(Girls' Literature)

Tian Xiuyi and Zhao Chengyu insisted on staying for dinner. It's hard for me to get rid of it. As a result, they pulled their eyes from side to side, but glanced at the palace gate from time to time. is obviously waiting for Jun Mochen. I see it in my eyes. Gradually, I couldn't support it. The face burned. Presumably it's fever again.

Seeing that they still had no intention of leaving. I looked at Rulan pleadingly.

Rulan will know. "Girl. You haven't taken your medicine yet. ”

I found the reason. I will be above board. "I had a great conversation with the two nobles. I should have sat down more. It's just that I'm still sick and need to take medicine. I'm afraid of being sick to the two nobles. Lunch is almost ready. also went to invite the emperor. If the two do not give up. Rouge gouache is prepared in the side hall. Dignitaries can go and dress up. Dumping Yan is out of company here. ”

They wish I had said that. Smiled and answered. Qin Ge led the way to the side hall.

I collapsed on the couch. His eyes were moist but he wanted to cry without tears.

Rulan said timidly. "Sister. I don't know if they're going to stay. Anyway, how can a palace concubine be as scoundrel as a market woman. ”

The women in the palace pointed to Jun Mochen's grace. What is the importance of the face compared to the thousand graces of the revered.

I can't do anything. "What's this worth. After a while they ran out of food. You remember to invite Jun Mochen in. ”

Smart as Jun Mochen. No matter what I do, I can't hide it from him. It's better to ask him straight to the point how he plans to deal with the Jiangdong disaster.

Rulan was unwilling. "Sister. This is our palace. Why did the emperor come over to eat at a cheap price? ”

"Do you want me to sit at the table with them? I can't do it. "Keep your face on the pillow. Unprovoked discomfort in my heart.

Rulan had no choice but to respond. Suddenly, there was an "ahhh I feel very annoyed for no reason. Impatient. "What's wrong again."

Rulan said in a panic. "My sister's medicine really doesn't work. Rulan was damn forgetful. After a while, Aunt Qiaohe should talk about me again. My sister is thinking about me. I'm going to heat up the medicine. You're drinking. ”

I'll take a look. Sure enough, the medicine is still on the table. A bowl of jet black. It's already cold. I took it with my hand. I don't think about it. Drink it in one gulp.

Rulan was stunned. I didn't react until I put the medicine bowl on the table. As if I was about to cry. "Sister, hey. What are you doing. How can anyone drink medicine like this? What is the use of drinking this medicine or not. Why do you bother to practice your body? ”

That medicine was really bitter. I didn't feel it when I took a sip before. The bitterness comes back from the bottom of the stomach. It's really miserable. It's like screaming. I forced a laugh. "It's fine. I don't tell Qiaohe. You go down first. I want to sleep alone. ”

"Sister, is she uncomfortable again?" Rulan became worried. "I'll go and ask the Imperial Doctor to come and have a look."

I lay down on the couch by myself. "No need. I'll just get some sleep. Go for yourself. Just don't bother me. ”

I don't know if the medicine is too bitter. As soon as he turned around, tears fell. Listening to Rulan, she sang and retreated. The door closed with a soft sound.

In the quiet of the palace. I stared at the carved flowers on the beams. I only feel that the bitterness in my mouth lasts for a long time. Little by little, it spread to my heart.

After such a long time, when I heard that name from the mouth of others, I was still distracted for a moment. I hated and resented him. But he couldn't put his mind to look at it like an enemy.

I know that the sadness at this time is not for Yan Yi. But if it's for Jun Mochen. How about him? It doesn't seem to have to.

He's so ruthless. I forgot that he was the monarch of Dachen. He is a god worshiped by the people. I was dazzled by his pampering. I thought he had always been so gentle and gentle. But he forgot how the blood stained the Miyagi of Ling Kingdom when his iron horse stepped into Kyoto.

Only now do I realize how wrong I am. He is Jun Mochen. It's not King Zhou You, it's not King Shang, it's not Tang Xuanzong. Won't throw away armor for the sake of a woman. He is always cold and self-controlled.

Men have always been cold. Not to mention him as an emperor.

I would cry and laugh. The heart is full of joy and sorrow. Uncomfortable tight.

I don't know how long it took. The door slammed. Footsteps followed.

I thought it was Rulan. And don't look back. I didn't say angrily. "Didn't you say that you wouldn't be disturbed? You're deaf. ”

"Ho. The girl has such a big temper. ”

I was stunned. Subconsciously turn your head to look at the source of the sound.

Jun Mochen stood on the ground and looked at me with a smile. The smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. It's like quenching ice. It's inexplicably flustering.

He frowned. "What are you crying about?"

I raised my hand and hurriedly wiped away my tears. "Didn't you go to dinner? Why is this coming? ”

Jun Mochen had already taken three steps and made two steps to come to his side. No airway. "Who told you to keep them for dinner? I don't accept your affection from them. I don't like it. ”

I silently turned sideways to avoid him. Jun Mochen paused, didn't care much, and sat closer again. "Why is your face so red. But I had a fever again. As he spoke, he reached out to test the temperature on his forehead.

I pursed my lips and dodged again. "I'm fine."

Jun Mochen sensed something. frowned sharply. "Are you awkward or what did they tell you?"

I looked up at him. His eyes were bloodshot. This will be even more terrifying with anger.

I shook my head slightly. They didn't say anything. I'm just not feeling well......"

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Before I could finish speaking, Jun Mochen interrupted. "It's Yan Yi, isn't it?"

I feel aggrieved in my heart. The tone was not good for a while. "You can't ignore the thousands of people in Jiangdong just because Yan Yi is alone. Why don't you ignore the disaster in Koto? It's also Dachen's land......"

I could feel the anger growing in him. The voice grew deeper.

reacted to what he said. I really want to grab the ground with my head and die when I get on the ground. Some things are sad to ask again. But if you say it, nothing is different.

I hung my head again in silence. Suddenly, there was a loud bang in my ears. I was unprepared. I was scared of a spirit.

Only then did he find that Jun Mochen had swept all the tea sets on the table in the room. Suddenly, broken porcelain was everywhere. It's a mess. The sound alarmed Qi Fu outside the door. Knock cautiously. "The Emperor's ......"

"Get out."

There was no sound outside the door. Jun Mochen turned to me again.

"In the end, it's still Yan Yi. I don't know when you were so worried about the world. He can't ignore the thousands of people in Jiangdong because he is alone. Scold. Good high-sounding reasons. ”

I bit my lower lip and was secretly annoyed. At this point, no matter what I say, he will not believe it.

"I'm not as good to you as good as his name these days, isn't it?" Jun Mochen roared angrily. Anger burned his eyes red. "Yes. I'm going to deal with him. What can you do to me. ”

His body trembled for a while. In the end, it still angered him. It's been a long time since I've seen him in such a rage. I was scared. I regretted it too. I'm afraid he'll hate me from now on. I'm afraid we won't even have this last time of peace. Afraid that he would be angry and deal with Yan Yi seriously. That Zhuang Yi's endurance and humiliation over the years have been in vain.

I winced and tugged at his sleeve. "Jun Mochen. Not what you think. Don't be angry...... "I couldn't stop crying. Only he tugged at his sleeve tightly. It's like grasping at a life-saving straw. "I know you're good to me...... I know...... I always knew ......"

"Then you tell me. What are you for. Don't say anything for the people of Jiangdong. Only a fool will believe it. Jun Mochen seemed to be suppressing himself. Breathe deeply.

For what. Yan Yi is my general Ling Guo. Can I say it's for the restoration of the country? I'm afraid that this answer is more likely to anger Jun Mochen than for Yan Yi. I had no choice but to remain silent.

Jun Mochen suddenly went crazy and hugged me and pushed me down on the couch. I didn't have time to catch myself off and slammed into the couch. A wave of dizziness. Jun Mochen's kiss was pressed down hotly. The buttons on the placket of the chest were stretched one by one. Tears fell on the hot cheeks. I just felt that the whole person was burned by the raging fire.

Jun Mochen is like a mountain. You can't push it, you can't dodge. His fingers roamed and wandered around his body, but he had lost all of his former gentleness. As if it was just venting or asserting sovereignty.

And then there was no trace of foreplay. I hunched over in pain. The nails were stuck in the flesh of his back. He lunged hard again and again. It doesn't matter if I'm in pain or not. I just felt like my body was going to be shattered.

There is more of a grievance in the pain. And this grievance is unspeakable.

The body is fluttering. It seems to have become a rootless duckweed, only a man clinging to his body tightly.

Sweat blends. Tears fell again and again. He kissed him little by little.

I passed out and woke up again and again. The brain went from wakefulness to drowsiness. Sober again.

He seemed to be tireless. Such a long time. The anger in his body did not subside for half a minute. The eunuch outside the door reminded Jun Mochen who was in anger twice to be pulled down and beheaded. No one dared to persuade him anymore.

I opened my eyes from the sweat. Even the voice exudes a weakness. Struggled. "You said that...... Lifelong appointments...... Forever...... Get married...... Isn't it...... Don't count. ”

Jun Mochen stopped suddenly. There was no movement. The eyes wrapped in lust instantly returned to clarity. I looked up at him with hazy teary eyes. Stubbornly wanting a reply. Tears poured out without warning. "You're tired of me, aren't you?"

"Do not count. Not in me, but in you. Jun Mochen's voice was unexpectedly indifferent.

It was like a dagger stuck in my heart. Blood was dripping when it was drawn.

He left my body. Sit aside. That cold gaze seemed to be looking at an inconsequential object. From there, I don't seem to be able to find the gentleness of the past.

Jun Mochen spoke coldly. "Then tell me. Singing the breeze for the gentleman's light makeup. What is the meaning. ”

I was stunned for a moment. These were not the words he had sent Qi Fu to deliver that day. And the sentence I picked up. I was puzzled. "Don't you know?"

Jun Mochen didn't know when there was an extra page in his hand. Coldly threw it over. The page fell leisurely on the pillow.

I picked it up. Open it.

Instantly, the pupils widened.