He fell silent, with panic on his face, looked left and right, put down the weapon in his hand, and captured it with nothing.
With the cheers of all the sergeants, the battle was won.
After leading all the soldiers back to the camp with the captured remnants, I threw the head in my hand, sneered, and rode back to the camp following the footsteps of the soldiers.
Since ancient times, those who underestimate the enemy will not end well, but this king doesn't believe that he doesn't even understand this truth.
Before the enemy army has written the letter of surrender, it is impossible to move the division back to the court. I have been waiting for the result for a month. What made me happy is that I received a letter from Qingheng, saying that his illness is gradually recovering, and I can fight with peace of mind. , Don't be distracted by his affairs and suffer undeserved injuries on the battlefield.
Look, how considerate my Qing Heng is, I should let go of what I was thinking, and stop those plans.
Just looking at the letter and giggling, the handsome and elegant handwriting is as beautiful as that of Qingheng's people, when I heard that the account guarded outside the account came to report—
"My lord, there is a person outside the tent asking to see me, claiming to be my lord's brother-in-law."
I lightly put down the letter in my hand, a little puzzled, righteous brother... uh... when did I have an extra righteous brother
"Let..." he came in.
But before I could say the last three words, a person came in from outside the tent, and those two words that were quite excited quickly interrupted what I was about to say.
"Big brother~"
Accompanied by these words, just like Xingren, he likes to hug my waist. I pressed my forehead. This familiar voice and this unusual movement must be Murong Xing.
Before pulling Murong Xing off his body, he pushed me away with both hands, stretched out his hands to rub his chest, and looked at me with some sorrow: "Ouch! Brother, you want to kill me? Do you want to kill me?" I don't need to wear such a crappy thing to death, do I? By the way, when did you change your gender?"
Do you think I think? Since ancient times, how can any soldier not wear armor in the barracks
I frowned, and pressed my forehead again: "Murong Xing, have you finished your martial arts? Why did you leave the mountain so early?"
Speaking of which, this Murong Xing is my brother-in-law, but he haunted me life and death with Si Ran when he was a child, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter what, under Si Ran's helplessness, I had no choice but to admit that I was unlucky Murong Xing has been with us for a few years in the arena, and suddenly realized that he is not good at anything other than Yirong, especially martial arts, so bad that he can't even count as a triangular cat kung fu. He said goodbye to us with snot and tears, and went to the intersection to buy several bunches of candied haws and stuffed them in Feng Yin's hands before leaving. Later, I don't know what method he used to wrap around I hired an expert who lived in seclusion, and resorted to various methods to force him to accept him as an apprentice. He went up to the mountains to learn martial arts with his master, and he learned martial arts for a few years. Now this person has changed a little. He looked like he was just in his early days, dressed in white clothes, with a white jade hair crown on his head, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, except for the slightly pursed lips and the faint and resentful eyes, he could also be called a handsome young man. up.
"Brother, don't be so indifferent, let me be Xiaoxing, listen kindly." The sergeant at the side left the tent and guarded it again, Murong Xing pursed his mouth at me and muttered dissatisfiedly.
"Uh... have I ever called you Xiao Xing?" I helped my forehead and sat back on the wooden stool. Seeing this, Murong Xing unceremoniously pulled the small wooden stool and sat down.
"Oh, don't worry about it so much, big brother... It's not the time to go down the mountain to learn martial arts, but I'm... alas." Murong Xing stopped talking here in a tantalizing way.
I poured a cup of tea that I had nothing to do to brew, let the curling green smoke slide over my lips, onto my nostrils, followed his words and asked, "What trouble did you get into again? Could it be, you Can you offend Master?"
"Oh, brother is really smart! Brother, I did something I shouldn't do and offended Master, that's why I ran out." With a deep sigh, Murong Xing unceremoniously took the half-drinked drink from my hand. Tea, I flicked the floating leaves impatiently, pressed the lid of the teacup and drank the tea until there were only a few tea leaves in the bottom. I stared at him coldly, he smiled unconsciously, and put the empty teacup Hand it back to me, "Brother, the tea you made is really delicious, bring me another cup, I'm thirsty."
Hearing the sound, I was taken aback, coauthored, is this treating me as a servant in a tea shop? But I really want to ask, how did he know that this is the tea I brewed? Well, no matter, since I haven't seen Murong Xing for several years, let him go.
As Murong Xing wished, I poured another glass and handed it to him. He took it, raised his head and drank it. It was estimated that he drank half of it. Then he stopped and pursed his lips faintly: "This matter, is it true?" So, that day I sneaked to the town down the mountain to buy wine and drink, but I got drunk by accident, and when I got back to the mountain, I took a bite of Master’s mouth, thinking it was fun, so I added another For a while, and then... and then, and then when I woke up, I realized that I fell asleep with Master as a little Yinyin... But I swear, I was still wearing my clothes that day, really! I also swear, I like it It's Brother Xiaoyinyin, you know, I will never marry Xiaoyinyin in this life!"
I shook my hand while pouring the tea, and almost splashed all the tea on my body. If I guessed correctly, Xiao Yinyin was referring to Feng Yin, but this... "When did you fall in love with... Uh, Xiao Yin ... Yes, why didn't I see it?"
Murong Xing looked at me with an expression of guessing the result long ago and said: "That's brother, you are too slow to react, brother, you only care about brother Sixuan, and you don't care about anything else at all, you definitely won't Concern, brother Ren Sixiang can see it, okay?"
Uh... is that the case
However, to be able to regard Master as Feng Yin, then... "Is your Master male or female?"
"Naturally it has to be a man!"
What Murong Xing said was a matter of course, I understood it in my heart, man, this makes sense.
Uh... seems to have missed something...
"You said you like...!" I don't know why, but the feeling in my heart is not so good, the gentle Feng Yin... Sigh, I'm afraid I'm overthinking it, Feng Yin doesn't have much to do with me.
"Yeah, I've liked Xiao Yinyin since the first time we met, that's why I pestered him to change his appearance, but I didn't expect Xiao Yinyin to be so cold, it hurts people's heart." Murong Xing pursed his mouth, The tone returned to the resentment just now.
It turned out that this was the case, but now that I think about it, it makes sense.
But I forgot, whether Murong Xing's goal was achieved or not.
Thirty Seven Mutations
"Just after that night, Master suddenly changed his original cold appearance, and was extremely gentle to me, as if he was a different person. Then... a few days ago, he finally revealed his purpose. He actually made me unable to Leave him and live with me for the rest of your life! Then what about my little Yinyin, so I ran out while Master was asleep." Murong Xing said, his nervous appearance seemed to be still in the part of how he escaped hour.
"Then if your master comes after you, what should you do?" I raised my eyebrows, replied casually, and then carefully picked up the letter sent by Qing Heng, and was about to put it in my sleeve when I was caught. Murong Xing found out, looked at the letter without blinking and became curious, and took the letter in my hand without saying a word.
Opening it and looking at it, Murong Xing smiled with eyebrows crooked, and said jokingly, "Brother, who is Qing Heng? Also, where is Brother Si Xing? Why haven't I seen him?"
Si Ran...
I frowned, lowered my face, and said to Murong Xing who asked the question knowingly: "Murong Xing, how long are you going to make trouble?"
After hearing this, Murong Xing was stunned, and then laughed even harder: "Brother, I thought you didn't remember, but it's good to remember, good to remember..." Suddenly the smile stopped, a handsome face He was quite serious at the moment, looked around for a week, and said softly, "Brother, how long will the plan be implemented?"
plan…
I frowned, and felt relieved at the moment, since Qing Heng already had Qing Heng, and Qing Heng should not look into the past, then: "The things planned will not be carried out in the future."
Murong Xing was stunned, then his pupils dilated suddenly, his face was full of disbelief, and he slapped the table again, the cup of tea that was originally on the table trembled violently with his movement, and almost fell to the ground.
"What did you say!? Brother, have you forgotten all these years of suffering!" He slapped the letter in his hand on the table with such force that he seemed to tear the table into pieces, "It's because of Gu Qingheng Do you know his purpose, big brother! He wants you to die and you still protect him! If it doesn’t work, I’ll kill him right away! Brother Sizheng’s revenge must be avenged!”
"How dare you!" I stared fiercely at Murong Xing, the words I said seemed to be squeezed out between my teeth, every word was cold.
"I dare!" Murong Xing got excited, staring at me with dark eyes, clenching his teeth tightly, as if he was going to fight me to the end.
"Brother Sixuan has to take revenge, big brother..." Murong Xing let out a soft voice and lowered his head, his eyes were a little red with strong unwillingness.
After a while, I sighed, "Forget it... it's all... over."
As the words fell, Murong Xing raised his head, looked at me incredulously, then gritted his teeth, and slapped my left cheek, probably because he had used his inner strength, the left cheek was in a burning pain: "You are not mine!" Big brother! I don’t have a big brother like you!” roared angrily, and walked away.
I looked at his back full of anger, stroked his hot left cheek, and sighed with lowered eyes.
Why... do you like to slap your face
But this child is really, since the beginning, he likes to say everything clearly, and he doesn't think about others.
I'm tired, I just want to live a good life with Qingheng, no matter what he thinks in his heart, I don't want to continue with the original plan, I'm so tired, I'm already overwhelmed, let me rest , isn't it good...
Because of Murong Xing's momentary words, I was afraid that he would take it seriously and would really kill Qing Heng, so I mobilized a force I had never used before. It was the subordinates I brought out when I was in the rivers and lakes. After Si Ran's incident, now There were less than ten people left, but it was more than enough to keep Qing Heng unscathed.
In the next day, the enemy posted a battle post, and the general named someone who wanted to fight with me, I raised my lips, the slight annoyance caused by Murong Xing's words, today I can find someone to have a quick fight, and eliminate it Get rid of the depression in my heart.
When I led the troops to go, the enemy army was already waiting on the cliff. This time the general saw me, and without saying a word, he raised his gun and galloped towards me. I frowned and drew my sword to meet me.
When the two faced each other, they didn't expect the enemy general to be a woman, and she even said, "It's you! Feng Ziqing!" The tone of surprise was filled with joy, but I don't know where the joy came from.
Uh... isn't this the princess who is engaged to Siran? That is the woman I met with Siran when I was recruiting relatives in Xiulou, the one who pointed the sword at Siran's neck without saying anything. On the battlefield, anyone who has ever failed Si Ran is my enemy, Feng Ziqing.
She drew out her sword and was about to meet her, when the princess suddenly turned her horse's head, her face flushed when she turned sideways, and she turned her back to me and said, "No more fighting, our army has been surrendered!"
I froze in place: "... huh?"
what's the situation? The two armies have just fought, and this...surrender
The princess looked back lightly, and stuck out her tongue playfully: "I mean, don't fight anymore, I will ask my father to pay tribute when I return to the country, and it will be fine to call the king of Jingguo the king."
I was stunned, before I came back to my senses: "Why?"
"Why are you talking so much? I know I can't beat you. Even if I could, I don't want to fight you. After all, I..." The princess spoke in a softer voice, and finally she seemed to be speaking to herself. She looked up at me, smiled again, rode her horse and took the soldiers of her country away.
The battle was won without a fight, and immediately, the cheers of the soldiers were almost deafening.
But I don't understand why this princess is making trouble, why don't you fight if you don't want to fight, but it's good if there is no battle, so that you can go back to see Qing Heng early. Many days have passed, and Qing Heng's injury is also gone. It should be clear.
With a smile, he rode back to the camp with all the soldiers.
As soon as he returned to the camp, he was about to tell General Xu that the king planned to set off today to go back to the capital to tell Feng Yin about the happy event, and then he went back to the palace, but he was stopped by a person outside the tent, who was pale His face was extremely anxious, and when he saw me, he came up to meet me, knelt down on the ground with a 'plop', his trembling body trembled with his words: "My lord... the slave is useless, please forgive me, my lord... "
I frowned, my heart was suddenly raised, hanging in the middle, unable to move up and down, looking at this strange face, my trembling body was unable to utter a word, so I had the urge to pinch his neck and swallow him All the words in his throat spit out: "What's wrong with Qing Heng?"
The kneeling body trembled even more, and at least he said the whole thing: "Master Gu... Mr. Gu died a few days ago, and his body was still in the hall. The little one deserves to die. The little one didn't take good care of Mr. Gu." , and ask the prince to make amends!"
A heart was tightened violently, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and it took a long time to find his voice: "You said... what?"
Thirty-eight ambush
He obviously said he would be fine when he left, and he wrote a letter not long ago to report that he was fine, how could it be possible for a living person to say no and then disappear? impossible!
I grabbed the collar of the kneeling man's shirt, stared at him fiercely, gritted my teeth and spit out the words coldly: "How dare you dare to deceive this king! Do you know the fate of cheating this king! "
The lifted body trembled, trembling lips, and the words were filled with tears: "My lord, please forgive me, even if you lend me ten courageous servants, I won't dare! Master Gu's body is still in the mourning hall, he Before leaving, I said that I wanted to see you, but we didn’t see you back, my lord. If you didn’t say anything, we wouldn’t dare to bury Mr. Gu...Your lord, you should go back and have a look, in this hot weather..."
I didn't hear what the person behind said, and I couldn't hear it clearly. I just remember being in a trance, as if I lost my soul, and my heart was empty, as if I had lost something essential. I let go , I walked back to the camp in a daze step by step, and I couldn't hear any sounds around me, as if I was the only one left in this huge world, so lonely and penetrating.
Handing everything over to General Xu, I got on my horse and rode towards the Wangfu. Unexpectedly, I was ambushed on the road.
A few men in black surrounded my way, I frowned, and couldn't stop the anxiety in my heart—
Damn it, Qing Heng is still waiting for me in the palace!
The leader in black said: "You are Xiang Wang Feng Ziqing?"
"Of course it's my lord!" The sword in my hand was getting tighter and tighter, I frowned, trying to suppress the urge to kill the man in black standing in front of me, and said sharply, "What, come to assassinate?"
The sound came to my ears, and the man in black immediately attacked with the weapon in his hand. Because of the anxiety in my heart, I was careless. After defeating the man in black, I also suffered several minor injuries. Seeing the wound that was bleeding a little, he didn't think much about it, closed his sword and rode his horse, and ran towards the palace. When passing by the post station, he didn't have time to drink tea, so he changed his horse and continued on his way. Fortunately, On the way, I never met anyone blocking the way, so I was able to return to the palace smoothly, but the journey of three or four days was shortened to one day and one night by me, which is really hard work.
Once back to the palace, the silence in the palace is okay, everyone has no expression on their faces, neither happy nor sad, my mother is not in the palace today, and I didn't see Xingren coming up to greet me, I frowned, my heart couldn't stop jumping around.
What happened today is a bit strange, as far as that face and the ambush on the way are concerned, Qing Heng should be safe... right
Hurriedly came to the room in the inner courtyard, Xingren just came out of the room with a bowl of black things, his head was slightly lowered, looking at the bowl of moaning, his black eyes had no usual expression, what was he thinking? I was so engrossed in thinking that Xingren bumped into me while walking without raising his head. He pouted and was about to complain, but it was me who looked up and saw him. He opened his eyes wide and could not stop Surprised, probably because I didn't know that I would return to the palace so soon, so such a reaction is also reasonable.
"Master...Master!" Xingren started to stutter as soon as she got excited, and it took a long time for the master to say it.
Now my mind is not here, I wanted to see Qing Heng, but Xing Ren blocked the corridor, which happened to be the only way to enter the room, I frowned: "How is Qing Heng now?"
Upon hearing Qing Heng's name, Xing Ren frowned rarely. With a bitter face, pursed mouth, tears rolled in the eyes: "Master... Gu Master, he is seriously ill, and even that young master can't help. I can't drink it... What should I do, Master, will Master Gu just be like this..."
With a straight face, I hurriedly interrupted Xingren's words: "Nonsense! How could Qing Heng be like what you said when he was doing well?" I took the bowl of medicine in Xingren's hand in a daze, "This is Qingheng's medicine, right? "
Xingren nodded, and I went straight to the room without him, my heart pounding like a deer, I didn't believe what Xingren said, but I couldn't believe it, I was selfish, if he just left me and left, What should I do, alas... I'm afraid I will start the initial plan. After all, I don't have any worries anymore. Although it may lead to my own doom, or it may hurt people who shouldn't be hurt, but , just like what Murong Xing said, Siran's revenge... has to be avenged!
I entered the room unknowingly, and all I could see was Qing Heng, who was just lying quietly on the bed, with a pale face, without the usual elegant smile, he could not see the slightest emotion, I walked forward lightly Go, afraid of waking up the sleeping person, and also very afraid that he will not wake up, walking, the footsteps are light and heavy.
There is clear smoke floating on the smoker placed in this room, and the thin mist-like smoke floats gently and leisurely, caressing his face and wrapping around my eyes, the him in my eyes gradually becomes a little bit Vague.
When I got to the bedside, I bent down and whispered his name in his ear, but he didn't answer me, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
I sighed: "How can such a grown-up person be so sleepy? You should wake up, didn't you say to wait for me to come back? I'm back now, but you keep Qingheng well Where are you?"
Xing Ren, who followed me into the house at some point, opened his mouth behind me. Hearing the voice, he seemed to be crying: "Master... Master Gu, he..."
I turned around and made a silent gesture to Xingren, Xingren closed her mouth obediently, and I held my lips in satisfaction, but it seemed that I was too tired, so I refused to laugh, turned around and was another Sigh, I gently lifted him up to lean against my chest, "It's really... there is nothing I can do about you, just go to sleep, but... don't think that you don't need to take medicine if you fall asleep like this, I have plenty of ways to make you sleep. drink it."
The raised lips made a sly smile, I took a sip of the black medicine in my hand, put it in my mouth, covered my lips, pried open his clenched teeth with my tongue, and passed the medicine In the past, after crossing, I would give another kiss by the way, and then feed it with a mouthful of medicine until the whole bowl of bitter medicine was finished.
When feeding the medicine, Qing Heng was neither angry nor annoyed nor resisted, nor did he slap me backhanded, just quietly cuddling in my arms and still feeling like I was tossing... It's really not good, I lost the old temperament of Qing Heng , then it is not Qingheng.
"I said... Qing Heng, are you just obediently still tossing me like this? You are not ashamed or annoyed, are you used to it? This is not possible, even if you are used to it, but in my whole life, I may not be able to get used to it." ah… "
"Master..." Xingren behind him called out again, speaking with annoyance and worry.
Thirty-nine Huifu
I laid Qing Heng flat on the bed as gently as possible, turned my head and smiled at Xingren, comforting him wordlessly that I am fine now.
"Master...you are injured...blood..." Xingren looked at me and said, stuttering again.
Hearing this, I lowered my eyes and looked at my slightly injured right shoulder. The blood soaked out of the silver-white shirt at some point, and dyed it red. It's no wonder Xingren stammered in worry, " Superficial wounds, no problem."
Standing up, I took off my battle robe, and said to Xing Ren who was a little stunned: "Bring me some clothes, this battle robe is really uncomfortable to wear."
Xingren answered yes, took a light blue coat and let me change into it. With these few movements, I saw Qing Heng's eyelids tremble when he was sleeping soundly on the bed, as if he would wake up soon.
I was overjoyed, and waved away the almond who was dressing me, no matter how out of shape I was now, I sat back on the side of the bed, stretched out my hand to hold Qing Heng's hand, I haven't seen these things for a long time, Qing Heng has lost weight , the knuckles of the hands that were neither fat nor thin are now prominent, and they are so white that it makes people feel chilling, and it is a bit embarrassing.
"Qing Heng..." I kept calling out his name, regardless of whether he could hear it or not, thinking in my heart, if I kept calling like this, after a long time, Qing Heng might be able to hear him.
Sure enough, God still treats me kindly, look, the slightly trembling eyelids are opened inch by inch, the peach blossom eyes hide the black eyes, at first I was a little confused, but gradually my shadow was reflected, like that Clear and moving.
"Qingheng, are you hungry? If so, I'll let the cook make some food." I suppressed the joy in my heart, resisted the urge to rub the newly woken up into my arms, and said softly asked.
"...Ziqing? Aren't you..." Perhaps it was because she hadn't spoken for a while, and the words uttered from her slightly white lips were a bit hoarse, which added to the confusion.
"Xingren, hurry up and call the doctor, and then let the cook make some light food." Xingren led the order and ran out of the room. I turned my head and smiled at him, trying to make fun of it With an aggrieved expression on my face, I opened my mouth and said, "Qing Heng, could it be that you have been sleepy for the past few days? You don't even recognize me."
Qing Heng smiled, slightly hooked his lips, and then narrowed his peach eyes, I sighed from my heart—
Qing Heng's smile is so beautiful, and so refined, unlike me, a layman, who just grinned and smiled.
"If the enemy surrenders, the battle is won, and I should return to the court." After a pause, I said again, "Qing Heng, what did you say to me earlier, which one is true?"
"I know I'm not good enough for Ziqing. With this ruined body, how can I be with Ziqing... It's my fault that I kept it from you. I don't want Ziqing to see me like this now..." The pair Peach Blossom Eyes drooped down, his eyes wandering and he didn’t know where to look, maybe he didn’t get into those eyes anywhere, the soft and slow voice drifted into my ears, and some of them dissipated in the wind, just like his people, maybe At that moment, he would be like this faint voice, disappearing before he was with me.
"Nonsense! I don't deserve it. I still think that I, a powerless prince, is not worthy of your majestic national teacher." separated me from him.
Deserving or not... In fact, I am the one who is most unworthy of him. I have never let go of Si Ran in my heart. Whenever I think about him, my heart is full of pain.
forty farewell
Qing Heng was stunned, and after a while, he smiled softly, but that smile had a hint of being evened out.
I also smiled when I saw this, got up and began to arrange the clothes on my body that exposed my chest. I accidentally glanced at the bright yellow clothes. I was stunned for a moment, and I got up and knelt .
Xingren is really true, he asked him to call the doctor, but he even brought the doctor to call the emperor, tsk, even Murong Xing came, I haven't put on my clothes yet, how come every time I meet Feng Yin, Every word of this gift will be lost by coincidence...
"I don't know the emperor's holy car, and if I miss you, I ask the emperor to make amends."
Feng Yin from above spoke, her tone was very unfriendly, but she didn't forget to help me avoid this cumbersome etiquette: "I just happened to play chess with Qingling, and listened to the little girl from the emperor's mansion. The slave said that the national teacher was awake, so he came to take a look, never expected that the emperor's uncle would be at the residence?"
Sure enough, it was unkind. When I got up, I caught a glimpse of those Danfeng eyes staring at me. The eyes seemed to be full of anger, and my face was very unkind.
I didn't intend to look at each other, but thanks to Feng Yin's quick eyes and quick hands, he supported me with his hands, making me unable to kneel even if I wanted to.
I came back from the border without notification, my head—seems to want to leave my neck...
Danfeng's eyes were fixed on the clothes I didn't have, and my face was flushed. I hurriedly fixed my clothes, but Qing Heng's senior brother glanced away. I went straight past me to see Qing Heng's condition. Murong Xing looked like he was watching the show, and he swaggered and sat on the round wooden bench in the room, poured a cup of tea and held it in his hand, and looked at it with his eyes, almost bursting into laughter. a line.
"Shouldn't Uncle Huang be at the border right now? Why don't you know I'm a nephew when you come back?"
It took a while for a pair of red phoenix eyes to move away from my body. In a blink of an eye, I looked at Qing Heng who was lying on the bed and didn't see a word, and then fixed my eyes on my face again. Sweating coldly, his gaze shifted to other places: "I... listened to the report, Qing Heng... uh, I asked General Sun to send someone to send a letter to the emperor..." Feng Yin's Danfeng eyes narrowed, and I continued to say , "Don't you know, Your Majesty?"
Frowning, Feng Yin obviously didn't know about the situation: "I'm afraid the letter from the lieutenant officer was delivered late, I haven't seen the letter that the emperor said."
It was the moment when I felt extremely uncomfortable, the senior brother Qing Heng exclaimed in surprise, and then a crying voice came to my ears: "Senior brother..."
"What's wrong?"
I turned around in a hurry, feeling that my heart was being clenched for an instant, it was really uncomfortable, but I ignored it, the person calling was Senior Brother, not Junior Brother.
The chest didn't rise and fall again, and my eyes shrank suddenly when they caught a glimpse of the lifeless face.
"My lord... Brother, he..."
It turns out that during this conversation, Qing Heng closed his eyes at some point, and he never opened them again after closing them. The faint smile on his lips is still there, but I can no longer let him talk to me. …
Qing Heng, you should understand my thoughts, how could you do this! How could this be…
Qing Heng, I'm right, you really don't know what to say, isn't it a lifetime? He left without saying anything, what is this! You and I... still have a lot to say in the future...
Forty one gossip
Qing Heng—
You are too much.
A rare wry smile appeared on the corner of my lips, and under the gaze of Feng Yin and others, I walked out of the room in a daze, stood with my hands behind my back, looked up at the light blue sky outside the corridor, and tried my best to suppress what I shouldn't come out s things.
"Master..."
Someone called me from behind, hearing the voice and words should be Xingren, I was a little worried.
What I tried my best to suppress still fell from the eye sockets, from hot to cold, it was indescribably painful.
Me, it's time to accept this ridiculous feeling...
Just, easier said than done—
He raised his arm and wiped away the tears on his face. This was something that shouldn't appear in his own eyes as a man. When he turned around, he felt a throbbing pain in his chest, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were blurred. A little dizzy, when I lowered my eyes, I saw that the light blue clothes I just changed today turned into a black color, and the inside was red again.
this…
He took a look at the collar, and sure enough, there was poison on the blade, and black blood came out from the wound, soaking through the clothes, until the light clothes lost their original color.
Xingren let out an exclamation in his ear, just when his head was about to touch the ground, he was hugged by someone, and then he stopped moving, vaguely as if the person who caught me in time was Feng Yin——
When I woke up again, I was lying on the couch, and what caught my eyes was the faint light, the snow-white curtain, and a face full of snot and tears. no.
Wait... I'm lying in bed, so—
Stretching out his hand to touch the side, there was nothing but the bed quilt, the imaginary cold body...
"Where's Qing Heng?!"
I wrinkled, a little angry, and the end sound couldn't stop being high-pitched, and I heard Xingren standing by the bed from the joyful face at the beginning to the wronged look now.
"Master, Master Gu was taken away by Mr. Qingling and a girl named Qinglian, who said he was taken back to his hometown for burial..." Xingren blinked, and tears that seemed to be wronged fell down. The small square handkerchief is a wipe.
That's right, even if he wasn't taken away, he should still be lying in the mourning hall. There's no reason why he's still on the bed, why am I so confused——
"Home...?"
I was puzzled, it was ridiculous, after all, we have been together for some time, and I don't even know where Qing Heng's hometown is...
"It's my hometown... I don't know where Xingren is... Master, are you... all right?" Those big eyes blinked again, and there was worry in them that was too familiar.
I answered irrelevant questions, looked at the wound that seemed to be bandaged by Qing Heng, but in my heart I was delusional that Qing Heng was still alive, so I raised the corners of my lips in relief to Xingren: "The wound is all right now."
Xingren was stunned, blinked, and stammered again: "Master, are you... hungry?"
I shook my head, "I'm not hungry." I lifted the quilt slowly and got up, really not knowing what I should do.
"But but..." Xingren's impatient look added a bit of worry.
"But what?"
I stopped dressing and glanced at Xingren, I couldn't help stroking my forehead, wishing I could ignore him again, what a joke, this king is such an old man, isn't he a three-year-old doll, so worried
"But... you've been asleep for three days..." Xingren's eyes were stained with a tinge of red again, and she was about to cry again.
I raised my eyebrows: "Then I'm hungry, go to the kitchen and bring some food to my king's room."
three days? Not long... I thought I would sleep like him for as long as I could, but it was only three days.
Alas, that's all, after all, I still have obsessions in my heart, and the matter is not over, how can I sleep for a long time, when everything is settled, it's okay to sleep again, and then the ears will be quiet , There is no need to think about feelings, relationships, or intentions, some of which are gone.
Xingren responded, and rushed out of the door without raising his head. Just as he ran to the door, he bumped into a person. Hitting, the slightly lowered head caused the long hair to fall on the chest like a waterfall, making the already flawless and beautiful face even more beautiful.
Xingren hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed his head and looked so flustered: "Ah, the emperor forgives the emperor, forgives the emperor, Xingren really deserves to be damned, he bumped into the emperor."
"It's okay, let's go down." Danfeng narrowed his eyes, didn't care much about Xingren's faux pas, and walked towards me leisurely.
Xingren over there took a long breath of relief, thanked him, and ran away.
However, it's time for me to kneel, this cumbersome etiquette is really troublesome.
"My lord, I kowtow to the emperor, but I don't know the emperor's sage, and I have never greeted him from afar. I still hope that the emperor will forgive me."
It's such a cliché again that I feel tired of saying it.
The pair of willow-leaf eyebrows on Danfeng's eyes twitched, the pale pink lips parted, and a very light helpless sigh came into my ears, and the lowered eyes reflected a pair of white hands, the slender pair of hands The hands without protruding joints are very beautiful, but the action of lifting me up is not as weak as it looks, but very powerful.
"Ziqing, I remember, I once said that there is no need to be so polite when there is no one else." The soft and gentle voice was filled with helplessness.
I smiled, and simply got up casually, "I remember it, but I just got used to it, and if I don't pay attention, I will do it again."
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