Purple Eyes - King of the World

My head hurts, how could this be, a sharp pain pricked me like a needle.

It was pitch black, pitch black in front of my eyes.I couldn't get out of the nightmare abyss, and I watched myself fall into it.

With my eyes open, I sat up suddenly from the bed, panting heavily, cold sweat dripping down my forehead and back, the dizzying black nightmare still gripping my heart.

Suddenly remembered something, but couldn't figure it out clearly.Looking around, I saw the golden brocade quilt with gorgeous cloud patterns.Pale golden curtains and tulle hung down, layer upon layer like smoke, and the crumbs of agarwood left over from burning overnight fell from the delicate glazed incense burner, and the haunting fragrance still lingered in the air.

where is this place?Who do I have?Suddenly, I realized that I couldn't even remember who I was.When I was thinking about it desperately, my head was painfully painful. I hugged my head and twisted it on the bed.

who I am?who I am?Who am I? ! ! !

"His Royal Highness, you are awake."

Just as I was sweating and panting from the nightmares and amnesia, the ornately carved wooden door swung open.Wisps of golden morning light shone in from outside.

A maidservant dressed in a palace dress came in with a silver basin.Putting the silver basin in front of me, took off the towel, and helped me clean my face. The steaming warm water eased my tension just now, and I felt much more comfortable.

"I'll help His Highness comb your hair." The green-clothed maid fetched the bronze mirror, and before she could grab my hair, my eyes widened.

"Monster!" I pointed at the evil and beautiful face in the mirror with trembling hands, and swung the bronze mirror away with a wave of my hand. The mirror fell to the ground and shattered with a "ding".

Purple eyes, silver hair hanging like snow around her waist.The one in the mirror...

Impossible, how could this be?That monster can't be me!

******

"His Royal Highness is up." I heard a gentle voice outside the door.

The door opened, and streaks of golden sunlight poured in from the opened vermilion lacquer door. A slender and petite court lady dressed in a light green grass came in, holding a copper basin in her hand.

I had seen her that day, just had a fleeting glance, looked up, and saw that the court lady was dexterous and delicate, with a faint blush floating on her goose-fat melon-seeded face, as delicate and lovely as a peach petal in full bloom in spring.It's just that she's pretty, not too pretty, but she's very pleasing to the eye, and her expression is full of tenderness.

"I'll help you change your clothes." Her delicate and slender fingers touched my bare skin, which was smooth and comfortable.Helping me up, I lifted the brocade quilt covering me, I clearly saw the surprised and heartbroken expression in her eyes, and followed her earnest eyes to find that bruise on my body.

She turned her back, I saw her trembling back, pulled her to turn around, there were tears on her face, I wiped away the tears on her face with my fingers, there were still glittering teardrops hanging on her eyelashes , gleaming in the morning light.

She shed tears for me. Seeing her crystal clear tears, I felt a little emotional. After all, there are still people who are sad for me, so it's not too sad.

"I'll help His Highness dress." She wiped away her tears, pretending that she didn't know anything, and tried not to mention those topics.She helped me up with her gentle hand, took clothes from the cabinet and helped me put them on one by one. "Your Majesty, you have always been like that for so many years..." She suddenly sighed and stopped talking.

"Have you served me for a long time? What's your name?" I asked suddenly.

"Little frown." Her voice was gentle, and with her head buried low, I could smell the faint fragrance of gardenias from her combed hair.

When I sat in front of the bronze mirror again and looked at this face, I didn't feel the panic like last time. Instead, I felt amazed. At the temples, a head of long silver hair is as crystal clear as snow, as smooth as silk, and her skin is as white as new porcelain, as tender as water can be squeezed out.The standard peach-shaped beauty face, with a faint pink like peach blossom on the cheeks, makes it even more beautiful, the attractive little cherry lips are charming, and the most eye-catching thing is the amethyst-like eyes, shining There is a strange light, flowing, sometimes like a pool of deep water, sometimes like a mask.Those are very touching eyes.Very special, very charming, but very demon.

"I'm dumbfounded again. Your Highness is really beautiful. I heard that when Concubine Ling was pregnant with Your Highness, her peach blossoms hadn't bloomed for three years." The little frown's soft mobile game was so comfortable walking in my hair.

"Concubine Ling?" "His Royal Highness's mother and concubine, it's a pity that a beautiful woman who is so beautiful has thrown herself into a well."

My mother committed suicide by throwing herself into a well?I have some scalp numbness. "Tell me more about her."

"What's the matter, Your Highness, you would be upset if the servants mentioned her too much on weekdays." Xiao Yan said in a babbling voice, "He is a very gentle person. Dedicated to us Xidi, Concubine Ling was loved by all kinds of people when she first came, but it's just..."

"What's the matter?" "Your Highness, His Majesty promised to make you the crown prince before you were born, but when you were born, everyone was terrified, saying that Concubine Ling gave birth to a monster with purple eyes. Even the national teacher said that it was a demon star who came down to earth and brought disaster on the Xidi country. The concubine Ling was also thrown into the cold palace because of this."

"Then why did the concubine throw herself into the well later?"

"How do we slaves know this? Poor girl, the fate of a beauty is unlucky."

A concubine's life is poor... I heard her sighs, and I don't know if she is talking about my concubine mother or me...

……

The palace, a place where murderous intentions are hidden under the elegant appearance.

A place where the weak prey on the strong and may die at any time.

A place where there are so many strange things, so many that it is not surprising.

Some people will somehow tune into the water and drown. (Xiao Yan, the prince of the Southern Dynasties, seems to have died like this)

Someone will get a strange disease for which there is no cure. (It can be said that the more doctors the worse, because doctors are also part of the conspiracy)

Some people will suddenly fall down while hunting, and then lose their lives.

……

There are always many people who are princes withered and short-lived.

The reason why a weak and unambitious person like me is still alive is because I have a good bodyguard, my only confidant in this deep palace.

Sitting in front of the window, watching the fine rain outside the window, the red petals falling in the rain, I can't help but think of the night when I met him, it was also raining, the profuse spring rain.

***

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is soft, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass and smoke, no one can rely on the mood without words.

I plan to get drunk on Shukuangtu, and sing to wine, and strong music is tasteless.The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it, and I am haggard because of Yixiao. "

——Liu Yong's "Feng Qi Wu"

That night, the rain became heavier and heavier. I stood in the rain and let the rain wet my clothes and hair and flow down my face.

Passed by a wine shop.

"Boss, bring me a catty of the best daughter red."

I never thought that I would have a day of getting drunk along the street.

Holding the wine jar and pouring it down like this, it hits my body wet, I don't know if it's wine or rain, I don't know why I am so decadent and sad, just like this person walking along the deserted street in the heavy rain late at night go down.

I don't know where I went, my footsteps began to shake, I fell on the corner of the street, picked up the wine jar, and continued to walk forward, an unknown dark and deep alley.

In front of a simple blue-tiled house, a girl in a green shirt came out, with a small melon-seeded face smeared with powder and a choking scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on her body.

"Brother, come and have a good night, the price is negotiable, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

The slender hand of the girl in green shirt wanted to pull me, but I pushed it away.

This girl looks about twelve or thirteen years old, and she has not lost the simplicity of the countryside. This outfit always makes people feel that no matter what kind of person she is, she came here to be a private prostitute?I took out a piece of silver, about 30 taels, gave it to her, and walked on.

There was a sound of surprise behind him, followed by a low sob.

I had only taken two steps, and suddenly a man in Tsing Yi, covered in blood, bumped into my body. The blood continued to flow down, until it reached my white clothes, which had been completely soaked by rain and wine, and he collapsed powerlessly. On my body, the clothes that should have been blue had been turned scarlet by the blood, and the original color could hardly be seen anymore. There were still several long sword marks on the clothes, which scratched the clothes to pieces, and even more so. It's a mess, but it looks like a knight-errant by looking at the clothes.

"Hero! Wake up!" I patted his face lightly.

"Wake up!" I shook his body vigorously. It seemed that this man was seriously injured, and he might die if he didn't seek medical treatment quickly.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, glanced at me, and closed them again.

It seemed that I had to find a way to carry him to the hospital. I took out the gold-chuang medicine on my body and sprinkled some on him. I wanted to carry him, but I found that this person was much heavier than I imagined.

He was about half a head taller than me, and I could vaguely see his appearance by the dim light from the nearby house, a very masculine face, thick black sword eyebrows, straight The bridge of the nose, the slightly thick square lips, the firm chin, the skin is a little darker than wheat, but a little whiter than bronze, in short, he is a good-looking man.

In addition to new wounds, there are many traces of old wounds on his body that was cut open by the sword leaning on my shoulder. It seems that he is a person who has lived in the slaughter and experienced a lot.

I couldn't carry him on my back, so I had to drag his body in the rain.

After walking for a long distance, I didn’t see a medical clinic. After walking a few alleys and turning into a main road, I found a closed shop at a corner with a signboard with the word “medical”. The wooden door was tightly closed. Locked, I knocked for a long time, and shouted for help, but no one opened the door.

I dragged him on the street in the rain, and the blood kept flowing from his body, drawing a red mark on the way, and then it was slowly diluted by the rain.

Suddenly, I saw a pair of people walking towards me, wearing the clothes of palace guards and carrying a sedan chair.

It was really strange that this group of people appeared in the middle of the night. I immediately stood up and helped him up.

Pulling him to hide in the corner of a dark alley, he quietly asked what those people were going to do.

"Has the traitor been caught?" A deep and haughty voice came from the noble son wearing the prince's golden crown.

I hid in the dark and held my breath. For a long time, I heard the noisy voices outside slowly going away, and then I came out. In the late spring night, the whizzing night rain brought a slight chill, and I dragged his wet clothes The body continues to move forward.

I was so tired. After walking for several hours with no results, I finally fell into the rain. His body was leaning against me, still exuding a slight heat. I touched his forehead, and it seemed that he had a high fever. , I heard him muttering something, but I couldn't hear clearly, there is no way to go on like this, if no one can be found to treat him, he may die in the rain tonight.

At a dark corner, I tried to knock on the door of a medical clinic again. After a long time, I was about to leave, but the wooden door creaked open.An old man with white beard and hair stuck his head out from the door.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm really sorry for disturbing you in the middle of the night. This hero is really very sick. If I don't treat him now, I'm afraid I'll die." I said in the heavy rain outside the door.

"Okay, come in."

"It's all wet, go and wipe it off too." The white-haired old man said to me, he supported the young man in my arms, took out another piece of paper, and wrote some prescriptions on it. Turning around, he told the boy in Tsing Yi beside him: "Quickly follow this prescription to grab the medicine, if you don't save this person, you won't be saved."

After all, there are still kind people in this world, and I can't help but sigh, maybe it's still meaningful to live.

I stayed in that small medical clinic that night, with the strong smell of medicine and the nagging voice of the old man. I liked that feeling, ordinary and happy.And I'm just a person who can't even find my own place. I have an innate closeness to herbal medicine.

"He was seriously injured." The white-haired doctor sighed softly: "There are knife wounds, sword wounds, puncture marks from various sharp weapons, palm wounds and internal wounds. In the stomach."

"Then can he wake up?" Although I had never met him before, I was a soft-hearted person, and I was still sad to see a living person disappear in front of me.

"It depends on his good fortune." The doctor continued to investigate for a long time and said: "This person's inner strength is somewhat cultivated. It seems that he is a practitioner. If his willpower is strong enough, he might be able to come back to life."

Who would want his life? Was it his enemy?

I stared at the young face on the bed, lost in thought, life is difficult sometimes, we princes in the deep palace are still like this, looking at it, we feel a little sympathetic to each other.

My fingers walked along the sharp-edged outline like a stone carving. The plump lips, the tangled Adam's apple, and the wheat-colored skin had a satin-like texture. The allure of words, an indescribable sex appeal.

Suddenly, I saw that brow was knitting together, and his lips were wriggling, as if he wanted something.Lie close and listen to the vague sound of "water". Looking at his chapped lips, I understood his intentions. I quickly brought a bowl of water over and fed it. His Adam's apple moved, and the water swallowed go down.

Just as I was about to turn around and send the bowl back, I heard some noises on the bed, but seeing him struggling to get up, he fell on the bed again, so I hurried to help him.

I saw those eyes, as clear and beautiful as amber.

……

"My name is Fengxiang" he raised his head and said to me, I was always in his amber eyes, he played the flute very nicely, and he liked to polish his sword when he was free.

"Fengxiang?" I whispered his name softly, he is a very dull person, he rarely speaks on weekdays, even when talking to him, his answers are very concise.

Recently, some people in the capital seem to be searching for someone, thinking that those who rescued him in the rainy night seemed to be people from the court who hunted him down.I'm afraid staying in this hospital is not a long-term solution.Now that he is seriously injured, he is worried about him.

But where is the safe place?The most dangerous place is also the safest place, I am determined to bring him into the palace.

Everything went smoothly, relying on my father's favor, I soon had a guard named "Feng Xiang" by my side.But the maids like to call him "wood", he is indeed like a log, he can stand there all day long, expressionless, silent, just when the maids smiled and pointed at him, in his There is no flicker in the eyes.

I often sit at the door of the main hall and watch him stand outside the door from morning to noon, from noon to night, and at sunset, looking at his tall body standing in the setting sun, I feel strangely peaceful in my heart. I have never felt it in this palace. Under the sun, his bronze skin shines like satin. I always knew that he is a good-looking man. Different from the white and gentle of our Western white men, he is more masculine. His beauty makes him stand out from the crowd.

Guard Fengxiang

Xiaoxiao tidied up my clothes for me, put on the prince's golden crown, walked out of the hall, and saw that the day after the rain was exceptionally clear, and under the sun, a pool of red lotus was dazzing.The Jiuqu corridor is built on the water.There is a pavilion in the middle, like a dragonfly flying over the water, light and free, out of nature.

Standing on the edge of the water pavilion for a while, suddenly a joking voice came from behind.

"Isn't this my good brother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Turning around to look, a young man wearing this long white carboxy flower dragon brocade robe came with a smile on his face.

"You are so beautifully dressed today." He lifted my chin frivolously. "It's still Zhang Demei who is charming no matter how he wears it."

Turns me off.Suddenly there was a sharp pain in my wrist, I saw his cruel expression, despite his slender and gentle appearance, he was so strong that it hurt my hand.

Just as I broke free from his hand and turned around, another man wearing the crown of the prince blocked my way.

"Isn't it His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" I know this person, Prince Jing, the son of Concubine Yu, who is notorious in the palace.

"No matter how you look at him, he is so watery, he is the most beautiful man in our Sidi Kingdom."

"Don't come here, what are you two doing?"

I couldn't help but backed up, suddenly my foot slipped, and I fell into the deep pool with a thud.

"Help...help..." Before I could utter my voice, I was submerged in the pool of water, and the laughter of the two princes was still in my ears.

It seems that today cannot be escaped.My life is over!

Just as this vague consciousness hovered in my mind, a pair of powerful arms grabbed my arms and pulled me up.

"How did it get like this?"

A pair of warm arms embraced me, and I raised my eyes to see——Feng Xiang, it's him!

"Sorry, I'm late." He half knelt in front of me.

I sighed softly and said slowly: "How can I blame you. Get up quickly."

How can I blame others for being so useless myself.

With complicated expressions in Fengxiang's eyes, he gently hugged me.

"Are you all right? Look, you're all soaked." His eyes looked at me, and I was moved by his sincere concern. "I'll ask the maid to boil some hot water to help you take a shower and change your clothes. You'll be fine after a good rest." He held me in his arms and said to me softly.

"Yeah." I nodded and buried my head in his hair. He smelled very good, like sunshine.I know that the current appearance must be very embarrassing, I don't want to see it, and I don't want to think about it.

Surrounded by dense water vapor, I lay in the warm water of the bath, closed my eyes, and a pair of gentle hands swam over my body.

Originally I wanted to call a court lady over, but in the end I decided to ask Fengxiang to help me. Although I only knew him for a short time, I still have an indescribable dependence on him. Maybe it’s because his eyes are too strong in this scheming palace. Pure, too pleading.He is a very handsome man, I already thought so the first time I saw him lying down in the rain covered in blood, and he was the kind who became more and more handsome the more I looked at him.I brought him back to the palace to be my personal bodyguard. Others also looked at us ambiguously, let's be ambiguous, anyway, in their eyes, I am such an unbearable person.

The warm water relieved the pain on my body. He wiped me gently with a bath towel. He looked like a tall and strong man, but he was so gentle that I didn’t expect. Maybe my luck is not so bad, at least I met such a man , I opened my eyes, and saw the handsome face enlarged in front of my eyes, the straight bridge of the nose, and the plump lips, maybe the light was too dim, I actually had the urge to press a kiss on his lips.

"Master..." came his nervous voice.

Feng Xiang's face was dyed red, and I saw his hands trembling, maybe it was the dense water vapor, or maybe it was the dim light that night, but I actually thought he was so handsome, his skin was revealed under the warm oil lamp. The texture is like silk and satin, not as rough as a servant who does rough work, but very delicate. I often feel that even if he is a servant, he has a natural elegance and aristocratic temperament.

When I met his gaze, it was as hot as fire, knowing that he had noticed that I was staring at him, and immediately blushed in embarrassment, closing my eyes and trying not to look at him.

I feel the tenderness of that hand, sliding over me...

I closed my eyes and waited, quiet, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, I heard my rapid breathing and heartbeat.

***

I realized that I am really a strong person. I can still enjoy flowers and enjoy life contentedly in such a chaotic environment. Many maids and servants looked at me in surprise, and I didn't bother to pay attention to them. After all, these people have nothing to do with me. It doesn't matter how they look at it.Life is nothing but a fantasy, a dream, like a passing cloud, fleeting, like a secret pleasure and a secret pleasure.

I held a white silk cattail fan and sat under the magnolia flowers in the imperial garden to watch the moon. It was the night of the full fifteenth month. I forgot which temple I found a pot of fine tribute wine Jian Nanchun, and weighed it by myself. The small pot pours and drinks by itself under the flowers. "Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows will form three people." Sitting among the magnolia flowers, he was also very contented.

"My good brother, don't come here without any harm." A gasping voice hit my ears, and my scalp tingled for a while, and it was Prince Yao's shameless guy again. If I didn't provoke him, he would think I was a soft persimmon. I'm set.

I didn't bother to pay attention to them, I was about to leave with my wine glass, how could they let me go so easily, two people stopped me and pressed me under the magnolia tree.

"Drinking under the moon, Your Highness is really in a good mood." Behind him was still the prince in Tsing Yi from that day. Later, he learned that he was called Prince Jing. The two of them worked hand in hand and did many bad things.

It seems that disaster is inevitable again today.I frowned.

Prince Yao was pulling my wrist, and a cold silver gleaming long sword was resting on his neck, which had already cut a long and thin opening, and blood beads seeped out.Prince Yao got up tremblingly.

Looking up along the long sword, a familiar face came into my eyes, Feng Xiang, my personal bodyguard and good friend, the default name in the palace.

"It's your dog, let him take his paws away." Prince Yao's trembling voice was still calm.

I patted the dust off my clothes and stood up. "He's not a dog. He has a name, Fengxiang."

"Who doesn't know about you."

"The relationship between us seems to have nothing to do with the two of you." I said leisurely.

"You have lost all the face of our royal family." Prince Yao seemed to have suddenly become a moralist.

I didn't say anything, I just smiled lightly, but Feng Xiang's face was already livid and ugly.

"Don't be rude to the master." Feng Xiang said coldly in a deep voice.The strength of the sword pressing on Prince Yao's neck became stronger, and blood flowed down the sword.

"You don't have to let him go quickly." Prince Yao cried anxiously.

"Why do I ask him to do something? He's a human being with a mind of his own, and I believe he knows how to measure."

"Forget it, let him go." I turned my head and said to Feng Xiang: "Let's go, I don't want to see these scumbags again."

"Master!" Feng Xiang looked a little unwilling.

"Let's go back and ignore these boring people." I walked to him, took his hand that was not using the sword, and looked at him with a smile.

Both Prince Yao and Prince Jing looked at us in surprise, even Feng Xiang was stunned, he was always afraid of making an intimate gesture with me in front of people, he didn't expect me to hold his hand in the palace so openly.But in my opinion, what is this, like is like.So what if he is my bodyguard, what if we are all men.

"Okay, let's go back." I smiled and dragged his hand to the direction of Luoyun Palace. Some things might be in the way, it's better to ignore them, forgetting may be the happiest choice.

I pulled Feng Xiang into the Luoyun Palace, closed the door, I hugged his waist from behind, and pressed my face against his back, it was so comfortable, only when I cling to him tightly can I feel at ease.

At this moment, the door of the main hall suddenly opened, and a maid ran in in a panic, Xiao Yan, I know her, my personal maid, a very considerate girl.She is a very discerning person, and she usually wouldn't barge in at this time.

"Your Highness, pack up quickly, His Majesty is coming to Luoyun Palace, he will be there soon, hurry up!"

The door of the main hall opened, and that pale man walked in. He was dressed in golden silk patterned dragon brocade clothes, and a golden head crown. That was my father, but I felt a little afraid of him, my hands trembled slightly, and I was sweating coldly.

Feng Xiang brushed past him, but he didn't show the slightest fear or the obedience he should have, and his face was full of arrogance, as if he was the real dragon soaring above the nine heavens.

My guard is by no means a simple person, although I felt so when I first saw him, but now I feel it more clearly.A humble attendant who dared to challenge the throne with such a demeanor, he is no longer simple. Could it be that life and death are indifferent in his eyes?

I saw the eyes of the two of them meet in the air, and sparks of tears sparked, as if there had been countless rounds of fighting in an instant.

Feng Xiang still exited the room, but I could feel that he didn't leave, he stayed there all the time, just outside my window.

I could feel his father's tension and displeasure.

"Have you heard all the rumors in the palace, but you just like to hang out with those lowly slaves, don't you?"

"There is no one in this world who is born nobler than others and inferior to others. He is my attendant, not some lowly servant, and it is him, only him, not them." I turned my face away and said.

"You all dignified princes actually say such things." He said angrily.

I turned my head and didn't want to look at him, Fengxiang is very good, at least in my heart he is the best, he is sincere and gentle, no one will love and care for me more than him, take good care of me, at least he is much better than them.Who can tell what kind of heart is under their high-sounding appearance.

"Look at me!" He lifted my chin and forced my eyes to look at him. What I saw in his eyes that had been eroded by years of power was a ball of flames, as if he was telling unspeakable words. Why do I see such deep love in his eyes, impossible, he is my father, even if the soul in this body has changed, this body is still his own son, I don’t want to think about it I just want to escape, and I don't want to think about things that are too much trouble.

"Are you still thinking about that person outside?" His voice was very unhappy.

He also knew that Fengxiang was outside?I'm a little surprised.

"A dirty and lowly slave dares to try to eat the sky!"

His hands were as dry as wood, and he pressed me on Jin Jin's bed. I was short of breath, and I turned my head in embarrassment, but felt that dry arm hug me tightly, like a steel shackle tightly strangled. Hold me, leave me breathless...

******

Waking up drowsily, it seemed to be raining like a tick tock outside.

"Your Highness, the maidservant has prepared hot water for His Highness to wash and wash." Xiaoxiao walked to my bed, gently supported me, and washed me, her slender and soft fingers slid into my hair among.

"Where's Feng Xiang?" I suddenly thought of him, I'm afraid his current situation will not be good.

"He..." The little frown's hesitation made me even more anxious.

"Stop combing, tell me where is he now?

"Your Majesty punished him to stand in the rain, and he has been standing for more than ten hours."

"Standing in the rain for more than ten hours? When did it start? What time is it now?"

"It's already afternoon, and it's been raining since yesterday. If this continues, hard-boiled people won't be able to stand it." Xiaoxiao's expression was a little sentimental.

"It's already evening?" I asked in surprise.

"Your Highness has been in a coma all day." Xiaoxiao helped me put on the beautiful coat.

I pushed her away and rushed out, it was raining heavily outside, a tall man was standing in the heavy rain, his black clothes were drenched by the rain, his hair was sticking wet to his face, his lips were already blue with cold, Fengxiang stood in the rain like a stone statue, motionless.

He is so stupid, to stand in such pouring cold rain all night, I don't know what kind of mood he will be guarding outside the bedroom last night, watching the person he likes with others, but he can only stand .

"Xiang~" My trembling hands stroked his face that had been soaked white by the rain, the cold rain hit his head and face, and also hit my body, my clothes were wet and it was bitingly cold.

"Master, go back quickly! It's cold outside." His voice was so trembling that he could barely hear him, and he was still worried about me.His eyes were dizzy, as if he might fall into the heavy rain at any moment.

"Xiang~" I put my arms around his waist, and rubbed my face against his cold cheeks, poor man, it was me who hurt him, if it wasn't for me.

It's been raining...

"Your Highness, take care of yourself!" Xiaoxiao rushed out with an old-fashioned umbrella, and ran in front of us with her skirt in hand.

It is enough for someone to be so kind to me.

"Go back, just give me the umbrella." I said to Xiaoyan.

Taking the umbrella from Xiaoxiao's hand, she was about to put it on for Fengxiang.

"Don't open an umbrella for him!" A deep voice came from behind, and the pale man in Xianglong's costume and a golden crown stood behind me, with his hands behind his back and an expression of displeasure.

"If you don't fight, you don't fight." I threw the exquisite shuttle flower umbrella into the rain, "I'll shower with him!"

Raindrops hit my body drop by drop, my clothes were drenched, and in the late autumn evening, the chill was piercing to my bones. I stood in the rain, my hair was wet against my body, and I was holding Fengxiang's cold hand.

"You!" The royal father said angrily, "You son of a bitch, you should love it." Turning around and walking away, the palace maids and eunuchs waited on him carefully, and the group of people drifted away...

"Master, why are you bothering?" Feng Xiang held my rain-wet face in his cold and blue hands, and looked at me pitifully.

I hugged him and pressed my head against his wet chest. "We bear the hard work together."

The cold raindrops hit us, and the two people who were already wet from the rain hugged each other in the rain, as if the world was not important anymore. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but our hearts were getting closer. The rain that night had never stop.

We hug each other in the pouring rain...

"Your Highness, it's time to drink the medicine." A gentle voice rang in my ears, and I struggled to get up from the bed, feeling dizzy and in pain.

"Where's Fengxiang?" I asked the maid Xiaoxiao.

"Still waiting outside, these days he refuses to leave, let him eat or rest, but he refuses. No matter how hard the steel and iron man continues like this, he can't bear it. Your Highness should persuade him."

"Fengxiang!" I didn't even wear any shoes, and ran out barefoot, and I saw the slightly pale and haggard handsome face. His figure stood upright like a rock, standing straight outside my hall. His sharp face, stroking the new stubble, him!I felt like crying, but I opened my mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Master." Those bloodshot eyes were so affectionate, like a lake that was about to drown me.

At that moment, his big arms wrapped around my slender waist, and he hugged me tightly in his arms without paying attention to the sides of many servants in the palace.

"Master~" The red bloodshot eyes in his eyes were so dazzling, and there was an unbearable pain. Such painful endurance made his forehead ooze a thin layer of sweat, making his bronze-colored skin look more sexy and charming.

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I threw myself into his arms, and he kissed me deeply, right in front of the hall where everyone was watching, in the late autumn wind...

"Why are you so stupid? Fengxiang, why are you so stupid?" I beat his thick chest, his body had been soaked in the rain and was cold, his lips were ashen, his face was as pale as wax, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was very haggard. The heavy rain is like the leaves in the autumn wind.

Deep palace romance

That day is said to be my father's birthday, and I, the prince, was forced to put on a show on this kind of exaggerated scene that I dislike the most. They are all more like me, the prince. In front of people, they all have a decent appearance. I feel sick when I see it, but I, the monster, not only looks weird, but also has a stubborn temper and is not likable. I really don't understand why my father would choose someone like me as the prince.If my mother was a favorite concubine before she was alive, and he has been dead for so many years, I don't believe that the 72 concubines in the Sangong and Six Courtyards in his harem didn't rub their tongues in his ears.

Those flattering faces, smacking cups, gorgeous words, thick makeup, spread and drowned everything, that gorgeous peach blossom tree