Chapter 257 Substitute Bai Yueguang? (1)
"Zhi Zhi, wake up, Zhi Zhi."
Ye Nanzhi saw the man sitting in front of her bed again. He picked up a knife and cut off his wrist, and rich blood emerged from the cut area...
"Hey, why are you hurting yourself?" Ye Nanzhi asked him puzzledly.
The man raised his eyes, his eyes were blank, unable to find a place to stay, and there was deathly silence in his dark pupils.
"Ye Nanzhi!"
As the woman finished speaking, a basin of water was poured down on her, chilling her to the core.
Ye Nanzhi shuddered and opened her eyes. A palace maid in palace clothes stared at her fiercely.
"Damn girl, why don't you get up and work!"
Ye Nanzhi glanced around without leaving any trace. The wooden house was full of sleeping berths, and the maids in palace clothes hurried out.
Some memories belonging to the original owner shuttled through her mind, and so on... This time she actually knew the appearance of the male and female protagonist in advance!
"Didi-di-" There seemed to be something calling urgently in my mind.
"Zhizhi, help him, don't let him die."
Help whom? Who will die?
The voice only appeared once and then disappeared, without answering her question.
When Ye Nanzhi's brain was down, her elder aunt pinched her arm and said, "Damn girl, your wings are hard, right?"
She frowned in pain and took a step back, "I know I was wrong, aunt."
She wished she could pinch him back!
"Humph, I can't cure you, a little girl? Follow them on duty, if you dare to be lazy." The aunt made a gesture of twisting her arm.
Ye Nanzhi chased after him with his eyebrows lowered submissively, why are you so fierce!
She followed at the end, and finally entered a palace, dawdling at the splendid wall pillars, which were too big for her to hold in her arms.
The maids who came with her all lowered their heads. She walked away as soon as she got closer to someone. She cleaned the palace with all her strength, but other than that, she didn't dare to make any other small moves, let alone whisper to each other.
Are you so dedicated? But she just wants to be lazy.
Not only were her hands icy, but the water-soaked clothes on her body made her tremble and she couldn't even hold the handkerchief.
After wiping herself, she entered the inner room. There were lights on inside in broad daylight, and it was much warmer than outside.
Whoever likes this job can do it! Anyway, she quit, she was too cold.
She reached out to the kerosene lamp, trying to absorb its warmth.
Something clicked behind him, and when he turned around, Ye Nanzhi only saw a jade screen with green bamboo and flowing water embroidered with gold thread.
She looked away, her hands already feeling the slightest warmth, but her body was still shivering from the cold. What she needed most now was actually a change of dry clothes.
The warm yellow candlelight reflected on her beautiful little face, Ye Nanzhi did not dare to stay longer, she picked up the handkerchief placed aside and planned to leave.
With a "whoosh" sound, the sharp sword cut through the air and picked off the handkerchief in her hand. Ye Nanzhi's pupils tightened, and he raised both hands upward in a gesture of surrender.
The cold and cold sword light flashed before her eyes, and the sword's heart was pointed directly at her brow.
Ye Nanzhi was scared to death.
"Who allowed you to come in?"
No... no one let her in, but Ye Nanzhi didn't dare to say anything.
With his lowered eyes slightly raised, he saw the bright yellow satin on the man holding the sword.
"Your Majesty, spare your life." Ye Nanzhi tremblingly bent one leg, not daring to raise his head to look at anyone.
In fact, she didn't want to kneel down, but saving her life was more important.
Unexpectedly, the knee had not yet bent. The man said coldly: "Cut it off."
Ye Nanzhi: "..." She really couldn't bend these legs.
Several eunuchs came in from outside and held her down several times.
The sword hit the floor with a "bang", and the remaining edge of the sword caused the sword to vibrate slightly.
Before he turned his eyes, Ye Nanzhi raised his head. He wanted to yell at him, but he never wanted to meet his eyes - the male protagonist, Wei Changfeng!
Several eunuchs dragged her out. Before Ye Nanzhi begged for mercy, Wei Changfeng said coldly: "Get out."
"Ouch!"
Ye Nanzhi was hit hard by them.
Wei Changfeng frowned and knelt down to ask her lovingly: "Does it hurt?"
Nonsense, it hurts like hell.
But what was even more strange was Wei Changfeng's attitude towards her, as if he was a different person.
He carefully picked her up and placed her on the armchair. His long and thin fingertips touched her cold clothes, and his eyebrows gathered with coldness.
"Who dressed you?"
Ye Nanzhi:? ? ? Don’t all the palace maids dress like this?
She took a bath inexplicably and changed her clothes. Even her headdress was removed. The maids came in and out of the palace to wait on her.
"Nanzhi, you must remember us little sisters."
A man in palace clothes was finally willing to speak, and then she was wrapped up and put on Wei Changfeng's bed.
Ye Nanzhi: ...Is it necessary to wear clothes?
I don't know when an earth dragon started burning inside, and it became extremely warm.
Wei Changfeng walked in from outside and sat on the couch in a good mood. Seeing that he was about to kiss him, Ye Nanzhi quickly turned around and avoided it.
My little heart was pounding, and I felt like there was insufficient blood supply to my brain.
Wei Changfeng glared with dissatisfaction, "Didn't you say you would always like Gu'er?"
Who said that? Did the original owner say that? But this didn’t come to mind at all!
"Your Majesty, have you recognized the wrong person..." she asked cautiously.
She shouldn’t be the one on the dragon bed! It's just warm though.
And was Wei Changfeng acting coquettishly towards her? He must have been the one who wanted her head just now! Schizophrenic?
"You won't admit your mistake, Manman."
Manman, who is Manman?
"Your Majesty, this servant is not called Manman."
Is it full of nicknames for the heroine?
"I know that you are Zhi Zhi."
Ye Nanzhi: "..." Crazy, what are you talking about!
"Your Majesty, can you help me get this out of the way?"
She felt like a cicada now, crawling in the darkness.
"Okay." Wei Changfeng said in a negotiating tone: "But Zhizhi cannot escape."
Ye Nanzhi nodded, where could she escape to?
Wei Changfeng picked her up, with the corners of his mouth raised, and loosened the brocade quilt that restrained her little by little.
"Zhizhi, I miss you so much."
Ye Nanzhi's hand was tightly restrained by him.
Is this being used as a substitute? Although I don’t know which one it is.
"Your Majesty, can you let go of me?"
"No."
He held her and shook her like a child begging for candy.
But with his tall body, it was really difficult for Ye Nanzhi to convince himself to treat him as a child.
She was still thinking about this, but Chang Neck could already feel the wetness, and Wei Changfeng cried.
"Your Majesty..." His cry made Ye Nanzhi at a loss.
"Every time I dream, I can only see your leaving figure. I want to keep you but I can't catch you."
Ye Nanzhi: "I'm here!"
She didn't know why she became soft-hearted, and emphasized again and again: "I am here."
But that was clearly not her.