The White-Haired Imperial Concubine

042 In one thought, happiness is out of reach (2)

He pursed his lips, remained silent, and continued to shrink, equally quiet. In such an environment, people will always think of her past life involuntarily. In her life, apart from the word sad, she could never think of other words that could be used to describe.

For three days, she did not eat or drink, nor did she close her eyes. She felt tired and weak. All her moods were magnified infinitely in a quiet Xiaosuo. Her head was a little groggy. She leaned against the wall and finally felt a little sleepy.

In a blur, she felt that the wall she was leaning on suddenly became very warm. She naturally loved the temperature, and moved it unconsciously to the wall, hoping that she could embed the whole body in it. Realizing that the warm "wall" would even move.

Zongzheng worrylessly urged the internal force to make the whole body warmer, and then held the slender woman in her arms tightly. His chin rested under her head, and the woman's hair was gently pinched. Bursts are soft. This room used to be his healing place. After the nightmare of thirteen years ago, he locked himself here, eating, drinking, and seeing no one. In such darkness, he would finally Heart grinded cold and ruthless. Since then, for thirteen years, he has never been here again. Now re-entering here and taking her just to prove one thing. In those ten days and nights, in the warmth and honey he deliberately created, is it the person who really fell, or himself?

When Wanderer woke up, he opened his eyes and couldn't see anything, the walls behind him were still cold and hard, and he lost his warmth in his dreams. She couldn't help laughing at herself, how could a wall be warm if it was a wall. Dreams are always just dreams.

"Zong Zheng has no worries." She cried out, unsure if he was still here. There was no response for a long time, and there was still silence as usual. Suddenly she felt a tense in her heart, and she had to admit that she had not been afraid for the past three days because of his existence.

After a long time, when she thought that she was the only one left in the room, a soft cry came not far from her left hand: "Well." Her miraculous calmed down.

She sat upright, converged, turned her head toward him, and asked calmly, "When are you going to shut me up?"

"With me, are you scared?" Zong Zheng said indifferently, unable to hear any emotions, but she clearly felt a helpless and sad mood. Maybe he stayed in the dark for too long and was prone to false perceptions. She laughed lightly and sighed, saying, "Let me go. Don't forget that I am a princess who comes from my family and is also the will of Emperor Lin Tian, ​​although General Fu is not as honorable as you, but he is in the end. Holding the three armies has supreme prestige in the army and governs the life and death of a country. No matter what you do, you can't change the fact that marriage has been established. As long as he keeps me a day, I can only be the wife of a general. There will be no intersection with you again. "

"If he rests you, you ..."

"He won't rest me." She said quietly and surely. If Fu Zhao would take her away, she would have taken it off three days ago.

"You're so convinced?" His voice suddenly became very cold, and there was a hint of anger in the coldness. Zong Zheng turned around warily and clasped her shoulders. His eyes stared at her eyes like ice-blades. What he saw in the dark was the skill he had already trained when he was ten years old.

She intuitively tried to avoid his sharp eyes, but still tried to calm down and spit out a word: "Yes."

She felt a tremor in his body and it was silent. The suffocating silence made her uneasy. After a long time, the voice became colder, and there was a pain that I couldn't hear. "Why? If you got your body because I purposely, do you think his motive for marrying you is simple? How do you know he is not using you?"

He smiled wryly and said, "I'm willing ..." She wanted to say that she would rather be used by people around the world, but she couldn't stand his use and deception. That sentence, she didn't say it at last, however, the words "I am willing" fell on Zong Zheng's worry-free heart like a steel knife, a word, a hole.

His hands were so strong that his five fingers seemed to be embedded in her shoulder bones. He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely, with a monstrous wrath and a punishing force, as if to crush her with a tongue Into the abdomen.

She struggled hard, his arms were like iron pliers, and no matter how hard she tried, she was only hung tighter by him.

A trace of **** gas rolled into the cavity, spreading deep in the throat, reaching the apex of the heart, I wonder if it was her or his, in short ... bitter and unspeakable.

He pushed her down to the ground, and the mad kiss fell like a shower. There was no rest for a moment, making the already thin air the same as nothing at this moment.

Within a short while, the air in the chest was drained, and the suffocating pain in the chest swept through the sky, mixed with the wonderful pleasure brought by the entanglement of lips and tongue. It was so tempting that he couldn't stop it. Such a real touch reminded him that at this moment, she was still his, and she was still in his arms, under him. His hands quickly penetrated into her clothes, looking for the last touch of despair in the soul.

There was a shudder in her body, and she hummed instinctively, and was immediately shocked. Under such circumstances, she could still react? A sense of humiliation sprang up. What did this man think of her? I don't know where the strength came from. She pushed him away without hesitation, and raised her hand without hesitation. An extremely loud slap was firmly thrown on his handsome face.

Zong Zheng was shocked, and for a moment his brain was blank. What is he doing? Is he using strong on his favorite woman? !! That was the most intolerable behavior in his life! He seemed to be hit hard, and sat up squintingly, his thin lips curled into a straight line. My heart was empty, and I was unaware of the hot pain on my face.

He scrambled to sit up from the ground, held his clothes tightly, leaned against the wall in the corner, and breathed in the air with a greedy mouth, but still felt the chest was sore.

I don't know how long, Zongzheng Wuyou asked, "Aman, how honest are you to me ...?"

Looking up in wonder, such a proud person as Zongzheng Wuyou would also ask such questions? She bowed her head again and didn't answer him. No matter how earnest she is, she will be buried.

Time passed little by little. At that end, Zong Zheng leaned back without worry and slammed on the wall to make a muffled sound. He listened to him with a grin, and taunted himself slowly, saying, "Are there no points? ? Then ... you go. "

Hesitated, some unexpectedly, he would let her leave so easily? He took the initiative to expose his strength, took her away from the wedding at the General's Mansion, and locked her with him in this basement for three days. What was it for? There was a rumbling sound in the ear, and the stone door opened in response, and a faint ray of light came in. She didn't start, and her eyes were not well adapted. Zongzheng's worry-free voice repeated the vicissitudes of desolation, "Let's go."

She stood up reluctantly, soft and weak, and could only hold the wall with her hands, and slowly walked out step by step. Out of the doorway, on the first step, she couldn't help looking back. At this look, she saw a self-deprecating smile hanging on the corner of the thin lip. She looked extraordinarily sad and pierced suddenly. Her heart hurt a lot. Zongzheng's worry-free face was pale, sitting on the ground with decadence, and his half-drowning eyes were full of pale expressions, and he had no arrogance as usual. Like a child who was hit deadly.

Zongzheng Wuyou seemed to feel her gaze, raised her eyes slightly, and the distressed flicker in the eyes of the woman in the yellow light outside the door raised a hint of hope in his heart. He looked at her remotely, with all his sincerity, He said to her, "Aman, if you are willing to turn back, I will give you ... a life-long love."

She felt a shock in her heart, her body stiffened, and the leg she wanted to take away seemed to be nailed to the ground, and could no longer lift it halfway. A life-long love? Such a sentence, from the mouth of the man she loves, is so tempting and fascinating. His eyes were so sincere and full of expectations, and he seemed to be telling her that as long as she was willing to go back, even if it was only one step, she and his happiness would be at hand. Can anyone refuse such a temptation?

She bit her lip, struggling between reason and emotion. What was awake in her heart was forced by her again. She always stood there, half-looking, motionless. Guanghua in Zongzheng's worry-free eyes gradually faded, and even the little blood color that had just recovered on her face receded. Her heart was pierced with a needle, and she turned her whole body unconsciously.

Zong Zheng saw her turn around without worry, her eyes brightened, waiting for her to take the first step. At this moment, the sound of chiseling came from the top of the head, louder than louder. When Zongzheng came in without worry, he destroyed the outside organs and opened the stone door from the inside. It must be that those people did not go out for three days after seeing him, they were so anxious that they wanted to get through the tunnel.

Awakening wandering, all intellect was instantly clear. If she has n’t worshiped Fu Fu yet, then there may still be room for change, but now the ceremony is done, the marriage between the two countries is not the same, a Qiyun country, plus a commander of the three armies of the heaven, even the emperor, Afraid can't change anything. What's more, wasn't it enough for her to be deceived by Zongzheng Wuxu once? How could she be so immoral! Should he wait for him to tell her in the form of a victor that this is just another means for him, in order to prove that there is nothing in his world that his sectarian government can't worry about. How can her feelings be chosen by him, she is a person, not his possessions. 2k novel reading network