deep palace cold girl

Chapter 18

However, to my surprise, he slowly lowered his body, hugged me, and smiled softly: "Shang'er... Brother Ling, can I take you back to Liuyan Pavilion?"

At that moment, my heart hurts...

Tears blurred his eyes.I threw myself into his arms, buried my face deep in his warm embrace, and hugged him tightly!

Brother Ling... my brother Ling did not disappoint me, he is still my gentle brother Ling...

He really cares about me!At that moment, I couldn't be more certain in my heart!

"Ling, brother...I..."

I wanted to speak, but my voice trembled, I couldn't make a sound, I choked up, and wept. I just felt that his embrace was so warm and isolated from all the cold!
"Shang'er is good, it's alright, it's alright already! Brother Ling will always be by your side and protect you, Shang'er is not afraid..."

Brother Ling carried me back to Liuyan Pavilion. Dong'er had already returned there. Seeing me, her pretty face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground with a plop, crying bitterly.

"The princess...it's all Dong'er's fault, Dong'er failed to protect the princess well, Dong'er should die..."

Slowly close your eyes, the headache is splitting, really tired.This silly girl, how could it be her fault?

"Dong'er, go and boil some hot water, the princess needs a bath!"

Brother Ling frowned slightly when he saw Dong'er's appearance, and his tone was a little displeased.

Dong'er looked at me reluctantly, and wanted to step forward, but she didn't dare to resist Mu Shaoling's intentions, so she had to leave aggrieved.

Put me on the bed, wrap me in a quilt, and hold me in your arms again.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't see any disgust on his face, but only a deep tenderness and a touch of distress. I couldn't tell what I felt in my heart, it was a little sour.

"Shang'er...don't think too much, brother Ling is by your side, nothing will happen!"

Holding me, shaking gently, as if comforting a little baby, I snuggled into his arms, I sighed deeply, and a touch of happiness spread in my heart.

Fortunately, Brother Ling treats me sincerely. In this world, there is still someone who truly cares about me.

I really want to tell him that I am still intact and I have not lost my body, but the words reach my throat but I swallow them again.

It's better not to tell brother Ling before you can ensure that the prince cancels the marriage.

No matter what his purpose for bringing me into the palace was, as long as he treats me sincerely now, it is enough.

Dong'er quickly boiled the water and handed me over to Dong'er. Brother Ling left, saying that he would come to see me later. I knew that he was going to find out who took me out of the palace.

Thinking of that man, he is an envoy of the Shengyan Dynasty, so he must have made perfect preparations for doing so without leaving any traces.

I don't know what my fate will be next, but I'm sure it won't be as he said, because Brother Ling didn't abandon me, even though I'm no longer useful in their eyes!
However, maybe I was too naive, the next morning, the nightmare had just begun!
I slept all night, but it was not stable. I woke up in the morning with a headache, as if I had suffered from a cold. Seeing my pale face, Dong'er was in a hurry to call a doctor, but I stopped her.

"Dong'er is fine, the house is in chaos now, don't cause any more trouble. I still have some medicine here, you can go to the kitchen and make it."

I handed the medicine to Dong'er and asked her to boil the medicine. Looking at Dong'er's leaving back, I sighed deeply.

In a day, I seem to have grown up a lot, and I can never return to the happiness I used to be.

Slowly got up, walked to the dressing table, looked at the face covered by the veil in the blurred bronze mirror.

Slowly raised his hand and took off the veil.

It was the first time to see clearly what she looked like when she grew up. The woman in the mirror had a stunning face, so ethereal and heart-shattering.

I frowned, this is my face, a face that can easily make a man lose his soul, but I can't be happy.

"Princess, princess, something is wrong! The prince suddenly fell ill!"

From a distance, Dong'er's panicked shouts were heard, and a feeling that something was wrong exploded in his heart.

Putting on the veil and walking outside, Dong'er came running in a panic.

"Dong'er, what's the matter? Why is the prince sick?"

"Dong'er doesn't know either, but on the way to the kitchen just now, I heard from the servants in the mansion that the prince suddenly fell seriously ill last night, and he is already bedridden!"

Pressing hard on my heart, my thoughts are a little confused. I saw the prince was fine last night, why did I suddenly get sick?

Is it a real illness, or some kind of conspiracy?
I took a deep breath, no matter what, as an adopted daughter, I should go and see it!I, the adopted daughter who has lost all flowers and willows, disrupted his plan, and I'm afraid I was in a hurry.

I ordered Dong'er to help me clean up briefly, and then walked towards the main building of the palace. I knew that after last night, my status in the palace was not as good as before, and the servants were already talking about me being defiled by thieves as a fake princess.

Along the way, the servants stared at me constantly, and my back was stiff and I was used to ignoring it.

Not to mention that this matter is not true, even if it is true, so what?
There was a wry smile on the face under the veil, I only hope that my sacrifice can make the prince give up the idea of ​​getting married, I really don't want to leave this land, I don't want to leave the place where Brother Ling is!
After entering the Qionghan Tower, there were many people standing inside, all of them with serious expressions.

The concubine was sitting in front of the bed, wiping her tears with a handkerchief. The doctor was feeling sad for the prince who was lying on the bed. His face was pale and his eyes were closed. Thoughts.

Seeing me coming, he was startled for a moment, then hurried towards me.

"Shang'er, why are you here? You should take a good rest!"

There was worry and blame in the tone, which warmed my heart.

Gently shaking his head, suppressing the tears welling up in his eyes, he said softly: "I heard that Dong'er said that the father is ill, how can Shang'er be at ease. Brother Ling, what's the matter with the father?"

He glanced at the bed with worried eyes. Although he was only raising me as a pawn, he did give me a lot of love over the years, even if the love was purposeful.

"It's not clear yet. The doctor is in the process of diagnosis and treatment. Early this morning, the father said that his heart hurts and he vomited a mouthful of blood. That's it."

(End of this chapter)