Seeing this, Ling Zi smiled triumphantly.

The two returned to the bamboo house in the bamboo forest, Zijun Zhenren was still squatting in front of the stove pit to make a fire, and the beard of the white 'flower' and 'flower' was inadvertently rubbed with ash, and it looked very funny.

Ling Ziran sneered out loud very unceremoniously, put down his things and walked over, hugged his 'chest' with his arms around his eyes and squinted his eyes mercilessly: "I said master, where did you climb out of the 'hole?!' ”

"Stinky girl!" Zijun Zhenren took care of the fire, heard Ling Ziran's ridicule, turned his head and scolded with a smile, and then continued to work with his subordinates.

Ling Ziran smiled, turned around and walked into his room, changed his clothes, put on a light tulle, walked to the bronze mirror, and looked at himself with a pregnant face, with sadness in his eyes.

Her eyes dimmed a little, sighed, and raised her hand to cover her stomach, these days in the middle of the night, she can always be kicked awake by the baby in her belly, a very slight movement, but enough to alarm her.

At that time, I thought something was wrong, but later I asked the master, and I learned that this was the legendary fetal movement!

Through the belly, it is as if you can feel the baby's heartbeat.

The dark light under the eyes is lost, and in its place, it is full of maternal love.

……

After lunch, Ling Ziran walked around outside, digesting and digesting, Ziyi said that he wanted to help the master wash the dishes, but he didn't follow.

Last time, she accidentally found a very beautiful scenery on a hill in the bamboo forest, and when she was in a bad mood, she went there to stay for a while, blowing the wind to see the scenery, and her mood suddenly brightened!

Sitting on the hill over there, you can have an unobstructed view of the rivers and mountains of Beisheng, look at the small palace in the distance, sigh in your heart, and sit on a big stone with your arms crossed.

The cool breeze hit her body, inexplicably a little cold, and suddenly an eagle call attracted her, stood up and looked up, maybe the sun was too dazzling, and she raised her hand to support her eyes uncomfortably.

Seeing the eagle soaring in the sky, Ling Ziran was inexplicably a little envious, if she could be an eagle in her next life, how good would it be, she could fly freely and carefree under the blue sky.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, and Ling Ziran slapped his big 'thigh', it's bad! Why did you forget to pass the book to your brother! It's been so long, my brother must be very worried about himself!

Thinking about it, Ling Ziran hurriedly went down the hillside, returned to the bamboo forest, prepared pen, ink, paper, inkstone, took out the paper and flattened it, held the 'hair' pen in his right hand, dipped it in the ink, thought about it for a while, and slowly put down the pen.

After a while, after Ling Ziran finished writing the letter, he whistled to summon the carrier pigeon, which slowly flew from a distance, flapped its wings a few times, chirped a few times, tilted its little head, and looked at her with black eyes.

Ling Ziran smiled, stretched out his hand and 'touched' the pigeon's head, rolled it up and stuffed it into the letter box, put it under the pigeon's two paws, and gently grabbed it to let it fly.

……

In the palace, there was a sudden 'sudden' sound in front of the window of Ling Xiao, put down the book in his hand, walked over to open the window, and saw a carrier pigeon standing in front of the window and jumping.

Ling Xiao carefully held up the carrier pigeon, saw it grasping a roll of letter under its paws, and was suspicious for a moment, but still reached out and let the carrier pigeon go, closed the window, walked to the desk and sat down, and then 'pulled' out the letter and spread it out.

The originally frowning brows were loosened suddenly, and there was a rare smile in the corners of Ling Xiao's eyes, he folded the letter paper and put it in his sleeve, turned around and stepped out of the palace.

When he came to the imperial study, Jun Mochen was still approving the folds, as if he had encountered some problem, he 'rubbed' and 'rubbed' the suddenly jumping sun 'temple', heard the footsteps, and subconsciously raised his head.

Seeing Ling Xiao walking in with a 'spring' face, Jun Mochen frowned, and his tone was light, "General Ling's temperament is so good, what's the good thing?" You might as well share it. ”

"Haha, the emperor deserves to be the emperor, you can guess this!" Ling Xiao rarely made a joke and teased.

Then he 'pulled' out the letter paper from his sleeve and put it in front of his eyes, and his eyes signaled, "Look at it, the emperor will definitely be satisfied." Ling Xiao's tone was determined.

Jun Mochen was half incredulous, glanced at Ling Xiao suspiciously, took the letter and spread it out, and the beautiful small block letters on it came into view, but subconsciously stabbed his eyes.

After a few glances, he put it down, raised his eyes to look at Ling Xiao, his eyes were slightly unshocked, and he said expressionlessly: "You are just for this?" ”

Ling Xiao was puzzled for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "Your Majesty, did you not react after reading this letter?" "Your Majesty, should you really let go of the dye?

"Heh, how does General Ling want me to react?" Jun Mochen's dark eyes flashed a hint of sarcasm, and he asked mockingly.

"......" Ling Xiao was choked for a while, and pursed his thin 'lips' stupidly, "Well, in this case, as long as there is something about dyeing in the future, none of the ministers will pass it to the emperor's ears!" ”

After speaking, he was about to turn around and walk, walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, looked back to look at Jun Mochen's expression, but met his cold eyes, the last glimmer of hope was also disillusioned, and he would not step out of the 'door' without his head.

It wasn't until the sound of the door closing came to his ears that Jun Mochen realized that he realized it later, and sat there in a daze, staring at a certain place in the air in a daze.

Suddenly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but it was unusually bitter.

In the empty room, his murmuring voice suddenly sounded, "Dyer, it turns out that you have always been by my side......"

Fortunately, fortunately, Ran'er did not leave far away, but stayed within his reach, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a hanging stone in his heart slowly fell.

Everything is settled, can the lady come back again?

***

A few days later, Mo Luo held a funeral for Mo Yalin, that is, Concubine Ya, because Jun Mochen had made a decree, as early as before Mo Yalin died, Jun Mochen had abolished her concubine, so the funeral could only be done in a civilian way.

I am unwilling to be for my sister in my heart, but the emperor is 'dang', even if he resists, it is only a rebellion, and it will not change the facts.

The emperor really has no love, and some of them just use each other, even if it is the queen mother and the emperor, he doesn't want to believe that there will be true love in this world.

He felt sorry for his sister, he felt sorry for the decision he made at the beginning, if he had been ruthless at the beginning, maybe he would not have caused the situation he is in today!

The subordinates carried the coffin, Mo Luo held Mo Yalin's spiritual seat, and the two subordinates took a basket full of paper money, grabbed a handful and threw it into the air.

When passers-by saw this scene, they talked about it, and they all wanted to hide away from it, so as not to get into bad luck, and they were curious, so they could see a spectacle on the street.

Mo Luo ignored this, looked straight ahead, and arrived at the place of burial, after entering the tomb, Mo Luo squatted in front of a grave, stroked the tombstone with his hand, and gently traced the handwriting engraved on the tombstone.

His eyes radiated a deep sadness, so heavy that the air around him became very oppressive, he closed his eyes, and a line of tears suddenly poured down, 'snapping' to the ground, melting into the sand.

It wasn't until the sunset that Mo Luo slowly left here, and returned to the mansion in despair, and as soon as he stepped in, the mansion was empty, and the ground was full of fallen leaves.

Only then did he realize that he had dismissed a group of subordinates as early as yesterday, and the few people who held the funeral just now were more loyal to him and stayed to help him.

Now that he has left, he is the only one left, standing in the courtyard, hanging his head, his back looking a little lonely.

There seemed to be a crisp laugh from my sister in my ears, as if I was still holding his arm just now and coquettishly wanted to buy snacks, and after a while, I grabbed his neck to make him ......

This scene was like a movie playing backwards, one after another, a bitter smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he stepped into the room and closed the 'door' to block the last light.

……

Since Chu Han looked for Wuxin last time, Jiang Yi'er found that Wuxin had been losing his soul recently, sometimes he always looked at a certain place in a daze, and he didn't hear it after calling him several times.

The amount of food is getting less and less day by day, and she often wakes up in the middle of the night, and she also tries to communicate with Wuxin, but he keeps smiling and shaking his head and saying that it's okay, so she doesn't have to worry.

But how could he not worry about her like this!

Until today, Wuxin suddenly told her that he wanted to go to Nanling Kingdom, Jiang Yi'er was stunned for a moment after hearing this, nodded, and shook her head again, "Then you eat first and then go?" ”

Wuxin smiled and 'touched' her head, with guilt in her eyes, it seems that Yi'er has been worried a lot in the past few days. "Okay, I'm going to eat the yang 'spring' noodles you cooked."

Hearing this, Jiang Yi'er's tight little face 'revealed' a hint of a smile, and nodded vigorously, "Mmmm, I'll cook it now." She trotted to the kitchen, and luckily she bought noodles when she went out grocery shopping.

After a while, Jiang Yi'er came out with a big bowl of fragrant noodles, and she was hungry when she smelled it, looking at a big bowl of slightly exaggerated noodles, crying and laughing.

"Yi'er, how can I finish such a big bowl?" This, although he likes to eat Yi'er's boiled yang 'spring' noodles, he doesn't need to cook so much, right?

I saw Jiang Yi'er smile embarrassedly, 'touching' and 'touching' her stomach and whispering: "I, I didn't eat enough at noon...... As a result, I heard unintentional laughter, and her little face was slightly embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, don't laugh at you, let's eat together." Wuxin grabbed a chopstick and brought it to her mouth, seeing her staring at him with wide eyes in a daze, she felt funny, "Don't you eat it?" ”

Jiang Yi'er blushed shyly, and hesitated, "Then that, I can come by myself......" But seeing the unintentional stubbornness, she obeyed at once, and obediently opened her mouth to take the noodles into her mouth.

Wuxin smiled with satisfaction, seeing that Jiang Yi'er was really shy, he stopped teasing her, took her a pair of clean chopsticks, and after eating noodles, Wuxin and Jiang Yi'er simply packed their luggage, and then set off to Nanling. q