After a few light rains, the flowers and trees in the courtyard became more and more vigorous, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day when the prime minister's mansion held a spring banquet.
Li Zhongqian's expedition was imminent, and Li Yaoying was busy packing for him and did not go to the banquet.
In the prime minister's house, incense was burned and banners were hung, and guests and friends filled the door.
The little lady beads of each family were surrounded by greenery, dressed in fresh clothes to attend. When they heard that the Seventh Princess would not come, their faces showed regret, but they secretly breathed a sigh of relief: If the Seventh Princess came, who would have the heart to see them
Li Zhongqian remembered that he had promised Yaoying to go to Qujiang with her for a horse race.
The day before the expedition, Li Zhongqian entered the palace to visit Concubine Xie.
Concubine Xie Guifei sat in front of the railing and watched the maid play on the swing.
Herbs circle the steps, the sun is warm, she wears no makeup, and she wears plain clothes, smiling and talking to the maid next to her, with a serene face.
Li Zhongqian got closer.
I happened to hear Concubine Xie beckoning to call a little servant: "Erlang, your hair is messed up, come here, A-Niang will comb your hair."
The little maid responded with a smile, and when he walked down the corridor, he ran into Li Zhongqian with a gloomy face, his face turned pale, and he took a few steps back and knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"
The little maid did not dare to look up, shivering.
Concubine Xie often recognizes the wrong person, and always regards the maid Awei as the seventh princess, and the little maid as the second prince when she was a teenager. If they don't respond, Concubine Xie will panic and fear.
Later, Feng Yu asked the little maid and Awei to follow Concubine Xie and pretend that they were young princes and princesses. The seventh princess also reassured them and said that they would not blame them. Only then did he dare to respond to what Concubine Xie called with his humble body. Sound "Erlang".
Li Zhongqian said nothing.
Concubine Xie waited for a while, but she didn't see the little servant, she looked over with doubts on her face.
Li Zhongqian and his mother looked at each other for a moment.
Xie Guifei looked bewildered.
Li Zhongqian retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Nothing, the imperial concubine is calling you, you go."
The little waiter took a long breath, got up, and trotted.
Concubine Xie called him with a smile: "Erlang, walk slowly, don't fall."
Li Zhongqian stood in the corner for a while, then turned to leave.
Awei sent him out of the palace. Seeing his indifferent expression, she couldn't help but explain: "Your Majesty, don't blame your Royal Highness..."
Li Zhongqian interrupted her calmly: "I don't blame A-Niang."
He understands that this is the case when the mother is sick.
The guard waited outside the palace gate with his mount, Li Zhongqian took the reins, and his body suddenly froze.
"I ask you one thing, you answer honestly, and you must not hide anything."
His tone was cold and majestic.
Awei hurriedly said respectfully, "Your Majesty just asks, I don't dare to hide it."
Li Zhongqian asked, "Has Qiniang vomited blood again like last year?"
Awei was startled, thought for a while, and shook her head.
"Your Majesty, the princess has been eating gelatin pills and has never vomited blood."
Li Yaoying has been frail and sick since she was a child. Even though her health has improved a lot in the past two years, she has not stopped taking the medicine.
Li Zhongqian didn't speak, his expression relaxed a little.
Last year, Li Yaoying suddenly vomited blood, her life was hanging by a thread, and Feng Yu was helpless.
Li Zhongqian felt that his sister's illness was strange and kept her for several days.
But Yaoying didn't care, saying that she just ate raw fish paste and had stomach upset.
Li Zhongqian had seen her painful appearance when he vomited blood, of course he didn't believe it.
Ask Fengyu, Fengyu can't say why.
Later, Yaoying recovered quickly, and her whole body was refreshed, and she didn't seem to be seriously ill at all.
Li Zhongqian had no choice but to keep his doubts in his heart.
He saddled up on the horse, facing the fading twilight, letting out a light sigh of relief.
No matter what Yaoying hid from him, as long as she is fine.
Half an hour later, Li Zhongqian returned to the palace.
The front yard was crowded with people, laughing loudly, and the front hall was crowded with people.
Chang Shi led Li Zhongqian around the front yard and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the front yard is giving out rewards."
Li Zhongqian's mouth twitched: "Qiniang ordered?"
Chang Shi nodded his head, saying that whenever the Second Prince went on an expedition or triumphed, the Seventh Princess would order the steward to give rewards to the servants inside and outside the mansion.
The front yard was full of people, and the inner yard was also busy. The corridor was full of open boxes and cages.
Yaoying stood in front of the door and directed the maid.
The splendid sunset was sifted through layer upon layer by the blossoming branches of the trees, and lightly caged her.
She stood in front of the steps, with a slender figure and red lips and teeth. When she looked back, she saw Li Zhongqian approaching, her eyebrows slightly curved.
She was born with a pair of charming eyes half full of autumn water, thick eyelashes flickering, and spring ripples in the eyes.
"Brother."
She called him softly, smiling brightly.
As if photographed by her radiant face, the flower branches in the courtyard trembled slightly in the slightly drunken evening wind.
Li Zhongqian grinned, raised his hand and brushed off an apricot flower that fell on Yaoying's green temples.
He grew up protecting his pet sister.
Yaoying pushed Li Zhongqian into the house: "You go to bed tomorrow, go to bed early tonight, no matter who posts, you are not allowed to go out to drink!"
He was drunk when he was on an expedition, and the officials who saw him off looked sideways.
Li Zhongqian raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in a long voice, "I see, housekeeper!"
Yaoying glared at him sullenly.
She did all the work, checked her bags, and stayed busy until the night.
I don't know if it was because of overthinking these two days, Yaoying slept very restlessly.
She had a dream.
In the dream, it was raining heavily, and she was buried under corpses, unable to breathe or turn over.
There were dead people everywhere, and she was soaked in the blood-stained rain, and she was cold.
"Little Seven! Little Seven!"
A voice called her name anxiously.
The eleven-year-old boy's voice was clear and crisp, trembling and shouting over and over again: "Little Seven!"
In the pouring rain, he shouted until his voice was hoarse. He knelt upright in front of the dead body, his hands were ripped apart, and he turned one by one to identify the rotting corpses.
"Don't be afraid..."
"Brother is here..."
"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid..."
Yaoying wanted to call him, but her throat was choked up and she couldn't make a sound.
The long rainy night passed, the rain still did not stop, and the boy was still searching persistently.
After an unknown amount of time, the body of the guard that was on Yaoying's body was removed, and bright light poured down.
Eleven-year-old Li Zhongqian knelt in front of her with red eyes.
Yaoying looked at his face, she couldn't hold back her fear any longer, and tears fell: "Brother... I'm afraid... "
Li Zhongqian's lips trembled a few times, his whole body trembled, and he hugged her tightly.
"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, brother is here to pick you up."
Yaoying clenched his shirt tightly and cried.
The next moment, the eleven-year-old boy left, and Yaoying found herself standing in a barren sand.
The wind roared past his ears, the sky was vast, and the yellow sand filled the sky.
A light black horse jumped down the hillside like an arrow from the string. The young man on the horse's back was strong and straight, with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a dazzling golden armor, and a helmet shining in the scorching sun.
The drums rumbled, and a group of cavalry in black armor suddenly rushed out from the dark, like a big net, and rushed towards him.
The young man laughed loudly, his phoenix eyes flashed with bloodthirsty cold light, waving a pair of drums and golden hammers, charging forward without fear, his snow-white cloak fluttering wildly.
Yaoying stumbled and ran towards him.
"Brother!"
She shouted at him desperately, her throat hurting like a knife, "Brother! Hurry back! That's a trap!"
Li Zhongqian couldn't hear anything, he swung the sledgehammer and continued to move forward.
An eerie whizzing sound pierced the air, feather arrows roared like a rain of locusts, and half of the sky was filled with dense black dots.
Arrows pierced through his breastplate, one after another, piercing his entire body.
He was picked off his horse by a dozen long | spears, rolled, stood up again, stood in front of the slope, and raised his double hammers again with his flesh-and-blood hands.
Yaoying pushed him, beat him, and scolded him while crying.
Li Zhongqian stood there motionless, covered in blood, his robes shattered, and the light in his phoenix eyes slowly dimmed.
The circling vulture swooped down, the sharp black-brown beak biting at his body.
Yaoying pounced on it and drove away the vultures like crazy.
"Let go of my brother! Let go of him!"
The vulture flapped its wings and pecked Yaoying fiercely, until she was covered in wounds. She hugged Li Zhongqian tightly, covered in scars.
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"Brother!"
Yaoying woke up from her dream, wiped the corners of her eyes, and her fingertips were wet.
She had nightmares again.
The maid held a candle in one hand, opened the gauze, and took a picture of her face.
"Your Majesty, are you in a nightmare?"
Yaoying broke out in a cold sweat, her clothes were coldly pressed against her skin, she hummed absently, and her hands were still shaking.
She often has this dream, but no nightmare has ever been clearer than this one, as if it really happened.
The moonlight fills the Xuan window, and there is still water outside the window.
Yaoying groped to find the jade box by the pillow, opened the lid, and the bright moon pearl the size of a pigeon egg emitted a soft and clear light.
She held Mingyuezhu, remembered what she saw in her dream, she was so upset, she put on her clothes and got up, walked out of the yard, and walked towards the north house where Li Zhongqian lived.
Li Zhongqian was conceited about his martial arts skills, and he drove the personal guards to the outer courtyard to be on duty, leaving only two errand servants in the north room.
Yaoying walked in all the way, but the guards did not dare to stop her.
The two servants were sitting back to back and dozing off. When they saw her coming, they stayed for a while, thinking it was a fairy dreaming. After a while, they suddenly woke up.
Yao Ying made a booing gesture towards them, walked in tiptoe, stood outside the screen, and opened the tent to look inside.
She didn't want to wake Li Zhongqian, just looked at him and made sure he was still alive.
The bed was empty.
Yaoying stayed for a while.
A low smile suddenly sounded in his ears: "What is Xiao Qi looking at in the dark lights?"
Yaoying screamed in fright, and subconsciously smashed the thing in her hand.
As soon as she let go of her hand, she reacted and flew forward, suddenly slipping under her feet, losing her center of gravity, and fell headlong towards the screen.
"Watch out!"
Li Zhongqian was also startled, grabbed Yaoying's waist, and helped her stand firm.
With a bang, the Moon Bead rolled to the ground.
Yaoying felt distressed for a while, bent down to pick it up, and just took a step, her ankle was tingling.
When he just jumped up, he seemed to slap his foot.
She hissed in pain and gasped.
Li Zhongqian frowned slightly, raised his voice to call the boy servant to enter the room to light the lamp, picked up Yaoying and carried him to the couch in the east room.
As soon as Yaoying entered the yard, he heard movement. He just didn't feel sleepy, so he got up and waited for her to come over.
There was no light in the room, and she didn't see him standing in the dark, so she opened the tent and looked inside.
On a whim, he deliberately made a loud noise to scare her.
Who would have thought it would scare her like this
Yaoying looked straight at the little light in the corner: "Wait, pick up the moon pearl first, don't break it."
Li Zhongqian frowned and said in a low voice, "Let's see if you're swollen first."
Yaoying leaned on the couch, tried to twist her right foot, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay, just twist it a bit, it will be fine in a while."
Li Zhongqian didn't speak, took off the socks on her feet, took the lamp handed by the servant, and checked it carefully.
After confirming that her right foot was only twisted a bit, and there was no internal injury, he helped her put on her socks, got up and walked to the screen, picked up the moon pearl, and handed it to her.
"It's not a rare baby. If you fall, you will fall. I will find something better for you."
Li Zhongqian's tone was severe.
The screen in his room is a large floor-to-ceiling screen inlaid with mica stones. If she really fell down just now, she would definitely be bleeding. That's no joke!
Yaoying held the bright moon pearl, blowing away the ups and downs, and said with a smile, "Brother, I like this one."
He didn't mention the fact that he did something to scare her, she was delicate and well-behaved.
Li Zhongqian sighed helplessly, seeing the cold sweat on Yaoying's forehead, and asked softly, "Did you have a nightmare again?"
Thinking of those dreams, Yaoying's heart tightened, she nodded, raised her face, and looked at Li Zhongqian without blinking.
He looked nervous, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
Li Zhongqian didn't ask any more questions, and said gently, "It's okay, those are just dreams."
Yao Ying lowered her eyes, and hummed.
She has said the words too many times, so there is no need to repeat them.
Li Zhongqian sighed, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Xiao Qi, Brother A promises you that he will come back alive. If Brother A loses the battle, he will surrender. No matter how they humiliate me, it doesn't matter if they want me to kneel and kowtow in front of the battle. My brother will definitely come back alive."
Yaoying raised her face and stared at Li Zhongqian in disbelief.
As the son of Li's family, and his grandfather's family is the famous Xie family all over the world, how proud is Li Zhongqian that he would say such heroic words
In the book, he was surrounded by cavalry, and fought until the last moment without showing any sign of fear. He took his last breath after killing several cavalry in a row.
Brother A must be afraid of her worry, so he would say such words to coax her to play.
Yaoying's heart was sour, and her eyes were reddish.
Li Zhongqian raised his hand to scratch the tip of her nose and said with a smile, "Brother's words count."
Yao Ying always thought that he still had a bit of the character of the Xie family.
He didn't dare to let Yaoying know, in fact, he had changed a long time ago.
What does the Li family have to do with him
What does Da Wei have to do with him
What does the life and death of the people have to do with him
What is the world, the chaos of the world, a century-old plan, internal and external troubles... He doesn't care about all of it!
He only wants Xiao Qi to be safe and smooth.
The moonlight is like water, and the ground in front of the screen is bright.
Li Zhongqian carried Yaoying on his back and sent her back to the room.
Yaoying talked to him for a while, and she felt a little more at ease. She lay down on his back, put her arms around his neck, and said, "Brother, I'll wait for you to come back."
Li Zhongqian responded with a smile.
"It will be the end of summer when you come back." Yaoying calculated the time, "I want to go hunting in Xiyuan."
Li Zhongqian smiled and said, "Okay."
"Dongdu has dragon boat races every year. We take our mother to Dongdu to live for a few days."
"it is good."
No matter what Yaoying asked, Li Zhongqian agreed.
Her voice became more and more muffled.
Li Zhongqian turned back and found that Yaoying was sleeping on his back, her lustrous face resting on his shoulders, her right hand clenched a fist, and she did not forget to hold the bright moon pearl tightly in her sleep.
He smiled.
She's been so busy these days, she must be exhausted.
…
The next morning, Yaoying sent Li Zhongqian to the expedition.
She stood on the city wall, without a hat, holding arrows in her hand, watching the army go south.
Li Zhongqian rode a steed, turned around and waved a pair of golden hammers in her direction, golden armor and white robes, with a heroic appearance.
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Ami, Bai Tianmengzhou, Jiutiannu
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Jian Mu Xin An, An Ya A Mei, a watermelon kitchen eat, Qing Yao