Chapter Twenty-Three: I Want to Be Selfish
The sound of the rain slapped against the eaves outside the window, and Eleven stood in front of the window, looking at the vast rain and fog outside, and the rain hit her outstretched palm, and the slightest coolness flowed into her heart.
The jade bracelet swayed from wrist to wrist, inadvertently obscuring a slender scar there.
"The child is mine."
Qin Moyan's words kept echoing in his ears.
Between her and him, did it become a mistake after all?
For him, this marriage is not a favor, but a persecution.
How painful it must be to be forced to marry a woman you don't love, and let your beloved woman suffer such a big injury?
What to do? Leave?
Eleven smiled inched, this is the red thread she tied with her own hands, can it be cut? She wants to be selfish, too.
Under the silver moonlight, Eleven's beautiful side face was in the light and shadow, so dazzling, it was indeed full of desolation.
Qin Moyan stood at the door, his defenseless heart, trembling for a moment, looking at her, his heart was in turmoil, his heart seemed to be holding a breath and couldn't vent, and the fists of his hands were clenched together.
"Princess."
There were a few exclamations, I don't know if it was Frost'er or who's, everyone ran over, and finally was preempted by a figure as fast as lightning.
Qin Moyan's hand wrapped around Eleven's waist, and it was a kind of domineering that could not be refused, and he hugged her tightly into his arms.
Eleven looked at him, silently adjusting her breathing, the air flow churning in her heart was suppressed, she slowly turned sideways, trying to leave his embrace: "Pony, I'm fine, let it go." ”
The broad palm was raised, and the fingers gently touched the corners of Eleven's lips, and a touch of red infected Qin Moyan's fingertips.
Qin Moyan even felt a trace of fear in the scene just now, for some reason, the white figure began to shake, looking at her clutching her chest with a painful face, red blood spilling out of the corners of her lips, and his body rushed over completely uncontrollably.
"Why is this happening?" Qin Moyan's brows were furrowed very tightly, even if his body was weak, this would definitely not be a normal performance.
"It's okay, I'm afraid I didn't rest well last night, and I have some qi and blood retrograde today." Eleven looked sideways at Frost behind her, her eyes were a little uneasy, and she wanted her to come up quickly.
"Horse, the princess is afraid that she is tired, so the slave and maid will help the princess to rest." Shuang'er received the message and immediately ran up, she reached out and wanted to take Eleven from Qin Moyan's hand.
Qin Moyan didn't move, the strength in his hand didn't weaken in the slightest, he looked at the person in front of him, wanting to explore the truth of her words from her words, the skin under his hands was so cold, even the originally ruddy lips were faintly purple.
"Ahh With Eleven's exclamation, no one expected Qin Moyan to directly raise his hand and hug her, he turned around and walked in the direction of the bedroom familiarly.
Hearing the sound, Xuan'er and Yan'er looked at the scene in front of them and stopped their steps and didn't dare to step forward, so they could only look at Shuang'er who was following them suspiciously.
In the current situation, Shuang'er doesn't understand, what is this colt going to do? Is it the illness or something that caused the princess to vomit blood? In short, there is no choice but to follow.
Eleven was gently placed on the bed, Qin Moyan tucked the quilt for her, the whole process Eleven was completely stunned, watching him sit at the end of the bed, there was no intention of leaving, she didn't understand what he was going to do?
"That you, Frost, aren't you?" Qin Moyan raised his hand and pointed at the person standing at the door, this is the oldest and the most contacted, he still knows it.
"The colt, the slave is here."
"Go get some charcoal basins and raise the temperature in the house."
"Yes."
It's only autumn now, and it's not the time to raise the charcoal fire, but Qin Moyan always feels that the eleventh in front of him is already too cold.
"Colt." Eleven called softly, "Are you looking for me?" ”
"It's okay, can't you come?" Qin Moyan was a little displeased when asked, "This is my room, isn't it?" Princess. ”
Eleven's body shrank into the quilt, although he was right, but since he got married, he has never stepped into the door half a step.
"Donkey, Miss Liu's poison is indeed not easy to solve, if it is right, it should be taken the Ecstasy Pill." Eleven thought for a while and said, "The Ecstasy Pill is made of three insects, and you must find the three herbs that are compatible with it to detoxify, but Miss Liu is pregnant, and she doesn't dare to try it easily, because the medicine is always bad for the fetus." ”
Will come to her, there should always be something, this should be the thing he is most concerned about now, Eleven truthfully explained to him the diagnosis of Liu Ruyan.
She crackled at him and said a lot of words, and she really felt Qin Moyan's reaction, he just looked at her silently, completely unaware of what he was thinking?
Shuang'er was also fast, and she didn't know where she got the charcoal fire, she commanded the guards to move the charcoal basin in, and the fiery red charcoal fire burned vigorously, and the temperature of the whole room was hot.
Qin Moyan reached out and pulled Eleven's palm out of the quilt, he carefully rubbed it in his palm, although it was not as cold as just now, but it was not much better, obviously he was a little sweaty and hot, why was it still so?
"Horse, this is natural, I stayed in the belly of the emperor for a long time when I was born."
Eleven knew that he wanted to warm her, but her coldness was penetrating to the bones, and her current body was no longer warm up by this mere charcoal.
Born?
-When he was born in Eleven of that year, his whole body was purple and almost disappeared. -
The words of the Emperor Taishang before suddenly appeared in Qin Moyan's ears.
"Is there anything else besides the coldness of the body?" Finally Qin Moyan spoke, and he raised his eyes to look at Eleven.
At this moment, Shuang'er and her subordinates all retreated, the door had been closed, Eleven looked at him, and Qin Moyan's eyes were so serious in the firelight.