Chapter 22: Expectation
"Mother, I hurt." The little boy pulled the hand of a gentle and beautiful woman, pitifully tangled with a little face, the blood lotus mark on the young man's forehead bloomed, and one red and one purple turned out to be a little boy with different eyes.
The beautiful woman looked at him and smiled silently.
As soon as the picture turned, the beautiful woman was lying on the ground covered in blood, unrecognizable but unclothed, "Chen'er, go quickly, go quickly!" β
"Hmm!" The man in the blue curtain sat up, fine cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but he was stunned after a violent breath, Nan Xuebai looked at him stupidly with a pair of eyes. The indescribable look under the candle flame made Wan Qi furrow his brows after stabilizing his breath.
"What? Looking at the beautiful face of her husband, you can't sleep? β
Nan Xuebai was speechless, why was Wan Qi so narcissistic? Thinking about what he said in the imperial mausoleum during the day, she just had a little terrifying feeling, but now she was full of satisfaction and only complained.
"Or did the lady fall in love with the man in the coffin? It's a pity, a hundred years ago, the lady had a chance, but now a hundred years later, the lady can only wait and see the corpse. β
"Don't talk about it." Wan Qi is not ordinarily bad, knowing that she is afraid of the dead body that will not rot for a hundred years, but she still says so.
Wan Qi chuckled, "It's late at night, it's better to go to bed early." Casually took Nan Xuebai into her arms, and she realized that the man's body was a little trembling, and it was cold and scary, and she was a little worried for a moment. A pair of eyes looked at him worriedly.
"Wan Qi, are you unwell?"
The room was silent, and Nan Xuebai struggled to get up while muttering to find the imperial doctor. was tightly held in his arms by Wan Qi.
"I'm fine, I can't be better, if you give birth to some, I'll be better."
What a fart! Nan Xuebai's heart was rough, and he only realized that Wan Qi's whole person was wet, as if he had been fished out of the water. At the moment, he endured the pain and hugged him, and the whole person was attached to him.
Wan Qian looked at her with complicated eyes, and said a little strangely, "Are your daughter's families as active as you?" β
β....β
Silently retracting her paws, Nan Xuebai felt that she was nosy with a mouse!
Wan Qian was amused by her aggrieved expression, stretched out his hand and Nan Xuebai to do the same action, hugged Nan Xuebai like an octopus, and put his legs on her unceremoniously, which really scared Nan Xuebai enough.
The back was cold.
Under the candlelight, Wan Qi closed his eyes, and his mood seemed to improve, "If you have any questions, just ask." β
Sure enough, nothing can hide from Wan Qi's eyes. Nan Xuebai didn't sleep in the middle of the night, in addition to being afraid and having questions, so she stared at Wan Qian for a long time.
"Why are you looking for Youfeng? How did you know that there was an imperial tomb under the palace? How did you know about the mausoleum keepers? And why do you know that the man in the coffin has been dead for a hundred years? Why isn't he corrupt? β
Wan Qian opened his eyes, and now his eyes became strange, carefully examining Nan Xuebai's expectant face, and finally opened his mouth, "Sleep." β
"You haven't answered my question yet."
"Why do you have to answer for a husband?"
Nan Xuebai was speechless, "You asked me to ask!" β
"The husband just asked the lady to ask, but did he say that he would answer." Wan Qi's bright eyes smiled a little proudly when he saw Nan Xuebai's speechless appearance, like a cat stealing fish.
"Wan Qi!" Nan Xuebai couldn't help but call.
"Huh?" Wan Qian simply held his head up with one hand and looked at her.
"You're so naΓ―ve!"
always makes her feel speechless, what about the ruthless and unscrupulous character that she said? It's a lot like when I started killing chickens to show her! Sleeping with her eyes closed, she didn't want to look at him anymore. Wan Qian bent his eyebrows and reached out to cover the top of Nan Xuebai's head.
"He Feng can come back to life, and his husband wants to save someone. The existence of this underground imperial tomb was told by the mausoleum keeper that the lord had saved my life many years ago, and the lord had said that the man in the coffin had an ominous sign of blood lotus on his forehead, and he did not die but fell into a deep sleep, and in the other coffin was her wife. β
Wan Qi never said that he had the same sign on his forehead.
Nan Xuebai wrinkled her eyebrows and looked at Wan Qian, "Then have you ever opened another coffin?" β
"I tried, but I couldn't open it." He had groped several times but could not open another coffin, and the Lord said that it was because the person who could open the coffin had not yet appeared.
She suddenly squinted and looked strange, "What you want to save can't be him who is sleeping, right?" β
"A very important person." He laughed.
The days passed unhurriedly, and in a blink of an eye, it was half a moon, the eve of the concubine ceremony. There are new after-dinner tea materials in the market, and the Tao is that the great eunuch Wan Qi in the palace eats his wife, and he is going to be canonized by the emperor as the imperial concubine, which is second only to the queen's status, but it is really above ten thousand people.
For a while, everyone didn't know whether to sympathize or laugh at this. After all, this hat belt is really known to everyone in the world! The storyteller passed on the affectionate infatuation between the emperor and Nan Xuebai, but the great eunuch Wan Qi was drunk and affectionate every night, and it was for the fulfillment of love! The two tea guests with hats in the audience listened, but they couldn't help laughing.
In the blink of an eye, the sun was setting, and the two people in black clothes came out of the tea shop, and as soon as they arrived at an alley, one of them raised his hand to take off his hat and laughed even more uncontrollably. Isn't it Nan Xuebai?
Nan Xuebai was leaning against the wall, it was really hard to imagine how unbearable Wan Qi really looked like the storyteller, laughing heartily! "I don't know how the storyteller would look when he learned that the chief manager of Wan Qi in his mouth was listening to his mouth foaming at the mouth to preach his great deeds, tsk!" β
Wan Qian sneered, "It's late, let's go back to the palace." β
Nan Xuebai pouted with her back against the wall, and she was cheating, "Don't." β
He looked at Nan Xuebai for a long time and finally made up his mind seriously, and said coolly, "It seems that in the past half a month, it has been for her husband to indulge her lady, so that her lady has lost her sense of proportion." β
But the woman suddenly smiled bitterly, "The palace will eat people, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed." I'm scared to death, really. β
"If you really pray, the emperor will not force you to stay."
"Yes, but those who have hurt me, if they don't teach them a lesson, I don't feel comfortable." In the final analysis, Nan Xuebai is also a person who will repay her, she simply admits this, but she is also contradictory, now she regrets that there is still a chance to turn around, if she returns to the palace, she can really only bite the bullet. "Actually, I'm really a stingy woman who loves to hold grudges."
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Nan Xuebai suddenly raised her eyes to look at Wan Qian, with anticipation in her eyes, "Wan Qian, you said that you want to save a very important person, if one day I and she are in danger, will you save me?" β
The heart was pounding, this was probably the first time that Nan Xuebai had the expectation of a little girl because of a man. After all, the picture of Wan Qi saving her often appeared in her mind and even in her dreams.
Wan Qi was stunned when he saw the expectation in her pupils. Nan Xuebai had already raised his hand to tear off his hat, and the other hand was tugging at the corner of his clothes, "Answer me, Wan Qi." β
Wan Qi's face was expressionless, "It's late, it's time to go back to the palace." β
"Wan Li." Her tone seemed to be a little pleading, not expecting him to say anything touching, only hoping that he would give her a message that she could fall into.
He suddenly put on that lazy smile, and his eyebrows were rolling mercilessly. "Nan Xuebai, you should know what kind of identity you are, our family saved you just because you have use value. Or is it that the pleasant face of our family a few days ago made you not know how thick the sky is? β
The breeze is a little bit, and I don't know when it is the top of the moon. Nan Xuebai lowered her head and slowly released her fingers. When he raised his head again, he was already smiling, and no one in his eyes crossed Wan Qian, "I know, go back to the palace, Wan Qi is in charge." β