Chapter 90: The Time of Parting
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Chapter 90: On the occasion of parting
The plate was seriously injured, and when Hua Lang entered the house, he smelled the smell of blood that still permeated the house and could not be dissipated for a while. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
He almost weighed a thousand pounds under his feet, and walked to the side of the bed step by step, too quiet, and suddenly a little frightened.
Afraid to see such a quiet plate.
He walked slowly to the bed, there were still some blood stains on the ground, but it was clear that he rushed to hear the news, and when he was waiting outside, those people were pouring out a basin of blood and water, and Rao was like that, and they didn't clean it up.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. The eyes of the people on the bed were closed, their faces were as white as rice paper, and even their lips were no different from snow. A person who is usually so bright is now completely different.
seemed to notice that someone was standing beside him, the plate slowly opened his eyes, and saw that it was Hua Lang, and smiled, "You are so quiet, you are not the second son of the Hua family I know." β
The voice was as weak as cotton wool, and there was no man's heartiness. Hua Lang's heart tightened, and he sat on the edge of the bed and said seriously, "Don't speak." β
The plate sneered, "I don't speak, so what are you doing lately, watching me sleep?" β
Hua Lang was silent for a moment, and then said, "When you can leave, we will leave here, it is not safe here after all, and those imperial eagle dogs will come to the door sooner or later." β
"Hmm." The plate felt slightly tired, closed his eyes, and reluctantly opened them, looking at him sideways, "Every year in winter, it is the time when the imperial court recruits new soldiers, are you going to go this year?" β
Hua Lang didn't know why he suddenly asked this, thinking that he couldn't want to go, and with the current situation in the imperial court, it was impossible for him to go, "Go." I just hate not going sooner. β
"Why?"
"If you go earlier and make some military achievements, maybe ...... It won't be as helpful as it is now
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The plate was slightly stunned, and smiled suddenly, which made his heart hurt, but he still laughed, "You think it's so easy to make military merits, even if you went five years ago, you can't be a general today." If you can't be a general with military power, you can't protect Pan Xiang's grandson at all. So don't blame yourself. β
"Nope." Hua Lang twisted his eyebrows, "At least that's more than half a hope, maybe I can go and ask the general, that's also a chance to save you." And now, I can't do anything! β
The plate couldn't laugh anymore, she looked at him with a serious look, and regretted one thing - even if he didn't sleep, she should have picked off his clothes to see.
This is a different ...... I don't know how long it will take to pick off his clothes, look at his ribcage, see if he has muscles in his abdomen, and look at ......
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and glanced down at him. Pity...... She suddenly sighed, but it's a pity!
As soon as he sighed, Hua Lang felt nervous, "What's wrong?" Only then did he notice that the quilt he covered was too thick, his brows were twisted again, and he reached out to take the quilt off, "On such a hot day, you are injured again, and the heavy quilt has to crush the wound." β
She suddenly came back to her senses and glared, "Don't open it, I'm cold." β
She was now wearing only a thin garment, and if he lifted it, he would be seen by him.
Hua Lang was stabbed by her eyes, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and smiled after thinking about it, "Your housekeeper also said that you won't survive today, but I see that you are in good spirits, I think you can still carry a big worm back tomorrow, just ......"
His voice was stunned, and even the plate felt strange, "What's wrong?" β
"Nothing." Hua Lang's expression was gloomy, just because he remembered one word - back to the light.
He remembered that when his great-grandmother died, she had been ill for a long time, and one day she suddenly got up and talked to her juniors for an afternoon. When he was still young, he thought that his great-grandmother's condition was improving, but who would have thought that when he woke up, he smelled that she had passed away. At that time, he remembered the word from the mouth of his elders, and returned to the light.
The housekeeper of the Pan family has always been steady, how could he say such a thing.
Seeing that he was inexplicably sad, Fang Cai's spirit was completely gone, and he was a little angry, "Hey." β
The first person she wanted to see after she woke up from a coma was him, and the last person she wanted to see was him, but he actually thought about things by himself and left her behind, the second son of the Hua family who had no conscience!
She was annoyed when a hand suddenly reached out from under the futon and touched her thigh. If she hadn't had the strength, she would have had to jump up at this time. She stiffened, her hand seemed to know that it was touching the wrong place, and when she touched it up, her whole body tensed, and her eyes widened, "What are you doing?" β
Hua Lang paused, "Don't get me wrong, I don't like men." β
ββ¦β¦ Then you still touch me. β
"I'm looking for your hand."
The plate was afraid that he would touch it indiscriminately, so he didn't have time to scold him, so he could only reach out from under the bedding.
Hua Lang grabbed his hand and pressed his palm with his thumb. The plate was angry and funny, "What is this for?" β
The old man said that if the ten fingers are connected to the heart, especially the palm, if you hold this, the soul will not be hooked away by black and white impermanence
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The "......" plate was speechless, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he refused to let it, with a solemn face, as if he took it seriously. He gradually relaxed, and the hand he held only felt cold, perhaps because he had hidden under the futon for too long, "If I die, you are not allowed to come and burn incense for me." β
"Why?"
"I don't like the smell of incense candles."
Hua Lang nodded, unsurprisingly accepting his explanation. Wasn't the plate always a weirdo, he was used to it.
"And." The plate said, "You are not allowed to marry for seven years." β
Hua Lang blinked, and the topic became too strange, "Why?" β
Pan pouted, "Because if you want to become a general with military power, you can't do it without ten years." But if you have a very smart staff member by your side, seven years, you can do it. β
-- When he becomes a general, whoever he marries will be able to protect him.
She could have gone away and lived her life safely. But she liked him, but it wasn't enough.
If only he liked her, too.
But if he married someone else before he became a general, she would have to vomit to death. Maybe I will tie up the bride and throw it on the moon to feed the rabbits.
So she wanted to selfishly make a seven-year covenant.
Hua Lang was puzzled, and vaguely guessed whether it was because he didn't want to be distracted by his children's feelings and delayed the matter of entering the barracks to make military merits. Now he just wanted the plate to live safely and not have an accident, and immediately said, "I promise you." β
The plate finally smiled again, and he was in a good mood and stopped scolding him.
She was already tired, and after talking for so long, she was even more tired. Some couldn't open their eyes to look at him, and from the gap in their eyes, it became more and more blurry, "You wait for me to ......"
Hua Lang didn't know what he said, so he leaned close to his ears to listen. But the plate was silent, and he was so frightened that he looked up to probe his nose. There was a slight snort on his fingers, which was reassuring.
The plate slowly opened his eyes again, "It seems that the time has come, I have to drink medicine, you can help me boil medicine." β
Hua Lang looked in the direction of his finger, and there were four or five packets of medicine piled up on the stool. He took a pack and said, "I'll go there and you can sleep for a while." β
When he got up, he looked at him again, and the plate was lying there quietly covered with a thick quilt, his messy hair was uncombed and slightly messy, spread out on the pillow, and his face was pale, as if it were ...... It seems to have the beauty of the sick and weak Xizi.
As soon as the thought came to mind, Hua Lang almost scolded himself to death in his heart, he didn't boil the medicine at this time, but he thought about this, isn't this an insult to his friend?!
Feeling guilty, he hurried out of the house and went outside.
When the door closed, the plate moved his ears, and he didn't open his eyes, but pursed his lips lightly and said, "Idiot." β
Hua Lang walked out of the door, and there were sporadic guards standing outside the door and in the courtyard, although everyone was standing upright, but their expressions were tired.
He walked briskly to the temple kitchen, ready to borrow a stove to boil medicine.
When he was gone, Hanazu came out from behind the pillar. I wanted to enter the room with plates, but I was stopped by the housekeeper and said politely, "The little master doesn't want to see you."
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"Then you tell her that I want to see her."
The posture of the housekeeper stopping her has not changed, Hua Ling frowned, but the second brother just left, the plate must not be asleep, and now that she is talking outside, the plate will definitely be heard. It's just that the housekeeper stopped her and she didn't squeak, it seems that she really doesn't want to see her.
For some reason, Hua Ling always had a hunch...... After today, the plate will "disappear" from the world.
She's probably the only outsider who knows she's going to use the golden cicada to get out of her shell.
She figured that the housekeepers and the guards might not know about it, or she might have died, literallyβto prevent her from leaking the news.
So it's best not to see her now.
It's a pity......
Hua Ling always clenched her fists, and there was a pair of earrings in her clenched palms, which she wore today, and she wanted to give them to the plate......
But the plate refused to see her, perhaps because there were many mistakes, afraid that the wall would have ears, and that she would also worry about her life.
"Little Flower."
Hua Ling came back to her senses and looked behind, Shen Laibao took a few steps and quickly stepped forward, and when she arrived, she looked her up and down, and saw that her face, neck and hands were all drugged, and she felt a little relieved, "Did you just come out of the plate room?" β
"She won't let me in." Hua Ling was helpless, seeing that he also wanted to go over, she took his hand, "She should be asleep." β
"Asleep?" Shen Laibao said, "The housekeeper ...... just now"
He was still about to go in, but the housekeeper stopped him and said with a straight face, "The little master doesn't want to see you." β
Hua Ling said helplessly, "He is determined not to let us in, just wait outside." β
Shen Laibao thought that the plate was really going to die, so he sat in the courtyard for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the monk in the temple had given himself medicine. He didn't even know if it hurt when he took the medicine.
The plate full of my head, the plan full of my head, after thinking about it for a long time, my thoughts have begun to become clear.
Sitting still like this is definitely not a way to live, but he has a way, maybe he can save the plate's life.
"I have to see the plate."
The housekeeper still kept a straight face, but he didn't let it.
Shen Laibao saw that he would not let him go, so he stepped inside. The butler raised his hand to stop him, and he grabbed him a little and pushed him away.
Seeing this, the guard jumped over and drew his sword to stop him.
There was a sigh inside, "Let them in." β
The voice was so tired and weak that even listening to the plate felt like he was dying. Maybe it's because she has used all her spiritual energy in Fang Cai, and the only person she wants to see now is Hua Lang.
So much so that when I saw Shen Laibao and Hua Ling coming in, they were still side by side, and they were almost rubbing their arms, which was extremely unhappy.
She's never been such a little bird and walks with the person she likes!
She snorted, "What? β
......: "If he hadn't been injured, Shen Laibao would have beaten him."
γ He moved the stool for Hua Ling to sit down, and then sat down himself.
The plate was struck, and he snorted, "What the hell are you doing!" β
Shen Laibao and Hua Ling heard that he was quite imposing, where he looked like a person who was going to die, they vaguely felt happy, but they were afraid that it would be a return to the light, and they didn't dare to show it too obviously.
"I want to meet you. Also," Shen Laibao had no time to talk nonsense, went straight to the point, and bowed his head, "I have thought of a way that may allow you to avoid the pursuit of the imperial court." β
Hua Ling couldn't hear clearly, so she also leaned her ears to the plate, and her long hair fell and threw it on the neck of the plate, itching her to death. Almost as soon as she felt the itch, a hand came in from under the futon.
Her face was suddenly covered with black lines.
Why do both men and women touch her!
For the sake of the girl, the plate doesn't matter. After a while, she looked for her hand and stopped touching it, it turned out to be another hand-seeker.
Oh...... She understood, after all, she was a member of the Hua family, and she was going to crush her soul.
I thought I was breaking through the plate, but I felt that something was stuffed in my palm, and I held it gently, it was a little prickly, and there were edges and corners, and I didn't know what it was.
Shen Laibao finished speaking in a low voice, and suddenly he saw Hua Ling's hand half exposed outside the quilt, that is...... Did she put her hand in the quilt on the plate? Looking at the length of her hand and the place where she moved, he almost thought he was blind.
His little flower's hand was placed on the belly of the plate!
After Hua Ling handed over the things to the plate, she was about to retract her hand unconsciously, but she felt that the eyes of others were burning, and when she turned her head, she saw Shen Laibao staring at her.
She blinked, "The pulse is shallow and weak, weak!" β
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He really wants to turn a little flower back to modern times and send her to be an Oscar bell!
He shook his head and believed her, just because he didn't believe it, Xiaohua would touch other men casually.
The plate didn't explain, oops, this kind of thing is really one less time to watch, and she can't bear it. She should only be reluctant to Hua Lang, how can she even worry about their affairs.
Her eyes were slightly dark, but she still smiled, "Shen Laibao, what did you just say, can you save me?" Tell me what the method is. β
Shen Laibao frowned, remembering that Pan Yan arranged the plate in Mingzhou many years ago, at that time he felt that Pan Yan must have found a way back for the plate, but now it seems that the plate was forced to almost die, so Pan Yan didn't arrange anything for him.
It was precisely because of this incident that he thought of this method.
"The golden cicada sheds its shell."
After a meal, Hua Ling almost choked, and winked at her to show that she didn't leak half a word.
Shen Laibao's expression was solemn, "Find the body of a young man who is about the same size as you, of course, you have to dig a grave, and you can't kill people." Then put it here, burn a fire, and you live a different life from now on. If you go to a place deep in the mountains and old forests, no one should know. By the way, I know a temple is very remote, would you like to introduce you to it? β
The plate twitched, a little speechless. Hualing was also silent, now I really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it, Brother Laibao, why are you so smart?!