Five-year-pregnant concubine: the emperor's favor is too much

Chapter 108 Wake Up, I’ll Let You Go 1
Is he going to let go of himself?Why is my heart so flustered.

I want to grab it desperately, but I don't know where to start.

With all his strength, his eyelashes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

"Miss, you are awake! Your majesty, your majesty, your eyes have moved." Mi'er's crying voice lingered in her ears.

"..." A strong masculine breath sprayed on her face in an instant, and she suddenly felt so familiar, as if to let him stay, so she wanted to open her eyes so much.

And his dangling heart finally hit the ground, and his entangled hearts finally let go. He strode up to her, but the hand he stretched out to hold her stayed in the air.

He hesitated, did she wake up because she heard his promise?Then do you really want to let her go?He was afraid, afraid that as soon as he held her hand, she would regret it, and refused to wake up again. He was afraid, afraid that as soon as he held her hand, he would regret it, and never wanted to let her go.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he withdrew his hand, stood up, turned around, sighed, walked to the window, and stood there, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Concubine Rong's words on the day of the incident rang in her ears.

[After Lord Qingcheng came out of Xinzheku this morning, Miss Hong'er chased her all the way to the Imperial Garden, she couldn't think about it for some reason, and wanted to disfigure her face with tea, but was stopped by her concubines, and she jumped into the pond by herself]

【Mier, is that so】

[The servant does not know, after seeing the young lady coming out that day, the servant wanted to come out to look for the young lady, and saw the young lady in the pool]

He stood up, turned around, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, his hanging heart finally fell to the ground, he sighed deeply, but his heart was pulled together again.He looked back slightly at her pale face, with slightly teary eyelashes, and his heart ached.He turned his head in an instant, closed his eyes, and didn't dare to look at her again, because he was so scared, so reluctant to let go, but in the end——
"Mi'er, when your miss wakes up, you should pack up and prepare to leave the palace with your miss. Bring more money and clothes, and take good care of your miss."

A faint sentence, but I don't know how much determination has been made. He doesn't want to part with her, but he wants to let go of what he said, and he will do it when he says it, even though his heart hurts so much.

Pushing open the door, striding forward, it finally started to feel like running, he was running away, running away from her world, he knew that her world didn't want him, even though his world was full of her.Of course, everything is in vain, because no matter where she escapes to, as long as she is alive, his footsteps will pass by, and he himself is so naive to think that if he escapes from that door, he can let go.

Seeing Nangong Yan's shadow disappear into the night, Mi'er was stunned, then looked at Hong'er who was breathing weakly on the bed, her heart also ached because of guilt.She lied, but she had no other choice. How could she, a little servant girl, be able to participate in the intrigue in this huge harem, not to mention protecting herself wisely, some things were really beyond her control.

Walking to the closet, I began to slowly tidy up the clothes. Before I tidied up a few pieces, tears flowed down my face.She knew that she had a big reason for this, she shouldn't have lied, no matter what happened to the young lady and the emperor after she woke up, but at least the young lady had no intention of leaving.She is sorry miss, but there is something to do.She cried and cried and finally collapsed on the ground, crying until the sky was dark.

When the wind blows, the rain arrives.

There are so many songs and laughs in the huge palace, who is dressing up and waiting for the emperor's favor, and who is leaning against the window and sighing about the wasted youth.Who is waiting for the fate of being controlled by whom.

PS: I didn’t say anything, I was going to die writing this chapter, damn it, when I wrote 1000 words and prepared to publish it, the result was unsuccessful, and then I lost a single word.Dear, poor pity, collect a lot, the bugs go away and cry~~~
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