Chapter 1242 What a Poor Man
Emperor Shitian gave Jiuwan another slap and said sternly: "Fart! If Xiaoqian has a deep mind, are there any innocent women in the world?!"
Jiu Wan spat out blood and lowered her head weakly, not caring about her injuries at all - as long as the hand did not hold her neck, she knew that her master had no intention of killing him.
She had no choice but to explain: "The master asked his subordinates to go and investigate the news, but they did. Madam must have concealed a lot of things about the 'sister' she mentioned. The subordinate's task has been completed."
Emperor Shitian's voice was stern: "But you hurt her, didn't you?! You can't even look down upon a person, you are incompetent! Now, go and bring everyone in your room to me."
Jiu Wan's expression was condensed, but he said "Yes" respectfully.
Such a resigned attitude finally made Emperor Shitian's expression soften a little.
After a while, Jiuwan brought all his personal maids over and watched with his own eyes as the maids turned into withered corpses.
Emperor Shaktian felt much better. He got up and got out of bed with a satisfied look on his face, as if he was savoring the beauty of the girl.
But his wound was still bleeding, but he didn't care.
After giving Jiu Wan a cold glance, he got up and went to Xiao Qian's room.
In the room, Xiao Qian was looking in the mirror to treat the wound on her forehead.
"Squeak..."
The door was pushed open gently.
The figure of Emperor Shakti was reflected in the mirror. She paused subconsciously and closed her eyes in despair.
In an instant, she opened her eyes again and asked in a trembling voice: "Tell me honestly, I am not your wife, and the child is not your son, right?"
Emperor Shitian did not say anything, while Xiao Qian was strong and calm and continued to apply the medicine.
But her trembling hands and the fact that she had not applied the medicine several times revealed her inner fear and uneasiness.
Fortunately, the portrait reflected in the bronze mirror is not so realistic, otherwise these subtle movements would not escape the eyes of this cunning Feng Xia.
She continued to muster up her courage and asked, "By not speaking, do you acquiesce?"
Emperor Shitian remained silent, looking at her thin figure.
In the past, I thought this was her beauty with sharp shoulders and a plain waist, but now she looks like a chick who has left home and lost the protection of her mother, shivering in the cold wind.
Is it because of being around you that you lose weight?
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this little girl hasn't had a good meal in a long time.
When Xiao Qian saw that he was silent, she thought to herself: "Actually, I can feel it even if you don't answer. If I were your wife, how could she dare to make trouble in front of me?"
"If I were your real wife, how could Jiuwan, a subordinate, dare to test me? If the child is your son, why don't you show any dedication?"
"I'm not stupid, I can feel what's true and what's false. You're very kind to me, I know it all in my heart."
"No matter how ruthless I am, I can still see that I am the exception in your heart, the only exception."
"How many times in the middle of the night have I vaguely remembered something, but I chose not to care."
"Because I can't remember anything in the first place, so I just want to bury the past too, so that I can spend my days with you with peace of mind."
"I have tried very hard to sincerely accept you, and I seriously want to spend the rest of my life with you, but your suspicion has broken my heart time and time again."
"I don't want to live such a life of fear anymore. If you want to abandon me or kill me, please do it. Don't let me live in fear of you."
Emperor Shitian was speechless, and after a while he said: "Again and again?"
Xiao Qian finally gave up applying the ointment. She threw the cotton ball on the ground angrily, turned around and looked at Emperor Shitian, with the ointment and tears on her face, and said embarrassedly: "You all treat me as a fool."
"You were injured, you arranged it deliberately! No matter how bad Hong Jiang is, he wouldn't dare to assassinate me. And just now, you asked Jiu Wan to test whether I remember the past, didn't you?"
"I dare not hide it from you. Although I can't remember the past, some vague fragments sometimes float through my mind. I seem to know someone who is very similar to Jiu Wan. She is her, and she has always been in my mind."
Xiao Qian pointed to the injury on her forehead: "I want to know whether the pain in my body hurts more, or the pain in my heart."
"But the moment I hit the door frame, I knew the answer. The pain in my body was far less painful than the pain in my heart."
"And your doubts and suspicions about me make my heart hurt."
Xiao Qian cried so much, and Emperor Shitian listened expressionlessly. In the end, he just said this: "I have no other intention, I just want to see your injury."
The hand that Xiao Qian held tightly finally let go.
Throughout the whole process, she did not mention Jiu Wan's seemingly unintentional provocation, and only confided her "feelings" for Feng Xia.
Obviously, Feng Xia relented.
She raised her face to Emperor Shitian: "Then why are you so far away? Don't you know how to get closer?"
As expected, Emperor Shakti came closer, lifted Xiao Qian's chin with his fingers, first wiped the tears and stains on her cheeks with a handkerchief, and then dipped a cotton ball in the medicine and gently applied it on the affected area.
He did it very carefully and conscientiously, and even made Xiao Qian lose her mind, thinking that the person standing in front of her was her beloved husband.
The two of them were so similar, even the way they looked at her was the same.
At this moment, Xiao Qian finally understood that the man in front of her did not just want to possess her, nor did he treat her like this just to make her husband angry.
The man in front of her, like her husband, was truly passionate about her.
This kind of look cannot be faked.
After applying the medicine, Emperor Shitian sat in front of her and looked at her in the mirror, his expression filled with tenderness.
Emperor Shitian said: "Actually, I am not a good person. I remember the first time I saw you under the crabapple tree. At that moment, I felt that you were the most beautiful and pure person in the world."
"I long to be close to you and possess you. I want to use your purity and clarity to wash away the blood on my hands. I am attached to your beauty like spring rain that cleanses the world, so I want to possess you."
"But after you lost your memory, your personality also changed. You became rude and irritable, and you also became smart and calculating. You are not even the same as before. When you look at me, there is no impurity in your eyes, but I find that I still can't help myself.
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"I am the devil, and you are my heart. I am surrounded by darkness. The only gleam of light is right at the top of my heart, beating all the time, 'bounce...bounce...bounce...'."
In fact, he lied.
His heart stopped beating.
Because the heart is a weak point, he didn't want it anymore.
It is precisely because there is none that it is so important.
Di Shitian's words made Xiao Qian shed tears.
At this moment, her tears were not a disguise, nor a fear, nor a weapon to hide her emotions.
But pity for Feng Xia.
At this moment, Feng Xia's sincerity made her feel distressed and pitiful, and she couldn't help but shed tears of distress.
If Feng Xia knew that the beauty he protected with his life was not real and was full of scheming and calculation, how would Feng Xia react?
Xiao Qian couldn't help but think that if she had met Feng Xia first, maybe the love that she had been giving up in her heart might have turned into Feng Xia, right?
But everything comes first, first served, her heart has already been given to "Brother Che", and there is no reason to share it with anyone else.
Moreover, she is timid and loves to cry. She is only suitable for brother Che's gentleness like a spring breeze, but cannot bear Feng Xia's uncertain love.
And just because Feng Xia is pitiful at this moment, it cannot be used to erase his indiscriminate killing spree, let alone the evil deeds he has done.
Otherwise, where can those who died because of him go to make sense? Aren't those souls who died innocently because of him pitiful?
Thinking of this, Xiao Qian patted Feng Xia on the head and sighed: "I understand your friendship and I am very grateful, but one size fits all."
However, Feng Xia grabbed Xiao Qian's hand and put her head against it, like a drifting ship that finally found a docking harbor.
He misunderstood Xiao Qian's words, and thought that what Xiao Qian said was that his feelings could not offset the harm to Xiao Qian.
But he didn't know that what Xiao Qian said was: His kindness does not mean that he can get his sincerity, so one code equals the other.
Xiao Qian wanted to pull her hand away, but was caught by Emperor Shaktian again.
When she raised her eyes, she saw the pleading in Emperor Shaktian's eyes.
Emperor Shaktian said: "I have lost my male ability in order to practice my special skills. I can see that you are afraid of me. Don't worry, I can't do anything to you at all. I just want to be with you, that's all."
That’s all.”
Losing ability?
So where did Wen Yin come from?
What Xiao Qian doesn't know is that only by becoming a real fortune teller will she lose her fertility.
But that time with Su Yun, he was not a fortune teller yet.
Seeing Xiao Qian deep in thought, Emperor Shitian immediately said: "You don't have to worry, there will be no happiness in the future. My end is approaching. Now that every day is passing, I don't know how long I can stay with you. After I die,
, you can live a good life."
Chapter completed!