- Bastards, bastards!

For the first time, I was so angry that I had the urge to curse, and the object turned out to be her.

The reason and self-cultivation that I was proud of were all reduced to ashes in the face of her perfunctory attitude of avoiding the important and trying to get by, and I couldn't help but grab her by the collar like a shrew and cry to the ground, and I couldn't help but be so angry that I really spoke ill of her, I broke away from her hand, tried to stand up, and walked myself behind the screen in the middle of the room.

The attendant carried in the bath bucket and freshly boiled hot water, the mist was thick, and there was a layer of fresh flower petals floating on the water, although it was not as good as the large bath behind Kuang Xiqing's bedroom, nor as good as the wine pool meat forest in my house, but it was enough for me to urgently solve the problem of personal hygiene now.

While taking off her clothes, she couldn't help but stare at the figure outside the screen vigilantly, and saw that she was just sitting outside, without getting up and peeping, so she relieved herself to remove the last layer of cover, raised her legs and straddled into the bathtub.

The water temperature was slightly hot, just to relieve fatigue, and also washed away my depression, if it weren't for the memory that she was still waiting outside, I was afraid that I couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

I took a deep breath and sank my whole body into the water, and a burst of warmth enveloped me, as if there was an invisible protective film that kept all the anxiety and all the sadness out—how I wished that this feeling would always be with me.

I once found this sense of security in Jiang Zhuo, but now it has been broken by her own hands.

After soaking in the tub for a while, my face was red and my head was dizzy, but I still didn't want to get up.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but say: "If you are too tired to get up, call me in to help, don't be shy." ”

-- This disciple.

Secretly, I didn't say anything, but I got up and wiped my body hastily, and quickly put on my underwear.

was lowering his head to tie the belt, but he saw a touch of dark color passing by the screen, and Jiang Zhuo's voice came nearby, with a little exploration and a little worry: "How to ......?"

Seeing that she was about to cross the screen, and seeing my disheveled appearance, my brain was hot, so I rushed forward, grabbed her hand, and bit it hard.

Letting the pressure between my teeth increase, she didn't say a word, not even tense her muscles, until her mouth seemed to taste blood, and I let go and raised my eyes to glare at her.

"Sure enough, I'm hungry, the meal is ready, eat it while it's hot." She put her hands behind her back without care, said softly, and returned to the outer room first.

After grinding and chirping for a long time, I finally put on a simple undershirt and put on a middle coat, and I didn't care about any image, so I went to the outer room with a loud bang, sat down at the table, and wiped my hair with a cloth towel for a while, but I didn't look at her.

"I'll help you." She got up and walked behind me, about to take the cloth towel, I took the opportunity to get out of the way, and after reacting, it was even more embarrassing than her, but she forced herself with a cold face and didn't make a sound.

She didn't care too much, sat back next to me, took a spoon and put a small half bowl of soup, pushed it to me, and gently advised: "I haven't eaten for a day, drink some soup to warm my stomach first." ”

When I looked up, she looked at me with a calm expression, neither nervous nor ashamed, as if she was still with me as before, as if nothing had happened.

There was a nameless fire in my heart, I bit my lip, forced back the tears, increased the force of wiping my hair in my hand, and even pulled my scalp as if I didn't realize it: "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat." ”

However, my body's reaction was the opposite of what I said, and when I turned my head away from her gaze, I smelled the tantalizing aroma of food at the end of my nose, which curled into my mind, and taught my stomach to "gurgle".

Not to mention that I am the person concerned, even Jiang Zhuo, who is only half a body away, must have listened to this voice.

There is nothing more embarrassing than being exposed on the spot, and I am still angry with her, but this time it seems that I am inexplicably weaker.

was angry, but heard her say leisurely: "You are angry with me, why bother to be angry with your body?" Although I will feel distressed when I am angry, it is you who is uncomfortable in the end. ”

She said that she was distressed, but her face was still faint, and her calm appearance seemed to be a little teasing.

I just feel angry in my heart, and my brain is throbbing.

Seeing my angry eyes, she suddenly smiled lightly, picked up the soup bowl on the table, turned sideways to me, and said meaningfully: "The Ling Wangfu has taught me to send people to surround it, and the supply of meals is all rationed, if you refuse to eat, the people of the entire palace should also accompany you, the master, to share the ups and downs." ”

"So, are you going to go hungry with me? My body, body, guard, guard? "I didn't expect her to come out of King Ling's Mansion to threaten her, and I was not to be outdone, and immediately sneered at each other - but as soon as the words came out, I regretted it a little, but I still stubbornly held my neck and refused to show weakness.

I heard her sigh in a low voice, and answered helplessly: "Yes, my highness, if you refuse to eat, I naturally don't dare to use chopsticks without permission." ”

Her "Your Highness" seems to bring the two of us back to a day that has not yet happened, she is the unsmiling but considerate and careful Jiang guard, I am the innocent and timid King Ling - I don't understand, why did she break this qiē with her own hands?

Is this throne really that important?

Kuang Xiqing is too, Jiang Zhuo is too, these two women who are the most important in my heart, one has abandoned the former Kuang Xihan, and the other has deceived me now...... Does this also mean that I am just a self-righteous loser, not much better than the Kwong Xihan I spurned.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, and a white jade spoon suddenly appeared in front of me, scooping a spoonful of clear soup inside, which hooked the gluttonous worms in my stomach and became rampant all of a sudden.

But the soup was so hot that I didn't expect it, and the heat burned all the way back from my throat to my mouth, scraping my tongue, numbing my taste buds, and causing me to stop the tears that I had just stopped.

I stuck out the tip of my tongue, but with hazy teary eyes, I saw Jiang Zhuo throw the spoon as if frightened, scooped me out of the seat and into his arms, and carefully reached out against my chin - both wanted to check the injury on the tip of my tongue for me, and wanted to wipe away the tears that couldn't stop flowing for me, and the hurried appearance was a little more uncomfortable than me.

Seeing that she was no longer indifferent in her urgency, I took away most of my tears, so I got up a little embarrassed, pursed my lips and wiped my tears with my backhand, and struggled to get up from her arms - this posture is too ambiguous to suit us who are still in the cold war.

"Don't move, does your tongue hurt?" She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and hugged me tighter, and the worried look taught me to nod and shake my head again.

Fang just burned his tongue for a while, but now it doesn't hurt too much, but Mu Mu's is unconscious, and I'm afraid that he will have to slow down for a while before eating.

"Don't you want to know why?" She rested her head on my shoulder, leaned close to my ear, and lowered her voice, "I'll tell you, okay?" ”

Although I couldn't see her expression, her deep voice exuded a trace of imperceptible vulnerability, and I couldn't help but relax my shoulders: "...... You said. ”

It doesn't look like she's taking the opportunity to get close to the oil, but let's just hear what she has to say - I really care about the answer.

"My real name is Kuang Xixi, the eldest grandson of Emperor Yongle, and the only daughter; Jiang Qin, the general of Yunlu, is my adoptive mother. She exhaled deeply and said, "Becoming a king or defeating a coward, it's understandable that you don't know, in the official history of Dawu's classics, only Kuang Yunfei and Kuang Xinqi, the daughter of the king, are recorded, and the world doesn't know my existence, just like my mother probably doesn't know that the Rouran slave she favored on a whim will give birth to a child for her." ”

The mockery in her words suddenly turned into a faint abruptness, and the heart was sour.

- The Emperor? Isn't that the tablet I saw in the temple?

She is actually my cousin who is not out of five suits, no wonder she is so similar to Kwong Xiqing, it is due to blood relationship.

The chaotic thoughts in my heart came to an abrupt end when she talked about her biological parents: her eyes sometimes glowed with a light amber color, and she was half of the Rouran bloodline, but I don't think her biological father's status was too high.

Although she is an only daughter, she can listen to the meaning of her words, but she has never enjoyed the joy of Chenghuan's parents' knees, lonely, alone, and it hurts when she empathizes.

"Then how did you get adopted by Jiang Qin and his wife?" I was already immersed in her story and asked.

"Do you remember what I told you about that day?" She rubbed the side of my neck, like a child attached to the warmth, teaching me to be soft-hearted, clenching her teeth tightly to resist the urge to touch her cheek, just listening carefully to her, "I didn't lie to you, those are true, but it is not a coincidence that I will be adopted, but Aunt Yun's arrangement." ”

"Foreshadowing your seizure?" My heart sank, and I asked.

“…… Not bad. She said sullenly, "General Yunlu's grade is not too high, but she is the most popular commander in the Weiyuan army, and with her name, it is convenient to gain contacts and lay a foundation in the army." ”

"Your Excellency really played a big game of chess," I asked with a sneer, pushing away my approaching face, "so you had a plan to approach this king in the first place?" ”

"I just meant to get close to Kuang Xiqing, it has nothing to do with you," she frowned, her lips pursed, and she looked at me with a little grievance in her eyes, "It was you who tied me back indiscriminately and disrupted my plans...... I still have the scar on my back from that time. ”

"According to you, it's all the king's fault?" This bitter trick made it the right time, and I was almost fooled, "It's all the king's own fault, right?" ”

"That's not what I meant......" she quickly explained, but I didn't want to hear it anymore.

"Get out," I said calmly, resolutely pulling myself away from her arms, turning my back, suppressing my feelings, "I want to be alone." ”

Maybe my face was too stiff, or my voice was too cold, she didn't tease me with her old tricks, nor did she do much pestering, but just sighed softly: "Remember to eat, don't go hungry." ”

After speaking, he silently exited the room.

I didn't dare to make a sound, let alone look back at her, for fear that I would choke up as soon as I spoke, and I would soften my heart when I looked back.

――Jiang Zhuo...... Oh no, her real name is Kwong Xiyu.

Oh, it's fake, it's all fake, even the name is fake...... Can I still believe you like this?