In such a cold weather, who put her brother Shu in the icy river water, how cold it should be!

Lin Zhixuan only felt chills all over her body, but Brother Shu didn't seem to feel cold, in that cradle, she still babbled and wanted to speak, and still looked at Lin Zhixuan with a smile.

It's just that Brother Shu is in the river, but Lin Zhixuan is on the shore, Lin Zhixuan shouted Brother Shu'er's name along the river, she wanted to chase it, but she couldn't catch up, seeing that Brother Shu was about to go away, Lin Zhixuan ignored the cold water of the river and waded into the river, wanting to catch up with Brother Shu and save Brother Shu.

But just watching Brother Shu'er's basket drift farther and farther, Lin Zhixuan shouted anxiously, she was also wading deeper and deeper, seeing that the river was about to overflow her head, Lin Zhixuan suddenly felt that the river in front of her was a little inexplicably familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Then, she saw a firefly suddenly fly out of the sparse reeds beside her.

The sky suddenly changed from early morning to dusk, and the moon and stars slowly appeared in the sky, making the fireflies fly more and more clearly.

Lin Zhixuan looked at the firefly, but suddenly paused, remembering when it was.

It was in the autumn of that year, when he went to the Nanyuan enclosure with Wei Mingxu and the ninth sister to hunt.

That night, he rode his horse and led himself out to play.

In the vast and vast river in front of her, in the dense reeds, Lin Zhixuan saw the autumn fireflies that she was silently pursuing in her two lives.

At the beginning, I once made a wish to the firefly, hoping that I could give him a son.

Memories of the past came flooding back like a river that was about to overflow overhead.

Lin Zhixuan almost drowned in that big river.

There was nothing but darkness around her but the oppressive river, and only the ghosts of the reeds swaying, which made her tremble.

It was as if she had returned to the old days, the days when she was alone and faced the whole world. You can't be tired, you can't admit defeat, you can't hesitate.

Originally, she was living a normal life with Wei Mingxu in this life, and she felt tired and bored.

It's actually good to think that a person is carefree.

However, it was when there was no illness or disaster, and the situation in front of him was under his control.

She will feel that she can do anything, and that she can hold up all of them alone.

But now she's sick, now she's hurt, now she's so sick in bed that she can't get up, she's so tired, so painful, every bone is soft, she's coughing, almost coughing out her lungs.

Only then did she realize that the hope in front of her was only that flickering fluorescence.

She suddenly thought of him.

I want him to be by my side, and I miss his warm body temperature.

Even if he didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he just lay side by side every night, he criticized his recitals, and read his own books.

The swaying lights of Xi Jinzhai dimmed into a warm current, no matter what kind of cold winter, it never chilled her heart.

It turned out that in fact, what warmed her hands, her feet, and her heart in the past was not the flue under Xijin Zhai.

It's him.

It was he who put his cold hands on his body, he was clever, and then laughed and was caught by him, he always blamed her, while hugging her into his arms, using his body, warming her, while chanting: "Eat more venison, drink more mutton soup." How can Hu Liangqing, this doctor, how can the medicine he give you to condition your body not work at all, it is still so cold. ”

I am weak and afraid of cold and heat. Only he is warm in winter and cool in summer. In winter, he was held by him for warmth, and in summer, he was always hot like a stove, and he always loved to stick to him who was cool.

The person who has slept next to his pillow for ten years has blended with himself, sharing the same bed, cold and heat. Lin Zhixuan is always greedy for his chest, especially when something happens that makes her uneasy and makes her panic.

Lin Zhixuan always likes to be hugged by him hard, leaning on his broad shoulders, listening to his steady heartbeat, feeling his strong arms, and feeling a suffocating steadfastness.

He once gave himself such a comfortable ten years, only for himself, so warm and beautiful. When I think of him, my heart can't help but flutter, and the corners of my mouth are filled with a happy arc.

Lin Zhixuan suddenly couldn't help crying in her dream, because without him in the dream, she couldn't find him.

She was the only one left, struggling to move forward in the boundless darkness, watching her child get farther and farther away from her.

Feeling the oppressive suffocation of the river rushing towards him, it was cold to the bones everywhere.

He doesn't want himself anymore. It's the high throne, the cold no-man's top, the treacherous world with only intrigue.

He no longer needs to stand by his side.

He doesn't want to be himself.

Lin Zhixuan's stomach couldn't help twitching, and she wanted to vomit out the medicine and porridge she had drunk.

Looking at the unconscious Lin Zhixuan, Sister Xin couldn't help but feel distressed, Qiu Ju watched Lin Zhixuan drink and vomit, but when she vomited, she could only continue to feed her.

Qiu Ju looked at the corners of Lin Zhixuan's eyes, the crystal that slipped down, and couldn't help crying: "Niangniang, the prince will be back soon." And the princess and the prince, they are coming back soon. Niangniang, Qiu Ju, please, get better quickly. The prince is very worried about you, he will come back and save you from the palace. ”

Sister Xin listened to Qiu Ju's self-deception, but she was a little dazed and hesitant in her heart.

Will it?

Will he really do?

He is a man, and in the eyes of men, there is only a family and a country, and there are only thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. A woman is just a foil in the back house, nothing more than a tool for giving birth to children.

One tool, this one is broken and there is another, this tool is gone, there will be new ones.

A person will fall in love with a person.

But will a man give up the country for a tool?

Sister Xin didn't know what choice Wei Mingxu would make, but she clearly knew that Wei Yanxian would definitely not.

"Auntie can't look like this, let's think of saving my aunt from the palace. Looking at Qiu Ju, who was crying by the bed, Sister Xin'er's eyes were blank, and she muttered as if she was distracted. It's just that I don't know if I'm talking to Qiu Ju or talking to myself.

Wei Mingxu's army galloped day and night, approaching the city of Beijing, and Wang Jingsheng finally received news from Lin Zhixuan again from the Yikun Palace.

Wei Mingxu received a letter from Wang Jingsheng in Zhili, and Lin Zhixuan was seriously ill and in danger. Wei Mingxu was furious, but he never thought that almost at the same time, he received a secret order from Wei Yanxian, telling him not to delay, to lead the troops back to Beijing, go to the military headquarters first, and return the tiger talisman, otherwise, he would wait to collect Lin Zhixuan's body.

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