Chapter 12 Heart Knot

When I woke up again, I was on the bed of Huanxi Hall. The four eaves were the familiar moon curtain, translucent Luo yarn, and the light easily penetrated in. The bed tent was surrounded by light fragrance, just like every morning in Hou's mansion before, I was still immersed in the aftertaste of beautiful dreams. I was lazy in ** and welcomed the beginning of the day with joy.

Looking at the situation, I actually slept all night. I wanted to call someone, but my throat was difficult and tingling, and I found that there was thick gauze wrapped around my neck. Am I hurt? Looking back carefully, it must have been the result of the impulsive struggle at that time, but I didn't feel any pain at that time. Thinking of Tang Zhuo, who pretended to be a palace man, sweated coldly and held a dagger. Obviously, he was coerced, but I couldn't help laughing.

"Lord Weng, you are still laughing." The girl's beautiful face was enlarged directly above me: "You don't know, the pale face when you were sent back yesterday was covered with blood, and I was immediately stunned."

I still giggle.

"Xiuxiu, don't talk to Lord Weng. The medical officer ordered him to rest."

Hearing Lan Ying's voice, my mouth opened more.

"I dare not provoke her. It's her who giggles." Thank you, the maidservant finally saw the emperor yesterday. He broke in with you in his arms, and his face was worse than yours. I almost exclaimed. At least Sister Lan reacted..." Her eyes were shining and she continued to say. The medical officer said that you were overtimidated and weak. The neck injury is not deep, and the pain will be fine after two days..."

"Don't do this. You won't leave a scar in the future. If you want to laugh, don't cry." Huh, haven't I been laughing? Why did she cry? It's just that she was a little vague in front of her. She was at a loss, and Lan Ying also came over and took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe it for me.

I tried to open my mouth, but it was very uncomfortable to swallow my saliva. They lowered their heads and listened nervously, "I'm hungry." The food is warm on the stove, and the maidservant will get it. Xiuxiu shouted and ran away.

Lan Ying gently wiped off the thin sweat from my forehead: "I will help you up." Yesterday, there was almost no water, and after a big battle, I definitely woke up hungry. Lan Ying put several silk quilts behind me so that I could lean comfortably on the couch. I know you feel bad." Lan Ying sighed. I nodded, it was hard, painful and hungry. His eyes drooped slightly, patted his mouth and yawned big, and accidentally urged a few tears.

Xiuxiu quickly brought the meal, a bowl of grain porridge with a few light dishes, which is not my usual preference. In order to take care of me, I only picked the easy-to-digest, and the temperature was not cold or hot, but it was still very hard for me to swallow. Xiuxiu said anxiously, "I will dilute the porridge." I shook my head to stop her: "Hungry."

Half lying on the back, holding a paint ladle, scooping a full mouth, almost chewing, swallowing, clearly painful and difficult to swallow, but kept sending to the mouth, the eyes were red and swollen, several tears fell into the bowl, still repeating the action carelessly.

When the emperor's uncle came in, he saw me like this. At that time, Lan Ying gently advised him, and Xiuxiu had burst into tears: "Lord Weng, you are angry with me. Don't abuse yourself like this. It's heartbreaking." I paused for a moment and squeezed out a word between my lips and teeth: "Hungry." The head continues.

"Wait." The emperor's uncle's voice sounded, and everyone withdrew quietly. Xiuxiu, who was hesitating, was also pulled away by Lan Ying.

Only he and I are left in the bedroom. I finally stopped and squeezed my mouth tightly. He stood by the edge of the painted screen without wearing a uniform and a jade casual suit, motionless. His standing position just blocked the light from the window, and the room was much darker. I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I knew that his eyes were on me for a long time. Some breeze sneaked in and did not stay beside us, brushing up the translucent veil, bringing a faint medicinal fragrance to him.

I think if Dad knew that I was so slow in front of the emperor, it would be time to hit my board. So I got up and stayed, ready to salute him. Unexpectedly, as soon as I moved, he approached, sat on the edge of the couch and pressed me back, and finally said, "Youyou."

I still remember that Lan Ying always said that "courtesy cannot be abandoned". Even if the emperor indulges, he can't easily forget his true nature. I broke away, bent my knees on the couch under his puzzled eyes, pressed my right hand with my left hand, and then bent down to check my head.

For a long time, my head was still on the couch, but he sneered: "I've seen it. I haven't seen anyone bowing nine times on the couch. Since ancient times, the salutes have been 'below', and now it's really interesting. Youyou, what you have suffered is the same as the 'colorful entertainment'.

Once upon a time, when there were people or disputes in the house, I always heard that one of them fell on the other "face was thicker than the wall". At that time, I was still young. I looked at the man's face and secretly compared the solid wall on the periphery of Ruyang, and marveled: people are really not good-looking. Now I have finally found the source of this sentence. You are a model for the people. Looking at the ability of the emperor in front of me to stick to gold, I think he has to be upgraded to "face thicker than the city wall of Gyeonggi".

"Youyou, what are you thinking about me? My ears are straight and hot. Get up quickly." If your ears were so effective, I'm afraid they would have been burned long ago. I was slandered around me. What?" Are you the roundworm in my belly?"

Impulse is the devil, and I hurriedly covered my mouth. He looked at me ironically: "It's too late. I've heard it. Do you know the guilt?" I quickly bent down to plead guilty, but was held in his arms and felt the trembling of his chest with laughter. Ha ha, everyone says that I am the real dragon emperor. You are so bold that you actually refer to the 'dragon' as a 'worm'." No..." I said in a muffled voice.

"Does your wound still hurt?" Well, he didn't say that he didn't feel it. At first, the needle-like pain in the throat seemed to be much lighter. However, this woke me up, and it was so easy to indulge in the gentleness laid by him. I immediately retreated and shrank in the farthest corner of the bed. His hand was awkwardly stunned in the void and had to be taken back in a moment. I peeked at his look and seemed to be a little sad. Humph, do you seduce me to be soft-hearted?

I was concerned yesterday, but I suddenly woke up this morning: yesterday he didn't care about detoxification from beginning to end, either he had a good detoxification strategy, or he had never been poisoned. Today, I saw that he was no longer pale as usual, and I confirmed my idea. Everything is in his turbulence, and we are all carefully arranged chess pieces.

"Are you still complaining about your uncle?" I looked at him with tears and pointed to my neck: "It hurts." He wanted to reach out and pull me. I moved inward. Finally, he gave up and sat on his side by the edge of the couch and confronted me silently. The air condensed between us, and I seemed to see countless dust falling between my hair, eyes, and my heart.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "If time turns around, I will still arrange it like this. Let him expand his power under my secret monitoring, pretend to poison him and lure him to take you into the palace... The past events lead him to make him think that everything is ready, so that he can enter the urn at ease, and he can help him turn against each other on the eve of the rise of the day. Everything is foolproof. Even the people who are going to kidnap you have been replaced by me. Youyou, I will never put you in danger. Can you believe it? He did not call himself "I" or call himself "uncle", indicating that he is equal to me at this moment.

is another long silence.

I put my hands on my knees and silently counted the lifelike lines on the opposite Baiyuxi Zhenniu. "One, two, three..." After repeated several times, I finally said, "I have never been angry with you because of injury, and I have never resented you for using me as bait. I was not unconscious before this matter, so even if I was seriously injured yesterday Or not, in the end, I'm willing to do it. Can you believe it? He seemed to be surprised and emotional, and finally looked at me with mixed guilty eyes and motioned me to continue.

"Even if we have only been together for a few days, even if you just want to take advantage of me, I also think of you as my relative and the closest person besides my father. Your serious illness makes me so worried that I can't wait to get sick for you. So can you imagine how I would feel when I learned that you were poisoned and died soon?

"I'm sorry."

"You can use me, use Dugujin, and use everyone, but why don't you let me go... What about A Niang?" My mood has reached the extreme, and it seems that I have finally found the outlet for venting.

Hearing those two words, his whole body was shocked and his face turned white, as if he had returned to his previous pathology.

For a long time, he said softly, "You should take good rest, don't think too much. I have sent an envoy to inform the Marquis of Ruyang that he has made you Princess Chang'an, and he will go to Beijing to congratulate you soon. Taishi Ling has chosen an auspicious day. At that time, he will record your name album into the genealogy, and he will officially be my daughter. In the future, you have to call my father. In fact, I prefer the name of my father, not as good as when there is no one..." He said to himself, as if there had never been a gap between me and him.

"Is that man really all fabricated?" He knows who I'm talking about and what I'm talking about, and the gossip about him and my mother.

I stared at him nervously, hoping to see something from him, although I didn't know what the result I wanted. But he turned his back to me and didn't let me see his emotions. After a while, he suddenly stood up, didn't look at me, and strode out of the door. I watched his long figure disappear behind the paint screen, so the strong powerlessness and loneliness hit me. My fingertips were dull and painful. I raised my hand. I was too nervous just now, and the longest tail armor was broken in the palm of my hand. At this moment, Xiuxiu carefully dyed the phoenix flower for me was only red, which stung my eyes.

"You just need to know that no matter what, I treat you as my daughter, and I will love you as much as your father. No, it will hurt more than him. The medical officer said that your thoughts are too heavy. I'm so sad. You are only ten years old. What a good age. I just hope to do my best to make you happy..."

Suddenly, his voice came from behind the screen. He didn't even leave! I turned over and went to bed, ran behind the screen, and then rushed into the warm arms.