Xu Jun was willing to collect Jiang Xing's handwriting, and an announcement came from outside: "The queen mother is here—"
Xu Junyuan said: "Young Master Jiang... No, I should call Young Master Jiang respectfully now."
Jiang Xing's face was indeed written "You are a lot of nonsense".
"Weichen knows that your majesty is in a hurry, but in order not to make the queen mother suspicious and cause unnecessary trouble, please be patient."
This is to remind him not to collapse Xiao Li's character too soon. Jiang Xing nodded, pointed to the door, signaled Xu Jun wishing to leave the ink, and ran.
Xu Junyuan said again: "Your majesty, rest assured, the minister will surely deliver your majesty's'Family Letter' to Master Lin as soon as possible."
As soon as Xu Junyuan's voice fell, the queen mother hurried in with the help of Laifu: "Li'er!"
It may be a little difficult to pretend to be a general of the God of War, but it's a person to pretend to be stupid. Jiang Xing put away the expression on his face, lowered his head and did not speak, he was almost half succeeded.
The queen mother held Jiang Xing's hand and found that he was frighteningly cold: "Go and move the charcoal basin—what is going on? Good point, why did the emperor run into the palace of Qinzheng?"
Mother Xiujiao told the Queen Mother about what happened, and Jiang Xing could not lend her a mouth. Fortunately, after she finished speaking, Xiao Songzi added: "The emperor seems to have come to Master Lin."
The Queen Mother hurriedly said: "Then please invite Master Lin into the palace!"
Very well, he can always trust Xiao Songzi.
Xu Jun was willing to know that the Queen Mother would not let him go for the time being, so he glanced at Jiang Xing and said, "Weichen will arrange for someone to go."
The queen mother ordered the mothers to take Jiang to wake up to take a bath and change clothes, but the consequences turned to Xu Junyuan unexpectedly: "Master, the emperor is this...?"
Xu Junyuan explained: "It is a good thing that the emperor can react to the outside world. It is better to be emotional than no emotion."
The queen mother was overjoyed immediately: "The national teacher meant that the emperor's loss of soul is about to get better?"
Xu Junyuan said with a smile: "'Osujiu Jiuxing, his son is in righteousness, but the soul can return to the old body, and rule the country'. The words of the queen mother and the minister are indeed obtained from the observation of the celestial phenomenon."
The queen mother was so excited that she couldn't suppress herself: "The Aijia has been looking forward to this day for so many years..."
After the bath, Jiang Xing put on a new dragon robe. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at the teenager in the mirror. Xiao Li looked too much like him, but he seemed to be shorter and thinner than when he was seventeen years old, probably because he used to play in the mud a lot.
The queen mother wanted to stay with her son, but Jiang Xing went to sleep after taking a shower. After the Queen Mother is getting older, she can't hide her fatigue after such a toss. Xu Jun would like to persuade: "The minister will guard your Majesty in Xingqing Palace. The Queen Mother's phoenix body is important, so why not go back to Ci'an Palace and rest first?"
"No," the queen mother said, "the Ai family will rest in the partial hall. If the emperor wakes up, you will immediately notify the Ai family."
As soon as the queen mother left, Xu Jun was willing to dismiss the other court ladies and eunuchs for excuses. Jiang Xing immediately opened the quilt and sat up. He could finally think about how to coax Lin Qingyu later. He could not speak for the time being, so he could only write down everything he wanted to say.
He writes without rules, and he writes whatever he thinks of, forgetting that there are no punctuation marks in Dayu, let alone logic. He was worried that the characters were too small, and Lin Qingyu couldn't see clearly, so he wrote the characters quite big, and a piece of rice paper was only enough for him to write a sentence.
Xu Jun would like to say that his loss of voice is only temporary, because this body has not opened his mouth, so he can't adapt in a short time. If this is the case, can he speak through trial and practice
The internal officer who was speaking in the palace rushed to the general's mansion in a hurry and explained his intentions to Yuan Yin. Yuan Yin said: "My father-in-law, wait a minute, I'll go report to my wife now."
Half an hour ago, Lin Qingyu returned to the general's mansion. This year, it is common for Lin Qingyu to return home late at night, and Yuan Yin is not surprised. He welcomed Lin Qingyu into the mansion as usual, and asked Lin Qingyu if he would like to have supper, Lin Qingyu nodded and said yes.
All this is no different from usual.
When Huantong sent off for supper, he watched Lin Qingyu rummaging through the boxes and cabinets calmly, and asked, "Master, what are you looking for?"
"Box." Lin Qingyu said as usual, "With the ring, where is the box for the family letter."
"Oh, here it is." Huantong always felt a little weird. Before he could think about it, he took the brocade box and handed it to Lin Qingyu. When Lin Qingyu took over, a chill climbed on Huantong's back.
He knows the reason for this strange weirdness—his young master never forgets, how could he even not remember where such an important thing was put.
Lin Qingyu's action to open the brocade box was still unhurried, calm and calm. Finally found what he was looking for, he smiled and said, "Look, he promised me."
Huantong said in horror: "Young Master?"
"He wrote me a letter of guarantee." Lin Qingyu said confidently, "He won't lie to me."
Huantong became more and more panicked: "Master, what are you talking about?"
Lin Qingyu seemed to be unable to hear him. In other words, he deliberately avoided everything in this world and was immersed in another vain world: "It's just a dream... It's just a dream." His expression suddenly changed harshly. Distorted, but his face is still beautiful and delicate, "How dare he lie to me!"
In addition to the letter of guarantee, the brocade box also contains the proposal ring Jiang Xing gave him, as well as every letter he wrote to him over the past year.
Lin Qingyu picked up the top one. Jiang Xing complained in the letter that he was so hungry and could not eat enough, saying that he wanted to eat plum cake made by his mother-in-law. At the end of the letter, Jiang Xing told him to eat well and sleep well.
Eat... Jiang Xing wants him to eat well.
Lin Qingyu walked to the table, picked up the cakes on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth. One hadn't swallowed it, and the other was stuffed in. Huantong hurriedly stopped him: "Master!"
Lin Qingyu's eyes were red, but she couldn't shed tears. His tears were already drained in his dream.
As soon as Yuan Yin entered the room, he saw this scene in front of him. He was also taken aback when he was as knowledgeable as he was: "Madam?"
Lin Qingyu forcefully swallowed what was in her mouth, rubbed the corners of her mouth with her fingertips, and said nonchalantly, "What?"
Yuan Yin didn't dare to look directly at Lin Qingyu anymore, and said, "People from the palace, please come into the palace. The internal officer also brought a letter."
Hearing the word "letter", Lin Qingyu shook slightly and was supported by Huantong to stand firmly.
What did the people in the palace tell him... Is it about the Northwest
Lin Qingyu heard herself say: "Come on."
When the letter paper was handed over to him, he suddenly became sickened, nauseous, and even had an urge to tear the letter apart. But in case, in case it is Jiang Xing's letter.
Lin Qingyu's eyelashes trembled and opened the letter trembling.
A line of familiar font came into view: a sentence he had recited countless times in silence, and the name engraved on the bottom of his heart.
In the chaotic and muddy memory, a voice sounded in his mind: "We can agree on a code. If I am not dead and wear someone else, we will recognize each other by this code, okay?"
Lin Qingyu's face showed abnormal daze and horror, and his frighteningly calm breathing became rapid again, like a scorching, burning him completely devoid of consciousness.
Yuan Yin said worriedly: "Madam?"
"Prepare... Preparing the car." Lin Qingyu said in a daze, like in a dream, with not very clear eyes, "I want to enter the palace."
… is it you.
If it's you, it must be you... Please, it must be.
The carriage can only be parked at the gate of the palace. Lin Qingyu stepped down too quickly and stepped on the hem of her clothes for the first time in her life. If there are no special circumstances, you are not allowed to walk in the palace. But he doesn't care.
Just like that year during the Shangyuan Festival, he struggled through the crowds and threw himself into Jiang Xing's arms.
—What did Doctor Lin run
—When I come to see you, I naturally need to run.
He watched the magnificent palace getting closer and closer to him.
He heard "Master Lin is here" and he came to the emperor's palace.
The young man in a black dragon robe looked at him. The boy's originally gloomy and dead face regained its brilliance, and his eyes were as bright as stars, as if he could speak, hiding his endless anger and love.
The boy's eyes and Jiang Xing's eyes in the dream gradually merged. At this moment, Lin Qingyu felt that he had been picked up from the cold and deep lake bottom.
When the two looked at each other, two words popped out of the boy's mouth with difficulty: "Qing, Yu."
These are the only two words he can say.
Lin Qingyu looked at him blankly.
Jiang Xing wanted to speak again, but could no longer make a sound. He could only take out the words that had been written in advance, and held them up one by one to Lin Qingyu:
[Qingyu! Kiyoh! ! ! 】
[I am Jiang Xing! ! ! 】
【I am back again! ! ! 】
[I am not a scumbag! ! ! 】
[I haven't slept, just run away! ! ! 】
【I miss you… 】
【I like you so much...】
【I love you. 】