Returning to Xuanhua Hall from the apricot blossom forest, Zhang Yuxia has been depressed, her expression is lonely, and her melancholy eyes fall outside the hall. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And now it's the hour, and there is a dark curtain outside the hall, obviously she is absent-minded.

The emperor saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, he lifted her chin and forced her to look up, and he saw that her eyes were overflowing with sorrow.

"Yuxia, did the queen say something again?"

She was stunned for a moment, obviously aggrieved, but her wounded heart was tightly hidden and impeccable.

She was already an obstacle between the emperor and the queen, and she didn't want to be the fuse again, and she didn't want things to develop to the point where they couldn't be controlled. She hurriedly shook her head and forced out a few smiles, "Your Majesty, don't blame Niangniang, Niangniang...... She didn't do anything wrong. ”

Looking at the corners of her trembling lips and looking at her pale face, the emperor's expression was as strict as a mountain, and his warm fingers stroked her cold cheeks, "Yuxia, don't go to the queen again in the future, you are not the same person as her, don't suffer yourself for others, I will feel distressed." ”

His words were like tiny raindrops bouncing into her heart, and her heart was satisfied, after all, he had given her all his love, and she loved him so much. What more could you ask for in this life?

"Your Majesty." She let out a low cry, inaudible, like a sigh full of sorrow, which made him at a loss.

He clearly felt the tension in her hands, his body tightened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he answered softly, looking at her seriously.

Her eyelids slowly lifted, revealing those clear, watery eyes, the sadness in which had concealed her joy, and the beauty of the Emperor had drowned out the Emperor's scorching heart.

"The emperor......" She wanted to speak and stopped, and the short words were wrapped around her tongue, as if she had to cross thousands of mountains and rivers, as if she had to hesitate for several lifetimes of hardship to find its belonging.

She sighed slightly, lowered her head again, and the hand held in the emperor's palm almost wanted to be withdrawn, but she was attached.

How could she be reluctant? How can you give up the dampness of his palm? How can you give up that damp warmth? How can she be willing to give her the protection brought by these big hands?

Without him, how could she have such warmth?

The Emperor watched her struggle, his grip on her hand clenched tighter, and his voice was soft but powerful, "Don't think about it, I won't allow others to defile you...... Don't get along with yourself. ”

Listening to his deep voice, her head hung lower, her lips clenched, and she tried to suppress the choking that rolled in her throat. How much she had to say to him! But it was like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't spit out anything.

There was bitterness in her chest, so tormented that she couldn't hold it, if it turned into tears, it would be more than three days and three nights, but I was afraid that the surging Yangtze River would be just like that. However, right now, she wants to cry without tears, obviously in her warm arms, but she can't find the peace of mind she used to have.

The Emperor looked at her helplessness like a wounded little beast, sighed, took her into his arms, and his eyes fell to the dark window, his eyes lit up with rage, blazing in the boundless darkness of the night. The heart in the chest was beating vigorously, it was a brave heart, how could it be humiliated?

"Tomorrow, I will take Kwai Lan and Kwai Zhi into the palace and accompany you, so don't let them go back." The emperor rested his head on her neck, and his big hand stroked her back, and the vivid warmth warmed her heart along her fingertips, and the impetuousness in her heart calmed down a lot.

"Your Majesty, I want to go back to the house for a few days, I have been in the palace for so many days, and I have always missed my grandmother and mother in my heart......" She hung her head, lowered her voice, chattered, and did not have the courage to look at him.

The Emperor's hand paused, and he looked down at her, his face full of disappointment.

The breath between his nose exhaled on her forehead, hot, like his hidden anger, she was suddenly a little scared, afraid that he would be angry, he had never been angry with her, would it be this time? Her breathing became more and more shallow, and she just lay on his thumping chest, motionless.

The emperor finally opened his mouth, but it was unexpectedly soft, but it seemed to rub his heartbreak into that softness, "Why do you always want to run away?" Am I a cage for you? Nothing to be nostalgic about? ”

She was speechless, her eyes covered with a shallow mist, hazy over his face.

The faces of the two were so close, so close at hand, how much he had longed for such a distance. Now, holding the hand of her son, growing old with her son, but she wants to give up, how can he be embarrassed? Why?

The emperor held her face as if he were holding his own fiery heart, "Remember, don't run away, even if you become a butterfly, I will chase you back." Do you understand? ”

His eyes were overflowing with sorrow, his words were so heavy, all this overlapped in her heart, she was afraid that she couldn't bear it, "Your Majesty, but ......"

"Don't say, I don't believe you're going to be so ruthless, I don't believe you're going to abandon me."

Tears rolled down his eyes and hit his long sleeves.

She wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't avoid his love affair with her.

She always believes that there is true love in the world, but at the moment, it is like a mess, with no head and no clue. What went wrong? Who's wrong? Disturbances, grievances and grievances, like falling apricot blossoms, can't be distinguished, and the reason is still messy.

The emperor hugged her, his eyes fell in the distance, and the expression inside became colder and colder, and there was a faint murderous aura.