Heartburn

"His Royal Highness, you are getting better, how can you rest well?" Her voice is different from the gorgeous appearance, which is very gentle, and it is very painful to love this body.

Guess her intention, I can only choose silence.

I didn't expect my reaction but she was as a silent resistance. Her tone was immediately soft and down. It was like a handy child: "The Hall is Mo, if you get better, I will promise you to put it. The ginger guard, let her play with you, ok? "

- Jiang Guard ... Who is it?

Playing with me?

Grab the keyword, but I have no shortcomings.

However, I think I can't take my life with Qi Xizhen ... I will find a chance to figure out.

"... ok." I nodded, I lied back in bed again, and wiped my face and neck, although her strength was really like a small. Heavy, for the skin that Xiyu is delicate to the bomb, it is not a torture, but I can feel the true love from her focus on my eyes - I will let me. The bite is insisted on the reason why it is not.

"Small ?" Waiting for her to cover the quilt for me, point the incense of the Shen, pulled down the bed account, I finally couldn't help but ask.

"He served the waiter, I have already got to drag him away." Middle-aged woman's eyes cold - even though I know that it is a little in the "service inheritance", but I still feel the heart.

- The subtext of drag away from ancient times is not good.

I thought about it, I still can't bear to ruin my life, I talked about: "I want him to serve."

I didn't expect that she just helplessly sighed, it seems to be touched my hair, but the hand that reached out is like a scruple, and finally returned to: "Since the Hall is insisted, then I sent him to bring him. Back - just a little, if he succumbed to the week, he harmed the temple, the condition is aggravated, I will never spare! "

She waved, and a woman wearing a samurai is immediately leaned, and I walked out quickly - I noticed that several women standing around her, they were wearing black thin. , The body is high, and the eyes are strong, the face is solemn, the kind of military temperament, I only have seen it in a very small number of veterans.

- These people are Wangfu's guards?

How to look more like a battle will be a long-awaited battle.

Not long after, Xiaoji is brought in.

Quantitatively, it was dragged by the escort wearing a thin A.

His hair is a little messy, the eyes are red, and the cheeks are still traces that have been crying. When I saw me and the middle-aged woman, the fear of the eyes was blocked, and immediately converged after the pair of cold peach eyes Invisible, like a more terrible presence, there is a fear of the original fear.

I can't help but self-blame: Maybe it is my previous alone.

"Carefully serve, no one wrong ... You should know my means." Cold-cookedly warned the little cockroaches who kneel on the bedside, the middle-aged woman looked at me in the last gentle, with that kind of guard Leave my room.

From the brimming of the door of the door of the door, she should leave a few people as a worth - probably worry that I will not care about her, I'm going to go outside.

I know, at least more than a dozen people waiting for me to send me in this room, but no one dares to make a little voice, quiet as if it can hear a needle landing.

This makes me aware that I will follow the voice, and I call Xiaoqi to the previous: "You come over."

He looked up, he looked at me, and the knee was in my bed, and the yarn of the hanging was low, and the head was low, it should be a sound, it seems to be waiting for my command - I can't see it. Tsing his look, but you can feel his nervous.

I silently sighed, some guilty: "You ... okay?"

"The slaves are fine, thank you to care." The gentle voice of the young voice trembled, taught me in mind, but I didn't know how to do it, but I don't say it. I can't make up for it. I am It's so bad.

"What is the identity of the middle-aged woman, what is it?" I stared at the blue dragon in the sea, I asked softly.

"That is the manager of Yan Yan, Wangfu, is also the leader of Wangfu Guard," he suddenly made it as if it is not intentionally added, "you used to call her for her."

- It seems that in the general background frame and character information, Yan Xizhen's legacy memory can bring some tips.

But ... ?

If it is the idea of ​​my original, it is to call a "Yan Hou", but fortunately, there is no call.

This also represents some details and intricate emotional relationships, I can only rely on myself slowly.

In this case, then I can't get in touch with her in the future, at least before I can adapt to the identity of Yan Xi ... So exclaimed the horse, send life.

"Small , I, cough, this king, how is it?" I thought about it, I wouldn't help but be doubtful by him - anyway, now, he wants to be doubtful - Continue asking.

The teenager outside the yarn seems to pour a breath, I can feel the silence of his death, as if I have a question in his heart, and he doesn't know how to deal with it.

"You and talk, this king will not pursue." I quickly slammed the voice.

"Small cockroaches did not dare, but the scribes of Fengge praised you unruly." He thought for a long time, and finally said this sentence is reluctant to praise. "

I nodded, some didn't think it happened, how to get rid of this disease?

I thought that the previous words said, I asked again: "This king is in bed, what is the reason? Where is the ginger guard, why?"

"This ... Xiao Yi doesn't know." His reaction is not like anything else.

"I don't know, still I still don't want to say?" I deliberately and cold, intentionally scare him, "Bulling the king's lower court, you know."

- Although I don't remember how Yan Xi is punishable, but she should not be a broad and kind master.

Just a word, let him swite on the ground, let him hit the ground, and let the head like garlic: "Slave is damn! Please kill the sin! Slave is dead! Slave damn ..."

"Okay, this king didn't say to kill you!" I quickly opened the yarn, I wanted to help him, but I didn't be weak, and I was getting awkward, and I was dark in front of my eyes. In the past, "you, you first get up!"

Striking these words, I took back the soft bed and picked up the chest.

"His Royal Highness?" He also found that my improper, stop uninterrupted, asking for mercy, nervously grabbing the bed, want to pull the yarn led to view my situation, but I don't dare to move, I can only testive Gently called me.

After a while, I felt a lot of suffocation and suffocating, my heart was unusible. I sleavefully "" ", and the handsome indicates that I have no hustry.

He also has the eye, knowing that you can't stand it again, I am afraid that I can't get angry after I am angry, and I have been straight, I said it out of 151: "Listen to the brothers in the front yard, said," The ginger guards are the ban on the emperor, and I have been doing my own dear before, I have to do my own dear, I have to have you glare, pet love, I don't leave around - I haven't left to Ginger and Ginger Guard in Yongle Tang ... Play, which knows that you suddenly fainted, and the adults, please go to the royal doctor, until you wake up yesterday. "

- He is talking about the word "play", and there is a bad association when you are talking about the word "play".

"Where is Yongle Tang? Where is the Jiang Kewear now?" I decided to query.

"Yongle Tang is your weekday ... and the place with the sergeant ..." About him to deliberately vague words, I don't have to guess, I can know, I won't be a good word, and after him, I have followed my tone, more Let me have a dislike, "Ginger guard ... slaves, I heard that since you are coma, the gorgens will send her, and now they should be held in Yongle Tang, waiting for your fall."

"... this king wants to see her." I licked the lips, suddenly I want to see the other's thoughts right - this ginger guard may be the last person who has seen Yan Xizhen, maybe she will know what happened? .

"Wang Ye is atone! Hao people have told it, before you raise your body, you can't leave this room." He lifted the volume at once, as if it was to attract the attention of the guards outside - I dare to affirmed, just now " The lock door of the click is not my magic.

"..." I turned over and buried my face into a thick and smooth. I was subject to people everywhere, even the personal freedom was deprived.

So, inheritably my body, but also to be the golden bird that is closed in the cage.

No matter how I am angry, this is unable to improve in the third moment.

What I can do is just accepting it.