"Ahem, cough, cough" was too excited just now, which made his old illness recur, and he couldn't help coughing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Ran handed him a pill for him to take.

"Don't spread the news of the king's awakening. Jun Haoyu explained.

"Yes. “

After the two retreated, he lay on the bed to rest, whether this poison was under Ling Qingcheng or not, he didn't care, he wanted to know whether Ling Qingcheng was sincere to him.

He knew that the dim sum was poisonous, but he was still willing to eat it, and he wanted to know if Ling Qingcheng would worry about him, even if it was just a little bit.

Pei Feng is right, he did do very stupid things, but in a relationship, no matter how smart a person is, he will become very stupid and naïve.

He cherished such an opportunity, if he hadn't taken the path of a minister, he would not have been able to stand out in the Jun family, he would not have been able to get so much support, and it would have been impossible for him to stand closest to her.

Ling Qingcheng had a low-grade fever for three days, Jun Haoyu also waited for three days, there was no news from the palace, and he felt that the palace was so deserted for the first time.

Looking at the skylight in the dormitory, he still remembered the scene of Ling Qingcheng climbing the window that day.

Jun Haoyu stretched out his hand and held it in front of him, his white fingers were distinctly jointed, and his hands were slowly clenched.

He now has about fifty percent of his troops, but these people are not yet trained.

People like Anshida are not loyal to him, and the Yao family has never been willing to serve him.

Ling Qingcheng was always worried that he would rebel, and only he knew that he couldn't do it now, he still needed strength, he needed more.

Ling Qingcheng asked more than once, if he could not take the throne, his answer was always no.

Since ancient times, he has become a king and a loser, and if he doesn't climb to a high position, he won't be able to be with her at all.

Jun Haoyu got up and took out the small porcelain vase and the birthday jade in the dark grid.

Ling Qingcheng didn't remember the past, but he remembered, he always remembered the scene when she met him that autumn.

Without his mother's care, his childhood has always been gray, and his father's strictness made him speak little.

It was her appearance that brought all the colors of his world.

"You are like a little bun, I'll call you a little bun in the future. “

"Ahem," Jun Haoyu suddenly felt a suffocation in his chest, and coughed lightly.

When the housekeeper heard the noise inside, he knocked on the door: "Lord Wang, do you want to drink some more hot tea?"

Jun Haoyu breathed a long sigh of relief: "Come on." “

The butler entered the door with hot tea, walked to the bedside and handed it to him.

Jun Haoyu drank it and lay back on the bed, still holding Ling Qingcheng's birthday jade in his hand.

In Cuixia Palace, after Ling Qingcheng fell asleep for three days, she slowly woke up, and the people who served her beside her were all new palace maids, and all the people in her palace were replaced.

"Your Highness, do you have any discomfort?" the palace maid asked softly.

Ling Qingcheng didn't answer, she got up and walked to the bathhouse, and the palace maids quickly arranged everything inside.

Ling Qingcheng took off his nightgown, lifted his jade feet, and slowly submerged into the warm water.

The supple ink hair drifted through the water, and she relaxed and immersed herself in it......

After bathing, the palace maid helped her dress and change clothes, and Ling Qingcheng opened his mouth and ordered: "Take the star and moon robe of this palace." “

The palace maid was stunned for a moment and replied softly, "Yes." “

After finishing the makeup, Ling Qingcheng took the palace people and walked towards the meditation hall.

There is a palace in the palace, named Meditation, which is a place where emperors and princesses of the past have meditated, that is, a place of reflection.

The robe worn by the emperor to the meditation hall is the Zhengyang robe, and the robe worn by the princess to the meditation hall is the star and moon robe, which is taken from the sun and the moon.

The inside of the Xingyue robe is made of white plain brocade, embroidered with auspicious clouds, and the outer robe is dark blue, and the silver thread is embroidered with stars.

The accessories of the Xingyue robe are all white jade, which means as bright and pure as the moon.

Ling Qingcheng lifted his robe and climbed the steps, and the palace people knelt down and waited.

The door of the Hall of Meditation was pushed open, and inside hung the scrolls of the emperors of the past dynasties, the swords and brushes that they had used.

The meditation hall is very high, the ground is pitch-black marble floor tiles, the surrounding wall pillars are golden, and the carvings are not dragons and phoenixes, but unicorns.

The unicorn is known as a great sage, intelligent and wise.

There are seats, floor mats, and soft couches in the hall, and each person has a different way of reflecting, so it is not necessary to kneel on the ground.

In front of it is a huge piece of white chalcedony, round and transparent, which reflects the image of a unicorn directly above.

The unicorn in the main hall holds a golden scroll on its right paw, and legend has it that it is the answer that everyone who comes here is looking for.

Ling Qingcheng knelt in front of the round jade mirror, looking at the reflection of the unicorn on it, thinking quietly.

She has always hoped that Sheng Guo would be good, she knew that she was not capable enough, but she still worked hard to go step by step.

But now, she finds that she has no purpose in life, and she is very confused.

She wants to protect the throne, she wants to protect the people, but this is not just about getting rid of a few corrupt officials and killing some villains.

She never knew what she wanted.

Yu Chi Linjia is right, she is very weak, so she was bullied, calculated, and hurt.

All along, she has also accepted her weakness, she is not as decisive as the royal brother, but now she wants to be different, she wants to get more, and she wants to protect more!

When his father was alive, he once said that if one day, she was confused, and she felt that there was no way out, so she would come to the Temple of Meditation, and there would be the answer she wanted.

Ling Qingcheng got up and walked to Ling Yue's portrait.

"Father, my daughter doesn't know what to do, isn't my daughter stupid?"

Ling Qingcheng looked at Ling Yue's sword, this green dragon sword followed Ling Yue to fight all his life, and later he felt that the anger on it was too heavy, and he also found a high-ranking monk to purify.

Raise your hand to touch the lines on it: "My father once used it to protect Shengguo, but my daughter didn't know what to do." “

At this moment, she saw that the sword stand of the saber was engraved with the word "Qing".

When Ling Qingcheng stroked the font, he suddenly found that this was a small wooden box embedded in the sword stand.

Ling Qingcheng took off the wooden box, and after opening it, there was a scroll inside.

As the scroll unfolded, her eyes moistened with the familiar font on it, it was a letter written to her by her father.

"Qing'er, my father has not been able to grow up with you and has not been able to protect you, and my father is very guilty. When you see this scroll, you must have reached a fork in the road in your life......"

Ling Qingcheng's tears fell, and the appearance of his father resurfaced in front of him.

Closing the scroll, she kowtowed three times to Ling Yue's portrait, wiped away the tears on her face, and strode forward to open the door of the temple.

At this time, Concubine Cheng and Ling Yao were both waiting outside the hall, and Ling Qingcheng walked up to the two of them and saluted.

Ling Yao looked at her worriedly, "Why did you come here before your body healed?"

"Thank you Brother Huang for your concern, Qingcheng is fine. “

"I went in for two hours, but I found the answer I was thinking?" asked Mrs. Cheng. (To be continued.) )