"This wine has become a great taste. Xian'er is fortunate to be such an honor. I really want to be grateful to the emperor." After savoring it carefully, Wei Bingxian opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

"Why did Xian'er say such gratitude to me? I and Xian'er don't have to worry about these things. Come and try this dish." He picked up some dishes and put them into Wei Bingxian's bowl. The emperor said with a gentle look: "I think about Xian's past when he was with Xian."

When I was having my first meal, there was not enough seat in Yuelai Inn. I was playing the table with Xian'er, but I was still disliked by Xian'er. I still remember your eyes at that time."

Wei Bingxian certainly knew what he looked like at that time. Thinking of that time, he couldn't help but smile on his lips.

But gradually, Wei Bingxian felt a little cold all over. When he noticed, the corners of his lips froze slightly, and he raised his head to look at the emperor. The emperor's eyes were so gentle and full of love, but Wei Bingxian could easily pass through the emperor's disguise.

Seeing that cold heart.

A faint pain in her abdomen, but Wei Bingxian's smile became more and more charming. Everything about today, all of this, was finally clear in her heart.

"Actually, I had already seen Xian'er before stepping into Yuelai Inn that day. At that time, Xian'er scolded a few younger brothers and sisters who didn't understand the rules with a serious look on their face. Although I saw you, I couldn't hide it.

You sucked your soul away from your celestial being. Unconsciously, he followed Xian'er into Yuelai Inn." Speaking of this, Han Qilu's smile on his lips became warmer: "Speaking of it, I was very good that day

Thank you for the full guests of Yuelai Inn, otherwise I would have to think of other ways to meet Xian'er."

Han Qilu said those words, and her face seemed very happy, but the hand hanging from her cuffs was already tightly grasped, and the blue veins on her arms were bulging, as if she was enduring some heart-wrenching pain. The smile on her lips was still the same. Look

Xiang Wei Bingxian's eyes were even gentler.

The pain in the abdomen became more and more intense. Wei Bingxian listened to the emperor recalling the past so gently. The pain in his heart was like boiling iron slurry pouring in, burning and burning, soaking in the ice water, condensed into ice, stiff

He fell heavily. But the smile in Wei Bingxian's pupils became stronger and stronger. Looking at the emperor's handsome face, Wei Bingxian said softly, "Did the emperor really like Xian'er at that time?"

"I have always really loved Xian'er." Han Qilu said this, trying to raise her hand to touch Wei Bingxian's cheek, but she held back because she was afraid that her arms would tremble.

"The emperor knows what Xian'er is saying, but she just likes Xian'er purely. She likes this person." Wei Bingxian was a little anxious, but she felt a bit guilty about what she said. After all, she was not someone worthy of the emperor's love.

.

At this moment, her heart was clear. All the vanity, fame and fortune in the palace had disappeared before, and her extremely confident mask was broken. The thing she had been afraid of in her heart that the deepest hidden thing she finally surfaced.

Fear, but she was still like an ordinary little woman. At this time, I just wanted to know whether the emperor had her in his heart, and how much true love was?

"My words are sincere. I like you more than any woman." Han Qilu said this, but inexplicably added a sentence in her heart, but I don't love you.

The pain in the abdomen was unbearable. Wei Bingxian felt that his hand had no strength to raise the glass. Wei Bingxian simply put down his hand, but used all his strength to maintain a elegant sitting posture. His eyebrows were still filled with a hint of arrogance, and the corners of his lips were charming.

laugh.

"Your Majesty..." Although Wei Bingxian tried her best to maintain a steady voice, she didn't have that much strength. The words she spit out were so light that she could hardly hear them.

Sadness, pain, those things seemed to have been integrated into the bone marrow and integrated with her, but at this moment, Wei Bingxian decided to throw away the love between the children in his heart and look at Han Qilu quietly.

"Emperor, Xian'er knows what the emperor wants. This is what the emperor wants." With a trembling trembling, Wei Bingxian groped out of his sleeves and took out a plum blossom token that was only the size of Wei Bingxian's palm and was transparent and crystal clear all over his body.

I wanted to hold Han Qilu's hand, but I was a little weak and stopped in mid-air.

Han Qilu immediately stretched out her hand and held the plum blossom token together with Wei Bingxian's cold little hand in the palm of her hand.

Feeling the warmth from the emperor's palm, Wei Bingxian smiled slightly with his lips, grabbed Han Qilu's palm with his back hand, and said intermittently: "Xian'er... hand over everything to the emperor...please, please... let Xian'er go.

My family... they don't know..."

As he said that, a hint of bright red that was more charming than the red plum blossoms flowed out from the corner of Wei Bingxian's lips. Wei Bingxian still looked at Han Qilu so softly: "The emperor... want to promise me... to treat Tong'er well."

Speaking of this, Wei Bingxian felt that his strength had almost been used up. The unbearable severe pain had numbed her nerves. His eyes began to be dazed. The emperor's face could not be seen clearly. Wei Bingxian could only see the bright yellow robe, leaving him.

Dragon patterns that are sometimes far and sometimes near.

"I promise you." Han Qilu opened her mouth, feeling that she could not say anything at this time, but her voice still came out of her throat, making him feel a little strange and sad. Han Qilu just tightened the little hand in her hand.

hold.

The difficult breath could no longer enter the air, Wei Bingxian closed his eyes and left his last words; "I have never loved him...only the emperor..."

After saying that, Wei Bingxian's body hangs to the side. Han Qilu hugged her delicate body in her arms and sat blankly, listening to the whistling of the wind, watching the snowflakes falling, and the red plum blossoms blooming on the branches, blooming charmingly.

"Xian'er..." Han Qilu lowered her head and looked at Wei Bingxian's face as if she had fallen asleep. Her fingers trembled and touched her cold cheeks, and she carefully wiped off the snowflakes that fell on Wei Bingxian's eyelashes.

"I have always known that you have never loved him." The voice was very soft, Han Qilu said, with a sad smile on his lips. Some things he must get, because on his shoulders, it is not just this harem,

It is the entire Daqi Dynasty.

From afar, Zhou Yunfu led a few servants to come here. Han Qilu put the plum blossom token in her sleeve and hugged Wei Bingxian tightly into her arms.

When the slaves approached, Han Qilu shouted in great sorrow: "Xian'er! Xian'er! Zhou Yunfu! Come and pass on the imperial physician!"

Before he got close, Zhou Yunfu and several other servants were trembling. Zhou Yunfu saw Wei Bingxian lying in the emperor's arms and his face immediately became dark and he hurriedly said: "Go and pass on the imperial physician!"

After several eunuchs ran away in a hurry, Zhou Yunfu immediately stepped forward, put away the wine bottle that Wei Bingxian used, replaced it with another one exactly the same, nodded to Han Qilu, and cried anxiously, "Imperial Concubine! What are you doing?
Chapter completed!