Demon folding

"I'm not, I'm not!"

"Princess, princess!"

I judged in panic and panic, and heard someone calling me in my ear, as if I had seized an opportunity to avoid the complicated situation in front of me, I suddenly turned around and chased, the sound of the blue water was crushed under my feet, and then I stepped into a white light among.

I blinked, and in the faint halo, the name of Aning seemed to be still ringing in my ears.

Panting profusely with sweat, he blankly locked the scene in front of him. It turned out to be a girl dressed as a court lady sitting on the side of the couch, looking at me earnestly.

I was still gasping for breath, staring at her, desperately wanting to prove that everything just now was just a lie, it was all a dream, it was just a dream.

"I was just dreaming, wasn't I?"

"The princess has slept for so long, it's normal to have some dreams, just relax."

When she saw me speak, the disbelief on her brows turned into joy, followed by a soothing and soft voice, she turned her head to another court lady beside her and said anxiously, "Quickly report to the king, the princess is awake. "

Woke up?

I'm not dead?

how come!

The hosta stuck deeply into my heart, how could it not die!

I was startled, grabbed her hand and said, "I'm not dead?"

"Last year you were injured at Qingling Terrace, and His Majesty took you back to Shangqiu, and you have been placed in Quebo Terrace since then. The fire in Taichung made you pray to God day and night, and it took until this winter that you gradually improved. Although I have said a lot Talking in sleep is better than lying down quietly. Now that I am awake, the king must be very happy." She smiled gently, patted the back of my hand and said softly.

Dawang, Shangqiu, last year, did they sleep for a year?

I became more and more flustered, with coldness seeping down my spine, I said with trembling lips, "Isn't Your Majesty at Qingling Terrace, why did you go back to Shangqiu?"

Father Wang already looked like that at Qingling Terrace, how could he return to Shangqiu?

My mind was very unclear, and I still felt a little bit of pain. I didn't dare to think about it rashly, as if I would overdo it and it would crack, so I had to ask her without question.

"Princess, you must not be fully awake yet. Hasn't Your Majesty been in Shangqiu all the time? Now that the war is tense, he can't leave. If it wasn't for the riot at Qingling Terrace last year, the majesty would not rush to Qingling Terrace .Fortunately, His Majesty went to take you back, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. You are so hurt that it is difficult to cure, but His Majesty firmly believes that you will wake up, so he issued a death order to let Que Botai's Huo Zheng Ling wholeheartedly protects you. Now that your wish is fulfilled, it must be the love of the heavens who pity the king, and cannot bear to see you say goodbye to the king."

She said it alone, but it made my mind even more chaotic.

It was clearly only a short dream, how could more than a year have passed?

As if finally aware of my confusion at her joyful words, she frowned awkwardly, looked at me and whispered, "Princess, don't blame the servant for talking too much. The servant is just too happy and can't help it. After all, the eyes Seeing how your Majesty has loved and cared for you for more than a year, I have to say a few more words in front of you. Whenever there is no urgent battle, the Majesty will definitely come over to guard the princess every night. There are many princes and princesses in the city, and no one can do it like this. Princess, you can get so much love and care from the king..."

I frowned, and gradually understood in my heart.

That's not the father, it should be Shi Huan in Tsing Yi, Xie Fusheng had said earlier in the morning that he would use his father's name to fight more wars, now it seems that it is true.

Thinking of his reconciliation with Fusheng, I suddenly felt disgusted, and I also felt disgusted with waking up, so I interrupted her impatiently, "I want to take a bath."

"Yes." She happily agreed, and said, "I will send people to make preparations, and I will also invite the doctors to enter the palace. After the doctors have seen the princess, they will order food and medicine, so as not to hurt the body rashly."

"You go." She saluted and retreated, turned around and was walking, I stopped her, "What time is it today?"

"Dongyue 23, there will be more than a month until the end of the year. Now the palace is making preparations. I think this year will finally be a good year."

She smiled brilliantly, and her fine eyebrows were beautifully curved, which made me a little unbearable. I didn't want to spoil her joy, and said softly, "Okay, I'll rest for a while, and you will report when you are ready."

"Yes."

She saluted and went away, I lay back on the couch, feeling dry mouthed and very disturbed, I couldn't help turning over and stepping on the couch barefoot.

There was warmth sinking into my ankles, I lowered my head and looked, it turned out that the hall was covered with thick fluffy warm cushions, and several flaming braziers were burning red in the corners, even if I wore thin clothes next to my skin, I didn't feel cold at all.

It was only then that he thoroughly confirmed that he had really passed from summer time to winter time, and he had really dreamed about it for more than a year.

Laughing at himself and holding his lips, he felt even weaker. He finally got to the table, and the hand that poured the water trembled.

Holding the water cup and unwilling to let it go, only by real touching can I prove that I am really awake and not dreaming. I unconsciously want to confirm whether the wound exists, but unexpectedly I reached out to touch my heart, and the touch is quite Gentle and soft, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

After sleeping in panic for more than a year, although her body is weak and her birth is shallow and slow, she still has the uneven curves that her daughter's family should have.

The fingertips rested on the wound and pressed down hard, but there was still pain.

Thinking vaguely of that dream, who is that dry bone, how could I feel familiar? Could it be that just because of that familiarity, can I have a relationship with Ah Ning?

The me that Jie Fusheng said was just a ray of Aning's soul, so where is Aning? Is it because of the loss of Aning that Shi Huan wanted to get some comfort from me in pain?

Thinking of this, I realized that I had some vague hatred. When I hated him, he completely replaced me as the lost one, and the maintenance that I worked so hard to protect did not belong to me at all!

How many terrible things do I have to go through before I can end my life like an ant?

I shook the water cup in my hand angrily.

The blanket was heavy, and I lacked strength. It fell out and only made a muffled light bump. It failed to express the hatred in my heart with a crackling sound, but instead involved the old hatred on my right wrist.

The pain came from my heart, and all kinds of scenes from Qingling Terrace surged like a painting in the corridor. I couldn't help but sour my eyebrows, and tears came out hot.

It doesn't matter if it's a dream, I'm afraid you think you've woken up, but you're still in the old dream, and you don't know why.

I don’t know if it was because I woke up from a long sleep, my body was exhausted, or my heart was too weak. I cried and cried and fell asleep on the desk. When I realized it, I didn’t know how long I had slept. , and then felt the breathing of the person beside him.

Youxiang is still cold and cold, I am familiar with it, and the complexity and entanglement in my heart makes people unwilling to open their eyes to face it.

He sat quietly, and there was no other movement.

After a cup of tea, the warm fingertips brushed off the blue hair scattered on my cheeks in the light tufts of my clothes. The movement was as gentle as the wind, and the wind rolled gently into the deep eye sockets, followed by the curls. To the cold tears.

"It's just a dream, why bother to take your mind seriously, is it in a dream, and dreamed of those evil things, that's why you shed tears?" I have also had many dreams. When I woke up, I thought it was not a dream. After a long, long time, I realized that the so-called waking up was just still in a dream. Those dreams, one dream rings another dream, real It's scary, so I can't tell which part is me, and which part is you again."

In just a few words, what he said seemed to be talking in a dream, but there was a bit of truth in it, which clearly fell on my ears, which made me tug at the strings of my heart, and I didn't want to lose every single word.

"I have cried, I have struggled, and I walked down the road in a very lonely way, but I was thinking about you who are not real..." When he said this, he seemed to regret something, and he faintly choked up.

"Ah Ning, I didn't understand you before, and I never wanted to understand you. I thought that if I acted on my own heart, I wouldn't harm others. Unexpectedly, after doing things through cause and effect, I still caused you to cover up for me. Disaster. I thought that after you left, I would be able to understand your heart, but as time went on, and the longer I chased you alone, the more I felt that I had been away from you for too long, so long that it was scary. Until now, even I don't understand myself, and I don't even know if I still have such a pure heart to face you."

It's like opening my heart, listening to what he said from the bottom of my heart, I still feel that he is a vague shadow, but he himself has clearly understood something, and in his murmurs, there is actually a hint of giving up.

"Now that I am like this, I also feel very good. At least, I don't have to face the complete you. Maybe, because of this, I don't have to face the annoying self in the past. You say, that's it, okay?"

"Okay, why not..." I answered the words leisurely, and when I opened my eyes, I saw his bronze-masked fox face recede.

Sneering from the bottom of my heart, with a warm smile on my face, I chased after his shrunken eyes hidden under the fox's eyes and sat up, grabbed the clenched hand on his leg and pulled it into my arms, not wanting to lose the opportunity to confront him head-on .

It was as if a warm hand was held, and the delicate coolness wrapped around me, making me take a light breath involuntarily.

Hexun's candlelight gathers in the clasped hands, allowing me to gently and carefully smooth out those shrinking restraints one by one with the faint yellow light, and let go of the eyebrows to look carefully. .

According to Mr.'s teaching, the lines on his palm are so complicated that I don't know how to distinguish them, but the number of fate is extraordinarily long, and I don't know where it extends along the wrist.

The emotional and karmic veins are intricately entangled, not only with one person's veins, but also with countless branches growing on the veins of life, and it is hard to see which one really belongs to him.

Keep all of these in your heart.

When he said those words, he whispered like in a dream, which made me feel like I was in a dream, and I thought about it a lot, but in the end, I couldn't suppress my hatred for Jie Fusheng, so I made up my mind.

I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of scaring him, or because I'm also afraid of it myself, and the gentle and soft voice seems to be talking about something that has nothing to do with me.

"You can treat me as Aning for now, and I can also accept your pity and care for me, but I have one more condition. If you can do it, I can treat you wholeheartedly."

He fled with a flick of his palm, and was immediately suppressed by me. I have already said such embarrassing words, how could I allow him to escape so easily?

Pressing against his palm, he tightly locked his shrinking eyes until he chased after me no longer giving in, and then said, "Heart and heart are just equal deliveries. The matter of resolving floating life has nothing to do with you, you are just because of me." It’s just for him to plan every step, not to mention that you have devoted your heart to saving me once or twice, I am not a careless person, how can I not perceive it?”

He opened his eyes slightly without hesitation, and looked at it carefully, as if he was thinking about the truth or falsehood of my words.

I rolled my lips and looked at him, weighed my voice with some sarcasm and said again, "The condition is just because of my unwillingness. I am not willing to be deceived and fooled to this point. Please, it's because I can't do anything, but you still have the possibility." Avenge me. If you really have pity for me, you don’t need me to beg you, you will try your best to do it for me. If you don’t have that compassion, even if I have affection for you because of your rescue Heart, that is also a boring and useless heart. If you think about it, you don’t even bother to have such a wholehearted heart, don’t you think so?”

His words are full of eloquence, and his eyebrows hidden under the narrow eyes of the fox are deeper. Even if I look at it with my heart, I can't get anything from it, so I can only pay attention to catch his behavior, hoping that he will be careless pouring out of the mind.

For example, at this moment, although he was struggling with his wrist, he didn't use much force, and he felt shaken in his heart.Since he has wavered, the initiative has more or less been biased towards me.

Gou Lip let go of his hand, I propped myself on the table and pressed my chin and said leisurely, "You can think about it, after all, if you have to deal with Jie Fusheng, I'm afraid it's something that will make you embarrassed."

He retracted his hands into the long sleeves of the royal robe, bowed his head in silence for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he was determined, followed by a coldness, "I don't know Fusheng, and I didn't expect you to change so quickly. It looks different, but it didn’t surprise me.”

"Oh?" My heart was tense, and I felt a little uneasy in his unclear words, and I still didn't want to flinch and smiled indifferently, "Really? Then what should I look like?"

His shoulder blades swayed slightly, as if he knew that he had said something wrong, his robe sleeves were already trembling slightly, probably his hidden hands had already been tightly clenched to restrain the fluctuating emotions.

I don't want to get too entangled in this issue, Liao Sheng looked away from him boringly, and said coldly, "No matter what I look like, if you can't kill him, then there will be no conditions for you and me to talk From now on, the two have nothing to do with each other. I only hope that you, no matter whether I am Aning or not, let me take care of my own life and death, and don't bother me again. To be honest, I hate Jie Fusheng, but I also hate you. He's generally annoying."

"A Ning!"

He probably didn't expect that I would be so decisive, he swallowed his words in shock, as if he was afraid that I would be angry at him for calling him by the wrong name, annoyed, he said, "I..."

"My surname is Zi, and my first name is Zhexia. Don't call me the wrong person."

I was naturally angry, and glanced at him indifferently, put down my elbows and propped myself on the edge of the table, and got up, not wanting to grab the skirt of my clothes for him, and looked up at me in pain from bottom to top.

"I know that you are not completely Aning, but one day you will understand that you are also her. I agree to your conditions, not only for your wholeheartedness, but also for my wholeheartedness for you, no matter what you look like , in my heart, you are her!"

Maybe it was the pain in his eyes, or maybe it was his sincerity, which made people think of the joyful thoughts he had when he came to save me in Xuanwu's womb.

It's such an uncomfortable feeling...

Qiqiao, the moonlight of that night shone brightly again, and the thought of wanting to wipe away his desolation and sadness was like a winding stream, and I was flowing in it, even forgetting that I once had the heart to deceive him.

Is it true that I also have some thoughts that I shouldn't have, so I made such a shameful deal?

What's so good about him...he's so ugly again...Or, I've already put myself in Aning's position, wanting to covet him for a longing?

Looking down, my mind was incomprehensibly chaotic, and seeing him lose his support and bow his head during my long period of non-response, my heart ached to the end.

This is fate.

I also resigned to my fate.

Sighing sadly for the defeat of accepting fate, I said, "Yes, but you also said that you can't kill him. Could it be that you are also crazy about some thoughts, and you are just like him just deceiving me?"

Mostly because I have seen the weak side, he stood up quickly, with an invisible aura of oppression at a head higher than me, looking down at him coldly and said, "Although I can't kill him, I can trap him, At least, it can make him less evil."

After knowing my thoughts, I seemed to be pulled away from the last pride and upholding, and I lost my heart lazily. Hearing what he said, my thoughts still moved.

I thought about it for a while, then walked over to the couch, and said undeniably, "Is that so, it's not too bad. But remember, even if one day I really become Ah Ning, after going through all these things After all, it will no longer be her. No matter how humble my son Zhexia is, I don’t want to lose myself and become a vassal of others. You have your persistence, and I have my self-restraint. There is an equal relationship between you and me. In the process of holding on, there may be a winner or loser."

The verbal dispute may be the last way for me to preserve myself, and I curled my lips coldly, hating myself like this very much.

"Ah..." As if he was really forced into a desperate situation because of my words, he responded with a desolate powerlessness, "That's it, very good."

"I'm tired, so I won't greet you anymore."

Listening to his struggle, I somehow felt irritable in my heart, suppressed the thoughts that should not be boring, and couldn't help but think that perhaps it was because of his affectionate words that made me have a heart to use scheming.

It's just that Wan didn't expect that when he made up his mind to make a bet, he would also understand his deep thoughts, whether it was good or bad, and he didn't want to distinguish too clearly for a while.

Laughing at himself sadly, feeling extremely tired both mentally and physically, he stepped on the couch and issued an order to evict guests.

No matter how speechless he was, he stepped on the velvet couch with a muffled sound, thinking that he was extremely exhausted.

There was a creaking sound of the palace door opening and closing, I took a light breath and closed my eyes.

Since he agreed, I became much more stable in solving the floating life. I said a lot of words on my mind. Tiredness has already swept my whole body and mind. The powerless exhaustion makes me not want to think about anything at the moment, I just want to sleep peacefully Shen Jue.

As for him, before the conditions are met, he has nothing to do with me, and let him get entangled by himself.

Thinking about it this way, I felt that I was being extraordinarily cruel. However, compared to Jie Fusheng, it was still far behind.

Not yet, it made me feel embarrassingly guilty.