The cold light in Wang Lin's eyes became more and more intense, and even Yuan Bi'er, who had been snuggling in his arms, began to notice that something was wrong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info she continued to bury her head in the warm chest, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction instantly filled her empty heart. She even had the illusion that she could go on forever, but when the majestic figure appeared in her mind, the feeling was instantly enveloped by the boundless cold.

Not everyone wants to exchange their bodies for glory and wealth, at least for Yuan Bi'er, such a warm feeling at this moment is incomparable to anything. But in the deep palace, it is difficult to meet even such an ordinary request, because, since that dim night, his life has long since belonged to him.

After being fortunate by His Majesty, she is no longer the little maid next to the queen, and if she is lucky enough to give birth to another prince, her treatment and status will also have a qualitative leap. But for her, as long as she can stay by His Royal Highness's side forever, even if she is a queen, she is not rare, let alone a concubine who will be forgotten by His Majesty at any time?

"Your Highness, take me away!" Yuan Bi'er didn't know where she got the courage, and suddenly said this sentence that she had said countless times in her dreams.

Looking at a pair of eyes mixed with anticipation and uneasiness, Wang Lin was like a powder keg that would explode at any time was completely ignited at this moment, and the whole person was blown into pieces of debris from the inside out.

"Bi'er......"

A breath of heat stirred in his chest, and his eyes gradually reddened. Wang Lin used all his strength to hold Yuan Bi'er tightly in his arms, as a royal child, this kind of emotion is absolutely not allowed, but today, maybe this situation touched the deepest resentment hidden in his heart, maybe he was really deeply in love with the beautiful girl in his arms, and it was also possible that he really couldn't continue to endure this life like walking on thin ice - there could be no mistakes, once he made a mistake, he was not the prince, but like the dead second brother, he became a tool in his hands to appease public opinion, And then died quite normally.

You are a prince! Not the scrawny, filthy slaves outside the city! He should have enjoyed the best things in the world, jewelry, jade, wine and beauty, all the most extreme enjoyments, he should have tried it, instead of being under house arrest in the palace for his ridiculous reputation, eating some coarse tea and light meals that only commoners would eat, wearing patched clothes, and only being allowed to wear solemn clothes when visiting his mother.

The hardships of more than 20 years have not changed with his status at all, and sometimes when he is alone, he looks at the birds perched on the high wall, and even wonders why he is born in such a family. Why would you be alone? There's nothing wrong with being a bird flying freely in the sky, isn't it?

If there is an afterlife, you will not be born in the emperor's house!

Let's ask who in the Manchu Dynasty really regarded him as the prince? They will always only have the shadow of that person in their eyes, and themselves, before they are sure that they will inherit the throne, are just a signboard that has been erected, and who wants to take a second look? Probably only his father-in-law would really want to help him, right?

It's just that his strength is too meager, and he doesn't dare to interfere in his father-in-law's affairs.

When he thought of this, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Just because he said two good words about his father-in-law in front of his father, he was placed under house arrest in this deep palace and was not allowed to have any external contacts. In fact, he didn't understand that his father-in-law had always been his father's right-hand man, so how could he be suspicious of his father-in-law because of a folk proverb?

Didn't he know that such suspicion was tantamount to self-destruction of the wall? Or is he too old to be completely confused?

The things in front of him emerged one by one, like twine intertwined and entangled, until he was completely dazzled and could no longer see the true face of the incident.

When he thought of his father-in-law, Wang Lin suddenly couldn't help but think of the black fat Taoist priest who sent him a letter, and the secret letter that had already been burned by himself and made him break out in a cold sweat.

Perhaps, what the father-in-law said was not wrong. The father and emperor acted perversely and changed the law indiscriminately, and there were already many opposing voices in the court. And the displacement people from all over the country have risen up one after another, which has also made this huge empire enter the storm in an instant.

He is no longer the saint that everyone praises, once everyone opposes him, will he have a chance to clear the clouds and see the sky? Or do you really want to be "proactive" as your father-in-law said?

Why should the unkind and unrighteous be loyal to them? Whether you are a minister or a son of man, you have done it well enough. You can't be wrong! Right! You can't be wrong!

Yuan Bi'er saw that she had the courage to say that there was no response, and she immediately panicked, and she also began to realize how bold her "heartfelt words" were just now. That's right, he is the prince of a country, sooner or later he will sit in that position and sit in the south and face the north, holding supreme power, and what qualifications does such a humble concubine have to have, and what kind of dare to say such a thing?

A bone-chilling cold erupted from her heart, instantly swimming all over her body, making her feel like falling into an ice cellar, and her pretty little face turned white.

"Palace....Your Highness, slave maid.....slave maid...is....talking about playing, don't...don't take it to heart."

After she said this tremblingly, she collapsed on the bed as if she had lost all her strength. Yuan Bi'er seemed to hear a crisp sound in her chest, it was the sound of her own heartbreak, and her heart had broken since she said this.

Wang Lin saw Yuan Bi'er looking so silent, and he didn't know what was going on. Now he didn't have any more thoughts to pay attention to anything else, because his mind had been completely occupied by a thought, a thought that he didn't dare to think of.

"Bi'er, do you want to be with me forever?"

Yuan Bi'er raised her head, her misty eyes full of dreams.

"Yes."

"Then you can help me do something for yourself, okay?"

"I'll give you something, and the next time that person comes to you, you can pour it into the wine and let him drink it." ‘

"Just let him drink it, and we'll be together forever." ’

His voice was so soft, so seductive. It's as if what he said was just a very ordinary little thing, but as long as he did it, he could get eternal freedom and happiness.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning accompanied by a huge thunder slashed across the sky above Kunning Palace, and the pitch-black room was as bright as day in an instant, but only for a moment.

Just like the thoughts of the two of them at this moment, they only stayed at this moment.