The sound of suona came from the palace. Chi Yao, who was wearing a wedding dress and a red dress, sat in front of the dressing table. The familiar person behind her was no longer dressing.
She lowered her eyes, not looking at herself in the bronze mirror, because she knew that the sadness in her eyes was difficult to hide.
The queen appeared behind her and gently combed the ends of her hair.
"Your Majesty... still can't bear to leave you."
"I know, but sister-in-law, isn't this the fate of our royal children?"
Chi Yao looked at the queen through the bronze mirror. The slightly frowned eyebrows, the sadness in her eyes, and the forced smile at the corner of her mouth made the queen couldn't help but tilt her head and couldn't bear to look.
The queen personally helped her into the sedan chair of her distant bride and drove her away. The emperor looked at her quietly after the sedan chair, and watched the little sedan disappear at the palace gate.
Chi Yao, who was covered by a hijab, was already filled with moisture, and her reddish eyes added a hint of pity.
Since leaving the capital, she always felt as if something was passing through her body, but she did not want to be treated by the imperial doctor who followed her.
The swaying sedan chair made her clutch her chest, and the narrow space made her breathless.
They traveled like this for several days, and after entering a city, they planned to stop and rest for a while.
But he didn't expect to suddenly encounter a group of robbers. A black shadow quietly entered Chi Yao's room and took her away.
Chi Yao, dressed in red, was held in his arms, avoiding everyone's eyes nimbly.
She also stayed in his arms very obediently, without fussing or calling for help, which made the dark figure somewhat stunned for a moment.
Seeing that the inn where he stayed was getting further and further away, Chi Yao still spoke, and her sweet voice sounded softly.
"Ziqing."
The man froze on the spot, holding her hand tighter and tighter, and said softly "Yeah".
Ever since he rejected her request that day, she knew that today would eventually happen. It was the first time that he rejected her, but she was not surprised.
"Let's go back."
The soft voice of the person in his arms was a little tired and helpless, but it still sounded extremely gentle.
This simple sentence actually made the calm-minded Buddha's eyes turn red, and a drop of wetness fell on her collarbone, as if it was dripping on her heart.
She closed her eyes, but did not dare to look up at her red eyes. There was a bit of cruelty in her sweet voice.
"Let's go, they're going to react."
Su Ziqing lowered her head and groped towards that place. The kiss was gentle but yet aggressive, making her lose her mind for a moment. A tear fell from his slightly closed eyes, falling from the corner of his eyes to the delicate jawline. .
Chi Yao raised her hand slightly to wipe away the tears. Su Ziqing put her down and looked at her reluctantly. The nostalgia in his eyes seemed to want to carve her into his memory.
"Yao Yao, come with me, okay?"
The soft prayer words seemed to carry the last trace of hope, and the slender fingers pulled her sleeves, hoping that she would hold his hand.
But the next second, she brushed his hand away, cutting off his last extravagant hope.
She turned her back to him, trying hard to restrain her trembling body and crying voice, "We have no way out, it's too late..."
Su Ziqing's suppressed crying made Su Ziqing's outstretched hand hang in the air, but in the end he still didn't take that step to embrace her in his arms.
He curled up and retracted his hands, and the red eyes made him lose his usual composure and look desolate.
He is no longer qualified.
