"Painting the Heart as a Cage" Jiuzhou Haimuyunji Emperor and Empress colleagues

She stood in front of the bronze mirror, and the steam from the soup pool around her cast a hazy image on the mirror.

Peeling off the confusion sinking in the white mist, she stretched out her hand, and her fingertips touched the cold mirror.After a few swipes, she looked at her clean body and wondered if she was the one Mu Yunqin asked for forgiveness.

After he left that day, no one in the palace dared to mention his presence in front of her.If she hadn't woken up early at that time, she might never have known what he had done to her.

She closed her eyes restlessly, wanting to get rid of the warmth he still left on her forehead, and shake off the entangled love.But he couldn't bear to be angry and wondered whether the intention he didn't want to show in front of people was true or not?She was also very unhappy, and she didn't like his attitude in her heart - because he was never happy enough, he always only liked to be guessed!

"Miss……"

A voice interrupted her thoughts.Ah Shan slowly appeared behind the veil, and respectfully and carefully put on the gauze bathrobe from behind her.

"Miss is still standing here for a long time after taking a bath, if you suffer from the wind and cold—"

"Get out." Before the other party finished speaking, she had already followed each other.

Ah Shan showed a look of embarrassment, and began to hesitate, "Miss, it's always better to go out earlier...don't keep people waiting..."

"I told you to get out!" She opened her eyes, turned around, and without carefully pondering what the wet nurse said, she had already poured all her grievances on her.

Seeing her furious, Ah Shan was startled.After he owed the blessing, he had no choice but to retreat.

She felt that she was a little more emotional, so she turned back to the mirror, stroked her huge belly in the mirror, and comforted her a little.

When he paid attention, another heavy footstep entered the eardrum.

She was obviously impatient, before she had time to catch a glimpse of the figure of the person behind in the mirror, she turned to face it.But when he was about to speak, the words were all stuck in his throat!

"If I hadn't come to urge you personally, would you plan to stay here all night dressed like this?"

Mu Yunqin stood in front of him, wearing a warm yellow robe that reached to the ground, his handsome face was calm, his hair was not tied up, and he looked very comfortable.

She was indeed frightened, but she recovered quickly, just subconsciously covering her pretty body that couldn't even be covered by a bathrobe.

Seeing her embarrassed look, he quickly looked away.

"Hurry up." The urging words remained on his lips, and he turned and left first.

Nan Kumingyi stared blankly at the receding figure, the veil he just swept was still floating there.

She was dressed in plain white pajamas, and stepped into the inner hall with layers of guard, her eyes full of coldness.

All the people in the hall had been dismissed by him long ago, and it seemed that there were only two people with their own thoughts left in the huge Hanzhang Hall.The hall was so quiet that it didn't seem like a good sign.

He sat on the phoenix table with a calm expression, holding a purple velvet brocade book in his hand, the cover was ironed with gold-plated Huofengliuyun.He didn't know what the contents of the book meant, but he read it intently, with frequent smiles on his face.

His waiting posture had already told her that he might not plan to leave tonight.

She was confused and full of unwillingness, but she was also extremely calm.

When she came to him, she didn't salute, but asked coldly, "Your Majesty visited the concubine's place at night, what's the purpose?"

He heard the sound and raised his head, the dimples on the side of his face disappeared, and he responded with a cold look.He didn't pay attention to her question, he just put the brocade album casually, patted the empty seat beside him, and signaled her to sit down.

Step by step, she walked over silently, and sat down beside him obediently.

He immediately moved closer - she could even feel his warm breath coming towards her face - but he just bent down and pressed his ear tightly to her abdomen.

"Are you naughty today?" He said to the fetus in his womb, "Father said, you have to be quiet."

She glanced contemptuously at the person below her, unable to breathe well.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've grown up a lot." He muttered to himself again, "It looks like you'll be coming out soon."

His palm lingered on her abdomen, tender and tender, but he seemed to ignore her existence.

After all, she couldn't hold back his restraint, and asked fiercely, "Your Majesty has been thinking so hard to get rid of it, why do you do this today?"

Her purpose was undoubtedly successful.

Because he stopped moving, straightened up and stared at her, his eyes were desolate but forbearing.

From his gaze, she knew that he wanted to find out more, so she said indifferently, "Your Majesty must have tampered with the concubine's anti-fetal medicine that day."

A question, was said to be chilling.She removed his hands that were still on her body, and stepped back a few inches from him to keep her distance.

"The child grows in the body of the concubine, how can I not understand my own body?" She said, "I have always taken good care of it, and it is impossible for me to collapse, unless someone else wants to harm me!"

She stared at him meaningfully, hoping that he could refute, but only waited for silence.

Her heart is cold.

"Your Majesty didn't make a sound, and my concubine Quan regards you as acquiescing."

He still didn't answer, and after he glanced at her indifferently, his gaze returned to the brocade book he had just placed casually.

She could no longer bear the grievance that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time, and she broke free from the words, "You don't want this child because you can't tolerate me being a child of God in my silver capacity; how would you know, these days Since then, how much grief and humiliation have I, Nanku Mingyi, swallowed up before I can accept that I was pregnant with this child in the identity of Yinrong!"

Love to the humble, humble into the dust.

Living under the name of Yinrong is not to make him happy, nor is it to keep Hege—if it is not for love, why would she pretend to be someone else, the daughter of the dignified Nanku family?She had told him a long time ago, but he only said that people's hearts can't be exchanged!

"Since I'm not in your heart, then I'll give up." She continued to him, "But child, it's my life——"

Having said that, he raised his head and stared at her.

She also looked directly at him, as if saying goodbye to his last remnants, "Your Majesty wants to kill his own child, I don't care; but what you want to kill is my child, I will never sit idly by!"

He didn't react after hearing it, nor was he happy or sad, his expression was unpredictable, and he was so calm that it was suspicious.

"I've finished what I want to say." She couldn't bear his expressionless expression, so she had to look away, "It's late at night, Your Majesty should come back early!"

"This palace...is my palace." He finally spoke, but there was ambiguity brewing in his tone, "Wherever my love goes, I will go there. You can't control this."

She turned her eyes suddenly, disliked his erratic attitude, "Your Majesty has been behaving strangely recently! You only want to kill the emperor in my womb. How long ago did you become intimate with it?"

She saw the corners of his eyes twitch slightly, perhaps poking his heart.

"You first used tricks to show kindness over and over again, but then you turned your back on you!" She suddenly became terrified and guarded, and she backed away from him, her back tightly pressed against the bedpost, "Could it be that you are in the heart again at this moment? Calculations—"

"You talk so much, don't you feel that you are noisy?"

She was suddenly interrupted, startled.

Although he was ironic, his eyes had long been different, becoming a little unbelievable.She started to notice it, and felt a little uneasy, knowing that the scene was out of her control.

She wanted to speak up to defuse the atmosphere, but found that he was staring at her closely.But what he looked at was not her eyes, but her lips?

Suddenly, a dark shadow came over the sky, and the soft lips were caught off guard!

He held her face in his arms and kissed her hard, as if he had kissed a thousand words.But she was unexpected, had nowhere to escape, was so frightened that she was at a loss as to what to do, the air in her lungs seemed to be emptied!

"I don't want to hear you talk anymore—" He stopped suddenly, gasping for words, "I don't even want to hear a single word!"

After finishing speaking, before she could react, there was another lingering kiss!

She was pushed down on the bed, and she subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he hugged her even tighter.His thick palms pressed against her shoulders and moved closer to him, his mouth continued to possess her tenderness domineeringly, with punishment and desire, and never gave her any chance to resist.

The bright moon outside the window is deserted, and the wicks of the candles in the hall are flickering - the night is cool, but a hot flash of hot flashes is wafting through the air!

The two met each other sincerely, and the overlapping temperature made her extremely flustered.She could even clearly feel him brushing unscrupulously across the texture of her skin, she almost forgot to breathe——

Those caresses are like passing over the still water, making endless ripples!

She recalled that many years ago, at the moment when he came back to life in Qin Feng Palace, his deep and sincere kiss warmed her heart, which changed the fate of so many people, so that Qi Yi and the world all lost!

In the end, she was still afraid of how much she pretended to be on guard.

However, I was powerless to resist this, my head became more and more dizzy, and I couldn't extricate myself for a long time!

She felt his increasingly passionate demands, and after a burst of panic, she pressed her hands tightly against his lowered chest again.He stopped his movements to make her gasp a bit, but he saw that her face was flushed, her eyes were moist, and her heart was still in a daze.

Under him, she faded layer by layer, with no place to rest. She wanted to say something, but couldn't.

But he knew what she wanted to say with her slightly opened mouth; he also knew what the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes meant—

"I promise you," he looked down at her sincerely and affectionately, "tonight, I will never hurt it."

He pressed her down lightly, and just sank.

At daybreak, Wu Ruyi received the order and led the palace people to Hanzhang Hall to serve the emperor.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, he knelt down just now, and he was surprised that the emperor and the empress had tacitly settled down separately.I saw the queen sitting upright in front of the bed, and the emperor jumped up when he saw someone coming.Then he glanced around at the palace people who were looking at each other in blank dismay, and immediately understood what——

Last night, something happened.

At this time, he and the palace people in Hanzhang Palace were all secretly happy.It's just that as a servant, I know what I hear and don't say anything, and act cautiously, and I insist on holding back my laughter for a long time before I finish the work of supervising the palace people changing clothes for the emperor.

Nan Ku Mingyi hadn't spoken since she opened her eyes, but was silently waiting for an answer.

The person in front of him stood with his back to him, fully dressed.Dressed in a black gold silk gown, with black silk ink dyed behind her back, she moves her hands and feet freely.She couldn't help but recall all that happened last night, and she felt overwhelmed.

"Tomorrow, I will come to see you again." The man said calmly, as if nothing had happened, "You have a rest."

I saw him sweeping his hair and starting to leave, he didn't even want to look back and explain.

"Does Your Majesty feel disgusted?" She couldn't bear it anymore, she spoke sarcastically, her tone was as cold as ice.

He paused for a while, then turned around, also indifferent, "What do you mean?"

"Last night, Your Majesty was playing around with my concubine—" She ignored the fact that there were still palace servants by her side, and just stabbed at Mu Yunqin word by word, "Your Majesty doesn't feel disgusted, but my concubine, on the contrary, replaced you." His Majesty feels disgusted!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally harmonious situation was disturbed.

As soon as Wu Ruyi woke up, she sent a group of palace officials to retreat with her, leaving the emperor and empress alone.

"Is that why you have to talk to me like this?" He asked her after all the others had sent them away.

In her eyes, he had long since lost his love last night—his love was for desire, not for her.

"Your Majesty, why do you want to spoil yourself so much and force yourself to play games with me?" She stared at him with contemptuous but contemptuous eyes, "You already knew that I'm not silver, and I don't want this child, so please be happy with me, don't you?" Didn't you dirty yourself?"

He glanced at her, and said a few words, "I don't think it's dirty."

"Then what are you doing?"

"What's my reason?" He asked indifferently but earnestly, "Last night was so long, don't you still understand?"

She suddenly realized that he was not playing games at all, but her answer was still paranoid, "I don't know, I will never know!"

The two met each other's eyes, they didn't understand each other and they agreed inexplicably.He stared straight at her, his earnest eyes instantly became extremely terrifying, like a deep pool that could melt people into it at any time!

"You always have to understand before you let yourself be covered with bruises." He was calm, but there was an imperceptible trace of pity in his tone, "You are greedy for warmth, you are persistent, you don't need these things, why are you hurt by love? "

"That's because you love and hate at one time; happy at one time and unhappy at another time! When are you real and when are you fake? Your behavior has never been figured out!" She also looked straight at Looking at him, he refused to give in to his counterattack, "It's like your heart, I've never been able to figure it out!"

The last sentence was heart-wrenching... It was so painful that when it came out of her mouth, she was so numb that she couldn't hear a trace of feeling.

But he knew, he always knew.

"And the scariest thing..." He just drooped his eyes slightly, and sighed softly, "It's that you still fell in love with me, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards her slowly, not knowing what his words made her heartstrings suddenly tighten.

The warm sun was shining, and the light seeped obliquely from the window into the inner hall, and poured down over his mountain shoulder.The clear water on the stove had already boiled, and the hot mist curled up from the spout of the purple sand pot, covering it with light and making it hazy.

He clasped her heart tightly for a moment, but she watched him calmly and gracefully coming from the brilliance as before—coming in front of her, and squatting down.

"Didn't you ask me why?" He looked up at her with soft eyes, like the scorching winter sun she had said in his mouth, "Then I'll just say it once, you have to listen carefully."

He stretched out his hand to wrap her hand that was clinging to the corner of her clothes, touching her coldness, but also the warmth under her skin.

The hanging but tightened heart was struggling, she was afraid that she would fall deeply in his love at this moment again, just like sinking to the point of no cure in the lingering love last night!

But she didn't resist, only heard him say——

"I just want the child to be safe, there is no reason, and don't ask why."

For some reason, her heart throbbed.

"If the child is to be safe, the mother must be safe." He continued, "Ming Yi, can you do it?"

At that time, her eyes turned slightly, but she insisted not to let herself cry in front of his eyes, "Your Majesty still doesn't reveal it clearly, so how can Mingyi treat him sincerely?"

"Don't think, don't ask, you just have to remember one thing—" He kept silent on the answer she most wanted, just repeated over and over again, "I want this child."

She finally understood that his affection, from last night until now, was not for the sake of a momentary human pleasure.Beside her, in front of her eyes, he gave everything he had to be lenient, because he was really... in love with her?

But she didn't dare to believe it, and she didn't know how to believe it—the beast trapped in this cage, from ancient times to the present, only knows how to fight all the way, and the winner is king; since when did it learn to be moved by true feelings? ?

Seeing that she didn't respond, he let go of her hand, and gently applied it to her abdomen, stroking their child who was still sleeping inside.

"I really wanted to kill it." He said in detail, "but when I heard that you were pregnant, I was not only shocked, but also... happy."

"Your Majesty, are you still addicted to the game?" She was still in disbelief, her voice was ethereal and weak, "Do you... still regard me as Silver?"

He leaves the caress of the child and finds her hands.He opened her right hand, with the palm facing up, and his fingertips smoothed over the lines on her palm, like lines guiding fate.

"Mingyi," he raised his eyes to meet a pair of quiet eyes, "I am sincere."

After hearing this, she finally shed tears, not knowing whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

But he raised his hand to iron her slightly frowning eyebrows, and wiped away the tears that had slipped down by the way.

"Don't think about it anymore." He flirted flirtatiously, scratching the bridge of her nose lightly, "If you keep worrying and worrying about my child, I can't forgive you."

After finishing speaking, he smiled brightly at her.The dimples on the side of the face are blooming like Xi, more dazzling than the blazing sun, and as pure as a child.But he couldn't see his face from the two waves of her autumn water.

He knew that what she needed was time, but he was afraid that time would pass by his fingertips.

Then he bowed his head, and he gently raised her right hand, and put his palm on her palm, clasping his fingers together, hoping to be connected——

I hope that time and Qing will be trapped forever.

The author has something to say:

Personally, I think that Muyun Zhazha did a good job this time, in place, and with great effort! While writing, my aunt laughed throughout the whole picture in my brain, it’s not too sweet!