Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 251 Sick Emperor (18)

Mu Zhili was really not afraid of being made such a fuss by the commander. She opened the door, and then saw a man in white clothes fluttering and disheveled, using all his strength to slam into the palace wall facing Zhaohui Hall.

There was a buzzing in her ears, and Mu Zhili froze in place, her eyes slowly opened wide following the movement of the man limply falling to the ground, it seemed that even the moonlight was brighter at this moment, allowing her to see more clearly The person who landed on the ground was a woman with no blood on her face.

The donated blood on her forehead trickled down her forehead and flowed into her pair of gray eyes, dyeing the moonlight red.

The two guards guarding the door seemed to be used to it, they turned their heads to look at Mu Zhili who opened the door and said nothing.

One of the guards stepped forward to take a breath, cursed bad luck, and wanted to kill himself and run to them to do something, just find a piece of white silk and hang it on the beam of the house.

He got up and said to the other person: "I'm watching here, you go and call the father-in-law in charge of the cold palace and deal with him."

The other rushed forward along the palace wall.

Xuanyuanji didn't know when he came behind Mu Zhili, he looked at this scene coldly, the boundless night made his pupils darker and deeper, the chill around him was even colder than this day, Through those expressionless eyes, he seemed to see himself in the previous life.

In this palace, a normal person was slowly driven into a lunatic, a walking corpse who only knows how to breathe.

Death was the end of life for him at the beginning.

Death, for her now, is the relief of life.

In short, no matter what it is, the result is the same, there is no escape from death.

No matter how you entered the cold palace, and what kind of mood you came in with, in the end all hope will be wiped out by time, leaving only hatred.

There is still a guillotine hanging on this hatred, as long as he lives for a day, he will be in constant fear.

His voice was low and hoarse and lonely, like an old man at the end of his life, he said withered and ashamed: "Oh, another one died..."

Mu Zhili looked back at the person behind him in surprise, the candle in his hand had been blown out by the wind at some point, two steps away from her, she could clearly see his lifeless eyes by the moonlight, as lifeless as stagnant water Any fluctuations, looking at that person's eyes is as simple as a dead ant.

She had never seen Xuanyuan Ji like this before. In the memory of the original owner, she only knew that Xuanyuan Ji was a cruel and ruthless person. During the past few days of contact, she knew that he was a very proud person.

He won't allow himself to bow his head to anyone.

Even if he falls into the clouds, he still has to live in contempt for everything.

This was the first time she called him so fragile, depressed and lifeless, and it made people feel distressed for no reason.

Her heartache hadn't lasted for a few seconds, Xuanyuan Ji looked over, and met her sympathetic gaze, he froze all over suddenly, where had he seen this look before, something seemed to break out of the bottom of his heart .

He opened his mouth but said viciously: "You dog slave, look at those tricks that I dug out of you!"

The strange emotions were suppressed, she was worthy of sympathy for him in everything, if he wanted her life, he would just move his fingers.

The sadness in Mu Zhili's heart has receded like a tide before it reaches every part of her body, she turned her head dully, she should sympathize with herself.

The person is already dead, and she will not come back to life if you look at it any longer. Mu Zhili closed the door, turned around and said, "Since there is nothing else to do, the master should go to rest as soon as possible."

There was no surprise in her eyes, and Xuanyuanji felt a little blocked in his heart again, so he glanced at her and turned back to the room without making a sound.

Mu Zhili followed behind and also limped back to the room. The moment she closed the door, she raised her eyes and glanced at the door, her lips were pursed into a straight line, and the door slowly closed. This farce came to an end.

The next day.

Mu Zhili took Xuanyuan Yu's face water and went in. The two of them were silent. Regarding what happened last night, it seemed like a dream in a different bed.

When Mu Zhili went out, she saw that the blood on the wall, including the stone slab, had been wiped clean. She closed her eyes, thinking that a person in the cold palace, her life might have ended when she came here.

She turned her head and glanced at the three big characters in Zhaohui Palace. Is Xuanyuan Ji's life over?

Mu Zhili said that he was scolding herself, so she let him eat something that no one else would eat, but she really made him eat twice and because of what happened last night, she couldn't bear it anymore.

She was reluctant, but how did Xuanyuanji usually do it?
He always poured Mu Zhili's rice out of the window, and then ate the food Xuan Yi brought from outside the palace, but Mu Zhili didn't know, she really thought he was only eating the things he brought over.

Mu Zhili finally found out with his conscience that he bought off the father-in-law who was cooking, and brought back the portion of food that should have belonged to Xuanyuan Ji.

Xuanyuan Ji stared at the three dishes and one soup. It was an accident that he entered the Chaohui Palace. It was the first time he saw that there were three dishes, including steamed buns, which were all freshly steamed.

Is this money spent finally paying off?
The dishes are quite fresh, Xuanyuan Ji finally didn't let her out this time.

He motioned for Mu Zhili to taste the first dish. Although it was something he threw up, Mu Zhili was still touched. This was the first time he let him eat it, even if she had already finished eating a dish outside, but You can't save his face.

Mu Zhili took a pair of clean chopsticks from the food box, took a dish he indicated and put it in his mouth. This dish was much more delicious than the dish he ate just now.

Mu Zhili wanted to hold the second chopsticks, but he glanced over, "Did I let you move the chopsticks?"

"The slave is guilty." She was cowarded immediately, and put the chopsticks back.

Xuanyuan Ji ate the first dish gracefully, and after two mouthfuls, he signaled her to continue with the next dish...

Mu Zhili finally understands his intentions, he treats himself as a test dish, if it is poisonous, he will poison her to death first!

She wanted to gnash her silver teeth, but she tried all the dishes with a smile.

In the next few days, the weather was calm, except for Xuanyuan Ji's convulsions from time to time and scolding her, nothing happened.

Xuanyuanji was sitting on the couch reading a book, and when his eyes became sore and swollen, he raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Zhili who was cleaning the room. With this glance, he suddenly found a problem, the little eunuch seemed to be quite pale...

He was obviously dark when he first came here, so why does he look like the general public now?It's just a little darker and yellower than ordinary people, and the good facial features are more delicate, why do you feel more delicate than a girl?
Mu Zhili didn't know it, she took a feather duster and cleaned every corner of the room, and was about to go out when she heard Xuanyuan Ji say: "Come here."

(End of this chapter)