The emperor's murmurings, which he had stopped, started again at this moment.
There was a panic in the bedroom, and no one dared to listen to what the king was saying.
Liu Qingyan frowned, lowered her head, "Emperor" voice was barely audible, "Xuanji" boom Five thunders struck, Liu Qingyan staggered slightly when she heard the name, her face turned pale.
She stared at Xiu Mao, as if she wanted to see through him.
There were doubts, panic, resentment, and unwillingness in her eyes.
"Xuan, I hate you" was intermittent, but it hit Liu Qingyan's ears little by little.
She relaxed slightly.
She was too nervous.
The king's memory was still sealed.
It was impossible for him to remember the past.
To Emperor Xuanji, the king There must be nothing but hate.
Thinking of this, Liu Qingyan's nerves relaxed a little bit again, and the hand caressing her burned face became more gentle.
The medicine doctors around were also very keenly aware of Mrs.
Xian's changes.
Although they had doubts in their hearts, no one dared to express them.
They all lay on the ground and continued to tremble.
"I miss you Xuanxuanji so much" Liu Qingyan stiffened, her face that had just regained its color turned white instantly, her expression froze, her pupils dilated, and the hand that stayed on Xilao's face also stiffened.
She looked at Xilao in disbelief, at the slightly opened lips.
Listening to every inaudible word he spat out, my body slumped back and almost fell.
Her chest was throbbing.
She was suddenly afraid that the king would wake up.
She was suddenly afraid.
She had a premonition that if the king woke up, there would be nothing between them.
Liu Qingyan stroked her chest with one hand and looked at the sleeping Yan Lan with resentment.
The hand that touched his face was gradually withdrawn stiffly, and her face was ashen.
In the darkness, scenes were switched back and forth, and most of the scenes were of a delicate woman dressed in light blue, with her long silver hair tied up randomly, and a silver bell tied around it, which kept ringing as she moved around. , the voice is so pleasant, the woman in the picture is sometimes gentle, sometimes playful, sometimes so strong that it makes people feel distressed, sometimes it makes people feel angry and itches their teeth, but no matter what, she is there in every scene.
The scenes are heartwarming and heart-wrenching.
But not long after the warmth, all the pictures turned to blood color, and the scarlet eyes shocked the senses.
Such a thrilling and tragic scene made people dare not face it.
The gentle woman stood among the corpses on the ground and smiled coldly.
It seemed that she was Laughing at him for being too naive, he just fell into a pool of blood of his family, wailing silently.
Scene after scene, grief, resentment, guilt, self-blame, all the emotions surged up, and in the dark silence, sounds and light began to pour in little by little.
The expression on Liu Qingyan's face was very strange.
The captain felt something was wrong and came up quickly, "Madam, please go back.
When the king wakes up, I will send someone to notify the madam immediately."
This sound also woke up Liu Qingyan who was trapped in a strange state.
Her sharp nails dug deeply into her flesh.
She gritted her teeth and glared at the captain who spoke, "What do I want to do?
Is it your turn to speak?"
The pale light was a bit dazzling, and the noise in his ears became more and more realistic.
These also drove away the cruel images occupying his mind.
Yanlao tried hard to open his eyes, tried hard to regain his sense of consciousness, and his His fingers moved, and his eyelids tried to open.
"I don't dare because of my humble position.
However, Your Majesty has told me that no one is allowed to disturb the King.
Madam has seen it now, so you can rest assured
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