Disgraced Consort

The so-called maid is nothing more than a difference between the young and the old.

If her mother has an elder brother, then, according to family rules, isn't her mother also a sire?

"Yes, it's just the difference between people. It's so different from person to person. Just like he is an elder. Do you like him, the person who likes him, or his identity?"

Xi Yan took out Sipa and gave it to her. She was stunned, but she still reached out and took it, covering her still crying eyes.

"From what you said, you do n’t spend much time with him. The number of times he cares about you is probably one of the few, and his appearance is always hidden behind the mask. Have you even laughed, Maybe you do n’t know.

Xi Yan's hand gently lifted her, her body was very stiff:

"Yiling, in fact, the word maid can't really explain anything. It's just that you have always regarded this system too seriously in your own heart. If it was not for your inferiority, you would not hope to prove yourself by what you got. As I said, what do you like, is he, or his identity, the Jinzhen elder who will never change? Do you think that the position of the patriarch will be more stable if you married the elder ?"

Yi Ling looked at Xi Yan's eyes and became confused, her body followed the hands of Xi Yan and slowly stood up:

"I'm so worried, so worried about tomorrow's development, it is because he personally wants to kill me. I don't want him to give such an order personally, I actually, really, like him. If you must kill me, can you? Promise me, you can give this order, is it okay? "

Yi Ling said this, in her eyes that stopped tearing, there was no fear, and some were just anxiety.

She, really like that man, not because of status, not because of others?

Perhaps, it is just a kind of obsession in youth, always thinking that that person is something she should like. The identity of that person and the mystery of that person are all just the obsession of being a girl.

Therefore, use various methods to win his attention, even if it hurts each other, the other person should notice him.

However, it is not necessarily like, even now, he does not want to be sent by him, but it is out of the maintenance of the heart of the heart.

That's it, nothing more.

Xu Shi sat too long and suddenly stood up. After saying this sentence, her feet numb and she fell to Xi Yan.

Xi Yan supported her and was unable to withdraw her hand.

A powerful hand said it was too late, when she quickly blocked Xi Yan's crumbling back, she could feel that the warmth of her palms, melting against her shawl, melted in.

In the memory, the palm of the man is always cold.

Just like, her palms are the same now.

Why, think of him again?

She closed her eyes and opened it, and saw the fireworks flash in Yi Ling's eyes, but for a moment, she returned to coldness:

"Elder Wind."

Yi Ling summoned these three words and shyly broke away from Yan Yan to hold her hand and continued:

"Elder Wind, I didn't mean it, I didn't—"

"Go back." Elder Feng's voice sounded in Xi Yan's ear, and he replied to Yi Ling, "If a person doesn't care about his body, then no one will love her more than herself."

This sentence sounds very cold, but in fact, it is correct.

Your own body only knows how to cherish it.

Yi Ling seemed to say something, and it seemed that she was just howling.

Does she really like the identity of Elder Feng?

Her hand was tightly holding Si Yan's Sipa, looking at Elder Feng's back supporting Xi Yan's departure, and there was a kind of sadness in the depressed place in her heart.

Turning around, the moment he left the hall, Xi Yan asked Elder Feng:

"Tomorrow, how are you going to send her off?"

"The crime of rebellion, the crime should be condemned, leaving her life, is the maximum limit."

"She was just instigated by someone. If you want to investigate, the people behind the scenes can be spared?" Xi Yan said this, and Hua Hua glanced at him with nowhere, and then replied. Go to a remote tribe. She is a member of Yi ’s family. I do n’t want the people of Yi ’s to finish this life in restraint. ”

Elder Feng knew that the meaning of Xi Yan's gaze, apart from Shen Sheng's answer, did not make any objections.

At this moment, I don't know if it's late at night. When a gust of wind blew by, Xi Yan suddenly felt that her body was chilling for a while. This coldness didn't seem to be coming from outside the skin, but spreading from the heart A little bit, it soaked into the blood, and then brought to the whole body, so that everything was cold.

She shrank her body subconsciously and speeded up to walk towards the Golden Phoenix Palace.

She ominously ominous omen-

Is this a poisonous outbreak?

She should not let people see her weakness, especially the Elder Wind, otherwise, he will not allow her to keep the child in her belly.

As she walked faster and faster, the elder Feng moved slightly, but it was in front of her:

"Where are you going?"

"Back to the temple. I'm tired." She said these five words, trying to restrain the tremolo in the words.

"This is not the way back to the Golden Phoenix Palace, it's over there." Elder Feng's finger in the corridor of the other place.

Yes, she was not familiar with Wang Ting at all, even thinking that she could go back.

"Well, I let the bodyguard lead the way, and you should rest early."

This sentence was too long, and there was obviously an uncontrollable vibrato in her voice.

"What's the matter with you?" Elder Feng said this, and took her hand again regardless of suspicion. Her hand was cold.

A little bit of frost froze in her eyebrows.

"Xi--" He called out the word, ignoring the presence of the guard on the side, hugged her horizontally, and quickly ran to the Golden Phoenix Palace.

And Xi Yan even pushed away the force seemed to be frozen into ice.

The limbs are stiff, and I just want to absorb a little warmth subconsciously.

A little bit better.

Of course, his warmth is something she can't absorb.

She stiffened and only let herself sink into the deeper cold.

Elder Feng almost rushed back to the Golden Phoenix Palace, and after entering the gate, he ordered Alan:

"Quickly remove the ice basin and replace it with a carbon basin!"

"Carbon basin?"

Alan hesitated for a moment, and immediately realized that he was busy ordering his maidservant outside to do it.

When she turned around again, she saw that the figure of Elder Feng holding Xi Yan had disappeared in the inner hall.

He never held a woman.

At any time, he is unwilling to hug a woman.

Why, this time make an exception?

Alan looked away and stopped looking at the inner temple.

The ice basin was removed, and when the carbon basin was closed, she suddenly felt that her heart was not much higher than the temperature in the ice basin.

No matter how hard the carbon basin is, the cold will not be warm.

Only, his body temperature can be warm.

Unfortunately, how long has she not felt his body temperature?

Can't continue thinking, otherwise, she really can't do it indifferently.

When the maidservant put the maid on the brazier, she closed the hall door and retreated.

Outside the hall, the crescent moon is like a hook, just like her state of mind. It turned out that without him, it would be incomplete.

Falling in love with a man is destined to be the biggest robbery for women.

Only if you do n’t love will you not be hurt.

She looked up and looked at the remnant moon, Hui Ying reflected the past and his bit.

Xi Yan leaned down, her hands clenched tightly on the mattress on the couch, but she couldn't relieve the cold.

It seemed that her entire body was about to turn into ice, her teeth kept fighting, her whole body was gradually no longer under her control.

She did not know the taste of death, but, she thought, perhaps, the taste now is not much better than death.

Yes, dead, at least a hundred.

Now, I don't know when this will end, the feeling of being bitten by the cold, limbs and internal organs.

That is not the feeling that the cold alone can interpret. It is the taste that every breath will be frozen like a sharp knife and cut into the heart.

Her body curled up in a ball, but, in this way, it was just in vain.

Suddenly, a thicker brocade was wrapped around her body, and then his voice rang in her ears:

"Don't bite your tongue."

Yes, the teeth fight like this, in case the bite hits the base of the tongue, it is really self-sufficiency.

The martial artist, no matter how the teeth fight, can control it, avoiding the key points of the tongue base, and she does not know any martial arts, so she can only bite the mattress hard to control the bite to the tongue, but, soon The mattress was worn right by her.

Perhaps, in the next moment, she will bite the base of her tongue.

It turned out that her willpower was still weak.

She started to look for the next thing to bite, and his hand finally hugged her body tightly from behind, even though the thin quilt was not thin, she could feel his warmth, layer by layer Pass it to her.

Not enough, she needs more warmth, she needs.

Of course, how could she want his warmth?

"Don't move—" His voice murmured and rang in her ears.

These two words suddenly made her feel familiar.

Are these two words familiar, or is his voice familiar?

This familiarity made her body suddenly give up and refuse.

It seems that the one holding her is the one.

It's just that person.

Her eyes were frozen so stiffly that she could n’t open it, she groped for the quilt, and then pulled it down. Suddenly, she bit a very soft thing, unlike the mattress that made her only bite cold. .

It's soft and warm.

These warmths run down her teeth slowly, and in.

Her teeth were trembling a little bit better, and she wanted to open her eyes to see the thing, but the eyes were really hard to open.

The cold on her body, and the warmth of her lips and teeth, her first poisonous hair, and finally, just passed through in a groggy ...

She woke up slowly when a crisp and sweet bird cry came from her ear.

The coldness on her body was dispelled long ago, and she lay on the warm quilt, covering her dry sweat.

She looked at it. It turned out that last night she was holding her quilt. I do n’t know when it was replaced with a thin blanket. If it is still a quilt, it ’s estimated that it ’s as simple as sweating. .

In the hall, it seemed that she was the only one. She moved her body and tried to sit up, but found that the pain was tight.

But, finally, she survived, didn't she?

In the faint impression of last night, it seems that Elder Feng has been holding her, even though there is a layer of quilt, the feeling is clear.

And what about her then?

She did not want to continue to recall, she admitted that at that moment, she was cowardly.

This coward is really just because of the coldness of the poison, or who does she think of him?

No, you can't think about it anymore!

Looking around, it was Alan who jumped into his eyes.

Alan's dark eyes contain a deep smile, saying:

"Patriarch, are you awake?"

"Well. Last night--" Xi Yan hesitated, but Alan had already said:

"Last night, the elder Feng sent the patriarch back. He said you were tired, so don't disturb you when we don't arrive."

"Oh."

At this time, outside the hall, in the glory of the morning sun, Tsing Yi figure came, Alan turned his face, his voice cheerful:

"Elder Wind."

"You go down first and prepare breakfast for the patriarch."

"Okay." Alan got up and walked out with a smirk.

Elder Feng sat down in front of Xi Yan, holding a bowl of soup in his hand, and handed her, saying:

"Drink it, you do not drink medicine, not only is not good for the poison on your body, it is not good for your fetus."

"You agreed?" She asked lowly.

"Yes, I will do my best to help you keep your child. But, you also have to promise me to drink the medicine I give you on time every day."

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