The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 451 Not an Ordinary Man

Qingle Palace.

The man's slender body was sitting on the soft edge, his wide palm was pinching the delicate and slender wrist on the couch.

The bushy eyebrows were unfurled, and the half-down eyes were staring at her pretty face, full of thoughts.

He remembered that there was once a person who was as strange as her, who was clearly a living person but had no pulse.

That person was in the deepest part of his memory, and after leaving a precious time, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He had searched all over Beiling but found nothing, as if she had never appeared in his life, since then his memory of her has stayed at that ten-year-old age.

Xixi, who had changed her temper, was exactly like her. He once suspected that she was the one who came back, but he was struggling to prove it, so he could only follow his own heart and let her pick her up bit by bit.

Gently rubbing her wrist with his fingertips, he thought, is it really her?

Wu Huang said that there are many things in the world that cannot be explained, and that if you go deep into it, it will be fruitless.

But it was about her, so he had to think more.

Just thinking about it, the person on the couch moved slightly, and he leaned over to stroke a strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear.

Su Xi opened her eyes from her sleep, and the man's solemn facial features came into view.

"Xixi," he smoothed his frowning brows, and a gentle smile was drawn on the corners of his lips, "drinking so much, are you punishing me? You obviously can't drink."

Su Xi pulled her wrist out of his hand, turned her back to him, and said nothing.

I have to admit that her heart is still sore.

Seeing him, even her liver qi stagnated, but she still couldn't complain.

He reminds himself all the time that he is a king, and he cannot be so selfish that he only wants to occupy him, but put him in a place where others criticize him.

There are three thousand beauties in the king's harem, and he can like anyone.

Even if you are not generous, you have to pretend to be generous.

"I'm so sad, Xixi ignored me," he stretched out his slender arms to wrap him in his arms, "It's all my fault, and it made Xixi unhappy again."

Although he felt that he was innocently wrong.

But there are some things that are so difficult to say.

Su Xi turned her head to look at his pretty face.

Originally, she had made up her mind not to talk to him, but once he was gentle to her, she couldn't bear to be cruel.

She once suspected that she was the one who was addicted to tenderness.

"I had nothing to do today, so I suddenly wanted to drink, and accidentally drank too much." She persuaded herself to swallow all her emotions, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that she was clearly unhappy and stubbornly pretending to be okay on her pretty face, Ling Juncheng's eyes became more gentle.

His bony fingertips tapped her vermilion lips, and he slightly opened his lips: "I know that Concubine Wen has been here."

Hearing this, Su Xi fell silent.

"No matter what she says, Xixi should not believe it." He bowed his head and stared at her with deep eyes, "I have only one couple in my life, and this person is you."

Su Xi looked up at his beautiful eyes, with mixed feelings in her heart.

I really think so, but he is not an ordinary man after all.

And she remembered that he still had a sweetheart in the play, if she suddenly appeared one day, would he still remember every vow he made to her?
He is the man that all women in the world want, but she is just an ordinary woman with a good skin. Falling in love with such a man is basically giving herself a reprieve.

She was deeply disturbed, but she was already deeply involved.

After handing over his people, he also handed over his heart.

(End of this chapter)