Abandoned Concubine Can't Escape

Chapter 88

The night wind blew past, and the curtains rolled in with a charming fragrance of flowers. The moonlight kissed Su Wanling's delicate cheeks. She leaned against the carved window lattice and looked at the confused night. If there was no antidote, she could live for at most one years, just one year.

When she was a child, she remembered that she had to go on a date. Fortunately, Hua Wuxue was by her side. Sometimes she wanted to be selfish and just do whatever she wanted.

"Wan'er." A voice sounded from behind, Su Wanling looked back, but it was Murong Chen.

"My lord, did you ask the teacher to ask the crime?" She smiled faintly, it was indeed she who pushed her away, but she never expected that she would bump into the pillar.

Murong Chen walked to the window, looked at her quietly, and inexplicably told her what was on his mind. It was a long time before she knew that this night was the anniversary of Concubine Lian's death.

"Do you know? I watched my mother and concubine die with a cup of poisoned wine by my father. I was eight years old that year, and I would have nightmares every night after that. I dreamed that my mother and concubine died with regret. To tell this secret, I am afraid..."

"Why are you telling me this?" Su Wanling looked at him with some puzzlement.

"After the death of my concubine, Che'er and I were often bullied by other princes. Here..." he pointed to his abdomen, "I was scalded by them with hot water. At that time, I always thought, grow up quickly, Then Che'er will have a happy childhood, maybe it's my father's conscience who discovered that when I was 14 years old, he actually remembered my mother and concubine, me and Che'er..."

"For Che'er, I promise my father that I will only be a prince forever."

Murong Chen smiled lightly, his lips raised as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.Su Wanling's heart was aching, the most heartless emperor's family, but he didn't expect a prince to live in such a miserable life, he couldn't help reaching out and hugging him tightly, the first time he heard him talk about himself, it was It was so unbearable, Su Wanling remembered the scars on his body, she didn't take it seriously at that time, thinking that every scar on him was a sad past, a bleak childhood, so tears couldn't stop flowing out .

Murong Chen sighed slightly in his heart, and slowly tightened his arms, hugging Su Wanling, he could hear his own violent heartbeat, her touching beauty touched his body, her tender eyes were close to his heart, How many fragile and soft pieces made his calm and calm heart?

(End of this chapter)