The man in front of her breathed long and evenly, and he was in a sleeping position, as if those heartbreaking memories were just her own vain nightmares.

Both of them moved slightly, and a tingling pain came from their left arm.

It turned out that it was not a dream.

Looking at the bandaged arm, the blood was a reminder of how ruthless he was to himself.

He fornicated with others in front of her.

It's dirty.

It's really dirty.

She could never forgive, ever.

Both smiled sadly, before entering the palace, she thought she was ready, invulnerable, and invulnerable.

But when she saw him kiss the woman, her heart seemed to be torn apart.

She overestimated herself too much.

That's her husband! A man who wants to get along with each other in this life, how can he treat himself so cruelly.

He said that she, like the women, was his bed-warmer......

It's ridiculous, the dignified princess of the East Palace, who has the right to govern, but in front of him is just a slave, kneeling when she says she will kneel, and she will be beaten when she says she will be beaten.

It's she who shouldn't be loved.

She shouldn't have hesitated to hold his hand when he stretched it out.

She mistakenly thought that the gentle advice on the Temple of Heaven was to take care of herself, and that they were just teasing her with a little trick.

It's her self-righteousness, it's her self-inflicted affection.

The heartache spread to the limbs and bones, outweighed the pain in the body.

She wanted to pull his hand away from him. But she didn't have the strength, so she could only squirm back slightly.

Shen Mushi noticed the movement in his arms, immediately opened his eyes, and when he saw her awake, he smiled lightly: "Are you awake?" ”

Shuangshuang frowned at his smiling face and turned his head to look away, looking like he didn't want to see him.

Shen Mushi was still a little weak about his atrocities a few days ago, and he didn't care about her rudeness, so he pretended not to care and asked:

"Does it still hurt? Hungry or not? I'll have someone pass the meal. He asked a few words in a row, and when he saw that she was silent, he coughed lightly in embarrassment. After that, he carefully got up and entered the hall with her in his arms, and the whole process was light-hearted, fearing that he would accidentally hurt her arm again.

Turning to look out the window, the sky was dim, but he didn't hear the sound of the drums.

He opened the curtain of azure embroidered bamboo and called Yanxi to come and serve.

Taking advantage of Shen Mushi and Yanxi talking, they both carefully looked at the place where she was staying now.

It's much more than the Warm Pavilion, and the dress is much simpler than her room, presumably the prince's room.

The azure translucent curtain hangs down from the bedpost, and I don't know what material it is, even if there is no light in the room, you can still see the gorgeous dougong and caisson.

There were light boxes hanging on the walls around them, but all of them were extinguished.

Only a silk lantern painted with flowers and birds is lit, and the bed is dim and empty, intertwined with the light and shade of the lantern.

The curtain was lifted again, and Shen Mushi stood in front of her with a light smile. He was about to reach out and touch her forehead, but he reflexively ducked back, not turning his head, and raising his right hand to cover it.

Shen Mushi saw her frightened face, his expression darkened, and he said lightly in a dumb voice: "I just want to see if you still burn it." ”

Both were completely unconvinced, still cowering there and staring at him warily.

Shen Mushi saw that she was like a frightened bird, and there was a depressed breath in her chest.

Pulling back his hand that had stopped in mid-air, he turned to the table and poured a cup of tea.

"Drink water." Shen Mushi held the moon white jade cup, put it to his mouth and blew it, and waited for the tea to cool down before handing it to Shuangshuang with both hands.

When both of them are asleep, they can't be fed water. After sleeping for most of the day, except for drinking medicine, she was already thirsty before she ate a drop of water. After hesitating for a while, he finally lost to instinct, and his onion-like jade fingers stretched out to catch it, but he trembled and couldn't catch it.

"Don't have the strength?" Shen Mushi asked with concern.

Shuangshuang ignored him and prepared to get up and get closer to pick him up.

Shen Mushi moved faster, wrapped one hand around her waist, and with the other hand, brought the jade cup close to her lips, and slowly fed her to drink.

After drinking the water and regaining his strength, both tried hard to break free from his embrace, but Shen Mushi didn't let go, and hugged her harder.

She was like a gambling child, and she couldn't get rid of it, so she simply closed her eyes and didn't look at him.

Shen Mushi just hugged her like this, and the two fell into a stalemate.

Shen Mushi didn't want to let go.

Judging from Fang Cai's reaction, he knew that he had scared her that day.

But her expression was so cold that he couldn't figure out Shuangshuang's temper, whether he was afraid of him or angry with him.

He still remembered the first time he saw her, weak and delicate, delicate and clear as morning dew, like a delicate porcelain doll, one accidentally will break. She was dressed in a thin single, shivering from the cold early in the morning, and he couldn't bear it, so he took off his robe and draped it over her without thinking about it.

On the day of the wedding, she looked around stupidly, and the phoenix crown on her head knocked on it, which also knocked his heart.

As he practiced his sword, she leaned against the lattice with her cheeks crimson and stared at herself, her expression was so gentle and obsessive, that moment he was so happy and proud that he couldn't help but tease her in the bath.

He asked her to brush his back, and when she saw her ugly scar, she not only didn't dislike it, but also felt sorry for him for a while.

In that year, he had just been canonized as the crown prince and participated in the autumn hunt in Shanglin Yuan with other princes.

He was concentrating on chasing the roe deer in front of him without distraction, not thinking that someone would assassinate him in front of everyone. The poisoned arrow pierced his chest with an arrow, if he hadn't practiced martial arts since he was a child, his physical strength was different from ordinary people, and he was in a coma for a few days and walked away in the ghost gate, and now his soul has already returned to hate.

After meeting her, his heart was being conquered little by little.

But he is the crown prince.

Over the years, there have always been only a lot of people who want his life.

He was afraid.

He knew what the purpose of every woman approaching him was, except for his power, which was the meticulous work that someone manipulated behind him.

He thought that Lu Shuangshuang was approaching him for the power of the Lu family, until that day she trespassed into the Hanxian Palace, which made him furious: it turned out that she was not only for the power of the Lu family, but also for the unique favor.

Shen Mushi can turn a blind eye to many things, but only the harem uses tricks to compete for favor, not good.

A man's hesitation can't make a big deal, while a woman's jealousy can directly ruin a man.

He knows what kind of person he wants to set up the queen, which is why he has never given Xiaoshuang an identity, in addition to his family background, Xiaoshuang's character is not even qualified to be a side concubine.

The anger that day was because she kept contradicting herself, making him lose face.

When she gritted her teeth and said that she was not uncommon to be the crown princess, his heart was full of anger and disappointment.

What's more, Xiaoshuang is just a concubine, so why did she go to Hanxian Hall to show off her might?

I don't know how to advance or retreat, and I don't know how to do it.

What he can be sure of now is that she is not a fine worker, and even if she is, he knows how to make her turn against her.

What he never expected was that not only was she not meticulous, but she also abandoned him and the position of this crown princess like a contempt!

He completely lost his mind, and made sarcastic remarks to her, bitter and mean, and injured her completely

It wasn't until she was unconscious and sick that his heart began to ache.

Shen Mushi was enlightened:

It turned out that she had already taken her heart and trampled on it without care.

It turned out that he had delivered his sincerity first, but he was ruthlessly despised.

Staying alone in the library for a few days, he thought about it repeatedly and laughed several times.

laughed at herself that she was not her lover, and laughed at the position of the prince that everyone wanted to take over, which was as cheap as grass in her eyes.

For so many years, he has only himself, at the peak of ten thousand people under one person, and the height is unbearable.

Living in the magnificent heavy pavilion Qihu, in the palace with hanging eaves, brocade clothes and jade food, countless beauties, it seems to be better than all the people, but the heart is so poor and pitiful, there is nothing to rely on.

She whispered in her dreams and wanted to go home.

If she wasn't the crown princess, he could send her away just like he did with those beauties.

But he couldn't let it go, and he couldn't put it down.

Even if he wants to let go, from the moment he is assigned to marry, he is destined to be entangled in his life.

In this way, the two were relatively speechless, each with their own concerns, until Yanxi brought dinner in to break the loneliness of the room.

Two bowls of porridge, a yam soup, and a little vegetable foam, not to mention the meat, I can't even see a little oil star.

Yan Xi was about to serve the porridge to Shuangshuang, but Shen Mushi raised his hand to take it and waved his hand to ask Yan Xi to step back.

He scooped up the porridge soup carefully, blew a few sips, and said in a gentle tone: "You have been asleep for seven days, and you can only drink porridge for the time being." ”

After speaking, he handed the spoon full of porridge to his lips.

Shuangshuang hesitated for a moment, and said with difficulty: "I'll do it myself." ”、

She reached out to take the spoon, but found that her arm was weak and her fingertips were trembling, so she had to give up helplessly.

"Good." Shen Mushi handed the soup spoon to her lips again.

When they heard this, they felt bitter in their hearts.

Why should she be so kind to him after her heart died, you can know that this gentle burning is like iron, and she is about to go crazy when it hurts.

In the early morning of going to the Temple of Heaven to worship her ancestors, his back was reflected in her heart like the bright moon on the lotus pond: when he leaned against the window and read quietly, he was humble and gentlemanly, warm as jade.

When worshipping their ancestors, the two of them clasped their fingers tightly like ordinary couples: holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son.

She was really happy, and shyly thought that if she could hold hands like this in her life, and the two hearts would reflect each other, what more could her husband ask for...........

However, he already has someone he likes.

They are childhood sweethearts, intimate, and the frost waiter has been with him for more than ten years, even if there is no love between men and women, how can she compare this love with Jin Jian's friendship alone? What's more, they have made a promise to each other, and they have long been inseparable.

He really didn't love her, not even the slightest love between men and women........

That's why he folded her right arm with a heavy hand, and rejoiced with other women in front of her, regardless of her self-esteem.

She didn't want to be the crown princess, and the Lu family didn't need her to entrap the imperial power, but she naively thought that the prince was sincere in letting her manage the East Palace.

What he gave could be taken back in the next moment, and his gentleness and his charity were but light smoke, and in the light of the morning sun disappeared in an instant.