I was reborn by the emperor

Chapter 13

Soon it began to rain, and the raindrops brought snow spots, which dropped the temperature all of a sudden, the thunder rumbled, and the lightning bolts followed each other.

Xu Lianlang went to close the window with bare feet, the cold wind blowing on her face was like a slap, she poked out half of her head and took a look, the hidden guards automatically hid themselves, only two lanterns covered with smoky veils overflowed from the huge towering cloud pavilion. Hazy and ambiguous rouge pink.

The sound of the main hall was covered by thunder, the eunuch's eyes were like a falcon, and he saw her at a glance. He slowly smiled and met her inquiry, casually and full of warnings, as if to say slowly, next time The next time she did it again, she broke her neck.

He touched his neck, raised his eyebrows at her, instinctive fear made Xu Lianlang shrink back.

This male and female man looked more terrifying than the emperor.

A small drop of rain slid in along her warm neck, she was shivered by the cold, and quickly went back to the back room.

She shook the cold air on her body by the bed, and then slowly lifted the quilt and squeezed into the bed.

The Seventh Prince was like a small stove, as soon as she lay down, he came over and put his pointed chin on her shoulder.The raindrop that fell into her neck was immediately contaminated by the temperature of the two of them, and then melted into water and dissipated.

Xu Lianlang didn't dare to move all of a sudden, like a wild cat that had just been lured home, and after taking care of it for a long time, he was finally willing to let her stroke her head, even though this kind of stroking may be entirely because of The cat's head itches.

But this was almost a surprise to Xu Lianlang.

She was flattered, and couldn't help holding her breath, for fear that the cat she accidentally offended would be dissatisfied, and would take back all the intimacy she had.

Lu Jieming curled up his body slightly, he was very thin, shrunk into a small ball, restrained all his sharp edges and thorns, and squeezed himself into Xu Lianlang's embrace.

He wasn't sleepy, but tired.

A pair of hands wrapped around his back, and the palms were lightly clasped on his back one after another.

His eyebrows were drooping, his eyelashes were trembling uncomfortably, Xu Lianlang could feel the hardness and stiffness of his straight nose touching his shoulders.

His nose is the most beautiful. Among the children of the same age, his nose is the only one that is straight.The eyebrow bone and the tip of the nose support the outline of the whole face, and the tip of the nose is high and bulges the depth of the whole face.

It was because of such a nose that he diluted a lot of his childishness.But at this moment, nestled in her arms, her skin itched as her nose rubbed against her, it seemed like she was acting like a baby unconsciously.

Xu Lianlang hugged him tighter, Lu Jieming raised his hand and grabbed the corner of her clothes, dependent and helpless.

Such Lu Jieming made Xu Lianlang even more worried.

When an independent child who is usually indifferent and rejects all good intentions suddenly starts to rely on one person, it means that the child has fallen into a whole, driven to a desperate situation, licking the wound secretly can no longer heal, and self-salvation is completely ineffective.

She longed for his dependence, but was afraid of his dependence at this time.

She pressed the tip of her tongue to her cheeks, her heart was torn apart for a long time and could not be calmed down, but she could only remain silent.

Just when Xu Lianlang thought the night would end in such a quiet way, Lu Jieming spoke.

He breathes heavily, but speaks very softly, his eyes are half-closed, and his voice is fluttering, without any landing point.

"Wang Fulu is the chief eunuch in the palace. He grew up with his father since he was a child. He has killed countless people, but without exception, he has his father's approval. Many things are not convenient for the father to do, so I leave them all to him. The father is right. Concubine Mu never forgets, and will not easily touch the people around her."

Xu Lianlang's hand that patted his back fell, and he didn't lift it up again. He was worried that she would be afraid, so he deliberately explained this sentence.

Suddenly, her heart swelled with sadness. She was indeed afraid of that man, but she was even more afraid of him.

"I'm not afraid now." She moved the quilt from her side to his, and stretched her arms to touch the edge of the quilt to make sure it completely covered his body. "Can't you sleep?"

What happened tonight had a huge impact on her, she still couldn't digest it, and she didn't know how to comfort Lu Jieming who had witnessed all this.

Lu Jieming's posture did not change, and after a long while, he said "hmm".

Xu Lianlang wanted to put him to sleep wholeheartedly, so he began to tell him some random stories.

Some were strange people and strange things she had heard before, and some were all made up by her.At the end of the story, the preface was inconsistent, and the story had no coherence for a long time. She felt guilty and looked down at Lu Jieming.

Lu Jieming lay quietly with his face sideways, he nestled in her arms, but the pictures he had seen before flashed through his mind, he felt nauseated several times, and felt depressed again.

Her voice was neither too fast nor too slow, and her tone was soft like the flannel doll he played with when he was a child. He was afraid of the dark and thunder, and the concubine mother specially made such a doll to comfort him. Every night, he hugged it and refused to let go. .

Tonight, it's like going back to the past again.

It's just that the "doll" he hugged this time can breathe, talk, laugh, and has body temperature.

"This is not the first time Father has come."

He spoke with a hoarse voice, which should have been regarded as a royal secret that could not be pryed into, his private experience, but he told her that he was willing.

"Today is the fifteenth day. It is the day when the father and the concubine met for the first time. The concubine mother was born in a merchant's house in the south of the Yangtze River. The emperor went to the south for inspection, and they met by chance when they carved boats and painted boats. I brought Concubine Mu back to the palace. I had already forgotten about Concubine Mu, but Concubine Mu became ill, so I ran to close the gate of Shuoyun Pavilion, hoping to keep them out."

"But this dog Wang Fulu," he cursed angrily, "bited me back. I tried my best to resist, but it was useless."

He paused for a moment, not knowing when the rain outside the hall suddenly stopped. In an instant, even the air fell into a dead silence.

"It's been two years, except for this day, when the father is often drunk, most of them come here. The women in the palace thought that he stayed in the Qinzheng Palace overnight and never left the palace, so they had completely forgotten about Concubine Rong. They are also stupid, and the mother and concubine are also stupid, because of such a man, they are suspicious, anxious and anxious."

He raised his head to look at Xu Lianlang, revealing his gloomy and violent emotions without any concealment, "In the first few times, the concubine mother fantasized that her father was interested in her, dreaming that she could return to the palace one day, and even wanted to go back to the palace again. She is pregnant with her father's flesh and blood, but how is it possible? The last time she gave birth, she bled heavily, and she barely survived, and her body was injured long ago, and the folk remedies she found every time made her uncomfortable for a long time."

"Later, after many times, the dream was shattered. Father scolded her for being mean, lascivious, and shameless. They thought I couldn't hear the loud voice at night, but I really heard it. While enjoying Auntie's body, he scolded her for being seduced. Obviously Auntie didn't do anything, he was the one who rushed over."

"Sister, I don't know anymore, is it my mother's mistake? Are we wrong?"

He suddenly raised his voice, but he was full of helplessness.

He called "A Niang", and her handsome and green body was shaking, "Later, A Niang went crazy, and every time he came, she became even more crazy."

"My father, drove mother crazy."

"Afterwards, I didn't want to see A Niang anymore. Whenever I saw her, I thought of my father's words and actions. Sister, I felt guilty for not protecting A Niang well. I also hated her. His blood was flowing on my body." .”

Xu Lianlang tightly hugged him into his arms, and pressed his forehead against his. I don't know whose tears got on whose lips, and licked into his mouth. The bitter people are heartbroken, and they have suffered all kinds of grievances. It was Lu Jieming who was humiliated, but Xu Lianlang was out of breath from crying.

It was like a big hand piercing through the darkness of the night, straight into the heart, leading her into a deeper, darker and more humid no man's land.

She originally thought that Lu Jieming's reluctance to interact with Concubine Rong now was due to the injuries caused by Concubine Rong, but she never thought that there was such a dirty thing behind these.

He was only ten years old, and he had seen his parents' ecstatic love with his own eyes. He had seen his father holding his mother in his hands and stepping on his feet.

Xu Lianlang's fingertips tightly strangled the quilt. There is no empathy in the world, but there is empathy.Lu Jieming's words seemed to lead her into such a situation, to experience Lu Jieming's situation and despair at that time.

Just like tonight, he was also desperate.

She cried so hard that she finally started hiccupping, one after another, so pitiful.

Lu Jieming distanced himself from her, he seemed to have eased out of his emotions, looked at her with a frown, raised his hand to help her wipe the tears streaming down her nose, and said to himself, "You always Such a kind heart, always crying like this, don't be deceived in the future."

Xu Lianlang choked up, and told him between crying, "Only you can make me cry like this."

Lu Jieming shook his head, there was a ray of morning light in the sky, and a ray of the rising sun emerged from the thick clouds, it was almost dawn.

The fragile night that only belonged to ten-year-old Lu Jieming is over, and at dawn, he will turn back to that indifferent and bad boy who doesn't get close to others.

His clear face concealed a bit of emotion, and the turmoil in his heart could not be calmed down, he said: "Sister, if there is a good place to go, you must leave the Suoyun Pavilion."

"You are so good, you don't belong here."

"You shouldn't waste time on me. I can't give you anything. As you can see, I'm just dragging you down. If I can't help but kill him, no one in Suoyun Pavilion will be able to escape."

It was rare for him to reveal his true heart, but unfortunately Xu Lianlang was exhausted and fell asleep after crying bitterly.

Lu Jieming looked at Xu Lianlang's sleepy eyebrows and stared at him for a long time, as if he wanted to carve this face into his bones and take it to the grave.

She has good eyes, and she is always soft when looking at herself. She loves him and loves him, and he knows it all.

Her mouth was pretty, and it was always upturned when she wasn't smiling, and she would tease him with witty things, and he knew she was trying to make him happy.

Her embrace was very warm, and it always made him reluctant to leave. His temper was so bad, and his words were so offensive, she didn't push him away.

He was attached to her warmth, but he didn't want to hurt her.

"If you showed kindness to me and my concubine mother because of the previous palace banquet, then it's really unnecessary, it's not worth mentioning..."

"You always say you want to accompany me, but in fact, I may not grow up at all."

He curled his lips into a chuckle, laughed at himself, glanced at the sky again, and quickly dressed.

Breaking away from the quilt that carried her warmth, the body was piercingly cold. He bent down to help her tuck the quilt up, looked back for the last time, and then braved the frost that had already risen, plunged headlong into the tenderness of late autumn. In the morning mist.

He remembered that every time the emperor finished his work, he would not allow anyone to follow him around the palace alone.