9. Throbbing
JINJIANG009 Yanbo is uncertain
The force was neither light nor heavy, rubbing the softness of her palm without slowness. He suddenly pulled his hand and stretched out to her face, a pair of clouds and geese were so vivid that they seemed to be about to spread their wings from the broad cuffs, with the warmth of the spring sun, his slender fingers pointed up her jaw, touched the scar on her neck, stroked her bloodless dry lips, gently brushed her messy hair behind Xiu's ears, and pressed his thumb there, carefully lifting her side face, his face gradually approaching her
The frightened horses in the stable trampled on the hooves of the horses, shook their manes and roared and ran, and in the chaos and noise, they could still hear the heartbeats intertwined with each other very clearly. Just like that year: the twilight rain played the newborn small lotus money, one person held his hand, one person held the pen, the abdomen and back were close to each other, the warm temperature was handed to each other, Huizhou 800 miles of fast horse new rice paper wrote the beautiful 'Yuan' word, the person holding the pen inadvertently turned his head, caught off guard, wiped the temperature on the lips of the person behind him, and the twilight rain entered the pool like a drum. Outside Xiaoxuan, a pomegranate tree dripping with newly inherited rainwater, like a girl's cheeks about to burn
About to touch that soft moment, she glanced at him, twisted his neck and turned his face to the side, he stopped, rolled his Adam's apple, exhaled softly, and rushed to her with enthusiasm, but he inexplicably said in her ear: "If I forced your father to death, wouldn't you hate me for the rest of your life." That palace turmoil, before your father died, I was also there, even though I hated him, but because of you, I didn't want to watch him die, so I gave him a way to live, but he didn't choose"
When Zheng Yuan heard this, she suddenly jumped up, grabbed his clothes, glared at him and yelled, "What can you give him a way to live?" My father still worships loyalty, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, how can he break his integrity and survive? β
"It seems that you don't know what kind of man your father really is, and he didn't die for loyalty," he said confidently, breaking her hand and saying firmly, "He chose to die because he was ashamed in his heart!" After that, he reached out to her leg and picked her up horizontally, let her toss and kick indiscriminately, and thundered Wan Jun and didn't let go
Looking at the two people coming out of the stable, Menghua pressed the corners of his lips, and his right hand unconsciously touched the short dagger he carried on his waist and abdomen. Li Yiming took two steps forward and scolded him side by side: "You are just like him, stupid!" That woman shouldn't be saved, she shouldn't live, but it's not your turn to kill! β
Menghua didn't look at Li Yiming, and stared at the double who came out of the stable without squinting, and his five fingers couldn't help but clench the white mark.
Qu Boyao carried her to the couch, lit the sleeping hole, let her sleep quietly, found the medicine box to open, and skillfully treated the wound on her neck for her, he grew up in the army, and it was natural to deal with ordinary wounds, after bandaging, he stood up, tucked the quilt for Zheng Yuan, stopped and looked back when he pushed the door, and looked at the looming woman's face through the gauze tent, and left for a long time.
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In the evening, the snow was still unabated, and when Wei Yun found Menghua, she was dancing under the plum, and the broken branches on the ground were piled up, red and messy, and messy. Wei Yun knew that she was angry again, so she approached and shouted, "Menghua."
Menghua heard it, and with a spin of his sword, a silver light slashed towards Wei Yun as quickly as lightning. Wei Yun dodged in a hurry, shouting while dodging: "Menghua, calm down!" Menghua jumped forward like a gray harrier, and threw his sword away when he saw Wei Yun.
Wei Yun didn't know kung fu, he was already tired and panting, and he was holding on to the plum branch on his chest to gasp, only to gasp twice, but he saw a lightning gallop above his head, and he couldn't avoid it, so he could only close his eyes in horror.
With a loud bang, the sharp sword swept the plum branch that Wei Yun was holding to the ground. There was a numbness between Wei Yun's five fingers, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Menghua put away the sword and smiled at her.
Wei Yun took two steps forward angrily and scolded loudly: "Menghua, have you made enough trouble?" β
Clinker Menghua's eyes dimmed, and another longitudinal whirlwind body, like a torrent bravely, swung his sword at her. Wei Yun's three souls have gone to two souls, and he suddenly saw a whirlpool of sword flowers in front of him, broken branches and fallen plums fell from the top of his head, and a piece was inserted in the snow. Wei Yun turned around and saw that the two red plums had become bald trees.
Before the frightened Wei Yun could reprimand Menghua, Menghua stepped forward again with a smile and wiped it with his fingers against the blade of the sword, and asked her in a relaxed tone: "Sister, what do you think of my trick?" β
Wei Yun was speechless, and only glared at her angrily.
Menghua put the sword into the sheath, "The sword style I just created, I thought about it, and it was called 'Broken Snow and Plum'." β
Looking down at the messy plum blossoms under her feet, Wei Yunbai scolded her: "Who doesn't know that you are throwing anger at Xiangye's plum blossoms?" It's been two decades soon, and she's still like a wild girl who hasn't grown up! β
Menghua pursed his mouth unhappily, "Who made him like plum blossoms!" "As soon as the words fell, there was a pain in my forehead." Alas? Sister, why are you beating me? β
"What's wrong with hitting you?" Wei Yun counted her down and said, "You insist on going against the orders of the prime minister to kill Mrs. Zheng today, and you don't listen to my advice, shouldn't you be beaten?" β
Menghua glanced at Wei Yun and swept his gaze away.
Seeing that she had no intention of repenting, Wei Yun shook her head: "It's okay now, if Xiangye wants to punish you for a while, I won't be able to help you with anything." β
"What? Punish me? Menghua hurriedly stepped forward, "Sister, you make it clear." β
Wei Yun ignored it, turned around, and urged her as she walked: "Let's go, Xiangye wants to see you." β
Menghua hesitated on the spot, his heart was uneasy in his cavity, and after thinking about it, he decided to keep up with Wei Yun.
Although it has been nearly ten years, Menghua is still a child's heart. She is not bad-minded, but she is very difficult, she has always done her own thing, and she is not afraid of heaven and earth. Once she decides that what she has done is right, it is very difficult for others to change her opinion. In addition, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is not afraid of being bullied if he knows some kung fu, and when he is angry, he is even more reckless, and it is possible to kill people and drink blood. Thinking of this, Wei Yun couldn't help but worry about her, if it was the day to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future, I don't know who would dare to ask her, if anyone provoked her, she would be able to kill the whole family in a fit of anger. In the whole world, it is not the Ninety-Five Supreme who can cure her, but Qu Boyao.
After getting along with her for a few years, Wei Yun naturally knows Menghua very well, so she won't bother with her every time. Wei Yun didn't forget to tell her while walking: "Stay for a while to see Xiangye, but you have to admit your mistake to Xiangye, what Xiangye reprimands you, just listen, don't be rude to him." β
Menghua was very reluctant to hear this, put on an ugly face, and stubbornly raised his chin: "I'm not wrong, I'm just for his good." β
Wei Yun poked her forehead fiercely: "Xiangye said that you are wrong, you are wrong, where do you have so many words?" After poking it, he said bitterly: "Menghua, I advise you to change this impulsive temperament, if you insist on doing this in the future, you will have good fruits to eat, and you should not target Zheng Niangzi so much." Wei Yun stopped, looked at her seriously, and said: "You need to understand, you and I are just two lives that Xiang Ye picked up in the past, and it is impossible to be as good as Zheng Niangzi in Xiang Ye's heart in this life, and now, you have to have a self-knowledge." β
Half a point? Impossible, in this life? Menghua slowed down, Zheng Yuan's disgusting expression and weak posture appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but hook his lips and laugh; Fu thought of the man who had carried her out of the stable a few hours earlier, and his eyes were shining, and he fell into a deep reverie.
Wei Yun led Menghua to Qu Boyao's door, shook the snow foam on the cloak, knocked on the door twice, and waited for the people inside to ask loudly, and replied softly: "Xiangye, it was Menghua who came to admit his mistake." β
The man at the head of the room replied, "Come in." β
The door was pushed open: after the curling smoke from the incense burner of the gilded beast earring, the man took off his golden black boots, curled his knees under the glittering, slippery robe without wrinkles, sat on the kang with his back like a straight wall, and his gauze-wrapped hand was holding an ancient book and reading it intently, when he heard the sound of the door, he glanced at Lu Menghua who was standing behind Wei Yun outside the door, and continued to read quietly.
Wei Yun glanced at Menghua, who was still standing outside the door and didn't dare to enter, and Menghua stretched out his feet and slowly stepped in, and when he stepped forward, he cautiously glanced at Qu Boyao. Wei Yun walked to the warm kang, took the teapot, poured a cup of new tea and handed it to Menghua, and then asked him to send it forward.
Menghua hesitated, but still knelt to take it, and knelt down to move to Qu Boyao, trembling and slowly sending the teacup to Qu Boyao's eyes. Qu Boyao didn't take it, but only said lightly: "Put it down, Wei Yun go out." β
Seeing that Wei Yun was retired, Menghua felt even more uneasy in her heart, and her hand holding the teacup trembled a little.
Wei Yun withdrew from the closed door, but she was still not very relieved of Menghua, so she decided to stand outside the door and eavesdrop. After standing quietly for a long time, I finally heard a conversation inside.
But listening to Qu Boyao asked Menghua: "Do you know why you are called?" β
After a while, I heard Menghua answer: "Because I wanted to kill your beloved Zheng Yuan, but I didn't do it, I pierced her throat and made her bleed a little bit, you are distressed, and you want to punish me." Wei Yun couldn't help but clench the handkerchief in his hand. After a long time, when Qu Boyao still couldn't hear him reply, Wei Yun's heart beat faster.
"Why did you have to kill her?"
"Because I don't like her, I want to kill her." Menghua replied without humility or arrogance
"This Menghua!" Wei Yun was so anxious that he almost stomped his foot.
"You have to order to kill, you can't order to kill, if you forget this, then you don't want to be an assassin in the mansion, Benxiang will find you a good person right away-"
"But you almost died because of her, do you want to exchange the lives of everyone in the entire Right Prime Minister's Mansion for her life?"
"If you are not sure, you will not do it, since you dare to enter the palace, you are naturally ninety percent sure, and it is not your turn to worry about the safety of the prime minister."
"Huhβgrasp?" The voice sounded more or less sarcastic, "Your Majesty has sent Xu Lingjian to search for people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, who is Xu Lingjian?" Zheng Yuan was almost found out, wasn't she? β
"Xu Lingjian didn't find it out in the end, even if it did, there is a way to hide it from the world."
There was silence in the room for a while.
Wei Yun peeked through the crack in the door, just to see Menghua's back sinking downward, she unyieldingly raised her neck, shook her head without hesitation, and asked Qu Boyao stubbornly: "If I cut off that Zheng Yuan's head today, what will you do with me?" β
Qu Boyao didn't say a word, slowly lifted his eyelids and looked at Menghua, what was looming in his eyes, was it a murderous opportunity?
Bang β
Wei Yun was so frightened that she opened her mouth and almost screamed, she couldn't stop slapping and pressing her chest, she could see clearly, when he put the book in his hand upside down, something seemed to splash up, and it bounced on Menghua's face, Menghua screamed, lowered his head and covered his face and cried.
Thin pieces of jade rolled down the mirror-smooth ground. The girdle of the inlaid stone multicolored luodian is torn apart, the tea set on the case shifts and trembles, the gilded beast earring incense burner suddenly overturns and falls to the ground, and the incense ash is sprinkled along the hollow furnace wall.
Thinking that it was some kind of sharp hidden weapon, Wei Yun almost didn't push the door and broke in, and a heart hanging in his throat slowly sank. Seeing Qu Boyao get up with his boots on and cross Menghua, Wei Yun hurriedly dodged.
When the sound of the incense burner rolling was silent, the slamming of the door, Menghua tried to raise her head to prevent anything from falling, but the boiling hot current couldn't stop flowing down, and soon wet the placket on her chest, Menghua wiped it twice, leaned down, and picked up the broken jade that rolled down the wrench fingers all over the ground one by one.
Wei Yun, hidden behind the potted cedar, stood still, anxiously waiting for the person who pushed the door to walk by, the footsteps gradually approached, Wei Yun held his breath, at this time, the footsteps turned, more and more clearly transmitted back to his ears. The voice sounded behind the cedars, as low as the thunder roaring in the distant mountains after the rain: "In the future, there are some things that you don't have to let Menghua know." β
"Yes," Wei Yun replied with a worried bow.
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"Hao"
Qu Boyao turned his head and went straight to Shangli Yiming's angry gaze, and he approached him: "Father." β
Li Yiming put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked forward: "You come with me!" β
He walked into a dim tunnel with him, walked a distance, Li Yiming lit the fire fold, the fire reflected his solemn and majestic look, he raised the fire to Qu Boyao and shook it, and scolded angrily: "Kneel!" β
Qu Boyao cast his eyes on the tablet enshrined in front of him, his Adam's apple moved, and he lifted his clothes and knelt down.
"Do you remember?"
"Remember," he replied, his eyes motionless.
"I thought you forgot"
"I won't forget!"
Li Yiming stepped forward and picked up the tablet above, wiped his sleeve, looked at the inscription on it, and asked him: "How did Wang Yu die?" β
His eyes were calm, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Difficultβchildbirthβ"
"The change of Chonghua, your father was killed by random arrows, the people who supported your father and the king were driven out, the traitor ascended to the throne, enjoyed the blessings for a long time, and died as the heir. Your mother Wang Yu is pregnant with Liujia, and she is still humiliated by that traitor, and she escaped after hardships for the sake of the child in her womb, but she didn't want to give birth to such an unscrupulous posthumous child as you! That Zheng Chongshu is also a wolf-hearted dog-lung, ignoring your father's kindness and saving his life, helping to abuse and eating your father. Now, in addition to the crown prince and other princes, you have also won the trust of Gongsun Er, but you have aroused Gongsun Er's suspicion for Zheng Chongshu's daughter, and you almost fell short! Li Yiming put the wiped tablet back in its place, and pointed to the tablet next to him solemnly and told him: "Don't forget that although the blood flowing on your body is dead, the traitor is not stopped, and the traitor will not stop for a day, and it will be difficult to comfort your parents' souls in the sky." β
"Rest assured" His eyes were as red as blood, he clenched his ten fingers, and solemnly kowtowed: "In his day, Hao will govern his body in the way of others."