Chapter Eighty-Six: The Past

In the blink of an eye, it was Xiu Mu in a few days, and Cheng Xuan drove Shen Jinyu to the Jin Palace's mansion in a carriage early in the morning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Merlin is still in full bloom.

For the first time, Shen Jinyu saw the general outline of this hot Jin King's Xinxiu Mansion.

The courtyard occupies a huge area in Beijing, except for the decoration of the rockery pavilion on the shore of the pond by the water, there are very few buildings in the whole house.

Like other royal palaces, there were few people at first, and slowly, after the wives and concubines were in groups, and the children and grandchildren prospered, the number of residential buildings gradually increased.

The style of the newly renovated hot spring courtyard near Meilin is very different from Cheng Xuan's residence in the past, extremely luxurious, not to mention the carved beams and paintings, when you walk into the courtyard, you don't need to enter the room, and it is enough to wear a single dress warmly.

The earth dragon and the fire sandwich the wall, this cost, even if Linglong has seen the luxury of Sangtian for so many years, he can't help but mutter: "Where is this winter, this is burning silver tickets to burn so warm." ”

Shen Jinyu turned around but laughed and said, "No wonder I watched Yu Heng pack up so many thin clothes just now, you go and change your clothes first, and then go and relax yourself." I don't need anyone here. ”

This environment is too hot for others, but for Shen Jinyu, taking off the cloak is just right.

She doesn't care whether she is extravagant or not, she chooses the promenade next to the hot spring to enjoy the rare sun, and she will sweat slightly, which is the most comfortable state for her in winter as a person with cold disease.

The hot spring next to it is steaming and a little damp, so it is no longer so dry.

When he was closing his eyes and recuperating, touching the jade pendant of Cui's that he had been wearing on his neck recently, and deducing in his heart when Concubine Cui would recruit her again, he heard Linglong call out, "Miss." ”

Her face was full of desire to speak, and Shen Jinyu couldn't help asking, "Are you trying to tell me your decision?" ”

Linglong knelt down, kowtowed three times steadily, and said, "Miss Shen, I thought about it before I came here, and I won't go back." Su Qing her, she can endure it, I ......"

Shen Jinyu patted the empty space of the corridor beside her, motioned for her to sit up and said: "Whether you can survive it or not, each has its own way of living, you think about your own business, and there is no chance to regret it in the future." ”

Linglong sat down beside her, lowered her head, tears finally fell, and while wiping a handkerchief, she sobbed and said, "I think about it, I won't regret it." I will do my best to follow the girl like Yuheng for the rest of my life. ”

Shen Jinyu touched Linglong's hair lovingly, and she remembered the heart-wrenching words that Biyu had said to her.

"If Shen Huaijin has a good future, you can still be better, if he is not promising, he will become a family in the future, the housewife of the family is a little more powerful, where can you still stand?"

Not to mention that this is true to her, it is also applicable to Linglong.

Jasper was right, from her point of view, she did her best to think about her and be good to her.

When Cheng Xuan walked in from outside and saw Linglong, a slightly embarrassed look flashed on his face, and then he smiled again: "Arnold, you have taken away all the intimate people in Sangtian." ”

Linglong hurriedly got up and gave a blessing.

Shen Jinyu waved her hand to Linglong: "You went to have a fun meeting before you came out of Sang Gongzi, I'm afraid you are still a little uncomfortable." ”

Linglong glanced at Cheng Xuan and said in a low voice: "I still have to have someone to serve." ”

Shen Jinyu leaned her head on the pillar, closed her eyes, and did not speak again.

Linglong saluted and obediently withdrew.

Cheng Xuan sat next to Shen Jinyu, looked at Shen Jinyu as if he had fallen asleep, and closed his eyes quietly.

However, this tranquility was not too long, after a stick of incense, the guard hurriedly brought a wax pill, and after Cheng Xuan opened it, he became a little uneasy.

As if sensing his uneasiness, Shen Jinyu asked, "Is there anything bad?" You haven't been so depressed for a long time since the new emperor ascended the throne. ”

Cheng Xuan looked at Shen Jinyu, who was still with her eyes closed, and vaguely heard the concern in her tone, so he took the opportunity to lie on her lap.

He was dressed very thinly, his shirt was close to his strong chest muscles, revealing a good-looking shape, Shen Jinyu looked down at his waist, and the dagger he usually used faintly popped out of the handle.

Shen Jinyu stretched out his hand and pulled it out, this dagger looked unpretentious, as thin as a cicada's wings, and glowed with a cold light that cut gold and jade.

put its blade on Cheng Xuan's neck, and before it could exert its strength, traces of blood had already oozed out.

Blood, it's really amazing, such a little bit of blood smell that seems to be absent spreads into the air, breaks into the nose, and rushes straight to the brain, and the evil in the heart is magnified at once.

Cheng Xuan felt the chill on his neck, a slight pain, and even the faint murderous intent on Shen Jinyu's body, he was still lying motionless, not even breathing.

With this knife, all hatred can be over......

Suddenly, there was some ghostly impulse, Shen Jinyu broke out in a cold sweat, raised his hand, and threw the dagger to the ground as if he had been stung by something.

The sound of the metal Kuang dang landing was a little harsh, Cheng Xuan got up and picked up the dagger, reinserted it into his waist and said with a smile: "This dagger has followed me from birth to death for many years, and it has been dyed with too much blood, it's wonderful, the demon in my heart came out so easily." ”

He stood in front of Shen Jinyu, half-squatting at the same height as hers, stretched out his right hand and touched her face and asked seriously, "You don't hate me anymore?" Isn't that right, stop hating me, okay? Even if you hate me, in this life, you don't want to get rid of me. ”

The sun shone on her face through the mottled shadows of the trees, as pale and flawless as usual, gentle eyes, looking at him calmly, a corner of Cheng Xuan's heart collapsed, and the strong shell was shattered in front of her eyes, like a child, unable to bear any grievances, lying on her shoulder and crying.

The feeling of helplessness that he had felt once came to his heart little by little, and he thought that this feeling had been very far away from him for a long time.

He thought that he could protect the people he wanted to protect by relying on his own swords, guns, and rounds, but it also failed.

Xu Zhong's death, he was not surprised, it was originally a road to death, but it was only a matter of time.

He and Cheng Xuan can only live one, the choice is different, from the day of the choice, all the endings are already doomed.

The last thing Cheng Xuan could do for Xu Zhong was to abide by the last wishes entrusted to him by Xu Zhong and Gu Mingzhu, and bury the two of them quietly together in Mashou.

In this life, they are not free enough.

Probably use all the good luck to meet each other, so if there is a reincarnation in the next life, they should stay away from everything in the capital, don't have so many ties and worries, they can meet in the border places, and then be the purest couple in a lifetime.