Chapter 68: sixty seven

sixty seven
After going through a rebellion, the palace is still brightly lit. Yang Yuting handled the follow-up matter and arranged a patrol of the Jinpao guard to ensure the safety of the palace.
This night was very thrilling for everyone. The well-prepared 禤 景 宸 was also the same because Zhong Lishuo disturbed his mind. Earlier, she ordered Feng Bo to leave with Zhenbei Hou. Now, as soon as she leaves the study room, she hastened to call her and asked, "How is the gentleman?"
"The arrow is poisonous, and the doctor is helpless. Later, Mr. Nianwang rescued him and drew it out. This is all right." Feng Bo followed behind Jing Jingyu like a shadow and whispered softly. She usually doesn't speak very much. Only when Jing Jing asked her what she said, she would have it.
Wu Jingxi was so tight-hearted that he didn't have the energy to think about things at the moment, and just hurriedly asked, "Where is she now?"
"The side hall in On Ho Court."
"Is anyone going to see it? Who else is there?" Tong Jingyun walked forward, hurriedly, obviously anxious.
"The long princess went and saw the poison clear before leaving." Feng Bo was tall, and his words were first-rate loyalty. "Zhenbeihou and Lezheng waiter were waiting on the small couch, and the waiter who held the lantern was also . "
Yun Jingji thought for a moment and kept walking, "Don't let anyone know that I went to see her."
At this time, as an emperor, it was not a good choice to see the son of the Hou family in Zhenbei at night. Zhong Lishuo's thoughts are now clear to her. She doesn't say it because she is now Le Zhengshuo. Since she had chosen so, then Jing Jingyi had to respect her decision.
Although Feng Bo was loyal, he wasn't stupid. When he heard what Jing Jingjun said, he said, "I'll let them sleep well."
"Um." Wu Jingxi nodded, and quickened his pace, and they quickly reached the side hall of Anheyuan. At this time, Zhenbei Hou was sending Zhongli Hou out of the scene, Tong Jingye and Feng Bo jumped up to the roof together, and looked at Zhong Lihou with a cold eye and thanked him.
Today, it was Zhong Lishuo who blocked an arrow for him, and it was time for Zhong Lishu to take a look.
But it was late at night, and Zhong Li was still a little disturbed when he came. Wu Jingyan frowned slightly, and saw Zhong Li bowing and left the Anhe Garden with the waiter carrying the lantern.
Zhenbeihou turned around, closed the door, and returned to the house.
"Go back to sleep, Suer is here to guard her." He persuaded Wen, looking at the worried eldest daughter.
Le Zhengzheng shook his head and said, "Your Majesty has assembled six Shangshus. Father, it is not good for you not to go. Your Majesty will definitely call again tomorrow, Father, business is the most important thing. You go back to sleep first, and you will be better .A Su's poison has been cleared, and my father doesn't have to worry too much. I just keep her. "
Zhenbei Hou listened to the same reason, thinking that the queen had just ordered him but he was not there, and was a little worried. But Le Zhengsu was his child, and he couldn't rest assured, hesitated for a while, then said: "Then you keep Suer, if Suer is OK, call the doctor too to come and see."
"Well, father, you go back first."
Zhenbei Hou nodded and left, and left Anheyuan temporarily under the watch of Le Zhengyu. On the roof of Feng Bo, when he saw him leave, several ups and downs, and jumped into the house.
At that time, Le Zheng was arranging the quilt for his sister, but was stunned by Feng Bo with a knife. Feng Bo caught her weak body, stuffed her sleeping medicine into her mouth, and held her to the couch.
After completing all of this, Feng Bo returned to the roof and stood silently beside Pu Jingying. Seeing this, Yun Jingxi ordered her to say, "You are here, don't let anyone come over."
Feng Bo nodded, and Jing Jingyu jumped down from the roof and walked towards the bright house.
After she left, Feng Bo sat bored on the roof. She looked up and looked at the night sky, and a round moon like a disk hung in the sky.
Bright moonlight poured down and fell into every corner under the night sky.
It was a full moon, Feng Bo thought, it was a good day.
When she thought about it that way, the room below squeaked and pushed the door open. Tong Jingyi looked at the bright lights in front of her. For a moment, she closed the door behind her, hesitated for a moment, and walked gently into the room.
Le Zhengying, who was fainted by Feng Bo, fell asleep on the couch. Tong Jingying didn't look at her, and walked straight behind the screen. She bypassed the screen and was taken away by those lying in bed for a while.
Wu Jingxuan's pace slowed down, obviously he really wanted to see that person again, for some reason he felt a sense of cowardice. As she walked towards the bed, the man's face became clearer and clearer. Qi Jingyu suppressed her breath and sat gently on the bed, focusing all her eyes on the immature teenager.
Zhong Lishuo closed his eyes at this moment and lay pale on the bed. Tong Jingtai Zi carefully looked at her face, thinking that it was clearly so similar, and she had not been able to recognize this person for a long time.
Whether it's the youthful spirit and the sleepy look, there is no change.
Blame myself and can't believe it.
Wu Jingxi wanted to laugh, but tears condensed in her eyes, and she trembled and stretched out her hand, her fingertips tremblingly fell on Zhong Lishuo's face.
The young man's hot temperature burned through the skin of Jing Jing's fingertips, and that warmth passed from his fingertips to the limbs, making Jing Jing's eyes soft.
She watched the sleeping boy with her eyes closed tenderly, tears rolling out like she couldn't control it. Obviously it was a very happy thing, but she wanted to cry.
She and Zhong Lishuo, a young couple, first met in Yunzhou when they broke a temple, forced the emperor to marry, and later encountered confederates to attack, and then went to Blizzard in the two states. They supported each other along the way, and all her heart strings moved for her. Wu Jingyi thought that they would be together for many years, even if Zhong Lishuo was weak, it would be a hundred years, but he never thought that God was so kind.
She always thought that after going north to Yuman, Chu State would start Guotai Min'an. She would be the queen of Zhong Lishuo's life, but never thought that would be the case.
How can ordinary people bear grief when widowed by a juvenile. I don't know how many midnight dreams, she awakened from her dream and touched her pillow subconsciously, but she felt cold. Infinite darkness and loneliness engulfed her, and such panic made her think that all this was dreamlike and extremely desolate.
But the night club passed, and when day came, she had to take on the heavy responsibility of this country and be a king.
After three years like this, I thought I would get better, but I still remember that person day by day.
She remembered the juvenile standing in front of the ruined temple, with a glorious appearance, which deprived everyone's eyes.
She remembers the prince under the cherry tree, and gentle and elegant is a noble son who would be tempted by all women in Yuanzhou City.
She remembered His Royal Highness in front of the Emperor Tsang's couch, which was the first person in front of her to meet in front of her. The thin body was like a mountain, enough for her to depend on her life to follow her.
What she remembered more was that in the late night study, in front of the bright light, the thin emperor tirelessly read the books and revised the rules to make policies.
That look, engraved deep in her soul, how can it be forgotten?
Two lines of tears fell, and Jing Jingyan gently touched Zhong Lishuo's face, and looked away, and landed on her shoulder.
Zhong Lishuo covered his quilt with his shoulders exposed. She wore a jacket and covered the bandaged wound. Qi Jingying's gaze fell there, and her hand moved slightly.
Why such a cowardly person has the power to block everything.
Why is Yingwu so exciting?
Wu Jingying touched the wound, and keenly saw Zhong Lishuo frowned, and then retreated his hands like lightning.
It hurts, but I didn't shout out at that time, how much patience I would endure.
Su Jingjing suddenly thought that in the winter, the emperor with rashes bit his quilt and endured all the painful expressions, and his heart tightened.
The little medical worker once said that in the later stage of poisoning, he would bite the five internal organs and be so painful. However, Jian Tian Si consulted the medication records of Taiji Hospital that year, but found no analgesic drugs. Wu Jingxi knew that she had to bear it alive in order to stabilize Baiguan.
Every time she thought about it, she was in pain.
Self-blame, remorse, accompanied by a strong joy knocked down Jing Jingyu. She sat by Zhong Lishuo's bed and kept it up all night.
She was thinking about her past with Zhong Lishuo, and in her mind gradually overlapped Le Zhengshu, a sixteen-year-old, with Zhong Lishuo.
"Who are you?"
"What kind of guard is your adult, and who is your last name?"
"Great general?"
"Master Yongle?"
"Azumi ..."
"His Majesty."
...
Those memories were intertwined, and they became the hot eyes of the young man in the fierce drum sound. Xi Jingxi closed her eyes, put back all the tears, and said in her heart.
Come back, her Highness.
They are husbands and wives and have each other, not her wishful thinking.
Tong Jingxi laughed, wiped away her tears, and looked at the person in bed without fatigue. Until the moon fell, Chenhui gradually lit up from the window.
"Water ..." At dawn, at night, a weak groan and groan caught all of Jing Jing's attention.
Zhong Lishuo on the bed frowned, shouting groggyly: "Thirst ... Mother ... Suo wants to drink water ..."
Xi Jingying got up and heard her panic and came to a cup of tea. The bell on the bed struggled confusedly, but fell into a embrace. Tong Jingxi held her half in her arms and fed tea into her mouth without any rustiness. Zhong Lishuo drank in a big mouth, stumbled, without even realizing his situation.
Seeing that she was in a hurry to drink, Yun Jingyu wetted her jacket, reached out and supported her chin, and slowly fed it. Then she asked softly, "Do you want more?"
Zhong Lishuo nodded and was about to respond, but in the next moment he suddenly looked up, saw a lingering face, and stuttered stuttering: "Zi ... Zi 潼 ..."
Tong Jing softened her eyes, held a cup of tea and looked at her softly, and smiled slightly.
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