Yuehua was speechless by Mo Guhan's words. Yes, from Mo Guhan's standpoint, he is indeed not wrong, but he is a little unreasonable, right?

He was deceived and misunderstood Jun Shuyuan, but when Jun Wan was poured safflower soup, he really didn't know it. was deceived and used, and couldn't help but say that it was the queen mother who did the poison, it was his mother, what could he do?

It turned out that Jun Shuyuan was smart and intelligent, and she guessed everything, so she didn't want him to be embarrassed and the mother and son were evil.

Jun Shuyuan said that she didn't want Mo Guhan to know her grievances, but if Mo Guhan had a mustard, would he really feel comfortable? Will he see this splendid plum blossom in his throat?

Yuehua finally made up her mind, raised her head, looked at Mo Guhan, and said word by word: "If the concubine tells the emperor that Jun Shuyuan is wronged, is the emperor willing to believe it?" ”

Mo Guhan looked at her intently, the anger in his eyes gradually extinguished, and was replaced by a still cold cold: "I only believe in my eyes. ”

When Mo Guhan spoke, warm breath sprayed on Yuehua's forehead, mixed with the cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

Yuehua shook her head firmly: "Sometimes, what you see with your own eyes may not be true. ”

"What does the queen mean is that you would rather believe the words of Jun Shuyuan and that guard than believe me?"

Mo Guhan was too close to her, Yuehua twisted her body uncomfortably, and snow fell on top of her head, smashing on the top of her head and neck.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has no conclusive evidence to prove Jun Shuyuan's innocence, the concubine just wants to tell the emperor something."

"What's the matter?"

"Before Jun Shuyuan died, she told the concubine the whole thing, and the ins and outs were just someone else's clever arrangement."

Mo Guhan snorted coldly at the end of his nose, and Yuehua plucked up the courage to continue.

"That day, Jun Shuyuan just entrusted the guard Junchi to bring a few supplements to his mother, and it was the palace man who was killed by the rod who dragged them into here and volunteered to stay outside the plum garden.

And when the palace man combed her hair that day, he secretly did his hands and feet in advance, and smeared Jun Shuyuan's hair with honey that attracted bees. So when she talked to Jun Chi, there were always several bees hovering above her head. She panicked for a while, and Jun Chi protected her, and the two lost their temper for a while, and happened to be seen by the emperor and the queen mother, and they misunderstood. ”

Mo Guhan was silent for a while: "She never told me." ”

She wanted to explain, but the emperor didn't give her a chance to explain, and the queen mother couldn't help but say that she directly ordered someone to pour her safflower soup.

Jun Shuyuan didn't let the concubine tell the emperor the truth, saying that the emperor was very happy with the fetus in her womb, and I was afraid that if you learned that you had misunderstood her, you would definitely feel guilty. She would rather die on the charge of fornication, rather than have the slightest remorse for you, let alone you and the Queen Mother.

This is the only wish she left when she was dying, begging the concubine not to tell you the truth. Let me ask the emperor, such an infatuated woman, do you think she will do something sorry for you? ”

Yuehua raised her eyes and looked at Mo Guhan fixedly, the sun was in full bloom above her head, dazzling white, so that she had to squint, but she couldn't see his dark face clearly.

She waited nervously for him to thunder and rage, perhaps slamming her to the ground. She could feel that Mo Guhan's hand holding her shoulder suddenly tightened, and she began to tremble slightly, not knowing whether it was anger or excitement.

Mo Guhan was silent for a moment, and asked in a cold voice, "What you said is true?" ”

Yuehua nodded solemnly: "People are about to die, and their words are also good." ”

Mo Guhan's hand holding her shoulder gradually relaxed, filled with the smell of depression. In the end, he only struggled to swallow out a few words: "Why should I believe your words?" ”

Yuehua choked, she really didn't have any evidence to make Mo Guhan believe in herself and Jun Shuyuan.

With a "snap", the branches behind Yuehua broke in response. Mo Guhan's palm was cut by a branch, and red blood immediately gushed out, dripping down the snow along the palm, blooming with bewitching red plums.

Yuehua's heart tightened: "Your hand? ”

Mo Guhan seemed to be completely ignorant, frowning, his thin lips pursed, and his Adam's apple slid with difficulty. The tendons on his forehead swelled, as if they were about to break through the restraints, bursting with anger mixed with blood.

For the first time, Yuehua saw the pain of injury in his cold and waveless face and dark eyes. It's as if a piece of flawless glass was punched hard in the center, and then shattered in an instant.

Yuehua's heart suddenly seemed to be cut by fragments, and it hurt a little coldly.

He said he didn't believe it, but he just didn't want to believe it, he couldn't believe it.

She began to regret her impulsiveness a little, and she recklessly told him what a heavy blow it was.

"Yuehua." It was the first time that Mo Guhan called her name so low and softly, with self-blame and guilt in his resentment: "I don't believe that they will be so vicious, even my children will not be spared." I don't believe that I am a son of heaven, and I will be so useless, I can't even keep my own children, and I will lose them one after another. ”

Yuehua was a little distressed, she felt that Mo Guhan in front of her was no longer a high ice peak, no longer a sharp blade shining with cold light, he was flesh and blood, and he had emotions that he tried to hide, and he would also be hurt, depressed, and heartbroken.

Although all of this was because of another woman, she was completely relieved at that moment, she slowly stretched out her hand, tentatively, wrapped her arms around his waist, and comforted softly: "It's not your fault." ”

"Not in me, but in whom? When you say this, aren't you condemning me, accusing me, resenting me for believing other people's slander, and resenting me for being mediocre? So, you avoid me everywhere, you are so cold and distant from me, you are also afraid of me, aren't you? ”

Yuehua was stunned, not knowing whether she should nod or shake her head. She is really afraid, afraid of life and death in the hands of the emperor, afraid of the emperor's coldness, afraid of the emperor's suspicious and tyrannical, and stay away.

Mo Guhan's eyes became colder and colder, he stopped talking, reluctantly restrained his emotions, slowly closed his eyes, took in all the lonely, sad, and self-blaming looks, and took a long breath. Then, his arms tightened suddenly, and he hugged Yuehua tightly into his arms, intimate, and there was no space between the two, making Yuehua almost suffocate and gasp.

"Tell me that what you said is false?"

When Mo Guhan spit out these words, it was very difficult, and he trembled invisibly, with a little pleading.

Yuehua was still silent, she didn't dare to speak, she felt that even if she just stubbornly shook her head, it would become a sharp blade that stabbed into Mo Guhan's heart.

She suddenly felt very earnestly why Jun Shuyuan was unwilling to let her tell the truth to Mo Guhan, it turned out that it was really cruel to him.

Her arm gently exerted force, wanting to give Mo Guhan a little warmth and comfort.

And her silence suddenly angered Mo Guhan, pushed her away fiercely, frowned tightly, and her eyes were already red and bloodshot.

"Chu Yuehua, you are really an annoying woman! Don't you know how to coax me at all? ”

Yuehua felt that when Mo Guhan coldly threw these words, his face was really disgusted with her.

He is really unpleasant, he will not be as clever as Concubine Ya, he will not be as happy as Concubine Ling, he will not be as understanding as Lan Ting, he will not be as soft and gentle as Jun Shuyuan when he was alive, he is not as amorous as Concubine He, he is useless, cold and hard, and he makes him angry everywhere. How could he like himself?

Mo Guhan left such a big truth and brushed away, and the majestic figure quickly disappeared into the mottled flower shadows, and the remaining wisps of ambergris fragrance were quickly dispersed by the cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

He clearly used anger to hide the uneasiness in his heart, panic and remorse, he fled away from himself in a hurry, so as not to fall into his original form and be seen as a joke by himself.

Yuehua stood in place in a daze, the corners of her lips slightly hooked, and she felt inexplicably very down-to-earth. The suspicions, fears, and trepidations of these days are like a little snow in the stamens of a branch, which gradually melts in the dazzling sunlight, and turns into clear ice water, which trembles in the breeze, and then drips.

Birds fluttered up, and snow fell from the branches, falling on top of her head, on her body, clumps and clumps.

Yuehua's heart, with the bird in the air, unloaded the burden of the body.