Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 259 Does it hurt like this every month?

Inside Chongwen Hall.

The officials who were suddenly summoned to discuss the matter looked at each other in blank dismay.

One floated to the opposite side with his eyes: "What's the situation? What happened?"

Another look came back: "Who knows! Anyway, be careful, His Royal Highness seems to be in a bad mood!"

Someone looked frustrated: "Call me over in the middle of the night, and the family members will be unhappy again!"

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

In the middle of the night, shouldn't His Royal Highness be in the arms of a beauty?
Then someone poked the colleague next to him and made eye contact: "From Guard Yuan's tone, the prince seems to have quarreled with the princess."

"Ah..." Several people showed "I understand" eyes, and then smiled knowingly, expressing a kind of relief that "all of them have been here".

A cold light came, and the faces of several people froze.

His Highness the Crown Prince's cold voice sounded from above: "It seems that Zhu Qing is very unhappy when discussing matters late at night?"

Several people hurriedly bowed their hands and said tremblingly: "It is the duty of the ministers to share the worries of the country, and the officials will never complain!"

The prince is going to take several big families under the knife, who dares to be that early bird!

With a sneer, Li Xuanye quickly unfolded the volume in his hand, and stretched his palm to the side.

The waiter beside him hurriedly brought a pen and ink over.

"This battle is related to the prestige of the Liangzhou army, and even more related to the fate of the Wei Dynasty. There must be no mistakes. You must do your best——"

The palace lanterns are like daylight, and the hall is full of brilliance.

Suddenly hearing hurried footsteps outside the door, Yuan Ce rushed in like a gust of wind.

"Your Highness, the Crown Princess is ill!"

……

In the dormitory, a group of court ladies were running around anxiously.

"Princess, princess, wake up!"

"Where's the imperial doctor? When will the imperial doctor arrive?"

"Has anyone gone to report to His Highness?"

"Go back, His Highness is calling a group of ministers to discuss matters!"

"Oh, what can I do!"

When he was in a state of desperation, suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall.

Jinxiu and the others were guarding in front of the bed helplessly, when they heard the voice their expressions became happy, and when they raised their heads, the visitor had already stepped in quickly.

"His Royal Highness!" A group of court ladies hurriedly knelt down.

Li Xuanye had already reached the front of the bed with one stride, and glanced sharply at the maid at the side, "What's going on?"

Jinxiu knelt on the ground and replied in a trembling voice: "Little...Prince Concubine Sunflower Water is here, she passed out from the unbearable abdominal pain!"

Hearing this, Li Xuanye only felt his tense heartstrings relax a little.

He looked down at the person lying on the bed.

His face was as pale as if he had lost blood, his slender eyebrows were wrinkled, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his body was curled up into a ball.
This scene hit his eyes and made him feel a sudden pain in his heart.

It's not that he hasn't seen her vulnerable and helpless.

That rainy night, he found her on a deserted street.

She was also pale and trembling all over, but curled up in the corner without saying a word.

The palace people retreated tactfully.

Li Xuanye hugged her in his arms, thinking that he was angry with her just because of a word, he felt extremely guilty in his heart.

Holding her cold hand, he forgot what to say for a moment.

Zhao Xi was in a daze, feeling like she had fallen into a bottomless abyss. The chill penetrated into the marrow of her bones, causing the blood in her whole body to condense into ice. The roots pierced through her viscera, causing her to feel unbearable pain.

There was darkness all around, and the pain almost tore her apart, and she couldn't cry or cry out.

After an unknown amount of time, a fire suddenly lit up in the abyss.

She involuntarily moved towards the fire, and stretched out her arms to enclose the fire.

A dry, warm feeling came from the skin, the frozen blood began to revive, and the stiff body gradually softened.

She finally had the strength to open her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a pair of star-like pupils.

"Your Highness..." she murmured.

"it's me."

She looked at him, dazed for a moment.

Suddenly remembering his cold determination when he left, grievances and complaints spread like a tide, filling the entire chest, and tears rolled down silently.

"What's the matter?" Li Xuanye's chest tightened, he had never felt so panicked like this before, he gently rubbed the back of her head with one hand, hugged her more forcefully in his arms with the other, and comforted her softly: "Good boy, Wei'er doesn't cry, the imperial doctor will be here soon."

"Li Xuanye..." She hugged him tightly, her voice full of pleading and vulnerability, "You hug me, hug me well..."

"it is good."

It was as if his heart had been rubbed hard, making him love and pity him, he didn't know what to do for a moment, he just followed her request and hugged her tightly involuntarily.

The cold faded away, the consciousness returned, but the pain became clearer.

Zhao Xiwei grasped his sleeve unconsciously.

She thought that the pain caused by Xu Yunjiao's kick was the limit last time, but she didn't expect it to happen again this time.

The pain was far beyond what she could bear.

It is different from the pain of gouging flesh with the tip of a knife. It is a soft and sticky pain, and it flows with the blood. Wherever the blood can reach, this pain can also penetrate. At the same time, it also follows the blood flow. Turning with the brain, when the mind is clear, it can torture people to slack, and when the mind is slack, it can torture people to sobriety.

In such pain, which was worse than death, her iron-hard willpower instantly became vulnerable.

It is a form of torture that has no beginning and no end.

She had no room to resist, she could only close her eyes and bear it silently.

Until a palm was attached to her skin.

Slender and powerful, warm and dry, he massaged her belly slowly.

It was neither fast nor slow, like a clear spring flowing by, which made her relax her nerves.

Seemingly redeemed from the brink of death, she finally sees the light.

The pain subsided a little, she pressed her head against his chest, her voice was full of nostalgia: "I thought His Highness ignored me..."

"It's my fault..." Li Xuanye's voice was a little tight, and his palm was still gently rubbing her lower abdomen, "I don't know... I'm sorry..."

Zhao Xiwei suddenly stopped breathing.

In fact, she is not a petty person. She can choose to look down on many grievances, and she can choose to accept many injustices.

Since she was a child, she has been forced to learn how to face difficulties.

To be invincible, to swim against the current.

But in front of him, she seemed to be able to become an ordinary woman, who could be vulnerable, wronged, and complained...

She couldn't help looking at him, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, like lake water under the moon, deep and quiet, making people feel at ease and relaxed.

She smiled slightly, rubbed her cheek against his chest, and whispered: "I didn't push His Highness away on purpose, but I was too uncomfortable at the time..."

The corners of Li Xuanye's mouth curled up, full of pity: "Does it hurt like this every month?"

"No." Zhao Xi slightly squeezed his sleeve, "It happened after falling into the water from the palace."

Falling into the water——

Li Xuanye's movements suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)