The bleak autumn wind swept over the withered leaves on the trees, almost depressing. The fallen leaves drifted into the skylight of the dungeon with the wind, and Jun Lixuan felt a little sad when he heard the rustling wind.
Bearing the charge of usurping the throne, the emperor did not kill him immediately, but locked him in the dungeon, waiting to be punished. Jun Lixuan knew in his heart that he could not escape death, even if he was also a victim.
The heavy lock on the door was unlocked, the jailer opened the wooden door of the cell, and Ling Qiyang walked in carrying a food box and a copper basin full of water as before. Then the lock fell again.
Ling Qiyang twisted the wet handkerchief without saying a word, and handed it to Jun Lixuan.
The seventh prince, Jun Lixuan, is unparalleled in beauty, capable in both civil and martial arts, and has countless military exploits. He was originally one of the most promising candidates for the crown prince. Although he is now a prisoner, he still maintains a clean face and clothes, and his chilling aura sets off his pride, making him extremely dignified. But all of this seems to be mocking the absurdity and ignorance of his sending troops to usurp the throne...
After arranging the meals, Ling Qiyang sat on the dilapidated bench and watched Jun Lixuan eat. Such scenes were repeated every day, and Jun Lixuan gradually got used to it.
Ling Qiyang is Uncle Wangyang's second son, and since he was sixteen years old, he has wanted to marry him wholeheartedly. But Jun Lixuan never looked him in the eye. After ten years of delay, Ling Qiyang was still alone, and became the laughing stock of the entire capital. And Jun Lixuan was always surrounded by Yingying Yanyan, and there was no shortage of men and women.
Ling Qiyang was born extremely beautiful, it can be said that he is grumpy and greasy. But because of the relationship with the imperial concubine, Jun Lixuan instinctively guarded against him, and was unwilling to spend too much time with him.
After he was in trouble, besides his elder brother, Ling Qiyang was the only person who came to see him, and he came here on time every day. He didn't ask how the situation outside was, nor did he ask how the court criticized him. You can know the answer just by looking at Ling Qiyang's increasingly thin and pale face.
Putting down the chopsticks, Jun Lixuan said without emotion: "You should also think about your future. I'm dying soon, and you don't have to wait any longer. Find someone worth entrusting to you."
Ling Qiyang twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an involuntary smile, "Since you rescued me from the wolves that day, my heart has been settled. Even though these years have been uneventful, I have not changed my original intention."
Jun Lixuan frowned, "What?"
Ling Qiyang looked up at him, his deep eyes tried hard to hide his sad emotions, "When I was seven years old, my father went hunting with the emperor's paddock, and I went with my father and got lost in the mountains. It was late at that time, and I was haunted by wolves. Surrounded by the pack, you jumped down from the bushes and killed the first wolf that was jumping at me. Then you lit the arrows, summoned the guards, and strangled the pack of wolves. Then you brought me back to the camp when I was frightened."
Jun Lixuan's frown deepened, he remembered that such a thing happened back then, but the process and the people he saved had long been blurred. Unexpectedly, his relationship with Ling Qiyang is actually here.
Ling Qiyang looked at Jun Lixuan who was frowning, and said with a smile: "Forget it."
"I've never heard you mention it before." Jun Lixuan said.
Ling Qiyang pulled the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "You never gave me a chance to speak."
Jun Lixuan fell silent, and now, he was powerless to do anything for Ling Qiyang, so he could only keep silent.
After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, Ling Qiyang took his things and prepared to leave. When he reached the door, he stopped again, turned his head and said seriously: "I won't let you die."
After speaking, he left without looking back when the jailer locked the lock again.
In the afternoon, Jun Lixuan's brother-in-law and third prince Yi Wang Junliyuan appeared in the dungeon. Since Jun Lixuan's accident, he and the sixth prince Jun Liche have been looking for the forged letter that forced Jun Lixuan to rebel, but they have found nothing.
"Third brother." Seeing the frowning Jun Liyuan, he didn't know what to say.
Jun Liyuan looked at his younger brother who was outstanding in appearance. As we all know, Jun Lixuan was indeed born well, but there was a hint of hostility in his eyebrows, which also made many people only dare to look at King Lin from a distance and dare not meet him. Jun Liyuan wondered for countless times, whether it was because of that ruthless look that Jun Lixuan suffered such a catastrophe
Back then, the mother found Master Qingyi, an eminent monk, to look at Jun Lixuan. The master said: The seventh prince must marry a man and wife in order to be safe.
Now Jun Liyuan doesn't know whether Jun Lixuan is in this situation because he didn't obey the master's prophecy...
"Father summoned me to the study today, and said that you will be released in a month. But you will be deposed as King Lin and the Seventh Prince, demoted to a commoner, and will never be allowed to enter Beijing."
"Have you found the evidence?" A hint of surprise flashed in Jun Lixuan's eyes.
Jun Liyuan shook his head, "Although the imperial concubine and the fifth child and the fourth child must not be able to get rid of the dry cleaning, but the sixth child and I tried our best and couldn't find evidence."
"Then why is the father willing to let me go?" The best result he can think of is to be imprisoned for life, and this must be under the condition that his brother finds evidence. But now the emperor actually wanted to let him go free. Although his reputation was cut, it didn't really affect him at all.
Jun Liyuan pursed the corners of his lips, and after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said, "Ling Qiyang personally invites you to the Dama tribe to get married, in exchange for your life."
"Tama?!" Jun Lixuan stood up abruptly, the broken teacup fell to the ground and was completely shattered, "How could he go to Tamar?!"
The Tama tribe is a nomadic people living in the grasslands on the northern border of Daye. The Tama men are all brave and good at fighting, and they often go to war with Daye, which has become one of the most troublesome problems for the emperors of Daye. When the war was tense, there were also examples of marriage, but that was already in the generation of Grandpa Jun Lixuan.
"Tama took the initiative to send people to ask for marriage this time, and promised that the relatives would not fight for fifty years. This is such a good thing, and the emperor has no reason not to agree. But the difficulty lies in the selection of candidates. You cannot choose someone without status. , Tarma will feel that Daye is not sincere. If you choose from the children of the aristocratic family, I am afraid that it will hurt the heart of the old minister. After all, if you go to a place like Tarma for a lifetime, you will never want to come back again." Jun Liyuan sighed deeply. Tone, "Ling Qiyang chooses to make a deal with the emperor at this time, it is a bet that the emperor will agree. Moreover, Ling Qiyang is the son of a prince, so he can extend his heirs, and of course he can get married,"
Jun Lixuan pinched the corner of the table tightly with his fingers. That's right, Ling Qiyang is Qingzi, and the Qingzi of Daye Dynasty can extend his heirs because of medicine. Although it is not easy to get pregnant, it cannot change his identity. Ling Qiyang once said that he was only willing to wear a wedding dress for him alone. And all his life, he had failed him after all, and made him his son-in-law, but he didn't get the marriage and favor he deserved.
Jun Lixuan felt sad for Ling Qiyang for the first time, why bother? For him, who saw him once from the front, not only changed his physique, from a man to a young man, but also ruined his life.
"Father has already decreed that Ling Qiyang will get married in six days. When he arrives at Tarma smoothly, he will let you out."
"I heard that the Tamar patriarch has sadism. His previous wives were tortured to death by him. As for the concubines who died in his hands, there are countless..." Jun Lixuan found that his voice was a little bit Trembling, he stopped the sound immediately.
"Yes, and that patriarch is fifty-five this year. Ling Qiyang was his tenth wife when he married." Hearing the tremor in Jun Lixuan's voice, Jun Liyuan finished speaking for him.
"He..." Jun Lixuan's words stuck in his throat, thinking of what Ling Qiyang said when he left, it turned out that he had already decided the way for the two of them.
"Li Xuan, maybe we misunderstood him from the beginning. He is not from the imperial concubine's side." Thinking of Ling Qiyang's sacrifice for his younger brother, Jun Liyuan couldn't help feeling that he owed him a lot.
Jun Lixuan stood there without saying a word, only the cracked wooden table leaked his emotions.
Jun Liyuan shook his head, got up and left, he knew that Jun Lixuan needed to be quiet, and it was useless for him to stay here.
Ling Qiyang didn't come at night, the jailer brought the dinner.
Jun Lixuan, who was full of Ling Qiyang's face in his heart, had no appetite to eat at all, and when he saw the wine on the table, he drank it directly from the jug.
Raise your glass to dissipate your worries, and worry even more. He understands this truth, but if he doesn't do something, if he doesn't get drunk, Jun Lixuan feels that he is going crazy.
He lives proudly and never owes anyone anything. But I didn't expect that in the end, the person who had been waiting for him for ten years would change his life and get freedom. But what use is this freedom to him? He found out that he began to have Ling Qiyang in his heart, but he had no chance to make it up to him...
Stomach cramping, Jun Lixuan's throat felt sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood, and fell to the ground in a state of weakness. Looking at the jug in his hand, Jun Lixuan smiled. How could he forget that others are in prison, even if there is no lack of three meals, there will be no alcohol...
"Alright..." Jun Lixuan's eyes gradually blurred, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "I'm dead, so you don't have to marry..."
Then he knocked his eyelids and lost his breath.
Jun Lixuan, who was dead, suddenly found that his consciousness was awake, and the pain in his abdomen disappeared. The body became lighter and lighter, and then separated from the body, becoming a lonely soul repeatedly.
Looking at her transparent soul, Jun Lixuan didn't know how to face it with any expression. When he saw his still smiling corpse, Ling Qiyang's face appeared in his mind again, he didn't know what expression that person would have when he knew the news of his death - but no matter what, he didn't want that person to cry.
Thinking of Ling Qiyang's teary eyes, Jun Lixuan felt that his heart was blocked.
For the next three days, his soul seemed to have a will of its own to wander around the palace, seeing all kinds of things in the world.
Someone was seen wiping the blood off his body, then unfastened his belt, passed it through the beam, and hung him up, pretending to commit suicide.
Seeing his father's long sigh after hearing the news of his death.
Seeing his third brother kneeling in front of his coffin in the middle of the night, tears streamed down his face. Seeing his sixth brother rushing back after hearing the news, he lost his voice in agony in front of his spirit.
I also saw the corners of the mouths of those who were sad on the surface hiding their smiles under their sleeves...
But from the beginning to the end, he didn't see Ling Qiyang, nor heard the intention to cancel the marriage.
Three days later, Jun Lixuan was buried in the name of King Lin. But because of his sudden death, the tomb can only find a temporary place. After the burial, Jun Lixuan's soul was fixed beside his tombstone and could not go anywhere.
The small dirt slope next to the official road in the suburbs happened to be able to see the people and carriages passing by on the official road, so it was not lonely.
After staying here for two days, the scenery has long been tired of seeing. In the past two days, Jun Lixuan still thinks about Ling Qiyang the most, and he doesn't know what is going on with him now.
Early the next morning, the marriage team left the capital in mighty force. It was the third prince who took the lead to send off the bride. Jun Lixuan knew that it was Ling Qiyang's wedding team, and his death did not bring Ling Qiyang's safety.
When the carriage reached the front of King Lin's tomb, it stopped suddenly.
Jun Liyuan dismounted and walked to the carriage, Ling Qiyang got off the carriage with his support.
The fiery red wedding dresses were worn on Ling Qiyang's body layer by layer, not as complicated as a woman's, and there was no phoenix crown and hijab. Only the long back hem and the wide long sleeves are rattling and rolling in layers in the bleak autumn wind...the beauty is intoxicating and sad...
Ling Qiyang looked at Jun Lixuan's tombstone from a distance, and after a long time, he whispered to Jun Liyuan, "I'm sorry." Then he lifted his clothes and ran towards Jun Lixuan's tombstone.
The back hem was blown by the wind while running, and the fiery wedding dress seemed to burn Jun Lixuan's eyes. He knew that Ling Qiyang couldn't see him, but he could feel that Ling Qiyang was coming towards him.
Ling Qiyang who is running is like a desperate phoenix, beautiful but also resolute. When Jun Lixuan found out that his purpose wanted to stop him, he couldn't do anything, he could only watch the phoenix fly over...
With a muffled sound, Ling Qiyang bumped his head against Jun Lixuan's tombstone, and slowly slid down to the ground along the side of the monument. Blood flowed down Ling Qiyang's forehead, staining the head of the stele and the base of the stele.
Jun Lixuan wanted to reach out to hug him, but it was in vain.
Jun Liyuan stopped the guards who were about to step forward, but stood there knowingly, watching all this quietly.
Ling Qiyang raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice with free breath: "If there is an afterlife, I wish you peace and success. I also hope that I...don't love you anymore..."
Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, Ling Qiyang swallowed his breath. Jun Lixuan clenched his fists tightly, feeling a little coolness on his face.
Who is crying? He heard a deep cry, so familiar, so painful... When he came back to his senses, he realized that it was himself who was sobbing. His body couldn't respond, but his heart was extremely sad. Tears gushed out of his eyes and soaked the skirt of his clothes, sobbing in a low voice turned into crying bitterly.
Ling Qiyang's name could not be engraved on his stele, but he buried and slept with him with his own blood.
When his eyes went dark, Jun Lixuan completely lost consciousness. At the last second of Qingming, he couldn't help thinking that if there was an afterlife, he would definitely try his best to find Ling Qiyang—hold his hand and grow old with him...
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