Chapter 78: Three thousand green silks stay for the king

I don’t know how to get on the Luan car, I don’t know what someone said to me, the red Luo Jin pad has been soaked in the cold of autumn, Qing Chen leaned on it, tiredness seeping from the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, slowly drowning the body .
Layers of Ye Tianzhan's appearance in military uniforms were all in front of her eyes, and only a momentary glance, why made her so terrified?
It's not that I didn't know it, it's just that I've been avoiding this possibility in my subconscious mind, and it doesn't seem to happen if I don't want it. She has chosen since the beginning, and has never regretted this choice, but it does not mean that her heart will not hurt.
She knew Ye Tianling too much, but at this moment, she fell into inexplicable fear because of her understanding. Regardless of Nangong Jing’s 120,000 Pioneer Army and the 11th West Route Army, more than half of the 300,000 elite soldiers on this expedition came from the Shenyu Barracks, and even the left and right vanguards were Xia Bufeng and Shi Zhonghou.
Ye Tianling had already expected everything, and he had set the chess game at his fingertips. Wait for the empty seat, and wait for the king to come.
This untimely battle turned into the most terrifying sharp edge between his hands. Once the troops moved to the northern borders, the cold sword was out of its sheath, and the horse stepped on the mountain, who can grab its edge? Even if it seems difficult to retreat to the church, how many points are true and how many points are false?
Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended, all advances and retreats are in his hands, with ease.
Closing eyes, deep in my heart are those quiet eyes, quiet and unpredictable.
After a day of exhaustion, he was very tired and groggy all the way until the Luan car stopped. Baguio lifted the curtain and whispered, "The princess has arrived."
Qing Chen woke up from half-faintness, sat for a while with his forehead supported, Fang got out of the car and walked towards the house.
Yan Xi, who had been waiting for a long time in front of the door, greeted him and leaned forward and said: "His Royal Highness has been back for a long time, and has been waiting for the princess."
Qing Chen stopped at the secluded corridor and ordered: "You all go down." After that, he entered the bedroom alone.
Qingshan was solemn, Ye Tianling was looking at several seals before the case, and when she heard her come in, without raising her head, she only asked indifferently: "Where did you go?"
Qing Chen stepped on the brocade carpet barefoot, let go, and the slightly wet robe fell on the ground. She wiped off the hair Hua Sheng on her head and threw it aside, and she lay down on the soft couch, closing her eyes and saying nothing.
Ye Tianling didn't stop the pen in his hand, but he twisted his eyebrows slightly. When he finished writing, he looked back and was suddenly astonished. He threw a pen to the case and touched Qing Chen's forehead: "What's wrong, it's like this?"
The hair on the side of Qing Chen's face was scattered, still with a bit of rain. She knew that she must be embarrassed now, she opened her eyes slightly and looked at him quietly. .
Ye Tianling frowned deeply, turned around and ordered outside: "Get water for a shower!"
Qing Chen blinked, lazily raised his hand and brushed his wet hair. Ye Tian Ling swiftly passed Dark Fury, took her hand, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
There were a few faint bruises on the white hands, which was just now that Jin Hui was gripping tightly, and then I felt pain. Qing Chen reluctantly smiled and said, "Sister Jin gave birth to a boy today. Some people don't want to watch the birth of the child. I almost couldn't save their mother and child."
Ye Tianling's expression was gloomy: "You only know how to save people, and you don't care about it?"
"Four brother." Qing Chen called him softly.
The corners of Ye Tianling's lips pressed slightly. Although the anger in his eyes did not fade, he reached out and took a robe to cover Qing Chen's body, carefully picked her up, and strode deep into the bedroom.
There are many hot springs in Yige City, and Fuzhong in the palace is often referred to as a bath room. Turning a brocade screen, the sound of gurgling water faintly enters your ears, and the water mist on your face, warmth rushes to your face.
Ye Tianling retired his servants and walked directly into the fountain with Qing Chen in his arms. The ironing of the hot water made her tremble slightly, but it dispelled the coldness that penetrated into her bones.
The water is not deep, just shoulder-length when sitting down. Ye Tianling let her lean in her arms and removed her clothes, gently, as if she was afraid of hurting her. Qing Chen closed his eyes and let him play around. Suddenly, his backhand looped around his chest, and her long hair fell into the water and floated like a shallow net, her bright eyes greeted his gaze.
"Does it hurt?" Ye Tianling asked, shaking her hand.
Qing Chen shook his head, a special blush on her pale face due to moisture, still staring at his eyes for an instant. Ye Tianling's cold eyes shone slightly, as if a scorching flame ignited from the deep. Qing Chen stretched his hand to wrap around his neck, Ye Tian Ling bent his arms tight, and leaned over to kiss her.
Almost fanatical, looking for each other's soft lingering, breathing warm and entangled, deep into the heart.
For a long time, Ye Tianling hugged her on her shoulders, and bowed her head with a long sigh: "Wild girl, I was so embarrassed when I ran out for a day, and I still feel restless when I come back."
Qing Chen turned around in his arms and glanced at him suddenly under his eyelashes: "So what?"
Ye Tianling narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous look, and with a sudden force of his arm, he picked her up from the pool and strode to the side of the wide soft couch: "The king will punish you!"
Water splashed to the ground, and Qing Chen curled up there lazily. The smoky light gauze poured down like mist, as if the vapor was getting thicker.
Xuebo silk brocade, three thousand blue silk scattered beside the pillow, clear and crystal clear, dripping down along the ice muscle and bones. Ye Tianling leaned over to hold Qing Chen under her body, kissed a drop of water on her collarbone, and provoked the peach color on the jade-like snowy skin.
Qing Chen closed his eyes, his ears were full of his breath. Unexpectedly, the heartbeat jumped faster and faster with his rapid and slight breathing, as if he was under the gu, uncontrollable, and no longer his own.
Hooking her soft waist, Ye Tianling suddenly fell silent. Qing Chen opened his eyes strangely, and saw that he was looking at him, his eyes were filled with pity. "Tired?" Seeing her look, Ye Tianling said in a low voice, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."
Faintly, it seemed as if the clear stream had not passed through the heart, Qing Chen raised her lips and smiled charmingly, stretched out a hand to stroke his chest, and hooked his neck: "Ling, I want you!"
Ye Tianling's arms tightened, and her intoxicating red lips were lowered in a long sigh. The warm mist is a misty room, the world turns lightly, water and milk blend together, everything falls into a faint dream.
No temptation, no guessing, no pain, no jealousy, no him, no her. The love reaches the depths, and the mind stretches endlessly, exploring each other's most secret areas, entangled in love and become one. The body and even the soul burn in the deepest and strongest love, and the and ecstasy become part of each other and can never be separated.
The soft tents are light, and the spring is beautiful.
After the lingering, Ye Tianling closed her eyes and leaned on the couch, reaching out her hand to stroke Qing Chen's back repeatedly. Qing Chen lay languidly on his shoulders, motionless like a tired kitten, because she felt slightly cold, she rubbed against him. The corner of Ye Tianling's mouth faintly raised, and she pulled the thin quilt beside her to cover her. She turned around and found the most comfortable position, greedily nestling in the warmth of his embrace, unexpectedly drowsy.
Ye Tianling also closed her eyes and rested her mind. After a while, Yan Xi asked outside in a low voice, "Your Highness."
"What's the matter?" Ye Tianling asked lightly.
"General Xia and General Shi have already arrived."
"Yeah." Ye Tianling opened his eyes, "Let them wait."
"Yes."
Qing Chen did not sleep deeply. He heard the words in the dim, feeling that Ye Tianling gently pulled his arm from under her pillow. She wrapped his arms: "Fourth brother."
Ye Tianling raised her hand and patted her cheek: "Lying here to continue sleeping, or should I hold you back to the room?"
Qing Chen shook his head: "I don't want you to go."
Ye Tianling raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Why are you so noisy today? Obedient, I'll be back soon."
"What if I don't let you go?"
"Oh?" Ye Tianling lifted her small chin and looked at it, "Although my Qinger is naughty, he is not so naive."
Qing Chen reluctantly let go of his hand, and Ye Tianling picked up a clean robe and put it on. Qing Chen looked at his broad back in a daze: "Fourth Brother." She whispered to him.
"Huh?" Ye Tianling responded.
Qing Chen was silent for a while, and finally asked, "Can he come back alive?"
Ye Tianling paused slightly with her hand at the neckline, stopped with her back to her, and said nothing.
"As long as... as long as you live." Qing Chen's heart sank slightly with his movements, taking a deep breath.
The room was full of silence, only the sound of the water by the pool could be heard clearly.
Ye Tianling was silent for a moment, Qing Chen bit her lip slightly and looked at him in front of him, her straight back propped up the plain blue robe, cold as a mountain.
Waiting silently, it was clearly just a moment, but it seemed to have survived thousands of years.
"Okay." A simple and light word is as trivial as he used to promise to accompany her somewhere, promise to taste new plum wine with her, and promise to listen to her play a new song. Ye Tianling shook his clothes, straightened them, swept the robe, turned around and looked at Qing Chen deeply, his eyes forced into her heart.
Such a familiar answer, regardless of the reason, as long as it is her request. What he promised her was never impossible.
The mixed feelings turned to Qing Chen's heart, but the ease of relief was suddenly rubbed by a sorrow and sorrow, and it broke into dumb bitterness and strangled her chest.
It seemed to be an understatement, but she knew what he meant behind the word promise. She met Ye Tianling's gaze and said as calmly as possible: "I owe him a life."
Ye Tianling's eyes lingered on her face for a while, the cold and sharp eyes fainted, and the softness slowly appeared, and he smiled: "The wife and the debtor are paid back, it is right and right." The tone is clear, arrogant and more tender.
The heart was cut, soft, and tears like rain, but without realizing it, Qing Chen whispered: "Four brothers..."
With a secret sigh, Ye Tianling sat down and hugged her beside him: "It's just a sentence, why bother? You are my wife, and you will be with me for the rest of your life. If all I ask and think become yours Pain, what does that mean?"
The water mist is tactful, and the gauze tents are lightly raised, lingering between the pale jade steps, which is as peaceful as a fairyland. Qing Chen leaned on his chest, looked at this dreamlike eyes, and said softly: "Fourth brother, thank you."
Ye Tianling was silent next to her, and then he touched her forehead and whispered: "If I really want to say thank you, maybe I should thank you. Until I met you, I realized that people actually have seven passions and desires. Laughing is not difficult. You are like the part that I lost, bringing another me from a long distance. If all the things in this world can only be chosen, I would rather want your smile. Qing'er, If you suffer in it, even in the world, what use do I get?"
She whispers lightly, with deep affection, between her brows and eyes, there is endless softness and pity.
Qing Chen clasped her ten fingers with him, held it tightly, and raised her head under his gaze. The stars in his eyes were soft, deep and bright, lightening up this long life. She smiled and warmed his joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. The place where he joined hands is the world.
The Jinqu is slightly cold, and the lanterns are getting thinner, and it is already in the middle of the moon.
There are still lights faintly in the Shuyu courtyard, and Ye Tianling returns from outside the house, repatriates the attendants who follow, and walks slowly to the sleeping hall.
The atrium is facing the water, and the moonlight is reflected in the lake, with a clear and gentle softness. The wind was slightly cold, and he looked towards the far-reaching night sky with his hands under his hands, and a lonely shadow was cast lightly on the ground, silent around him.
There was a long conversation in the Zhiyuan Hall, and the strategy of Jifeng was as quiet as the night.
The moonlight had traces of coldness in his deep eyes, his angular face was particularly indifferent at this time, and his thoughts were wide open when he looked up. Such a familiar moonlight and coldness seemed to be often seen at night in Mobei outside Guan.
Westerly winds in Changsha, thousands of miles of battle, accompanied by the light sizzle of soldiers and horses, the coldness of gold and the cold, facing thousands of troops and horses, iron-clad swords and halberds, every time you raise your head, you have been alone for more than twenty years, no matter what you do. The feeling in my heart is the same for everything.
In the most clear place, a little vague loneliness will inadvertently penetrate into the heart.
The corners of his mouth raised a faint self-deprecation, and the lines of his facial features made the lines more cold. However, a dim candlelight reflected through the window unexpectedly covered his face when he turned his head to the side, gently concealing the indifference, making his gaze Suddenly become soft.
The indoor tent hangs lightly, lingering slightly with the smell of Fengchi fragrance. Qing Chen only wore the white silk shirt, squeezed the scroll in his hand and leaned on the pillow to doze, Xue Zhan curled up into a small ball beside her, sleeping soundly and comfortably.
Ye Tianling stepped into the dormitory to see this situation, involuntarily raised the corners of her lips, leaned over and quietly picked up the book by Qing Chen, her eyes fell on her face for a while, lingering for a while.
The light smoke of the red Luo, the faintly scattered green silk like a waterfall, the delicate long eyebrows fly diagonally into the black temple, the eyelashes are quietly and clearly lined with the pear blossom snow skin, and the faint lips under the pretty bridge of the nose, clothes win snow, and people are like jade . When he looked at her, he had the illusion that he had dreamed back in the middle of the night, and the strange softness and gentleness grew in his heart, and all the stormy waves were faded away.
The candle flower crackled, and Ye Tianling looked at the half-dark palace lantern, got up and took off his robe. However, when he turned around, he saw that Qing Chen was already awake, smiling at the corner of his mouth, looking at him lazily and tenderly.
"Always sleep like this, be careful to catch colds." Ye Tianling smiled helplessly, covering her with Jiao Yi, with a normal expression.
"Who made His Highness stay away all night?" Qing Chen braced herself and deliberately groaned, but her voice was clearly distressed.
Ye Tianling raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes were slightly apologetic, and she smiled lightly: "Why, the princess is alone in her loneliness?"
Qing Chen pursed his red lips slightly, and saw that there was a bit of unrestrained, even more contented Enron between his eyebrows. Unlike the dignified a few days ago, he asked: "What did the emperor say?"
"That's right." Ye Tianling lay down beside her and said lightly, "You can leave today."
Entering Shu by decree was clearly a conservancy in the Yangtze River, but in fact it was a wonderful move to withdraw from the vassal state.
Since Yu Su raised his troops, the central government has been in a rush, but Ye Tianling took Qingchen to travel around the mountains, go fishing and wine tasting, and ignored the battle of the Northern Expedition, completely out of the way. However, he has been the soul of the Celestial army for many years, and it is almost a habit and an indisputable fact. It is the lifelong wish of the emperor to cut the feudal clan. At this time, insisting on doing it does not mean that he has a long-cherished wish. Facing Ye Tianling's retreat, although the Emperor didn't say much, he was helpless.
A few days ago, the emperor called Ye Tianling into the palace to play chess every day, and Ye Tianling was ordered to accompany the emperor to play chess for several days.
Now the chess is over. Since he wants to mobilize troops, it will inevitably follow his deployment, everything will be made according to the situation, everywhere can be used for himself, this is the terrible thing about Ye Tianling.
Qing Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Ye Tianling put his arms on the pillow and looked at the top of the tent quietly. The gentleness that had just faded away, his face was completely indifferent, without the slightest feeling. Only in those eyes, behind the deep cold darkness, vaguely looked like a terrifying murderous aura, like a sharp sword floating light, which was daunting.
Don't rush and be patient, how far can he achieve these words?
The enmity of killing the father and taking the throne seems indifferent. Ye Tianling has always maintained the relationship of father and son with the emperor to the emperor. It is only because they have been fathers and sons for more than 20 years.
Nothing has changed at all, the hate that he never said, what he has lost, because it is too deep and he does not want to mention it. Love is also extreme, hatred is also extreme. Qing Chen watched him close his eyes and frowned, the cut between his brows seemed to be rubbed into her heart. She stretched out her hand as usual and gently stroked his brow.
Ye Tianling was slightly startled and opened his eyes abruptly, but was stunned when he saw Qing Chen's silent eyes, as if he was awakened by her dark dream somewhere, and a feeling of relief surged in her heart.
Qing Chen smiled lightly and said softly: "I don't want to think about it anymore when I go home. I always frown and feel tired."
Ye Tianling held her hand on her forehead, was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "Qing'er, everyone says I am ruthless, if I let him have nothing, would it be true and ruthless?"
The palm of his hand covered his eyes, and he could no longer see the sharp, cold words faintly uttered from his mouth, like sadness and hate, the pain suppressed in the bone marrow was extremely vague, but it made people feel painful.
Qing Chen knew that he had suppressed too many things in his heart, and couldn't solve it, but said gently: "No matter what you want to do, I will be by your side."
Ye Tianling turned to look at her, her brows were clear, but her eyes were apologetic: "I don't know when to return to Beijing this time when I entered Shu. I leave you alone in Tiandu. I always feel uneasy."
The corners of Qing Chen's lips curled slightly and said quietly, "No matter where you go, I will also be by your side."
Ye Tianling was stunned, frowning again: "This trip is inevitable. The battlefield is dangerous. You can't go."
Qing Chen asked: "If I have a reason, would you take me with me?"
Ye Tian Ling raised his eyebrows and was noncommittal. Qing Chen got up and put on his robe, holding the lamp and said: "Fourth brother, you come with me."
"Where to go?" Ye Tianling asked puzzledly.
"Tianji Mansion."
The palace was quiet, Qing Chen's palace lanterns were faint, and she walked along the corridor in a hazy distance. She stopped at the side hall of Tianji Mansion, smiled at Ye Tianling, and pushed in.
As the fire in the hall gleamed faintly, Ye Tianling saw Qing Chen standing in front of the wall raising the glazed palace lantern. The lights flickered, reflecting her white robe and her bright jade, with a picture of military aircraft hanging faintly behind her.
He stepped forward and looked at it intently, with a slight shock in his heart. Qing Chen turned around and lit the candle next to him, and heard Ye Tianling stretch out his hand without looking back, "Give me the lamp."
Qing Chen handed the palace lanterns to Ye Tianling's hands and lit the bright candles in the palace one by one. The candlelight was bright, and the picture of the military aircraft that had gathered countless efforts was lightly displayed, clearly presented in front of Ye Tianling.
Ye Tianling stood in the hall, staring in front of him. The ten thousand li frontiers, the landscape of mountains and rivers, can be seen in this volume. Countless prosperous capitals, counties, and border defense towns are carefully spread out with the familiar handwriting, the history is clear, the details are bit by bit, and the four realms are collected.
The pen is precise and ingenious, the weight is appropriate, and it draws all directions from Liuhe. At a glance, he knew that this was an invaluable treasure for the marching war. After repeated inspections, he turned around in disbelief: "This is what you painted?" There will be no second person in the mansion.
Qing Chen smiled calmly, held up a palace lantern, and looked in front of him. The light was bright, and calmness was reflected on her silent face, she proudly said: "Fourth brother, I said, if you marry me, you will definitely live up to this world."
The shadow of Qing Chen's white clothes was deeply reflected in Ye Tianling's eyes. His eyes were surprised and joyful, like looking at a long-cherished treasure. He stared persistently under the quiet light, and Qing Chen could only look back obsessively, forgetting who he was.
He raised his hand, stroked her eyebrows, her eyes, and her lips with warm fingers, sighed tightly and hugged her tightly in his arms, and whispered: "If you have a wife like this, how much more can a husband ask for!"
Qing Chen leaned against him, his steady heartbeat came from the palm of his hand, and that real temperature was transmitted to her heart with moving heartstrings in waves, making her feel that she would never leave: "Take me, let me Be with you, OK?" She said softly.
Ye Tianling lightly folded her fur robe, stroking her hair scattered on her shoulders, her eyes soft: "Why don't I want to have you by my side from time to time, but the march is too hard. You are not in good health, I am afraid you will not be able to stand it. ."
This does not belong to one's body! She came here because of this heart, will she also be separated because of this? A tinge of grief appeared in Qing Chen's heart, quietly lying in his arms and said: "That's why I want to be with you even more. Life is short. I don't want to waste every day."
Ye Tianling frowned suddenly because of the sorrow in her words, his face changed slightly in an instant, and he whispered: "Don't talk nonsense."
The light shadows under the lamp were bright and dark, and Qing Chen was held by him, but he smiled calmly. Even though the life ahead was an unknown life, she did not regret the love in this previous life, and she did not hesitate to turn back.
"My own body, I can't know it better. Anyway, I am also a doctor. How can I die so easily..."
Before she finished speaking, Ye Tianling's arm tightened, he leaned over and sealed her lips, cutting off her words. The extremely overbearing heat and deep tender pity stirred into the lake of heart with his breath, breaking the thousand waves, and dispersing into the heart.
Until Qing Chen felt that she almost melted into his breath, turned into droplets of light smoke, and turned into a part of him.
Ye Tianling let go of her gently, deeply worried in her eyes. He whispered: "If you want to stay with me, you must stay with me forever."
Qing Chen smiled around his chest, slammed him around in the hall, and smiled happily: "I will, brother, I want to accompany you, see you dominate the world, see you step on the mountains and rivers, see You Jingan everywhere, watching you create a prosperous world, I want you to smile with me every day!"
She smiled so crisply, so happy, as if the joy of the whole world was in her hands. The white robe Diaoqiu was spread out long and beautifully behind him, and the reverberating sound in the hall floated with the light gauze, and the candlelight swayed, dancing with dazzling splendor.
Ye Tianling seemed to be infected by her laughter, and the silence, coldness, sadness, and sorrow all turned into invisible, one after another. At this moment, he is willing to be a pair of obsessive men and women with her, falling into the dust, drunk dreams, and never wake up.