Chapter 1375: Alas, let go this time
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Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort
- Leng Qing Shan
- 1683 characters
- 2021-02-26 11:45:11
Pei Yuanzhang looked up at me: "Do you want her?"
I was silent for a while, but didn't speak, but just untied the knot of the cloth tape on his hand. The cloth tape was wet with the rain and became tighter, and it took me some effort to finally dismantle. The cloth strips were peeled off layer by layer, the blood color inside was heavier, and the strong gas came in waves.
I gritted my teeth and peeled off the last layer.
The wound had no meaning to heal at all-in fact, it was not possible to heal so quickly, but I did not expect it to be worse than before bandaging.
I have experienced a lot of horrible scenes, and I have not been hurt less than this, but when I see such flesh and blood, I still have scalp tingling.
Taking a deep breath, I picked up a piece of paraffin from the side, took a little bit of water, and gently wiped his wound. As soon as he touched him, he heard hissing a cold breath.
I didn't say anything, just lowered my head and continued rubbing.
I know how painful the wound was when touched in this way. He didn't really speak from beginning to end, but the hand kept convulsing, apparently holding on to his teeth. When the dirt in the wound was wiped away, I picked up the bottle of wound medicine and carefully sprinkled it on the wound.
"what--!"
This time, after all, he couldn't hold back and whispered.
Just like I didn't hear it, I still kept my face still, and continued to spray the wounds that burned him on the palm, obviously there was nothing moving, but his appearance seemed to be pierced again and again by an invisible knife The palm of his palm hurt his teeth.
In the last moment, there were so many medicines, and it was sprinkled in the deepest part of his wound. Pei Yuanzhang finally trembled, and almost pulled his hand back.
I looked up and looked at him.
When he looked at me, he seemed to froze. The cold sweat that flowed from his head was flowing down both sides of the bridge of his nose, and condensed at his chin. I raised my eyebrows and thought that he had been in a coma for so many days, and the physical strength and vitality that had just woke up might faint. I did not expect that this man would be able to carry it.
I said, "It seems that the daughter-in-law is still a hand-born student, or should I ask the doctor to come and see?"
He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his chin with his sleeve, and said, "It's time to stop calling them."
I looked up at him.
He also looked at me and smiled coldly, "Willn't it hurt more than just now?"
"..."
I said nothing, lowered my head again, opened the bandage, and gently wrapped it around his hands.
Just after winding around, I heard him say, "Without her."
There was a slight pause in my hands.
Then he went on to bandage him.
I didn't look up, but I could feel that his gaze was always looking at me, almost focused. At this time, the breathing became quiet, and he said gently, "You, what do you think."
I said, "What does Your Majesty want to know?"
"He wants to know what you think about He just let her go; now, what do you think the people below didn't find her body?"
I was silent for a while, still continuing my work, and then slowly said, "There is nothing to think about."
"lie."
"..."
His sentence was not trivial, it was not like he was scolding, but it just seemed to tell a fact calmly. The fierce gaze still looked at me without moving away: "I know, you are lying."
"..."
"Lightness, I told you everything, wouldn't you tell me the truth?"
"..."
At this time, he finally wrapped the bandage completely over his wound. I tore open one side, turned it around and tied it tight, and made sure that there was no blood flowing out, and the bandage would not loosen, so I looked up at him "Why does Your Majesty think that I didn't tell the truth?"
"you--"
"That's the truth."
He still shook his head: "I don't believe it."
"..."
"I know, you have a deep grudge between you and you, and I know that this is mostly because of you. So, I want to know, what do you think of her."
"..."
Without waiting for me to speak, he stared at my eyes scorchingly: "At that time, did you want your Majesty to order an attack?"
I thought about it: "Hope."
He couldn't believe his ears, and he shook slightly, looking at me.
I said calmly: "The people who let them go have endless troubles. In the future, it may take the lives of millions of people, even worse than today, to make up for the consequences of letting them go."
He still looks at me and doesn't speak.
I remained silent for a long time and finally said, "But—"
"But what?"
"But-I don't want to see her die. At least, not today, in such circumstances, to see her die."
In fact, at this time, my thoughts were also very chaotic-I was not a pure and good person, and I used to kill Nangong Lizhu more than once, but today, it was me who told me to convince her to go out; it was me, The door that sent her out; it was me, staring at the weak and thin back, leaving Pei Yuanzhang's side, and walking towards the group of tiger and wolf teachers.
I can't choose "willing to watch her die" in this case.
Hearing what I said, Pei Yuanzhang didn't speak, but after a long silence, I felt a slight sink on the back of my hand. It was the injured, bandaged hand that covered my back.
I was in a hurry to pump back my hand, but he grabbed it hard.
But with this hard work, he frowned with pain.
The two's hands were a bit stale, and he took a deep breath, then slowly released his hands.
I was a little hesitant for a while, but I retracted my hand immediately, and I looked up at him with some disbelief. I saw that his face was slightly pale, and then said with a smile, "Oh, let go this time. of."
"..."
"Don't hurt you, right?"
I shook my head.
After thinking about it, I looked at his palm again and said, "Does your Majesty's injury hurt?"
He was a little surprised. I even asked him like this, an excited smile suddenly appeared on his face, looking at me: "No pain! It's okay!"
"That's good."
I said, my eyes flickered slightly: "I was just at the Taoist temple, and I heard the emperor said that His Majesty's hand had been hurt in the past. It would not be good if it became a chronic illness."
"..."
This time, he was silent.
I heard that his breathing and heartbeat were fixed at the same time, but soon, he was calm again.
He looked at me: "You want to know, what happened to the previous injury?"
I nodded. "Yes."
He seemed very happy, propped up on the couch with his other hand, moved a little outside, and looked at me: "Actually, I told you before, you should be able to guess."
I looked at him.
He said, "That's when I brought expensive things—the time I went out with Lizhu and made trouble."
I was thinking "Sure enough", there was no change in his face, but I didn't know why, he looked at my eyes as if he was more happy in the flicker, and even his breathing was more rapid.
I said, "I remember your Majesty said that at that time, you met the wolf pack, suffered a serious injury, fell into the valley, and the whole body was still bleeding, you are, so is she."
"..."
"But expensive—" I hesitated, realizing that he didn't even call "concubine" just now. Obviously, as a concubine, Nangong Lizhu couldn't go on, so I changed my mouth and said, "No matter when Nangong, None of them gave up. It was also because of her persistence that Her Majesty took back a life. "
He looked at me with a smile in his eyes: "You, I remember very well."
I said, "It's a thrilling and bizarre thing, so I still remember it."
He said, "Then you know how she did it, so that I could recover her life?"
I shook my head.
When he said here, the look on his face was a little more sloppy, and his eyes became a little bit blank, as if far away. Seeing the past events he and she had experienced decades ago, whether it was It was full of danger and blood, but when I recall it, there was no bitterness.
He said: "At that time, I lost a lot of blood, and my body started to get cold. She kept holding her, rubbing her hands, and later found that her blood had not stopped, and she was afraid that her blood would dry out. Now. "
My breath tightened.
"So," he looked at me. "She pulled out the dagger hidden in her boots, cut off her own wrist, and brought it to her mouth to let her drink her blood. Then, she wouldn't Blood died. "
"..."
"But I didn't even have a sense of consciousness at that time. Where else is there consciousness to drink her blood?"
"So, what about Miss Nangong?"
"She sucked her own blood and fed it to her mouth."
I shuddered shiveringly.
Cut your wrists, your own blood, and feed it to others.
I can't say how naive and stupid Nangong Lizhu was when he was a kid. Probably everyone in the world is not qualified to criticize such an overly "naive and stupid" girl.
but--
I said, "Your Majesty, doesn't your palm hurt?"
"Yes," he nodded, and said, "Because later, she didn't have the strength to lift her hands, and couldn't even her own blood."
"..."
"So, she cut her uncle's palm with a dagger, and then our two hands clasped tightly together."
"..."
"She said, then, her blood could flow into my body."
"..."
"Well, you don't have to die."
"...!"
I sat there blankly, hearing the words, thinking of the cold and desperate, yet warm and affectionate scene, for a moment, as if tears were gushing.