Chapter 222

In the middle of the night, Zian tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

In those days when she came to ancient times, she was always short of sleep and was always on the run.

But now slowly on the track, she began to insomnia.

The memory of the original owner Xia Zian always rushes into her mind at night, with her hatred.

Outside the window, there is a sound.

She sprang to her feet.

Mother Yang hasn't come back from the palace yet. Xiao Sun is waiting in her mother's room. Dao doesn't tell her not to enter the inner room, let alone come to the door of her wing room.

"Who?" Zi an asked alertly.

"You can open the door, or you can bang the door." A deep voice came from outside the window.

Zi an is stunned. Is it him? What are you doing in the evening? Is something wrong?

Zi an quickly opened the door and stepped back. Before she stood still, a dark shadow covered her. In this way, she was involved in a huge embrace. The smell of wine came, accompanied by his heavy breathing..

"What's the matter? Did you drink? " Zi'an was in a panic. He didn't see him like this. What happened?

"Don't ask, don't talk!" He took a strong taste of wine on the top of her head, the voice is still with a kind of unspeakable repression.

Zi an guessed that something must have happened.

She didn't ask again. Instead, she put her hand around him and buried her head in his chest.

His breathing is very rapid, full of the breath of sadness, even if he did not say anything, Zi an can still feel his whole person is filled with sadness.

Her heart is very flustered, speechless flustered, recently around their right and wrong fight is really too much, almost every day out of the situation.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like for him to run away.

It took him a long time to let her go.

Zian looked at his face, haggard, lips dry, the whole person did not look.

"I'll get you a glass of water!" Zi an turned and poured a glass of water for him. The water was very cold, but he drank it in one breath.

He took the cup, sat down, looked at her and said, "the woman who was the best to me is dead."

Zi an is surprised. Is it rouer?

She felt sorry for him from the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't think of a word to comfort him, so she had to say, "I'm sorry, you can't come back from death."

Murong Jie leaned back in his chair and adjusted to the most comfortable position. "You go to bed. I want to be quiet here."

The Regent's house had choked him, and he had to flee.

"I'll sit with you." Zian said that he should love the girl named rouer very much, right? Although they were sad, their marriage was not decided by themselves. He didn't express his love for her, and they could only describe their happy relationship before.

She didn't know that he liked this girl so much before. If she knew, maybe she would restrain her heart a little.

Sadness in the silent atmosphere, there is speechless sorrow, two people are silent, Murong Jie eyes closed, but Zi an know he did not sleep, because eyelashes have been shaking.

The veins on his forehead beat, and his brain kept spinning. Moreover, his headache should be repeated, because he always frowned subconsciously.

Zi an went over and rubbed his eyebrows. He said softly, "relax, everything will be OK."

Slightly warm fingers in his eyebrows have been rubbing to the temple, and then from the temple down the forehead, under his fingers, his expression gradually relaxed.

After a long time, he took her hand and let her come to his body. His eyes were sore and his voice was broken. "Zi an, promise me that no matter what happens in the future, I will take living as my biggest thought."

Zi an nodded, "I know that everything I do now, I just want to live well."

"Whether you can live well or not, you must live first. Only when you live can you have hope." Murong Jie stressed.

"Well!" Zian reached out to touch his face. There was a pain in his heart. It seemed that the dead man was really important to him.

"Get some sleep, will you?" Zi an asked softly.

Murong Jie looked at her and finally nodded slowly, "good!"

It's like a house in the suburbs of Beijing. Two people sleep in the same bed.

Her hand was always in his heart, and the sound of breathing could almost reach agreement.

"I'm fine!"

After a long silence, Murong Jie suddenly spoke.

Zian looked at him, his face was particularly cold in the weak light, "some things are difficult to accept, but also must be accepted, because you will know that the immediate grief is nothing, there are more tragedies waiting for you than you imagine, and the biggest tragedy in the world is that you are calculated or betrayed by the closest people around you Harm. "

"To some extent, I'm the same as you." Zi an looked at the top of the tent and said."Do you want to say that we are in the same boat? The word itself is pathetic. "

Zi an was silent for a while, and then said, "yes, it's sad, but we have to accept it."

"Aunt Sizhu died. She poisoned her master for me, and she was given an additional official by her master." Murong Jie said quietly, his voice filled with unspeakable grief, "the most sad thing about this is that aunt Sizhu wanted to kill my mother in order not to let my mother hurt me."

Zi an was shocked. He was talking about Aunt Sizhu? She remembered that woman, who had been standing by her side and had never said anything.

Dead?

She's going to poison your concubine? She's loyal? I always thought she was a traitor.

That is to say, he is not sad for rouer tonight?

"What are you laughing at?" Murong Jie suddenly asked angrily.

Zi an was stunned for a moment. He suddenly reached out and pulled down the slightly upward corner of his mouth. He rubbed his face hard and said, "are you smiling? I don't laugh. I always look like this when I want to cry. I feel sorry for you. Aunt Sizhu must love you very much. "

"I saw it. You were just laughing." Murong Jie stares at her and looks very angry.

Zi an shook his head and denied, "it's impossible. How can I laugh when you tell me such a sad thing? It's too late for me to feel sad. "

"I am not blind." Murong Jie sat up, lifted the quilt and left. He saw Xia Zian laughing, which made him feel humiliated and angry.

Zian reached for him and said, "sorry, I didn't mean to. I just I just can't help it. I don't even know I'm laughing. "

"You mean you can't help laughing when you hear that aunt Sizhu is dead?" Murong Jie can't believe his ears, and his good feeling for her turns into rage.

Zi an muttered: "no, I thought, at the beginning, I didn't know it was aunt Sizhu who died. I thought it was your favorite. You said, the best woman for you died."

He looked at her inexplicably, "what the hell's right? When does the king want to be the right person? "

"Rouer Zi an twisted the quilt. "Didn't she give me her clothes before?"

Murong Jie looked at her, "you mean, you just heard that the king had no one in mind, so you laugh?"

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