V3.C101

Push open that heavy gate, did not hear the voice of someone crying, the whole breeze hall is very quiet. It is said in the palace that the prince died prematurely. The Qing imperial concubine was so sad that she bit the emperor and fainted later. He didn't believe that the woman who was wounded all over and who had been sent to the prison without saying a word was so fragile that she was crazy. But looking at the dead palace now, she might have fainted and not yet woke up.

Mingze wants to go in and have a look at her. He knows that he doesn't have that position and identity. He can only rely on the cold door to guard the courtyard.

Late at night, the wind that had been blowing all night was much smaller. Poria cocos pushed open the door and came out. She took a deep breath. The cold air poured into her heart, and her deep brain seemed to be sober all day. Looking at the cold and clear yard, Poria cocos felt sour. In order to be afraid of the master's further stimulation, she has sent the old Mammy and nanny back to the house of internal affairs. Even Lan'er and Xia Yin let them leave for the time being, leaving only Ruyi and a few rough envoys. Now she is worried that the master can't wake up, and she is also worried that she will wake up. Every time she thinks of the little prince's charming appearance and giggles, her heart is like being ground by a stone Too general pain, as a child's mother's master, how can he bear the pain?

Originally thought that the future will be better and better, such a thing happened, happiness will come back?

Rubbed rubbed cold hands, Poria cocos looked up at the top of the black curtain, no stars, no moon, just like a big black net, suffocating.

When Poria cocos just came out, Mingze found out. Seeing her standing in the night wind and staring at the sky, he remembered that he had noticed this person for the first time because of her strange behavior. That day, the emperor was lucky to have imperial concubine Qingfei. She walked around the big tree in the courtyard like this all night. At that time, he thought that this person was very strange and admired her perseverance. Now, she was worried about that People.

Her hands that she kept rubbing were already a little red, but she was still staring at the sky like that. There was a flash of helplessness on Mingze's face. The person who had not moved for a night finally walked into the small courtyard, but he didn't go near Fuling, and only stopped two or three feet beside her.

Feel a shadow is close to himself, Poria cocos finally recovered, some flustered look in the past, see the cold face, Poria cocos uneasiness in the heart at this moment was miraculously smoothed, looking at the tall figure stopped not far away, Poria cocos seemed to be bewitched general walked toward him.

Standing beside Mingze, Poria cocos was shocked to feel her gaffe. She didn't know what to say. Fortunately, he said, "are you awake?"

Poria cocos Leng for a while, just understand what he asked, gently shook his head, stuffy back: "No."

Both of them have a heavy heart. They have no desire to talk. In the cold night, they just stand like this, and no one is talking. Poria cocos looks up again, but sees little white catkins scattered on the dark sky. The white catkins fall on their faces, cool and stinging.

"Is it snowing?" Poria cocos whispered to herself, reached out to catch the falling snow, snow is not big, fell on the hand, quickly turned into water, Poria cocos staring at the thin water vapor, whispered: "cold." I thought there would be no snow this winter, but I didn't expect it to fall. On such a night, the cold is even more piercing.

She was only wearing a thin coat, because she stood too long in the winter night, her nose was red with cold, and she dared to reach for the snowflakes. Mingze frowned: "cold on the house."

His voice is as cold as ever, but I don't know why. Fuling doesn't want to go back to the warm room, but she can't breathe. Fuling moves behind Mingze's body, letting him block the cold wind coming in the crack of the door, and whispers back: "that's better."

Mingze's pretty eyebrows were twisted into a twist. There was a pale anger on his expressionless face, and he glared at Fuling. Mingze was ready to go back to the door, and he didn't want to pay any attention to the woman. His feet just moved, and suddenly a exclamation came out of the quiet room: "Niang Niang!"

Ruyi's frightened voice surprised both of them outside the house. They took a look at each other. Fuling ran in. Mingze hesitated for a while and followed him. This is the first time that he has stepped into the room since he arrived at Qingfeng hall.

Poria cocos rushed into the inner room, saw the maple tightly grasping Ruyi's shoulder. In order to let the master have a better rest, she and Ruyi didn't light the light in the inner room. Under the dim candle light outside the screen, green maple spread her hair, and her eyes were staring at Ruyi. The scar on her cheek made her look particularly ferocious tonight.

In the afternoon, Ruyi saw with her own eyes how the empress was biting the emperor tightly. She was afraid that the empress was crazy. She turned pale and shivered.

Mingze stands outside the screen and looks at the fuzzy shadow on the bed. His feet are taken back. He doesn't go in, but he doesn't leave.

Poria cocos ran to the bedside, pulled the hand of green maple from Ruyi's shoulder, and said softly, "master, what's the matter with you? I'm Poria cocos

"Poria cocos?" The green maple stares at the face of Poria cocos to see for a long time, the facial expression just slowly eased some, the dark dumb voice sounds a little trance, "now a few more days?"

"It's three o'clock." The palm of the master's hand is full of sweat, and his fingertips are cold. Poria cocos said, while taking out the silk handkerchief between the sleeves, gently wipe her hands.Green maple sat for a while, suddenly said: "Zhi son? If he's hungry, come and show me. "

"Master..." Poria cocos hands of the action froze, a sour nose, tears gush out, but dare not look up to Qingfeng, more dare not open mouth to meet her words, afraid that he can't help crying.

Poria cocos low head, sit still, green maple urgent way: "you go quickly."

Tuckahoe's head dropped lower and her shoulders trembled slightly. "I'll go myself!" Seems to think of something, green maple eyes show a trace of panic and fear, a push away Poria cocos, barefoot will run outside the house.

"Master!" Poria cocos rushed to catch up with her, holding her shoulder, tears wet eyes fuzzy looking at the frightened face of Qingfeng, Poria cocos could not help shaking her head, she did not know whether the master really did not remember the little prince has She didn't dare to mention it at the moment.

Qingfeng was pulled by Fuling like this, and the broken tears fell on her arm. Every drop of tears made her face paler, and she didn't struggle any more. She stood in front of the bed in a daze, and kept muttering: "zhi'er Zhier... "

This day, too many things happened. In addition to a little porridge in the afternoon, Qingfeng didn't get in the rice, and didn't even drink a mouthful of water. In the blue and white color of the lips, because of the dry crack of the lips, there was a trace of blood. Seeing Qingfeng seemed to be quiet, Ruyi poured a glass of water and said carefully: "madam, you Have some water

As soon as the warm cup touched her fingertips, Qingfeng shrank in surprise. Then she held the cup tightly in her hand, as if eager to get the temperature on the cup. It's just that she holds it too tightly, and her hands shake so that water is always spilled out. The water she drinks in winter is naturally hot, but when the hot water is spilled on her hands, she doesn't feel it.

Poria cocos gradually found that something was wrong with her and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. Poria cocos quickly reached over to grab the cup from her hand, but Qingfeng's hand was tighter. Her two hands were tied to the porcelain cup, and the green tendons on her hands burst. Poria cocos could even hear the thin white porcelain cup wall creaking. Poria cocos said urgently: "master, don't do this!"

If Qingfeng didn't hear of it, she tried her best to hold the cup in her hand, and her whole body was shaking. It seemed that only in this way could she not go crazy.

"Bang when" a crisp ring, green maple tightly in the hand, to the white porcelain cup suddenly broken, green maple still refused to let go, sharp cup wall so hard into the meat, blood quickly gushed out.

"Ah Staring at the dark red blood, Ruyi screams in fright and takes a step back.

"Master, let go!" Poria cocos also cold sweat straight stay, grab forward to want to take the pieces of the porcelain cup in her hands, but the maple is not let go, grab between, Poria cocos can feel a warm viscous liquid gushing out, blood along the wrist all the way down, instantly dyed the sleeves of the maple, the smell of blood also permeated the whole room.

"Ruyi, come on, go to the imperial doctor!" Master, I'm afraid the wound is very deep. If the blood flows down like this, master will soon be unable to hold on.

"Yes, yes!" Ruyi finally recovered from the confusion, ran out in a hurry, and almost ran into Mingze who came in. The situation is urgent. Ruyi has no time to think about it and runs out.

Mingze heard the sound of the broken cup, and soon smelled the smell of blood, he knew that something had happened inside, and quickly walked in over the screen. Poria cocos and green maple seem to be robbing something. Mingze squints at it. Green maple's hand is red. Poria cocos wants to break off her hand, but green maple is clinging to it. Poria cocos has no way to start.

Mingze grabs Qingfeng's wrist and separates her hand. Several pieces crash to the ground. Mingze came to help. Fuling's heart was settled. The blood on her hand had become cold. When the imperial doctor came, she was afraid that the blood would not know how much it had flowed. Fuling said urgently: "I, I'll find some medicine to stop bleeding." Poria cocos stumbled out.

Qingfeng's power is not equal to Mingze's, so he can hold his wrist. His two slender hands are still tightly clenched into fists. Mingze's eyes are sharp to see that she still holds some fragments in her hands. The color of porcelain white has already been soaked into a dark red by blood.

"Let go!" Mingze sulai's cold temper became a little irritable after seeing her torment. She clasped her two wrists with one hand and broke off her palm with the other.