Heartburn

The look in her eyes is so strange that it hurts people.

I thought that I would not have this kind of emotion anymore.

I also thought that I would never feel heartache for her.

But I was wrong, wrong.

No matter how I warned myself, how I deceived myself, I couldn't change the fact-I really let her come into my heart.

Faced with her questioning, I didn't know how to explain it, so I could only remain silent.

Embarrassedly left the room where she was imprisoned, and returned to Kuang Xiqing's bedroom-now, this is my bedroom.

Lying alone in this large imperial couch, it was difficult to sleep for a long time, and finally fell asleep, but did not sleep well.

I had a dream, a dream of the past.

"Little master, where are you? The water is cold, come back soon!" The young man circulated anxiously.

I hid quietly in the tree without making a sound.

——The boy was called Wei Shu, and he was an attendant who grew up with me.

He looked around like a headless fly, and I bent over with a smile, and I almost fell off without paying attention to the slip of the soles of my feet.

The movement caused him to look up, panicked, and tremblingly said: "Little master! Be careful! I'll hug you down right away!"

"I don't want to take that disgusting medicinal bath! If you don't get down, you won't get down! Come up if you have the ability~" I made a grimace at him, and I climbed the tree trunk as if I wanted to continue climbing.

Unexpectedly, before he raised his foot, he felt that his neck was tight, his body was light, and the blink of an eye taught people to catch the tree.

"Auntie Yun..." Alas, I was caught, and I'll be punished for a while.

"Soak for an hour, and then copy the second volume of "Emperor Policy" five times." The older woman trimmed my collar, and then said blankly.

"...Oh." Recognizing his fate, nodded, and was taken back to the medicine room specially used for medicated baths.

——The woman's name is Wei Yun, she is the aunt Yun who raised me.

I dare to play tricks on Wei Shu, who is eight years older than me, but I dare not disobey Wei Yun at all.

Before I was five years old, my name was Kuang Ximin, the last hope of Yongle Emperor Kuang Yunfei's lineage; after five years old, my name was Jiang Zhuo, the only daughter of Weiyuan Junyun General Jiang Qin.

The Jiang Qin and his wife thought that I was abandoned at their door, but in fact, my appearance was only a deliberately arranged scene; even their deaths were also Wei Yun’s plan-unfortunately I didn’t realize it until a long time later. at this point.

Now that I think about it, the Jiang Qin couple’s heartfelt love for me, even if they empathize with my own daughter, is considered precious—at least until I met her, I always thought that in this life There will never be anyone who loves me without thinking of returning.

At the age of seven, in the second year after being adopted by Jiang Qin and his wife, they died unexpectedly. The people in the house were thin, fleeing and scattered, leaving only an old servant and a small servant.

Afterwards, I was justifiably taken to Baiyun Valley, the hometown of the old servant.

At that time, Baiyun Valley was not a well-known poison doctor's residence, and there were no disciples, only a few inconspicuous thatched houses and people living in seclusion.

The head Wei Yun is the personal guard of my biological mother Kuang Xinqi, and also a Xinglin sacred hand.

Yongjia Emperor Kuang Yunwei succeeded in seizing the palace and demoted my grandmother Kuang Yunfei to King Xi. Her daughters were almost clean, and only my mother Kuang Xinqi was left behind.

My mother was frail and sick since she was a child, and she drove west soon after I was born.

Since I was sensible, Aunt Yun told me: I am the only remaining bloodline of Emperor Yongle, and the last hope for the restoration of orthodoxy.

My birth was destined by the heavens, it was the unwillingness of my ancestors, and the responsibility and meaning of my life is to regain the great treasure and regain the glory that belongs to me.

For this goal, I have to do my best, even if deep in my heart, I have always resisted all this deeply.

But I can't live up to Aunt Yun, who has spent so much time and effort in arranging contacts for contact, and Wei Shu, who has taken care of my body, sleeps and eats, and tried medicine, and I can't live up to the weight of the ancestor's tablet every morning and night. oath.

I can only fail myself.

After I was twelve years old, I left Baiyun Valley with my old servant and the young man, returned to Guanlan City, bought a small courtyard, and while analyzing the situation in Chaozhong, I got acquainted with Jiang Qin’s old part of the Weiyuan Army. Up.

After two years, the name of Jiang Qin's daughter Jiang Zhuo has gradually been known by the military officers of the middle and lower ranks.

When I was fourteen, I joined the Weiyuan Army.

With the name of General Yunhu’s daughter, the school lieutenant took good care of me; with hard work, I was promoted very quickly, and it took only three years to stand out from the army and was recommended by the commander to join the Forbidden Army.

After half a year, I finally got the guard commander's attention.

And my plan finally took the first step.

Earlier, I saw the portrait of Kwong Xiqing-only when we were a bit similar, but when we saw it, we knew that we looked like Zhi Si. If I wear the same clothes as her, I will dress up a little bit. Only very close people can tell.

This point will certainly become the reason for her to be jealous of me, but it is also an opportunity for me to step up to the sky-when I was recommended by the guard leader, I knew that this opportunity had come.

Obviously, the guard commander wanted me to be the emperor's stand-in. This is probably a secret that every emperor tacitly knew, and it was also a life-saving card. No one could refuse, and Kuang Xiqing was no exception.

She sat high on the ground, looking at me with interest, asking some questions that were not salty or not, but always observing my reaction. For a long time, she nodded slightly and signaled me to leave.

On the second day, I officially became her personal guard.

I know that she affirmed my qualifications as her substitute, and deliberately took me by her side, observed her every move, and better imitated her. This is also a kind of temptation and test for me-if it were me If there is any mistake or change, she will get rid of me at any time.

So, this is a risky move.

Unexpectedly, I stayed with Kuang Xiqing for only half a month, and then taught that arrogant little overlord to be taken captive.

That's right, I couldn't help but say it, like a bandit robbing Liang's house... and taken captive.

In fact, when I first met, I was amazed by her, just as she was shocked when she saw me, but she would never know, and I didn't plan to tell her.

She is not as disgusting as the rumors, on the contrary, she was born with a pure and charming appearance, soft and weak, I feel pity, only when those eyes look over without the slightest emotion, I feel like being murdered. The beast of the beast stared at him, with bursts of chill from his bones.

"What's your name?" She played with a leather whip in her hand, circled me a half circle, and asked casually.

"Imperial Guard Jiang Zhuo, I have seen His Royal Highness Ling Wang." Although my hands were hoisted, and there was only a thin white shirt left on my body, I was extremely calm in my heart-the more I got to the crisis, the more I had to be calm.

Looking at her posture, the pain of flesh and blood is inevitable, but it shouldn't kill me.

My body has been immersed in precious medicinal materials since I was a child, and it has amazing resilience. As long as the injury is not fatal, it will be fine.

"Do you know why this king wants you to be arrested?" She whipped up my chin and smiled badly.

"Shu Jiang is blunt, puzzled by the deep meaning of Your Highness." She leaned so close that I could see her slender eyelashes and smell the sweet scent on her body-such a terrible temper, but there was a good smell in it. the taste of.

"Because of your face... teach this king, I hate it too tightly!" Her eyes became gloomy in an instant, and the long whip slammed on my shoulder with a shake.

With a muffled "pop", I couldn't help frowning: Judging from this intensity, it might leave blood stains.

"Only you, are you worthy of holding this face?" She sneered and waved again.

——It sounds like she angered me because I looked like Kuang Xiqing?

Could it be that she hates Kuang Xiqing?

If this is the case, it can be used.

Diverting attention by thinking and ignoring the pain in my body, I closed my eyes and waited silently for her to finish venting.

At this time, she heard her suddenly choked up and called "Emperor Sister", waving the whip's hand for a pause.

I opened my eyes, facing her, sweating profusely, covering my chest, panting with pale expression, and soon fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Watching her coldly as the attendant who had come after hearing the news carried her back, I closed my eyes again, wondering how much her value could be used in my plan.

Unexpectedly, when I saw her again, it seemed like a different person.

Those clear eyes were as clean as the clear sky after the rain, and they looked at me with a trace of guilt and intolerance—is this person really the King Ling who once lashed at me?

The series of things that happened afterwards made me even more confused.

But I vaguely feel that Ling Wang seems to be easier to control than Kuang Xiqing, who is indistinct. Maybe she will have an unexpected effect on my plan.

With this idea, I did not refuse her step-by-step temptation, and even acquiesced to her to approach a little bit. In the end, it became a connivance that she touched my bottom line again and again.

Before I knew it, I lost my helmet and armor, and even lost my heart.

When she suffered repeatedly, why didn't I struggle.

What do you like her?

——Infamous, unlearned, unruly, domineering and arrogant...not to mention that she is a woman just like me.

But after getting along with her for a long time, I found out: when not talking, the corners of the eyebrows are always softly bent; when angry, the face is flushed and gritted teeth; when sad, only one person hides in the corner and weeping silently...pure Naive, like a child who doesn't know the world.

When you are shy, you turn your face away and pretend you don’t care but can’t help but look at me secretly; when you’re happy, you squint your eyes and curl your mouth like a satisfying cat; when you express your feelings, your gaze is cautious but sincere and firm...with affection. , To teach people to soften unconsciously, and can't give birth to the idea of ​​half rejection.

I can't help thinking: How good would it be to change her to be the lord of the world?

But her temperament is ultimately unwilling.

No matter how I delayed the resistance, the plan went ahead as planned, and the opportunity was unexpected.

As the leader of the dark guard next to the emperor, the dead soldier trained by Yan Ke can be said to be one of the best players in a million.

It's just that the elite of the generation A has been consumed in Baiyun Valley, and the rest is nothing to worry about.

Yiliu was the nail I placed in Yan Ke's hands. It easily lied to the tiger charm and all the guards, pretending to attack the guards, creating chaos, and taking the opportunity to drop me and Kwong Xiqing, and at the same time controlled her personal palace attendant, and quietly changed Become my person.

With my similar appearance to Kuang Xiqing, how can we distinguish clearly between those palace attendants and guards who usually wait far away and dare not raise their heads?

How dare you squeak even if you are aware of the clues?

As for the previous dynasty... Oh, probably Kuang Xiqing would never have thought that the emperor Jun Chong she trusted the most would be my ally.

In other words, you think you are an ally of King Ling Wang Xihan, who is behind me, and have been making the dream of becoming the emperor's mother-in-law and the first assistant, right?

I wonder what she will look like when she sees me?

What's ridiculous is-everyone thinks they are the final winner, but they don't know that, in fact, everyone lost terribly...including me.

The great cause has been accomplished, what can we do to recapture the world?

After knowing the truth, will she forgive me and accept me?

I do not know.

All I know is-in the end, I not only failed myself, but also her.