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Shui Xiang followed the consul eunuch and stepped forward, and Yan Xun stretched out his right hand and placed it flat on the bookcase. 【Latest chapter reading. Shui Xiang knelt down, the veil covered most of his face, his bangs hung down, and even his eyes were covered. She lowered her head, her eyes were like water, and at the bottom of the floor, no one could see, as if a dark wind and snow were blowing. It was still the same hand, slender and pale, the fingertips were covered with calluses from holding the knife and the bow for many years, the little finger was broken off a large part, and the new flesh had become rough under years of polishing, and there were hideous and ugly scars.

She was only stunned for a moment, then regained her senses, and put her fingers on the emperor's pulse to check his pulse. Yan Xun couldn't help but glance at her, most doctors would be stunned when they suddenly saw his hand, but this one adjusted his mood so quickly, but he was a smart person.

After Shui Xiang finished checking his pulse, he silently took a step back, lowered his head and said: "The emperor's illness is not a big problem, it's just overwork and lack of sleep. ”

Her voice was low and hoarse, not at all like it came from her mouth, Yan Xun raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard it, looked at her lightly, and said, "Is your voice born like this?" ”

Shui Xiang said: "Back to the emperor, when the poor nun was young, his home was hit by a fire, and his throat was damaged by smoke. ”

Yan Xun stopped talking, his eyes turned on her face, and then drooped again. At this time, there was an attendant outside the hall who came in to deliver the chapter, and the cold wind suddenly blew in, Yan Xun frowned slightly, and the fingers holding his temples unconsciously used some force.

Seeing this, Shui Xiang said: "Poor Ni also has a set of massage techniques that can relieve headaches, I wonder if the emperor wants to try it?" ”

The candle flame in the hall became brighter and brighter, the sun set outside the window, twilight fell, time passed slowly, and Yan Xun's eyes were sprinkled all over like snow. He looked at Shui Xiang, his eyes vaguely carried a little deep meaning, he was silent for a moment, and nodded: "Okay." ”

Shui Xiang walked behind him with a steady step, stretched out a pair of white hands, and pressed them on his forehead. Her fingers were cold, and at first touch, they were like the cold snow on the top of the mountain, and it was so cold that it made people shiver. Yan Xun looked calm, feeling her flexible and powerful fingers pressing on her head, and the headache was really relieved a little. He closed his eyes slightly and asked casually, "Your master is Master Jingyue?" ”

Shui Xiang replied in a low voice, "Yes." ”

"How many years have you been in the imperial capital?"

Shui Xiang said: "It's been five years. ”

Yan Xun pulled the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes, and said lightly: "Where were you from before?" ”

Shui Xiang's voice was calm, and he lowered his head and replied, "Minzhou people." ”

Yan Xun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his hands clenched into fists, put them to his mouth and coughed lightly, and said, "You speak well in the imperial capital." ”

Shui Xiang replied in a low voice, but stopped talking, the hall was ridiculously large, and a wind blew from nowhere, light and fluttering, with a light fragrance. Shui Xiang's eyes were calm, silently looking at the person in front of her, although she was looking at the back, although she had not looked up since entering the main hall, she could still imagine the appearance of that person. Yes, it must be so, narrow eyes, deep vision, high nose bridge, thin lips, even the color of the lips is very light, always pursed like that, as if disdain for anyone. How long ago was that, Shui Xiang stood there, but the memory traveled through the mountains and seas back to that bygone era, she hid behind the brothers, was held tightly by the nurse, looked through the gap in the crowd, and saw the young man coming from afar. The other little princes and little princes cried endlessly, but some of them were quiet, and their eyes were red and swollen, and they were reluctantly sent in. He was the only one, with bright eyes and a smile at ease, without the slightest fear of being a hostage from home, and when he saw himself in the crowd staring at him stupidly, he winked at himself mischievously.

Since then, it has been a series of bright days, so big in the palace, so many people, but his own eyes can only see him one from then on. At that time, she was still so young, but the threshold of the palace was so high, almost higher than her calves, she ran from palace gate to palace gate every day, sweating profusely, just to hide outside the door of Shangwutang and secretly look at him......

However, those days are over.

Shui Xiang silently, slowly, and deeply took a deep breath, and in his mind, he swept through the fall of the sword mountain and the sea of fire, the Jin Ge Iron Horse that fought and conquered, and the struggle of shame and darkness, and finally, everything dissipated, leaving only the back in front of him, this man who has been standing tall as iron from beginning to end.

Shui Xiang's right hand pressed the corner of his forehead, pressed his neck, pressed his shoulder, pressed his back, and seemed to have pressed her for a lifetime of wandering. She looked at him, looking at this man she had chased for half her life, loved for half her life, hated for half her life, and ruined her whole life, her heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of her mouth. So be it, what else, isn't it the best? She endured and struggled, suffered all the humiliation, suffered all the suffering, and was she all the torture, isn't this moment what she is waiting for?

A flash of sharpness flashed in her eyes, and with a flick of her wrist, a soft silver light slipped from her sleeve and fell into her palm!

Yan Xun's quiet eyes flashed slightly, and his gaze was profound, as if he had seen through something in an instant.

The palace maid in plain palace clothes came over with white charcoal at this time, wanting to add fire to the incense burner behind the screen. Yan Xun moved under her feet, stepped on the carpet, and suddenly felt the palace maid exclaim and dump it here, and the pot of white charcoal in her hand was scattered towards Yan Xun and Shui Xiang!

Suddenly, the exclamations and screams of the palace people rang out, Shui Xiang was also shocked by this sudden change, and Yan Xun took advantage of this opportunity to float away.

"Quick! Come on! The consul eunuch was so shocked that he rushed to Yan Xun's side, shaking Yan Xun's clothes up and down in a panic, for fear that he would burn a little.

The maid had already fainted with her eyelids rolled over, and the guards rushed in and held her down, for fear that the "assassin" would do something again.

Although the empire has gradually become peaceful over the years, there has never been a shortage of such assassins in the palace of Emperor Yan, whether it is the unwilling remnants of the former dynasty or the believers of the Great Association who are in decline and hiding, they have infiltrated the palace again and again with the intention of assassination.

The hall was in chaos, and everyone was pale, as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that they would be angered by the emperor because of this incident. However, Yan Xun didn't say a word from beginning to end, frowning tightly, as if he was a little puzzled, a little confused, and even a little at a loss, but these did not affect his majesty, his eyes were still looking at the man coldly, as if to penetrate the broken hair on her forehead, penetrate her thick veil, and look into her heart.

The consul eunuch followed his gaze and saw Shui Xiang.

The guards were busy dealing with the Assassins, summoning the Imperial Physician, and protecting the Emperor, but she was still standing, her skin pale, her eyes blank, like a wandering ghost, and there was not a trace of blood on her face. The clothes on her back were burned, and her neck was red, but that wasn't the most important thing. On top of that, she was still standing there with her arms crossed, like a scarecrow, and the clothes on her arms had been burned, red and on fire.

"Ahh The consul eunuch shouted, "Save people!" ”

A bucket of water was poured on her with a pop, she was in disarray, and her arm was burned badly, several palace people rushed forward to help her, and heard the consul eunuch hurriedly say: "Don't help Master Shuixiang to the side hall quickly, go and ask the imperial doctor to come." ”

The palace maids agreed, helped her and went out.

"Stop."

He suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, the voice was extremely cold, like burned incense ash, mixed with astringent gloom, and opened the layers of gorgeous and extravagant brocade tents, and reached her ears. Outside the window, the wind and rain were miserable, and the rain swept across the cornices, making a ticking sound, reflecting his quiet tail, which reverberated clearly in the empty hall.

"You...... Turn around. ”

The light in the room was dim, and there seemed to be a little weird red, and the bright yellow long candle was burning quietly, sprinkling the light on Yan Xun's slender and straight back. The golden thread on the placket of the garment, the dragon's claws were hideous, and it vaguely seemed to break through the black brocade and fly away, he frowned, and only heard the rumbling thunder rolling in the sky, so far away, so close.

Shui Xiang stood there, but it was as if he couldn't hear anything, the world was terrifyingly empty, and everything in front of him became ethereal. All these years of enduring humiliation, nine deaths, fleeing like a lost dog, painstakingly planning, and the loneliness and pain when every night comes, suddenly turned into a pool of cold ashes, and there was no trace of heat. She lowered her head and watched the jade double phoenix holding the emerald gold hook holding a smoke-like brocade veil, the small wind blew, fluttering lightly, like a rootless duckweed, just like her, this life, this life, has never really been held in her hands.

That's it, she tugged at the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't even pull out a wry smile.

So be it, what else? In the end, after all, it is so useless, so stupid, so cheap that it cannot be increased!

She bit her bottom lip so hard that she almost burst it. She didn't know what she was thinking at that moment, why the needle couldn't be pricked, and she stretched out her hands to block it like a demon.

Is it crazy? Is it because the brain is not clear? Is it a demon?

Still, still...... Or do you still have such disgusting thoughts in your heart, which you can't forget for ten or twenty years?

She suddenly wanted to cry, she wanted to cry desperately, cry out all these years of suffering, all these years of tiredness, all these years of pain and shame, and no longer cower and struggle in nightmares every night. However, since when have these eyes dried up? From the day of the defeat and the flight? Or the day of humiliation under that old man? Or was it the moment when the brutes had their clothes torn?

Or was it the night many years ago, when she knelt in the fire-filled night sky in a red wedding dress and watched the two men ride horses and rush out of the gates of Zhenhuang hand in hand?

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