In the huge dormitory, there are a place of glazed floor tiles overflowing with golden light, shining dazzlingly in the morning light. The originally cold dormitory was reluctantly dyed with joy because of the colorful silk cloth embellishment on the white jade pillar, but it was a little lively.

The sandalwood incense lit on the pedestal at some point was smoky, dreamy and illusory, true and false.

I looked at Qi Yan and was shocked by the huge changes in him!

Now he has dull eyes, a scruffy beard, unkempt hair, and no life.

I was stunned for a moment, thinking hard about why Qi Yan, who had the original red tasseled golden crown, was rich and elegant, and showed the bearing of a king in his gestures, why did he become like this?

Although I don't want to admit it, the facts don't allow me to shirk responsibility.

The culprit of all this is me.

Qi Yan retracted his gaze that had been on my face for a long time, and instead put the palm-sized stove in the palm of my hand, and said in a low voice, "You just don't know how to take care of yourself, which god is as cold as you, and you have headaches and heart blockages at every turn?"

"Thank you. I took the gilded jade stove and put it in my arms, and the coldness around me was swept away in an instant.

The repeated heat like silk ribbons haunted me, which made me feel relieved when I was depressed and depressed.

Qi Yan brushed away the autumn dew and frost from my hair, and by the way, "Between you and me, why be polite?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and coughed again, his originally straight back slightly arched.

I patted him on the back to help him breathe, but he grabbed my hand and physically refuted the sympathy I unconsciously expressed.

Qi Yan wiped away the glossy blood on his lips with one hand, and jokingly said, "Don't worry, I won't die now." After all, if I die the day after the wedding, it will confirm your life, and then you will not be wanted. ”

"Don't you talk about 'death' all the time?" I suddenly resented his indifference to death, and in my heart, I always hoped that he would be safe and sound.

Qi Yan bowed slightly, and suddenly put his hand to my heart, "Human desires are really endless. I originally thought that if I could marry you in this life, I would die without regrets. But now, I long for your heart to beat for me. ”

He saw that I did not hide from his hand, but he saw through the anguish in my heart, and his eyes became even more sparse, and after a moment he quietly withdrew his hand.

He turned his back and asked me again, "Ge'er, do you regret marrying me? If it weren't for me, you would have flown with Prince Rong right now!"

"No regrets. An enviable marriage not only needs to be affectionate, but also needs to be just the right time. The time of my appearance is ridiculously wrong, and my very hard life is not a good person for Prince Rong. At the wrong time, meeting the wrong person, adding mistakes to mistakes, is destined to not be together. ”

I had imagined that if there was no Qi Yan, would the relationship between me and Rong Ji be smoother?

The answer is no.

If it weren't for Qi Yan, I would never have survived to this day under the tight pressure of the dance. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you may lose yourself in the bewitchment of the heavens, and live meaninglessly like a walking corpse.

"The wrong time, the wrong person......"

Qi Yan was like a heavy blow, and sat down in front of the desk in a daze, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

When he looked up at me, there were tears in his deep eyes under his long eyelashes.

"I thought it would have been different if I had known you before he did. As far as you are concerned, I am the one who is wrong, and whenever it appears, it is all wrong and wrong!"

He was so emotional that I didn't know how to face him or comfort him.

"Qi Yan, the wrong person is not you, it's me. "I returned the gilded jade stove in my arms to Qi Yan.

The heat in the stove, in addition to the faint smell of ambergris, is also mixed with a faint smell of blood, as expected, Qi Yan should have dug out his heart and put it in the furnace!

"Even my heart, have you abandoned it like a shoe?" Qi Yan covered his heart with one hand and strode towards me.

He was condescending, with a slight anger in his blade-like indifferent eyes, as if he wanted to tear me apart.

I forgot to be afraid, and somehow, my eyes went black and I fell into endless darkness again.

When I woke up leisurely, Qi Yan only left a letter of resignation next to my pillow, and he himself was long gone.

I clutched my aching head and tried to remember what had happened after I fell unconscious, but my mind was blank and I couldn't remember anything.

"Queen Mother, you're finally awake!" After a while, two soft-spoken palace maids walked into the hall.

They waited cautiously for me to change my clothes and hair, and did not mention Qi Yan's whereabouts.

"What about the emperor?" I asked in a cold voice as I looked at the timid palace maid in the bronze mirror.

"Queen Qiyu, the emperor has taken the generals to the paddock to hunt yesterday, and it should not be possible to come back in ten days and half a month. ”

He must have been deliberately avoiding me.

I clutched the letter of resignation left by Qi Yan with both hands, and I was not relieved to regain my freedom. After all, the shackles that have always bound me are not only Qi Yan's unrequited efforts, but also the guilt in my heart that is enough to bury me.

Outside the hall, a group of young palace maids gathered in groups, whispering about the affairs of the court.

"Have you heard? Prince Rong is seriously ill and will die soon!"

It is rumored that Prince Rong admires the queen very much, but the queen dislikes Prince Rong's broken leg and resolutely marries the emperor. Only seven days after the emperor's wedding, Prince Rong was terminally ill, presumably because of lovesickness. ”

"Be quiet! The queen mother of the East Palace is not simple! While pestering the emperor, she broke the connection with Prince Rong, no, the emperor was also so angry that she left the palace to hunt. ”

.........

Inside and outside the palace, almost everyone regarded me as a vixen with superb means, eating in the bowl and looking at the pot.

However, I don't care what they think. They are not me, how can they understand my dilemma?

Right now, I'm more concerned about the body of tolerance.

He was seriously injured and extremely weak. Even a small wind chill can be fatal to him.

No, I have to go see him!

When the twilight was dull, I quietly changed into a eunuch costume, and with great effort, I finally understood the intricate map of the palace, and walked for most of the night, dragging my legs as heavy as lead, and finally walked out of the palace.

Xu is Qi Yan is not in the palace, so the guards at the palace gate have been much lax, and they have not seriously verified my identity, so they hurriedly let me go.

Or perhaps, it was Qi Yan who deliberately asked me to leave, so as to fulfill me and tolerance.