Chapter 160: Oss Poison (2)

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There were obviously no windows in the room, but perhaps in consideration of Oss's habits, an aqua blue curtain was hung on one side of the room that should have a window, and delicate and beautiful tapestries hung on the other three walls.

In the corner of the wall on the right hand, there is a lifelike carved camphor eagle carving, the brown lone eagle stands proudly on the dead branches, and the strong eagle wings are majestically spread, which has a kind of majestic posture that dominates the world.

The floor of the chamber was covered with a cream-colored plush blanket, and in the center was a long rosewood table with fruit bowls, tea cups, and piles of parchment scrolls.

The faces of the two female officials who served were full of sadness and worry, one of whom I happened to know was Fei Fei, who was on duty in the Yuhua Hall of Taihe Palace.

When they saw me come in, they didn't look surprised, they should have known in advance, but they just bowed and kept silent.

Fei Fei was holding a gilded dinner plate with steaks roasted with red wine, black pepper and honey.

The beef was roasted to a delicate and juicy point, but there were only traces of a corner of it, and it was clear that Oss did not have a good appetite.

The other female officer put all the two halves of the blood orange in her hand back into the fruit bowl, leaning against the ruby grapes, the tender juice seeped out from the surface of the blood orange and flowed down, and there was a faint sweet smell of blood orange in the air.

I set my eyes on the bed in the middle of the chamber, on which Oss was curled up, with his back to me.

Man'er took the plate from the maid's hand, and when she saw that she was a little stunned, she smiled and explained, "Leave it to me." ā€

Skirting the bed, I sat face to face with him, looking at Os, whose eyes were closed, his face still handsome, arrogant, and well-defined, but his bloodless face looked pale as paper.

My heart was filled with a deep sense of reluctance and distress, and my voice called softly: "Your Majesty ......"

Oss seemed to fall into a deep sleep again, the steak on the plate was still warm, and it was clear that Os's lethargy came quickly.

As Sain had said before, he used to be very busy, busy with the court, busy with reviewing the recitals, busy dealing with one dynasty banquet after another, busy dealing with countless things that followed, so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep.

Oss lay there quietly, very sleepy, as if he wanted to make up for all the sleep he had lacked in the past.

I gently brushed his hair from the front of his forehead, his forehead was hot, but his pale face didn't look like a fever.

I bit my lip lightly, tears hanging from the corners of my eyes, "Your Majesty, I'm Man'er." I leaned over and whispered in his ear.

I gazed at his angular face, I felt my hands trembling slightly, what was I nervous about, what was I hoping for?

Oss's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he was struggling in his sleep, and only slowly opened his eyes after a moment.

In the purple eyes, Man'er's lovely appearance gradually changed from blur to clear.

He squinted slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you crying?"

There was a deep tiredness on his face.

I lowered my eyes and said stubbornly: "If you can't cry when you see that your voice is soft, please turn your head away!" ā€

A weak smile slipped across Oss's lips, and he said groggily, "Are you crying for me?" ā€

The tip of my nose was inexplicably sour, and my long eyelashes trembled slightly, like wings hanging down, hanging with shining tears.

He asked again weakly, "Why don't you speak?" ā€

I glanced in the direction of the long table, and happened to see Feifei also looking in my direction, so I subconsciously shook my head slightly, deliberately covering up: "I am still too busy to take care of myself, how can I have the energy to take care of others?" ā€

Sure enough, Os's eyes darkened, and there was a faint anger between his words, and he whispered: "Then you go to cry elsewhere, I am upset to hear it." ā€

There was a dull pain in my heart, and I looked at him with tears in my eyes, although there were some things I didn't want to say, but you really couldn't guess?

I felt inexplicable grievances and anger in my heart, tears accumulated in my eyes for a moment, and I got up to leave.

He may have guessed my thoughts first, and was anxious to grasp my hand, which had never been so weak as it was today, and before he could grasp me, it slipped feebly on the velvet cushion.

His voice was soft, as if he was gently coaxing me, "I'm so bored lying here, I can't help but think about you." Don't cry, just talk to me. ā€

I wiped the tears from my face with my fingers, and looked at him with a sparkle of water, "Your Majesty has always had a bad appetite lately?" ā€

The sparkle in his eyes began to fade again, and his voice answered vaguely.

I glanced at the plate in my hand and asked softly, "Shall I feed you some steak?" ā€

He sighed lightly, shook his head slightly, and said in a weak voice: "I just want to taste its taste, but I didn't expect it to be very tiring to eat." ā€

My eyes began to redden, and I pursed my pink lips as I tried to smile, "I'm worried that I won't see you for a few days...... On the way here, I thought of meeting you...... I was inexplicably nervous. I said self-deprecatingly, two red glows flying up my cheeks.

After listening to my words, he seemed to be a little more sober, and a weak but charming smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said disapprerovingly: "What's there to be nervous about?" ā€

I held his hand lightly, as gentle as a warm spring breeze, for fear that he would fall asleep again.

Man'er looked at him with clear and sincere eyes, and called him in a clear and beautiful voice, "Your Majesty......"

Oss's eyes opened slightly, as if he would fall into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes, and he forced himself to move his body to wake himself up, "I only feel weak, very sleepy. ā€

I took a deep breath and announced before he fell asleep, "Your Majesty, let's fall in love, from now on!" ā€

My voice was not loud, but it was heard by the other two female officers, and their eyes were instantly focused on my face.

I silently told myself in my heart that a person, when you want to open, when you really want to do something, then don't care about other people's eyes!

"Os, I held you in my arms in the woods that day, if the Dark Hunter had come...... I'm going to die with you! ā€

His body shook at first, but instead of answering, he asked, "Are you a fool?" ā€

His voice sounded cold and displeased.

I stared at him stunned, and Os's reaction surprised me a little.

Listening to his count, I was depressed and muttered, "...... Then let me be a fool! ā€

Oss's gaze seemed to sweep over my face, and finally froze on a beautiful velvet tapestry on the wall, on which it was the silver-threaded waterfall of the Hayashi River Moon Valley.

I stared at the wry smile on his lips, and my eyes glistened with tears, for the first time, I felt that my pride had been trampled on, and that my confession was so ignored by him?

Suddenly, I asked in a somewhat difficult tone, "Do you think my mind is ridiculous?" ā€