Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 497 I Can't Bear It
Zhao Ziyi paused, as if he was looking for a suitable topic, and his tone was a bit unnatural: "The mansion has newly got cherries from Qingzhou. Daddy knows that you like to eat them, so I will keep them for you. If you want to eat them at any time, you will order them to eat them." After a while, Daddy will send someone to pick you up..." The voice lowered, a little flattering, "If it's troublesome, Daddy can send it to you, but I don't know if Wei'er is free..."

Zhao Xiwei only felt that a ball of cotton wool was stuck in her throat, which made her afraid to make a sound, for fear that she would choke up when she opened her mouth.

Since the last time she broke up with the Zhao family, Zhao Ziyi asked to visit her many times, but she refused all of them indifferently.

She is now the crown princess and lives in the backyard of the East Palace. As long as she doesn't want to see her, he can't see her again.

So for a long time, the father and daughter have never had the chance to meet in private except for paying New Year's greetings to the emperor on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

She blames him, blames him for being selfish, blames him for being ruthless, and blames him for manipulating people's hearts.

But she couldn't really give up.

She lost her mother, and her father is the only family relationship she has left in this world...

"That Wei'er... Daddy is going back today." Zhao Ziyi waited for a long time, but did not hear her response, so she had no choice but to give up, turned the wheelchair, and then suddenly turned around, exhorting in a soft voice He said: "Although Lu Zishan is a bit weird, he has excellent medical skills and is trustworthy. You can rest assured that he will take care of your body in the future, understand?"

"Daddy is back, remember to take your medicine on time."

He suddenly seemed to be a different person, like an old woman who babbled a lot to her ignorant daughter before turning away with a sigh full of worry.

From the desk to the door, it was only a few dozen steps away, but he didn't have the agility he had when he first entered the hall.

He grabbed the armrest several times with his fingers, but almost missed it.

His own guard came up to help him, but he stubbornly refused.

The guards had no choice but to retreat to the two sides, watching him turn the wheelchair with difficulty, and slowly exit the palace gate.

Zhao Xi lowered his head slightly, trying not to take a second look at his back.

But the wheel turned and creaked, as if it ran over her heart, making her whole heart flutter, without a place to go.

It wasn't until she fell into a warm and broad chest that she suddenly came back to her senses: "Your Highness?"

Li Xuanye raised his hand to pinch her slightly frowning brows, and said softly: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

"No..." The little emotions in her heart were seen through, and she explained a little helplessly: "I just don't want to see him..."

"Wei'er doesn't want to see him?" He smiled slightly, put her in the chair, stood in front of her, pinched her fingers, rubbed them gently in the palm of his hand, and lowered his head to pay attention to her expression: " How about disappearing after that?"

Zhao Xiwei shrank his fingers immediately.

But he was pinched in time.

Her fingertips were cold, and as he rubbed them slowly bit by bit, his heart sank bit by bit.

In order to plead for Zhao Ziyi, she has been frozen outside the palace for so long, holding her in her arms as if she was fished out of ice water...

If it is true that Zhao Ziyi has some kind of shady ambition, would she still be like this?

Could he really just let it go?

His fingertips poked into her sleeves and touched the skin, which was as cold as frost and snow, and his voice became cold unconsciously: "Are you stupid to freeze like this for him?"

The fingertips were pressed against the skin, hot and cold, bringing strange tactile sensations that made her tremble.

Li Xuanye was so keen, he immediately noticed her change, and subconsciously grabbed her wrist.

The first thought was "Why are you so sensitive—"

Just as he lowered his head and was about to kiss her lips, a second thought popped up in an instant.

"Her illness—"

The kiss has not yet fallen, it has stopped.

Liu Jishan said that Zhao Xiwei's illness was complicated, and if she wanted to find an antidote, the first thing to do was to find out what medicine she was drinking.

And Zhao Ziyi's expression today does not seem to be lying - after all, even if he wants to use his daughter to control him, he must first ensure his daughter's body.

Now that her reaction is so obvious, this is not a good sign.

He maintained a posture of wanting to kiss or not, and after thinking for a few moments, she opened her eyes and asked in doubt, "What's wrong?"

Li Xuanye looked at her with dark eyes, not knowing what to say to her for a moment.

He had been thinking about telling her after the problem was resolved, but now things seemed to be developing in an increasingly confusing direction.

Zhao Xiwei recalled his question just now, thought he was still angry, so he took the initiative to grab his shoulders, let him bend down slightly, and explained softly: "I'm not all because of him, I'm mainly afraid that His Highness will be too angry. , and didn’t dare to rush in... so I had to stand outside and wait for someone to communicate..."

Li Xuanye was so angry that he pinched her waist: "Then what if I don't let you in?"

"You won't!" She giggled, raised her head, and looked at him half playfully and half coquettishly: "You don't want to!"

"Yes..." Li Xuanye was startled again, touched her red lips with his fingertips, and smiled slightly: "I can't bear to..."

She suddenly laughed delicately, hooked his neck, and kissed his chin actively.

Li Xuanye tensed up, put his arms on her back, deliberately kept himself calm.

She didn't seem to be satisfied with such a shallow contact. After a few soft kisses, she knelt down in the chair instead, straightened up and kissed his lips.

Her kiss didn't have any passion/desire, it was just a kind of lingering attachment, but it was more itchy and unbearable than the intentional teasing.

Li Xuanye responded to her with extreme restraint, and the vigilance in his heart became deeper and deeper——

He pulled away from the warmth, held her face, and said softly: "Wei'er, don't meet Zhao Ziyi again during this time, okay?"

Zhao Xi was taken aback for a moment, she was still immersed in the kiss just now, subconsciously asked: "Why?"

He stroked her cheek with his fingertips, and was thinking of answering in a way that would not hurt her, when she suddenly realized something: "Is it possible that the consonance and my illness are all related to him?"

Li Xuanye's heart trembled.

The fingers she placed on his shoulders suddenly curled up.

Li Xuanye hurriedly put his arms around her waist, pressed her in his arms as if comforting, thought for a while, and then slowly said: "Back then your mother and my mother were on good terms, and the mother often called her into the palace for a small gathering. During the mid-autumn festival, the two drank together, but both suffered from abdominal pain..."

Zhao Xiwei struggled out of his arms suddenly: "You mean, my mother and the queen have the same disease?" Both of them had abdominal pain after having a drink, so...she opened her eyes wide, "Then they What did you drink?"

Thinking of him summoning Zhao Ziyi again, his face suddenly changed: "Is this related to my father?"

She asked three questions in a row, all of which accurately grasped the main points, so Li Xuanye had no choice but to hug her again, and comforted her: "I can't say it's the same, but it might be the same... Your father seems to be in the dark too. In the drum..."

He touched her cheek: "The reason why I told you not to meet him is because everything is possible before the truth is found out..." His tone turned solemn, "Wei'er, I don't want any accidents for you... ..."

(End of this chapter)