The heater in the house was burning brightly, and the faint soothing incense mixed with a hint of red plum blossoms drifted into the bed. And the two people who were entangled in the collapse, their breaths were a little unstable, and the temperature on each other's bodies was getting higher and higher...
At this time, the knock on the door sounded, low but clear.
Le Zhi woke up almost instantly, she panted and pushed him away, her cheeks were so red that blood was dripping, "I'll open the door..."
After that, he gathered up some loose bedclothes, opened the curtain of the bed, and got up to sleep. But when her wrist tightened, she turned her head and saw the redness in Huo Du's lacquer eyes that had not yet faded, and her heart trembled slightly.
"Let go of me! Come here at this hour, there must be something urgent."
"I'll go." Huo Du said in a deep voice, pulled her back, rolled over and got off the bed, straightened his clothes and walked out.
The door opened, and a pair of timid eyes instantly met.
"See Your Highness, the young master can't sleep well, and he wants to find the Crown Princess." Lin Yue said with a troubled face.
"Little Uncle..."
Huo Du frowned, looked down at Le Yu with a sullen face, and looked at Le Yu with disgust, but in the end he still stretched out his arm to pick up the person, and then said lightly to Linyue: "Go on."
When he carried Le Yu to the couch, Le Zhi looked at her shrunk nephew and asked in a warm voice, "Are Yu'er scared?"
Le Yu hummed in a low voice, her eyes were red, so pitiful.
Le Zhi raised his hand and rubbed his little head, and said, "Then little aunt will sleep with Yu'er tonight."
Hearing this, Le Yu's eyes lit up, and her heart was much more stable. He lay between Le Zhi and Huo Du, closing his eyes obediently. He was frightened and panicked that day, and he cried for a long time. He was already exhausted. Now he was lying on the soft pillow and soon fell asleep.
However, Le Yu, who was asleep, moved towards Huo Du unconsciously. Until his little head was next to Huo Du's arm, and his little hand tightly grabbed the sleeves of his nightgown.
The two adults were completely drowsy by this sudden little guy. Le Zhi looked slightly startled when she saw that Yu'er was about to hang onto Huo Du. I remembered that when I asked Huo Du before, he said he didn't like children, and he was interrupted by Yu'er tonight, his face was not very good.
Thinking of this, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to gently break Yu'er's fingers, trying to move him to her side.
But for some reason, Yu'er seemed to be conscious, holding Huo Du's sleeve tightly, but she didn't let go...
"Okay, let him sleep like this."
Le Zhi looked at him in surprise, then lay down with him. Because she was worried about waking up Yu'er, she lowered her voice and said, "Then I will trouble the little uncle tonight."
Huo Du was amused by her serious expression of thanks, and he whispered back, "You're welcome, little aunt."
The night was silent, the candle light fading.
Le Zhi fell asleep in a daze, but woke up quickly. Even she herself was surprised. It turned out that the sound sleep in recent days was only because she was in Huo Du's arms. Once she lost his embrace, she returned to her previous light sleep.
Using her elbows as support, she stood up and looked at the two people, one big and one small, by the dim candlelight.
The sleeping Yu'er rested her whole head on Huo Du's arm. The child's sleep was very poor, and his head shook. Fortunately, Huo Du put a hand on his head to prevent him from falling asleep and knocking his head.
Le Zhi's heart seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and it rose softly. She leaned closer, stared at his eyebrows carefully, and let her thoughts go.
After a long time, she leaned over slightly and placed a light kiss on his forehead.
the next day.
"Jingxin, since you have recovered your memory, you and An Xuan don't want to go back with us." Le Zhi shook Jingxin's hand and said with a smile, "Look for a livable place and live a good life."
Ke Jingxin seemed to have known what she meant. She smiled and shook her head, with a firm tone: "Master, I have discussed with An Xuan, we will not leave."
"Don't be silly." Le Zhi's lips curled into a bitter smile.
In the vortex of Daqi, one can go one by one.
Ke Jing was determined, but Le Zhi couldn't persuade her, so he had to rely on her. This time back, the road ahead is boundless, Lin Wanning knew that her plan was shattered, and there would definitely be a later move waiting for them.
And Yu'er, she had to take it with her.
Since Zhao Rin of Jiang Guo intends to use Yu'er's identity, she can't put Yu'er by her sister's side, it is too dangerous. If you are not careful, the sheep will enter the tiger's mouth. Why didn't she know that bringing Yu'er to Daqi would not be in danger
But she had no other choice.
After packing her bags, she said goodbye to her sister.
"Zhizhi, didn't you ever think of going the other way?" Le Jin looked sad, her eyes filled with distress, "You should know that the father and mother would prefer you to live in peace rather than revenge. "
Le Zhi bent his lips and shook his head.
How could she not know.
But the torment of hatred accompanies her day and night, and only by sacrificing the blood of the enemy can all this be quelled.
What's more, now that she is in the chess game, how could it be so easy to pull away
"Sister, I will keep Dong Yi here to protect your safety. You and Fu Xian will leave Huaxi City as soon as possible and find a safe place."
"Okay."
Le Jin nodded and hugged this stubborn sister. She knew that she couldn't persuade her, the only thing she could do was not to give her any worries.
After leaving Huaxi City, they returned to Shengyang City again. After this trip, all the corrupt officials in the city were eliminated, and all the food and money for disaster relief were given to every citizen.
Chu Yan didn't want to start a riot. Too many people from the tribe's old clan had died, and he couldn't bear to let them be slaughtered again because of the chaos...
It is enough to maintain relative peace.
More importantly, his unfamiliar nephew, when he conspired with him to besiege the city, swore the words that he swore to linger in his heart.
Can he really do it
The yellow sand filled the sky, and the carriages and horses were in groups, and the group left Shengyang City in a mighty manner and returned to the capital.
On the hillside not far away, a woman in a hood stared at the direction they were leaving for a long time.
"Are you really willing to Yu'er?"
The eyes hidden under the soap gauze were dim, she said softly: "Yu'er follows Zhizhi, it will be safer."
"Why do you deliberately lie to them? Say that between me and you... "
The woman shook her head slightly, but did not answer. It wasn't until the carriage in her sight was gone that she took her eyes back, turned and walked down the hillside.
"YinYin!" The man called to her with a sad expression on his face, "Can we really not be able to..."
Fang Yin stopped and said, "No."
"Then at least let me take care of you."
"Brother Xu Yang." Fang Yin's voice was cold, she tilted her head and said, "Don't follow me anymore. Find a good girl and live a good life."
After speaking, she no longer had any nostalgia to lift her footsteps and continue to walk forward. Xu Yang stared blankly at the back of her leaving, with a sad expression, but in the end he didn't catch up.
The cold wind picked up, and large flakes of snow fell.
It fell on Fang Yin's white clothes and blended with the clothes. Before she knew it, there was a mist in front of her eyes, and in this mist, she seemed to see the person who had hated countless times again.
Countless images flashed through my mind, and finally stopped somewhere—
When the enemy attacked the palace wall in one fell swoop, the man pushed her and Yu'er into the secret passage. He smiled at her and said, "If there is a chance to come back, I will not force you."
Before the secret door closed, she saw him silently mouth a few words to her.
"Ain, I'm sorry."
The wind was blowing so hard that Fang Yin couldn't move. She squatted down slowly and hugged her knees quietly. The wind blew the soap gauze in front of her across her cheeks, and then the gauze gradually became wet.
She sobbed lowly and murmured, "Bastard!"
Soon, the low voice was blown away by the cold wind and drifted away.
I don't know if it can float into that person's ears...