I govern the country by beauty

149. I am not a quick-tempered person. When I came to the frontier in a carriage, I never felt that time passed so slowly.Now I'm sitting on horseback, even though my internal organs are all twisted together due to the bumps, I didn't let Xi Zhi stop.

I just feel that the road is so long that it seems to have no end.

No matter how unpopular I am, I am a member of the royal family after all, and I have been pampered since I was a child.I have never felt that riding a horse is such a tormenting thing. The skin on the inner thigh has been worn away, and the wound is rubbing against the lining fabric. I am in pain and burst into cold sweat.I was already running, but when the horse under me suddenly jumped into a puddle, I leaned over and was about to fall.

The man in front of me pulled the reins abruptly, and stretched out his hand to support my waist. I didn't care about being rude for a moment, and put my hands on his shoulders tightly until I stabilized my figure.And from the beginning to the end, Xi Zhi just looked at me with his head sideways, without saying a word.I sneered twice, and withdrew my hand on his shoulder in embarrassment.

Maybe it was my terrified face that made Xi Zhi feel a little pity, he grabbed my wrist and tugged it to his side, then put my hand on his waist.My face was pressed against his back, and the delicate shoulder blades of the young man hurt my face, but I felt very at ease in my heart.

"Will you die if you hug me?"

His tone was cold, but the ridicule and disgust in his words were very clear.My arms around his waist were tightened, and I even tried my best to breastfeed, but the person in front of me still looked calm.

It seems that I am not strong enough to strangle him directly.

150. I don't know how long it will take to get from the camp to the palace. I seem to be tireless on horseback, but when I stand behind the window and look at the pale face and bloodless lips of the man on the bed, I am always nervous. The taut thread seemed to be snapped.His plain fingers held onto the spoon, and he leaned on the couch to give it to his hand little by little, and there were beautiful wrinkles between his calm brows.

When I was a child, my craving for sweets almost reached the point of insanity, making me drink that dark soup almost killed me.Even though my neck and cheeks are weirdly pink because of the high fever, I still stand firm like a soldier.

The young man came into my room at some point. He took the bowl from the nanny and sat down beside my bed. He brushed away the sweaty hair from my forehead. The slightly upturned fox eyes were full of tenderness that I couldn't understand. .

"Fourth brother, this sachet with a gilt border is really pretty." I was a little envious in my heart, the sachet was given to every prince by my father, except mine.My father said that I am not worthy of this gilt gold, so I will give me one inlaid with night pearls in a few days.But I waited for a long time, and my father didn't mention it again. I felt aggrieved and asked my concubine mother. She was painting Koudan on her nails, and she glanced at me: "Maybe your father thinks that Ye Mingzhu and you are the same. Not quite."

At first I thought this was wrong, but now I see this gold-plated sachet hanging on my fourth brother's body, it is really very beautiful.

"Then give it to Yue'er." The fourth brother took off the sachet and put it in my hand, holding the bowl again and looking at me with a smile.

With short hands, I sighed and opened my mouth, watching the black concoction enter my mouth.The bitterness almost melted into every drop of blood, so bitter that my facial features were all wrinkled together, like an old man who is over seventy years old.I don't want to take a second sip, the fourth brother smiled helplessly, he took a spoonful and put it into his mouth, but he didn't even move his eyelids for such a bitter medicine.

"I'll drink with Yue'er, okay?"

151. The fourth brother doesn't know suffering, but now he is frowning at a bowl of concoction.

The fourth brother drank half a bowl and put it aside. He leaned against the bed and stared at the things in his hand in a daze.I originally planned to leave, but before I turned around, I heard a few violent coughs coming from the room. He bowed his body, and his brows and eyes were full of pain.I opened my mouth to call him, but my throat was so dry that I couldn't make any sound.

Because I saw the shocking scarlet on his snow-white cuffs, and the small wooden statue in his palm.

At that moment, the grievance, resentment and unwillingness hidden in my heart seemed to be turned into smoke, and those emotions seemed insignificant at this moment.

It turns out that the fourth brother is a human being, not a vixen, he will get sick, he will feel bitter when taking medicine, and he will die one day.

152. I don't have the habit of turning back when I walk, so I didn't see the black shadow falling from the roof when I turned to leave, nor did I see the slight curve of the lips of the man on the couch.