Chapter 55: Singing to Wine 2

I don't know how I got back to the wing, I just remember the tears overflowing over and over again, swallowing them over and over again.

The world is so big, but I feel that there is nowhere to stay, even standing in front of this sandalwood carved wooden door wing, in front of the house where I have lived for a few days, although it is close at hand, I feel so far away

When the hand I just stretched out touched the door panel, I withdrew my hand violently like an electric shock, and my heart was like a pinprick pain I used to be a proud and arrogant girl, living alone in a palace-like room, being my little princess, and now since I came to this place inexplicably, I am like a parasite, a parasite hiding next to Cui's

And now

I put down my hand a little depressed, a little depressed

"Princess, are you back?" I had just turned to the side and wanted to sit on the stone bench in the courtyard for a while, when the wooden door that I had not knocked on opened creaked open, and the soft yellow candlelight sprinkled warmly on my body The sound of plum fragrance came from behind me

"Eh" I was a bit like a clown who was caught, turned around awkwardly, looked at Mei Xiang who was looking at me with some concern, hooked the corners of my mouth, and pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying

"Princess, the hot water has been prepared for you, you must be tired, go into the house and bubble." Mei Xiang pulled the half-open door open and respectfully stepped aside.

I narrowed my eyes, the corners of my eyes were still a little astringent and wet, pulled up the hem of my skirt, and towered into the warm wing.

"Princess Wan'an. Bypassing the screen, the four palace maids stood upright beside the huge vermilion bath tub with the toiletries in the palace, and when they saw me entering, they all bent down and bowed 90 degrees, stunned and scared me a lot.

"You all go out, this princess wants to be alone. There was a convex pain in my back, my body suddenly weakened, and a sense of powerlessness swept over in an instant, and I endured my body that was about to collapse, and opened my mouth weakly.

"Yes. The four palace maids respectfully made a blessing, put down the toiletries in their hands, and exited the side room in order, Mei Xiang pulled up the door at the end.

At the same time as the door closed, my feet went limp, and I had to hold my hands on the edge of the tub in time to prevent me from falling to the ground and kissing Mother Earth violently.

The skin behind me burned like a thousand insects gnawing at a raging fire, the hot burning pain from the cells behind me screamed to pierce my skin, some warm beads of sweat on my forehead slid down my cheeks, and the crispy and cold feeling made me at least feel alive

Moving the strength of his whole body to his right hand, barely supporting his trembling body like thin ice, his trembling left hand panicked and touched the lock belt around his waist, tearing it indiscriminately, the burning pain behind him intensified, like a vine with barbs, moving inch by inch towards my heart, every cell and pore was like a burning fire, like boiling water, slowly consuming the only life a little bit.

The head continued to heat up, beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling down the corners of my forehead, and the power on my right hand was slowly fading little by little, just when I felt like I was about to be burned to death, this ancient rather complicated and incomprehensible garment was finally torn open by me

I breathed a deep sigh of relief, and took off the blood-red robe that was as heavy as armor at this moment on my body, the skin behind me was not as white as jade as before, and the whole complexion was faintly pink, like a pink snow lotus blooming in the depths of the iceberg, enchanting, but at the moment it exuded a strange flavor

The pink complexion was like a living thing, slowly spreading to the chest, and the burning and stinging sensation spread in the limbs with the pink complexion slid across every inch of the skin, as if as long as it was gently stroked, the skin would open and the flesh would bloom I looked tight, and turned into the bathtub with the help of my hand