Chapter 52 one

Khalil imprisoned me in the back garden of the palace. There is an independent courtyard on the right side of the rockery in the garden. My studio is my cell. Khalil didn't have to worry about me running away, he used me to restrain the princess, and the princess to restrain me.He is very clear that under any circumstances, I will not do anything against the princess. Because of Ulugh Beg's escape, Khalil lost trust in the princess.However, considering that the princess is the biological daughter of the former Emperor Dayuan, and she only likes children and dislikes politics by nature, Khalil had to treat her extrajudicially and gave her a chance of surviving.

However, there is only one such opportunity. Khalil may put the princess to death at any time after showing the world his generosity.Once he decides to do it, all he needs is a suitable excuse. I should be one of his excuses, but fortunately, I will never let him succeed. At first, Khalil just wanted me to design a jade bracelet for his new concubine. Under my persuasion, he temporarily added other accessories, including a gold hairpin, a pair of agate earrings, a string of pearl necklaces, Two emerald bracelets, I said to him, and I will adorn his bride with jewels, so that all those present at the wedding feast will marvel at her luxury and beauty.It was that line that worked for Khalil.

I work around the clock, it's my way of solitude.Khalil didn't need guards at all. My loyalty to Princess Oela and my passion for designing jewelry kept me locked in my room more than any guard.The sun, the moon, the stars, wind, frost, rain and dew are the sources of my inspiration. I am immersed in an art world that belongs only to me, and have no time to care about others. Occasionally, during dinner, Khalil would visit me in my studio and let me have a drink with him.At this time, we never mentioned Princess Oela, Shaharu, Pier or his father Miransha, we only talked about his bride.

I knew his wedding day was approaching, and it was strange that I couldn't see much excitement on his face, he was really a worried bridegroom. This is really strange!Khalil at this time is really a bit like when Shahru and the concubine got married. On the first night of Khalil's big wedding reception, he came to pick up all the jewelry I had designed for his bride.The jewelry box was carefully selected by me. Khalil opened every box and took out every piece of jewelry to admire. Finally, he said: "The princess is really a strange woman." I don't misunderstand what he meant by that statement.

He is right, if there is no Princess Oela, there would be no Cecia today. It is the princess' insight and endless trust that made me. After seeing all the jewelry, I helped Khalil put them back in their place.Khalil kept looking at me, and when I looked up, I suddenly found a pair of dark eyes shining with a light that I couldn't understand.As for men, I don’t know much about them so far. Apart from Shaharu, the only man I’m closest to is Ayi Lai. They are so simple and transparent in front of me, and I never need to bother to understand them. The jewelry was finished, but Khalil showed no sign of leaving in a hurry. He sat down and asked me for a cup of tea.I was concerned about whether the princess would attend his wedding, he said: "I invited Princess Oela." After a pause, he added: "Pi Er will also attend the wedding banquet."

This news surprised me a bit. Pi Er was the only heir to the throne chosen by King Timur during his lifetime. He had his own fiefdom, army and many followers. King Timur's love for him made him the strongest opponent after Khalil seized the throne.King Timur suddenly died of illness, and Khalil took advantage of the favorable location to occupy the palace of Samarkand. Pier returned from the fief immediately after hearing the news, and expressed his fierce opposition to the war.It can be said that compared with Shaharu, Omar and others, Pier is the first person that Khalil needs to consider cutting off.

Pi Er led the army to attack Samarkand.At first, Khalil was no match for Pi'er, and suffered several defeats, almost losing the royal city.However, Khalil was victorious in the end, and he drove Pier back to the fief. Pier originally wanted to join forces with Shahru, so he sent someone to contact Shahhru, and Shahru gave him moral support without hesitation.As for the dispatch of troops, Shah Ruth said that he had to wait for the opportunity on the grounds that his son Ulugh Beg was still in the hands of Khalil. Pi Er didn't want to wait any longer.He couldn't wait to regain the throne and avenge his defeat. He organized his troops in the fief, recruited mercenaries, and attacked Khalil again.Pi'er was coming fiercely, and Khalil accepted the minister's suggestion, took the initiative to attack, and started a decisive battle with Pi'er near Gejining.

Pi Er was unlucky, and still won first and then lost, and finally became Khalil's prisoner. At the same time, Ulugh Beg escaped from the cage smoothly with the rescue of Princess Oeira, Aiku and others. After Peer was arrested, Khalil sent people to keep him under strict surveillance. I didn't know until later that I was actually very close to him when he was detained.Behind the house where I work there is a dungeon where important prisoners were held in the Harzhan era, and Peer was imprisoned in the dungeon. I wondered why Khalil wanted Pi Er to attend his wedding ceremony. Wasn't he afraid that Pi Er would take the opportunity to escape, or that he had reached some kind of agreement with Pi Er in private?

I don't care about Pi Er, and I don't bother to guess.Now, I have nothing to do, but want to see the princess immediately.I believe that during the time I was concentrating on designing jewelry in the back garden, the princess must have visited me, but Khalil stopped her with various excuses. There was good tea sent by Khalil in my room, and I made it for him, hoping that he would finish and leave.I want to sleep, I'm exhausted from all the hard work these days.Strangely, Khalil drank all the pot of tea and still had no intention of leaving. He said something casually, and I answered casually. Later, I fell asleep unknowingly on the chair.

I had several dreams that were not very long. In the last one, I dreamed that Khalil suddenly stretched out his hands and strangled the princess by the neck. I was so frightened that I woke up with a start.When I woke up, I realized that I was no longer in the chair. At some point, I slipped out of the chair and fell asleep on the carpet. The oil lamp on the table was still on, proving that I hadn't slept too long.However, I didn't cover anything on my body, which made me feel a little cold.I stood up from the carpet and wanted to move back to the bed. I just took a step and stopped again. What I saw made me go stupid.

I rubbed my eyes hard, hoping I was wrong.Unfortunately, I was not mistaken, there was someone asleep in my bed, and it was Khalil. My goodness, Khalil isn't leaving!Not only did he not leave, he even slept on my bed! Suddenly, a wave of ignorant anger rushed from the bottom of my heart to my face, and my face became hot. How dare Khalil sleep in my bed! Anger made me forget that he is King Khalil now.I picked up the teapot from the table and weighed it. There was still water in the teapot. I went to the bed and poured the tea on his face. Khalil was attacked by the tea and sat up suddenly.Without knowing why, his first reaction was to reach out to touch the waist knife, but his hand was empty.I was worried that he would endanger me, so I took his waist knife away before pouring tea. Khalil woke up and glared at me, "What are you doing!" I also glared at him: "What are you doing!" Khalil looked down at the bed where he was asleep, and said calmly, "I must be asleep, right?" "nonsense!" "you listen to me……" "No need! Why don't you go? Besides, why are you sleeping in my bed!" "You sleep on the ground, the room is so small, where can I sleep if I don't sleep on the bed? Do you mean that I should hug you on the bed and sleep together?" Khalil has never been a frivolous person in my impression, but at this moment, he actually smiled at me frivolously. I raised my hand to his cheek, and he moved faster than me, grabbing my wrist.His strength is amazing, I am not his opponent at all, I was firmly restrained by him, and then he twisted my arm lightly, and I fell into his arms involuntarily. I looked at him in panic.His face was very close to mine, and his eyes were like deep ancient wells, the water of which reflected the moonlight, bright as a mirror.While my anger remained the same, I was not impressed by the word "disgusted" at his prank.Everyone has complex sides, and Khalil is no different. "Let me go! Let me go!" I shouted at the top of my voice. I just yelled twice, he strangled my throat with his hands, and I was so scared that I shut my mouth in time.I tried my best to break free from his hand, the more I struggled, the harder he tried, I was pinched by him and I couldn't breathe, my chest was oppressed.Suddenly, the fear of death hit my heart, and at the moment when the blood was about to drain from my mind, I murmured helplessly, "Princess, help me..." Khalil let go of his hand abruptly, and I coughed violently. Khalil stroked my shoulder gently, sadness and fear clogged every inch of my blood, I coughed with all my strength, and tears poured down my face. After some time, I stopped coughing.Khalil put his mouth to my ear and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid?" I looked up at him. He hurt me, but he didn't feel ashamed at all. This man left me speechless. "Are you afraid?" he asked stubbornly. I thought about it, and replied viciously: "You want to know? Let me try too?" "No, I'm afraid." I was taken aback by his frank admission of his fear of death.Facing death, Shahru seems to have more courage than him. During the conversation, I was still in Khalil's arms, and he still refused to let me go. I had to ask him: "Please let me sit up and talk." He rebuffed: "No, I like having you in my arms." "But I don't like it." "That's your business." "What do you mean?" "This is the only chance." "The only... chance?" "Yeah, except today, except now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to keep you in my arms." "I do not understand what you mean." "This kind of thing, I understand." "Are you joking?" "Yes, I'm joking." Khalil's sleepy voice made me dumbfounded, but it was really uncomfortable for me to be hugged by him like this.I thought about it, and tried to persuade him to let me up from another angle: "Khalil, you lie down, let me sit by your side and talk to you, okay?" "Okay. But don't leave me too far. If you do any disrespectful actions again, I promise you that I will kill you." "Are you really such a cruel person?" "Sometimes. My heart is full of hatred. The object of hatred needs to be vented. Unfortunately, the person I choose is you." "why?" Khalil evaded my questions.He made me sit down and put my head on my lap.Khalil is a few years younger than me, and we didn't have many opportunities to meet since we were young. We are neither childhood sweethearts nor get along day and night.He is not like Shaharu and Ailai. Shahru is like my elder brother, Ailai is the man I want to marry, and Khalil has always been very strange to me.It should be said that everything he did to me today was beyond my expectation. I attributed his abnormality to his need for comfort, but he chose the wrong partner. Khalil closed his eyes slightly, his expression made me think he was very comfortable lying on my lap, and sure enough, he yawned a long time. He is sleepy. I am also sleepy. I was eager to let him go: "Khalil..." He put his finger to his lips and let out a "hush".I thought of the moment when he strangled my neck just now, and I felt a little timid in my heart, not daring to make him angry again.After all, I love my life very much, I like to live for a long time, and it is better not to die. I looked down at Khalil.He looked at me too, and we looked at each other.If it is a lover, such gaze must be affectionate.But the gaze of Khalil and I was full of sarcasm. We are not the ones who like each other. God knows why we are so close tonight? What's even more ridiculous is that tomorrow, Khalil will be the groom. "Cesia." Khalil still closed his eyes and called me softly. "Ok?" "You are so old, why don't you find a man to marry?" hateful!He actually said I was old!Changshengtian testified that in fact, my body and mind are more vigorous than a sixteen-year-old girl.However, what he said was not wrong. A twenty-six-year-old woman who is still in her boudoir is not as unreasonable as a monster in the eyes of men. "Oh, I can't get married." I had no choice but to answer. "Really?" "Really. When I was a kid, my neighbors thought I was an unusual person, an elf, or a monster at all, and wouldn't let their children play with me." "Because of the gold star between your brows?" "right." "But Princess Ouella doesn't think so." "Yes. The princess thinks the gold star between my brows is a sign of wisdom." Khalil was silent for a while, not knowing what to think.When he spoke, there was a hint of a smile in his words: "A unique woman, isn't she?" "You should say, unique woman." "Unique, yes, unique." After a pause, he murmured, "Cesia, tell you something." "what?" "If you really have no one to marry, you might as well be my concubine." I thought Khalil was crazy and poked my hand over his head, then checked his eyes, they were a little red. I was about to open his mouth when he opened it himself and asked me, "What are you going to do?" I wasn't on guard and was taken aback: "Oh, oh, I want to check on you to see if you're on fire?" "Are you still going to see a doctor?" "For a while, just watch and play." "Don't look at it, lying on your lap, it's hard not to get angry." "Then you sleep on the pillow." "No, it's comfortable like this." "It's up to you, it's almost dawn anyway." "Cesia, don't change the subject. You haven't told me, why don't you marry?" "I didn't change the subject. Didn't I say that no one married me." "I heard that Ayilai proposed to you twice, but you rejected both of them." "how do you know?" "It's very simple. I've been wondering what kind of man Venus Cecia will marry." "I don't intend to marry." "You're weird." "yes." Khalil opened his eyes, looked at me, and twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a malicious smile: "Is there some knot in your heart that can't be untied?" "what?" "Perhaps, the man you love is not Ai Lai, but my fourth uncle Shaharu?" I looked at Khalil in surprise.I remembered my first skin-to-skin kiss with Shaharu, everything was vivid in my mind, the weak part of my heart suddenly trembled, but only for a moment, and then returned to calm.I know it's not like that, Shahru is not an obstacle for me. So, what is the obstacle in my life with Ayi Lai? I was thinking, thinking hard, but unfortunately, I still can't figure it out for the time being. "I got it right?" Khalil thought he had guessed the answer, but he was not happy. If I discern carefully, I can definitely hear the disappointment in his words.However, under the circumstances at the time, I would rather answer his question directly than bother to guess the motive of his question. I was not in the mood. "No." I replied lazily. "no?" Khalil's tenacity really annoyed me, and I'd have pushed him off my lap and right under the bed if I wasn't worried about him getting mad and strangling me.I have done this in my imagination, and the result of doing so is to make my heart feel better. "why are you laughing?" Am I laughing?I do not know how? "answer the questions." "Answer...well, really no. Shah Ruh is not my type." "Isn't Shaharu? Then who is?" "Ai Lai." "In that case, why did you reject his marriage proposal?" I couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled at Khalil's face: "I said, why do you have to care about whether I marry or not? There is something wrong with you! Me, who will I marry..." Khalil covered his face with his hands, and stopped me dumbfounded: "Ceccia, Cecia, please, don't get angry, you spit too much, I admit defeat." I saw my angry saliva splashed on the back of his hand, and I couldn't help laughing.Khalil, who has become a king, actually has a childish side. Khalil looked at me through his fingers: "Secia, since my competitor is not Shah Ruh, and you are not willing to marry Ayilai, then you might as well marry me." "Please, please stop talking such useless nonsense." "Useless is not necessarily nonsense, I sincerely propose to you. You think, Ulugh Beg is my cousin, he married your beautiful sister, and it is only natural for me to marry Sai's sister." "Marry an old and ugly woman who is a few years older than you, do you want to amuse me, or do you want to amuse your loyal followers?" "Are you old and ugly? Why didn't I notice it. My eyes are full of the Venus between your brows. It makes your eyes shine like a morning star, and your face shines. Who else deserves such a star except you?" beauty." "I said, well, you should leave your poetry writing elegance to your wife tomorrow. She must like it." "Lonely self-admiration, did that woman teach you?" "Who are you calling self-admired?" I asked. Suddenly, I understood, and a surge of anger jumped from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.I didn't care about whether Khalil would endanger me any longer, so I pushed him away and stood up from the bed.Khalil was caught off guard and fell off the bed, his head lying at my feet.I looked down at him, I really wanted to crush his mouth so that he would never open his mouth.I endured and endured, and finally suppressed this urge. Khalil sat up, and I thought, Maybe I'm going to die.Strangely, for a long while, he looked up at me without saying a word. I sat back on the bed angrily.I'm going to fight it out, I'll die if I die, who told me I should be like this.However, I swear, if Khalil dares to say another word of belittling Princess Oeira, I will definitely drag him in when he dies, so that he cannot be a bridegroom. In the silence, we listened to each other's breathing.My breath was short of breath, and I knew it was just my resentment towards Khalil.Khalil was breathing very calmly, and I pushed him under the bed, and strangely, he wasn't angry.At least he kept it from me. The lamp oil burned out and struggled to extinguish it.Through the window lattice, I saw that the light outside had become blurred, and I said to Khalil, "It's almost dawn, let's go." Khalil offered me his hand, but I hesitated and didn't take it. "Pull me up." I dare not not pull him. Khalil stood up from the carpet and patted his body out of habit.He looked down at me for a while, and said slowly: "In the morning, I will send someone to pick you up and attend my wedding banquet." After speaking, he left.I watched him walk out of my bedroom and close the door behind me, feeling a lot more relieved.I lay on the bed and fell asleep after a while.