Chapter Thirty-Six: The Monologue of Love
She gently pushed the door open, and the sheets on the bed had been changed, all moon-white and warm.
She carefully helped the king to the bed, helped the king cover the quilt, then took off her boots and went to bed.
She buried her face in the king's bosom, and the sudden weariness made her drowsy.
She threw up her head, kissed the king, and said in a voice as subtle as a mosquito, "King, I am asleep, and you are waiting for me at the other end of the dream." β
With that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
It was noon and the sun was high in the blue sky.
The Night Sacrifice General walked to her room wearing a silver robe and carrying a bowl of porridge.
It's still porridge, I saw her yesterday and seemed to like it, so I also served a bowl today.
The porridge in the hand is steaming, with a meaty aroma, and the smell makes people appetite.
He chuckled. This was the first time he had cooked, and when he saw that she liked it yesterday, he asked someone to teach him, and almost destroyed the kitchen. Even Hee-wol said he had changed. More than 300 years ago, he galloped on the battlefield with his father and cut off the heads of the Night Rabbit soldiers with an expressionless face, and he only held a long sword in his hand, but he actually cooked by himself. Even he himself couldn't believe that the former cold-faced general would actually change himself for a woman.
He sighed softly. Knowing that she should stay away, she knew that she was the king's concubine, but she was still getting deeper and deeper! So, what should be done? I feel like I'm going crazy.
He pushed the door, but it didn't take much effort, it opened a crack, and he curled the corners of his mouth and chuckled.
Hey, what a confused woman, she forgot to close the door.
He pushed the door open, and the warm side came into view.
The woman with long black hair nestled into the arms of the black-haired man, a sweet smile oozing from the corners of her mouth. The long black hair was intertwined, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
He seemed to hear the sound of something breaking, and his heart ached for a while, as if he was being held by someone's hand, as if it was about to crush his heart. Even if the long sword once slashed his heart, it was not so uncomfortable, and the discomfort made him want to dig out his heart, and he was about to go crazy when he was uncomfortable.
His long black hair ran across his pale cheeks, lifeless, holding a silver platter in his left hand and pushing the door in his right hand.
He just stood like this, quietly watching the people in the room. I don't know how long this position lasted until the sun went down and the porridge on the top of my hand cooled completely.
Even if she is the king's person, even if she only has the king in her heart, she can't tolerate anyone anymore, even if she keeps reminding herself in her heart to forget, but when she sees her lying in his arms, her heart will still hurt so much and feel so uncomfortable!
How can I forget, how can I not feel uncomfortable, how can I turn back into that cold, unsympathetic night general, how can I ...... How......
"General." Hee Yue's voice sounded behind him.
Xiyue's white fingers flicked her silver hair, and she said with a little mischievous in her tone, "General, you are also trapped." β
The night priest moved, and there were no words.
"General, she is indeed a very attractive woman!" Xiyue smiled, revealing two tiger teeth.
When the night priest heard him say this, he turned his head sharply and said as ruthlessly as a jackal, "Don't try to beat her idea, she is not something you can touch." β
"General, such a stunner, Xiyue can't even control herself!" Hee-wol blinked her light blue eyes.
Suddenly, the right hand of the Night Priest turned into a hand knife and slashed towards Xiyue's faΓ§ade, Xiyue's pupils instantly shrank, and her head quickly swiped to the right, dodging.
A few strands of silver fell to the ground, and Xiyue looked at the severed hair, and patted her chest in fear.
"I can save you and kill you." If you touch her, you should know what happened to you. β
Xiyue said solemnly, "Since the general loves her, why didn't he take her away?" β
Night Priest frowned and said, "I can't give her what she wants." β
Xiyue smiled and said, "If the general doesn't try, how can he know that he can't give it." β
"She loves the king."
"She is not necessarily better off by the king's side than by the general's side."
The woman in the room groaned softly, "Hmm. Liu frowned slightly, as if he had been disturbed.
Seeing this, Night Sacrifice frowned and said to Xiyue, "You disturbed her." β
After saying that, the night priest closed the door, took the porridge, and left. His figure looked so lonely and lonely.
Hee-moon looked at the back of the Night Festival until the figure of the Night Festival was buried by the darkness and disappeared into the corridor.
Xiyue smiled, turned around, and looked at the door, as if he could see the woman in the room through the door. He smiled, no longer as confident and strong as before, but lonely, exaggerating the atmosphere of the entire corridor, becoming so sad.
"You're such a woman, huh? The king, the night general, even me, can't escape. In this way, it is the first time. β
Hee-yue covered her heart, feeling that this place was so empty.
"Come to think of it, how can I say that I have charmed countless people in the past, but now, I have been captured by you, and I am so embarrassed. You're such a goblin that I don't dare to approach you, but I can't hold back my heart's desire to see you. β
"What the hell are you going to do with it? Tell me ......"
"Even if you leave the king, there will be the night sacrifice general, in the end, how can I forget you. This swamp, I don't want to sink into it anymore, in the end, what should I do? β
Xiyue's eyes were full of fragility, as if she would collapse at the touch of it. He leaned against the door, covering his heart, breathing desperately.
It turns out that falling in love with someone who can never get it will hurt to breathe.
Not far from Yan Zhuang, he looked at Xiyue distressedly, and couldn't help but shout out his name, "Lord Xiyue......"
Xiyue turned her head sharply and glared at Liyan, who was frightened by his eyes, and the whole person was stunned in place.
Xiyue coldly squeezed out this sentence from between her teeth, "Get out of here, get out." β
Hearing him say this, looking at his ugly face, Liyan shouted distressedly, "Lord Xiyue, don't ......"
Hee Yue instantly arrived in front of her, and her white hand grabbed her neck. These movements, in less than a second.
Li's pupils dilated, and he looked at Xiyue in disbelief.
Hee-yue's hand gradually strengthened and contracted, and her beautiful face became flushed, pulling Hee-yue's hand. Xiyue actually lifted Liwu in the air.
The distance gradually became desperate, and it felt like the air was getting farther and farther away from her, and she seemed to be suffocating. At this time, Xiyue's hand loosened, and she fell to the floor, stroking her neck and coughing on the ground.
Xiyue looked at her with disgust, and said sharply, "Get out of the Night Palace for me, don't appear in my sight again." β
After speaking, he left mercilessly, leaving only Liyu lying on the ground weakly, looking at Xiyue's back in despair.
Inside the room, Wang's fingers trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up......