Chapter 149: : Kissing 2

Only that day, when she was faced with the past, for the last indulgence in the past, she would deliberately not wear it.
It turned out that wearing this sachet often made her feel as if he was with her.
However, his companionship, in fact, on that day, after all, put a rest in the heart of each other.
After she became pregnant, he said that she would go to the other palace to recuperate her illness. When he returned to the palace, not only the battle between Xun and Ye was settled.
Her child has also been lost.
At the moment of loss, she faced her heart directly, how much she wanted this child.
The reason is that this may be the last chance she can try to conceive a life for him.
Because she didn't wear the sachet, she was able to get pregnant.
However, he clearly knew that Qiankun in the sachet was still indifferent to the palace to see her eventually lost.
Yes, she is the marriage princess of Sunda Kingdom. If the emperor's eldest son is born, wouldn't the Prince of Ye Kingdom fall into the hands of a heir with half the bloodline of Sunda Kingdom?
Moreover, perhaps in the night of Xuanlong Valley, he always had a heart for her.
Therefore, she couldn't forgive herself. She had doubted the sachet, but she remained foolishly on her body.
Therefore, she will live in this painful suffering every day and night, unable to save.
Including, after childbirth, how to adjust, there is endless black blood.
The pain of the miscarriage could not be more than the pain in her heart.
That night, just before the consciousness was swallowed up by the darkness, she could clearly hear the sound of the broken heart, broken into pieces, each piece was filled with sky-blooded blood, but it was also in an unshown dark place .
Stop, stop, stop, do n’t think about it.
Think about it, but it's just that it doesn't help that the meddling, does it?
It is also good to go to hometown.
It's better to have to be relative.
Every time they face each other, it is as if they are not right.
Her low-eyed eyes could see the clear, swaying light of his fingertips, swaying the snow, seeping into her eyes and stinging.
"Go."
As he withdrew his hand, the simple words clearly fell into her ears, she saluted again, turned around, without looking at him, and boarded the car.
The moment the car wheel rolled, her fingertips shuddered, and finally opened the half of the curtain of the veil. Through the corner under the curtain, she saw that he was still standing there, watching, and she drifted away Go to the chariot.
She did not dare to look into his eyes, she was afraid that there was nothing but nothing indifferent to what she saw there.
For a moment, she hoped to see the same grief in his eyes.
It's just that what she saw was always his waves.
It was also at that moment that her heart died completely.
Bai Linan has been standing on the spot, watching, the chariot far away.
Until, disappeared above the narrow channel in the palace.
He is still standing, standing ...
Sunda.
Tianzhao Palace, Chenghuan Hall.
Xuanyuan felt that Yu Yan's body moved a little, and his slightly lowered eyes were seeing her face lifted slightly, but this time, her face was only pale, these pale, representing , The residue after the poison last night.
Of course, fortunately, after all, by the scorch of the fire bed, he survived.
She found herself pressing on him, subconsciously thinking of avoiding it, but his hand didn't let go. This movement, apart from bringing her skin closer to his palm, nothing else.
The atmosphere is a bit awkward.
She felt the coldness in her body was gone, but she added a little sweat.
She didn't like the sweat to wet his palm.
She was about to lift her lips, but he seemed to be aware of her cares, and at this moment, his hands were gently released.
She just wanted to get up, because she was getting heavier, she was lying on his body again, she was afraid of borrowing when she got up, but would hurt him. For a moment of hesitation, he took her arm lightly, took her up together, and placed her on the stone steps beside the fire bed.
The scene after the poison last night, even if it is not very clear, but before losing the clarity, the memory is always there.
She stared at him, not knowing what to say, only knowing that the poison of the thousand machines in her body could not be concealed.
He didn't speak, just got up and draped her blouse over her naked body.
Leaving the fire bed, without the warmth, it is cold.
Later, he put on his black robe, but, I didn't know if it was intentional, or it was just his unconsciousness. This made him face towards her, and she lowered her face quickly, not looking at him again.
Even today, she still has some inexplicable avoidance of his naked body.
This low head, she subconsciously stroked the swollen abdomen, where it was clearly unharmed now, and was not affected by the poisonous hair last night.
Because of this touch, she could even feel that the child, gently, at this time, kicked her restlessly. This kick, her hand on the abdomen, can feel the distinct marks.
Lips, can not help but evoke a smile arc.
That's great, she survived a poisonous hair. Fortunately, child.
She let out a breath, hands, and supported the edge of the fire bed behind her. With this support, she would stand up.
Of course, the palm of her hand had just touched that edge, and once she heard a sizzle, she subconsciously closed her hand, which was too late.
The palm of his hand, accompanied by the smell of Jiao Liao, burned a blush.
The temperature of this bed turned out to be so high.
Without waiting for her to turn back and look at the bed again, in front of him, when the black flashed, he had approached her, his hand, holding her anxiously, his eyes full of pain, just like, last night same.
What she suddenly thought of, from when she woke up, the smell she smelled at her nose before he put on a robe facing her and contacted the scald on his hand at this time.
Her other hand was about to touch his shirt, but he let go of her hand so quickly.
Her hands stiffened in the air, and what she touched was nothing but a floating air.
"You are poisoned." He just spoke out.
Of course he knew that she was poisoned, and he knew that the poison originated from his sin.
However, since she said she was unchaste before, and insisted that she should take the child back to Miaoshui a year later, it was obvious that what happened that night, maybe, like him, she would not know much at all.
Therefore, if his speculation was correct, then she would not know that it was his.
This question is only to break the embarrassment of the moment, but also to make her feel at ease through her confession.
She knew he would ask her, but his tone was not what he expected.
On the contrary, it is very calm, so peaceful, as if talking about something that is not very important.
This matter should not be important to him.
After all, she was the poison, didn't she?
And she has nothing to hide.
"Yes, the concubine was poisoned by cold. Although the concubine was not sure when the poison was caught, but--"
"But you know, the remaining days, maybe only a year, right?"
Asked this sentence, before she answered, he continued:
"You, one year later, want to return to Miaoshui, is it because you know that you don't have much time at all, so you want to leave me?" He asked this sentence, this is what he has been The desired answer.
Even if he doesn't know the answer, he can deceive himself.
But this time, he doesn't want to!
Because, the rest of the time, no one can be used to avoid.
Even if it can be avoided, it is just the cruelty of the truth.
And his direct, let her mind fall into a moment of pale.
However, once in her mind and her mind, can she escape his sharp eyes?
"This is only part of the reason, but the concubine's consideration is still the body of the concubine, not the perfect one. So—"
"There is no reason." He interrupted her, turned back, and stared at her, "I can expel this poison for you, including, your child, I can keep it together, but, I hope--"
For the remaining half of the sentence, he thought he would not say anything hesitantly, but he blocked his throat and couldn't say it anymore.
Even at this time, for the sake of the child, she will agree.
But can he be so selfish?
Can't.
He had hurt her so deeply, if it were not for her strength, he might have lost her that day.
It was only because of her strength that she still survived to the present.
"I don't care, who the child is, I said, I will treat it as my own."
Withdrawing half of what he said, he only said this.
In fact, this child is his.
Her innocence is only for his defilement.
Lost for his so-called detoxification.
This time, the detoxification was at the expense of her life.
The person he trusted the most, this game was released. He was not without doubt, but he chose to believe.
Originated from, those family love trips, those past.
"Emperor--" There was a trace of choking in her voice.
He condensed her eyes, where, except for a slight mist, it did not fall apart.
"Everything is my fault. The cold poison in your body is that I didn't protect you. I promised you, your child, your poison, all to me Rely, do you believe me? "
He meant something, but she would not understand it.
He could n’t make it clear—
Because, afraid of being scorned by her.
Because that person's identity is invisible.
What's more, what he will do next can only be done more smoothly when she doesn't understand.
What she wanted to say, there was nothing more than the accumulation of the mist at the bottom of her eyes.
He didn't want her to cry, even if the woman's tears were so precious, shed for him would make him kind of satisfied.
But he didn't want to.
Because, he is not worthy.
His hand gently touched her face and whispered:
"Promise me, no matter what, never cry. This is the exchange I want this time."
The first exchange, he used the child as a threat, in exchange for her back to him, and Miao Shui 200,000 clan soldiers.
The second exchange, he also threatened the safety of the child, in exchange for her never crying.
Yes, he will be at ease only if she never cries.
Peace of mind ...
After her mist, there was a little doubt.
In the bottom of my heart, there was something I couldn't say, but for a time, she couldn't tell.
I still remember what Rong Ma said, the woman ’s tears are the most precious and can only be shed for the people she loves most.
The tears she once shed were also rare.
Today, to him, she could not contain tears.
Is it--
But is she worthy?
Her body fell with him uncontrollably, leaning into his arms, and the moment she leaned in, she turned the mist back in full.
She does not cry, if, this is the ‘exchange’ he wants, she does not cry.
Hands, holding his body without hesitation, circumventing those shirts, she touched his back gently, and across the soft robe, she covered it lightly, but still felt his body shocked. shock.
This shock is not because of her phase.
Rather, the skin beneath those robes is afraid that the fire bed has already been burned to the point that it is not in an inch.
If this is the cure for her coldness, can she either?
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