After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Chapter 227 The Queen's Tragic Experience

If Li Qing still had a little sympathy for Si Jiu before.

But now he is not like that anymore.

He always thought of Qingcheng dying in front of him.

He hated everyone who made him lose his beauty.

The one I hate the most is Si Jiu.

If Si Jiu hadn't been imprisoned, Wen Baizhi would have threatened him with Qingcheng.

Then Qingcheng might not have died.

His beauty is so good.

He hadn't had time to redeem her.

And she died.

She had never even betrayed him.

If Qingcheng were still alive, maybe they would have been together in the end.

But now it's all in vain.

It’s all Si Jiu’s fault.

But no matter how much Li Qing hated Si Jiu, he still had to complete Qi Yan'an's instructions.

Especially if Si Jiu cannot be allowed to die in the palace.

"The requirements are the same as before. Please hurry up and don't keep His Majesty waiting for too long."

After saying this, Li Qing walked away with a swagger.

Si Jiu was aware of Li Qing's hatred towards him today.

So obvious.

So he did not make the same demands on Li Qing as before.

I don't think they would agree even if I asked them.

It’s time to continue drawing the grid.

Qi Yanan gave him a lot of paper.

There were still four pills that Wen Baizhi brought him the night before.

Si Jiu took out another one, threw it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

If I have the chance to meet Rong Heng again, I must thank him for the elixir today.

Otherwise, Si Jiu might not even have the strength to raise his eyes.

After regaining some strength, Si Jiu got up from the ground and walked to the table tremblingly.

Li Qing didn't know what kind of medicine powder he sprinkled on him yesterday, but the injury on his wrist was almost healed.

The wound appears to be healing with white flesh.

Although his wound was painful and itchy when the powder was sprinkled on it to heal, he couldn't scratch or touch it.

But the effect is very good.

Si Jiu held onto the table and sat down.

The amount of paper has not decreased.

I don’t know if Qi Yan’an has any other plans.

My stomach hurts.

It’s worse below the lower abdomen.

Si Jiu hadn't had any water for several days, and his body was as dry as his soul.

The breath I exhale is hot, but there is no water to cool me down.

This is the consequence of not drinking enough water.

He was shaking with pain from the stones.

No matter how much I press it, it doesn't work.

But no matter how much pain it hurts, he has to continue drawing grids.

Maybe after he finishes drawing these grids, Qi Yan'an will take him to see Wen Baizhi.

Maybe.

Wen Baizhi was having breakfast with the Queen at this moment.

The queen looked at her red and swollen eyes and the dark circles under her eyes, and said distressedly: "You didn't sleep well last night. You look much more haggard."

Wen Baizhi had no desire to eat at all: "Thank you for your concern, Madam. I may be a little too attached to my bed, so I didn't sleep well."

Seeing that she didn't mention her crying, the queen didn't bring it up either: "I know how bitter you feel, but there's really nothing we can do now. His Majesty has spies all over the palace, and even here, he has put a lot of people watching me all the time. But don't worry, I'm already looking for an opportunity, at least to let you and Si Jiu meet."

Wen Baizhi felt that the Queen's kindness towards her was inexplicable since yesterday.

"Your Majesty, please forgive my rudeness, but I really want to ask you, why did you risk being discovered and blamed by His Majesty to help me and Si Jiu?"

The Queen seemed to have known that she would ask this question: "Maybe it's because I see in you the love that I will never have in my life, or maybe it's because I want to repay Si Jiu for saving my life two years ago."

"Life-saving grace?" Wen Baizhi asked in surprise.

The Queen seemed to be lost in memory. "Two years ago, His Majesty began to select the best candidates in Dacheng. But when His Majesty was selecting the best candidates, he did not look at their family background or their origins. He just asked people to compare their portraits one by one and select the candidates. Those who looked similar would be kept."

Wen Baizhi was stunned and asked, "Is that portrait the portrait of Wen Bai?"

The Queen said, "Yes, that's why I said yesterday that I had seen Wen Bai countless times, although I saw him in a portrait."

The story after that is not difficult to guess.

It is normal that Queen Su was chosen because she looks most like Wen Bai.

"But why is it a life-saving grace?" Doesn't she want to be the queen?

The Queen said calmly, "That's because I once had a lover who I secretly promised to spend my life with. But because I was chosen by His Majesty to enter the palace, my parents ordered me to separate from him. In order to stop me from having any thoughts, they even sent someone to kill him. When I got to know the news, all I saw was his corpse. It was so cold, I couldn't stand it and wanted to die with him. It was Si Jiu who saved me."

"But if Si Jiu saved you when you wanted to commit suicide, shouldn't you hate him for meddling in your affairs? How could you remember his life-saving grace?" Wen Baizhi asked.

The Queen knew her worries: "That's because I didn't tell you everything. Si Jiu knew I had no intention of participating in the election, so he let me go. He also helped me find my lover's body and finally saved me. He told me that if I died, no one in this world would remember my lover. Living may be difficult, but living is hopeful."

It turned out to be the case.

I guess when Si Jiu saw what happened to the Queen, he also thought of himself and Wen Bai.

"Si Jiu is right. Death is easy. If there is really nothing in this world that you are nostalgic for, then you can rest assured to die. But if there is still something you care about, you still have to think carefully before you die."

If that's what I said to the Queen.

Then the queen is also a miserable person.

too.

Who wouldn't feel pity for those trapped in this palace?

So what if your status is noble?

What does it matter how great the power you have?

The imperial city not only traps people's bodies, but also their hearts.

Even Qi Yan'an, in Wen Baizhi's eyes, was just a person who held on to the past and moved himself, but in fact, he was always that inferior and heartless person in his heart.

He gets no love from anyone.

Of course, he wouldn't love anyone.

He doesn't even know how to love.

"Bai Zhi, can I call you that? Eat something first. I have sent someone to ask His Majesty for news early in the morning. If His Majesty can stay in the front court longer, I will find a way to bring you to see Si Jiu." said the Queen.

But Wen Baizhi was a little worried: "But Madam, if His Majesty knew that you took me to see Si Jiu, he would punish you."

The Queen just smiled indifferently: "Our Majesty is good in everything except face. If I take you to see Si Jiu and use his Majesty's name, then he won't do anything to me even if he knows. Besides, don't worry, although his Majesty has not often entered the harem in the past two years, he is still good to us. He won't do anything to me."

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty." Wen Baizhi thanked sincerely.

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