MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 222 Finale (19)

222 Finale (19)

Every word is like a blade, cut in her heart.

An emperor, Rong Qiru was struck by lightning, his body was stiff, and his face was instantly white. He seemed to think that he had heard it wrong. He stared at Rongle kneeling, "You ... what do you call me?"

He didn't use the self-proclaimed symbol of supremacy, in front of her he was just him.

Rongle slowly raised his head, restraining the trembling of his voice, and said, "Brother Huang."

He has always been a man who is calm and calm, no matter what he encounters. At this moment, his body trembled fiercely and fell back to his chair. No word can describe the sadness and despair in his eyes at this moment. The eyes that had just been stunned suddenly became empty.

What could be more desperate than that? The person he loves turned out to be his own sister!

"You all step back." He held back the people around him, staring at her eyes, "Why ... don't you tell me earlier?"

Rongle avoided his gaze and did not answer. She didn't know how to answer. When she sneaked out from the beginning, when she accidentally met him in the remote and unmanned pavilion, she didn't know his identity, and didn't dare to easily tell her identity. Out, imagine that a person who should have stayed in Lenggong appeared outside Lenggong, and the guards who guarded Lenggong were completely unaware that she would die if she spread it out. But when she could say it, she couldn't say it.

Rong Le knelt on the ground without moving, and Yu Guang in the corner of his eyes glanced at Rong Qi, who could not find the answer, turned pale, slowly stepped down, and slowly walked away with a slight cough. She looked at his frivolous steps, her lonely back, and silently shed two tears ...

Lying on the ground, Mandai Dai's eyebrows were frowned, and Rongle in her dream tightened her heart about Rong Qi, making her almost unable to breathe. The dream was so long that she seemed to have gone through more than a decade of her own life, exhausted, but unable to wake up.

It was another sleepless night under a cold moon. Rong Le, who was taken out of the cold palace, lived in Changle Palace, a newly repaired palace. The courtyard here is free of dead branches and weeds, and there are no broken windows and white windows in the house, and some are exquisite. Pavilions, picturesque scenery, soft beds in the house, good silk quilt ... she no longer needs to sleep in the corner of the corner, worried that she will be awakened by freezing in the winter night, no longer need to see the palace maid The eunuchs' faces, the hard leftovers that the minions did not eat ... But she was still unhappy, and even the disguised smile could not be as bright as before.

Rong Qi's face became paler and paler, and his mild eyes became deeper and harder to detect every day. He stepped into Changle Palace for the first time to see her. As an elder brother, he was sitting opposite Rongle, holding the tea she made for him, her fingertips were white, her eyes were down, and she was looking at the two pieces floating in the water in the cup. The green tea leaves staggered, one sinking to the bottom of the cup, and the other still floating aimlessly.

Rong Le sat quietly, looking at the cup in front of him, and didn't speak.

After a while, Rong Qi only looked up at her, her eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish, and she slowly said, "The situation at the border has been unstable recently. Today, the ministers proposed that you go to the kingdom of heaven and kiss."

Rongle's hand holding the cup twitched slightly, raising her eyes slightly, and to the sadness and pain that could not be hidden in Shang Rongqi's eyes, she hurriedly looked away, staring at a white wall, and her mind never faded ten years ago. Scenes, the tortured head, the valley torn by flesh and blood ... and the seven years of care and love that her parents gave her. She bit her lip. "OK. I'll go."

She whispered, but her tone was firm. Rong Qi's eyes opened, his eyes full of horror were faint, and the hot tea in his hand spilled out, but his pale hands were unknowing.

She knew in her heart that this was just an excuse he came to see her, but she pretended not to know, and pretended not to see his reaction, and said: "I have a condition, I want to marry the royal family. Even if it is not a prince, it must be the emperor My favorite prince. "

Rong Qi's eyes changed again and again, and he fixed her eyes halfway, and the mist rising from the glass obscured the sight of the two.

The cup of tea, held in the palm of my hand, never drank. He didn't know how long before he turned his head, closed his eyes, got up, and left his sleeve.

The next day, early in the morning. When Rong Le got up, no one in the palace could see her. She was wondering, so she saw a tall man dressed as a maid, stepping into the house, and threw her a set of the same maid clothes, "Change."

Upon hearing his voice, Rong Le said in amazement: "Brother Huang? How do you dress like this?"

Rong Qi frowned, urging: "Quickly change clothes, I will take you out of the palace to play."

Rong Le's eyes brightened and her heart moved slightly. She had been trapped in this palace for ten years. She had wanted to go out and look at the sky outside, but it seemed to her that it was just an extravagant hope, unless she got married. After changing their clothes, the two men left a token in the name of leaving the house.

The sky is wide and the streets are bustling.

Rongle seemed to be a bird flying out of the cage, and the haze of the day was swept away. She turned to look at Rong Qi, a woman who walked unnaturally. Where is this like an emperor? She couldn't help laughing, "Elder Brother Qi is still a beauty!"

Rong Qijunxiu's face was a little stiff, but he was not angry. He turned to look at the woman's bright smile and clear eyes. He had a moment of sorrow, which seemed to remind him of the happy time before the two of them. : "In my heart, no matter how beautiful the world is, no one can match you half way. What's more, I'm a man, and I'm not allowed to use the word" beauty "to describe me in the future."

Rong Le smiled brighter and brighter.

They found a shop, changed clothes, rented a carriage, chose a direction at will, and came to a small village near the river ...

You know here, this is where she and Qiyun Emperor lived for four months. However, at this time, the ginkgo tree was still empty, there were no houses, no courtyards, no hollyhocks, and no paved paths.

Rong Le likes ginkgo trees very much, and she turns around those trees with a happy face.

Rong Qi suddenly said: "Ronger, we ... won't we go back to the palace? Okay? Just build two houses here, and no one knows us." He had hope in his eyes, and sadness, which was usually hidden in An invisible expression behind the deep.

Rongle's eyes moved and he laughed casually: "Okay." In her opinion, he was just joking. He is emperor, how could he leave the palace, leave the whole country, and live with her here?

Rong Qi was surprised, holding her hand, and asked uncertainly: "Really? Are you really willing?"

Rong Le froze, hurriedly broke his hand, and looked back and forth around those trees to hide her embarrassment and unnaturalness.

Rong Qi stepped forward to hold her again, pulled her over, looked at her eyes very seriously, and said, "When the house is built, we will be married here."

Shocked, married? "Are you talking nonsense? How can we get married, you forgot, we are ... brothers and sisters." She lowered her eyes, trying to cover the twinkle in her eyes.

Rong Qi's eyes were no longer the sorrow of learning her identity at first. His eyes sank, and his usual gentleness and elegance were gone, leaving only a huge storm that was brewing sharply.

He suddenly pushed her against the tree, so strong that it hurt her back. She frowned, wondering why he was suddenly angry? Become so abnormal.

Rong Qi's hands clasped her shoulders tightly, her eyes darkened, and the whole person oppressed.

"You, you ..." Rongle was startled, a little flustered, and stuttered, wondering what to say.

Rong Qi didn't wait for her to finish, and her lips blocked her mouth with the extremely hot temperature, as if eager to melt her.

She froze, reacted, and her mind began to confuse. The strange throbbing made her heart pound, as if it weren't hers.

After a burst of angry fury kisses in his heart, he began to become gentle. Leaving her lips a little, and twitching the corners of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, she trembled slightly if she was hit by a current. She opened her eyes and looked at the concentrated and intoxicated expression on the handsome face close by. She suddenly wanted to just forget everything and stay with him.

Rong Qi finally let go of her lips and took her into her arms, holding her breathless. He said in her ear: "I don't care! No matter who you are, I will be with you. No one can stop it. When the house here is built, it will be our marriage."

Maybe his words were too sweet, maybe his voice was too gentle, Rongle couldn't help raising his hand to hug his waist, and whispered: "What about your country?"

"Jiangshan, never mine."

"Not yours? Whose is that?"

Rong Qi let go of her body and held her hand. She didn't want to continue the topic, "Ronger, where do you think our house should be built?"

She no longer asked much, looked around, and laughed: "I like these ginkgo trees, just cover them here. In autumn, when the wind blows, the yard is full of golden yellow ginkgo leaves, it must be beautiful!"

Rong Qixinyue said: "Okay. I will surround a yard with more flowers and plants. What kind of flowers does Ronger like? How about peony?"

Rongle's eyes were bright. "I don't like peony. I think Hollyhock flower is very good. When it is summer, the whole yard will be full and a holy white ..." 2k novel reading network