Chapter 2439: Are you a devil?

Han Zitong came over step by step and walked up to me, feeling that her breath was shaking, and a bit of her breath was mixed in the cold wind.
She groaned: "Do you know how painful he is?"
I said lightly, "What are you doing with me?"
"You—" My indifferent answer seemed to immediately irritate her, and I could clearly feel that her breathing became heavy and rapid, and she stared at me fiercely, saying, "Yan Qingying, do you have any heart ? "
"..."
"He paid so much for you, but you said that?"
"..."
"Are you a devil?"
devil.
These two words raised my eyebrows slightly.
I haven't seen each other for a long time, and my heart is as dead as death, but she is sitting in the position of queen, but she can do nothing at all, not even a little "growth".
With a little smile on the corner of my mouth, I took a step forward.
The two were originally close, so I took one step forward and naturally approached her.
Feeling a little hesitant, she didn't back down.
So I took another step forward, one step further.
There was not a long distance between the two people. I could feel that I was close to her, and she was close to me. The foreheads of the two touched each other. Her breath was short and tense. A little trembling blew into my face.
Even the falling snowflakes melted instantly.
My eyes couldn't see it, but at this moment I stared straight ahead, also "staring" at her eyes.
Under this stare look, she was a little hesitant. I felt she was almost backing away and said coldly, "Why, are you scared when you look at me like that?"
"..."
"You're right, I look like this now, and anyone who looks at me thinks I'm a devil."
"..."
"Bless him."
She shivered again, and took a two-step step subconsciously before falling to the ground.
"Mother Queen!"
The palace ladies around came in a hurry and rushed up to help her, and those palace ladies hurried to my side. Someone reached out and supported my elbow, using a little strength, as if stopping me There is nothing more to do.
It was so late, and the snow was so big, they probably thought that the Queen was pushed down by me.
Sure enough, the maid who just yelled loudly pointed at me and scolded: "You are so brave, you dare to murder the queen and mother, you take her down!"
As soon as her voice fell, these maids around me were anxious: "No!"
"She's the one the emperor wants to meet. You can't move her!"
"Yes, otherwise we can't make up the difference."
The one on the other side also stunned: "Duck, this woman murdered the queen mother, you dare to turn a blind eye, have you turned?"
"Take her down!"
The people on both sides were noisy for a while, and I could feel that there were a lot of hands reaching out to grab me, and the maids here were frightened and constantly struggling with them.
Just then, Han Zitong said, "You all give me a hand!"
Suddenly, all the maids were quiet.
She gasped slightly, and watched again after many people, after all, just gritted her teeth and said, "Go back."
The court ladies were immediately stupid: "Queen maiden?"
"Don't you teach this woman, queen mother? She wants to murder her!"
"Yeah mother, how can you--"
They were noisy, Han Zitong yelled again, "Shut up for me!"
This time, no one spoke at all.
She gasped, as if looking at me again, and then said, "The emperor asked you to send Miss Yan past, didn't you?"
"Yes," the maid also worried that she had offended the queen, and hurried to kneel on the ground and said, "This is what the emperor ordered, and slaves acted in accordance with the order."
"Okay, you go."
At this moment, a maid rushed to the side, hurriedly came to Han Zitong, and said softly, "The queen mother, the little prince is crying again."
As soon as Han Zitong heard it, he turned around and left.
As soon as she left, the group of maids followed.
All of a sudden, the place that was still noisy was quiet immediately, only the wind was blowing, and the rustling sound of the leaves in the corner rolled, I was a little stunned for a while, and the maiden who stood up stood up and said softly "Ms. Yan, Ms. Yan, please forgive me."
I turned to her: "What sin?"
"Slaves--"
"I don't remember what happened."
"..."
"But always standing in the wind, I'm a bit cold."
"Ah?" She listened and hurried forward to help me: "The slaves immediately sent Miss Yan back to rest. Let's go, let's go."
Other maids also hurried over to protect me and continue to move forward.
I just didn't expect to delay this for a while on the road. The warmth from the bathroom was not enough to resist the cold wind and snow. At this time, I had some cold hands and feet, but soon they took me to a house.
Here, I heard the sound of leaves rustling by the wind.
On the previous road, although the wind screamed, but in the winter, the vegetation was dried up, and almost only the sound of falling leaves was heard, but here, the sound of the leaves of the branches was still heard.
Bamboo leaves, of course.
There are many places in the palace where there are bamboos, but there are not many ways to make me so familiar.
Because of this road, I have traveled too many times, too many times.
Cabinet.
I am back here again.
Before leaving the capital for the last time, Pei Yuanxiu took me in to see it, because he broke into the capital, many houses were destroyed in the flames of war, and the cabinet could not be spared, but he was soon on the ruins again A cabinet was built exactly as before.
Now, these maids brought me back here again?
I certainly know who it means.
The palace maid stepped forward and pushed the door open, but there was a burst of warmth in it immediately. Obviously, they had already packed up before they came here, and put the stove in this house.
There was even a warm fragrance in the air.
There are also incense.
It was thoughtful.
But I'm a bit strange. This place is the cabinet, and all the books are in it. The most feared thing is the pyrotechnics. They put the stove in here, wouldn't they be afraid of a fire and make the cabinet suffer another disaster?
I said, "Are you setting the fire here?"
"Yes, it's freezing cold, Miss Yan can't catch cold."
"But this is the cabinet."
"..."
"How can there be so many books in it?"
"..."
The palace ladies did not speak for a while, as if they looked at each other in pairs, and then said a little awkwardly: "There is no book in it."
"what?"
I slowly walked up the steps, walked across the threshold, walked a few steps, and touched the hands in front of me a few times, and did not touch anything.
The bookshelves that stood here, as well as the subset of the scriptures on the bookshelves, were gone.
I looked back in amazement: "Why?"
"..."
"Why are those books gone?"
The court ladies have been supporting me all the way just now, but now they are all staying outside the door. I do n’t know if they do n’t know, or ca n’t say, just a moment of silence. Take a rest, the slaves retire. "
After speaking, he closed the door and left.
I stood in place, listening to the sound of the door closing, and the sound of the roaring snow and wind was shut out, along with the footsteps of those maidens, they went further and further.
It really went away.
I turned my head again, "looking" at the room.
Compared to the blackness just outside, it feels a little faint inside, and it's almost easy to ignore the light. It should be a candle, so I follow the almost invisible Light, walk slowly forward.
On the way, nothing happened.
It seems that not only those bookshelves and books are missing, but almost everything else is also missing.
Here, there is only an empty house, probably because it is too empty. I walked on the smooth floor in embroidered shoes, and the subtle footsteps were infinitely amplified.
In my ears, there is a feeling of extra depression.
Finally, when I was close to the faint light, I kicked something under my foot, reached out and touched it, it was a stool.
I held the stool forward and touched it. It was a table, or a dressing table, because there were bronze mirrors and some simple utensils on it.
However, these things are useless to me.
I turned around and groped to the other side.
It was over a short while, and I felt a bed near the wall. It was a very comfortable, large bed. The mattress was soft and seemed to be smoked with a touch of sweetness.
For those who have been so long on the road and have been extremely exhausted, this is really an endless temptation.
However, I only touched it and retracted my hand.
I don't plan to sleep yet.
Or, I can't sleep yet.
Because, I haven't seen Pei Yuanxiu.
It was he who gave Qi Muge his hands in Shengjing and Xie Houqi went to Dongzhou to cope with me. I thought he was here to meet me. Actually, of course, he wanted to meet. of.
However, he did not show up.
He doesn't want to see me?
Or-what's his plan?
Of course, it's impossible for me to get to this person. I can never control this person. If I can guess what he thinks in his heart, it won't be what he is today.
Just after bathing, my hair was dry, but because I came out with heat and stood in the snow for so long, the falling snowflakes melted and then my hair was wet, and I felt a coolness as soon as I entered the room. He groped and walked back to the dressing table just before, sat down, reached out and touched the comb on the table.
It happened, and when I touched it, the comb fell to the ground.
I sighed and got used to it these days, so I bent down and prepared to touch it on the ground.
Just then, a hand came over and took my hand.