Woking up, Concubine Lian stared at the bright yellow bed curtain in confusion, lost her mind for a long time, and finally realized where this was.

Familiar memories from more than twenty years ago flooded into her mind in such a painful way that she almost sat up from the bed, her whole body was limp and dizzy, and she almost didn't fall off the huge dragon bed.

After a while, the sky swirled, and the faint ambergris burrowed into her nose, whether it was a long-lost embrace or years of pain, she couldn't tell.

Emperor Jing tightened his arms, and the burning gaze that fell on the woman in his arms could not be taken back no matter what, so many years have passed, how many young and beautiful women have appeared around one by one, Yan is thin and fat, pure and charming, all flattering and flattering, but only this old and charming body makes him like a young man in his twenties and unable to control himself.

Perhaps, this is instinct.

It took a sudden thrashing and struggle to pull him back to reality who had fallen into memory, frowning and glaring at her, but he was frightened by the red blood in her eyes, and involuntarily lightened the strength of his hand, coughed lightly and said: "You just fainted outside the hall, I just ......"

"Put me down." Concubine Lian interrupted coldly, if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to distinguish a few traces of trembling.

With an obviously resistant voice, Emperor Jing's inky deep pupils froze, and he couldn't care about her mood at the moment for a while, grinned, and squeezed out a hoarse sentence from the depths of his throat: "If I don't let go, what is Concubine Lian going to do?" ”

Concubine Lian trembled even more, and her voice already carried a hint of crying: "You let me down!" ”

Emperor Jing was stunned.

"You hate me so much?"

Concubine Lian didn't dare to look at his eyes, bit her lip and said, "Your Majesty, please let the concubine come down......"

Emperor Jing's complexion changed suddenly, and he smiled coldly, but instead of putting her down as she wished, the rough kiss swept down like this, falling on her face, the tip of her nose, and her eyelashes, and finally stopped at the two soft lips. The familiar but long-lost breath made him unable to control himself at all, and the tip of his dexterous tongue slipped into the fragrant and sweet mouth and bit hard, a faint mutter that almost destroyed all his sanity.

The trembling body in his arms suddenly lost any struggle, just rejoicing in her rare obedience, the liquid involved in the two suddenly mixed with a slightly salty taste, Emperor Jing paused, and left her suddenly, looking at her with complicated eyes, but only saw her pale face, a line of tears hanging under her slightly drooping eyelashes, and her jaw trembled.

"Lian'er...... Lian'er ......"

He was suddenly a little anxious, he hated himself for suddenly not being able to bear it, obviously he had endured it for so many years, how could he do such a thing when her body was so weak.

The title that she hadn't heard for more than 20 years shocked Concubine Lian again, and the woman who was still crying silently suddenly screamed, and drilled into her eardrums sadly: "Jun Haoze, why don't you just refuse to let me go!" ”

Immediately afterward, there was a violent sobbing, and later, it simply turned into a loud cry.

Emperor Jing was completely panicked, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of deep helplessness and distress.

"Lian'er, it's me who is not good, it is me who is not good, don't you cry, okay?"

The emperor's expression was unprecedentedly nervous, as if as long as the woman in his arms replied to him with a "bad", he would be in a hurry to kill.

Concubine Lian ignored him for a while, and he didn't dare to make any more unusual movements, so he had to carry her back to the bed, gently patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, and repeated the words "Lian'er don't cry" over and over again.

He really has nothing to do about this woman.

Suddenly, the woman on the bed escaped from under his big palm, she didn't bother to put on her shoes, she knelt on the ground with a "plop", and kowtowed fiercely in Emperor Jing's angry eyes: "Your Majesty, please concubine, let Han'er go......"

"You're here to intercede on behalf of that rebel?" As soon as the tail note was raised, a trace of darkness flashed in Emperor Jing's complicated eyes.

"Your Majesty, no matter what Han'er does wrong, he is the son of a concubine, and it is impossible for a concubine to watch him have an accident and be indifferent!"

Emperor Jing's resolute face suddenly turned cold, and there was even a sword shadow hidden between his sharp eyebrows: "You really think of him as your son?" ”

After saying that, he regretted it, because he obviously saw that Concubine Lian was stunned at first, a broken wry smile crossed the corners of her mouth, and then she clenched her fists tightly, and the jade hand hidden in her sleeve seemed to be pale and colorless, and even her lip flap was bitten by her fiercely.

"Your Majesty, the concubines naturally regard Han'er as their son, and ...... The concubine also has only such a son. ”

The phrase "only such a son" undoubtedly stabbed Emperor Jing in the heart, once, his most beloved woman was pregnant with his child, but because he was drunk and out of control, he did something sorry for her, which made her heartbroken, and finally gave birth to a stillborn.

Thinking of this, the anger towards Jun Luohan in his heart couldn't help but be even worse, it was because of that rebel son and that rebel's mother that so many things would have happened - all these misunderstandings that could have existed in the first place!

But right now, she knelt in front of herself, tearful and stubbornly begging herself, how could she refuse her ruthlessly?

bent down to help her, and said in a low voice: "Lian'er, you get up first." ”

"No, if the emperor doesn't agree, the concubines will always kneel here. If the emperor thinks that the concubine has dirty the emperor's place, then the concubine will never stay in the Longyin Palace for a while, and is only willing to kneel in the corner of the palace gate to beg the emperor for half of the mercy! ”

Emperor Jing was shocked and angry, her chest couldn't stop rising and falling violently, just for that rebel, she didn't even care about her own body?

Obviously unwell, obviously already so weak, why are they always thinking about that rebel, isn't the misunderstanding between them stemming from the birth of that rebel?

Why don't you hate it at all?

All the words of concern and distress changed when they came to his mouth, turning into a sentence of gritted teeth: "You threaten me? ”

"The concubine doesn't dare!" Concubine Lian closed her eyes, laughed miserably, and her green hair was scattered over her shoulders like a waterfall, and slid down as she kowtowed again, covering all the expressions on her face.

"The concubines know that they are guilty of great sins, and they don't even dare to see the emperor's face, so how can they threaten the emperor? It's just that the concubine is reluctant to be cold, so she wants to do her little bit for her son. If the emperor insists on refusing to let Han'er go, the concubines have no choice. It's just that the concubine really doesn't want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person, so at that time, the concubine will definitely go with Han'er and do her part as a mother......"

Emperor Jing was shocked violently, and his pupils constricted in astonishment.

Not only did she disregard her own body, but she dared to threaten him with her life?

It's just that he can't let her die, so he dares to be so unscrupulous?

So how much place does he still have in her heart—one thousandth, or one ten-thousandth, or nothing left?

After being silent for a long time, he squinted his eyes, sighed heavily, exuded a tired breath all over his body, rubbed his eyebrows, and said secretly: "If you want me to let him go, I will do what you want, and I will not hurt him at all." Only before that, you have to agree to one condition. ”

It's approaching dusk.

Su Ziran struggled for a day, and couldn't help but rush out of Qingfeng Residence, intending to tell all the secrets she learned from Song Lian's mouth. Although she hadn't figured out how to speak, and she didn't know if Emperor Jing and Concubine Lian would believe her, and even did a good job of hiding that the man would blame her for so long without telling her, she still couldn't help it, because she couldn't bear the situation of a man alone in prison - she didn't even dare to think about it.

Almost regardless of the image, she ran to the door, in the sluggish atmosphere of the Rui Wangfu, which had been in the doldrums for a whole day, she wanted to be willful once in vain, in that case, no matter what the result was, at least she had worked hard and would not regret it.

It's just that as soon as he ran to the gate of the palace, the whole person was completely frozen in place, unable to move.

The man was dressed in white like snow, his phoenix eyes were backlit, and he couldn't see the look clearly, only a shallow arc light at the corner of his mouth reflected mottled dots, and the half-red and half-gold sunset was cast on the long body, and the black shadow was suddenly like jade.

Half a day in prison did not leave any traces of dirt on his body, and he was still elegant and noble, not stained with dust.

At this moment, Su Ziran thought that there was something wrong with her eyes, rubbed it vigorously, and stared at him for a while, only to find that this man really existed in front of her, not what she fantasized about, and she was surprised and happy in her heart, but in the end, it turned into a suspicious astringency in her eyes.

The figures gathered all around, and the guards at the door were respectful, but she suddenly rushed towards him like crazy, threw herself into his arms, and hugged his lean waist tightly, so tight that her own fingers were trembling.

Real touch!

Only such a real touch can make her heart slowly settle down.

The man narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and the wide sleeved robe slowly wrapped her, buried it in her hair, and took a deep breath.

That's nice.

Even if it was the first time in his life that he was imprisoned, he felt that everything was worth it after this hug.

In her arms, the woman whispered softly, with a hint of obvious tremor in her voice: "Jun Luohan, you're back, you're finally back." ”

"Don't be afraid, this king is back."

In fact, he wanted to say, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that to you yesterday", but this sentence was never spoken.

In the future, he will never let go of her hand again, and everything will be fine.

"Jun Luohan, did you scare me to death? How so...... It's all my fault...... Why are you doing this? The woman's incoherent words sounded extremely sweet to him, and he only felt as if his heart was filled with something, and even the gloom of the moon was swept away.

He stroked the back of her head at once, and his movements were intimate and inclusive: "Silly woman, what does it matter to you, it is the king's own problem, and it is the king's failure to handle the matter well that it will become like this." Rest assured, it won't be in the future, and it won't worry you anymore. ”

Su Ziran was shocked.