Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

Doctor Zhang in the East Palace is already going crazy. It's been almost three days, why hasn't the emperor ordered a funeral? !If he doesn't leave the palace again, Luo Ange will probably wake up!

What should we do then?Not to mention all the painstaking efforts put into the water, even if the prince finds out about this plan, I am afraid that some people will move their heads.

Doctor Zhang was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, spinning around in circles.

But things will not go well just because he is in a hurry. For the past three days, the crown prince has placed Luo Ange in a cold cellar, guarding him day and night with almost no water in sight. Sometimes he keeps talking to him, and sometimes he doesn't say a word. Just stared at him.

No one can persuade him, anyone who goes in to persuade him will be scolded.

Even the prince had no choice but to ask someone to watch at the door and watch the movement inside from time to time. If the prince couldn't hold on and fainted, he would take him out quickly and call the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

It's a pity that the prince's body is very strong, almost three days have passed, and he is still holding on.

The air in the cold cellar is chilly, but Mu Ke didn't notice it at all. He just quietly looked at Luo Ange's "body". Just fell asleep.

Mu Ke was thinking desolately, when he really slept next to me before, he was never as peaceful as he is now.

There was a small window above the cold cellar, the sun fell on the face of the coffin and Luo Ange, and it was cold, just like Mu Ke's heart.It seems that the heart has gone with Luo Ange, and the rest is just lingering, beating in vain.

After a long time, Mu Ke said in a low voice: "Before you always said that you wanted to die and die for your country, but I never thought that this day would really come... I still feel that it is unreal, as if you are not dead yet , seems to be able to hear me, seems to be able to see me."

"Xiaoxiao, you're finally leaving me now, are you happy?" Mu Ke felt his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe, as if a big hand came out of nowhere and crushed that heart to pieces.

"If you're really happy, I actually... It doesn't matter how uncomfortable I am."

Mu Ke stroked Luo Ange's hair with his thumb, and said in a low voice, "I was just worried about whether you had suffered before you died. You are so timid, but you can drink poison without hesitation. It must be because you hate me so much, right?"

The person in the coffin was pale, and his slender eyelashes cast a small shadow on his cheeks. The sun fell on his face, which reminded Mu Ke that not long ago, this person fell asleep on the swing shelf in the garden, and came to the house by himself. When I carried him back to the house, he also looked calm and comfortable like this.

"I'm just regretful and unwilling. I didn't tell you what happened to us until you left."

Mu Ke stared at him sadly, extremely remorseful, "Perhaps if I told you earlier, you would not seek death."

"But I'm just afraid, I'm afraid that after you hear it, you still don't want to be nice to me."

Mu Ke held Luo Ange's hand, and said in a low voice: "I'm lucky in my heart, and comfort myself that the reason you hate me so much is because you have forgotten the past. If you think about it, you will definitely fall in love with me again."

"...But I'm afraid that after I tell you, you still hate me and alienate me. I'm afraid it's my wishful thinking. I'm afraid that my last hope is gone."

The hand held in the palm was so slender and small, Mu Ke's eyes were sour, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Then let me tell you now, you can't hear it anyway."

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Luo Ange felt that something was wrong, his body was very tired, his eyelids were heavy, and he could hardly move, as if he was shrouded in a nightmare.

He remembered that the imperial physician said that this was a side-symptom of the feigned death medicine, and after a few hours the meridian would be unblocked, so Luo Ange didn't worry about it, he just felt that the surroundings were very cold, and there were people talking constantly beside him.

Luo Ange was terrified, thinking that the plan failed, and if he really died, then he is in hell now? !He copied so many Buddhist scriptures in vain, yet the Buddha didn't give him any kindness!

After a while, Luo Ange felt that his mind was clearer, and he could probably hear what the man was saying.

Just as he was about to open his eyes, he suddenly recognized that it was Mu Ke's voice!

Luo Ange was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, his heart was pounding nervously, and his mind was in a mess.

How is this going?Did Mu Ke go to hell with him?wrong!Is it possible...

Luo Ange suddenly realized a frightening fact, he is probably still in the East Palace now!

Miscalculation, he only thought that according to common sense, he must be transported back to Yunle after his death, but he was negligent, the prince is not a person who can play cards according to common sense!According to his domineering temperament, it is certain that his "body" will be detained in disregard of the palace rules.

This is more terrifying than waking up and being buried in a coffin!

If Mu Ke knew that he had lied to him, Luo Ange would probably be so angry that he would inflict eighteen tortures on himself!Maybe they will pull out his nails, cut off his legs, poke his eyes blind, and lock him on the bed for the rest of his life!

The more Luo Ange thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe out, for fear that Mu Ke would find out that she had woken up.

Then he listened to Mu Ke talking constantly beside him, and when he heard the phrase "If you are really happy, I don't care if I feel more uncomfortable", Luo Ange's heart felt sour, and his throat couldn't help but choke.

Fortunately, Mu Ke was immersed in sadness, and the cold cellar was not very bright, so he didn't notice it.

Later, when Mu Ke talked about the past, Luo Ange was always curious, so he listened intently with bated breath.

Hearing Mu Ke's grief at his side, he slowly said: "Do you remember that I asked you in the dungeon, I asked you if you remember what happened three years ago."

"You always thought that the first time we met was at Yunle's grand ceremony. In fact, we met three years ago, in the sixth year of Qingli."

But I really don't remember... Luo Ange thought in his heart, and I didn't play Yunle that year.

"In the sixth year of Qingli, I was 19 years old. I took a few shadow guards to visit Yunle, and happened to meet you on the street."

So that's how it is...Luo Ange suddenly realized that it wasn't me who left Yunle, but you who left Yichao and met me.

Mu Ke recalled the past, probably thought it was funny when he was young and inexperienced, so he smiled bitterly, "You were only 17 years old at that time, and you were already the monarch of Yunle. We met on the Internet and hid our identities from each other."

"You said your name was Luo Xiao, and you were a scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam. I lied to you that my name was Mo Ran, and I was a businessman. I came to see the market of cloth."

Luo Ange pondered carefully in his heart, Mo Ran?The word Mo is half of "Mu", right?As for private visits on microservices, he can't remember clearly. He did visit privately, but he doesn't remember which year it was.

Mu Ke said again: "You were so stupid at that time, you still wanted to lie to me? I knew you were from the royal family when I saw the piping on your clothes, and when I thought about your pseudonym, I knew who you were."

"But I didn't tell the truth, I just think you are quite interesting."

Teenagers are always in a state of mind, who can tell?

At that time, Mu Ke only thought that this man was very funny, so he played with him for a few days and stayed in an inn at night.

Of course, in order to avoid suspicion, the two of them did not live in the same room, but when there was a thunderstorm in the middle of the night, Luo Ange knocked on his door with bare feet, and asked him pitifully if he could sleep together, and he would just sleep on the floor.

How handsome is the 17-year-old boy, wearing thin clothes, and the obscene clothes are slightly open, showing a little collarbone.

Mu Ke was tempted at that moment.

Young Huaichun is always young and passionate.

"When we were about to part at the end, you and I expressed our hearts to each other and gave each other tokens of love." Mu Ke stroked the exquisite dice on his waist, "I'll give you this dice. Will come back for you."

"A year later, I took advantage of the Yunle Grand Ceremony and went to Yunle to look for you for the reason of paying respects. I was still thinking that if you knew my identity, you would be shocked."

Mu Ke's eyes became more and more sad, "But when you and I met, you didn't remember me, and I was going to be mad at that time, thinking that you lied to me, thinking that you probably didn't care about this chance encounter, so It was easily forgotten."

Luo Ange became more and more confused. Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to have no memory of such a beautiful story?

Luo Ange remembered that he had indeed often forgotten things in recent years, and he began to wonder if he had some strange disease, otherwise how could he be so forgetful?

Mu Ke sighed, "So when I took you back to the East Palace, I didn't treat you well at all, and I probably meant some revenge in it."

Mu Ke regretted it very much, "but then I thought again, did something happen to you that made you forget that period of time, and I wanted to treat you well again, but at that time...it was too late, you already hated me fucked me."

Mu Ke was filled with remorse, he put his hands on the side of the coffin and covered his face, his voice was sad, "It's too late to say anything now, you're already gone..."

It was probably because Mu Ke's sadness was too strong, and Luo Ange felt uncomfortable.If a person dies, he will die, and he will not know how sad others are, but if he is not dead, it is really unbearable to see others sad like this.

The corners of Luo Ange's eyes were sour, and he suddenly felt that he was too cruel, filled with guilt, and couldn't help but choked up a sob.

Mu Ke suddenly raised his head, his eyes were frighteningly bright, "Xiaoxiao?! Is that you?! Are you back?!"

Luo Ange was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe out. He knew that Mu Ke was very sad now, but if this person found out that he had lied to him, would he be so angry that he would strangle him to death? !

Mu Ke wondered if he was too sad and hallucinated, but he refused to give up the last hope, pulled Luo Ange's wrist, and pressed his pulse.

Luo Ange roared in his head, it's over!He's awake, and his pulse has begun to return!

I could feel the pulse beating slowly but steadily under my hand, Mu Ke's face turned from white to blue, and then from blue to white, his eyes tightened, and he stared at the person in the coffin in disbelief.

Luo Ange knew that he couldn't hide it, so he opened his eyes anxiously, and looked at Mu Ke in fear.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have yelled that there was a ghost and fled away.

But Mu Ke just opened his mouth, made a hoarse voice, and said after a long time: "I, am I dreaming?"

Luo Ange panicked, "It would be great if it was a dream, at least I won't be strangled to death by you..."

As if he couldn't hear what he said, Mu Ke rushed over and hugged him, kissed his lips deeply, and kissed him fiercely.

Luo Ange was too frightened to struggle, and then he heard Mu Ke whisper in his ear: "It would be fine if I don't wake up from this dream..."

Luo Ange felt a little sad, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt the weight of the person on his body fall down heavily.

Mu Ke hadn't had any water or rice for three days, and had barely closed his eyes. Now he finally lost his strength and passed out.

Luo Ange was startled, and quickly caught Mu Ke's limp body, let him lean on the coffin, and then got up to call for someone.

The little lady outside listened to the sound and hurried in. When she saw Luo Ange sitting up, she couldn't help but turn pale with fright. She yelled that there was a ghost, and ran out scrambling.

Luo Ange supported Mu Ke, feeling helpless.

See, this is the normal human reaction.