Chapter 3 Dream

Yin Muxue blinked her tears, Xue's cold face, and Yin Yin's red lips spit out a vague sentence, "It's not me... It's really not me..." The sentence was light and did not dare to look directly at the other party's aggressive pupils.

"Sister Cher, no one has touched this cup since you came in. Who wouldn't you be?" Don't give the other party time to breathe and continue to ask questions. Today, you must expose her true face in front of Zheng Wen.

His eyes were full of blood, and hatred ran through Zheng Wen's chest, witnessing thousands of poisonous insects fleeing wantonly, as if returning to the scene when the poison broke out a year ago. Thousands of insects sneered, hundreds of claws scratched their hearts, and countless small insects that were full of food and drinking flow back and forth in their blood at that time. He even still remembers that the cold dagger cut At the moment when Po Ying stood up, there were tens of millions of fat insects flowing out mixed with black blood. Their appearance was no different from these poisonous insects in front of them.

"It's you, is it really you?" The burning flames ignited in the bottom of his eyes, dyeing the deep black pupils into boiling red. Zheng Wen ran to Yin Muxue like crazy and squeezed the woman's jaw with his big hand as cold as iron pliers. "It turns out that what Qingzhu used to say is true!"

I still remember the quarrel with her under the willow tree, and Qingzhu once said, "It's ridiculous, do you know why you are poisoned? It's all her poison." At that time, he thought it was disgust between women or slander between rivals.

Yin Muxue's pupils widened. How did the woman know about this? Could it be that Bingbing told her? Thinking of this moment, she suddenly laughed, her eyes were like fire, and her laughter became colder and colder. "Brother, you and I have known each other for nearly ten years. Don't you know what kind of woman I am? My brother is willing to give me a chance to explain. If I don't even have this trust, it's meaningless for Cher to live.

After saying that, she pretended to cry and was about to grab the door. Her little foot stopped above the threshold and did not step out. She thought that after so many years of understanding of Zheng Wen, she knew that he would definitely chase her, hold her arm, speak softly and care. But today, men stand towering like wooden statues.

"Ha ha, my brother has also been white-eyed and wronged before. Xue Er has always supported you, but she didn't expect that when today's things turned around, the treatment would be very different." Intentionally mentioned that in the past, he wanted to tear his previous wound. Zheng Wen was framed and steal things when he was young. At that time, there were human and material evidence, and everyone fell into the well. Only he was young at that time and did not know how to do it. He kept shouting, "Brother Wen is wronged. He is not a bad person!" At the most difficult time, even a trivial child's words are firmly remembered by him like a life-saving straw, that is, from that moment on, a little girl's figure was planted in his heart and broke out of the ground, passing through spring, summer, autumn and winter, until the branches and leaves flourished.

The woman's words pierced his heart like a steel needle, and the pain that could not be vented forced him to lift his iron fist and hit the carved window lattice in front of him. But listening to the "bang", a big hole suddenly appeared on the wooden hollow window, and the back of the man's blue veins hand also burst into blood. She can always provoke her most ** nerves at critical moments, and the original bone-eating anger was suddenly submerged by cold water.

turned around and walked out of the partial house. Her heart kept beating drumming. The matter had been announced to the world. Zheng Wen ascended the throne on a different day. Even if he had the intention to forgive himself, the flattering villain beside him would not be able to let her go. That was the time when she died without a burial place. It's Chen Tianlin and Bingbing, a pair of bitches who have harmed themselves. I can't take advantage of you. With full of thoughts, my trembling body has come to the willow tree. Looking back at the man standing through the window not far away, a strange smile appeared on his lips.

Close your eyes and meditate, suddenly burst into beautiful eyes, clenching silver teeth, a sprint hard to hit the delicate body on the old tree trunk, and her head was bloody. Her head deliberately hit the place where the man engraved a mark for her, and she fell down with a "bang".

"Ah, no, Miss can't think about it. She hit the tree and committed suicide!" Bingbing reacted at this time and was scared to lose her soul by the horrible bloodworm. It was not until there was a muffled sound that she finally returned to her soul. She ran over like crazy, hugged Yin Muxue's bloody body, and howled and cried, "Come on, save Miss!" Growing up together, although there is a difference between master and servant, she is also a friend who talks about everything. Seeing her dying appearance, even unsympathetic people will be moved with compassion, not to mention a playmate who has grown up for more than ten years.

The deep sadness surged up like a huge wave, hitting his chest. Zheng Wen looked back at the bamboo that had stood quietly for a long time. His eyes were completely covered by a kind of frosty determination. He stepped forward and ran out wildly. In an instant, he came to the willow tree and picked up the woman full of blood and roared like a beast. "Xue'er , how are you doing? Don't pretend to be dead. Can you talk to me? Come on... Hurry up and tell the doctor!"

Looking at the man running crazily, Qingzhu's eyes were full of bitterness and bitterness of the world. His single body was like fallen leaves drifting in the wind, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of the sandalwood and he was powerless to fall to the ground. Before she completely fainted, she watched the man under the willow tree hold the blood-stained woman in her arms and call like crazy, while she lay alone on the cold ground, with no one beside her. She still didn't have any expression and looked at them so coldly. It seems that those people look like dead bodies in her eyes and are not worthy of her care at all. The eyelids like a fan slowly put down, but at the last moment, I saw the same bleeding woman opposite me, and the corners of my lips provoked a touch of pleasure after the conspiracy.

I, Yin Muxue, am the last winner. Can I forget ten years of feelings? No one can replace me in his mind.

This is a dream. There is endless black inside. A delicate woman in blue clothes smiled proudly. Suddenly, her blue clothes turned into red clothes in an instant, which was the kind of fiery red dress. "Sister Qingzhu, you can't compare with me. Zheng Wen's favorite person is me. At most, you can only be a concubine. It's his ** Plaything. Unlike me, I am the wife and the mother of a country that will lead the harem in the future. You can't sit on an equal footing with me. My sister is a kind-hearted person. Hurry up and give me tea and admit my mistake, otherwise don't blame my sister for bullying the little one.

Another man in red clothes also appeared beside her. Their red clothes matched like that. After a closer look, he found that it was a couple's wedding clothes. "Qingzhu will admit her a mistake. They will be together for a long time in the future, and the beauties in the harem should get along more peacefully."

Qingzhu shook his head feebly, "No, I don't want it. You promised to love me only in this life. I don't want to share the same husband with other women. You are my own, and no one can take it away!"

The nagging in her ears was full of persuasive words. The figure of Prime Minister Chen, Rouxi and Mrs. Chen circled around her. "This is your fault. Women's three virtues three to four virtues have been a rule since ancient times. As the imperial concubine should be more generous and virtuous, otherwise how can they be side by side with the mother of a country."

The man in red floated in front of Qingzhu again, holding her body like steel pliers, and kept shaking the thin and petite woman. "Qingzhu, believe me, my father issued the imperial edict. I really have no choice but to do. Zheng Wen only love you in this life. In the future, when I become an emperor, I will make you an imperial concubine. Under one person in the palace, above ten thousand people, I can promise you anything except the position of queen. Do you understand me? Wake up and don't regret it. No man in the world can give up a good country for a woman. Wake up, wake up!"

"No, I don't want to share you with other women. You can only be mine!" She answered nervously and shook her head desperately. This is her bottom line, and no one can touch it.

"Qingzhu, wake up, wake up!" He opened his eyelids decadently, and the man's red clothes turned into white clothes, still white, elegant and elegant, and his eyebrows were carved like a painting, as noble as a god.

"You had a nightmare!" Zheng Wen took a long breath, pulled out a smile from his thin red lips, called her name kindly, and attached her forehead with his hand. "Qingzhu, it's okay. Let him take a closer look after Master Tianyi comes."

Looking at the man in front of him so close, he couldn't help but be a little obsessed. This is the first time he has stared at Zheng Wen since he recovered his original appearance. To be honest, he is really good-looking. Zongzhi's handsome and beautiful teenager, raised his white eyes and looked at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind, but a momentary gaze made people's hearts flutter.

suddenly hugged Zheng Wen's shoulders, pulled him into his arms, pillowed him, and let tears run like a clear spring. Fortunately, it was a dream, otherwise he really didn't know where to go. "Zheng Wen, you promised me to marry me as the only wife. You can't go back and don't fail me!"

The man's body was frozen in vain, and his strong back was straight without a trace of shaking.

Fee the strangeness of the person in his arms, slowly loosened his jade arm, let go of his body, and looked at him desperately. His eyes were full of panic. Is the omen of the dream true?

The smile on his face solidified into a constant portrait, and his body remained motionless like a stone statue. "Qingzhu, I have something to discuss with you."

Qingzhu took a breath and was very panicked. Sometimes he beat quickly, sometimes missed the beat, and looked at the man who vowed to go down the mountain and the sea, waiting for him to say the vow of birth.

"Father...Father may marry me recently, but... I... Anyway, no matter who my wife is, I Zheng Wen swore to God that I will only love Qingzhu in this life." He didn't know how to say those heartfelt words, so he could only express his meaning randomly.

But with just a few words, he still accurately expressed his intention, and Qingzhu's heart trembled.