Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

He shuddered.

Looking down at the flashing tears in my eyes, I felt my hands grasping his arms, shaking constantly, as if he could understand the fear in my heart from the touch at this moment.

Although I don't want to bet on him, bet on his future, bet on my future ... but I still can't just give up.

Pei Ji, he was the one who protected my mother. For me, he is the mother's benefactor, and I cannot let him die.

And the person in front of him ... the world today has fallen into his hands. If he really kills the kind Pei Yuanxiu in his body, if he really destroys that last bit of warmth and conscience, this world What will happen?

What about him?

I looked at him in tears, trembling with blood and tears, "Pei Yuanxiu, don't make mistakes again and again, this is your last chance. If you kill him, nothing can be turned back." ! "

"..."

"Even if you are unforgettable, this pain will never be cured."

"..."

"Pei Yuanxiu, you said that it was the father, and you are also a father, do you really want to do such evil for your child who has not yet been born ?!"

The more I said, the harder my hands were, and I almost exhausted my whole body. It seemed that I had to pierce his fingers through his body to stop him completely. Because of this, my hands no longer trembled, but my palms. The two arms underneath shivered at this moment.

He looked down at me, his cold, icy face, his eyes slowly turning red.

Inside him, it seemed to be suffering. Every word I said seemed to be a burning red steel needle, piercing his chest, condensing his already frozen heart, once again melt.

He is struggling.

And at this moment, I could almost see that Song Xuan, who was standing aside, had quietly touched the sword on his waist with one hand, and a pair of tigers were also slightly red because of the attention, annotating Pei Yuanxiu Back view.

He is also waiting for the final decision of Pei Yuanxiu.

At that moment, the horse and horse behind were already running very close. I heard the footsteps of the two leading men grabbing the horse and turning over, and the footsteps seemed very rapid and heavy, step by step, Seeing that he had come behind me.

Xie Yan said: "The son-"

Pei Yuanxiu bowed his head, his red eyes flashed slightly: "Put people back first."

"...!"

"...!"

I heard the sound of some people exhaling air-conditionally.

Xie Yan also seemed to pause for a moment, then said, "My son?"

He said: "Put people back to Beijing and lock them up."

"..."

"No one is allowed to know his whereabouts, and no one is allowed to visit."

"..."

Xie Ye and the man's breath were a little hesitant, as if looking at each other, the man said, "Do you want to see him, Pei?"

Pei Yuanxiu was silent for a long time. I watched his throat twitch up and down and finally said, "I don't want to see him."

...

All the people around were silent for a while, but I also heard clearly that in the wind with a scorching smell in the morning, some people breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether they know the truth or how much they know, in the eyes of the world, Pei Ji's relationship with him is "father and son". No matter how much suspicion they have, how they stand now, even Pei Yuanxiu killed Pei Yuanzhang today, or he died under the control of Pei Yuanzhang. This is all a fight for power. The people underneath as long as they stand in the right position, even if they are thousands of knives, it is only the replacement of imperial power A means; but if he kills Pei Ji, in the eyes of the world, he is the uncle, the most terrible tragedy in the world.

As a person, no one wants to see this happen.

Now, this tragedy ... is stopped.

This tragedy did not really take place.

I even heard Xie Yun's long sigh of relief, as if with a little bit of happiness in the aftermath of the disaster, and nodded immediately: "Yes."

Behind Pei Yuanxiu, Song Xuan's complexion suddenly relaxed.

The hand he held on the hilt was cramped, and slowly dropped down.

Song Xuan and the man immediately turned around and greeted those who did not have to come over again, so that they carefully escorted the captives back to Beijing, and summoned all the people down the mountain.

Everyone knows that the night is over.

So many people died, even a mountain was burned down, and some of the truth I wanted to get was completely buried here ... But anyway, the night passed.

I looked up at his pale, bloodless face, cold, and continuously coming from his body, from his limbs and bones, along his arms that I clenched.

Suddenly, it hit my heart.

I just felt that my eyes were dark, as if my consciousness had been taken away halfway, and slowly softened.

His eyes were swift, and he hugged me: "Lightness!"

I was completely in the dark, I only heard his voice, heard the messy footsteps around, anxiously shouting, and even felt him holding me up, but then, the cold hit again Hit me and yanked me into the dark swirl.

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I did n’t have a complete coma because I did n’t dare. Even if the person was exhausted to the extreme, I kept a little sober, so I could clearly feel that he was running all the way, then got into the carriage, and then the carriage kept Shaking forward.

I still can feel that one of his hands has been touching my stomach.

Although I was extremely disturbed, I was on a wobbly carriage, giving the illusion of shaking, but in this case, I was quiet for a while.

However, the warmth around replaced the coldness in the snow. When my body touched the soft mattress, I opened my eyes and looked at the person close to me in panting.

The man was also taken aback and almost fell to the ground.

"What are you doing ?!"

I immediately scolded and made an alert look. Pei Yuanxiu stood behind him, and when he saw that I woke up, he said immediately, "Lightness, he is a doctor. He will come to you for a diagnosis."

Diagnosis of the pulse?

I frowned, and immediately said, "I don't!"

His eyebrows also frowned, probably because he hadn't slept all night, his face was as pale as paper, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, which made him look a little impatient, but he tried to calm down his breath as much as possible: "You do n’t want to be troubled, you just passed out It's over, let the doctor come to show you what if something happens to the fetus— "

When he said that, his tone was cold again.