Yun Yao was quickly taken away by the guards, and everything was within her expectations.

However, to her surprise, King Qin did not send her to prison, but sent her back to Mingyang Palace to live with Zhao Ji. After Zhao Ji experienced the triple blow of mother and son turning against each other, her lover being torn apart, and her parents and children being punished, her spirit was already quite sluggish, and she even collapsed a little. But the palace is surrounded by Qin soldiers, and no one will come here every day except for the mother-in-law who delivers food, so Zhao Ji is so confused, and he doesn't know when he will die.

Yun Yao walked to Zhao Ji's couch and called the Queen Mother softly.

Zhao Ji lay wilted on the couch, her sideburns were scattered, her eyes were dull, and she muttered the names of the two children. The moment she saw Yun Yao, her eyes lit up, but they soon dimmed, and she pulled out an incomparably pale and miserable smile.

"Chu Yao." There was a faint trace of blood on Zhao Ji's pale lips, "How is Lu Xiang?" ”

Yun Yao hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell Zhao Ji the truth: "He is no longer Lu Xiang." A few days ago, he was exiled by the king. ”

Zhao Ji smiled miserably, closed his eyes, and his voice was almost inaudible: "He's already treated you as a dead man?" ”

Yun Yao was stunned, and she didn't know where Zhao Ji started with this.

Zhao Ji muttered, "I'm half a dead man. He sent you back here, and of course you were dead. ”

Before Zhao Ji finished speaking, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside. It was the mother-in-law who brought them food earlier. The mother-in-law put down two sets of crude utensils and retreated.

Yun Yao picked up a bowl of corn and asked softly, "Why don't you use some of the Queen Mother?" ”

Although I don't know what it means to "send you back here, you will naturally be treated as a dead man", but listening to the meaning of Zhao Ji's words, King Qin seems to plan to plan for the two of them to die here and not plan to touch their intentions again.

Does this move count as her right move?

Zhao Ji closed her eyes and shook her head, "I don't have an appetite." It's for your own use. ”

Yun Yao took two steps forward and persuaded: "The Queen Mother still needs to use some, after all, she can't toss her body and bones." "There are only two of them left here, and it seems that King Qin doesn't plan to send a third person over. If Zhao Ji had a good one, she would still be quite scared if she lived alone in the empty, miserable, and half-deserted Mingyang Palace.

Zhao Ji shook her head slightly, and pushed the bowl of corn away a little: "I have no appetite." ”

Yun Yao looked down, this bowl of corn was really a little rough, and it was really difficult for the patient to swallow. She went to the atrium to get some water from the well, made another fire, and boiled a bowl of porridge on rough utensils. Well, it can't be considered porridge at all, it can only be said that it is softer than before, but it looks even more ugly.

She took a spoon and sent the boiled porridge to Zhao Ji's mouth: "The Queen Mother still uses some." ”

Xu was the hot mist that stimulated some appetite, and Zhao Ji swallowed the spoonful of corn porridge. After just one sip, her slightly twisted brows slowly relaxed, and she took a second sip from Yun Yao's hand. As soon as the thing was in her stomach, Zhao Ji felt that her body was warm, and the previous miserable emotions seemed to fade a little. After finishing the porridge, Zhao Ji used some other snacks, and then leaned on the couch and sighed.

Yun Yao finished the other half of the meal in three or two, pushed the empty food box open, and sat down in front of Zhao Ji upright.

Don't get me wrong, before the Tang and Song dynasties, sitting and kneeling were the most common sitting postures.

Zhao Ji exhaled softly, there were still some tears in her eyes, and she choked up slightly: "Chang Yu went, Lu Buwei also went, I was detained in this Lingyang Palace, and I couldn't go anywhere." What else does he want to do? ”

- Of course, he wants to unify the six kingdoms and then become emperor.

Although Yun Yao knew it in her heart, these words could not be spoken.

"And you." Zhao Ji smiled sadly, "You can be regarded as being affected by me." Earlier, I married from the State of Chu to the State of Qin, and followed Mrs. Chu for a while, but I forcibly recruited him to my side. Now, he is detained here with me, and he can't go anywhere. Hmm, why did Zheng'er suddenly remember that he was going to attack you? ”

Zhao Ji suddenly asked, Yun Yao didn't hide it, and told Zhao Ji what had happened in the past few days.

Including King Qin's unwarning let her predict the future, including the results of her "fortune telling", and what she said to King Qin a few days ago.

After Zhao Ji listened, she said softly and said in a low voice, "I see." ”

She didn't evaluate what King Qin did, and she didn't even question whether Yun Yao's actions were right or wrong. Perhaps in Zhao Ji's eyes, Yun Yao is just a witch, and Ying Zheng is the king of Qin. If King Qin wants her to divination, she naturally can't help but divination.

As for whether the result of divination is good or bad, it is naturally not up to Yun Yao, the witch, to decide.

"Chu Yao." Zhao Ji muttered to her and said, "My life is about ruined, and I will never be able to go out from now on in the Mingyang Palace." But you're only sixteen years old, have you figured out what you're going to do in the future? ”

Yun Yao was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, and said softly: "It's just a stealing life." ”

When Zhao Ji heard the words "stealing his life", he suddenly stiffened for a moment, and then laughed self-deprecatingly. "Go ahead." "You don't have to live in the back, just pick a room close to me." From now on, I'm afraid it's just you and me. ”

Yun Yao lowered her head and agreed, and her voice faded.

She walked around the palace twice and picked a room next to Zhao Ji to live in.

This room seems small, and it is evident that it used to be the room where the maid of the night watch used to stay, but now it is cheaper for her. She looked at the empty roof with her arms crossed, and unconsciously remembered the vanished tortoise shell, and slowly closed her eyes.

A wonderful sensation spread from the back of the hand, along the veins in the body, and gradually spread to the ribcage.

She felt her body flutter, she could hear her own heartbeat clearly, and there was a dark night around her, with only the light of the stars moving slowly in the night sky. There was a little faint starlight beside her, which naturally represented Zhao Ji; Around them, there was also a shallow circle of small stars, which was naturally the Qin army around the Mingyang Palace; A little farther away, a large patch of dense stars converged, quiet, soft, and apparently sunk into sleep.

In those faint rays, she "saw" a warm and bright light.

A slight shudder of joy rose in her chest, and she couldn't help but lean closer to him, and a little closer...... At that moment, two blazing rays of light were like the two ends of a magnetic pole, attracting each other to him at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

Not.

Considering that Gao Su was an ordinary person, to be precise, she was dragged to his side.

At a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, her soul body was dragged to Gao Su's side.

Yun Yao opened her eyes and looked down at her hands, translucent, fluttering; She looked at the man in front of her, his eyebrows were straight, his sides were thin, and he had obviously lost a lot of weight. But the moment she opened her eyes, the man suddenly raised his head and looked in her direction in a daze.

She raised her hand in a daze, and greeted him: "Husband." ”

He immediately dropped his pen and came to her in three steps and two steps, a great joy filling his breast. He raised his hand, trying to touch her, but stopped.

"Why are you ......" He wanted to say how you got here, and suddenly felt a little silly.

She tilted her head to look at him, as if to test something, and reached out a finger and poked him lightly in the chest.

The rough texture, which he was wearing, should be coarse linen.

His expression was stunned for a moment, and then a great deal of joy and disbelief swept through his mind, leaving him a little unable to react. She poked him lightly again, and poked him again.

"A-Yao?" He called cautiously, for fear of mistaking his girl.

Yun Yao said vaguely: "Hmm." ”

"Why are you ......" he wanted to ask you what suddenly ran into me, and felt that the question was very undeserved. He took half a step forward and hugged her tightly in his arms, and under the warm and dry palm, it was a very real warm touch, as if it was a real person in front of him.

She let him hold him motionlessly, and Ying Ying smiled: "You didn't think of it, right? ”

He hugged her tightly, and with a dull "hmm", he stopped talking. He really didn't think about why Ah Yao suddenly found him, why Ah Yao came here, why Ah Yao's soul body, which was originally a light mist, but now became warm and soft, could be touched like a real body.

One question after another in his mind, like a magma eruption, almost drowning him.

But now is clearly not a good time to be questioned. There is an inexplicable connection between him and Ah Yao, and as soon as Ah Yao appears, he can feel that it is her. There is no second person in this world who can give him such wonderful feelings, as if he was born with a half-body.

"A-Yao." He sighed slightly, "Do you know how many years I've been waiting. ”

He waited from the day he was born, until the day he met her.

He believed that they would eventually meet, as they had for many years before.

Yun Yao raised her head slightly, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked his eyebrows with her fingertips.

The eyebrows, which are still as black as in the past, have long since receded from the decadence of the past. She remembered that in the early years, he always twisted his eyebrows from time to time, and there seemed to be a faint sadness between his eyebrows, and there was a faint look of anger. But now, he has become more reckless.

is like the most proud teenager in the streets and alleys, flying uninhibited, with a faint heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

He suddenly picked her up, and despite her soft exclamation, he carried her to his desk, wrapped his arms around her, pressed the cloth with one hand, dipped the ink in the other, and wrote on it. He seemed to enjoy the pose, especially when dealing with paperwork.

This habit has been maintained for about three or four lifetimes.

The man behind him let out a dull chuckle, rested his chin on her shoulder, and finished writing the last few strokes on the cloth.

Then he took her in his arms in a relaxed manner, pinched the ends of her hair and rubbed them gently, and said with a low smile: "Where did A-Yao reincarnate in this life?" Hmm, let me guess, could it be in Xianyang City? ”

He looked sideways at her, a smile faintly in his dark eyes.