Supreme Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 528
Long Qingcang has always had a heart of stone, so she turned around and was about to leave, but at the moment of turning around, she saw a drop of water rolling down from the corner of her eye, dripping onto the surface of the pool, and her heart froze, as if the drop of tears fell into him. There were circles of ripples in his heart, and a little bit of heartache fainted in the heart lake.

This strange feeling made him a little annoyed, and when he looked back again, there was a pathetic and hopeless brilliance pouring out of her eyes, which hurt his eyes.

Before his sanity recovered, his consciousness had already dominated his actions. He bent down and hugged the woman on the water lily.

In an instant, he came back to his senses, realized what he had done, and frowned in disgust, wanting to throw away the woman in his hand, but the light-as-feather touch gripped his heart tightly again, and the woman in his arms His face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his body was as light as a piece of paper, as if he would fly away if he blew on it.And he actually has some kind of fear mixed with distress about this feeling.This kind of heart-wrenching feeling was not there even when I was holding "Zhuyue" just now.What's wrong?
Deeply annoyed, his hands hugged Ren'er tightly as if they had their own consciousness.No matter what, I couldn't let it go, and finally sighed silently, stepped on the wind with my feet, tapped the water and left.

Hua Qianxun, who turned back, was also very surprised to see Long Qingcang returning with a woman in his arms, walked over, and unconsciously frowned, "Who is she?"

"Who knows?" Long Qingcang said impatiently: "A wounded woman!" Then asked: "Where is Yue'er?"

Hua Qianxun's tone was a bit cold: "In the carriage, there is an imperial doctor treating her."

"En." Long Qingcang's face darkened, "Let those imperial doctors come over to show this woman. She seems to be seriously ill."

Hua Qianxun looked at Long Qingcang suspiciously, and then at the woman in his arms, his eyes made Long Qingcang very impatient, and shouted: "What are you looking at, why don't you go!"

"Long Qingcang?" Hua Qianxun's face turned cold, with all the anger written in his eyes, and usually only when his patience reached the limit would he call Long Qingcang by his name.The tone was as cold as ice: "You want Yue'er, you want to treat her well, I won't rob you. But if you are half-hearted about Yue'er." He raised his sword and laid it across Long Qingcang's neck: "Also Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

In the depths of the palace, resplendent and resplendent, layers of veils are like layers of floating clouds, smudged by the twinkling lights to create a prosperous and decadent brilliance.

In the Prince's East Palace, a tall figure sat reclined on the dragon couch in the royal study, with his chin resting on one hand, his eyes slightly closed, unconsciously falling into a nightmare.He was exhausted physically and mentally after several days of tossing and exhausting searching for someone in the depths of despair. Now that he has found them month after month and brought them back to the palace, Long Qingcang can take a little rest.But in the dream, there was a voice that was yelling and entangled him tightly, "Brother Qingcang, I am here, Brother Qingcang, it is me, I am here..." In the darkness, the voice was illusory and cold, But he tightly grasped his heart, he stretched out his hand to touch, to grab her, but in the void, he couldn't see anything, couldn't grab her, he could only look for the sound, step by step in the darkness Walking forward, shouting: "Is that you, Yue'er? Where are you?"

"Beautiful face, but in a moment, brother Qingcang, catch me, save me...don't let me disappear...if I can, I don't want to disappear..." Her voice became weaker and more ethereal.

He was extremely anxious: "Where are you? Yueer? How can I find you... Yueer?"

"Heart, use your heart..." The last bit of voice echoed in the void, and then, there was no more sound.

The sound disappeared, the figure disappeared, but Long Qingcang's footsteps did not stop, the haunting breath led him forward in the darkness, the tactile sense of heartbeat and heartache guided his direction, he could feel She was right beside him, according to his will, seemed to be far away in the sky, and seemed to be within reach, until a dazzling light dazzled his eyes.

"Your Highness...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."

Wang Fu was bowing his head and bowing his waist, calling softly beside Long Qingxang's ear.The matter of lightly twisting the tiger's beard made the deep old eunuch tremble, for fear that if the master didn't like it, he would move his head.

Your dream was interrupted, Long Qingcang slowly opened his eyes, and cast a deep look at Wang Fu, who immediately shivered, shrank his head, fell to his knees, and said bravely, "Disturb Your Highness's clear dream!" The slave deserves to die, but His Highness said that the girl must report to you immediately when she wakes up. After taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, the girl has been awake for a long time. Therefore, the slave dares..."

"Bastard! Why didn't you wake me up earlier!" Long Qingcang got up and rushed towards the side hall without waiting for Wang Fu to finish speaking.

Wang Fu trotted all the way and followed him step by step, bowed his waist, and reminded in a low voice tremblingly: "Your Highness, it's wrong. It's this way."

Long Qingcang stopped abruptly, with an expression of annoyance and irritability that had never been seen on his face.

Wang Fu said in a low voice: "The girl 'Zhuyue' is placed in your main hall. Just go around. The one who lives in the side hall..."

"Shut up! You don't need to remind me!" Long Qingcang interrupted him sharply.He didn't know that 'Zhuyue' lived next door to his bedroom.Why didn't he know that going around was the main hall.And in that unremarkable small courtyard in the side hall of the west wing lived the irrelevant woman he picked up inexplicably.However, when Wang Fu said that the girl woke up, the first thing he thought of was that irrelevant woman!The first place he wanted to go in his mind turned out to be the unremarkable courtyard in the side hall of the West Wing.

How can he not be angry?How can you not be annoyed?How not to be irritable?Annoyed himself, and even more annoyed by that irrelevant woman!He wanted to turn his head, but his heart seemed to be pulled by a string, as if he was about to be dragged into the small courtyard of the side hall.If you don't look at it, you can't feel at ease. This kind of anxiety tortured him so much that his heart ached.

For a moment, Long Qingcang's body was fixed there like a nail.Seemingly about to continue walking, she heard the imperial doctor rushing over and knelt on the ground, "It's not good, Your Highness, Miss Zhuyue is coughing up blood again!"

Long Qingcang's shoulders stiffened, and then he turned stiffly, walked around, and walked towards the main hall bedroom.

The main hall here is crowded with people and figures are busy, but in a remote small courtyard in the side hall of the west wing, it is desolate and clear, with lonely figures.

(End of this chapter)