Chapter 17 Desperate

But my hair was faint, and my eyes were black and stiff, and my body braved the world of sweating, and my eyes disappeared.
Tears wet my eyes and I can’t tell the direction. I don’t know where to go. I can go straight ahead by feeling.
Even if you go to the grave, it’s so-called
It’s good to leave this sad, and if you leave, you won’t be heartbroken again.
As soon as my throat was sweet and my chest was covered with blood, I spit it out. Suddenly, I lost all my strength and couldn’t support myself any longer.
I heard a cry of horror before I fell into darkness.
"Yan son …"
When people are extremely sad, they often consciously dream of the past.
I feel like I’m in a fog, too. I’m in a past life, full of joys and sorrows, and the pain is repeated again and again in my dreams, which is extremely inconsistent with reality
In my dream, I saw myself abandoned on the street corner in stormy nights; At the age of ten, I was pushed into the water and no one saved me. I was drowned; But I saw mom and dad, who were afraid to hug each other and close their eyes to die in the explosion; I saw Shuwei bloody and crushed with my cell phone in the driver’s hand; I saw the doctor sigh and announce my death, and put the oxygen tube in my mouth …
Then I saw Bai Xihuang’s coldness and said that I wanted a concubine and I didn’t want you.
I chased after Bai Xihuang and disappeared into the fog without looking at me.
I fell down and thought hard. I don’t understand what I did wrong. All of you abandoned me and refused to take me. I don’t understand why I have lived for two generations, but I can’t escape the fate of being abandoned.
What did you do to me? What …
I screamed at the sky with my head in pain.
"The Empress has a nightmare, let me come" seems to be the sound of Qi Yun floating into my consciousness.
I still can’t open my eyes, and I don’t want to face the sad reality with my eyes open. I really want to never wake up in my dream.
However, I had to open my eyes when Qi Lu silver needle pierced my head acupuncture point.
"Yan Er, you are awake." The first thing that caught my eye was Bai Xihuang. He gently stroked my forehead and mouth with a silk comforting smile and asked me nervously, "What do you think is wrong?"
Seeing him, I felt that everything in my nightmare had come true, and the avalanche of pain overwhelmed me.
I think of what happened at the flower viewing banquet, the queen mother doodle, my isolation, and his hesitation, so I let go of my hand.
"I’m fine." I turned my head to avoid touching him and closing my eyes. "You go. I really don’t want to see you now."
Touching my forehead, my hand shook. It took me a long time to hear the rustling sleeves move his hand away from my forehead.
Bai Xihuang’s voice is low and painful. "Yan Er, are you so angry that I am so angry that I vomit blood?"
I shook my head with a soft pillow. "I’m not angry if it’s not white, and I’m not annoyed with you. I feel very sad. I’ve never been sad. You won’t know how much my heart hurts and even it can’t help bleeding."
"Yan son, why are you so stubborn to bury everything in your heart and not vent it at all? Why don’t you scold me for hating me? If you are willing to scold me, you won’t suffer from vomiting blood. "
I opened my eyes and looked at the top of the tent and smiled sadly. "Is there venting? Can this change everything?" I should have known that no matter how hard I try, there will be no good results. Do you believe that some people in this world are born to be unhappy? Only in this world will there be the word tragedy. Those people can always look at others’ happiness and bear their own sorrow. I happen to be one of them. "
If I don’t know anything, I’m always so unlucky
So now that I understand that life is like a drama, how can I see a comedy ending when I am given a tragic role?
"Yan Er, you won’t be like that. I won’t let you become like that."
Bai Xihuang held my hand and put it to her mouth, deeply kissing the painful ratio.
"Don’t you white? You made me a tragic figure, and you broke my heart, but even now I don’t want to blame you. Everyone has their own choices, and everyone has to choose their own responsibilities. I chose you and it is my own responsibility to get this ending. "
I am sad that I choose a man as an emperor, and he doesn’t want me to give up my interests. Who can blame me for being naive? Love can break through all obstacles.
"Yan son, what do you have to oppose my princess? They are interest chess. I won’t be emotional with them. What can they not take away from you? You are already a queen, the most noble woman in the world, and I will love you more to make up for it. Can’t you do this? "
Bai Xihuang’s refusal to me is still not white.
This is the difference between ancient people and modern people. We have different views on love. He believes that it is enough to give her a wife’s name and favor to love someone.
I accept the modern concept of one-on-one love. How can a girl accept her husband, three wives and four concubines? Love is not only spiritual loyalty, but also physical loyalty.
"No, you don’t. I don’t want a queen’s position. Even if you have no birthright, I will follow you willingly. I don’t want to share you with others."
Bai Xihuang avoided my conversation and sighed, "Yan Er, don’t think so much, have a good rest and keep good health. The fact that you are my queen will not change. We will discuss it later."
What is there to discuss about these things? Anyway, I won’t agree with him whether he will consider my feelings or not, and it’s beyond my control.
I just wanted to talk when I heard the curtain tilt and the bead jade hit the crisp ice.
A young bodyguard with a picture album came in, and I knew it was the personal bodyguard officer beside the Queen Mother.
"The Empress Dowager sent me to send you a picture album of ministers’ daughters, asking you to choose the right girl as soon as possible so as to fill the harem with scattered leaves and make the harem lively."