What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

Shu Xingmi was fascinated by the lantern, when he suddenly felt a pain in his hand, it was the monarch beside him who suddenly exerted force, the strength was so great that it seemed to crush the bones of his hand, and the joints rang out from the pressure.

The veins on the back of the monarch's hands are protruding.

Everyone has an aura, and the aura of the monarch at this moment is absolutely deterrent and furious.

Shu Xingmi did not withdraw his hand, but looked at the monarch.

The monarch stared straight at the surging crowd, his face was extremely dignified, and his eyes were full of disbelief. His eyes moved slowly, and the light of the peony lantern reflected in his eyes, turning into a murderous red.

Who is he looking at?

Who is there?

Shu Xingmi followed the monarch's gaze, but did not see any clues.

What's wrong?He was fine when he lit the lamp just now...why did his expression suddenly change?

Shu Xingmi put his other hand on the back of the monarch's hand, silently reminding him that now is the occasion for a feast.

The monarch suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at Shu Xingmi, and put the fire stick back together with him.

His fingers trembled slightly.

The king's eyes are startling.

Shu Xingmi has never seen him show this kind of eyes, twisted, hated, surprised, puzzled, tightly intertwined, this eyes make the whole face of the monarch become strange.

On the way back, the monarch didn't say a word, and Shu Xingmi asked a few words, but he only said "nothing".

Shu Xingmi couldn't help but think of the rumors about this king of the Xi Kingdom.

Xi Country is different from other countries, the succession of the throne is not from father to son, but from brother to brother.

It is said that this 17-year-old little monarch is extremely cunning, vicious, and best at instigating power. In order to proclaim himself emperor early, he did not hesitate to frame his elder brother. The elder brother was first imprisoned and then executed, and the yellow robe was directly put on him.

Thinking of this, Shu Xingmi suddenly remembered that in this life, the final fate of the little monarch is to be forced to die by the emperor's brother.

His scalp was numb and his heart was clear.

The emperor's brother is not dead at all, otherwise there would be no subsequent usurpation of the palace.

However, Shu Xingmi still doesn't quite believe that her lover will frame her brother for power and status. There may be unknown inside stories about this matter.

So, according to this speculation, after lighting the lanterns just now, the monarch probably saw his elder brother in the crowd.

The elder brother who was supposed to be executed, standing alive in the crowd, was really creepy, no wonder he had that kind of reaction.

When the two returned to the bedroom, the monarch was silent, thoughtful, upset, and his brows could not be drawn.

Shu Xingmi could tell that he was unwilling to tell anything.

The two are not close enough to speak their secrets openly.

The more he tried to get closer, the more vigilant the monarch became, and the avoidance and rejection in his eyes were undisguised.

do not come.

Don't talk to me.

Don't ask about anything.

Leave me alone.

Shu Xingmi understood that he was the prince of Gui Kingdom first, and the queen of Xi Kingdom second. This matter was related to Xi Kingdom's internal affairs, as well as the monarch's personal affairs.The monarch does not want to trust him, and he understands.

It is useless to say anything at this time.The more you say, the more wrong you are.

The lights went out, and neither of them fell asleep.

After several hours, Shu Xingmi suddenly heard that the person next to the pillow seemed to sit up and get out of bed.

It's so late, what is he going to do?

Shu Xingmi tilted his head slightly, half-closed his eyes and peeked.

I saw the monarch wearing a bright white fox fur, walking lightly in front of his portrait, and stopped.

Oh, so I went to see portraits again.

Shu Xingmi breathed a sigh of relief, maybe the monarch wanted to use this method to calm himself down.

There were many nights before that, he would quietly go down to see the portraits.

The monarch looked at it for a while, then reached out and took off the portrait, and then tore it in half with a "shua".

This voice was particularly abrupt in the quiet night, as if it had torn the night apart.

Shu Xingmi didn't react at all.

There was another sound, and the exquisite and beautiful portrait was dismembered by five horses, with noses not noses, eyes not eyes, scattered in tatters and pieces all over the floor.

It's not enough for the monarch to tear up the painting, he just stepped on it, crushed, stomped, kicked...

The handsome face in the painting has long been blurred.

"Your Majesty, what is this...?"

Shu Xingmi was wearing a thin shirt, even wearing the wrong shoes, he bent down to pick up those cold scraps of paper, almost stepped on his hands, but still held them in his arms.

The shredded paper stained the obscene clothes, but he still hugged her tightly.

The monarch stretched out his hand to him with a stern expression: "Give these to me, you go back to sleep." His voice was tired and commanded.

"What does Your Majesty want to do, I can help His Majesty." Shu Xingmi didn't intend to let go.

"Really?" The monarch pointed to the stove in the palace: "Then you can burn it for me."

Shu Xingmi didn't move, just looked at the monarch quietly, unable to tell what emotion was in his eyes.

"Go." The monarch urged.

"I can not do it."

"Very good, the empress is going to resist the decree?" The young Longyan was furious: "This painting belongs to me, so I can do whatever I want. What does it have to do with you?"

"Your Majesty, what happened?..." There were already three or five court ladies and guards outside the palace who heard the movement and came to escort him.

"Everyone back down." The monarch said towards the door.

Shu Xingmi said a word, but the monarch didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"This painting has something to do with me, because it depicts the person I love the most."

The monarch was silent.

The words entered the ears, turning into strands of warm current, dripping in every corner of the chest.

The queen was just saying...he loves me?

"I want to trust him, I want to do anything for him, I want to be there for him when he's in trouble, I want to hear him talk about him, no matter how small, so that I can understand more He's fine at one point, but it's so difficult. Does Your Majesty know? It's not just Your Majesty who looks at this portrait every day, but I as well. This painting is gone, and when I miss Your Majesty, I can't see Your Majesty anymore," Shu Xingmi raised his hand and wiped his eyes with his cuff: "Why did you destroy this painting...it's so beautiful..."

What really makes me sad is that you trample on yourself like that.

Why do you hate yourself so much?Don't you like yourself the most?

I'd rather you be narcissistic than give up on yourself.

The monarch was very surprised when he heard the queen's words. The queen regarded himself so important... He tore up the portrait by himself, and he was so sad...

Moreover, seeing the queen's eyes were red from crying, the monarch's heart softened, and there was no anger left.

The queen's fuss diverted his attention very well, and his gloomy mood dissipated a lot.

He turned around and walked to the bed, and took out a piece of paper from the treasure box, which was the portrait the queen drew for him on the day they first met.

"Okay," he wiped away his tears for the queen: "Don't cry, when you miss me in the future, read this."

"kindness."

"Come here, change your clothes." The monarch picked out a clean obscene clothes and handed it to Shu Xingmi: "Don't you want to hear about me?"

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel for the nutrient solution x2~

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