Heartburn

Kuang Xiqing led me out of the banquet hall. The other side of the corridor was connected to Shiyu Hall, where she usually handles government affairs. After passing through the main hall, she waved away the attendants and slowly walked into the sleeping hall and Chaolu Hall.

And if she doesn't speak, I can only follow her step by step.

Compared with the time when I visited last time, Chaolu Temple seems to be less popular. The decorations are still extremely luxurious, but they are cold and cold. Looking at the back of her skirt, I seem to feel a little bit difficult. The hidden loneliness is not the emperor's insolence, but the true sorrow of an ordinary person.

Why is she sad?

Is it for... me?

He shook his head and laughed at how I would have such unrealistic thoughts-she is a superior emperor, a competitor who sees me as a thorny competitor, and the one who suspicions me in power, but it will not be the one with me day and night. Accompanied by my sister who is tolerant to me.

"Han, what are you doing standing so far? Is it because I am afraid that I will eat you?" She turned around, leaned back on the large soft couch, patted her side, and said with a smile, "Come here."

After hesitating for a moment, she was relieved: She was right, but the past will pass. Could she still eat me?

Speak clearly to her earlier, so I can go back to find Jiang Zhuo-I didn't touch her when I came out, and it was too late to send the palace attendant to greet her. She should be worried after seeing me for a long time.

Besides, she has been waiting for me hungry for a long time, which really taught me to feel distressed.

"The emperor asked me to come, what's the matter?" I cautiously sat down half a length away from her, and I looked into her eyes and asked calmly.

"Why, can't I call you if there is nothing wrong?" Seeing me deliberately separated some distance, her eyes flashed, and then smiled casually, "There was a time when Han'er was alienated from me."

"Sister Huang misunderstood, I just..." I bit my lip, but I couldn't explain it-she was right. Compared with the original Kuang Xihan, I no longer trust and obey her wholeheartedly, and even don't want to do it anymore. There is more involvement with her. For her, my unilateral change may be a little bit at a loss.

"Han'er don't have to say much," she smiled gently, and the conversation turned, but she mentioned the matter just now, "I want to know, why did you refuse the three princes' courtship? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is interested in you. ."

——I knew that this was the real purpose for her to come to me alone.

"The emperor also knows that I have accepted the son of the emperor as the master husband, and the third prince is the king's son. It represents the face of the entire Linzhi country. How can I be the side husband? There are quite a few ladies, why not pick one of them?" What's more, if I marry Ukulele and get the support of Linzhi Country, wouldn't it be more threatening to Kuang Xiqing's throne?

She will not fail to consider this, and her staff will not agree, so what I don't understand is: Why does she have to force me instead of taking over the marriage by herself?

"It's okay," she smiled and adjusted her clothes, her eyebrows were picturesque, but her eyes were as sharp as a knife in an instant. The momentum around her body changed, and she couldn't help slowing her breathing. Civilized barbarians, Dawu is not in my eyes. The position of a prince's side husband is already exalted-if I dare to take an inch, my Dawu cavalry can level their land at any time."

"In that case, why bother to marry him?" I couldn't help muttering.

"Don't you understand? The third prince is the proton sent by Linzhi Kingdom, and his sister Wang has shown good sincerity to me. With my support, she can sit securely as the prince of Linzhi Kingdom." Kwong Xiqing curled her lips coldly, as if the world was just a chess piece she played with her applause—to be honest, I didn't like the look in her eyes, but I couldn't help but be in awe in such eyes.

She is more suitable for this throne than me...No one realizes this more clearly than me.

"Then the emperor should just accept him?" After thinking about it, I said tentatively.

She glanced at me faintly, hummed, her emotions were indistinguishable, she got up to the case, stared at the geomancy map made of sheepskin with her hand, and said for a long time: "Han'er still remember that the mother had I said that one of her regrets in her life was that she was lucky enough to be a servant of Rouran after she was drunk and gave birth to King Duan, which confused the blood of the royal family."

What Rouran palace slaves, what royal bloodlines, I don't remember...and don't want to remember.

But I can't help sighing for the heroic woman: Doesn't this even deny her existence?

I don't know if the Emperor Xian who regrets this is a bit more pathetic, or the King Duan, who has never been expected from birth, is more pathetic?

Probably the saddest thing is that Rouran palace slave who has never been remembered.

——Class, pedigree...It's really a ridiculous tradition and perseverance.

If you become an emperor, you are destined to worry about these things, and even get tired of these shackles, then I would rather be a notorious dude prince.

Kwong Xihan is much better than Kwong Xiqing at the point of following my heart.

"So?" raised an eyebrow and asked.

"So you have to marry him." She said categorically-not so much as a consultation with me, as a unilateral decision and then notify me.

"What if I refuse?" I still didn't give up.

"You will end up resisting the decree and not complying. Even if you are a prince, you can't avoid sin." Kuang Xiqing looked at me sternly, and there seemed to be some other emotions in her eyes. Before, you just stayed here and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

——So, am I under house arrest?

Is Jiang Zhuo worried about me?

The moment the door was closed, what I remember most was: She doesn't care about her temperament, but remember to eat well?

"His Royal Highness, you can't leave here." After waiting for nearly an hour, Kuang Xiqing hasn't returned yet. I tried to push the door. Who knows there are two guards in armor guarding outside the door. Seeing me come out, the one on the right immediately He stood in front of me, although he was admonishing respectfully, but he didn't give in half a step.

"Get out of the way, even this king dare to stop, aren't you afraid of punishing you!" I tried to scare her with Kuang Xihan's prestige, but the two of them just kept apologizing verbally, and there was no movement in their eyes.

With a helpless sigh, I gave up the confrontation with the two of them, returned to the house, leaned back on the soft couch, and started to daze bored.

In the evening, when Kuang Xiqing opened the door and came in, I was stunned by the pot of wine I had ordered the waiter to fetch. I tried to try but I was very hesitant-due to my physique and volume of alcohol, I really shouldn't be stubborn with this glass of wine. .

But reason is one thing, but emotionally, he keeps urging himself to take this step.

When the heavens and humans were fighting in my heart, a slightly smiling female voice interrupted my hesitation: "Han'er, why did you suddenly want to drink? Didn't you still avoid being able to drink before?"

The wine glass in her hand was easily taken away. She sat down beside me casually, grabbed the wine flask and poured a small cup, sniffed at the end of the nose first, and the phoenix eyes swept over my unnatural face. It didn’t matter. He took a sip without slowing: "Sweet but not greasy, mellow but not irritating, this is the Yutang Jinque that I treasured, and any kid who doesn't have eyesight stole this, he should be punished."

"Emperor sister, don't blame him, I forced him to fetch the wine." Although I don't know that he will send me your treasured wine.

"Oh? Is Han'er going to be punished for him?" She smiled gently, and pushed the remaining half a cup of wine in front of me, "Well, I'll punish you to dry this cup."

After learning how she smelled it, there was a faint fruity scent, and seeing how she was happy in it, it should not be difficult to drink. I nodded, lifted the glass and drank it-the entrance is soft, the cheeks are left Fragrant is indeed a rare good wine.

"Tell me, why did you suddenly want to drink?" Taking the wine glass from my hand, Kuang Xiqing filled herself up again, drank her neck bravely, then poured a half glass and handed it to me, and asked softly.

I didn't refuse, and drank it in one sip as she did, and replied meaningfully: "I am locked in this small room and can't go anywhere. What else can I do except to spend my sorrows through wine?"

"Is Han'er blaming me?" She didn't bother, she still drank a whole glass by herself, but stopped pouring it to me. "Since I want to go back to the house, I promised to marry the three princes, drinking alone. what's the point?"

I grabbed the wine glass in her hand and poured myself half of it. I watched her eyes full of water and her temperament. I was so angry that she was indiscriminately forced to persecute me, and I disappeared mostly: "Everything else. It’s easy to say that this is the only one that is hard to be forgiven."

"Why? Obviously you were reluctant at that time, but in the end you still married the son of the emperor's family as the righteous husband. Why are you not willing now?" She stretched out her hand and stroked my cheek, her eyes flashed with doubts, and her eyes were hidden With a touch of sorrow, "Just take it for the emperor sister, can't it?"

"This time, another time." Avoiding her gaze, I forced myself to ignore the faint pain in my heart, and calmly said, "Sister, don't force me."

——At that time, I thought I had no hope in my life with Jiang Zhuo, and when I was frustrated, I accepted Kuang Xiqing's arrangement and never fought.

However, now I have understood Jiang Zhuo's intentions, and knowing that she has me in her heart, naturally I don't want to let her down again.

If the time is right, I will reconcile with Fu Zhenzhen and leave each other free. Even the Yingying and Yanyan in Kuang Xihan's backyard will also be dismissed. Only me and Jiang Zhuo will be enough.

For this goal, I will not accept Ukulele anyway... It should be said that I will not accept anyone except Jiang Zhuo.

Kuang Xiqing took a deep look at me, then discarded the wine glass and poured it directly into the spout.

She drank in a hurry, and the wine ran down her neck into the skirt of her clothes, and she didn't care, her eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wounded wings of a butterfly.

I had the heart to persuade her to stop, but I felt that there was no stance to speak up. Unexpectedly, she asked me first: "Han'er doesn't want to take a husband, but because of the Fu family?"

She dropped the empty flask and wiped the corners of her mouth. Her cheeks were red, but her eyes were extremely clear. She stared at me for a moment: "You are in love with him? Tell me, don't you?"

——The excitement, is that even "Zhen" has forgotten what he said.

I don't understand why she cares so much about the reason for my refusal, but her intuition is very alarming, reminding me that I can't stimulate her at this moment, so she is only vague, neither admitting nor denying: "Emperor Sister, you are drunk."

"It's just a pot of Yutang Jinque, I'm sober," she said nonchalantly, "Han'er, you haven't answered me yet."

"It's getting late, I'll go back first, and you have a good rest." Not wanting to entangle her, I got up and prepared to leave, but she quickly grabbed my hand with her eyesight and pulled me back severely.

"Don't go!" With such a beautiful appearance, the strength in her hands is amazing. I don't know if it's because of drinking alcohol. I can't get rid of it at all. I can only teach her to hold her arms in her arms and stick to her. He whispered in his ear, "Han'er, don't, don't leave me..."

Before I could understand her words, the next action taught me to freeze in place abruptly, and my brain went blank.

The touch that can't be ignored on the lips, warm, soft, with the sweet fragrance of Yutang Jinque that I have just tasted, invaded strongly, and did not give me half a gap to escape.

——Kuang Xiqing, my emperor sister, she is... kissing me.