Eastern Palace - Chapter 52

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“You killed so many people!” I was furious. “What the **** do you want to do? Why hold your majesty?”

Gu Jian stood up, and the moonlight leaking in the window just shone on his shoulders. His tone was still so faint: “I want to kill, then kill. If you don’t feel right, I have nothing to say.”

“How did you treat Adu?” I clutched his sleeve tightly. “If you dare to do harm to Adu, I must kill you to avenge her.”

Gu Jiandao: “I didn’t kill Adu, just believe it or not.”

I sighed for a while, softened my tone, and said: “Then let me go back, I promise not to talk to people, only to escape by myself.”

Gu Jian suddenly smiled at me: “Xiao Feng, why?”

I was baffled: “Why why?”

“Why do you treat Li Chengyin so well? How good is he? He… he has always used you. Especially now that he has married a woman and a woman, you are often bullied by those women, and even he bullies you, In the future, when he becomes the emperor, there will be more women and more people will bully you. Why do you treat Li Chengyin so well? Is it because of Xiliang, you sacrifice your life’s happiness and stay in the cold In the deserted palace?”

I was stunned and said, “Xiliang is Xiliang, but I have already married him. Besides, he is not too bad for me…”

“Why is he not bad for you? He used to use you all the time. Do you know what he is thinking? Do you know what he is calculating? Xiao Feng, you can’t win, you can’t win those women, and you can’t win. Li Chengyin. Now they have a little scruples about Xiliang. Once Xiliang is no longer useful to the Central Plains in the future, you will not win at all.”

I sighed and said, “I don’t have so much attention, but Li Chengyin is my husband. I can’t betray my husband.”

Gu Jian sneered: “What if Li Chengyin betrayed you?”

I shuddered and said, “No.”

The first time he met an assassin, he pushed me away; the second time in Mingyufang, he stopped in front of me. Every time he leaves danger to himself, Li Chengyin will not betray me.

Gu Jianleng said with a smile: “Before the sky, do you think you have counted-if you want to be an emperor, you will inevitably be hard-hearted and cold-hearted. If nothing else, I will take you here, you count on Li Chengyin Come to save you? Do you think he will be in a hurry to save you? But today is Shangyuan, Jin Wu bans Chi, people watch lanterns. In order to whitewash the Taiping, Shangmeng City still has nine gates open and can’t help but come in and out. What are you– You don’t deserve the Li family’s father and son to disregard this Shangyuan Festival… They are still having fun with the people on the Chengtian Gate, but Gu can have your life and death. If I am a true assassin, I will kill you with a knife, and then I will leave Beijing at night and go far away. ……In another ten days and eight days, Yu Linjun searched here and turned over your body. Li Chengyin also cried twice, and made him what Zhao Liangdi became the prince, who will remember you, you still Count on him to remember you?”

I lowered my head and did not speak.

Gu Jian took my hand and said, “Come on, Xiao Feng, follow me. Let’s leave here, away from the place where the heart is fighting, let’s go outside the gate and let the horses and shepherds together…”

I broke free of his hand and said, “No matter whether Li Chengyin treats me well or not, this is the path I chose myself, and also the path that Ady chose for Xiliang. I looked at him, “You let me go.”

Gu Jian looked at me quietly, and after a while, he said flatly: “No.”

I felt very frustrated and tired. I had a fever and a fire in my throat. Now that I have said so much, I feel even more sad. My whole body is so weak that even my breath seems to have a burning pain. I stroked my throat with my hand, and then slowly backed to the box, leaning there weakly.

He wanted to say something to me, but when he looked at me like this, he seemed to have some unbearable feelings, so he put it back and asked me only: “Do you want to eat anything?”

I shook my head.

But he was not discouraged and asked again: “Ask Yue Yuan’s Mandarin Duck, I bought it for you, OK?”

I shook my head, and suddenly nodded again.

He tightened the quilt for me and said, “Then sleep for a while.”

I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

After about a minute of incense, I opened my eyes again.

The room was still dark and quiet, and only the faint moonlight shone through the window frame, reflecting dimly into the ground. I climbed up and looked at the moon. The moon was as bright and silver as silver. Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

I wrapped my fur tightly and walked over to shake the door. The door was locked from the outside and could not be opened. I looked around. It was obviously a warehouse. There were windows only on the high walls. The windows were for ventilation, so they were so tall that I couldn’t reach them with my hand.

However, there is always a way. I dragged a box over, and then dragged another box to stack up, so that the layers are layered up, like a huge step. I didn’t know what was in the boxes, but fortunately it was not heavy. But my whole body was soft and I didn’t have much strength in my hand. When I finally stacked several layers of boxes under the window, I was tired and sweating after all.

I stepped on the box and climbed up. The window frame was carved from wood. After a break, the lines didn’t move. I had to climb down again, looking around for things that fit my hand. . I don’t know which rich man has locked such beautiful silk in the warehouse, or here is the warehouse of the satin village. Without much thought, I closed the box in disappointment and finally saw the porcelain bowl filled with **** soup.

I smashed the bowl, picked a sharp and sharp piece, and climbed up the box again to saw the window mullions.

That thin carved window frame, but sawing is really strenuous. I have been sawing and sawing…cutting my fingers and bleeding.

I suddenly felt desperate, maybe Gu Jian was coming back, and I couldn’t get out. Although he may not kill me, maybe he will shut me down for a lifetime, maybe I will never see Adu and Li Chengyin in the future.

I only despaired for a little while, then I got up and started sawing the window frame again.

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