Chapter 11 On the Wedding Night, the Ministers of Rebellion
The cold sword passed through her chest, and Xiao Shizhi only frowned.
But when the scent of her blood swept over him, he froze as if he had been struck by lightning.
Xiao Shizhi never knew that he would be so heartbroken one day, his heart was so painful, so painful that he wished that the sword was stabbing at him, and he wanted to kill himself.
He dropped the sword on the ground and hugged her crumblingly tightly.
He knew how heavy his sword was, and he knew that she probably wouldn't survive tonight.
The severe bleeding and sharp pain in her chest made Lime tremble, and she struggled to open her eyes and straighten up so that she could not lose consciousness, he had not yet come, and she could not sleep.
Lime looked at the man who was hugging him tightly, was it him, was he coming? No, it's not him, it's not him.
The pain in her chest grew stronger, and Lime's consciousness became more and more blurred, and everything was still, as if the world had left her.
Her world was very quiet and quiet, everything was quiet, only a grief-stricken male voice kept coming into her ears, "Slim..."
Xian Xian, this name is so familiar, who is he shouting. Oh, she remembered, it was herself, it seemed like no one had mentioned this name for a long, long time, who was he, why did he call himself slender?
"Ah......h
He had always thought that she was dead and that he had no relatives.
He had also fantasized that she was still alive and slim, so she followed behind him and called him "brother, brother".
He even thought that if the sky gave him a chance to be an elder brother, he would be willing to give up everything, money, power, low-hanging fruit, and even hatred.
But now, the sky sent her back to him, but let him end her life with his own hands.
He hated that the heavens treated him so unfairly!
Suddenly, a gust of palm wind struck, slamming heavily on his chest, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a sweet mouth, and flew out upside down in an instant, and the woman in his arms was also held in the arms of the man.
The sudden bump made Lime struggle to open her heavy eyes, and the moment she saw him clearly, Lime's last insistence also dissipated, she used all her strength to raise the corners of her mouth, and whispered in his ear, "You're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time......"
After speaking, she fell into a deep sleep, and her originally stiff body, which lost its strength support, instantly became soft.
"Lime, lime!" Xiu Yi called out to her, his tone full of fear, and he shook her body lightly, but she didn't respond to him
ć Xiu Yi hurriedly took out a brocade box from his arms and fed her a pill. He held her in his arms, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames, "Xiao Shizhi, I don't care who you are, if she has the slightest mistake, I want you to be buried with you!" ā
After speaking, Xiu Yi tightly hugged the woman with a weak breath in his arms, carried light skills, and quickly disappeared into the night.
There was still her strange fragrance in the air, and Xiao Shizhi sat paralyzed on the ground and was silent.
The rebels were captured, Xiao Shiqian was pressed into the prison, and finally Fang Han also left.
Only Xiao Shi was left, in front of this huge Taihe Palace, in the strange fragrance that gradually dissipated with the wind, he did not move for a long time, as if his soul had been sucked away.
Fang Hanping retreated, strolling alone in the imperial city, the cold wind blowing on his face, blowing him more sober. Lime, Slim, whoever she is, she is not his word. Where is his language now?
Fang Han walked and walked, and unconsciously, he had come to the Begonia Palace.
The palace door was ajar, as if inviting him in, and he pushed it open, a scene he was all too familiar with, but the bright red silk stinged his eyes.
Haitang Palace is the dormitory of the mother concubine before her death. He gave her the Begonia Palace because it contained the happiest memories of him and her. But all this is just a scam.
The night breeze blows, with a hint of wine. Fang Han sneered, could it be that there were still people in this Begonia Palace who were like him, heartbroken, and needed to get drunk to save themselves?
Fang Han ignored it, and walked directly to the largest and oldest begonia tree in the Begonia Palace, the aged wine sealed under the tree was specially prepared for her.
Thinking of this, Fang Han sneered again, as if he was laughing at himself, he could mistake others for her, and as if he was blaming himself for losing her.
Approaching the tree, the smell of wine became even stronger, and Fang Han saw a petite figure squatting under the tree from a distance, digging something hard.
A strange thing crossed his heart, as if something tickled his heart, and he stepped forward quickly, finally seeing the figure clearly.
It was a girl in a blue dress, she was full of wine, her face was full of tears, and she was digging hard with her bare hands.
"Who are you? Why are you here? What are you doing? Fang Han squatted down and stretched out his hand to hold the woman's hands stained with dirt, so that she could not continue, but could only raise her head to look at him.
"I, I ......" The woman tilted her head, trying to think about Fang Han's question, that look made people laugh, she thought for a long time and didn't come up with an answer, and finally she was a little anxious, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "I don't know, I don't know!" ā
Fang Han's eyes widened, tears flowed in his eyes, this woman's appearance was the same as when Yu'er was a child.
"Tell me, what are you doing?" Fang Han clenched the hands that resisted him and asked eagerly.
"What am I doing? I'm here... Iā" The woman frowned, thinking hard, but she couldn't remember no matter how much she thought about it.
"Who are you? What is your name? Fang Han asked again.
"I... My name is Manxue... Yes, my name is Manxue. The woman replied with some hesitation, and then confirmed her name.
"Who am I, you look at me, you look at who I am?" Fang Han frowned, eagerly lifted Manxue's cheeks, and asked her to take a good look at herself.
"You are..."Man Xue looked at him very obediently, looked carefully, and after a long time, she said with great certainty, "Brother Han, you are Brother Han." ā
"Yu'er!" Fang Han shouted, this is his language, only Yu'er has called him that, this is really his language!
He could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, tears of excitement dripped down his cheeks, and the joy of losing and regaining it filled his heart in an instant.
Ignoring her struggles, he held her tightly in his arms, as if he would not let go for the rest of his life.
But the woman in her arms did not want to stay in his arms in peace, she kept struggling, trying to get rid of his shackles.
But when she really broke free from his embrace, she stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and her fingertips suddenly hurt with a coldness, Manxue frowned, and raised her hand in front of her in confusion, before she could see clearly, the man in front of her held her wrist and wanted to take her away.
She didn't want to, why did he take her away, why should he? She struggled, trying hard to pull her wrist back. After just two struggles, her world spun around and changed direction.
Fang Han looked at the woman who was beaten by him and hugged in his arms, and sighed, her fingers were already broken, and blood was out, she was still so unaware.
When Fang Han carried her into the inner room, she was already asleep in his arms.
He ordered hot water to be prepared, wiped her body himself, and drugged her worn fingertips.
Then he loosened his clothes, hugged her sleeping and closed his eyes contentedly.
Prison.
Xiao Shiqian leaned against the wall and sat on the ground decadently.
His face was pale, and the blood from the corners of his mouth had congealed.
His mind replayed her heart-rending shout "Don't...", and rushed to him to block the sword for him.
His fist slammed into the ground, why didn't he send more people to take her away, he still underestimated her, and also underestimated his place in her heart.
Knowing that this was the case, he would rather never know her at all.
The chains of the cell door rattled, and the door was opened, and from outside came a man, like him, pale and red-eyed.
"You know she's my sister, you've always known that." Xiao Shizhi approached step by step, and his feelings became more and more irrepressible. Finally, he leaned down and lifted Xiao Shiqian up, grabbed his neck fiercely, and roared loudly, "Why are you hiding it from me? ā
Xiao Shiqian was breathing hard, his face turned red, and he didn't see the slightest resistance.
Xiao Shizhi suddenly let go of his hand, watching Xiao Shiqian slip down the prison wall in despair, he took out a bottle from his arms and threw it on Xiao Shiqian, "You want to die, as you wish." ā
There was another commotion, the cell door was closed, and Xiao Shizhi had already left.
Xiao Shiqian picked up the bottle on the ground and drank it all.
Begonia Palace.
Fang Han got up quietly, covered the quilt for the sleeping woman beside him, and then put on his coat and came to the outer room softly.
As soon as Ying Wei was about to speak, he received Fang Han's signal, lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Shizhi has gone to the Heavenly Prison." The matter of the concubine, the two brothers suffered a big blow, and Xiao relieved him ......"
"That's it." Fang Han interrupted the shadow guard's words, he looked in the direction of the inner room, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Let him go." ā
"The emperor thinks twice!" Ying Wei was very shocked, and said urgently, "Your Majesty, Xiao Shizhi's ......" Before Ying Wei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Han again.
"It's not my place in the first place, so why not give it back to him." Fang Han said, "Stand down." ā
"Yes." The shadow guard stopped talking, but still withdrew.
Fang Han returned to the inner room, lay down beside her gently, hugged her, kissed her lips, and fell asleep peacefully.
In the early morning, before the snow opened her eyes, she felt dizzy and painful.
She rubbed her temples, she had drunk a lot of wine yesterday.
stretched her waist, but she felt that something was wrong with her body, she reached out and touched it, and Manxue was awake in an instant, what about her clothes? Why is there only a close-fitting undershirt left?
Manxue gritted her teeth and turned her head mechanically to look at her side, the bright yellow clothes had already revealed the identity of the man beside her.
Manxue swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned her head to look at the ceiling, took two deep breaths, and slowly moved towards the bed. She moved the general to the side of the bed, and was about to get out of bed quietly, when a large hand grabbed her lower abdomen and dragged her back.
"Where are you going?" Fang Han put his hand in front of her and locked her, with a hazy sleepiness in his voice, seeing that she didn't answer, Fang Han said again, "Sleep with me for a while." ā
Manxue stiffened, not daring to move at all.
Fang Cai's drag made Manxue's already loose underwear fall off in half, and the exposed half of his shoulders at this moment could feel his steady breathing, and the warm breath caressed her back, making her body even more stiff.
Feeling the stiffness of the woman in his arms, Fang Han opened his eyes and saw her crimson ears, Fang Han smiled and landed the kiss on the birthmark on her back shoulder, which caused her to tremble again, and he smiled, "If you can't sleep, I'll chat with you." ā
"Yu'er, I miss you so much." He said.
His words pierced her heart, he missed her, why didn't she miss him?
"What were you doing under the begonia tree last night?" He said again.
What is she doing? She went under the begonia tree last night? All she remembered was sitting in her room and drinking, drinking, and not knowing anything.
Manxue thought hard about it, and vaguely remembered a picture, as if there was a hand holding her hands that were constantly digging in the soil.
"When you were young, you told me that you yearn for Master Zhai's unrestrained life." As he spoke, Fang Han circled her into his arms again, "Yu'er, give me some more time, and we will go and live the life you want." ā
Man Xue was shocked in her heart, did he want to give up the throne for her? She finally moved her stiff body, turned her head, and looked at him incredulously.
It was the first time she had looked at him so closely, at his sword eyebrows, at his affectionate eyes, at the bridge of his nose, and at his thin smiling lips.
He was the same as he had been when he was a child, and she had become unrecognizable to him.
"Now my name is Manxue, and I am a maid in the Guogong Mansion." She looked up into his eyes and said slowly.
He imprinted a kiss on her forehead, took her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Then I will call you Xue'er, in short, you are you." ā
Her tears finally dripped down his chest, and despite her disheveled clothes, she reached out and wrapped her arms around him, pressed her cheek to his chest, and listened to his heartbeat getting faster and faster, and she finally reassured.
After a long time, Fang Han sighed and said helplessly, "If you are like this, I don't guarantee that you won't do any beastly acts." ā
She nestled in his arms, smiling like a flower.