MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 86 You regret it? (3)

086 you, regret? (3)

Man Yan always felt that what he said was not as simple as it seemed, but she couldn't ask, and had to answer carefully: "Yes. Thank you for your teaching, Rong Le will keep in mind."

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't understand now, you will understand in the future. Well, if you have nothing to worry about, go. If you have a chance in the future, you ... treat him well. I owe him too much, I always want someone Can give him happiness. "

Distraught and frowning, he didn't understand what the Emperor Lin wanted to express? If others say this, it is not difficult to understand, but the emperor ... Why is it so strange? Isn't he disgusted with her because she had trouble with Zong Zheng when she married Fu Zi a year ago? Over the past year, Emperor Lin has treated her with courtesy, but she can feel that he does not like her from the bottom of her heart, but now this change of attitude and the words that make people scratch their heads make people feel good. doubt. Not to mention that an identity in this era represents the imprint of a lifetime, let alone the mother of a country, even if you just marry an ordinary person.

Seeing the Emperor Lin getting up and leaving, she temporarily converged and saluted her.

The Emperor Lin took a few steps and then turned back and said, "Hey, I will give you two things. After a few days, I will be sent to you by Father Chen. You must remember that what He said to you today, you must not tell the second person. . These two things must not be opened while you are the general's wife, otherwise you will become the eternal sinner in the kingdom of heaven. "

Man trembled, how serious sinners are! She was so shocked that she couldn't return to her mind, but under the eyes of the Emperor Lin, she felt that she should say, "Rongle remembered!"

"Master, master ..." After the emperor left, Xiang Ying went to the pavilion again, and when she saw that she was in a daze, she came to call her.

At this moment, Man's heart was very chaotic, and there seemed to be a lot of clutter in her mind. She couldn't understand why. She simply shook her head and thought nothing. The most important thing for her at present is Let's talk about it after it's done.

After leaving the gazebo, she left Xiang Ying outside and went to Siyunling alone.

The guard at Si Yunling met her just to salute, as if she knew she was coming, and pointed out the way for her, but did not go in to inform.

It is undeniable that the construction of Siyunling must have taken a lot of thoughts. From every grass, tree, and stone to the first floor, the Emperor Lin's cherishment of Yun Guifei can be seen everywhere. She couldn't help lamenting that a woman had given her a most beautiful life for a man, but she couldn't be better cherished when she was born, she couldn't get perfect love, and died, even if the mausoleum is so well built, what use is it? A woman from modern times like her, the biggest hurt in love before her is that the person she loves does not love her, or he says she loves her, but there are always reasons for marrying another woman again and again. Come in.

Entering the tomb, Leng Yan suddenly appeared, opening the door to the innermost tomb for her.

As soon as she walked in, she felt a bone of coldness hitting her, and wrapped her in layers instantly, as if someone had entered the freezer and shivered involuntarily.

The cold mist lingered in the air, revealing the pale blue jade wall, the man facing her stood on the white stone bridge in the ice pool, lonely and indifferent.

Zongzheng's worry-free eyes watched the icy water rising from his feet, his mind was full of thoughts, already wavering with the news of the man's arrival. He didn't turn his head to see her, but knew she stepped over to him.

The man walked up the stone bridge, looking at Zongzheng Wuyou, who seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and she could not speak all the words prepared before.

Should it be a gift? But she thought that was really pitiful. Getting closer and closer, she still said nothing. When she walked to the coffin, she stared at the woman in the coffin.

"I heard you were under house arrest! Why did he agree to let you out?" This is the first sentence of Zong Zheng's worry-free, which sounds a bit out of bounds.

Manyu stopped behind him, and asked nonsense, softly: "I'm here to return your fan. Such valuable things are not suitable for me."

Zongzheng looked back at her worryingly, and her imaginary face was close at hand. He looked at the Moyu fan she handed over, and then looked at her. The look in his deep eyes was complicated and unspeakable. Finally said: "To keep the person you want to protect, you always need some trustworthy manpower. If you don't want to owe me, take it as it is, and I will repay ... the debt that owed you that night."

There was a sharp tingling in his heart, and his body trembled.

Zongzheng Wuyou is really a person who can't express herself. He obviously helped her but said such sad words!

Manyu's fingers holding the fan opened weakly, and Mo Yu's folding fan fell straight down into the ice water, neither of them looked at it. At this moment of mania, she had long forgotten her purpose of coming here. She just wanted to turn and run away from the man, but as soon as she turned, her hand was caught by him.

She turned back, an unstoppable redness in her eyes, raised her chin, smiled so sadly, and asked hard: "Is this ... the value you set for my body ...?"

Zong Zheng was shocked, then realized what he had said, facing the humiliation and anger that could not be hidden in her eyes, he wished to pierce his throat with a sword. Pulling her over, he wanted to hug her, but he shook his hand away, and he held on tightly.

His lips were ironic, and he laughed at himself.

Zongzheng Wuyou couldn't stand her smile the most. He blurted out and said those three words for the first time in his life: "I'm sorry!"

He really didn't mean that, he didn't know how he could say that, and how could her body use the word "value". He never explained and never explained anything to anyone.

Man Yan was shocked. He told her sorry? !! I'm sorry this can't remove the bitter pain in her heart, but she faced the annoyance and shame in the eyes of Zongzheng Wuyou right now. Is this the biggest limit of this proud man? Because of understanding, she gradually calmed down.

After a long time, and I don't know how long it took, they stood upright like that.

Suddenly Zongzheng pulled her to the front, stood next to the jade coffin alongside him, and said to her, "This is my mother, Aman, and you should give her a gift."

Indifferent, according to the rules and identity, she should also give the gift to the deceased Yun Guifei, but it is unavoidable to say that from the worry of Zong Zheng's mouth, I wonder what he meant? According to the words, the courtesy and courtesy of the concubine's body, with great devotion, expressed her deep understanding of the insurmountable fate of the same crossing woman.

In such an environment, she couldn't even think about how to talk to Zong Zheng Wuyou about the "seven must-weeds". He said that he wanted to buy them. He didn't lack money. It seems she ran away for nothing. Her pride prevented her from asking him for such a rare and precious medicinal material, because she was afraid to owe him debts that she could not pay off, and she did not want to use the past Zongzheng worry-free injury to her as a condition.

Zongzheng suddenly stooped down and reached out to take out something from the ice jade lotus in the jade coffin and hand it to her, "This is a meeting gift from my mother. Keep it."

It was a leaf that looked very ordinary, but it looked like the clearest life in the world. It was only the size of a palm, the leaves were thick, the shape was like maple leaves, and there were seven lobes. Although she had doubts in her heart, she didn't ask, she just reached out to take it, and carefully put it in her sleeve.

The room was too cold, and she wore only a thin gauze. After a while, she felt trembling, and her hands and feet were stiff. I can't imagine that Zongzheng has no worries in such a place, and it will take almost a month to stay. Doesn't he feel cold? She suddenly remembered that when she first saw him, he felt like the water in the ice pond, and could feel the coldness of the straight heart from a distance. Is he used to it? To get used to such coldness, how many day and night torment is needed?

She couldn't help but hit a cold slap, Zong Zheng glanced without worry, stretched out her hand to pick up the white fur cloak he had thrown aside, put it on her, and wrapped her around. It was the first day he came here, and his father sent it.

It took a while to relax, but it still felt cold. Zong Zheng watched her frosty blue face without worrying. She took her over and pressed her face to herself. On the chest, he tried to warm the same cold woman with his cold body.

She didn't struggle, she leaned on him so quietly, she seemed to feel a flow of despair flowing around them, slowly poured into her heart, and her heart suddenly followed despair. Get up, can't tell what the reason is.

"Aman, you ... really never regretted it?" Zong Zhengwu looked at the white pearl shining in the corner, holding the woman in his arms tightly, and asked gently.

I feel a pain in my heart, regret it? do not know. From the one in the underground stone room a year ago, her thoughts made her happiness out of reach. She asked herself countless times, if she was not so decisive at that time, but chose to stay and give him a chance, what kind of result would it be? There has been no answer to this question, because she has not been able to determine whether the emotion that Zongzheng has expressed to her at that moment is true or false. 2k novel reading network