Passive bearing this sudden kiss, it took me a while before I remembered to push her away.

Sensing my intention to struggle, her hand around my waist turned to the back of my neck and pressed me hard against her—and when there was nothing else to do, I didn't care much, and opened my mouth to bite down.

I was sure that I had used enough force to make this blow, and that there was a real smell of blood in my mouth, but the man I had bitten only paused for a moment, and then attacked even more brutally, teaching me that I could barely breathe.

It's messed up, it's all messed up.

What went wrong?

Aren't you a king? Aren't they sisters?

Why is it the way it is?

All kinds of questions filled my mind, and I had a splitting headache, but I couldn't resist the pain in my heart, and I couldn't help but cry.

And the people who had ignored their wounds before, and were still doing their own thing, suddenly froze.

Through the hazy tears, I saw Kuang Xiqing's unbelievable eyes, and all kinds of complicated feelings flashed in the beautiful phoenix eyes, including loss, embarrassment, and a touch of hopeless sadness.

She slowly let go of me, took two steps back, didn't care about the bloodshot wound on her lips, and turned her face away, as if to avoid my frightened gaze: "Han'er, you are afraid of me. Are you really...... Are you in love with someone else? ”

"Imperial Sister ......" wiped the remaining blood from my lips, and I tried to smile lightly, but found that I could not do it anyway - how could I understate this kiss of unknown meaning?

No matter how deliberately I ignore and evade, I can't eliminate the unpredictable consequences of this kiss.

Yes, she was right: I resisted her touch, I was afraid of her approach, and I couldn't respond to her feelings.

"Han'er, you said that you only promised me one person in this life, have you forgotten?" She lowered her head and asked softly.

I don't know how to describe her voice at the moment, let alone the expression on her face, I only know that just this fluttering sentence is like an awl poking into my heart, teaching me to cover my chest in pain - maybe the person who really hurts is not me, but the soul of Kuang Xihan that remains in my body that has not been dissipated for a long time.

Kwong Xiqing is her biggest obsession and the only obsession.

When this person who thought he would never respond accepted it, when this dream that he thought was impossible to come true came true, he should be happy, right?

It's just a pity that it's too late.

I can't remember how many such confessions she has made, and what kind of touching vows she made to Kwong Xiqing...... But that's not me, and it's not my emotion.

The person I like, the person I love wholeheartedly, and the partner I identify with me, is Jiang Zhuo.

"I'm sorry" is the only answer I can give, but it's the last thing she needs.

But what can I do but be sorry?

"The past is what I was young and ignorant, and it was difficult for a strong man, but now that I have grown up, let the past pass, and please don't take it to heart." Grabbing the hem of my shirt on my chest, I turned over and breathed heavily, waiting until the tears had temporarily subsided before I steadied my voice.

"Oh, are you young and ignorant?" She chuckled, seemingly calm, but like the lightning and thunder that is often hidden and suppressed before the storm, "What a sentence of youth and ignorance...... But I took it seriously. ”

"Sister Huang, blood is thicker than water, this is fate, and it is also a bond that will never change, you and I are sisters, but we can only be sisters." Closing my eyes, not daring to meet her dark eyes again, I lowered my heart and said coldly.

"Good sister," she sighed lowly, like weeping, like resentment, teaching me to spit on the self that had broken her heart, and the self that had been soft and shaken in an instant, "Do you really want to draw a line with me?" ”

"Sister Huang, in fact, you have already made a choice, haven't you?" I plucked up the courage to look at her, and said word by word - I couldn't tell whether Kwong Xihan's will was controlling me, or whether I wanted to end this hopeless infatuation on her behalf, "And it was never me who you chose." ”

"You're right, it's the demons who are stunned." She suddenly laughed, still the same gentle and elegant appearance I had when I first saw her, but her eyes were completely cold, "I chose the throne, so I am not destined to get you." ”

I watched as she licked the wound on her lips, then wiped off the blood, got up slowly, straightened her clothes, and walked out the door.

"Sister Huang! Where are you going? Let me go! I hurriedly chased after her, trying to hold her, but she just lightly turned sideways and avoided it, restrained me with one hand, and took me into her arms again.

"Han'er, you should know that I am the emperor and the lord of the world, since I can't get your heart, then, I won't let others get it," she leaned close to my ear and whispered, her breath blowing through my ears, but it was like quenching ice to make people feel cold all over the body, "Whether it is the son of the Fu family or the imperial husband, they are not worthy." ”

"You, you......" I clutched my wrist in pain and twisted away from her arms.

――Is this really the Kwong Xiqing I know?

"Stay here obediently, and marry the third prince as a side husband in five days," she looked at me steadily, as if to imprint my appearance into her eyes, and her figure disappeared a little by little as the door closed, and her image in my heart also collapsed a little bit, "If you refuse, I will kill your royal husband." ”

The door slammed shut, and the eyes suddenly fell into darkness, and the strength of my whole body was also drawn from my body as the light dissipated, and I slipped and fell to the ground softly, the ground of the jade tiles was extremely cold, but it was not as cold as the bottom of my heart, and I hugged myself tightly, but I could not bring the slightest warmth.

“…… Jiang Zhuo, where are you? "It was as silent as ever, as if there was no one there, but I knew that Kwong Xiqing must have left a lot of guards guarding the door—in such a situation, I am afraid that it would be difficult to even meet her.

After sitting on the floor for a long time, I wiped my cheeks and slowly stood up on the floor; Maintaining a movement for a long time, the blood does not circulate, the legs are numb, and the pain of drilling the heart is a little movement, and I sigh helplessly, I follow the flow of blood vessels, kneading and stimulating the acupuncture points a little bit, and dredge the blood.

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on the door against my back, which was especially noticeable in the quiet of the night, and the slight vibration I felt against the door indicated that it was not my auditory hallucination, but that someone was actually knocking.

It's so late, who could it be?

Could it be that Kwong Xiqing went and returned?

Thinking of this possibility, I didn't care about my still numb legs, so I got up with difficulty and retreated to the back of the table, picked up the marble paperweight and held it in my hand, and used it as a weapon, staring nervously at the door, while considering how useful it would be to defend against it—and then smiled bitterly: In fact, I knew in my heart that this stubborn resistance would not have any effect, but would only make me more and more wolf.

The knocking on the door continued, but from the beginning of the tentative tapping became frequent and messy, as if I could feel the anxiety in the hearts of the people outside the door—it was not Kwong Xiqing.

This realization taught me to boldly approach the door and ask in a cold voice, "Who's outside?" ”

The people outside stopped knocking on the door, but they were silent, and only after I asked patiently again did I suppress my voice and say, "Subordinate Yiliu, I came to meet His Highness on the order of Lord Jiang." ”

- Lady Jiang? Is she talking about Jiang Zhuo?

Before I could think about it, my hands and feet were ahead of my thoughts and actions, and I opened the door and asked urgently, "Are you talking about Jiang Zhuo, the king's personal guard?" Where is she? ”

"Your Highness comes with me." She bowed down and made a gesture of please, and when she turned around and walked ahead, I hurriedly followed.

Before leaving, I looked around - two women in janissary clothes fell to the ground, their fate unknown, and next to them stood two men in the same costume, who watched me come out with Otoroku, but they ignored us, and did not even roll their eyes.

"They?" Hurriedly following her, I couldn't help but look back more.

"Your Highness, rest assured, it's your own people." She said casually, stopped at a corner, and pointed ahead, "Lord Jiang is waiting for you in the Imperial Garden, and his subordinates will retire first." ”

Without waiting for me to answer, he ran away, coming and going like the wind, unpredictable - Yi Liu, this number is a bit like the secret guard of the palace introduced by Yan Ke and me, but how could the members of the team in the "B" rank obey Jiang Zhuo's orders?

As I pondered, I walked cautiously along the path under my feet, except for some faint light from the palace lamp hanging under the porch in the distance, only the moon above my head cast a bleak clear light, barely illuminating the outline of my feet, and then continued, into the depths of the imperial garden, but it was almost overwhelmed by darkness.

It was only at this moment that I remembered to be afraid.

Standing hesitantly in place, I wanted to tentatively call out Jiang Zhuo's name, but I was afraid that I would not get a response from her, but instead I would invite the patrolling guards and passing palace attendants.

It was too late, it was too fast, just as I hesitated, a hand suddenly climbed on my waist, and a soft embrace was attached to my back, and my subconscious exclamation was covered in my mouth, and my rapid heartbeat naturally eased when the familiar breath surrounded me.

"You're scared me to death!" The first time my mouth was released, I didn't hesitate to leave a tooth mark on the edge of the man's palm.

"I thought the first thing you said when you saw me would have been, 'Miss me to death.'" A smiling voice rang in her ears, and she kissed my earlobe and wrapped my palm in her palm with her backhand.

"Jiang Zhuo, Jiang Zhuo......" was really included in her arms, and I was down-to-earth - she was right, I did think that she was thinking about it tightly, but teaching her to be so serious and clear, instead taught me to be embarrassed to admit it, "You, why are you here?" Who is that B-6? ”

"She's forcing you, isn't she?" She frowned, avoiding my question, and asked in a deep voice.

Raising my hand to stroke the folds between her eyebrows, I barely hooked the corners of my mouth, I don't know how to explain - do you want to tell her about the emotional entanglement between Kuang Xihan and Kuang Xiqing? Or is it me, a ghost from another world, who occupies Kwong's shell?

I can't say anything.

She took my hand, tightened it and let go, took half a step back without saying a word, and looked at me fixedly, her eyes so deep that it was panicking.

After a long time, she smiled lightly and said softly, "Your Highness, ascend the throne." ”

- Enthronement?

Did I hear it wrong?

I looked at her blankly, because the shock brought by this sentence was no less than Kwong Xiqing's confession.