Chapter 51: Moonlight Shadow? Horror dream?

Chapter 50 Moonlight Shadow? Horror dream?
It was even deeper that Chong Ye Lan was still, and when she was in a trance, she was lying down quietly, the cat was generally silent, but I woke up, but I felt that the man gently tucked me in the corner, and the other hand was in the silk. In the next temptation, the dragonfly touched the back of my hand, seeing that I did not move, and then slowly and carefully inserted my slender fingers between my fingers, clasping my hands with my palms.
This is not the first time, after I entered the palace. He always came in quietly after I fell asleep, and surrounded me vainly from behind. As soon as I turned over, he quickly let go, thinking that I would gently hug me after I slept, and sometimes I turned over frequently He would not dare to hug me, just hold my hand gently, or touch the back of my hand, and sometimes even just put it on one of my tail fingers or a sleeve of the sleeve, as if it can be touched so little. Ask him to settle down.
Since I hit the arrow two years ago, I have never had a good night's sleep. I slept extremely shallowly, and a little noise or changes in light and shadow will immediately wake me up. He sneaked into the room like this, I could not be unknowingly, just unknowingly, just pretend to sleep.
Regardless of day or night, he always sits beside me, no longer asking me the question of forgiveness or not. If I wander in the garden, he will sit in the pavilion on the rockery and taste tea. If I am in the study Accompanying Xiaoer to practice writing, he listened to the exhibition outside to read the boring twists and turns, and from time to time responded with a sentence or two. At night, he pushed the door in when he fell asleep. If I was sleeping on the inside of the bed, he would lie sideways behind me, and if I was across the edge of the bed, he would gently for Zhang Jin stool to sit on the bed, Shou Zhi sat half-sleeping all night. At dawn, I always quietly leave before I wake up, lest I be annoyed by him and be humble and cautious.
When the moonlight came in, I opened my eyes and watched the hazy moon shadow on the gauze outline his figure close to me, the outline was clear and lonely... He did lose a lot of weight... There was a thorn in my heart, there seemed to be something in me My heart squeezed lightly, and I couldn't express my sadness.
I heard him turn around lightly and lightly behind his back, coughing twice cautiously, and I know that the fishbone in his throat began to cause trouble again. That day, the first crucian carp he swallowed by mistake swallowed it, and the fish thorn must have pierced into the throat wall, but he was very stubborn, rather uncomfortable, rather than invited the doctor to come, as if to let the doctor take a look. The performance of the weak. In the past, he never shy away from doctors like this. It seems that he has become more sensitive and stubborn since his blindness...
His eyes... Zhan Yue’s face in private that day was complicated and dignified, and I stopped what I said was still in my ears, "But please ask Miss Shen to leave the prince again. That day, the prince missed the arrow, and the prince lost his consciousness. Sit on the ground and hug Miss Shen day and night, except for the eyes and tears, and all the surroundings were ignored, and my subordinates knew that he could not listen to persuade, and he wanted to support the prince with a strong desire. If anyone comes close, he will be killed by the prince's hidden weapon. The prince will finally pass through the soul and faint, and I will wait for the entourage to move the prince into the dormitory. Miss Shen's body is also the other. Did you go for stealing the beam and replacing the column? It’s just that the grandfather woke up but could no longer be seen... Earlier, the grandfather rushed back to Yangzhou and the Miss League member after the mutiny. For the rest of the day, the poison was not completely removed, and that day the prince saw the death of Miss Shen’s arrow and his heart was broken. His eyes were bleeding, and the frost was on the snow, so that his eyes were blind...If the child is still there, I am afraid that the prince... …"
My tremor twitched, and it seemed that the person behind me could hardly suppress the cough in my throat, and was terrified to disturb me.
I turned over and stretched out my hand from behind to put him on his waist.
But he felt a shock, and even his breath was hidden away, motionless.
For a long time, a pair of slender and cool hands slowly covered the back of my hand, very light and very soft, carefully lest a little hard work would scare you.
"Miaoer~" Unbelievable, he called me gently, whispered like a whisper. My name was ordinary, and somehow it slipped through his lips and teeth and brought an indescribable lingering thread.
He turned around very slowly, holding me under his "eyes", sliding his throat gently up and down, his eyes with a dreamlike luster that people could not bear to look at directly, tiny prayers and attachments flashed one by one , And the look that has never been possible on this Qingjun's face-timid...
Between Xu Yu, the number of thoughts in my head was parallel, and I withdrew my hand from his palm. The lonely stroke across his face made my eyes warm and suddenly wanted to cry.
I slowly covered the drawn hand with his eyes, gently covering the brighter eyes than the moon, "Yanzhen, I never needed any complicated words of action, no need to do anything Xiao Fu is low, as long as a little sincerity, as long as you can calculate the city a little less, I will be able to do anything with you...even if you go against the sky."
He heard that he was holding my hand and he was suffocating, and it was unbelievable that he was suddenly at a loss, as if he wanted to stretch out the hand I covered in his eyes, and it seemed that he wanted to stretch out his hand to take me into his arms, and finally, a pair of slender hands ended It was gently closing the back of the hand that I covered on his eyes, rubbing repeatedly, "Miaoer, are you...willing to forgive me?"
I gently snuggled into his arms and was hugged tightly by him.
The reason why I avoid avoiding death with escape is only because I know that as long as I see him, I will decide to escape, without his imprisonment and mastery, and I will finally catch it. This is not a game between me and him, but my struggle with myself.
For his sake, I can give up my life and talk about forgiveness, no matter what he has done to me, I can be relieved, but I can forgive everything he has done to me, and I have the right to forgive the destruction he caused to the Shen family ? ...
He gently took my hand from my eyes and put it in my heart. A bright and clean face slowly approached by inch. When I closed my eyes, the moment my lips touched, I felt like I was in the cloud, his heart. Beating violently under my palm, so fast that people thought they were about to break out of the throat, but the movement was gentle and gentle like never before. He sucked shallowly against my lips, kissed and attached, and the tip of the tongue was on the lips. Sliding over and over repeatedly rubbed, as if to remember every tiny line on it.
My heart was swept by feathers, quiet and warm, I opened my mouth and gently called him, "Yanzhen..."
He paused, and at the next moment, the lips and tongue swept over and over into my mouth, hooked the tip of my tongue and swept left and right, purging my breath and sucking it out.
In an instant, the surroundings all belonged to nothingness, no moon, no veil... Only the gradually hot chest and suffocated plundering on my lips remained close to me, as if the universe had just opened, the chaos had emerged, the warmth And far away.
I don’t know how long it has passed, and I don’t know how many times the moonlight has been secretly protruding from the dark clouds before he let go of my lips. I am like a drowning person lying beside his face, and his chest is violently undulating. Know how to spit.
He snuggled close to my face, the tip of his nose rubbed the tip of my nose admiringly, rubbing repeatedly, his eyes blurred, and inhaling breath from time to time, feeding his lips, making my chest suffocation gradually slowed, just like this The general feeding is more ambiguous than the strong kiss, and my blood rushed and my cheeks burned.
He smiled lightly against my cheek and moved his soul with emotion, "Miaoer~My Miaoerao......" He reached out and outlined his fingertips slowly and lovingly along my face. For a moment, those thin lips touched my ears again, and the muffled voice slipped warmly into his ears. "I want to see Miao'er's present look. Look at Miao'er's watery style." The Phoenix Eye."
Hearing the words, my face was burning hot, biting his shoulder angrily, but he chuckled, buried his face in my arms, the last moment also controlled my breathing, this moment, but like Children who are lonely seeking mother's comfort generally nestle their faces in the soft part of my chest and murmur, "Miaoer, don't leave me again, don't leave again..." The voice is fragile.
I bumped hard in my heart and hugged him in my backhand.
In this way, he was warmly embraced until dawn, and the newborn sun with a fluffy golden chicken cast on his sleepy face, quiet and serene. I gently broke away from his arms and quietly got up and walked away.
Unexpectedly, I just left for half an hour, and went back again, the room inside was turned upside down.
The door was wide open, and the room was full of servants and guards kneeling in the room. Pei Yanzhen leaned on the edge of the bed, wearing only a tunic. The Wupu hair was barely undone, and it was almost on the shoulders. I don’t know if it’s anger or hurt. The knuckles clinging to the edge of the bed are faintly white, and traces of blood are secreting from the fingers. The blood stains oozing from the knee of the tunic are shocking. Vase or cup.
I stood staring at the door, at a loss.
He heard Zhan Yuedao: "Ye Ye is not in a hurry, and his subordinates immediately lead people to close the gates and search for the princess!"
princess? I carried the anti-inflammatory medicine soup that was just fried for a moment, and I stepped back unconsciously when I stepped on the threshold.
I don’t know which bodyguard noticed that the light and shadow behind me standing at the door were changing. I turned back and saw that I was exclaimed like warm carbon in the snow, "Princess!"
The people in the house turned back together, and Pei Yanzhen raised his head before everyone moved, "Miaoer?"
"Yan Zhen, is this...?"
Hearing my voice, he stood up and walked barefoot over the broken porcelain to the door. I exclaimed anxiously, "Beware of your feet!" On the side of the mahogany table where the medicine bowl was placed at will Bypassing the broken porcelain and supporting his arm, he was prevented from recklessly moving forward.
"Miaoer." He held me in his arms at once, and the power was terrifying. On one side, Zhan Yue led a house of followers quietly withdrew and closed the door.
I stroked his tight spine from top to bottom, "Yanzhen, we can sit down, how are you hurt?"
"Miaoer." He didn't seem to pull back from the great fear, his body trembling slightly, burying his name in my shoulder socket repeatedly whispering my name, "Miaoer, don't go... don't leave me..."
Immediately tightened in my heart, a sour bite hit my heart, "I don't go, Yanzhen, I just go to make medicine for you."
"Decoction?"
"Well, I found the doctor in the Wangfu and asked him to prescribe some medicine for reducing swelling and thorns." I explained while stroking his slowly relieved back.
"I thought... it was another dream..." He murmured against my closed eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling gently.
Later, I learned from the maid's mouth that when he woke up and saw that I was away, he panicked, tripped over the table, knocked down the tea vase, and broke his palms and knees on the ground. He was injured by broken porcelain and was surprised. The guards in the house followed him. Because I didn't wake up early, I went to the courtyard to find the doctor. The king's mansion was so big that the man in the house couldn't answer my whereabouts. He decided that I left him and went out of the palace.
I sighed lightly in my heart. I took up his uninjured hand and put it on my face. On one side, I took a silver needle to pick out the broken porcelain with the palm of his other hand and knees. The wound medicine was wrapped up before it was put down properly.
"No more rashness in the future."
After getting my blame, he exhibited a smile like a spring breeze, and picked up the medicine bowl and drank as sweet as honey.
If you like two ex-husbands and one play, please collect them: (EbookFREE.me) Two ex-husbands and one play have the fastest literature update rate.