Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

The gorgeous and soft bed, the incense with the scent of medicine, the nose is full of medicine, and there is a head lying on the edge of the bed, like a child who is exhausted.

When Gong Xianqing opened her eyes, her thoughts were a little sluggish. At that moment, she thought that all this was a dream. There was no betrayal of Nan Qianmo, no mission of the Jueyin Pavilion, she was just a woman locked in the palace wall. ordinary woman...

However, she moved her hands, and the tingling but powerless feeling seemed to spread all over her body, she pulled the corners of her mouth forcefully and smiled...

It's not a dream...it's all real...just why is she here?

Shouldn't he be dead already?

Xu felt the movement, Ning'er immediately raised her head, and saw that her beautiful eyes, which were always closed tightly, had been opened. The blackness was as deep and charming as the night sky, and she immediately burst into tears again.

"Master! You finally woke up! I'm so worried about Ning'er!"

Gong Xianqing looked at Ning'er whose eyes were flushed red and tears streaming down, which couldn't be stopped, suddenly felt his nose sore, and his heart was a little moved.

"How... am I here?"

Gong Xianqing's voice was dry and hoarse. Her last memory was that she was sent to the Valley of No Heads by Leng Moyan. She never thought that she would open her eyes again, let alone that her head would still be there after opening her eyes. On the body.

"Aunt Yunran brought you back, master, I'll pour you tea."

Hearing Gong Xianqing's dry voice, Ning'er immediately went to pour Gong Xianqing a cup of tea, then helped Gong Xianqing up with difficulty, and brought the cup to the corner of her mouth for her to drink.

The green tea flowed into her throat, and Gong Xianqing felt herself alive, as if she had found a source of water in the endless desert.

Yunran sent her back?

Gong Xianqing laughed at herself, leaned on Ning'er's arm, and tightly closed her eyes.

"At this moment, I really feel... that it would be better to die, it would be cleaner."

Gong Xianqing didn't know why he was able to come back, but he must have been rescued by Nan Qianmo, and he had become a useless person, plus his betrayal of Nan Qianmo, how should he face that person...

"Master, don't talk nonsense, you must live a good life, Ning'er can serve the master for the rest of your life."

Ning'er reprimanded her slightly, but Gong Xianqing didn't reply, she just said that she was tired, and Ning'er put her on the couch again.

"The servant girl went to the imperial doctor."

After Ning'er finished speaking, she hurried out. It is of course a great thing that the master of Chengtian Palace woke up, but it was not the same thing when it was reported to Fengluan Palace.

Southern Chu Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Fengluan Palace.

"She's awake."

From the moment Ning'er went to the imperial doctor, news of Gong Xian's awakening spread to every corner of the palace, and Fengluan Palace naturally also received the news.

Nan Qianmo was fiddling with flowers in the flower room. Hearing Yunran's reminder, she paused unnaturally, and then straightened up.

"Show Chengtian Palace."

The voice was terribly calm, like a monster lurking in a pool of stagnant water, which would jump out of the water at any moment and eat everyone up.

Southern Chu Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Chengtian Palace.

After the imperial doctor left, Ning'er asked the imperial dining room to prepare some porridge. She helped Gong Xianqing up, leaned against the head of the bed, and ate spoonful by spoonful for her patiently.

It's just that Gong Xianqing doesn't seem to have a good appetite, after a few mouthfuls, she stopped eating, but stared at the end of the bed with distant eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Master, everything is over, don't think about it, it's good for you to be well now."

When Gong Xianqing heard this, she laughed lightly. She raised her hand, but her arm fell down feebly.

"Where is it?"

Gong Xianqing returned to this place, the place where she loved that person deeply, but she returned with a mutilated body and a betrayal identity, which made her feel so embarrassed.

Seeing this, Ning'er started crying again. She didn't cry even in the most embarrassing situation, but this little gossip cried several times in front of her.

"The empress dowager arrived—"

As soon as Ning'er heard it, she immediately wiped away her tears, and stood respectfully by the bed, while Gong Xianqing sneered, and instantly a mist blocked her eyes, blinding her eyes.

"You go down first."

It was that woman's voice, so calm and terrifying, but at this moment, Gong Xianqing wanted to hide, but she didn't have the ability anymore.

Nan Qianmo stood by the bed and looked down at Gong Xianqing, while Gong Xianqing looked up at Nan Qianmo, with a pale smile on his lips.

"Now, do you feel more at ease?"

Gong Xianqing opened his mouth slowly, only to see that person's face remained unchanged, sitting on the edge of the bed, those sharp and stern eyes swept across his whole body.

"The Jueyin Pavilion sent you back, why?"

Nan Qianmo reached out and pinched Gong Xianqing's chin forcefully. Gong Xianqing didn't even recognize such a violent person in front of him as a dignified and elegant woman, but Gong Xianqing felt that this was Nan Qianmo. They are all honed to be ruthless and decisive.

Gong Xianqing's pale lips curled up in an arc, and said, "Come to kill you."

After she finished speaking, she let out a giggle with a bit of sarcasm, but Nan Qianmo's hands became stronger.

"Do you think you still have this ability?"

Nan Qianmo approached, wanting to see what else was hidden in this woman's eyes.

"If you don't kill me now, I still have a way to kill you."

Gong Xian looked coldly at the approaching cold eyes, clenching her teeth tightly to prevent any emotion from leaking out.

"You look good now, don't you?"

Nan Qianmo let go of Gong Xianqing's chin, slipped her hand onto her left wrist, and held her tightly in his hand. Gong Xianqing frowned in pain, and couldn't help moaning in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

Nan Qianmo grabbed her left wrist, and then let go, causing the arm to fall limply, making a muffled sound.

Looking at Gong Xianqing's pale face, Nan Qianmo turned pale again, and bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from moaning in pain.

"When you approached me and then betrayed, why didn't you think that I would also hurt?"

Nan Qianmo showed a smile, and covered Gong Xianqing's face with one hand, forcing her to look at him.

"What else do you want to do?"

Gong Xianqing approached Nan Qianmo, smiled stubbornly, and continued: "I still have another hand."

Nan Qianmo frowned when she heard this, and pushed Gong Xianqing away, who slammed into the head of the bed and groaned.

"Nan Qianmo, if you don't kill me now, you won't have a chance."

After Gong Xianqing finished speaking, Nan Qianmo was about to say something, but at this moment, he caught a glimpse of blood oozing from the bandage on his left wrist, so he took back what he was about to say just now, and unconsciously twitched his brows.

"Looking at your appearance that life would be worse than death can dispel the hatred in my heart."

Nan Qianmo stood up, flicked his sleeves, as if he wanted to wipe off the dirty things on his hands, Gong Xianqing looked at Nan Qianmo's actions, his eyes darkened, and he smiled: "Okay...you can stay With me, I can continue to disgust you."

Nan Qianmo stopped talking and left with a flick of his sleeves, while Gong Xianqing looked at the leaving figure of the man with all his strength, and that tear fell down at this moment.

Gong Xianqing fell back on the bed weakly, letting hot tears crawl all over that beautiful but pale face.

As soon as Ning'er came in and saw Gong Xianqing's tears streaming down her face, she immediately hugged her in her arms and said, "Master, what's wrong with you, don't scare me, don't scare Ning'er!"

Gong Xianqing let Ning'er hug her, her tears wet Ning'er's shoulders.

"Why didn't you kill me...why..."

Gong Xianqing's voice trembled, at that moment she almost wanted to bite off her tongue and die, but when she remembered what Nan Qianmo said just now, she forcibly held back the thought.

Only by seeing your appearance that life would be worse than death can I dispel the hatred in my heart.

Nan Qianmo...you can continue to hate me...then you must forget me...

Because she knows that it is painful to remember the person one loved in any way...

Southern Chu Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Changqing Palace.

In the middle of the night, Ge Shuping woke up slowly, she didn't know how long she had been unconscious, she only knew that before she passed out, her mind was full of the figure of that person.

The one who just walked away without saying a word.

Ge Shuping sighed softly, closed her eyes, a tear flowed from the corner of her eyes, at this moment she seemed to hear some strange movement, she immediately held her breath, closed her eyes, her heart beat suddenly.

A figure quietly walked to the edge of the bed, and stood there quietly for a long time. After a long time, she stretched out her hands, and gently covered Ge Shuping's face with a pair of warm hands, as light as a feather, afraid of waking up the sleeping person.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly opened his eyes, she couldn't dodge in time, she grabbed the wrist and fell to the edge of the bed.

Ge Shuping looked at the strange face in front of her, but those agile eyes were carved into her soul.

"feather…"

When the man heard this, he suddenly shook his head, and immediately bowed his head and said: "Queen Mother, this slave and maidservant know they are wrong, and they will not dare again in the future."

Ge Shuping ignored what the man said, she raised the maid's chin with her other hand, and looked deeply into the man's eyes.

"That night, your image has been etched into my soul."

remember how i look...

That's what Yu Yi said to her. Her fingertips touched every inch of her face, and through her fingertips, she carved her appearance into the flesh and blood.

The palace maid was startled, and mist slowly appeared in her agile eyes...

"I hate you."

Ge Shuping opened her mouth quietly, biting her lower lip tightly, but couldn't stop crying, the palace maid stretched out her hand, and wiped away the tears from Ge Shuping's face.

"Yu, you bastard!"

After finishing speaking, Ge Shuping leaned forward and hugged her, Yu Yi hugged Ge Shuping back, and whispered something in her ear.

"Ge Shuping..."

The tone was gentle, as if a feather brushed against the ears, it actually made people feel drowsy.

Ge Shuping's alarm bells rang loudly, and it was this feeling again, her voice could make people fall asleep instantly.

"Don't...leave again..."

Ge Shuping begged helplessly, Yu Yi's head was buried in her neck, and Ge Shuping's neck was instantly wet.

"Good dream..."

Ge Shuping fell asleep completely, Yu Yi laid Ge Shuping on the couch, and wiped the tears off her face with his hand.

The heavenly magic sound of the Jueyin Pavilion, people without the slightest internal energy will fall asleep as the sound seduces them.

"Brother Shuping, I can't let you be forever..."