"Beauty, you..."

Xiong Huai was not sluggish, and immediately figured out Wei Meiren's thoughts, she was afraid, afraid that the King of Chu would see her now.

Xiong Huai can't imagine what a peerless beauty with heavenly resources looks like without a nose.

At least in the forty years of his predecessor's career, he has never seen a person without a nose, and his short twenty years of life, living in a modern era where there is only imprisonment and the death penalty, is even more unheard of, what kind of metamorphosis it would be for a person to suddenly lose his nose.

recalled the elegance of Wei Meiren in the past, recalled the youthful vitality of Wei Meiren when she first arrived in the Chu Palace, recalled Wei Meiren's smile in the past, remembered Wei Meiren's current situation, remembered the sound of the piano just now, and remembered Wei Meiren's poem just now, and suddenly felt pity in my heart.

Since Wei Meiren didn't want to see him, didn't want him to see her now, Xiong Huai had no choice but to leave. But the hole left by the predecessor must not be filled, otherwise it will be difficult to feel at ease, and sigh: "In the past, the widow misheard the slander, this is the widow's right, take care of the beauty, and I will see you again in the future." ”

"King, you..." Wei Meiren was shocked by Xiong Huai's confession.

As the daughter of the King of Wei, she is naturally not an illiterate person, she is full of poetry and books, and she naturally knows that since ancient times, she has emphasized the divine right of the monarch, as the king of a country, who can bow his head to others and admit his mistakes, there is only one Jin Mourning Duke, because of the fault of Wei Jiang, and admit his mistake to Wei Jiang, the ancestor of Wei.

In addition, let alone admitting mistakes to women, it is very rare to admit mistakes to nobles.

In this period, the status of women is low, there are no human rights at all, and life and death are all in the hands of people.

Now that the king of a country has apologized to her as a woman, this kind of treatment is even more ancient, and Wei Meiren's resentment against the king of Chu suddenly dissipated, and all of them were concentrated on the villain Zheng Sleeve, who was slandering.

"The King..."

Wei Meiren cried speechlessly, crying sadly, which made Xiong Huai uncomfortable, especially since all this was caused by his predecessor, and when he got his ex's body and memory, he naturally had to bear the responsibility of his predecessor.

It's just that now it's the Warring States Period, and even Hua Tuo, the first person who is proficient in surgery, will have to wait hundreds of years to be born, how can he put Wei Meiren's nose back.

The nose was cut off, and it could never be put back in.

Thinking of this, Xiong Huai felt shameless to see Wei Meiren again, and he couldn't stay in Wei Meiren's palace anymore, so he turned around and was about to leave.

"Bang"

"Bell"

"Oops!" Xiong Huai covered his face and let out a cry of pain, just now he seemed to hit the wall.

In the Warring States period, when night lighting could only rely on the moon and lights, after Wei Meiren blew out the oil lamp, Xiong Huai instantly became a blind man.

"How are you, King?" Wei Meiren asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I hit the wall, I didn't get hurt." Xiong Huai comforted.

"Don't move, don't move, the concubine will light the lamp immediately." Hearing this, Wei Meiren immediately got up and walked towards the place where she had placed the flint.

Unlike Xiong Huai's strangeness, Wei Meiren has lived here alone for several years, and even with her eyes closed, she can move freely.

"No need, the widow can." Xiong Huai said strongly.

Although neither the predecessor nor Xiong Huai had lit the fire by themselves, it is still clear how to light the fire in this era.

A flint stone made of flint, plus a piece of iron, is rubbed to make a fire by striking, impacting, scraping, etc., which is very troublesome. Even if you are a journeyman, if you are unlucky, you can't easily light the fire.

Xiong Huai stood up in the dark, and for a while he couldn't distinguish between southeast and northwest, so he could only stretch out his hands and put them on his chest, while groping forward.

One, two, three, four steps.

After walking four or five steps in a row, Xiong Huai's hands still didn't touch anything, and the front was empty.

Suddenly, there was a sound of quick footsteps, Xiong Huai immediately stood still, so as not to collide with Wei Meiren, and no, a figure appeared in Xiong Huai's induction and collided directly in his direction.

"The widow is in front." Xiong Huai reminded him.

"What?" Just when Wei Meiren was puzzled, she felt a motionless figure appear in front of her, although she immediately stopped, but due to inertia, she still inevitably took a small step forward again and crashed into Xiong Huai's arms.

The beauty entered her arms, Xiong Huai first felt a familiar faint fragrance coming to her face, and then Wei Meiren's body came up.

Out of instinct, Xiong Huai stretched out a hand to hold Wei Meiren's slender waist, held Wei Meiren in his arms, and passed a majestic touch on his chest, and his predecessor's memory of Wei Meiren suddenly emerged. ”

"No, my lord, I have changed, and you have also changed, my king, we have all changed." Wei Meiren sobbed.

Since beating Wei Meiren and Xiong Huai to speak, he basically hasn't stopped crying, and Xiong Huai's heart is broken when he hears it. The predecessor's memories of Wei Meiren all came out, all the laughter of Wei Meiren in the past, all Wei Meiren's delicate face, and all Wei Meiren's beautiful figure.

"Beauty, you have changed, you have become taller than before, in the past, when I held you, your head could only rest on my chest, and now, beauty, you can lean on my shoulder." Xiong Huai felt the beauty in his arms and said, "Now you have grown taller and grown up." ”

"Years have passed, and now I'm no longer with me." Xiong Huai was full of emotion and said: "But one thing has not changed, that is, I still have feelings for you." ”

Xiong Huai went to Wei Meiren's kiss, but it turned out to be just a kiss of a soaked silk scarf, the taste was a little salty and a little astringent, this is a painful taste, needless to say, this soaked silk scarf must have been wet by Wei Meiren's tears, Xiong Huai's heart suddenly cut like a knife, thinking of the peerless beauty of the past, now washing her face with tears all day long, her heart is painful, full of dissatisfaction with Zheng Sleeve's viciousness, full of dissatisfaction with the rash and impulsive of her predecessor.

Cutting off Wei Meiren's nose will hit her hard, just look at how she stays alone in her palace late at night, and she has to cover her face with a silk scarf.

It's not that you've been hit to the extreme, it's not that you're inferior, and you won't behave like this.

"Don't, King..." Wei Meiren felt Xiong Huai's head leaning over, Xiong Huai's lips were imprinted on her face through the wet silk scarf, and she immediately leaned back, trying to break free from Xiong Huai's embrace.

Feeling Wei Meiren's struggle, Xiong Huai hugged her domineeringly, as if he wanted to integrate Wei Meiren's body into his own body, and wanted to use his warm embrace to help Wei Meiren's injured heart.

At this moment, Xiong Huai's heart was full of pity.

"The King..."

"Beauty..."