Chapter 55: Chiaki and I are drunk (13)

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Zhao Ting disappeared without even leaving a letter.
Before someone saw the fire, Zhao Ting returned to the house with a jug of wine. Zhao Ting's identity is not known to everyone, but his close relationship with Yuan Ying is well known. While Yuan Ying was in the palace, Zhao Ting had been living nearby in the small room outside Yuan Ying's bedroom. He is a "guard", which is certainly unjustifiable, but he ignored it, and must stay with Yuan Ying, who finally obeyed him.
Therefore, when Yuan Ying was in a coma, Zhao Ting did not take care of himself, but returned to his nominal, never lived residence. The crowd was somewhat surprised.
The cabin was far from the main courtyard, and it was southeast wind at night, and even the thick smoke could not blow to the main courtyard. The fire burned down several rooms in the row of the West Chamber, and affected the surrounding courtyard a little. The neighborhood was empty, and Yuan Ying deliberately left it to protect Zhao Ting. A fire under the night burned vigorously into the morning, miraculously without causing casualties, but only one person disappeared.
Where this person went, although everyone didn't say it, they all knew it. At the beginning, Baoyi also had a glimmer of hope. When Zhao Ting could not be found in the whole hospital, Baoyi was dead.
The soldiers broke in, searched the palace up and down, and didn't find the one they wanted. They waited until the fire was extinguished, and everyone in the soldiers' complexion was pale.
There was no hand-to-hand, forced to travel to the palace, disturbed the princess to recover, and caught up with the Yi County master, but in the end, nothing was found. This is really ... enough for the Ministry of War to eat a pot, the waiter who was cut by Mu Xingchan's sword was destined to To die for nothing.
Looking at the collapsed, scorched ruins, the soldiers finally left, and then the maid reported to Baoyi: "Country master, a corpse was found under the collapsed beam of the West Chamber, but it was out of focus. , Can't see the human form, and can't conclude that it is ... "
"Okay, needless to say." Bao Yi closed her eyes for a long while, and she asked, "You shouldn't know about it. If you order it, no one will be allowed to say it."
"Yes."
Before Bao Yi came to the ruins, she saw a body covered with white cloth. She was about to pass by but was blindfolded. Baoyi was not struggling, and she was familiar with the breath and temperature of that person. She knew that he would always stand in front of her at this time.
"is it him?"
Bao Yi asked.
"Don't look at it." Mu Xingchan asked and answered, holding her and turning, "Not necessarily him, maybe he has his own way, in the end he is the prince who grew up in the deep palace. You know, the palace lied to death The most tricks. "
Baoyi heard that and nodded, holding his hand, moving away from his eyes, and clenching his chest tightly.
"You say no, no, I believe you."
Even if there is no basis, even if it is likely that she is just evading the problem, at this moment, she just wants to say this, as if to say, it is true, to say, Zhao Ting was not dead.
After the incident, she was stingy.
She remembered the strangeness of Zhao Ting yesterday, she noticed it clearly, but just ignored it. She did not expect that he would have a sense of death. She did not expect that she was a bit contemptuous. This man with a beautiful appearance was gentle and naive. He was not like a royal man and would choose to protect Yuan Ying in such a vigorous way.
The maid said that there was □ in the throat and stomach of the corpse. After taking the poison first, he locked himself in the room and lit the bed tent with an oil lamp.
In this way, he did not escape or hide, leaving himself dead in the flames, only for Yuan Ying not to be stained by him. From then on, there was no trace of the second emperor of the Pearl in the Imperial City of Xiliang. He did not even leave a parting letter to Yuan Ying.
Or he left it, just thinking about it, folding it back, putting it back on his body, and devouring it with the flames, along with those farewells and thoughts.
Some words, if you do n’t say good, do n’t say, you can think of it as never happening.
Bao Yi closed her eyes, tears falling from her cheeks.
"Sorry ... Sorry ... Sorry Sorry Sorry ..."
She murmured, her emotions became more turbulent, and she only kept apologizing, but she didn't know who she was talking to.
She was the last person to meet Zhao Ting, but she could not avoid the tragedy. She couldn't help but feel guilty and couldn't blame herself.
Mu Xingchan held people tighter and said distressedly: "It's not your fault that you don't blame you. It is his brother who killed him."
-And his innocence.
Yesterday's game was dead chess. They were all ready to burn. Zhao Ting was able to make such a decision, but he was also regarded as an eye-catcher. Although this man is indecisive, naive and simple, but this kind of love is vigorous. When I saw him, I always felt that the manly husband was tired and crooked, but when the other person really died for the love, he was not willing to use harsh words to humiliate the other person. Although Zhao Ting had his fault, he also used his best strength to protect Yuan Ying. Now, he and Yuan Ying's children must be added.
In front of the ruins, the maid was waiting for the master to order, and the county couple was relatively speechless.
Zhao Ting's body could not even be hidden in front of the people generously. The second prince, the grand pearl, died silently, even a tombstone. If it is known that this miserable person is Zhao Ting, his painstaking effort is in vain.
In the meantime, there was someone in the front yard, who was the maid beside Yuan Ying.
Seeing this, Baoyi quickly wiped away the tears and tried to pose as proudly as possible: "What's the matter?"
The maid waited for the ceremony and got up and said, "Go back to the lord, the princess wakes up and says she wants to see the lord."
Before Baoyi came to Yuanying's bedroom, she went back to the room to clean her face and apply makeup. In order to cover her swollen eyes, she put a thick powder on her face, so that the whole person looked a little pale.
But Yuan Ying wasn't much better, and his cheeks were only a little bit more than yesterday when he was in front of the gate, and his lips were pale. The two sisters looked at each other for a while and couldn't help laughing.
Known as the "Western Liang Shuang", the two beautiful women in the Western Liang Kingdom are now tortured by others. However, Baoyi knew that Yuan Ying had already survived, and she was stronger than her mother. Now that Yuan Ying was looking at the young boy in Bali, the girl's aura had completely receded, mature and calm, despite her weakness and paleness, her eyes were wise and bright. Depending on time, I will take a little rest. I can imagine that she is also the future princess of Xiliang, the beautiful princess.
"Ayi, what about him? Why didn't I see him?" The two spoke for a while, and Yuan Ying finally asked.
She thought she would see the child his father as soon as she opened her eyes.
"Sister, listen to me ..." Baoyi thought for a while, and said the thrilling things happened last night. However, she said that it was a play they wrote and performed, and Zhao Ting was sent away by them overnight. When the situation subsided, he would find a way to meet her.
Yuan Ying listened to it, but then she was silent. From the beginning to the end, there was not much emotional fluctuation, which made Bao Yi relieved.
"Is he ... watching the baby?"
"Looked at it," Bao Yi said softly. "Think about it, he has been by your side all the time, and there is a man who is beside a woman even when she has a child. He feels sorry for you, and no one advises to go out Stayed overnight at this bed, the first thing you see when your baby is born is his father. "
Baoyi sneered deliberately: "It's not your mother, it's your dad, and then ... the little nephew cried‘ wow ’, and his dad was crying stupidly.

Yuan Ying listened, and couldn't help laughing.
Yes, she remembered, she felt like she was going to die at that time, but Zhao Ting kept talking in her ear, calling her name, just like the godwife calling the soul, she really made her bite a sigh of relief, and passed through the ghost door. Turned around and came back.
Unfortunately, people are no longer in sight.
Yeah, he ’s gone. Originally, she had to re-examine the relationship between the two people. He could figure it out for himself, but ...
Yuan Ying sighed: "I wanted to give him a name for his child."
Baoyi resisted the sourness in her eyes, and smiled, "You don't want him to take it. The sour show picks a name. It must be sore. Sister, come and pick it up. Take the name of our Xiliang boy."
"Hmm ..." Yuan Ying thought for a while, "You are also his half-mother, how about you and me?"
"Okay," Bao Yi thought for a moment, and said, "After all, he is Zhao Ting's child. Although he can't be recognized by name, but he has to know his life sooner or later. I will mention the word" Ting "," Thunder " "Ting", the sound is similar. "
There was rain on the court. Your father died from the fire. May you be like honeydew and save him from the flames, Bao Yi mourns in her heart.
Yuan Ying has not spoken for a long time.
She looked at Baoyi and suddenly said, "Ayi, are you hiding something from me?"
Baoyi was alert, pretending to be calm: "I? What can I hide from you."
Yuan Ying's eyebrows: "You don't like Zhao Ting recently. Why did you call you a name? Instead, you miss him. Is there something wrong with him?"
Baoyi opened her mouth, and finally exaggerated and smiled: "No! I'm just afraid that you miss him, am I not ... want to make you happy, but I worry you, but I don't. Then don't say this word, No more no more-"
"No," Yuan Ying tasted, and finally said, "Ting is good, I like it too, just let it be."
Baoyi quickly shifted the topic: "It's up to you to say a word for each."
Yuan Ying shook her head: "I'm a mother, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of him in the future, I'm not qualified to give him a name. Ayi, my baby, I entrust it to you."
"sister……"
Baoyi didn't feel good. How did she listen to Yuan Ying's day and didn't plan to meet her mother and son?
"You can rest assured, I am much better now, and I have figured it out." Yuan Ying Zhengzheng said, "The life and death barrier has come, and it will not be easy for me to kill Yuan Ying in the future. So many people sacrificed for me, so Many people are supporting me. My life is not my own. "
Baoyi was silent.
It is true that in the first half of this year, although Ying Ying had the emperor's control, she had left the court for too long. She needed to raise her body as soon as possible and reappear in the public's field of view. Therefore, she must have a tough battle to fight.
"Go back and take a good rest." Yuan Ying felt a little tired. "I'll sleep for a while."
"Take the medicine and sleep." Bao Yi told the maid and gave Yuan Ying a good back, and then left.
For a long while, Yuan Ying, who seemed to go to bed early, opened her eyes and stared at the closed door, without blinking for a long time. She turned to her side and stroked her fingers across the edge of the bed under the mattress. Over the past year, they often communicated in this way when they had quarrels, and those words that could not be spoken face to face seemed to be much easier to overflow with the tip of a pen. If Zhao Tingruo really left, she would always leave a word for her. However, she repeatedly groped, but did not touch the paper, but a regular row of scratches called her eyebrows.
It was a brand-new line, and it was still chipped. It seemed to be drawn shortly after. The dagger was very sharp.
There are only four characters in the traces, and they are explored, but they are as long as they have traveled together.
-Coming up in the future.
He says.
At this point in this life, the next life is not disappointed.
That's what he left her for last.
Between them, is it really only the afterlife?
Yuan Ying thought of the maid's secret report of her fire, thinking of Bao Yi's obvious strong smile, and her heart became cold.
My fingertips kept on those words, but Yuan Ying never got up to look at them, but put her face on the words across the mattress and bit her lips.
After a long time, when she finally thought that she could no longer feel the pain, tears finally burst out.