Chapter 113: Future Two Sleeves Golden Tears

A small case of beautiful huanghuali wood with a head, drunk red lychees, accompanied by a few peeled green lotus plants, the water is clear and exquisitely contained in a small glass plate, which seems to be dewy The breath of nourishing lake water is fresh and pleasant. In the summer with luxuriant flowers and plants, the more the day is, the more you feel the heat, the sun is scorching, and the sun is scorching. After the corridor, it is sprayed into the water pavilion. There is some coolness.
Qing Chen closed her eyes and leaned in front of the couch to sleep for a while, Xue Ying was extremely bored, with one claw catching her clothes hanging next to her, seeing that she was always ignoring her, she turned her head and jumped to the small case. One turned and knocked over the glass plate. With a soft bang, the lychees rolled all over the floor, and the little lotus blossoms fell all around, making Xueying jump up and sprint away quickly.
Qing Chen was awakened by the sound, opened his eyes lazily, smiled and sighed with a hand on his forehead. I was wondering why the maid outside was not moving. Baguio had already walked in lightly. When Qing Chen was awake, he looked at the fruits on the ground and turned around to find Xueying: "You are messing around again, just a few days ago. I fell into the lake and choked, but I don’t know how to converge!"
Xueying knew that she was in trouble, jumped up and down to hide around Baguio, watching Qing Chen with a smile that was not very maintenance, turned her head and ran up the corridor. Qing Chen and Baguio only heard a whine, and the little beast trying to escape was carried back to the scene.
Ye Tianling frowned slightly and glanced at the ground, Xueying hung in the air pitifully.
This is really bullying and fearing hardship, Qing Chen laughed, watching the lively Xuezhan cast a sympathetic glance at Xueying, raising his tail, and rubbing Qing Chen's arms to avoid the panic. Unexpectedly, he hadn't gotten steadily on his face, stretched out a hand, and rose into the air. Before struggling, he was thrown into Baguio's arms. Ye Tianling sat down in front of the case, with cold eyes, the two little beasts shrank back and were immediately taken away by Baguio.
Qing Chen stood up and smiled: "I haven't seen you for a long time, have you gone out of the house?"
Ye Tianling nodded and said: "Well, just came back."
Qing Chen took a close look at his expression: "What happened?"
Ye Tianling raised his eyes and smiled brightly: "It's okay."
Qing Chen smiled faintly, and then stopped questioning.
The sound of fine footsteps outside entered the water pavilion from far to near. With the faint fragrance, a little maid came in with two thin porcelain cups, lowered her eyebrows and placed it in front of the case: "Your Royal Highness, Princess, please use it."
"What's this?" Ye Tianling asked casually when he saw the blue color in the lamp and the light fragrance.
The little maid was about to quit holding the lacquer tray, when she heard him ask a question, she was shocked and she didn't know how to answer it timidly. The maid in King Ling's Mansion has always been a little scared of Ye Tianling. Seeing that she is still young, Qing Chen asked with a smile, "Is it Lotus Yelu?"
The little maid nodded hurriedly, and replied in a soft voice: "Back to the princess, it is lotus seed and lotus leaf, Madam Bai... let the slave and maid bring it."
Qing Chen said: "I see, you can do something."
The little maid never dared raise her eyes to look at Ye Tianling: "Yes, the slave servant retires." Said Fang Fang and hurriedly retreated.
Qing Chen ridiculed: "If you are unsmiling in the mansion all day, anyone who sees you is scared."
Ye Tianling raised his hand to take the porcelain cup, and stirred it leisurely: "Then why don't you be afraid of not seeing you?"
Qing Chen leaned against the brocade cushion with his hands and closed his eyes to calm his mind: "The number of heavenly paths, one thing drops one thing, if you are afraid you can pay it back?"
But when Ye Tianling chuckled lightly, she didn't refute her. He actually acquiesced in that one thing fell into one thing. Qing Chen's black eyeliner was lightly raised, a smile was dripping, and the fragrance suddenly smelled. When he opened his eyes, Ye Tianling handed the lotus leaf dew that he had stirred up in his hand to her: "Why don't you taste it?"
Qing Chen shook her head lazily. Seeing that she had eaten very little these days, Ye Tianling couldn't help but worry: "Even if you don't have an appetite, you can eat more. Two people eat less than one. How can this work? "
But seeing that lotus leaf luyu jelly is usually held in a white porcelain cup, and a few heart-free lotus seeds are adorned on it to be pleasing to the eye, Qing Chen reached out and took it: "This looks refreshing."
Ye Tianling took her bowl casually, stirred it a few times, and tasted it: "It tastes good."
Qing Chen slowly ate a small half bowl and then put it down. Hearing soft talk and laughter from far away from the lake, it was the maids rowing a boat to pick the lotus. Qingzhou broke through the water, and the flowers and leaves were blooming in the sky. Itchy to see people's hearts, she turned her head and said softly: "Fourth brother..."
Ye Tianling stood up with a smile, and said, "Yan Xi, prepare a boat for the lake!"
Yan Xi, who was waiting outside, responded neatly and went to handle it immediately. Ye Tianling helped Qing Chen get up: "It can't be long."
Qing Chen responded with a smile: "Just a moment." Just standing up, there was a sudden pain in his heart, and then the sky turned around, the sweet smell rushed into the throat, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Ye Tianling was shocked, and hurriedly supported her shaky body: "Qing'er!"
Qing Chen only felt that there were tens of thousands of sharp knives stirring in his heart, and the blood in his chest was surging, and he couldn't suppress it. Looking down, I saw a red line faintly appearing on the wrist, winding upward. Red Tribulation! She tried her best to grasp Ye Tianling's hand, trying to remind him that the lotus leaf dew was poisonous, but she just kept hemoptysis, and she didn't have a trace of strength in her body. Her eyes gradually blurred, as if the sun was too strong and she wanted to burn everything into ashes.
She looked at him soberly for the last time, and his ears were frightened and angry. He should be fine, his embrace is still warm and solid, and he can rest assured that he can rely on it, the red blood is overwhelmed, getting thicker and thicker, suddenly turning into darkness.
The Red Tribulation, originated from the Western Regions, a series of strange poisons. Absolute mind, broken pulse breath, blood flow against the whole body, there is a red line like a bracelet at three inches of Guanmai, the bracelet wraps around nine fingers, no solution.
Under Zhang Dingshui's thin fingers, a shocking red line was gradually deepening, and it slowly circled Qing Chen's pale skin.
Compared with the panicked people inside and outside, Ye Tianling's expression was still calm. As soon as Zhang Dingshui looked up, he immediately asked, "How?"
Zhang Dingshui slowly retracted his hand: "Solved."
When it was supposed to be relieved, Ye Tianling still frowned, and Zhang Dingshui's expression did not show any signs of ease: "The poison can be solved, but he wants to give up the fetus in the princess's belly..."
Ye Tianling's eyes suddenly shook, and cut off the words behind him: "I only want her to be safe!"
Zhang Dingshui nodded and said: "According to what has just been said, the person who poisoned is actually aimed at His Royal Highness. If this poison really enters His Highness's body, then I can't do anything. Now the original poison of the Red Dust Tribulation can be resolved with blood soul beads. The soul orb has the effect of returning blood and channeling the veins, but it is also highly poisonous. The Red Dust Tribulation is listed as a strange poison in the world because its poison is entangled, and detoxification is also a kind of poison, endless and endless. It is said that there is a solution, but there is no solution. But right now, there is a receptor in the princess. I can use the golden needle to guide the blood soul orb into the fetus. When the fetus leaves the mother, the poison will go away."
The enchanting red bracelet, wrapped around Qing Chenhao's wrist like snow, but like a poisonous snake eating his heart, Ye Tianling suppressed the turbulent emotions: "Where can I find the Blood Soul Orb?"
Zhang Dingshui said: "Although blood soul beads are rare, Mu Yuantang is not lacking. There is only one thing I have to let your Highness know. The fetus in the princess's womb has been more than seven months, the essence has been gathered, the body has been formed, and It is very likely to be a baby boy. If the mother is born at this time, I am sure to keep it safe. Your Highness should consider it again?"
Ye Tianling pursed her lips, "No need!"
Zhang Dingshui sighed slightly: "Since your Royal Highness has decided, I won't say more about it. That is why Princess Dingbao is all right."
The very deep seabed, surrounded by silence, there was no light, no sound, and a deep silence.
When Qing Chen recovered the first trace of consciousness, it was a sharp sting. As if there is a force slowly pushing the frozen sea water, swirling one after another, the liquid mixed with ice gradually rushes in the blood veins, the pain is everywhere, entangled all over the world. She couldn't help groaning softly, and immediately heard a voice in her ear: "Qing'er, Qing'er!"
Qinger...who is calling her? Is it the father? Just like when I was in bed when I was young, my father didn't have time to be serious with her, so he just passed away. She thought dazedly, just wanting to sink to the bottom of the sea again, so that she can avoid the shadowy pain.
However, the voice persisted in urging. She struggled. Something attracted her, yet another pressure came back. In the two-phase contending, the voice unbridled and arrogantly pulled her onto the surface of the water, and finally her body rose more and more. Quickly, the floating light gradually approached, as if suddenly breaking the pressure of the extinction, the light in front of her eyes was very bright, a pair of deep and anxious eyes with a bit of ecstasy and panic, she saw him clearly: "Four brothers... "
Ye Tianling has been holding Qing Chen's hand tightly, seeing the circles of life-killing red lines slowly fading, his fingertips can't help but tremble slightly. "I'm here!" He whispered.
Seeing him unscathed by his side, Qing Chen showed a weak smile and said with difficulty, "Fortunately...you didn't drink that bowl of lotus leaf dew..."
Ye Tianling couldn't tell whether it was pain or hate. Thousands of words stuck in his throat and couldn't say a word, like spears and swords, pierced with blood and blood, he could only hold her hand tightly. It seems that I want to share her pain.
Qing Chen's consciousness gradually became a little sober, and she felt the golden needle enter the acupuncture point in a daze, and she was not very clear under the pain all over her body.
Zhang Dingshui's hands are extremely steady, calm, focused and decisive.
Tiantu... Huashan... Tanzhong... Juque... Jianli... Shenque... Qihai... Qing Chen was shocked, and immediately realized Zhang Dingshui’s intention to use a needle. She was shocked and tried to support it. Stand up: "Don't...no..."
Ye Tianling's eyes were full of pain, pressing her hand that wanted to protect her abdomen, and said dumbly: "Qing'er, don't move."
Qing Chen was unable to struggle and could only look at him sadly: "Four brother...this...this is your flesh and blood...you can't..." Her eyes were begging and helplessness he had never seen before, tears in her eyes. A little bit of slipping came out of the eye, like a hot oil, and it was burning.
Ye Tianling bit his teeth, and Qing Chen's words were heartbreaking, forcing him to stop looking at those pleading eyes.
He coldly pursed his lips and turned his head, that hard and resolute point is like iron, he never regrets this choice, he can not want everything, including his blood, as long as she is innocent. If he can, he is willing to trade his own life for it, even if it makes her feel less painful.
Zhang Dingshui finally raised his head, sighed secretly, took out two gold needles again, raised the needles and dropped them into the key points beside Qing Chen's ears.
Qing Chen's consciousness was instantly blurred and fell into a coma again.
Two hours later, the palace received an emergency report from the Prince Ling Mansion, that Princess Ling was born prematurely, and a nearly seven-month-old baby boy had just died.
As the night fell, Ye Tianling walked out of the palace of the palace wearily, hanging the blue sky diagonally with a string of thin moon.
The lights in front of him were blazing, coming up from time to time, illuminating the outline of the hall that had been completely suppressed in the night. In the vast vestibule, there is a subordinate of the Mingyilou in black clothes and scarf on one side, and a soldier of the Xuanjia Army in the Xuanjia Xuan Robe on the other. Seeing him come out, thousands of soldiers knelt on one knee at the same time. Throughout the dark night, I only heard the sound of brushing clothes, the sharp swords, and the eye-catching murderousness.
Ye Tianling slowly raised his head to look at the blade-like cold moon, and threw words like ice: "Step on the green clothes square, stop those who stop, kill without mercy!"
After Princess Ling was poisoned, the little maid who had sent lotus leaf dew into the water pavilion was immediately found out. The girl mourned and cried out at first, but Mingyilou's methods could even pry open iron plates, not to mention a weak little girl.
But for a moment, the little maid confessed to the main messenger who had poisoned-Ling Wang's concubine, Mrs. Qian Wei.
Mrs. Bai hated her so much that she ordered the female officer in the palace to take Qian Wei out of the Garden for interrogation. However, Qian Wei was truly horrified. He didn't admit that buying the little maid was to poison the king and concubine Ling.
Finally, under the stern questioning of the female officer of the palm of the hand, Qian Wei said that the lotus leaf lotus put in it was nothing but a confusing medicine.
Qian Wei missed the palace but had no hope of being favored by King Ling. He was depressed all day long. A few days ago, he was invited to leave the palace to relax. On the way back to the temple, he accidentally encountered a woman named Sanniang who claimed to be someone in the city. The concubine of an official eunuch.
The two seemed to hit it off at first sight, when Sanniang talked about being bullied by his wife at home, tears bursting into her eyes. Qian Wei thought of her situation, and couldn't help telling her sadness too. Sanniang's tears came and went quickly, and in a blink of an eye she gave her an idea, saying only that the princess is pregnant right now, and there is no way for Ling Wang to come to think about the garden.
Even though Qian Wei knew that King Ling would never fall in love with her, he only clung to the trace of remnant thought in his heart, holding the medicine Sanniang gave, only thinking that she would be content if she was lucky enough to have a son overnight.
She was only obsessed with weaving this fantasy, but she didn't know that this meager thought had become a vicious knife in the hands of others, and the blade was pierced with serpentine poison, which pushed her into the abyss of destruction.
Mrs. Bai used to pity Qian Wei and always took pictures of her, but now she pity her misfortune and hate her even more. Her words no longer show mercy: "Should you use this shameful method to mess up your highness? According to His Highness’s temperament, if he doesn’t want to do something, it’s useless for the sky to fall down! Even if His Highness really can’t hold it back, and the princess’s medical skills are brought back to life, can’t it be the medicine? You can’t help but underestimate it. Your majesty and the princess! How can you be worthy of your majesty by doing such a foolish thing? I can't protect you now! If you still have the face to see your majesty, go and beg him for your life!"
Qianling was hit by five thunders, and the two female officials dropped their hands, and she fell limp to the ground.
Mrs. Bai's words almost ruthlessly destroyed all the beauty in her fantasy. The light shines at the end of the horizon. When she rushes away, she feels the pleasure of falling rapidly. She only knows the moment when the ashes are gone. I didn't even have those wings.
There were always only two hanging lamps in front of the King Xi’s mansion, which was a bit shabby compared with the bright and brilliant Ming Mansion that was not separated by two streets. But now that the lanterns of King Ming's Mansion were all gone to the empty space, King Xi's Mansion still had these two hanging lamps, which seemed unnecessary under the bright moonlight.
The side hall in the deepest part of the palace is different from the lights on the ground every day, but the originally bright room is eclipsed by the faces of the two people. An imperceptible tense atmosphere quietly spread, and the candle flame occasionally jumped, shaking people's hearts.
Dark silver's tight-fitting warrior uniforms and slender eyes are like the seductive charm of thousands of lights, but Zhuang Sanliu's voice is so gloomy that he can pinch water out: "Not only is the King of Ling safe and sound, but the grass is scared, and there is more than success! I have reminded you not to touch that woman. Do you think I'm joking?"
Ye Tianxi's heart was on fire, and everything went wrong in his hands lately, and everything went wrong. First, several courtiers of his men were repeatedly impeached and dismissed, and then Dingli was expelled from the palace. The Feng family fought against the Yin family court, and somehow they burned to the Gyeonggi Division. Today, the Ministry of Education issued an urgent edict and ordered all parts of the army to reorganize the establishment. Gyeonggi Guards was the first to bear the brunt and was ordered to lay off nearly 3,000 soldiers. The most powerful Bixue Pavilion had just lost the Dark Nightmare, and now this happened again, how can he not be annoyed? Therefore, he snorted and said, "What's the big deal? It's nothing more than a woman, let alone a person who hasn't died yet, what if he is dead? It's worth the fuss!"
A cold light suddenly appeared in Zhuang Sanliu's eyes, and the words were cold: "It's nothing more than a woman? If she is dead, you have to bury her tonight! Who do you think you are? This woman's life is more valuable than you!"
With an extremely arrogant attitude, Ye Tianxi's face was blue with anger, and he was furious: "What do you think you are, dare to speak to this king! This king has tolerated you again and again, don't toast and not eat fine wine!"
Today, Zhuang Sanliu seemed to be deliberately trying to add blockage to him, yin and yang said in a weird manner: "It turns out that His Royal Highness knows that there is no way out except forbearance by his own strength? It is better to continue to bear it, so as not to give up all previous efforts and regret it!"
Ye Tianxi's eyes clearly flashed a gleam of murderous intent, and he couldn't bear it, and said cruelly: "This king wants to see how much you have today!" Before he could say anything, he shot the case, shot like an electric, and went to Zhuang Liu's face. Lift up.
Zhuang Sanliu's body fluttered back and folded, avoiding the mask on his face, and struck out with a sharp palm. The two intersected with one palm in the air, and both shook. Ye Tianxi's hands flashed violently, the sword had already started, and the murderous aura was sharp. Zhuang Sanliu's toes flew up, and several cases before him slammed into Ye Tianxi.
It was this flash of lightning that Zhuang Sanliu flew away. Once Ye Tianxi had a murderous intent, would he stop there, his sword force rushed forward continuously, utterly seductive. Zhuang Sanliu fluttered back three steps to counter-defense as an offensive, and did not let the enemy down with his bare hands. A sneer floated in his eyes, like a knife.
The silver and yellow shirts came and went one after another, and the two figures flashed out of the hall and quickly fought each other.
The sound immediately alarmed Hu Sanniang and others outside, and the royal guards surrounded them, making it difficult to intervene for a while. Hu Sanniang snarled sternly and shot with a short knife, attacking Zhuang Sanliu's back.
However, after hearing the scream of a water dragon from under the moon, Hu Sanniang saw a flower in front of him, and she was shocked to find that Zhuang Sanliu's figure flashed like a ghost, and her short knife stabbed Ye Tianxi's chest head on. In shock, she abruptly abandoned her sword and drew out, stunned into a cold sweat, and looking intently, Ye Tianxi stood motionless in the court, a soft sword overflowing lightly placed behind his neck, along the sword, A pair of evil eyes, dim and gloomy, a silver gown, moving slightly in the wind.
Jian Ying squinted the moonlight. I don't know when or where it came from. It seemed that as long as a slight breeze, the moonlight would disperse with the waves. The sword-holder's eyes turned slightly, but the guards who were holding swords with horizontal swords all stepped back.
Hu Sanniang trembled and shouted, "Zhuang Sanliu! You... don't mess around!"
A sneer blows the moonlight slightly, and Ye Tianxi only feels that the thin blade trembles, slowly moving forward along his skin. The cold air on the sword pierced people's hairs upright, but there was a warm breath close to the back of the neck, and a scented smell made him suddenly feel very familiar.
"His Royal Highness, I know you wanted me to die a long time ago, but killing me now will not do you any good. It's better to save your energy and think about how to deal with King Ling. When you clean him up, I will have fun with your Highness. Not later."
The arrogant and feminine voice was as low as a whisper, still making people hate the roots of the teeth, but Ye Tianxi was really unusual, and the anger was gone. At this time, completely ignoring the sharp blade pressing on the neck, turning around calmly, and slowly laughing: "Mr. Zhuang is so skillful, this king has learned it." Turning his head and shouting to the guard: "Don't retreat! This king and Mr. Zhuang's sword skills need you to intervene?"
The guards walked back around, everyone wondering. Zhuang Sanliu's eyes swept over the shining swords that hadn't been sheathed, and raised his hand. The soft sword bounced up, wrapped around his waist like a snake, turning into a delicate belt.
A shadow flashed across Ye Tianxi's heart like lightning, and he was shocked.
Zhuang Sanliu brushed his clothes easily: "This is the end of tonight, Zhuang has left. Your Highness must be careful, lest I want to find someone to learn swordsmanship another day, but I have no opponent."
Before Ye Tianxi could react, his figure flickered, and he had jumped onto the high wall of the palace, and the silver phantom instantly disappeared under the moonlight.
A gust of wind passed, and there was still a faint smell of incense in the air, ambergris! Ye Tianxi remembered this taste horribly. This rare spice was only used in Hanguang Palace in the dynasty. A few days ago, Empress Yin used this to reward King Zhan to marry Princess Yutian. In addition, the only one of the Celestial imperial family who was permitted to use this incense was Empress Xiaozhen. The most beloved youngest son, the Ninth Prince, Ye Tianming.
There was a sudden chill across Ye Tianxi, shuddering, and Hu Sanniang tentatively cried out, "His Royal Highness?" He suddenly turned around and ordered: "Immediately investigate the case of the Ming Palace! Zhuang Sanliu... This king wants to know what happened to him. who is it!"
Hu Sanniang didn't know why she responded. Fang wanted to ask about the reason. A subordinate of the Bixue Pavilion rushed into the palace covered in blood and stumbled to the feet of Ye Tianxi: "Mingyilou attacked the Luyifang at night! Xuanjia Army...Xuanjia Army..." Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground with anger.
Ye Tianxi kicked away the corpse that was holding the corner of his robe. When he looked up, the flames of Luyifang had already soared to the sky, reflecting the light and cloudless night sky of Yige City.
On a high roof ridge, Zhuang Sanliu's footsteps stopped a little, and he looked back at the flames not far away. Under his thin eyes, the enchanting blood was dark and light, turning into a gloomy sneer.
When he learned the real reason for Ling Wang's premature birth, he knew that Ling Wang would not let Bi Xue Pavilion survive tonight. But he never said anything to King Xi, and even entangled with him for a long time without reason, leaving him no time to respond to King Ling's actions in time.
Without the Jade Blood Pavilion, what else can King Xi have to kill? Moreover, it is still unknown whether he can survive under King Ling.
The fire burned well, and King Lianji was involved in it. At the beginning, he secretly tried to help King Xi draw King Ji as a helper, but never wanted King Ji to get out of this muddy water cleanly.
Three birds with one stone! The flames in his eyes were charming and bright. Although things did not develop exactly as he expected, it did not prevent him from achieving his goals. The chaos of this battle is in the middle of his heart. The only thing he needs to know now is, when the huge waves of the sky gradually boil to the climax that day, where will the person he wants be?