I don't know how I got on the luan chariot, I don't know what someone said to me, the red brocade cushion has been soaked in the autumn cold, Qing Chen leaned on it, exhaustion oozes from the limbs, slowly submerging the body and mind .
In front of her eyes are Ye Tianzhan dressed in military uniforms, just a momentary glance, why makes her terrified.
It's not that I didn't know it before, it's just that I have been avoiding this possibility subconsciously, and it seems that it won't happen if I don't want to. From the very beginning, she has chosen, and has never regretted this choice, but it does not mean that her heart will not hurt.
She knew Ye Tianling too well, but at this moment, she fell into inexplicable fear because of her understanding. Regardless of Nangong Jing's 120,000 vanguard army and the 11th West Route Army, more than half of the 300,000 elite soldiers in this expedition came from the Shenyu Army Camp, and even the left and right vanguards of the coach were Xia Bufeng and Shi Zhonghou respectively.
Ye Tianling had already foreseen everything, and set up the chess game with ease. Sit empty and wait for the king to come.
This untimely battle turned into the most terrifying sharp edge between his hands. Once the troops moved to the northern border, the cold sword was unsheathed, and the horse stepped on the mountains and rivers, who would be able to take advantage of it. Even if it seems difficult to retreat step by step in the court, how much is true and how much is false
Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended, all advance and retreat are in his hands, with ease.
Close your eyes, deep in your heart are those pair of quiet pupils, like a cold pool, cold and unpredictable.
After a day of exhaustion, she was extremely tired and drowsy all the way, until the luan car stopped, Bi Yao raised the curtain of the car and called softly: "Princess, we have arrived."
Qing Chen woke up in the middle of the night, sat with his forehead propped up for a while, and then got out of the car and walked towards the mansion.
Yan Xi, who had been waiting in front of the door for a long time, came forward to meet her, leaned over and said, "Your Highness has been back for a long time, and has been waiting for Wangfei."
Qing Chen stopped at the secluded long corridor, and ordered: "You all go down." After saying that, he entered the bedroom alone.
The green shirt was sober, and Ye Tianling was looking at a few watches in front of the case. When she heard her coming in, she didn't lift her head, but asked indifferently, "Where did you go?"
Qing Chen stepped on the brocade carpet with bare feet, let go, and his slightly damp robe fell to the ground. She wiped Hua Sheng's hair from her head casually, threw it aside, and then lay down on the soft couch, closing her eyes and saying nothing.
Ye Tianling didn't stop writing in his hand, but his eyebrows were slightly twisted, and the purple ink was everywhere, and the silver hook and iron painting were sharp and pierced through the paper. After finishing writing, Fang looked back and was suddenly stunned. He threw a pen in front of the case and put his hand on Qing Chen's forehead: "What's wrong, it's like this?"
The hair on the side of Qing Chen's face was still wet from the rain. She knew that she must be in a mess now, so she opened her eyes and looked at him quietly.
Ye Tianling frowned deeply, turned around and ordered to the outside: "Prepare water for a bath!"
Qing Chen blinked, raised his hand lazily to brush his wet hair, Ye Tianling's eyes flashed An Nu, held her hand, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
There were a few faint bruises on the white hand, it was just now that Jin Hui held it tightly, and only now did he feel the pain. Qing Chen hid for a while, forced a smile and said: "Sister Jin gave birth to a boy today, some people don't want to see the birth of the baby, I almost can't save their mother and child."
Ye Tianling's face was gloomy: "You only know how to save people, and you don't care about yourself?"
"Fourth brother." Qing Chen called him softly.
The corners of Ye Tianling's lips were pursed, although the anger in his eyes did not fade, he reached out and took a robe to cover Qing Chen, picked her up carefully, and strode deep into the bedroom.
There are many hot springs in the city of Yige, and the springs are often used as bathing rooms in the mansion in the palace. When a brocade screen is turned around, the sound of gurgling water can be heard faintly, and the water mist is dense in the face, and the warmth rushes to the face.
Ye Tianling dismissed the attendants, and walked directly into the spring pool with Qing Chen in his arms. The hot water made her shiver slightly, but dispelled the coldness that penetrated to her bones.
The water in the pool was not deep, and it was just shoulder-reaching when he sat down. Ye Tianling let her lean in his arms, and removed her clothes with gentle movements, as if he was afraid of hurting her. Qing Chen closed his eyes and let him play with him, and suddenly wrapped his arms around his chest, his long hair fell into the water and floated like a net, and his bright eyes met his gaze.
"Does it hurt?" Ye Tianling asked, holding her hand.
Qing Chen shook his head, his originally pale face was flushed with a different kind of blush due to the moisture, and he was still staring into his eyes without blinking. The bottom of Ye Tianling's cold eyes lighted up slightly, as if a scorching flame had ignited from the depths, Qing Chen put his arms around his neck, Ye Tianling bent his arms tightly, and leaned over to kiss her.
Almost fanatical, looking for each other's soft lingering, the warmth and entanglement of breath, deeply penetrated into the heart.
After a long time, Ye Tianling hugged her on his shoulders, sighed and lowered his head, and said, "You wild girl, you've been in such a mess after running out for a day, and you're still restless when you come back."
Qing Chen turned around in his arms, glanced at him lazily from under his eyelashes: "So what?"
Ye Tianling narrowed his eyes, showing a dangerous expression, and with a sudden force of his arm, he picked her up from the pool, and strode towards the wide soft couch beside him, "The king will punish you!"
The running water splashed all over the ground, and Qing Chen curled up there lazily. The veil of smoke is released like mist, as if the water vapor is getting thicker.
Snow silk and plain brocade, three thousand blue silk condensed by the pillow, crystal clear bits and pieces, lingering and falling along the icy muscles and jade bones. Ye Tianling leaned over to hold Qing Chen under her body, kissed a drop of water on her collarbone, and went down her shoulder to stir up a peachy color on her jade-like snow skin.
Qing Chen closed his eyes, his breath filled his ears. Involuntarily, his heart beat faster and faster following his rapid and slight breathing, as if he had been cursed, couldn't control it, and no longer belonged to him.
Holding her soft waist, Ye Tianling suddenly fell silent, Qing Chen opened his eyes strangely, and seeing him looking at him, his eyes were full of pity. "Are you tired?" Seeing her look, Ye Tianling said in a low voice: "If you feel unwell, just tell me."
Faintly, like a clear stream flowing through his heart, Qing Chen raised his lips and smiled charmingly, stretched out his hand across his chest and hooked his neck: "Ling, I want you!"
Ye Tianling tightened his arms, lowered his head and covered her intoxicating red lips with a long sigh. Warm mist envelops a room, the sky and earth turn lightly, water and milk blend together, and everything falls into a deep and blurred dream.
No temptation, no guesswork, no pain, no jealousy, no him, no her. In the depths of love, the minds and minds stretch endlessly into each other's most secret areas, and the nostalgia and entanglement become one. The body and even the soul burn in the deepest and deepest love, and become a part of each other, and can never be separated.
Soft tents, light smoke, beautiful spring scenery.
After the lingering, Ye Tianling closed his eyes and leaned on the couch, stretching out his hand to caress Qing Chen's back again and again. Qing Chen lay lazily on his shoulder, motionless like a tired kitten, and because he felt slightly cold, he rubbed against his side. The corner of Ye Tianling's mouth slightly raised, and she took the thin quilt beside her to cover her. She turned around and found the most comfortable position, snuggling greedily into the warmth of his embrace, unconsciously falling asleep.
Ye Tianling also closed his eyes and rested his mind. After some time, Yan Xi whispered outside, "Your Highness."
"What's the matter?" Ye Tianling asked lightly.
"General Xia and General Shi have already arrived."
"Yeah." Ye Tianling opened his eyes: "Let them wait."
"yes."
Qing Chen didn't sleep deeply at all, but when he heard the words in a haze, he felt that Ye Tianling gently pulled his arm out from under her pillow. She wrapped her arm around him: "Fourth brother."
Ye Tianling raised his hand and patted her cheek: "Lai here and continue to sleep, or should I carry you back to the room?"
Qing Chen shook his head: "I don't want you to go."
Ye Tianling raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why are you so annoying today? Be good, I'll be back soon."
"What if I don't let you go?"
"Oh?" Ye Tianling lifted her small chin, and judged with her eyes: "Although my Qing'er is naughty, she is not so ignorant."
Qing Chen let go of his hand helplessly, and Ye Tianling casually picked up a clean robe and put it on. Qing Chen stared at his broad back, "Fourth Brother." She called him in a low voice.
"Huh?" Ye Tianling responded.
Qing Chen was silent for a while, and finally asked: "Can he come back alive?"
Ye Tianling paused slightly with his hands at the neckline, and stopped with his back to her, without saying a word.
"As long as... as long as you live." Qing Chen's heart sank slightly following his movements, and he took a deep breath and said.
The room is full of silence, except for the sound of the water by the pool, which is particularly pleasant to the ears.
Ye Tianling was silent for a moment, Qing Chen bit his lips slightly and looked at him in front of him, his straight back propped up the plain blue robe, as cold as a mountain.
Waiting silently, it was clearly only a blink of an eye, but it seemed to have survived thousands of years.
"Okay." A simple and light word, just as insignificant as he used to promise to go somewhere with her, promise to taste new plum wine with her, and promise to listen to her play a new song. Ye Tianling shook his clothes lightly, straightened them up, swept the hem of the robe, turned around and looked deeply at Qing Chen, his gaze piercing into her heart.
Such a familiar answer, don't ask why, as long as it is her request. He never failed to do what he promised her. Mixed feelings overwhelmed Qing Chen's heart, but the relief of being relieved was suddenly crushed by a wave of sourness, which shattered into a dull bitterness strangled in his chest.
It seemed to be an understatement, but she knew the meaning behind his promise. She met Ye Tianling's gaze, and said as calmly as possible: "I owe him my life."
Ye Tianling's eyes lingered on her face for a moment, the coldness in his eyes faded away, and gradually softened, and he smiled when he heard the words: "It's only natural for a wife to pay off her debts." His tone was clear, with a hint of arrogance, and more tenderness.
His heart was cut, soft, and his tears were like rain, but without realizing it, Qing Chen softly called: "Fourth Brother..."
With a secret sigh, Ye Tianling sat down and embraced her by his side: "It's just a sentence, why is this so? You are my wife, and you will be with me for the rest of your life. If what I ask and think becomes yours Pain, what's the point of that?"
The water mist is gentle, and the gauze tent is light, lingering between the pale jade pillars, as safe and ethereal as a fairyland. Qing Chen leaned on his chest, looked at the dreamy eyes, and said softly: "Fourth brother, thank you."
Ye Tianling was silent by her side, and later pressed her forehead, and said in a low voice: "If you really want to say thank you, maybe I should thank you. It wasn't until I met you that I realized that people really have emotions and desires. Laughing is not too difficult. You are like the lost part of me, bringing another me from far away. If you can only choose one thing in this world, I would rather have your smile. Qinger, If you suffer from it, even if it is the world, what use is it for me?"
Whispering softly, each word is affectionate, between the eyebrows and under the eyes, there is endless tenderness and pity.
Qing Chen intertwined his fingers with him, held them tightly, and looked up under his gaze. The starlight in his eyes is soft, deep and faint, illuminating this long life little by little. She smiles back and warms his joys, anger, sorrows and joys. Wherever we join hands, the world is the world.
The brocade quilt is slightly cold, the lanterns are getting thinner, and the moon is already in the sky.
There were faint lights in the Shuyu Courtyard, Ye Tianling returned from outside the mansion, dismissed the attendants who followed, and walked slowly to the sleeping hall.
The atrium is facing the water, and the moonlight is like a reflection in the lake, with a clear and gentle softness. The wind was slightly cold, and he looked at the far-reaching night sky with his hands behind his back. A lonely shadow was faintly cast on the ground, and there was no sound around him.
There was a long conversation in the Zhiyuan Palace, and the strategy was as quiet and deep as the night.
The moonlight brought traces of clearness in his deep eyes, and his sharp-edged face was particularly indifferent at this time, and his thoughts were far away when he raised his head. Such a familiar moonlight was cold, and he seemed to often see it at night in Mobei outside the pass.
The westerly wind in Changsha, thousands of miles of military opportunities, is often accompanied by soldiers and horses neighing, Jin Tuo Hanshuo, facing thousands of troops, iron clothes, swords and halberds, every time he looks up, he is deserted. For more than 20 years, he has been alone, no matter what he does. It's the same feeling in my heart.
In a place of extreme clarity, a little vague loneliness will inadvertently invade the heart.
The corner of his mouth turned into a cold self-deprecation, and the lines of his facial features became more serious, but a dim candlelight reflected through the window unexpectedly covered his face when he tilted his head, gently covering up the indifference, making him His eyes suddenly softened.
The indoor tent hangs lightly, and the smell of Fengchi fragrance is faintly lingering. Qing Chen was only wearing a white silk tunic, leaning on the pillow with the book in his hand and pretending to sleep, Xue Zhan curled up beside her into a small ball, sleeping soundly and comfortably.
Ye Tianling stepped into the dormitory and looked at this situation, he couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, leaned over and quietly picked up the book in Qing Chen's hand, his eyes fell on her face, and he couldn't forget it for a while.
The red smoke, the slightly scattered blue silk like a waterfall, the delicate long eyebrows flying obliquely into the black temples, the eyelashes are quiet and distinct against the pear blossom snow skin, the light lips under the straight nose bridge, the clothes are better than the snow, and the person is like jade . Looking at her, he felt like he was dreaming late at night, a strange softness and gentleness filled his heart, fading away all the turmoil.
With a "crack" sound from the candles, Ye Tianling looked at the half-lit palace lantern, got up and took off his coat. However, when he turned around again, he saw that Qing Chen was already awake, smiling at the corner of his mouth, looking at him lazily and gently.
"Always sleep like this, be careful of catching a cold." Ye Tianling smiled helplessly, pulled the corner of the quilt to cover her up, with a normal expression.
"Who made His Highness stay away all night?" Qing Chen propped himself up and said angrily, but his voice was clearly distressed.
Ye Tianling raised his eyebrows lightly, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and said with a light smile: "Why, the princess is alone in the empty boudoir, feeling lonely?"
Qing Chen pursed his red lips slightly and gave him a white look. Seeing that there was a bit of indifference and even more contented An Ran in his brows, which was not as dignified as it was a few days ago, he asked, "What does the emperor say?"
"Sure." Ye Tianling lay down beside her, and said calmly, "We can leave today."
Entering Shu under the decree, Ming is for the water conservancy of the blocked river, but it is actually for the stability of Western Shu, which is a wonderful move to withdraw the vassal.
Ever since Yu Su raised his army, the court was in a state of turmoil, but Ye Tianling took Qing Chen on a tour of the mountains and rivers, fishing and wine tasting, and ignored the Northern Expedition with an attitude of staying out of it. However, he has long been the soul of the Celestial Army after many years of leading the army. It is almost a habit and an indisputable fact that the Heavenly Emperor must rely heavily on anyone who launches an army. Cutting the vassals is the lifelong political wish of the Emperor of Heaven, and it may be a long-cherished wish to insist on doing it at this time. Facing Ye Tianling's retreat, although the Heavenly Emperor didn't say much, he was helpless.
Starting a few days ago, the Emperor of Heaven called Ye Tianling into the palace to play chess every day, and Ye Tianling was ordered to accompany the Emperor of Heaven to play chess for several days.
Now the chess game is over. Since he wanted to mobilize troops, he would definitely follow his plan, everything would be done according to the situation, and everything could be used for his own use. This was the scary thing about Ye Tianling.
Qing Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to see Ye Tianling resting his arms on the pillow quietly looking at the roof of the tent, the tenderness just now faded away, and even the coldness that everyone was familiar with on his face was gone, extremely indifferent, without the slightest emotion. Only in those eyes, behind the deep cold and darkness, there is a vague murderous aura, like a sharp sword floating, which is daunting.
Don't rush and use patience, how far can he achieve these few words
Seemingly indifferent to Shi's father's revenge for seizing the throne, Ye Tianling has always maintained the relationship between father and son, monarch and ministers to the Emperor of Heaven, because they have been loving fathers and filial sons for more than 20 years.
Nothing has changed in the slightest, the hatred he never said, what he lost, was too deep to mention. Love is also to the extreme, and hate is also to the extreme. Qing Chen watched him close his eyes and frown, the notch between his brows seemed to be rubbed into the bottom of her heart. She reached out her hand as usual, and gently stroked the center of his brow.
Ye Tianling was slightly startled, and opened his eyes suddenly, but was stunned when he saw Qing Chen's quiet eyes, as if he was awakened by her from a deep and dark dream somewhere, and he felt a sense of relief in his heart.
With a faint smile on his face, Qing Chen said softly, "I won't think about it when I go home, and I'll be tired if I frown all the time."
Ye Tianling took her hand and stroked her forehead. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Qing'er, everyone says I'm ruthless. If I let him have nothing, is it really ruthless?"
Covering his eyes with his palms, he could no longer see the sharpness clearly, and the cold voice came out of his mouth faintly, like sorrow or hatred, a trace of pain suppressed in the bone marrow was extremely faint, but it was heart-wrenching.
Qing Chen knew that there were too many things suppressed in his heart, and there was no way to untie them, so he said softly: "No matter what you want to do, I will be by your side."
Ye Tianling turned to look at her, his brows were clear, but there was a trace of apology in his eyes: "I don't know when I will return to Beijing after entering Shu this time, and I always feel uneasy about leaving you alone in Tiandu."
The corners of Qing Chen's lips curved slightly, and he said quietly: "No matter where you go, I will always be by your side."
Ye Tianling was stunned, and frowned again: "It's inevitable to go to war, the battlefield is dangerous, you can't go."
Qing Chen asked: "If I have a reason, will you take me with you?"
Ye Tianling raised his eyebrows and speculated, noncommittal. Qing Chen got up and put on his outer robe, held the lamp and said, "Fourth brother, come with me."
"Where are you going?" Ye Tianling asked puzzled.
"Tianji Mansion."
The mansion was very quiet, the palace lantern in Qing Chen's hand was dim, and she walked along the corridor dimly and distantly. She stopped at the side hall of Tianji Mansion, turned her head and smiled at Ye Tianling, pushed the door and entered.
As the fire in the hall was dimly lit, Ye Tianling saw Qing Chen standing in front of the wall and holding up the glazed palace lantern. The light swayed and reflected her white robe and jade face, and a picture of a military aircraft hung vaguely behind her.
He took a step forward and looked intently, his heart trembling slightly. Qing Chen turned around and lit the candle beside him, and heard Ye Tianling stretch out his hand without looking back: "Give me the lamp."
Qing Chen handed the palace lantern to Ye Tianling, and lit the bright candles in the palace one by one. The candlelight was bright, and the picture of the military plane that had condensed countless painstaking efforts unfolded like a scroll, clearly presented in front of Ye Tianling.
Ye Tianling stood in the hall, staring intently in front of him. Thousands of miles of frontiers, mountains and rivers, all can be seen in this volume. Numerous prosperous capitals and counties and important frontier defense towns are meticulously laid out along with the familiar handwriting, with clear calendars, details, bits and pieces, miscellaneous but not chaotic, and capture all four places.
The writing is precise and ingenious, and the weight is appropriate, drawing the world and pointing all directions. With just one glance, he knew that it was an invaluable treasure for marching and fighting. After repeated inspections, he turned around in disbelief: "Is this what you drew?" There will be no second person in the mansion for the words in the scroll.
Qing Chen smiled calmly, held up a palace lantern, and looked in front of him. The lights were bright, and she showed her calmness and calmness on her quiet face. She said proudly: "Fourth Brother, I said before, if you marry me, you will definitely live up to the world."
Qing Chen's beautiful figure in white was deeply reflected in Ye Tianling's eyes, his eyes were filled with surprise and joy, as if looking at a long-awaited treasure. His persistent gaze under the quiet light caused Qing Chen to just look back in a daze, forgetting who he was.
He raised his hand, stroked her eyebrows, her eyes, and her lips with warm fingers, and with a deep sigh, he hugged her tightly in his arms, and said in a low voice: "If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for!"
Qing Chen leaned against him, his steady heartbeat could be heard from the palm of his hand, and that tangible warmth spread into her heart wave after wave with touching force, making her feel like she would never leave, "Take me there, let me go Stay with you, okay?" she said softly.
Ye Tianling gently gathered the fur robe on her body, stroked her hair scattered on her shoulders, and said softly, "I don't want to have you by my side all the time, but it's just that the northern border is bitterly cold, and the march will inevitably be bumpy. Your health is not good, I'm afraid You can't take it."
This does not belong to my body! She came here because of this heart, will she also be separated because of this? Qing Chen's heart felt sad, and he quietly fell into his arms and said, "That's why I want to be with you even more. Life is short, and I don't want to waste a day."
Ye Tianling frowned suddenly because of the sadness in her words, his face changed slightly, and he whispered: "No nonsense."
The shadows under the lamp were light and dark, and Qing Chen was held firmly by him, but he smiled calmly. Even though there is an unknown life ahead, she does not regret going to this past life, and she will never turn back. "My own body, I can't be more aware of it. After all, I am also a doctor. How can I die so easily..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianling tightened his arms, leaned over and sealed her lips, cutting off her words. The extremely domineering heat and deep pity stirred into the lake of his heart along with his breath, breaking up a thousand layers of waves, and scattered into the intoxicated mind.
Until Qing Chen felt that he was almost melting into his breath, turning into droplets and light smoke, becoming a part of him, Ye Tianling let her go gently, deep worry settled in his eyes. He whispered: "If you want to stay with me, you have to stay with me for the rest of your life."
Qing Chen put his arms around his chest with a smile, pulled him around in the hall, and said with a playful smile, "I will, fourth brother, I want to accompany you, to see you rule the world, to see your horse riding mountains and rivers, to see you You are peaceful all over the world, watching you create a prosperous world, I want you to smile and be with me every day!"
She smiled so crisply and happily, as if the joy of the whole world was in her hands. The white robe and sable fur spread out long and beautifully behind her, and the lingering sound echoing in the hall fluttered with the light veil, and the candlelight flickered, dancing brilliantly.
Ye Tianling seemed to be infected by her laughter, and the silence, coldness, sorrow, and hatred all became invisible and faded away. At this moment, he would rather be with her as a pair of idiotic men and women, falling into the world of mortals, intoxicated by dreams, and never wake up.