Chapter Forty-Six: He'll Pull Her Back
Weiyang Palace half a year ago.
Emperor Zhao dragged his bloated body and came in from the outside in a hurry, and the big eunuch Yuan Dao next to him trotted to follow, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the county lord is already fine." ”
However, Emperor Zhao didn't hear Yuan Dao's voice, entered Weiyang Palace, didn't even look at the queen, and went straight to the house.
"Youhuan, my good niece, who hurt you" Emperor Zhao stood beside the bed, looking at the bloodless person with a look of anxiety.
Youhuan opened his eyes weakly and looked at Emperor Zhao with sickly deer eyes, and Emperor Zhao swallowed his saliva, his eyes full of fascination.
Youhuan cried whining, the pear blossom brought the rain so pitiful, and it made Emperor Zhao feel distressed, "Good niece, don't cry, what grievances have you suffered and tell the imperial uncle, the imperial uncle will be the master for you." ”
You Huan waited for Emperor Zhao's words, she sobbed and said: "You Huan is so painful, it's the full moon that wants to harm me, she must have poisoned my diet." ”
Emperor Zhao was stunned for a moment, he looked like he was swearing just now, but now he became hesitant again.
He had also seen the full moon of the medical woman in the Tai Hospital, and he was still thinking of filling the full moon into the harem after a while, "This ...... Youhuan, how could the full moon poison you, is there something wrong? ”
"It's her, I don't care, Uncle Huang wants to make decisions for me." Youhuan has a tough attitude and won't give in half a step.
Emperor Zhao weighed it in his heart, and finally decided to give up the full moon, he didn't need to let Youhuan alienate him for the sake of a full moon.
In the end, the full moon was expelled from the palace by Emperor Zhao, and he was never allowed to set foot in the capital for half a step.
When Yu Huan learned the news from the palace mouth, he was pruning the moon season in the garden of Weiyang Palace.
The black hair was like ink, the thin figure was wrapped in a white cloak, the skin was cold and white, as if he could see the pale cyan veins below, and the whole person was like a lifeless delicate puppet.
As soon as Youhuan went down with scissors, the big blooming moon flower fell to the ground, but instead of being pitied, she was ruthlessly stepped on by the embroidered shoes.
"Stand down, no one is allowed to come in without my orders."
Youhuan closed the door, leaned her back against the fan, her body slowly slid down, and she knelt on the ground, her hands tightly clutching the placket of her chest.
Gasping for breath, her vision was blurry, as if there were thousands of insects and ants gnawing at her.
Youhuan fell to the cold ground, the corners of her mouth were bitten out of blood, and she was unbearable to roll, wanting to shout but afraid of alarming others.
She wants to quit drunken dreams...... Be sure to quit......
"Ah......" When the pain was extreme, Youhuan woke up groggily, and the whole person was soaked in cold sweat as if he had been fished out of water.
Her fingertips were blurred by her grasp, and there was no sound in the huge room.
She was thinking, is she still alive? Is this still a human being?
Youhuan soaked her two white hands in the lake water, but no matter how she washed them, she felt so dirty. My body was so cold that I couldn't stop shivering.
The shadows cast by the leaves above her head cut her off from the light, and Youhuan crouched by the lake, her eyes lowered, her eyes glazed over.
The dark, calm surface of the water seemed to her to roll up a whirlpool that was about to suck her in.
Mingxiang behind her didn't notice anything unusual, and Youhuan slowly leaned down.
"It's the second time, Baili Youhuan."
There was still one foot left near the abyss, and suddenly he was pulled back to the world.
It was as if no matter how many times, he would pull her back.