Chapter 103: The Fallen Empty Dream and Love Marching Tent
She clenched her fists tightly and frowned: "I never lie to others, let alone myself, Sister Yanlin, I have to live, and I also want the people around me to live and live well." www.biquge.info Since the death of my sister, even if I don't want to admit the taste of falling under the people, I have to say, I'm not used to it, I always thought that I was not the worldly utilitarian person, but in the end I knew that people go to high places, water flows to low places, so many people are scrambling to squeeze into the dragon bed for a reason, I am a layman who eats grains, I have to keep the honor of my Niu Co Lu family, I am nineteen years old, how many adult men in the capital who have not married their wives are counting on their fingers? I'm tired and tired, and now, the emperor treats me very well, and I treat him wholeheartedly, which is probably the best ending for me. ”
Fucha Yanlin drank all the cold tea in the cup: "Everyone has their own ambitions, since you have chosen, I have nothing to say, you just chose a path that looks easy to walk on the surface." As he spoke, he put the silk cloth back in his sleeve and said, "If you don't want it, I will ask someone to serve it to the Lord." ”
Rong Yue felt the coldness between her words, raised her eyes and asked, "Are we still good sisters?" ”
Fucha Yanlin looked at her sincere and sad face, and said after a while: "You are a noble person now, how can we still be sisters." You can afford me, it's an old acquaintance. She sighed and said: "The last thing I want to advise you is that no one in this world is as important as yourself, if you don't value yourself first, he will think you are cheap." Don't give your heart to someone, especially if that person is on top. ”
Rong Yue sighed leisurely, now that she has experienced the world, she knows that those simple and beautiful things will leave her little by little, and the innocence of her original fantasy is just a bubble that bursts under the sun.
Seeing that Rong Yue had been sitting with her knees hugged since Fucha Yanlin left, she stepped forward and asked softly, "What's wrong with Gege?" But there was a quarrel with Mrs. Shumulu? ”
Rong Yue shook her head, looking at the blue and white chibi landscape flowers on the high chair and was silent, she just hadn't thought of Chang Ning for a long time, no matter what, forget about each other, each of them is fine, that is, if you think about it more, how to be worthy of the emperor's pity for herself.
She picked up the purse on the kang table and quietly stuck it on her chest, the raised embroidery on her fingertips, but there was a faint hint of warmth, as long as there was an emperor.
The rain in the south is drenched, and Chenlong Pass is surrounded by mountains, except for the noon period when the sun can be seen, most of the time it seems to be in the clouds.
Although the army forcibly requisitioned people's houses to do their work, the hanging corner bamboo building was also very short and dark, which was indeed miserable for the northerners.
Zhang Dasheng watched Sun Xu meticulously change the medicine for the prince, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.
After Sun Xu's intercession arrangement, he was able to return to Chang Ning's side to escort him, and now seeing that the prince's illness dragged on and could not wake up, he became more and more anxious in his heart, and only asked again and again: "What's wrong?" Is it energy effective? ”
Sun Xu glanced at him, he thought it was an elixir, and only said: "This medicine was given by the Miao witch doctor, I tried the medicine with a carrier pigeon, and it is indeed useful." ”
Zhang Dasheng sighed and asked again: "Then when will the prince wake up?" ”
Sun Xu's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and he shook his head helplessly, turned around and said, "Let's retreat and let the prince sleep well for a while." ”
Zhang Dasheng was only not at ease, but he was pulled out by Sun Xu, and listened to him say: "You have only been in the military prison, and your clothes are already dirty, if it pollutes the wound of the prince, it will be even worse, go wash and change your clothes quickly." ”
Zhang Dasheng thought about it and made some sense, so he only shouted while walking: "Don't pull, I'll go by myself." ”
The thick felt curtain fell, and the tent was quiet.
In the middle of the night, a delicate girl opened the curtain and came in, she put down the small tray containing the decoction in her hand, walked to the bedside, raised her hand and tried the patient's forehead on the bed, it was still very hot.
She sat down on the edge of the bed with her skirt tucked away, sighed softly, and called softly: "Lord Wang." ”
Chang Ning seemed to hear the woman's call, opened her eyes with difficulty, and when she saw the familiar face in front of her, she couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, as if she was afraid that she would run away, and said excitedly: "Yue'er, it's you who came to see me, Yue'er." ”
He couldn't keep himself in tears, only repeatedly calling out the name hidden in his heart.
Rong Yue frowned with a hint of complaint on her face: "If you have me in your heart, why don't you come to see me for a long time, it's been two years, and there is no one, so I have been waiting hard and suffering." ”
Chang Ning hurriedly said: "It's not that I don't want to see you...... Rather," his resolute face showed a trace of pain and struggle: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you will see my powerless appearance, I don't want you to ask me to do anything, but I can only refuse coldly, I am afraid of seeing the disappointment in your eyes." I'm just afraid...... I'm afraid you're going to leave me. ”
He hugged the person tightly to his chest and said: "Yue'er, you believe me, in two or three months, I will go back, I have military merits now, I can openly ask the emperor's grandmother to give me your marriage." ”
Rong Yue only sneered, her beautiful eyes were tactful, and she squinted at him and said, "Are you serious, you care about me so much?" ”
Chang Ning swore and replied: "Of course." ”
Rong Yue smiled at Bai Mei Pingsheng: "Then are you willing to die for me?" ”
He couldn't take his eyes off it, and could only answer the voice in his heart: "I am willing to die for you." ”
Rong Yue smiled, like the charm of Guerlain in the hollow valley, he leaned over and hugged the person tightly in his arms.
The person in his arms did not resist, he rejoiced in his heart, put the person on the bed like a rare treasure, kissed her forehead, the bridge of her nose, and her soft lips, all the way down, he could finally get the love of his heart.
But I only heard a thunderclap in the sky, a crackle of lightning tearing through the dream, and a voice seemed to come from outside the sky, "Wake up quickly!" ”
He only felt that the world had changed sharply, the scene was moving rapidly, he was so fast that he frowned, his eyes were dazzled, and he suddenly plunged into a breath of clammy and cold air, and exclaimed.
"Lord Wang! Mr. Sun, the prince is awake! Zhang Dasheng said in surprise.
Sun Xu also brought the medicine bowl over and said, "It's good for the prince to wake up, just wake up." ”
Chang Ning felt a faint pain under his left ribs, but he only asked, "What about Yue'er." ”
Sun Xu was confused, but Zhang Dasheng understood what was going on, and only replied: "There have always been only two people in this account, me and Mr. Sun." ”
At this time, I saw Le Erjin's personal soldiers lift the curtain and come in and said: "Ermei Immortal Master said that he has already taken back the soul of the master from the hands of the heart demon, and this person should wake up, tell me to come and see, and then go back to restore my life." ”
Sun Xu and the others were also quite surprised, and only stepped forward to say two words of greeting and sent people away.
Chang Ning realized that it was just an empty dream. He suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly touched his chest, which tugged at the wound, and couldn't help but gasp.
Zhang Dasheng hurriedly said: "Don't worry, don't worry, you have to look at that thing every day, how dare I discard it." As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of paper from under his pillow.
The handwriting had been touched for a long time, and it was a little blurry. The edges are stained with blood, just like the mandala flowers that bloom to the top.
"If you have to become more than your eyes, why die, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal."
What is his Yue'er doing now? (To be continued.) )