Under the cold moonlight, the silver-like snow blade pointed at Li Yaoying, and the cold light shone.
Li Xuanzhen stood on the stone steps, and Yaoying stood in front of them.
Just a few steps away.
The long sword in the man's hand only needs to go forward a few minutes to cut through the delicate skin of the little lady.
Yaoying slowly raised her eyes, a smile flashed across her face.
"Is Brother Changsheng going to kill Ayue?"
She asked softly, with green temples and red face, long eyelashes flickering, and a pair of dark eyes that glittered with autumn water.
When she was a child, she liked to look up at people like this, with her big, slender eyes blinking, pink makeup and jade cut, round and jade-like, like a pearl with a soft luster. When she was coquettish with others, her curled eyelashes flickered lightly. Move, every stroke seems to flash in the heart.
When she looked over with a smile, few people could refuse her request.
So when she smiled and called his longevity brother and asked him to help her pin a clay figurine, he nodded in response.
That clay figurine was a gift she was going to give to Li Zhongqian.
Li Xuanzhen's wrists trembled slightly, and Yuehua cast a faint shadow on his face, unable to distinguish between joy and anger.
Zheng Biyu looked confused.
The name Changsheng brother was very familiar to her.
Li Xuanzhen's small character was Zhang, and Tang Shi was afraid that he would not be able to support him, so he gave him a common name with auspicious meaning: Longevity Slave.
In the past, only the Tang family called Li Xuanzhen this way, but after the Tang family was gone, Zhu Luyun was the only person in the world who could call Li Xuanzhen by such a nickname.
How could the seventh princess know Li Xuanzhen's nickname
Zheng Biyu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Dalang..."
Before the words of dissuasion could be said, Li Xuanzhen sank his face and said coldly, "You all go down."
Zheng Biyu frowned, looked back at Yaoying, saw that she was calm, her heart became more and more doubtful, but her face did not show, and she left with the palace servants.
The evening breeze gently flapped the bamboo lanterns under the corridor, and the hazy halo swayed slowly.
Yaoying took a step forward.
The tip of the sword was only half a finger away from her fat-like neck, and she seemed to feel the murderous intent of the sword thirsting for human blood.
There was no intention in her eyes, holding the corner of her skirt, her eyes did not blink, and she continued to walk forward.
Li Xuanzhen clenched the long sword and stared down at her, motionless.
Yaoying stepped on the stone steps.
There was a ding sound, and at the moment when the blade was about to kiss her neck, Li Xuanzhen suddenly retracted the sword and took a step back.
He didn't say anything, looked away, and threw away the sword.
"Don't call me that."
Li Xuanzhen said coldly.
Yaoying looked at the long sword in the shadow of the lamp like a hand of fine snow, and after a while, she changed her mind and said, "eldest brother."
Li Xuanzhen looked cold.
Yaoying then changed her words: "His Royal Highness."
Li Xuanzhen still didn't answer her, was silent for a while, and asked, "Why do you want to see me?"
Yaoying said firmly: "The news sent back by Xie Chao must have been heard by the East Palace."
Most of the generals were from the poor family, and Li Xuanzhen was the object of allegiance to the poor family. Nearly half of the generals in the DPRK and China fought side by side with him. They maintained close contacts with Donggong, and any information on the battlefield could not be concealed from Donggong.
Yaoying asked for help from all sides, but there was no response. It must have been Donggong who spoke first, so no one dared to lend a helping hand to her.
Li Xuanzhen did not speak.
Yaoying knew that he had admitted it, and clenched her fingers.
Donggong really knew that Li Zhongqian was now under heavy siege, and it was urgent to send reinforcements, and it could not be delayed any longer.
Li Xuanzhen smiled, but said in a mocking tone, "Seventh sister wants to ask me to save Li Zhongqian? Don't bother."
Asking him to save Li Zhongqian is a fool's dream!
In fact, Donggong not only will not take action to save people, but also intends to take this opportunity to avoid future troubles forever.
Even if Li Yaoying took out the clay figurine, he would not save the enemy's son.
"I know that His Royal Highness will definitely not agree."
Yaoying's voice was dry, her expression was calm, and she said word by word, "So let's make a deal. You send a flying cavalry team to rescue my brother, and I will marry Princess Fukang to the Yelu Department. How about it?"
The flying cavalry only listened to his orders.
The night wind blew lightly, and the shadows of the lanterns swayed under the bamboo-bone lantern cover.
Li Xuanzhen's pupils shrank, and she looked down at Yaoying with shock, anger, and disgust.
"What qualifications do you have to make a deal with me?"
He turned his face away, as if disdainful.
"I understand that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hates my auntie and my elder brother. Your Highness thinks that my auntie forced Empress Tang to death. You once said that you want my auntie to have a taste of being humiliated."
Yaoying lowered her head, straightened her sleeves, and knelt down straight towards Li Xuanzhen.
The corridor paved with capricorn-patterned floor tiles is hard and cold, and there are several layers of leno weave, and the knees are aching.
Yaoying knelt down straight and raised her head, "I was humiliated in front of Your Highness on behalf of A-Niang, does Your Highness feel comfortable?"
Li Xuanzhen looked at her in surprise, her face twitching slightly.
Yaoying knelt and didn't move, facing his sarcastic gaze, there was no trace of waves on her face.
"Can we negotiate a deal now?"
she asked, in a calm tone.
Li Xuanzhen was silent for a longer time this time, took a step forward, and raised Yaoying's chin with her cold fingers.
Rough fingertips rubbed against the skin, as if the back of a knife had slashed.
Yaoying shuddered slightly when she remembered that these hands had once held her throat, making her unable to breathe.
Li Xuanzhen looked at her condescendingly, her eyes cold: "Seventh sister, if I knew this earlier, why was it in the first place?"
Yaoying looked back calmly, with a firm expression, without any wavering.
Just like when he gave her the opportunity to choose, she had the same expression when she turned around and left without hesitation.
Li Xuanzhen clenched her fingers suddenly: "Seventh sister, I gave you a chance."
Facing Li Xuanzhen's icy gaze, Yaoying smiled slightly. Although she was kneeling, her aura remained undiminished: "His Royal Highness, my aunt is the daughter of the Xie family, and my brother is Li Zhongqian. This will never, never change."
She was born with insufficiency. Before the age of three, Xie Manyuan took care of her in a disorganized manner, so that she could survive.
After the age of three, Li Zhongqian took care of her growing up, taught her to read and write, and rescued her from the battlefield. The two brothers and sisters depended on each other for life.
Her mother and brother are her relatives, and she will not cut off ties with Li Zhongqian for self-protection, even if doing so will completely anger Li Xuanzhen.
Li Xuanzhen twitched the corner of her mouth, let go of her hand, and turned her back.
"Li Zhongqian won't live for a few days, so I don't need to make a deal with you. Without Li Zhongqian's protection, even if Duke Pei can persuade the Sage to withdraw his marriage, I can still force you to agree to marry on your behalf. Seventh sister, you are still not qualified to trade with me. ."
Gong Pei's way of protecting Yaoying was Yangmou, and Yangmou could only persuade the sage to abolish the edict that granted the marriage, but he couldn't prevent other people from secretly planning.
Now that something has happened to Li Zhongqian, Wei Ming has his own way to force Yaoying to marry instead.
She is just a woman who has lost her only reliance and cannot compete with the East Palace.
Not even qualified to trade with the East Palace.
Yaoying said calmly: "Can Zhu Luyun wait? Can the saint wait? How long can Chief Yelu wait?"
The wedding is getting closer and closer, she sent someone to inquire, Zhu Luyun washed her face in tears all day, how could Li Xuanzhen be willing to let Zhu Luyun continue to be frightened
"Besides, even if Wei Ming can figure out a way to force me to nod, how can he guarantee that I will be willing?"
Yaoying pointedly said, "If something happens to me, if I accidentally ruin my face, or if I die unfortunately... As long as there is a little mistake, all Wei Ming's intrigues will be useless. You guys There is no way to force me, and in the entire Great Wei, only I can replace Princess Fukang."
Li Xuanzhen's face was gloomy.
Yaoying was worried about Li Zhongqian's safety and didn't want to entangle with Li Xuanzhen. She stood up and patted the sleeve of her skirt: "Please, His Royal Highness, please send a flying cavalry team immediately, as long as my brother returns to Beijing safely, I will keep my promise and marry him. I've always been a man of my word, and I won't go back on it."
"I'm only waiting for half a stick of incense. After half a stick of incense, the flying cavalry team won't move. No matter how intimidating Wei Ming is, I won't marry him even if I die."
Li Xuanzhen frowned.
Yaoying did not urge him, but stood aside and waited for him to make a decision.
After a while, she suddenly clutched her chest tightly, with a painful expression on her face, staggered two steps, and a strand of blood dripped from her lips.
Li Xuanzhen was stunned, grabbed Yaoying's arm and forced her to raise her head: "What's wrong with you?"
Yaoying's face was pale, her whole body was shaking, sweat soaked through layers of clothes, her hair was soaked with sweat beads, and there was a soft wet light under the lamp, as if her whole body was pulled out of the water.
Li Xuanzhen hugged her halfway, and felt her soft body quickly become cold, without any heat.
"you are sick?"
A few drops of sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, and he was at a loss as to what to do, and patted Yaoying's face lightly.
Yaoying's hands and feet were soft, she leaned against his arms, raised her hand to wipe the blood from her lips, and slowly raised her face.
Li Xuanzhen looked down at her.
Yaoying's lips were black, and there was no trace of blood on her face, but a smile gradually floated on her lips, and while trembling in pain, she said, "You agreed."
Li Xuanzhen was stunned.
Yaoying was trembling all over, her face was full of sweat, her teeth were rattling, and her haggard face showed the brightest look in days.
"Li Xuanzhen, you have already agreed to the deal."
She could feel that she once again avoided the fate of Li Zhongqian's doomed death, so she was punished again.
Brother is saved.
…
When Zheng Biyu saw Li Yaoying again, she was lying in Li Xuanzhen's arms, her face was slightly blue.
"How did it happen in a blink of an eye?"
Zheng Biyu looked at her husband with a sharp-edged look, "Have you hurt Qiniang?"
Li Xuanzhen shook her head and put down Yaoying: "I didn't hurt her, she suddenly vomited blood for no reason."
Zheng Biyu hurried Li Xuanzhen out, and asked the doctor to come to Yaoying for treatment.
Li Xuanzhen turned to leave, her sleeves tightened.
He turned back.
Yaoying clenched his sleeve tightly, her fingers turned white with force, lying on the bedside, weakly said: "Flying... Flying cavalry..."
Li Xuanzhen looked at her and pulled back her sleeves expressionlessly.
"I have already sent the flying cavalry team off."
Yaoying slowly closed her eyes.
The doctor rushed over with a medicine box in a short while, but didn't see anything wrong, so he could only give Yaoying a soothing medicine first.
Zheng Biyu was so anxious, for fear that Yaoying would do anything wrong, she personally guarded Yaoying.
The next morning, Yaoying woke up from a coma and struggled to get down to the ground despite the doctor's obstruction.
She can't stay in the East Palace for much longer.
Zheng Biyu had already learned about the transaction between Yaoying and Li Xuanzhen, sighed and helped her up: "Qiniang, have you really figured it out?"
Wei Ming and Li Xuanzhen had an argument last night.
Wei Ming was reluctant to save Li Zhongqian, but Li Xuanzhen insisted on saving, and the two quarreled until midnight.
The servants of the princess' mansion had a look of joy, and ran back to the princess' mansion overnight to report the news. This morning, the palace servants over there came to spread the word, saying that Zhu Luyun was willing to eat.
Yao Ying's face was still as pale as snow, and she smiled bitterly: "Sister-in-law, how can there be any eggs under the nest? If Brother A really died in the river valley, A-Niang and I would be helpless. At that point, I don't even have anything to trade with."
Xie's family died in battle, Xie Guifei lost her support, and the mother and son could only be slaughtered by others.
In order to protect her and A-Niang, Li Zhongqian abandoned Wen and martial arts and followed Li De to fight in the North, using the name of brutality and ferocity on the battlefield to deter evil spirits.
In troubled times, Li Zhongqian was Xie Guifei and her confidence.
Without my brother, she would either marry obediently, or resist with death.
Since the ending is the same, it is better for her to lead the transaction in exchange for Li Zhongqian's safety.
As long as she can save her brother, Yaoying can sacrifice anything.
Zheng Biyu sighed and escorted her out of the inner courtyard.
Li Xuanzhen had just returned from the Princess Mansion, and she was still wearing yesterday's clothes. Her face was neither good nor bad.
He looked at Yaoying and frowned slightly: "You are sick, why are you still walking around?"
Yaoying turned pale and smiled weakly, "eldest brother, don't worry, as long as my brother is safe, I will keep my promise and complete the marriage contract between Dawei and Ye Lubu, even if I die of illness, I will survive the wedding banquet. That day."
Li Xuanzhen's face darkened slightly.
Yaoying slowed down, raised her eyes, and looked at Li Xuanzhen's phoenix eyes that were very similar to Li Zhongqian.
"Li Xuanzhen, I bowed my head to you, made a deal with you, and knelt down to you, not because I think my aunt is guilty and think we owe you something, but because the weak eat the strong and I have to do this."
"I never thought it was my aunt who forced Empress Tang to death. The tragedy between them was a continual misunderstanding in the chaotic world. The second brother is even more innocent. He has never hurt your mother and son, only Because it is my mother's son, and because it threatens your status, you will be regarded as a thorn in your side, and will be angered by the Holy Spirit."
Li Xuanzhen did not make a sound, and watched Yaoying walk away step by step weakly, and the weak figure disappeared into the depths of Lin Yi.
…
Yao Ying stepped out of the courtyard.
Xie Qing stepped forward and helped her onto the carriage.
"Your Majesty, go back to the palace?"
Yaoying shook her head, her voice soft as silk: "No, let's enter the palace."
She is about to marry the grassland.
This time, it's probably a goodbye.
Before leaving, those old and old accounts must be calculated clearly.
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