Kwong Xiqing took me out of the banquet hall, and on the other side of the corridor was the Shiyu Palace, where she usually handled government affairs; Walking through the main hall, she waved off her attendants and slowly walked into the dormitory.

And if she doesn't speak, I can only follow her step by step.

Compared with the last time I came, the Chaolu Hall seems to be more and more unpopular, and the ornaments are still extremely luxurious, but it is so cold that there is no temperature at all—looking at the back of her skirt, I seem to feel a trace of loneliness, which is not the coldness of the emperor, but the real sadness of an ordinary person.

Why is she grieving?

It's for ...... Me?

Shaking his head, he laughed at how he could have such an unrealistic idea - she was the emperor who was high, a competitor who regarded me as a thorn in the side, and a person in power who was suspicious of me, but she would not be the sister who accompanied me day and night and tolerated and doted on me.

"Han'er, what are you doing standing so far away? Aren't you afraid that I will eat you? She turned around, sat lazily on the large soft couch, patted the place beside her, and said with a smirk, "Come here." ”

hesitated for a moment, and then was relieved: what she said is right, the past will pass, can she still eat me?

Tell her clearly earlier, and I'll go back to Jiang Zhuo - I didn't touch her when I came out, and I didn't have time to send the palace attendant to greet her, I haven't seen me for a long time, she should be in a hurry.

Besides, she has been hungry and waiting for me for a long time, which really makes me feel distressed.

"The imperial sister called me, why did you come?" Cautiously sitting halfway up from her, I looked her in the eye and asked calmly.

"Why, can't I call you if there's nothing to do?" Seeing that I was deliberately separated by some distance, her eyes flashed, and then she smiled casually, "Once upon a time, Han'er was so alienated from me. ”

"Sister Huang misunderstood, I just ......" Biting her lip, I couldn't explain it - she was right, compared to the original Kuang Xihan, I no longer trust and obey her wholeheartedly, and I don't even want to be more involved with her.

"Han'er doesn't need to say more," she smiled gently, and the conversation changed, but she mentioned what happened just now, "I want to know, why did you refuse the third prince's proposal?" Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he belongs to you. ”

- I knew that this was the real purpose of her coming to me alone.

"The royal sister also knows that I have accepted the son of the emperor as the husband, and the third prince is the prince of the first prince, representing the face of the entire Linzhi country, how can I succumb to the position of the side husband? There are a lot of noble girls from my family who have not married at the right age, why don't you choose one of them? "What's more, if I marry Yukli and get the support of the Linzhi Kingdom, wouldn't it be a greater threat to Kuang Xiqing's throne?

She wouldn't fail to take this into account, and her staff wouldn't have agreed, so what I didn't understand was: why did she have to force me instead of taking the marriage herself?

"It's okay," she smiled and straightened the hem of her clothes, her eyebrows were picturesque, but her eyes were as sharp as knives in an instant, and the momentum around her body changed, and she couldn't help but slow down her breathing, "It's just a small country, it's just a group of uncivilized barbarians, I don't care about it, and the position of a prince's side husband is already raised—if you dare to get an inch, my big Wu's iron horse can level their land at any time." ”

"Why do you have to marry him?" I couldn't help but mutter.

"Don't you understand? The third prince is a proton sent by the Linzhi Kingdom, and it is also the sincerity of his royal sister to show favor to me, with my support, she can sit firmly in the position of the prince of the Linzhi Kingdom. Kuang Xiqing hooked her lips coldly, and her eyes seemed to be as if the world was just a chess piece she played with in the applause - to be honest, I didn't like her eyes, but I couldn't help but be in awe and admiration in such eyes.

She is more fit for this throne than I am...... No one recognizes this better than I do.

"Then won't the imperial sister just accept him?" After thinking about it, I said tentatively.

She glanced at me lightly, snorted lightly, couldn't distinguish between joy and anger, got up and came to the desk, stared at the picture made of sheepskin with her hand, and said after a while: "Han'er still remembers that the mother emperor once said that one of the great regrets in her life was that she was fortunate to be a slave of the Rouran Palace after she was drunk, gave birth to King Duan, and confused the royal bloodline. ”

What Rouran Palace slave, what royal blood, I don't remember...... I don't want to remember either.

But I can't help but sigh for that heroic woman: Isn't this even a denial of her existence?

I don't know if the former emperor who regretted it because of this is more sad, or is it more sad for the Duan king, who has not been expected since birth?

Probably the saddest thing is the Rouran Palace slave who has never been remembered.

- Class, bloodline...... It's ridiculously traditional and persistent.

If being an emperor is destined to scruple about this, and even be burdened by these shackles, then I would rather be a notorious prince.

In terms of following his heart, Kwong Xihan is much better than Kwong Xiqing.

"So?" Raised eyebrows asked.

"So you have to marry him." She said in no uncertain terms - not so much to consult with me, but to make a unilateral decision and then inform me.

"What if I refuse?" I will not give up.

"If you don't obey the order, even if you are a prince, you will not be able to avoid sin," Kuang Xiqing looked at me sternly, there seemed to be something else hidden in his eyes, and he threw down a sentence unhappily and walked away, "Until you change your mind, you will stay here and not go anywhere." ”

- So, am I under house arrest?

Jiang Zhuo is worried about me?

The moment the door was closed, what I remember the most was: She doesn't care about her temperament so much, but remember to eat well?

"Your Highness, you can't leave here." After waiting for nearly an hour, Kuang Xiqing had not come back, I tried to push the door, but there were two guards in armor guarding outside the door, and when they saw me coming out, the one on the right immediately blocked in front of me.

"Get out of the way, even this king dares to stop you, aren't you afraid to punish your crimes!" I tried to scare Kwong with the name of Kwong Xihan, but the two of them only kept apologizing verbally, and there was no emotion in their eyes.

Sighing helplessly, I gave up on continuing the confrontation with the two of them, returned to the house, leaned back into the soft couch, and started to be bored.

In the evening, when Kwong Xiqing pushed the door in, I was stunned by the pot of wine that I had ordered the attendant to fetch, and I wanted to try but was very hesitant - with my physique and the amount of wine, I really shouldn't rivet with the contents of this cup.

But reason is one thing, but emotionally he constantly encourages himself to take this step.

When heaven and man were at war in my heart, a slightly smiling female voice interrupted my hesitation: "Han'er, why do you suddenly want to drink?" Didn't you excuse yourself from drinking alcohol before? ”

The wine glass in her hand was easily sucked away, she sat down next to me casually, picked up the wine jug and poured a small half glass, sniffed at the end of her nose first, and her phoenix eyes swept over my unnatural face, and then she took a sip unhurriedly: "Sweet but not greasy, mellow but not sweet, it is my treasured Yutang Jinque, which kid who is not long-eyed, actually stole this, should be punished." ”

"Sister Huang, don't blame him, I forced him to get the wine." I didn't know if he would bring me your treasured wine.

"Oh? Will Han'er be punished on his behalf? She smiled softly and pushed the remaining half glass of wine in front of me, "Okay, I'll punish you for draining this glass." ”

I nodded, raised my glass and drank it - the entrance is soft, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, it is indeed a rare good wine.

"Sue sù, why do you suddenly want to drink?" Taking the wine glass from my hand, Kuang Xiqing poured herself again, drank it with a heroic tilt, then poured a small half glass and handed it to me, and asked softly.

I didn't shirk it, I drank it all in one gulp, and replied meaningfully: "I'm locked up in this small room, and I can't go anywhere, except to borrow wine to drown my sorrows, what else can I do?" ”

"Is Han'er blaming me?" She didn't care either, she still drank a whole cup by herself, but she didn't pour it for me anymore, "Since you want to go back to the house and promise to marry the third prince, what's the use of drinking alone?" ”

Snatched the wine glass in her hand and poured myself half a glass, I looked at her eyes as full of water, her temperament was like a look, and the anger at her indiscriminately insisting on forcing me unconsciously disappeared most of it: "Everything else is easy to say, only this one, forgive me." ”

"Why? Obviously, you were reluctant at that time, but in the end you married the son of the emperor's family as your husband, why are you unwilling now? She reached out and stroked my cheek, her eyes flashed with doubt, and there was a trace of sadness hidden in her eyes, "Just think of it, for the sake of the imperial sister, can't it?" ”

"One time, another time." Avoiding her gaze, I forced myself to ignore the faint pain in my heart and calmly spoke, "Sister Huang, don't force me. ”

- At that time, I thought that there was no hope for Jiang Zhuo in this life, and when I was disheartened, I accepted Kuang Xiqing's arrangement and never fought.

However, now that I have understood Jiang Zhuo's intentions, and I know that she has me in her heart, I naturally don't want to let her down again.

If the timing is right, I will definitely reconcile with Fu Zhenzhen, and give each other a freedom, and even those warblers and Yanyan in Kuang Xihan's backyard will also be dismissed, and only me and Jiang Zhuo will be enough.

For this purpose, I will not accept the ukuli under any circumstances...... It should be said that I will not accept anyone except Jiang Zhuo.

Kwong Xiqing gave me a deep look, then discarded the glass and poured it directly into the spout.

She drank in a hurry, and the wine trickled down her neck into the placket, and she didn't care, her eyelashes trembled slightly, like the injured wings of a butterfly.

I tried to persuade her to stop, but I felt that I didn't have a position to speak, but she asked one step ahead of me: "Han'er doesn't want to accept a side husband, but is it because of the son of the Fu family?" ”

She threw down the empty flask, wiped the corners of her mouth, her cheeks were red, but her eyes were extremely clear, and she stared at me for a moment: "Are you in love with him?" Sue me, isn't it? ”

- The excitement is that I have forgotten the self-proclaimed "I".

I didn't understand why she cared so much about my refusal, but my instinct was a wake-up call, reminding me not to provoke her at this moment, so I only vaguely said, neither admitting nor denying: "Imperial sister, you are drunk." ”

"It's just a pot of Yutang Jinque, I'm very sober," she said unrelentingly, "Han'er, you haven't answered me yet." ”

"It's not early, I'll go back first, you have a good rest." I didn't want to entangle with her more, so I got up and prepared to leave, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me back hard.

"Don't go!" She has such a beautiful appearance, but the strength in her hands is amazing, and I don't know if it's because of drinking, I can't break free at all, so I can only awkwardly teach her to hold her in my arms, and whisper in my ear, "Han'er, don't, don't leave me......"

Before I could understand what she said, the next action taught me to freeze in place, and my mind went blank.

The touch on the lips that cannot be ignored, warm, soft, with the sweet fragrance of Yutang Jinque that I have just tasted, invades strongly, and does not give me half a gap to escape.

- Kwong Xiqing, my imperial sister, she is in ...... Kiss me.