The president is with her political enemies [Interstellar]

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Even holding a broken piece of porcelain, she is like holding a rose.

Her blood was indeed like a rose.

She couldn't feel the pain.

She has old wounds, from the day of the coup.

She clenched her fingers.

Politicians who were dissatisfied with the royal administration broke into Whitehall that day. She was guarded by a nanny. There were gunshots not far away, and the terrified nanny pushed her down.

She tried to escape and knocked over the girl who was huddled by the stairs.

She rolled down the stairs, hurting her knee particularly badly.

She was in the hospital when she woke up.

She learned from the doctor that it was all over.

The artificial knee, which is replaced once a year, does not fit well with her body. She has to stay in a wheelchair obediently for seven of the twelve months of the year.

After multiple surgeries, the skin on her legs was also implanted the day after tomorrow. It was extremely cold to the touch, like the skin of a whale.

The door didn't know when it was opened, Feng stood at the door with a gloomy expression.

She knew the password, and Jane was not surprised at all.

Feng watched her movements indifferently, and she asked, snatching the fragments away, "What are you doing?"

Jane knelt on the ground, with her long hair scattered by her side, she looked up at Feng, whose lips were pale, as if she was annoyed.

"I can't feel the pain anymore." Jane said.

Feng's expression became even uglier.

"I can't stand up either," she trembled, "pull me up, Feng."

Feng wanted to hug her, but Jane pushed her away.

"Don't hug me, pull me up." Jane repeated.

Feng held her hand tightly, "Get up slowly."

Jane took her hand as if she was pulling the last blond hair, and she squeezed slowly.

But she didn't stand up, she threw herself into Feng's arms.

Feng clasped her waist and held her in his arms, "I'll call you a doctor."

"I'll go by myself!"

Feng carried her to the bed, "Don't be self-willed, Your Majesty."

"Do you take me for a cripple?" said Jane.

"No."

"You have!"

"I really haven't, Your Majesty." Feng's tone became softer.

"You have!" Jane insisted, "I see the pity in your eyes."

Feng was taken aback.

"You are pitying me." Jane said in a deep voice, "I can see it, I know it."

"You have been pitying me. Pity a crippled queen who has lost her mother and her sister and father have been neglected for many years." Jane raised her arm, pulled the ribbon of the veil on her head, and wrapped it around her wrist. Like a naughty child, she turned her head slightly and smiled, "But why am I like this?"

Feng whispered: "You hate me."

Jane said: "Don't you hate me?" Her smile became bigger and bigger, "Feng, you hate me, you have always hated me."

"No," the woman's negation was almost stubborn, "I love you."

Jane looked at her steadily, "How long can you lie to yourself?"

Feng Dao: "How long can you lie to me?"

The two looked at each other, and finally, Jane said, "Call the doctor."

She looked at her slender legs and laughed self-deprecatingly, "How I wish no one would save me and let me die in that coup."

Feng's hand that picked up the phone was as stiff as paper, and her face lost all color.

"It's you." Jane said.

She was neither surprised nor sad when she heard the news suddenly, she just resented.

Resent many people, many things.

Especially Feng.

Feng saved her, and Feng also ruined her.

Feng successfully put the noble-blooded canary into a velvet cage that was left undisturbed, and also completely severed all her rights.

all.

"It's me." Feng said.

"You should kill me," she stood up with difficulty, and said with a smile, "otherwise, I will kill you."

She's not kidding, she does it all the time.

She always wanted to kill Feng.

It's like Feng said affectionately that he loved her while torturing her.

Jane smiled beautifully, like melting ice and snow, warming Rongrong.

Feng gave a few simple instructions before putting down the phone and saying, "Then I'll wait, you come and kill me."

She seemed calm, and even more so in fact.

It's not that she doesn't believe in Jane's flowers, but she is too confident and doesn't take Jane's words to heart.

……

Siddig tilted his head, bit her lip, and blocked all the words he didn't want to hear.

As if to retaliate against her, Siddiger bit her tongue viciously, and Cynthia could taste the blood, but she kept licking the tip of the other's tongue, seductively.

It was not until the brain issued a warning due to lack of oxygen that they reluctantly separated.

From Siddig's eyes, Cynthia could see her own reflection, just like this kiss, full of blood but full of affection.

☆、Chapter 14 Eternity

The mixed liquid stained the seat of the car, and Sid Digger knelt on it, wiping it desperately with a tissue, "Damn it."

Cynthia's hand slid down her waistline, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"It hurts and it's hot."

"Now?"

"if not?"

Cynthia glanced at the night sky, "It's not yet dawn, let's do it again."

"Come on you... um!"

……

The next morning Elena's eyes were red and bloodshot, like a rabbit.

The eyes of Siddiger and Cynthia were not much better, especially Siddiger, who kept yawning, as if his mental state was very bad.

When Dorothy came back, she saw the three men in a state of depression and pulled Sid Digger in surprise, "Have you played 3P?"

Cynthia heard it, and answered casually, "The kidneys are overdrawn."

Elena got into the car without saying a word.

Dorothy said, "What's the matter?"

Cynthia shrugged, she spared no effort to attack her rival in love, but for Cai, she didn't even have a reason to add insult to injury.

"Go back... Dorothy, when did you sleep last night?"

"Sleeping?" Dorothy asked in surprise, "I haven't slept."

Sid Digger pinched his neck, "Young man is so energetic."

Cynthia raised the control panel.

"Take Elena back first, at No. 52 Calvi Street, and then don't go directly back to the Century Building, stop at a pharmacy." Siddig said.

"Drugstore? You want to buy..." Cynthia saw Siddiger's eyes and said awkwardly, "I see."

"What to buy?" Dorothy asked puzzled, "Swelling ointment or kidney treasure?"

"Shut up." Sid Digger got into the car.

She hissed.

"What's wrong with you?"

"fine."

Dorothy turned on the air conditioner, frowned while adjusting the temperature: "Why does the car smell like lubricating oil? Should we go down and see if there is something wrong with the bearing or something?"

Sid Digger smiled and said, "You can go down."

Dorothy shut up immediately, "I see, I don't smell anything."

The air pressure in the car was extremely low, and Dorothy chatted with Elena casually, and Elena mumbled a few words as an answer.

Sid Digger answered the phone, and she made a hissing gesture before connecting.

Dorothy put down the soundproof panel thoughtfully.

"Hello? Where are you?"

"Grandma? I'm on my way to the Century Building. What's the matter?"