Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I stood there stiffly, Yang Jinqiao had already reached the door, and looked back at me again: "Green baby?"

After biting my lower lip, I finally turned around and walked out. Just when I stepped out of the threshold, I heard Yao Yingxue said: "Your Highness, this girl who eats and eats has caused a lot of trouble to Shangyang Palace. Why not send her away, otherwise-- "

She didn't finish her words, and there was no need to finish them. The room seemed to be quiet for a while, and then Pei Yuanzhang slowly said, "This person who eats and eats, it's time to pass ..."

My skirt flicked on the threshold, but it was obviously very light, but I felt as if it was heavy, and almost tripped me all over the ground, and finally I made myself stand up and followed Yang Jinqiao walked towards the front. After walking for a while, we went to a promenade.

She still walked ahead, not too far, not too close. The distance between the two steps was as if she had kept this distance on purpose.

I was walking away, and heard her voice muffled--

"Qingying, why are you so unbearable?"

"..."

"You have been in the palace for four or five years. Even if you haven't seen anything like this, you should have heard it a lot. Why are you stupid to ask?"

I bit my lower lip and was speechless.

I was really stupid. I ignored my identity and questioned him like that. But at that moment, my heart was really uncomfortable. Thinking of him using me calmly, thinking of Pei Yuanfeng's tears like rain, I No way can calm down the resentment in my heart.

"Qingying, whether you will stay in Shangyang Palace in the future, I want you to remember a word." Yang Jinqiao stopped and turned to look at me: "This is him, he will not Because anyone makes any change, whether that person is you or-"

I froze and looked at her with wide eyes.

Yang Jinqiao's gaze flashed, and a smile appeared on her face. She didn't finish the sentence and turned away.

Until the evening, I never saw Pei Yuanzhang again.

However, while serving Yang Jinqiao's refreshments, he heard a message from Yang Yunhui that he was originally ordered to go to Sanlipo to dispatch Pei Yuanfeng's men and horses, but for some reason, all the people stationed there were gone.

I saw Yang Yunhui's complexion as gloomy as the weather outside when he left.

The "that person" in Shangyang Palace is about to make them intolerable.

But are they still doubting me?

In the evening, the people of Qi Wangfu came to meet me at Shangyang Palace again. This time Yang Jinqiao did not return to Pei Yuanzhang again, and let me pass directly. When it was there, it was already dark and the room was also dark. Already holding the lamp, under the swaying candlelight, I saw that Pei Yuanfeng's face was a little better than yesterday, but when I saw me, my eyes were still as black as before.

I walked over gently: "Your Highness, are you better?"

"..." He was still silent, his face still in a state of aggrieved grievance, and his head bowed down.

I also seemed to understand his mood, went to the bed, stretched out his hand and quilted him, and at that moment he saw my wrist and said, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"Uh?"

I looked down and realized that there were a few bruised fingerprints on my wrist, which were left by Pei Yuanzhang under the anger before. I hurriedly pulled the sleeves to cover it and said, "No, nothing."

"Let me see."

His body was very weak, but he still struggling to reach out and hold my wrist. This time I didn't dodge again, just let him hold it, watching, gradually, I felt the hands holding my wrist Shaking.

Along with his black crow-winged eyelashes, he was also shaking.

"His Royal Highness?"

Pei Yuanfeng slowly raised his head and looked at me, silent for a long time: "Is he bad for you?"