When the Broken Sleeve Travels to the Country of Women

When Huang Fufeng woke up, the quilt next to him was already cold, obviously, the person who coaxed him to sleep this morning had already left.

Probably he was really tired, so tired that he could fall asleep in that person's arms.

At this time, he only felt that he had slept for a long time, so long that he didn't know what day and night, he sat on the bed in a trance, unwilling to move, until the knock on the door sounded, "Your Highness, are you awake? It's time for lunch gone."

Only then did he come back to his senses, saw the marks on his body, and shouted hoarsely towards the door, "Wake up, wait outside."

After a "yes", there was no sound outside.

He got up slowly and looked at the torn fabrics all over the floor. He was stunned for a long time before he shifted his gaze to the low black wooden cabinet beside him. The clothes are made of excellent materials and the style he likes.

But I don't want to wear the clothes given by that person, so I dress up every day, do I really raise him as a concubine?

He felt disgusted and resisted in his heart, but he had no choice but to put on the clothes slowly.

It took him less than half an hour to get up and get dressed, and it was already past lunch time, but Jinse was still waiting patiently outside, without urging him.

Huang Fufeng finally opened the door of the room, and he had tidied up the scraps of cloth and the messy mattress inside. When the maid in charge of tidying the room came in, he couldn't help being a little dazed.

It's just that Huang Fufeng didn't care about them, and Jinse took care of them and began to wash, and helped him tidy up his untidy palace clothes by the way.

The sunlight poured into the room, making Huang Fufeng's pale face slightly blush. Now this man has picturesque features and a soft complexion, and he has long since lost his domineering and arrogant appearance in the past.

Jinse stared at him in a daze for a long time, until Huang Fufeng's slender hand waved in front of her eyes, "You girl, what are you thinking?"

Only then did Jinse come back to her senses, and suddenly knelt down, "I just looked at Your Highness, and your Highness forgives me."

nice?If the former Huang Fufeng could accept it peacefully, but now, he only thinks such words are very ironic, then Lu Yanshu didn't kill him just because of this.

Like a woman in a deep palace, he disdains trading beauty for glory.

In the past, Huang Fufeng liked to hear such words the most, and Jinse also liked to compliment him like this, so he became a popular person around the eldest prince. Happy.

She hurriedly explained, "Actually, this servant is here to apologize and bid farewell to you today."

"Farewell?" questioned, also with a sarcastic smile, "He even wants to send you away?"

Tears immediately filled Jinse's eyes, "It's the servants who want to leave on their own, and it has nothing to do with the emperor."

"Your Majesty." He smiled even more ironically.

Jinse looked a little startled, and quickly explained: "Slave..." But before he finished speaking, the teardrops were already falling down, so pitiful, Huang Fufeng felt uncomfortable looking at it, "What's wrong with you, tell me , I will do my best to help."

Jinse kowtowed three times, and regardless of Huang Fufeng's obstruction, she still knelt on the ground, "I have failed your love, I, I..."

Huang Fufeng listened patiently, without urging him. After a long time, Jinse continued: "I am actually the eyeliner arranged by Master Lu Zhizhang by your side, your former poison..."

The pity on Huang Fufeng's face was gradually replaced by momentary disappointment, and Jinse still flinched and finished speaking, "I, I... I did it."

In fact, the more betrayal, the less pain.

"I don't want to..." Jinse shook her head in pain, forgetting to call herself a "servant", "But Master Lu saved my life, I dare not disobey her, I... I beg you to forgive me A humble life for a servant."

Huang Fufeng looked at the pitiful person on the ground, and said: "I don't have any right to control your life and death. I am only a first-order prisoner, please forgive me, you don't have to."

Jinse moved to his feet little by little, and tugged at the hem of his clothes, "No, as long as you are willing to let the servant go, the servant can save her life."

Huang Fufeng looked down at the lovely and pitiful woman at his feet, "I don't want your life!" He is not that generous, he will not forgive someone who wants to kill him, but if he is asked to trade his life for his life, he just feels dirty. own hand.

But just such a cold sentence was enough to relieve the fear on Jinse's face, and then kowtowed several times on the ground, "Thank you for your grace not to kill, Your Highness..."

Jinse looked at Huang Fufeng's indifferent expression, bit her lips, hesitated for a moment, but still took out a letter from her bosom, and handed it to Huang Fufeng, "Thank you again for your trust in the past, Your Highness. The things that were entrusted to the servants for safekeeping are returned to you now that Mr. Yang Han is dead."

Huang Fufeng took the letter, the indifference on his face disappeared, and was replaced by doubt, "What letter?"

Only then did Jinse explain: "You handed this to your servant before you lost your memory, saying..."

Jinse looked at Huang Fufeng, hesitated to speak, Huang Fufeng was a little impatient, and frowned slightly, "Say!"

"If you...you die, I will hand over this letter to Master Yang Han, but now..." Huang Fufeng scanned the letter, which had not yet been opened, and stared into Jinse's eyes, "Didn't you read it?" Pass?"

Jinse kowtowed several times desperately, and said with tears in her eyes: "I wanted to see it a few times, but I was afraid that you would suddenly ask the servant back one day, and consciously felt sorry for your trust, so I never opened it to see it." .”

"Really?" Huang Fufeng looked into her eyes, and there was indeed no trace of lying, but the true thoughts in the heart, how could it be so easy to see, he stopped looking, "You go!"

Jin Se staggered to stand up from the ground, and was about to turn around to leave, but she looked embarrassed again, but she still said, "Your Highness, Hong Luo was actually saved by me, she is also very pitiful, you...you can Let her go?"

"How can I talk about not letting go now." Huang Fufeng sighed wearily, "So she is just a pawn of the Lu family? They wanted to kill me from the beginning?"

Jin Se hurriedly knelt down again, "No! Hong Luo was accidentally rescued by a maidservant. The fact that His Highness was assassinated and lost his memory has absolutely nothing to do with the Lu family. It's just that Mu Wuya also defected to Master Lu later, which made Hong Luo Come to send a letter to expose the crimes of the former empress."

"Exposing crimes? Ridiculous! Isn't it to make the court more chaotic and pave the way for your rebellion."

Jinse just shook her head, she didn't understand many things about the court, she just felt that she owed too much to Huang Fufeng.

"As long as he is willing to let you go, it's not impossible to save your life." Lu Wanshu promised to give her a way out, and if she owed Huang Fufeng a little more, it would be good, at least not to let him be fooled inside.

"Your Highness, in fact, the emperor cares about you very much." With just such a sentence, the wry smile on Huang Fufeng's face became even more ironic.

"Although the poison in your body is not so fierce, it can be fatal if it is delayed for a long time. Lord Lu once threatened the emperor with the antidote. He has no choice but to do many things. You..."

It was too late for Jin Se to finish speaking, Huang Fufeng said sharply: "Get out!"

If you care about him, you can sacrifice the lives of tens of thousands of people, and finally let him suffer from the destruction of the country and family;

Now, Wanli Rivers and Mountains belong to Lu Wanshu, but the heart-wrenching pain belongs to him.

Jin Se finally knelt down solemnly and kowtowed, "Farewell Your Highness!"

With Jinse's departure, the bedroom fell into silence again.

Another maidservant came to urge him to have lunch, but he had already kicked him out.

Until the sky slowly turned dark again, the outside was already full of lights, and the entire Cuihua Palace was brightly lit, except for Huang Fufeng's room.

The door of this room was locked tightly, and the people outside were in a panic. They went to report to the emperor several times, but the emperor is not in the palace now, and he went out with all the ministers to sacrifice.

"Everything in Quenhua Palace must be the best." That's what the empress Wuqing said at the time, and the current emperor Lu Yanshu also ordered in the same way. The lesson of the blood of the court lady who served tea is still there, and everyone still dares to deal with it sloppily. Everyone was terrified that the people inside would be overwhelmed.

Just when the palace people were anxious to break in, the long-awaited emperor walked into the Quenhua Palace with the cold air outside the palace, his face was tired, but at this time the night was already deep, and the Quenhua Palace was full of people. It was bright lights, but that room was covered by darkness.

Something seemed to burst out of Lu Wanshu's heart, was it because he was afraid?But what is he, the real dragon emperor, afraid of?

"If he really died, what should we do?" He asked himself over and over again, and he kicked open the door.

What he was afraid of did not happen, that person was still alive and well, he was sitting on the couch that he was still lingering with this morning, looking at the nothingness in the darkness.

But, why is Lu Wanshu still so scared, so scared that he dare not turn on the light to see the person's current appearance carefully.

He approached him so slowly, afraid that the sound of footsteps would startle the person on the tip of his heart away like a bird in the forest, "Fufeng..." It was the first time he made such a trembling voice, calling his lover's name.

Fortunately, someone was willing to answer him, "Yes."

Just one word is enough.

He finally had the strength to go forward and hug the person who touched all his mind.

"You hug me."

He opened the nothingness in the darkness, held him tightly in his arms, felt his breath, and all the fear disappeared in an instant.

After a long time, he asked, "You..."

"Do not ask."

"Okay." Whatever is fine, as long as you are still here.

The lights outside the house were extinguished one by one, and finally only the moonlight shone into the room. Lu Wanshu hugged him tightly and kissed him all over his body, every kiss was so gentle.

With a curled up expression, it should be a good night's dream.

It's just that the abdominal cavity that hadn't eaten that day was rolling over and over again, causing a throbbing pain in the stomach.

It's just that he just clenched his fists tightly, cooperating with the movements of the person on him.

The night is still so long.