Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Han Ruoshi's eyes were as sharp as a sword, not only sharp, but also with a touch of madness, as if it was about to say that everyone who came near killed a **** river.

But she happened to be Han Zitong.

Han Zitong did n’t understand her eyes at all, and she did n’t understand the sharpness in her words. At this moment, she nodded with a smile and said “OK”, this feeling is like the sharpest sword pierced into a ball In the soft cotton, the sense of powerlessness is more than frustration.

However, to her clean answer, Han Ruoshi was a stunner again.

She thought that if she insisted on going to Beijing, Han Zitong would prevent it anyway, or tried to set up obstacles for her, and did not expect that she would agree to it, and for a while left her a little confused.

At this time, even I would inevitably have to think more.

Han Zitong was so busy all day to prevent Han Ruoshi from going to Beijing, but this sister insisted on going to Beijing, and she didn't stop him. It seemed that she was very happy to answer the errand. Could it be said that-

Could it be said that Han Zitong still had a hand?

Thinking of this, I suddenly understood what came over, and immediately set my eyes on Han Ruoshi's belly.

Her fetus is not too young.

If Pei Yuanxiu and Han Zitong are not wrong, if the road is really bumpy, for a pregnant woman, it is a real test.

On the way, if there is any accident, it will definitely be a fatal blow to Han Ruoshi. After all, with her body that has been lingering on the sick bed for many years, it is definitely not easy to conceive a child. If there is something wrong with this child, she Whether her constitution can make her regenerate is unknown.

Pei Yuanxiu can leave a woman with no children and no children, but if she is in the post position ...

I looked at Han Zitong, and suddenly felt scalp tingling, and Han Ruoshi immediately understood it, her face was pale and terrible. She looked at the face in front of her that looked exactly like herself in the mirror every day. It was like seeing the evil spirit in hell, and suddenly fell backwards, desperately away from her.

Xiaolian standing beside her hurriedly held her arm: "Miss."

Han Zitong also smiled and stretched out his hand: "Sister, sister you don't have to worry, sister will take good care of you along the way."

With a snap, Han Ruoshi opened her hand.

If it was just said, she could barely maintain the peace in the scene and give herself and Pei Yuanxiu a face, but this time, it was a complete collapse. I can clearly see her red eyes, and even her eyes Tears flashed, and a look of horror and hate stared at Han Zitong.

The back of Han Zitong's hand was reddened by her, and she was also there, stupidly saying: "Sister ..."

This time, Pei Yuanxiu's brow also frowned: "If you are poetry, what are you doing?"

With tears in Han Ruoshi's eyes, he looked up at him and wanted to tell, but she didn't know how to speak, because she already understood that Han Zitong did everything so perfectly. In the eyes of everyone, she was a single-mindedly dedicated sister Doing things, the younger sister who is thinking about her sister, she can't do anything to say anything. On the contrary, it makes people feel that her sister is incompatible.

I saw her trembling all over her body. At this time, she lowered her head slowly, and her long eyelashes were stained with tears. She said gently, "I am tired ..."

"..."

"I am a little uncomfortable."

Pei Yuanxiu looked down at Han Zitong, who was full of mischievous expression on his face, and looked at her again, sighing and saying, "Then you go back to rest."

Xiao Lian didn't dare to take a sip. She helped her lady slowly stand up straight and was about to turn around to leave, but Han Ruoshi stopped and looked back at her, and gritted her teeth clearly: "Yuan Xiu, I am tomorrow, I Be on the road with you. I don't want to be separated from you ... "

Pei Yuanxiu also hesitated, probably thinking about the feasibility of this matter, but after looking at the fragile and helpless expression on her face, he finally sighed and said, "If you want to follow, just follow."

Han Ruoshi was relieved.

She didn't look at Han Zitong anymore, turned around and slowly left the attic.

And I saw Han Zitong raised his hand and gently wiped his face, as if the fleeting smile at the corner of his mouth was also wiped away. When he raised his head again, he still had a little grievance in his eyes. But with a reluctant smile on his face, he seemed to be able to stabilize the scene. She was so distressed that even Song Huaiyi looked at it and said, "Miss Han Er's hard work, I hope someone can cherish it someday."

Han Zitong glanced at him, lowered his head, and said gently: "Hopefully, as Song Gong said."

Seeing that the scene was a bit cold, Song Huaiyi waved his hand: "Everyone, just sit down and watch the show. Boy, things are basically set up, boy, do n’t worry about it, let ’s relax for one day today. Things will happen tomorrow, naturally. Xuaner, they take care. "

"Um." Pei Yuanxiu nodded, and slowly sat down while holding the desk case.

Everyone also took their seats. After a few words of embarrassment, they turned to watch the lively scene outside.

I grabbed a handful of seeds from the fruit plate and slowly drew them. My mind was still not on the stage, and my eyes drifted away from time to time. I could clearly see the deep light in Pei Yuanxiu's eyes, and the expression of Han Zitong who looked at it from time to time. Obviously, both of them have their own minds.

Han Zitong, this is really going to match up with his sister.

Although there is no official declaration of war, for a person who has passed by at the moment of life and death, there is nothing more alive than herself, and she must live well, cherish the person she loves, and go the way she should go It's important.

And Pei Yuanxiu ...

I looked at him with some heavy eyes.

What is he thinking?

He may be able to see the open fight between Han Zitong and Han Ruoshi, but Han Zitong's admiration for him was forced out of me when he was in the courtyard. Although it seems that the two were not completely clear Mind, but from the beginning he rejected the marriage between Han Zitong and Ao Zhi, we can see that he will never ignore it mercilessly, so it is a matter of time before the two are relatively positive.

What does he think of Han Zitong?

Is there a position for Han Zitong in his future?

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This day is passing fast. After all, it is a day of fun. Happiness is so fleeting.

In the evening, Song Huaiyi set up a sumptuous banquet as usual, but this time it wasn't for the wind and the dust, nor was it a warm hospitality, but a farewell.

Early tomorrow morning, we will set off.

Everyone seemed to be in a good mood, even Madam Song was on the table, and it seemed that they also had a previous appointment, and did not talk about disappointing business at the wine table. .

When the cup of wine was cold and it was not too late, everyone left the table. Song Huaiyi told Song Xuan: "You have to remember to say goodbye to grandma at night, don't take it seriously. She hurts you most, don't scare her . "

Song Xuan said, "My son knows."

Mrs. Song shouted at the side: "Uncle, I've got the girl to prepare for you. Remember to add or subtract clothes on your way, everyone who is following you is careless, you do n’t call them either Do not move, Bai Jie has broken you. "

Song Xuan laughed: "Dasao, I know."

"You think I'm a **** again, don't you?"

"How dare, how dare."

Their family is naturally warm and affectionate, but when I listened to it, I was a little bit wrong. I looked at Song Xuan in confusion, but he was also worried about other people at the wine table and did not talk to me. Look at each other.

On the other side, Pei Yuanxiu got up and said to me, "Let's go, I'll send you back."

"..."

"You rest early, and you will get up early tomorrow."

"……Ok."

I got up obediently and followed him out.

There was a little snow in the past two days, and coupled with the rush of wind at night, as soon as I went out, a biting cold hit me, causing a pain in my face. I couldn't help but drew a breath of air, and he looked back at me , Softly: "Is it cold?"

I shook my head: "It's all right."

He gave me a careful look, and it did show that his face was a bit cold because of the wind. I didn't have anything wrong, so I didn't say much. I turned and walked forward, and I followed him.

The two walked slowly forward, gradually leaving the noise in the lobby behind.

I know he drank a little wine, but it was far from being overdose, but the breath was heavy, even though there was still a step or two between the two people, he could feel his body constantly heating.

The lantern in the distance stretched the figure of the two people, and it was a shadow on the snow.

He walked ahead and slowly said, "This time going north, I don't know what will happen to Tianjin, but it will not always go well."

"..."

I was a bit surprised. After the two incidents in Yangzhou and Huai'an, I thought he would be more careful about me, but he did not expect that he actually mentioned the Tianjin incident.

I was silent for a while and said, "Well."

"Your body is heavy, and I will let the doctor accompany you. If there is anything wrong, you must speak up."

"Ok."

"Do you know why I must take you with me?"

"..." I thought about it and said calmly, "You can't believe me."

So dare not leave me in Cangzhou.

He glanced back at me, and seemed to be indifferent to my answer, then turned around and continued to move forward, and slowly said, "I want you to stay with me all the time-watching."

Always be by his side? Watching?

What are you looking at?

Watching him succeed? Still watching him fail?

I didn't ask him, because I knew that even if he asked, not only would he have no answer, even God, he might not be able to give an answer at this moment.

However, just as the two of us walked slowly, as we were about to reach the room, suddenly a person came in a hurry in front of them, and stopped in front of Pei Yuanxiu.

I looked up and it was Xie Yuan, he looked at Pei Yuanxiu with a solemn expression.

"My son, why?"