MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 214 Finale (11)

214 Finale (11)

Emperor Qiyun looked at her stubborn eyes, her eyelashes dropped and raised, his ice-grey eyes moved, and he asked softly, "Nongrong tell me, where is your bottom line?"

She hated and said, "You know."

Emperor Qiyun frowned and raised, "Zongzheng is worry-free? Are you afraid I will use you to threaten him?"

"Yes," she answered resolutely.

His pupils narrowed, his lips trembled, and he felt only qi and blood rising. This is always the case, knowing that it is impossible, but always want to hear the answer to the denial. He turned his head, clenched his fists against the pale lips, coughed a few times, and opened his mouth again. The sound was like a cold wind gliding over the shabby cymbals, and his dropped eyes were dark and unclear. Anymore? Would you rather die than be hurt by him? Why? "Why?

Man said, "Because he is my husband, the father of the child in my womb, and the only man I love in my life. I can live for him or die for him."

The only love? She said: Only love!

There was a pain in his heart, and a kind of emotion emerged under his eyes—sorrow, a kind of sorrow that seemed to be abandoned and betrayed by the whole world from the depths of his soul. But he was still smiling, like the spring water in March, gentle on the table, cold and bones. He bowed his head and opened his mouth, making no sound for a long time. Finally, in the cough, he uttered a vague sentence: "Are you sure?"

"Yes." Another positive answer, without hesitation.

And the ending of the word "Yes" was drowned in his sudden cough.

Manyu looked at him stooping, lowered his head and took out a pouch from his arms to cover his lips, as if trying to suppress the cough, but to no avail.

His hair drooped, covering his face. The thin shoulders trembled with a reluctant cough, and the obvious skeleton outline of the back was clear and abnormal. Then she realized that he seemed much thinner than three years ago. Suddenly, a drop of bright red blood dripped on the car's board, splashing at his feet, a frown, a doubtful frown. She didn't seem to say anything that stimulated him too much, so he was so excited to vomit blood? She pursed her lips. For this man, she really didn't want to be soft-hearted. She even thought viciously that if he died like this, would she be free and go to see her immediately?

I thought about it in my heart, but somehow said, "I'll call Xiao Xunzi." She sighed.

"No." She just got up, his hands were grabbed by him, his strength was still strong, her fingers were pale, reflecting her equally pale skin, she held her arms, when did her hands start, and so did He's the same, pale and ghostly. As he froze, he looked up slightly and asked, "Ronger, you still worry about me."

After listening for a moment, he immediately shook off his hand and wanted to say, "Who will worry about you." But before he said it, he lifted his eyes and met the red mark on the corner of his eye. She was shocked and startled. Fell down on a soft mat with a mat. The blood ... didn't come out of his mouth, but ... came out of his eyes!

So weird! She stared at that thin cheek, pale facial skin, lined with two bloodstains hanging from the corners of his eyes, and his ice-grey eyes were also covered with a faint blood mist, which made people scared.

She has seen too many **** scenes, but this scene of blood and tears in her eyes is the first time she has seen her face, her face is full of fear, she can't tell what she is afraid of?

Seeing her looking at his face with such a look, Emperor Qiyun couldn't stop touching the corners of his eyes, facing the residual red on his hands, his eyes changed slightly, but he smiled at her, saying as if nothing happened: "scared you."

Man's lips were tight and there was no squeak.

Emperor Qiyun calmed his breath and sat up straight again, looking at the red blood on the floor, without focus. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Ronger, are you sure ... he is really the happiness you want in this life?"

Manyu told him with his eyes, sure.

Emperor Qiyun leaned back on the carriage board, slowly closed his eyes slowly, his hand drew beside him, and squeezed little by little.

He looked at his extremely tired face and stopped talking. Will he be tired? She felt as if he was awake whenever she opened her eyes. She almost suspected that he had not slept for so many days? Or was he too alert, even if she opened his eyes to wake him up?

Seeing his eyes closed for a long time, she thought he was about to fall asleep, thinking that this conversation would end without any problems. When she was also preparing to close her eyes, Emperor Qiyun said again without warning: "Okay, I fulfill you. But I have a request, and you help me achieve a wish, the only one of my life that belongs to me only, Then I let you go. "

Man-chan asked: "What wish?"

Emperor Qiyun opened his eyes, and there was a dim and obscure light in his eyes, and he could not see the look. "Come with me to a place, hide my name and live a normal life."

She frowned slightly and hesitated a little, could she not agree? She doesn't seem to have a choice!

"Where? How long will it take?"

He said, "You will know when you go. As for the time, maybe five months, maybe six months."

"No. It's been too long for half a year, I don't have that much time." Her body didn't know how long she could support it. After half a year, she wouldn't be able to see Wuyou for the last time. And her child, she had to give it to him personally, and asked him to be very painful to their children.

Emperor Qiyun seems to see through her mind, "Are you afraid to see Zong Zheng without worry? Don't worry, I will pay you back your time."

"Repay? How do you repay?" She could borrow or repay the time without hearing that, unless he could detoxify her. Perhaps the poison of "Destiny" may be what he lays. Suddenly, a ray of hope lit up in her heart, and she looked at his clear and gentle face.

Emperor Qiyun never closed his eyes again.

"You ..." Manyu wanted to ask, but she hadn't finished a word. Emperor Qiyun interrupted her gently: "Ronger, I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while, don't make a noise."

His voice seemed to **** from his lungs, weak and weak, but she had to stop her.

The carriage entered the border of Qiyun Country, drove the curtains and saw a white sail hanging in front of every family's door in the border city as a sign of national grief.

In Qiyun Kingdom today, there is one thing being discussed everywhere: the emperor's concubine, the queen concubine who never stepped out of the Cisi Palace, suddenly stood up, holding the national seal, and seizing the imperial government in the name of the emperor who did not leave a son. What's even more strange is that several key ministers of North Korea and China came forward to show their support. The queen queen came to power and issued the first will, taking the position of the prince as a reward, capturing the imperial son and grandson of the royal family, Rong Le, to avenge the emperor.

Therefore, Mangan never dared to act lightly. And her belly became heavier every day.

The carriage went for another ten days. That evening, it stopped in a small village.

It was a beautiful village, close to the edge of Huidu, the imperial city of Qiyun Kingdom. The village was small, with about a dozen people. There is a large river in the village. Intricate long wooden bridges are built on the river. Lotus lights of various colors are hung on the chains around the bridge. At night, the lotus lights of the entire river bridge are lit, colorful and colorful.

The villagers here are simple and modest and live on fishing. Sitting on the bridge during the day and fishing, and taking a boat trip to the lake at night, life is enjoyable and enviable.

Manyu was helped out of the carriage and stood on the bank of the river, looking at the surrounding scenery, and suddenly felt a little familiar, as if he had been here before.

Emperor Qiyun has changed back to men's clothing. Although he is no longer a Jinyihuafu, the king who was born that day has an elegant and noble temperament that cannot be covered by the coarse cotton clothes. He also changed his appearance for himself, but it was strange that even after his appearance she seemed to have seen it, as if this time after he came out with him, his behavior and behavior, she did not consciously create a vague familiarity .

She wore a sarong with blue flowers on a white background, her hair was wrapped in a dark blue cloth, and with this ordinary face, although she had an extraordinary temperament, most people would not think too much.

"My son is back?" Far away, a 40-year-old grandmother saw them and immediately greeted them with a smile. The smile was real. "The house has been packed, waiting for you to come back. This is good, ma'am, this Don't you go back next time? "

lady? Frowning frantically, he looked at the man beside him in doubt.

Emperor Qiyun smiled mildly and politely: "Thank you Yu Yu. We will probably stay for a while when we come back. Xun Zi." He winked at Xiao Xun Zi, and handed out a piece of gold to Yu Xie, Graciously: "It's hard work, this is our ... thank you."

"Oh, this can't be done. Take it back quickly." Yu Yan quickly rejected, "In recent years, I have also been sweeping the dust and rubbing the soil. It doesn't take much effort, how can I use such a heavy gift! Son We ca n’t finish the money sent by people every year. This time, we ca n’t collect anything. You just came back and it ’s dark. Do n’t catch fire tonight. Come to my house and eat a bite. What a good dish, don't let it go. "

Yu Yu is a real person. Emperor Qiyun smiled politely: "No more trouble, I'll let Xunzi go to the village mouth wine shop to buy some food and go back. Ronger is heavy and needs to go back to rest earlier." He said that he wanted to take a glance at the rumbling bulge. The belly looks like the joy and happiness of a father. 2k novel reading network