Qiu Jixuan's empty eyes moved again, and then there was no reaction.

Pang Rui got up and looked at her condescendingly.

"I married you, and you sued me for the real murderer behind the scenes."

As soon as the words came out, Qiu Jixuan's eyes widened suddenly, and then he smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head, and said,

"You and I are married to help Linghu full moon."

She hadn't spoken for a long time, and her language skills had long since deteriorated.

Pang Rui didn't hide it and nodded.

"You just have to sue me, do you agree?"

Pang Rui knew very well what Qiu Jixuan wanted.

She will definitely say yes.

Qiu Jixuan nodded, with a smile and tears in his eyes.

"Hehe-or am I win-Pang Rui?" She asked him, she hadn't spoken for more than two years, and the first thing she said was still related to Linghu Full Moon.

Even if Linghu Manyue is gone, there will always be this obstacle between her and Pang Rui.

"Three days later, the wedding. You will be able to eat in peace for a few days, and you will not have to go on a hunger strike anymore. ”

After Pang Rui finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Qiu Jixuan used all his strength to open his mouth to hold him,

"Can you hug me? I thought—" She uttered in a hoarse voice, but her body was too weak to hold it up.

Pang Rui stopped where he was, then turned around and walked to the bed.

"You're still the same as before, you like to be willful and stubborn with me. But when will you understand that when you were a child, there may have been a lot of people around you, putting you first. But now, they're old and gone, so why can't you pass on the tolerance that others gave you in the past? Are you so selfish that you are happy? ”

Pang Rui said words of reproach to her, but he opened his arms and hugged her.

She was already skinny and withered.

In his arms, there was no sound.

He looked at Qiu Jixuan, naturally he didn't feel anything.

But Qiu Jixuan closed her eyes with satisfaction, and she wanted to raise her hand to hug him, but her arm was too slender and weak, and she couldn't lift it after trying several times.

"You have a good rest. I'll go first. ”

Pang Rui opened his arms lightly, and didn't have a chance to hold him with her.

Qiu Jixuan's mouth opened, and she wanted to covet his arms again, but the hug just now was all she begged for, how could she ask for it again?

In front of him, she still has to retain the last ray of dignity.

After Pang Rui left, Qiu Jixuan's appetite was great, although she had just started to eat, and she couldn't eat too much and too greasy, but she also seemed to see hope and couldn't wait to recover immediately.

But as soon as she saw herself in the mirror, she wanted to smash everything in the room that could reflect the human figure. Now she feels like a female ghost even when she sees it, let alone Pang Rui?

She wanted to make up for it with makeup, but her rouge gouache-covered face looked more like a terrible ghost.

With only three days to go, is she destined to face Pang Rui like this and become his bride?

――

Late at night, the Imperial Palace, Chengqian Palace

"Queen Mother! Queen Mother! You're here! The Emperor again—"

"Okay, you all go out, and this palace can be alone."

Zhang Xiuhui, who was in a hurry, lowered her voice and ordered Lin Jian's personal eunuch, and immediately waved his hand to let him retreat, and walked into the hall quickly with his feet raised.

As soon as he entered the door of the main hall, he smelled a strong smell of wine, which Zhang Xiuhui had long been accustomed to.

It was late at night, but the lights in Chengqian's palace were bright, and Zhang Xiuhui knew that Lin Jian was having nightmares again.

Every night, he reviewed and folded in the Chengqian Palace until late at night, and when he took a nap, he would always have nightmares. When you wake up, you will drink, and when you get drunk, you will rest.

Zhang Xiuhui only smelled the strong smell of wine, but did not see Lin Jian.

In the past, he would sit on the floor in the center of the main hall, but today he is nowhere to be seen.

"Your Majesty?" Zhang Xiuhui looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly-

"Ahh Your Majesty—"

Zhang Xiuhui screamed, and the whole person was picked up by Lin Jian from behind, and then suddenly let go of his hand.

"Afraid to do something? It is me who should be afraid now. I had nightmares again, dreaming that the full moon was full of white hair and walking farther and farther away from me, and no matter how much I called her, she wouldn't stop, and she wouldn't look back at me. And there was a cliff in front of her, and I watched her fall, but there was nothing I could do—"

In the past three years, Lin Jian has had the same dream over and over again.

Zhang Xiuhui settled down and broke free from his arms.

"Your Majesty, you're drunk."

She turned to look at him, and saw that his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with sadness and loneliness, and his ink eyes were shining, but there was no glimmer of light that belonged to her.

"Every time I dream of her, how often do I not get drunk? She's always playing hide and seek with me, and she can't catch her. But every time she can't come, it's you who come, did you drive her away? You say—is it you? Four years ago, how could the prisoner Qiu Jixuan be so bold as to dare to assassinate Lin Dongyao? At that time, almost everyone suspected that I had seized Qiu Jixuan's handle and used her to eradicate Lin Dongyao, and then achieve the goal of splitting the Linghu Marquis Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhang Xiuhui - Is that you? I can't think of anyone but you—"

Lin Jian suddenly grabbed Zhang Xiuhui's arm, and Mo Tong looked at her fixedly.

Zhang Xiuhui shook her head, her expression calm,

"Your Majesty, there are clouds among the people, things can be eaten indiscriminately, and words cannot be spoken indiscriminately. What the concubine wants is the emperor's heart, but the concubine understands better that even if the fox girl is gone, her position in the emperor's mind will only be more unbreakable, and only one who dies but can't get it will be defeated by future generations. ”

Zhang Xiuhui's words, except for her, no one will say anything to Lin Jian.

She is now his right-hand man, an indispensable helper on his path to imperial power. But he has never been able to get close to his heart and occupy a place.

Lin Jian took a step back, sneered and waved his hand,

"I know it's useless to ask you. You can go—I'm going to be alone. ”

"Your Majesty, the concubine will accompany you. It was almost dawn, and the emperor drank the sobering soup and could sleep for a while. Zhang Xiuhui stepped forward and wanted to help Lin Jian, but he was coldly pushed away.

"You are my queen! It's just a queen, this queen's title is for outsiders to see, don't you know? It's been three years, so I don't need to remind you anymore, Zhang, Xiu, and Megumi! Lin Jian said her name word by word. The tone was full of alienation and indifference.

His attitude towards Zhang Xiuhui has always been like this, warm and caring in front of people, and indifferent and alienated in the back.

In the past three years, as the king of a country in Kyoto of the Celestial Empire, he has not been the same for all women, and there are exceptions.

For example, the beauty sent by Dongluo - the white concubine.