Li Huang

The gust of wind also blew in time, lifted up my hair and gently brushed it on his face.

He smiled, like sunlight tearing through the wind and rain, and he whispered in my ear, and the breath he exhaled made me feel numb.

"I miss you."

My heart fell in this atmosphere.

Shen Xiyao looked at me, still surrounding me, as if I would disappear as soon as he let go. His strength was so careful, with forbearing force, I could even feel him trembling slightly.

"The emperor, don't you blame your concubine?" I raised my head, looking for my own figure in his deep eyes.

He blinked and smiled: "Then you, don't you hate me?"

I was taken aback for a moment, and it seemed that something had been knocked over in my heart, some sting, some pain, and some soreness. This is the problem that I have been reluctant to face for a long time. Did I fall in love with him or hate him.

"The emperor, the concubine..." I hesitated not knowing how to speak, but finally shook my head.

"We all forget, okay?" Shen Xiyao looked at my uncertain face and said: "Forget them, you forget the hatred in your heart, and I also forget that night."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and said in a very small voice: "I, I didn't expect it at that time, it was too late."

My chest seemed to be hit by a boulder, it was pain from the bottom. When he said this, does it mean he admits the fact that he killed my father? My mood was greatly fluctuated, and tears fell involuntarily. I don't know how to face it if he admits it, but there is a voice at the bottom of my heart that has been circling in my ears.

"Forget it, forget it..."

I gritted my teeth, met Shen Xiyao with hopeful eyes, and nodded.

He laughed, and I laughed too.

We sat side by side by the lake, watching the setting sun shed the last gorgeous but soft light on the lake, watching the verdant and tall silhouettes of the Zibi mountain house in the distance, watching the birds flying by in the sky, bringing them home The joy of watching the two happy people reflected in the lake, cuddling each other.

The world is quiet, only the wind is blowing softly, only the birds are crying crisply, and two hearts are beating. We didn't say a word, but occasionally looked at each other's eyes, found each other's figures, and saw each other's hearts.

When the sunset was about to go down, Shen Xiyao stood up, stretched out his hand to me, looked around and said, "It's windy, it's time to go back."

I nodded, it was an hour that the royal doctor said, it was time to go back.

I handed it to him. When the two hands were about to meet in the orange afterglow, Zhang Dehai hurriedly ran over: "The emperor, Southwest Emergency!"

Shen Xiyao shook his head and quickly turned back, and then his hand dropped.

I looked at my hand stretched out in the air lonely, and suddenly felt that what seemed like a little distance was so far away.

Standing up by himself, Zhang Dehai had reached Shen Xiyao's side: "The emperor, the Ministry of War urgently reported, it was the Southwest War."

I looked at Shen Xiyao's face, his face was uneasy and anxious, and suppressed fear, but also with hope. His brows furrowed, as if a river of water was wrinkled, his lips were pursed, and the light in his eyes was no longer bright.

"Quickly summon the ministers to go to the Imperial Study Room to discuss matters." He threw a word to Zhang Dehai and raised his foot to leave.

But he turned around and looked at me, the expression on his face quickly softened: "You go back soon, I will come when I'm done."

I nodded and looked at his figure disappearing behind Hua Yingchuo. For some reason, after the corner of the moon-blue Fushou Xiangyun robe disappeared from my sight, a feeling of anxiety suddenly surged in my heart, as if, I can't see this figure anymore.

This uneasiness gradually spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body, and his heart was like a leaf falling in the autumn wind, feeling helpless and depressed.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind me, very quiet, with a little hesitation, I looked back, and it was the exquisite nurse holding her.

"The empress, the little princess, the servant girl is going to take it home." She was politely speaking and bent over to me, her arms sleeping Linglong.

I gathered my hair, looked at Linglong reluctantly, and then said: "The princess has recovered from a serious illness and is still weak. It is already autumn, and the sky is getting colder. You must be careful."

The nurse nodded, but her eyes were erratic.

I was a little puzzled for a while, and I saw her raising her head, with a delicate face, and smiled at me, that smile was gentle and humble.

She smiled and hugged Linglong to me: "The slave girl knows that the empress loves the little princess very much, and she has a body, but she won't be able to hug it anymore. If she is reluctant, just hug it.

Her eyes were full of sincere, but there was a trace of avoidance.

I didn't think much about it for a while, and Linglong happened to wake up and cried. When I felt soft, I took it and shook it gently. Linglong was still crying, and she stretched out her hand and grabbed the hair hanging down from my sideburn.

A pain hit, the nurse hurriedly stepped forward to take Linglong from my hand, I shook my head gently: "It's not a problem."

The nurse said with a smile: "The little princess is very fond of grabbing things recently. Yesterday she looked at the koi in the Liufei Empress's palace with a smile."

I smiled at her and looked at Bibo on one side, there was a koi faintly underwater. So she hugged Linglong and sat on a rock by the lake. Before Shen Xiyao sat here lightly with his arms around me, at this time, the wind had taken away his temperature, leaving a cold feeling.