[Three Kingdoms] I am the queen of the Great Wei Dynasty

Suddenly, a dizziness spread over the temples like a mist, and all consciousness disappeared in a daze.

Just fell asleep like this.

"Go to sleep." He firmly caught Ah Sheng who had fallen backwards, picked her up, and gently placed her on the couch in his tent, staring at her with dim eyes.

Her sleeping posture has never been elegant, even casual and unscrupulous. The dark eyelashes cast a thick shadow on the lower eyelid by the light, disturbing the heartbeat of the beholder.

--sorry.

You probably can't guess it, I put tranquilizers in the tea, I guess only sleep can make you calm down now, and no longer want to leave me.

Never never ever leave me.

He breathed quietly, with disappointment and shame in his eyes, staring intently at her forehead, closed eyes, sweaty nose bridge and pale lips, every inch and every corner of her face seemed to be never tired of seeing, Even the originally short breath could not help but slow down.

He leaned over and kissed the top of her forehead, and left like a dragonfly, the touch between his lips seemed to be hot, and then grabbed her thin wrist and pressed it close to his chest.

After finishing this movement, he couldn't help but be amazed that he was a little hypocritical, but he didn't pretend to be.

He couldn't help laughing, and stroked Ah Sheng's delicate skin with his fingertips. The coldness and warmth instantly matched each other, creating a subtle tactile sensation.

It seemed that under the surface of that white skin, every minute, there was a faint beating heart, which expanded into his own warm blood.

He seemed to be able to hear her despair and pain, and a huge wave surged up in his body, screaming and almost drowning him head-on, his heart was suffocated so hard to breathe.

"I don't know your disappointment." He said in a low voice, his voice was like a lonely confession in the night, "I know your heart better than anyone else."

"But why can't you think about my feelings from my point of view? For Xun Yu, you can block arrows with your body without hesitation, and in order to save him, you don't care about your own life at all—this is a lonely teacher. How calm! When you think of you being able to give him your heart and give him your heart, you will feel like a hundred scorpions devouring you, and you will not be safe.

That day, I drank alone in the middle of the night, and I happened to meet that woman from Zou family at the dinner party in the middle of the night to flatter me. She played a piece of music in front of me. At that time, I thought, it seems that I haven’t seen you play the piano for a long time... ...Seeing that her eyes are very similar to yours, but they are more seductive and less clear than yours. After being drunk for a while, her eyes are full of you. It is also because of her unhappiness that she made such a big mistake and led to the current result. "

After murmuring for a long time, a soldier's report sounded outside the tent: "Report to Sikong, Liu Biao's reinforcements have arrived, and the generals are waiting for Sikong at the camp."

He got up and put on his clothes, glanced at the sleeping woman, lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent, submerged in the looming white mist in the distance.

**

"Where are you going, ma'am?" The servant asked timidly when he saw that Mrs. Bian was angrily packing her things when she got up.

"Why don't I go?"

"But... Sikong asked the little one to guard you, and told you not to wander around, and told you to stay. It's not safe to be in chaos outside." The little servant looked at her in embarrassment, lowered his head and said.

"There's no need to stay. He sees me as displeased, and I see him as displeased too. Why add embarrassment." She packed her bag, stuffed her clothes and money bag into it, and tied a big knot.

"But..." The boy frowned in embarrassment, and said hesitantly, "You just left, Sikong... It's hard for a villain to explain."

A Sheng didn't raise his head: "Tell him directly, I know he doesn't want to see me again, now I will save him this trouble, I don't need him to give orders, I will go first."

After packing up her things, she slipped out without looking back, and without giving the boy a chance to stop her, she signaled the groom to go quickly when she got into the carriage, while the boy behind her shouted in embarrassment: "Ma'am!"

Non-stop all the way, from starry night to daytime, arrived in Xudu.

Zhi'er just saw her come back, and excitedly stuffed the poems and essays she wrote into her hands, "Mother, look, this is all written by my son. This article was written by my feelings when the sun was full and the moon was full, mother How do you feel?"

As soon as she saw her son, she felt a little brighter, touched his head with a smile, took the bamboo slip, and was about to spread it out to read it, when she heard a burst of "tap-tat-tat" footsteps outside.

"Ma'am, ma'am!" A woman dressed as a maid suddenly broke into the door, her hair was disheveled, she must have been in too much haste, and she didn't even have time to tidy up her clothes.

When she saw A Sheng, she fell to her knees with a "bang", shouting in her mouth: "Madam, it's really kind of you to be here! Princess Shuang has been looking for you!"

Before he finished speaking, his voice was so choked that he couldn't speak, he suppressed his grief and continued: "Princess...Princess, she was born prematurely by accident, and the little son was born with great difficulty, but she bled a lot, the doctor said, she was afraid ...I'm afraid I won't be able to make it through!"

A Sheng was so startled that he couldn't speak for a while, and stayed where he was in shock: "You said..."

"She has been urging her slaves to find you, and she must tell you if she has something to say, please hurry over and see her!"

She half pulled and half grabbed onto the hem of A Sheng's clothes, weeping with tears all over her face, she knelt on the ground and sobbed mournfully.

A Sheng quickly pulled her up and ran out after her.

"Shuang!" As soon as he crossed the threshold of the inner room, Ah Sheng couldn't wait to yell at the woman on the bed, and couldn't wait for a moment, as if there was a blazing fire burning under his feet, he ran there eagerly.

The pungent smell of blood rushed to the face immediately, and even though it had been cleaned by the maid, the smell left in the air still penetrated into the heart and lungs, stirring the mind of the person who smelled it.

After bleeding so much, how could she hold on...

The uncontrollable sourness instantly turned into tears, which flowed down in a rustle, but she was afraid that Shuangshuang would see it, so she pinched the flesh on her thigh tightly, and forced herself not to cry.

Shuangshuang leaned on the couch and heard the noise, she couldn't help opening her eyes, and saw that it was A Sheng, with a faint smile on her haggard face.

"You came."

A Sheng nodded vigorously, sat down on the edge of the bed beside her, and said in his mouth, "En."

"It's a pity... I'm about to die, so I can't talk to you anymore." The snow-white robe on her body reflected her thin figure under the clothes, and every word she uttered seemed to exhaust her greatest strength, driving Heavy breathing, shaking and beating lights in the silent surroundings.

A Sheng gently covered her mouth, "Stop talking nonsense, you will live a good life and nothing will happen. Promise me, stick to it, wait until Guo Jijiu comes back, and then carefully calculate the life with him The child's hard work."

She smiled helplessly, buried her head in A Sheng's arms, shrunk subconsciously and said, "Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense - I already look like this... I am obviously dying .”

Without waiting for A Sheng to reply, she continued, her expression did not reveal the slightest bit of sadness, but she was inconceivably calm: "I bet a hundred times... the doctor must be behind my back, telling you that I am dying and cannot be saved." it, right?"

"Don't make wild guesses—you'll get through it, you will, you're only so young, and you still have such a long time to live."

Hearing this, Shuangshuang grabbed A Sheng's sleeve, as if she wanted to hug her tighter, "You always like to lie to yourself... you know the truth, but you always... hide your heart to comfort others, Don't do this anymore, the saddest person has always been yourself..."

A drop of cold tears suddenly fell on the back of Shuangshuang's hand, spreading out suddenly, making her shiver suddenly.

"Don't cry." She said, stretched out her hand to pat A Sheng's cheek, and smiled to herself.

Ah Sheng swallowed tears down his throat, wanted to smile back but couldn't pull it out, desperately clenched Shuangshuang's hand, feeling that the wrist he was holding in his palm was like a thin holly branch, as if a little more force, It will be completely broken.

A Sheng was afraid of hurting her, so he let go of his hand slightly, and stared at Shuangshuang intently, not daring to let go of his gaze for a second.

——She was afraid that the woman in front of her would disappear in the next moment.

Shuangshuang is really too delicate, so light that it seems that a gust of wind can blow away her body, turn it into ashes, and dissipate in the air in the middle of the night.

Same as her name.

The scattered autumn frost condenses in the short night, and it will wither and melt in the daytime.

"You said..." Her eyelids were slightly closed, her breathing was chaotic and dying, and her voice seemed to be forced out of her throat, "Is my life worth it?"

It took her a lot of effort to make a sound when she spoke, but when A Sheng approached her lips, she finally heard clearly. The voice in her ear was like a thin cicada's wing, which couldn't be more fragile.

The tears in her eyes almost gushed out again, and she sucked them back desperately, getting a few inches closer to Shuangshuang's still warm body, so that the latter's head could rest on her shoulders, and she choked her throat and said: "Of course Worth... People have lived this life, and there has never been anything unworthy."

She didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only say something meaningless.Shuangshuang smiled as soon as the words came out, pulled the corners of her mouth hard, moved her chapped lips, and said, "I mean... Feng Xiao... Have I ever... got Feng Xiao's sincerity?"

A Sheng was stunned for a moment.

How could she ask such a question?

Reluctantly pulling a smile, he stroked her long black hair, which was as soft as a curtain twirling between her fingers, and A Sheng bent her head and said in a low voice: "If he wasn't sincere to you, how could he marry you? It's you who are overthinking."

"Do you... really think so?"

"He is not a person who would treat such important matters as trifling. Guo Fengxiao has always been willful and not rash, easy-going but sober. Since he let you bear his surname, he must be absolutely pleasing to you." Ah Sheng said softly. Then, she raised her wrist to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Shuangshuang was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised her head to look into her eyes, her sallow face was as thin as wood, and finally spoke after a while: "Thank you."

"But I'm afraid," she fell into silence again, looking lonely at the black mountains outside the window, the rain was hazy and light, "you guessed him wrong."

"impossible."

"So the saddest thing for me is that I understand him the most, but I am the most disappointed. Sometimes... I would rather not understand him at all than to be sad when I am about to die. I have never told you the truth, but... …I was really afraid that if I didn’t talk about it, I would never have another chance, so I asked Xiao Jin to invite you over.”

She said so much in one breath all of a sudden, and even her expression recovered a bit, her complexion began to turn red, and the palm of A Sheng's hand was also slightly warm.

A word broke into A Sheng's mind just like that—return to light.

She couldn't help being startled, and quickly got rid of this thought, trying to keep her tone calm:

"Well, what do you want to say—just tell me."

Shuangshuang took a deep breath, stared at her pupils with difficulty, and slowly said: "I love him... the first time I saw him, I knew that I might not be able to escape in this life. He is the most beautiful girl in the world." Smart people, you say that he is unrestrained and unrestrained, but there is nothing wrong with this, it just goes against the vision of those so-called Confucian nobles. I love him so much, but he seems...doesn't like me, even Marrying me is also reluctant, maybe I was wrong from the beginning... No, I was right, if I do it all over again, I will choose that way, even if I die, I think it is worth it."

"Water, I want water." She spoke incoherently for a long time, then suddenly shut up and stopped, pointing to the table.

A Sheng quickly poured warm water from the big bowl on the table, put it to her lips to feed her, she sipped it in small sips, and then swallowed with difficulty.

A Sheng wiped the corner of her mouth with his sleeve, and said seriously: "Don't be so sure, Guo Jijiu is just not good at expressing, he obviously likes you, really."

Shuangshuang smiled wryly, but it was uglier than crying, and licked her chapped lips: "So I said, the more I understand him, the more torture I will get - I know him too well, although... The art of military formation, but I know exactly what he is thinking, what he likes and dislikes, and how can I not know if he has sincerity for me? It's ridiculous, even if I got my wish and married him, I would never marry him. I have received his love, maybe a little bit, but compared to me... it might be better to say that he loves Sikong more."

The more she talked, the more her breath became heavier. When the last word was pronounced, she even leaned back against A Sheng's shoulder, grabbed the quilt and breathed hard.

But she seemed to be amused by her own words, she couldn't help shrugging her shoulders and laughing, lying in A Sheng's arms and laughing non-stop.

A Sheng wanted to hold her cheeks to tell her not to talk anymore, so as to save some energy, but Shuangshuang shook her head indifferently, and without waiting for A Sheng to dissuade her, she continued to smile to herself: "You didn't expect that, I sometimes I really envy Cao Sikong—I envy him that Fengxiao is always by his side, that he can get Fengxiao's sincerity and unswerving loyalty, that he can do his best to advise him without complaint or regret, and walk side by side for the common ideal. As for me, Sora has full of love and joy for Feng Xiao, besides, there is nothing worthy of him liking me, how can I be worthy of him...cough cough—"

Her face suddenly turned pale, as if she lost all her strength in an instant, she grabbed the quilt until her face twisted in pain, and shouted into the air: "It hurts! It hurts!"