MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 19 be honest and open

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019 Be honest (this chapter is free)

Zong Zheng's worry-free eyes flowed on her face. This time, her gaze was calm, but behind the calm, there were vicissitudes that could not be put away. He looked at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed. Man Yan stared at his eyebrows, and he laughed unclearly.

Zongzheng Wuyou suddenly held her hand, her body stiffened, and he was pulled back like that, listening to him as he walked and said, "You need more rest when you recover."

She really couldn't keep up with the speed at which he changed his mind. His eyes were so gentle again, but without the slightest temperature, just like his hands, cold and cold. Suddenly she wondered, how warm would it be to get such a hand back to normal temperature?

Zong Zheng helped her back to bed, seeing that she had been watching him holding her hand, and thoughtfully, she asked, "Why, not used to it?"

Not unaccustomed, but very unaccustomed! He was moody and she could adapt, but his gentleness from time to time left her a little confused and unable to keep up with his rhythm. She searched for the words, slowly speaking, "His Royal Highness ..."

"When there is no one in the future, you can call my name!" He said irrefutablely, this time, seriously. After softening the voice, he said, "Slowly you will get used to it. Ah Man ... Rest first, I will come to see you in the afternoon." She let go of her hand, smiled elegantly, and waited for her to say nothing. She turned and left. Hooking a lip, maybe used to a woman, is not as difficult as he imagined, go for it.

Leaning lightly on the bed rail, his fingertips still had his coldness, and his eyes looked at the elegant back that gradually drifted away. Think of his different face every time he meets. For the first time, in the palace hall, there was no one in his arrogant and arrogant eyes. In fact, he was secretly competing with the emperor. What kind of hatred would make a person avoid seeing his father in such an extreme way? The second time, he was indifferent and ruthless. He regarded the woman as a viper but was merciless to the brother of the nine emperor who was born to a mother; the third time, he saw the ingenuity of her design of the dark entrance to the Longyue Tea Garden. A sentence "Liu Limu, Yue Huaren" praised her not tacky, "Women Dang Ru Shi" even broke the fact that she was dressed as men. When I tried the fruit tea, my eyes were dim, and the nostalgia and sorrow hidden in the bottom of my eyes. During the half-month lingering in the tea garden, Qing Xiao's lonely figure occasionally raised her eyes to stare at her with inquiry and expectation. On the last day, she said that as a woman, she should wait to marry a child at home, but in her answer that violated the concept of modern women, he was not surprised, and said with a smile that he would teach her to play chess. Come to think carefully, maybe every step is his careful temptation. But why did he bother trying to find a modern person?

The lunch was very rich, but she used it alone, and it was not interesting, so she ate it casually. I do n’t know what is going on with Linger now, and Zong Zheng has no worries about his sincerity.

"Master, master—" said Cao Cao Cao Cao, a figure rushed into the room and flew to her bed, looking nervously: "Master, that wicked prince did not bully you?"

Manyu shook his head, and stroked Linger's cheek with bruising bruises, very sorry, "I'm sorry, I'm in trouble with you."

Ling Er's eyes were red, and he swooped on his knees, bowed his head, and looked ashamed: "It's all useless to me, not only hasn't I fulfilled my responsibility to protect the master, but he has also worried about my business."

Manxi stretched her hands and said softly, "It's not your fault, get up! You know I don't like others kneeling."

The Zong Zheng who entered the house then raised his eyes without worry. Is it really a mirror? Only by giving her sincerity can she gain her sincerity? He instructed people to take Linger down to apply the medicine and rest, and then sat down beside the bed, smiling lightly and saying, "Your people have been released, and for a while, you will live here first ... it will be safer. Tea garden unblocked Things, wait a few days. "

He smiled a little and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you ... no worries!"

Zong Zheng's eyes were bright and his smile was very clear. He asked, "Are you interested in playing chess with me?"

Did he begin to understand the will of others? Manxi smiled cheerfully: "Okay."

The two sat next to the window, still her reds and blacks, each in their place. Zong Zheng has no worries for a moment, and said in a gentle tone: "Aman, let's play a game! Whoever eats one word of the other can ask a question ... No matter what the problem is, the other person must Answer. How, dare you play? "

The man looked up, facing the eyes that were as deep as the pond, the measurement at the bottom of the eyes was still, but very calm. Although he knows his purpose, the two players have similar chess skills. This gameplay is fair, and he saved the people in the garden with sincerity. So she responded.

There was only the shallow breathing of the two of them in the whole room. There was no one in the courtyard and it was very quiet. When the first red child was eaten, Zong Zheng looked up at her with a worry-free look, and asked the first question: "You come from another world, what is the age of that world?"

The question is simple and straightforward, but this question actually contains more than one. The first sentence is half guess. Man-chan replied, "The twenty-first century." She raised her hand, the reds fell, and the blacks were eaten. She asked, "Your mother, too, is from the twenty-first century?"

Zong Zheng froze worry-free, the same sentence, asked more than one question, he squinted his eyes and asked, "How do you know it's not me?"

He smiled lightly: "If you are a modern person, you will reflect the moment you pass the fruit tea and tea list to you, instead of always cautiously trying."

Zong Zheng nodded worry-free, and said, "How do you know it is my mother?"

Man smiled: "As before, guess! In fact, you are not sure if I am the same as you, but just know someone from that world. The next question."

Zong Zheng's apprehension was apprehensive, and it seemed that dealing with this woman was not as simple as trying hard. So he asked, "How did you come here?"

He took the chessman's hand for a meal, and slowly lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "Dead ... wake up, the soul has already entered this body."

The breeze fluttered and the hair was light. Her lowered eyelashes blocked the look in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a touch of irony. Zongzheng had no worries, and suddenly wanted to know how such a woman died? He thought and asked, "Why are you in that world?"

Manchan raised his eyes and glanced at him, and frowned, "This is another question! It's time for me to ask you. How did your mother ... die?"

Zongzheng was shocked. The **** in his hand was gripped tightly, his eyes cooled instantly. Man Yan stared directly at him, intuition that the icy coldness emerging from the bottom of his evil beautiful eyes had unknown pain. She suddenly smiled indifferently, and said, "You don't have to answer this question, just treat it as ... you don't ask me about the cause of death."

Zong Zheng looked at her in amazement, slowly put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up, faced the window, took a deep breath, and said, "How can I go to your world? People from there, here, here Can the world go back unexpectedly if it died unexpectedly? "

"I don't know." Looking at the chessboard wandering, this is the answer that Zongzheng worry-free wants to know! Unfortunately, she really didn't know. Because she never thought about going back, there was nothing in the world worthy of her nostalgia.

do not know? Can no one really give him the answer? Zongzheng frowned and said, "You never thought about going back? Wouldn't you miss your parents and relatives? I heard that the world is peaceful and beautiful, and people can live very easily. There is no royal conspiracy, monogamy, people It is perfect to treat people equally. "His mother once said that when he was a child.

He turned quietly, leaning his back against the wall, leaning his head back slightly, looking at the carved room beams, his eyes were empty, his tone was indifferent, and he said, "No world is perfect. Human nature is greedy and chases the name. Profit-seeking is always unavoidable. In the shopping malls, there are many frauds and conspiracies, and monogamy is just a system. Since ancient times, men like new and hate the old, and have a bad fortune. Miss Zhao who has no money has an affair and is rich. Just to take care of her lover, in the name of official business, she did n’t even bother to attend the funeral of her wife, but she was happy to be with her lover abroad ... so human nature is so beautiful, why? ”I do n’t know why, she suddenly said so much . Sometimes she was really negative, feeling tired and living without hope, and her heart was empty, but she still tried hard to live.

Zong Zheng was worried for a while, and the world that his mother has been thinking about has so much misery? In fact, this woman is right. Human nature is the same everywhere. Looking at the woman's indifferent expression, listening to her words that seemed to have nothing to do with her obviously affected her inner emotions. Even if she tried hard to suppress, he could still feel the sadness hidden in her tone. Suddenly he leaned down, his long fingers stroking the corners of her cool mouth, looking at her eyes, and softly saying, "Everything is an exception, not every man is as bad as you say."

His eyes faded from the coldness and gentleness, and his voice was clear and elegant, as if possessing magical powers beyond doubt. She trembled and whispered, "Yes? There are exceptions? I used to think so, but it was ridiculous ..." The sudden sadness that appeared in her clear eyes made him understand that she had been hurt. It was as if a thorn had penetrated into the apex of the heart unconsciously, and there was some fine pain. Before she finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The stunned body was different from the violentness in the garden, and different from the deliberate manipulation in the morning. This kiss, with a reassuring tenderness, seemed to kiss a wound that hoped for an early recovery, giving people a feeling The illusion of affection. She closed her eyes uncontrollably and let herself feel the beauty of this moment.

Zongzheng felt her relaxation, holding her face with her hands, the deeper the kiss, the more she couldn't stop, until she felt that she was about to suffocate, she let go of her, frowning, turning her head, breathing a bit thick.

The man turned his head in the opposite direction, breathing in a large mouth, shortness of breath, and a rapid heartbeat.

The afternoon sun was very warm, the breeze was blowing finely, and the two men twirled their hair, tangling and tangling. For a while, I didn't say a word, and I kept that posture for a long time. 2k novel reading network

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