Qing Yun couldn't believe that she lived so close to Ling Chen.
But she never saw him again.
Xiaojing has been waiting by Qingyun's side, watching Qingyun make those flowers and plants into pills, it is very miraculous. In the past, Qingyun never knew these things.
On Qingyun's clothes, there are all kinds of bright and dark pockets. It contained various poisons. Although she believed that her senior brother could protect her, in terms of survival, she believed in herself the most. No one is as reliable as yourself.
Luka of the Yan tribe took his tribe and hid in the depths of the wilderness. He is like a sensitive beast, he will run away immediately when he smells danger. Although it is disgusting, all members of the Yan clan survived.
There are many ways of human existence, whether it is publicity or humble, as long as the heart is at ease.
It is summer now, and there are many swamps in the depths of Beiyi and Beihuang, and the people cannot live.
Officials in Daxing brought a lot of seeds, and specialized agricultural experts taught them to grow food suitable for the local climate. Most of the Northern Yi are nomadic, and planting is not their strong point.
When Qing Yun was still Lan Ling, he never personally saw how Ling Chen managed those countries that surrendered to Daxing. After seeing what Daxing did to Beiyi, he realized that Jiang Rui in Daxia Kingdom and Bai Shaoting who used to be in Dayue Kingdom were actually even more difficult. How to recognize and accept Daxing from the people who hated him was the most difficult thing.
It is easy to conquer the country and difficult to defend the country, so it is not a hypocritical statement.
After more than ten days like this, Xindal's people did not come out again, and both sides were resting.
Ling Chen sent heavy troops to guard Beiyi, and Wu Zhuangyuan Lin Bo personally guarded the Beiyi Palace.
There is a lot of rain in Beiyi in summer, and it rained heavily that night.
In the gust of wind and rain, Qingyun still heard the sound of footsteps. She immediately sat up and told Xiaojing to lie down against the wall.
Suddenly there was a fight outside
Someone kicked open the door.
"Qingyun!" Huo Jingyun's voice.
"Brother, are you from my brother?"
"yes."
Qingyun stood up, "Brother, I think I should go with him, otherwise he won't give up."
"No. Stay in the room and don't move." Huo Jingyun said calmly, and rushed outside.
Qingyun is worried about Xindal.
After half an hour, the outside gradually quieted down, and there was no sound of fighting.
The door opened again, and it was Chang Ying who came in this time. Without saying a word, she swung her sword at Qing Yun. Xiaojing's long sword pushed away Changying's sword, but Xiaojing was no match for Changying at all.
Changying kicked Xiaojing down, and went straight to Qingyun. Qingyun tripped over the stool and fell to the ground. He took out a medicine from his pocket and crushed it on Changying's face.
Changying let out a scream, and slashed wildly with his sword, "Come here, take down this witch!"
A soldier came up and wanted to hold down Qingyun, Qingyun drew out his long whip, "Who dares to come here!"
Zhang Shan stepped forward to protect Qingyun, before he could move forward, the long shadow sword pointed at him: "I am the emperor's concubine, do you want to rebel?"
Zhang Shan stood there without moving or retreating.
Changying's face gradually turned red, with many small red bumps, densely packed, like rice grains. She kept scratching with her hands, "Demon girl, what kind of medicine did you sprinkle on me! Give me the antidote!"
Her sword stabbed over, Qingyun swung his long whip, and the two fought together again.
Qingyun is no match for Changying at all, but she can always avoid Changying cleverly.
Ling Chen and Huo Jingyun walked in, Huo Jingyun was about to step forward to leave them, but Ling Chen stopped them. The way Qingyun ran away was very familiar. He was a rascal who was weak in force, unable to beat others, but didn't want to suffer, and he looked very much like that person.
The candlelight in the hall was flickering, and Qing Yun, who was chasing after a long shadow, ran all over the hall, but couldn't hurt her.
The guards did not have the emperor's order, and no one helped.
Changying's face became more and more itchy, she became angry from embarrassment, jumped up and grabbed Qingyun's clothes, Qingyun turned around again, Changying's face was white, and she screamed in fright: "Demon girl, I will kill you!" Her sword stabbed fiercely at Qingyun's face, Qingyun dodged, and the sword pierced Qingyun's neck.
Qingyun was furious, pulled out the dagger on his leg, and waved his hand at Changying. Changying's eyes were mesmerized, and he couldn't dodge.
"Bang!" Qingyun fell to the ground with a palm, and the dagger flew far away.
Qing Yun looked up and saw Ling Chen hugging Chang Ying, looking at him angrily.
"Your Majesty, am I disfigured!" Changying cried.
Ling Chen stepped forward, Canglong Sword pointed at Qingyun: "The antidote. Otherwise, I will ruin your face."
Qingyun stood up slowly, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. She looked at Ling Chen with a smile, which made Ling Chen's heart twitch.
This look is too much like Lan Ling!
"There is no antidote, you just spoiled my face." Qingyun sneered.
Ling Chen's sword touched Qing Yun's face.
Huo Jingyun walked forward slowly: "Your Majesty."
Ling Chen didn't turn his head back: "Huo Jingyun, do you want to rebel? I just asked her for an antidote. She poisoned my concubine. For your sake, if you don't kill her, it will only cost her s face."
Qingyun said lightly: "There is really no antidote."
"How can there be no antidote for any poison?" Ling Chen's face became stern.
"Of course it is possible. Didn't the Emperor suffer from a poison that has no antidote?" Qing Yun looked at Ling Chen.
Ling Chen trembled, "Who the hell are you?" She knew that he had been poisoned by a lover, but she still used poison.
Chang Ying cried angrily.
Ling Chen gently hugged her in his arms and told the guards, "Find the imperial doctor!"
"Your Majesty, I dare not open my eyes. Am I disfigured?" She was acting like a baby.
Ling Chen gently reassured her, "There is no disfigurement, let the imperial doctor take a look when he comes later. If she dares to disfigure you, I will kill her."
Huo Jingyun looked at Qingyun quietly.
Qingyun suppressed the tears in his eyes. She took a deep breath.
It turned out that Lan Ling was really dead. The past is the past, no matter how reluctant you are, how to restore it, you will never have the original feeling again.
Lan Ling's soul lives in this Qingyun's body.
So what, the world will only see her as a different kind, or a monster. As for Ling Chen, he may have love, and his love was also given to the woman lying in Linhua Palace.
Maybe in another year, two years, or five years, his feelings will gradually fade away, and no one can beat time.
Love changes, and it would be foolish to desire a love that does not change. Because everyone is changing.
Qingyun remembered that he ran to Fucheng excitedly, but was broken by Ling Chen. She gave him a lot of hints. There are many hints that she is Lan Ling, but he is suspicious and wary.
Only now did she deeply understand that after she was sentenced by him to gouge out her heart, after losing their child, at the execution ground on the sixth avenue of Yuncheng, she might really have lost Ling Chen, or rather, Ling Chen Really lost her.
The reason why she is still willing to come back to find Ling Chen and face these things again may be due to her illusion and unwillingness.
The most tormenting thing in love is not the parting, but the memory makes it easy to stand still, thinking that you can go back...