Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 620

She hesitated for a moment, when a cloud of cold wind suddenly surged at the door, and swept in like a vortex.

To be precise, it is a group of light and shadow intertwined with black and gold, rushing towards it.

At first glance, Zhao Xiwei's back tensed subconsciously.

When she looked halfway again, she saw those cold and sharp eyes, and her heart shrank for no reason, as if the blood in her whole body suddenly condensed at this moment, losing the opportunity to flow.

Li Xuanye!
When did he come?
How much has he heard?

The maid was frightened for a moment, and stammered: "Your Majesty..."

"roll!"

With a cold shout, the palace man's knees softened, and he hurriedly retreated cleanly.

Gu Yuci was the calmest one in the room, but also the most nervous one at the same time.

She looked at him, frowned slightly, and said, "Your Highness..."

As soon as the sentence was still in his throat, he felt a murderous aura attacking him, accompanied by two decisive and sharp words:

"Get out!"

"Yes." Gu Yuci bit her lip, looking completely at a loss, compared with Zhiqi's pride and conceit, she was a completely different person.

She glanced at the two people in front of her, her lips moved slightly, as if explaining kindly: "His Royal Highness, Ah Wei didn't mean that, she..."

"Get out!"

With another cold shout, Gu Yuci shut up just in time.

Zhao Xiwei smiled noncommittally.

When it comes to acting, Miss Gu must be very good, flawless and flawless.

Gu Yuci lowered his eyes and stepped out of the room, but when he was at the threshold, he suddenly stopped, turned his face slightly, and glanced at him in the room.

The spring is bright and the green windows are flowing with gold.

And he was dressed in black, standing under the spring light with his hands behind his back, leaving her only a back view, extremely cold and icy.

At this moment, her heartbeat suddenly intensified, like ice and fire blending, despair and hope were born at the same time.

Such a person is truly a born emperor.

For him, love between men and women is really a waste...

Zhao Xiwei sat in a chair, resting his chin on his hands, raised his face slightly and looked at the person in front of him, suddenly forgot what kind of expression he should have.

She could see very clearly that Gu Yuci's purpose this time was to induce her to tell the truth.

But she didn't expose it, but she did everything she could to tell her inner thoughts.

She felt that since they couldn't be together, separation would be a problem sooner or later, whether he wanted to or not, he would always have to face it.

Moreover, this is not the first time she has expressed this idea. Although Li Xuanye loses control of his emotions every time, it is always within the controllable range.

Just this time...

She seemed to have slightly overestimated his ability to control his emotions.

His eyebrows, his eyes, his nose and jaw, and his thin lips...

Zhao Xiwei didn't take a closer look at these things, not because she dared to do so, but because of her fierce murderous aura, which made her look away reflexively.

But with just such a casual movement, the line of sight slipped without warning and landed on... his waist.

The slender fingers, like jade, pressed against the firm and tight waist.

Zhao Xi glanced slightly, and for some reason, suddenly felt a little regretful.

He has never had any ornaments around his waist, not all the time, to be precise, since he gave Peiyu to her, he hasn't hung anything else.

According to the customs of the Wei Dynasty, when a man becomes an adult, if he has a sweetheart, he will usually wear a sachet or purse to show that he belongs to him.

And this sachet or pouch was made by his beloved woman himself to prove that he has returned.

At the beginning, she didn't have this kind of idea, thinking that having these flower heads meant nothing, and then she gradually became like a little girl who was in love, staying up all night to carefully craft an ingenious sachet for him...but she didn't send it out.

If the edict was a day late, maybe she would have tied it for him by herself...

Zhao Xiwei was thinking wildly, his eyes flicked along his fingers, and his pupils shrank instantly.

His finger, pressing on...

On saber!
Zhao Xiwei's mind buzzed, and he jumped out of the chair: "Your Highness..."

In his rage, he still pressed his finger on the sword.

False pregnancy, leaving the palace, no more entanglements... These words were spoken from her mouth, and to him, it was like a world falling apart.

She felt that she should comfort him, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, before it touched his clothes, a chill flew out, like thunder and lightning, and hit her wrist——

Before he had time to react, his arms had already been clasped by him, and there was a "bang", so rough that there was no emotion, only raging anger swept over her, wrapping her around.

His back hurts from being pinched, his shoulder blades hurt from being pulled, and his wrists are numb from being scratched.

Zhao Xi frowned slightly and looked at him, not even daring to move his heels - there was a table and a shelf behind him, if he struggled and pulled, and the things on the shelf fell down, whether it hurt him or her, it would definitely cause a catastrophe. A sensation.

But she didn't have time to think about it.

At close range, she could see his eyes clearly.

She had never seen such a strong disappointment in a man's eyes, like... It was the kind of disappointment born of sadness and forbearance after being completely let down by her sweetheart.

He pursed his lips without saying a word, his disappointed eyes were like ten thousand silver needles, piercing into her heart little by little, each of them seemed to remind her that she was the heartbroken man who abandoned his sweetheart ...

Wait, heartbreaker?

Obviously he gave up first!

Zhao Xiwei looked at him for a while with this silver needle-like eyes, and finally lost the battle.

It's not that she's soft-hearted or regretful, it's really... the footsteps of the guards outside the door are getting more and more dense, and it sounds like there are at least dozens of people coming, and the entire corridor is probably surrounded by water.

She was held down by him like this, and his eyes that wanted to swallow her alive made others feel that something was wrong...

Whether His Highness the Crown Prince is disappointed or sad, it doesn't matter if he bites her back and calls her a heartless person...

Nothing compares to the pressure of being surrounded by a group of people like this.

"Hey..." She struggled for a while, and found that her upper body couldn't move at all, so she kicked him lightly with her toes, and said in a low voice, "Someone is coming outside!"

"Li Xuanye, you hurt me!"

"My feet are numb!"

She reminded her several times in a row, and finally thought of something, and suddenly became nervous: "Don't press me like this, my waist is very uncomfortable!"

Her stomach is not fake!Liu Jishan told me that you must be careful in the early stages of pregnancy, even a slight bump may harm the fetus...

But it can't be said directly to him.

Zhao Xiwei tried to soften his posture, and called several times softly, but he didn't respond.

Just staring at her like this, the eyes are cold, heavy, but broken, like the thousand-year-old ice on the top of a snow mountain, which crumbles and falls overnight.

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Some readers said that the plot is not up to date, so it is uncomfortable, so there will be two updates in a while, and they will be posted in one go.

Today's hand is decided, Wei'er is going to usher in a happy single life!Congratulations!

Quietly Mimi said, there will be suitors in the future
Let's guess quickly: Who is so fearless of death?

(End of this chapter)