Playing to the death and cheating on you

She was slightly taken aback. 【26nbsp;】

"Your Majesty, am I not accompanying you?"

"No, I'm not talking about the present...it's the past, Shuilian, before we got married..."

"!!!"

"When I was very young, I began to live in a bedroom by myself. Many times, when I woke up, I was always alone in the room. It was dark and the lights were not on. The eunuchs were guarding outside. I couldn't even notice them. The existence of... I have been like this since I was a child... I really want to open my eyes, and when I open my mouth, someone will talk to me..."

Shui Lian was silent for a while.

At this time, she suddenly thought of her childhood—the days when her biological mother died young.At that time, how old were you?six years old?seven years old?Why is the memory so vivid?Unforgettable!

His mother died, and he spent a period of time in Shui's house by himself.

Unaccompanied, he slept alone in the room where his mother died. The servants were unwilling to approach, fearing that they would suffer bad luck, so they took the opportunity to slip away one by one when the food was delivered every day.

No one cared if she was afraid—in fact, she wasn't.How can you be afraid of living in the room where your own mother died? ?

She was only afraid of the night—the loneliness in which no one spoke.

Especially at night, the loneliness of being alone for many years, the feeling that you can only understand, when you are cold or hot, when you are sick or in pain, you have to cry, act like a baby, and vent... There is no one, no one at all, only one The loneliness of man speaking to the air.

"Shui Lian, now I have you by my side... Every time I wake up, it's great to have you talking with me!"

It was a simple wish, but she was actually the first one.

Her eyes were wet. In fact, why isn't he her number one? ?

"Little devil, from now on, you will talk to me every day, and you will accompany me like this until the rest of your life..."

She couldn't restrain her turbulent feelings, hugged him tightly, and felt infinitely sad.Yes, she will be with him—will always be with him warmly and loyally—but she doesn't know if this kind of loyalty can be preserved for a lifetime—or if he will give her a chance for a lifetime.

She just gently kneaded his forehead for him to make him feel as comfortable as possible, and after a while she asked him with concern: "Your Majesty, would you like a bowl of hangover soup?"

He sat up and drank half a bowl of soup, rubbing his head, "Why did you get drunk after drinking a few cups?"

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