"Ling'er, get out of here!" Han Ling walked into the room with the wild vegetable soup and handed the office to Miao Qingyang, who was lying silently on the kang and did not reach out to take the food she handed over as usual, just looked at her and said in a deep voice.

Han Ling was stunned for a moment, smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Qingyang, don't worry, this is a remote location, it is not easy to get out, and staying here without someone sent by the imperial court to follow and disturb, rest assured." ”

Miao Qingyang's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but didn't say it after all, he looked at Han Ling with some dementia, and said guiltily: "Ling'er, I made you suffer." ”

"Brother Qingyang, what you said is too obvious, we are a family, how can we suffer, besides, if you didn't save me, would I still be alive today?" Han Ling saw that today's Miao Qingyang was unusual, and he felt a little uneasy, but he gently persuaded him, but he was endlessly guilty in his heart, two years ago, Miao Qingyang rescued himself from the mudslide in order to save himself, but he was buried in the mudslide, and a huge stone hit his legs, resulting in paralysis and bedridden, if it wasn't for saving her, how could he be so miserable, all because of her, every time she thought of this, her heart would be replaced by a strong sense of guilt.

Miao Qingyang five years ago could have left after sending himself here, but he didn't worry about her, so he insisted on guarding her and staying in this inaccessible deep mountain.

Seeing the truth in the place of tribulation, Uncle Miao's family only has Miao Qingyang's single seedling, but now Miao Qingyang's good time has been spent with her, and he has consumed the best youth in his life, and what makes her even more guilty is his legs, how can Miao Qingyang, who is twenty-eight years old at this time, still marry a wife and have children, and how can he support a family, all of this is caused by her, as long as she thinks of this, Han Ling will be full of guilt and feel guilty.

In this life and this life, no matter what, she can't abandon him, she wants to accompany him, give him a complete home, and take care of him for the rest of his life.

So she gave Shui'er the surname Miao and called him Daddy.

"Brother Qingyang, take good care of your injuries, when you can leave, let's find another place with beautiful mountains and rivers, get married and have children until we are old, when we are old, our children and grandchildren are full, and we live quietly, how happy it should be!" Han Ling's big eyes showed a rare smile, his face flushed slightly, and he whispered to Miao Qingyang.

Miao Qingyang was stunned, in this life, what he wanted to hear most was like this, he dreamed that Han Ling could marry him, male farmer and female weaver, give birth to a bunch of babies, and live a life like a fairy, this was his unattainable dream, but he didn't expect that Han Ling would take the initiative to say it at this time, and he said it so resolutely, his eyes were moist!

Over the past two years, Hanling has taken care of him meticulously, caring for him like a wife, cherishing him, when he was first injured, he was emotional and sad, she guarded him every day, told him jokes to explain him, she was never a ruthless and unrighteous person!

blinked his moist eyes, took the soup in Han Ling's hand with trembling hands and put it on the kang, took Han Ling's hand full of frostbite, and asked excitedly, "Ling'er, is what you said true?" Are you really willing to marry me and live such a hard life? ”

"Of course." Han Ling nodded affirmatively, his heart was full of endless sourness and guilt, his face was full of bright smiles, his big apricot eyes were full of smiles, and there was no unwillingness, Miao Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he stroked Han Ling's hands full of frostbite pityingly, and said sadly: "Ling'er, I'm sorry, I don't have the ability to make you happy." ”

Han Ling sat down on the kang, took the worn-out quilt on the kang to cover him, and said softly: "Brother Qingyang, your life is saved by you, as long as you can be happy, I am willing to do anything." ”

Full of emotion, Miao Qingyang said with infinite emotion: "Ling'er, I, Miao Qingyang, can get you in this life, that is God's favor for me, how lucky, even if I lose my life for you, it is worth it." ”

The tears in Han Ling's eyes flickered, she owed him too much in this life, except for the promise of her body, she couldn't think of any other good way, she jumped into the moat three times in this life and didn't die, so she named the newborn child Shui'er, which means that there has been no water disaster since then.

"Brother Qingyang, drink the soup, it's going to snow heavily outside, when the weather is warmer, try to help you up and walk around then." Han Ling picked up the rice bowl and handed it to Miao Qingyang, looked at his immobile legs and said.

Miao Qingyang happily took the rice bowl and drank the soup, only to find that there was a small egg in the bowl, and couldn't help but say dissatisfiedly: "Ling'er, haven't I said how many times, these good things should be given to Shui'er, don't give them to me, I am now lying on the kang like a waste person, and it is useless to eat it, Shui'er is the time to grow my body, I need them, don't give them to me in the future." After saying that, he put the bowl down, but the eggs in it refused to eat anything.

Han Ling was sad when she heard this, and said indifferently: "Brother Qingyang, if you are sick, if you lack nutrition, this disease is difficult to heal, you have to get better quickly, we are still waiting for you to take us out of this mountain!" The water is good, the little baby will be blessed in the future, not in a hurry, and when the weather is clear, the little rabbit will go up the mountain to hunt some game to improve. ”

But no matter what Han Ling said, Miao Qingyang refused to eat anymore, but his face was gloomy, and Han Ling had no choice but to follow him.

At night, Hanling burned the firewood red, the wind and snow outside the house, although the cold wind poured in from time to time in the house, it was also warm and melting, there was no decent quilt on the kang, Hanling and the little rabbit covered the water in the middle of the kang, warmed each other, and gradually sank into sleep.

The sky was overcast and snowy heavily.

On the Qinzheng Palace, Emperor Song Yu was sitting in danger, and the early dynasty was in full swing.

"Your Majesty, it is reported that the Southern Underworld has secretly colluded with the Jin Kingdom to invade our Northern Underworld, and now a lot of troops have been gathered in the border Lianshan area, and they may invade the Northern Underworld at any time, and the local people are overwhelmed by them, and they have moved their families to the south."

"Your Majesty, the barbaric land of the Jin Kingdom and the Southern Underworld Kingdom, which covets the fertile land of our country and has repeatedly violated it, is really hateful."

"Your Majesty, this king of the Southern Hades is staring at the Northern Hades every day, his heart is sinister, and he secretly colluded with the gold thief, and his crime is unforgivable."

"Yes, Your Majesty, this Southern Underworld is in the same vein as the Northern Underworld, but it was separated because of the rebellion of the Southern Underworld, and now it is even united with the golden thief to seize my Northern Underworld, and his heart can be punished, and he must not let it go."

"Your Majesty, the Southern Netherworld is short of materials, a few days ago I sent an envoy to our court to ask for help, but I was treated coldly, I must be angry like this, the emperor might as well appease him."

......

The voices of various discussions continued to sound, and the ministers were excited.

Emperor Song Yu was high up, his expression was unpredictable, his eyes were slightly locked in the bottom of his eyes, and he glanced down, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

"That's enough." The majestic and calm words sounded in the court, and a compelling momentum pressed down, and the ministers were suddenly silent.

Emperor Song Yu's voice resounded throughout the audience: "Where is the silver prince now?"

"Back to the emperor, Yin Wangye, he, he...."The ministers stammered, they did not see the silver prince for many days, all kinds of good deeds about the silver prince were widely spread among the people, but they wanted to see the silver prince but it was more difficult than seeing the saint, the ministers all knew the relationship between the silver prince and the Song Jade Emperor, that whole is an intimate ah, compared to the previous Song and Yuan Emperors, it was the difference between cloud and mud, so they did not dare to offend the silver prince, let alone say the behavior of the silver prince, all of them were distracted, speechless.

Emperor Song Yu's sword eyebrows tightened, and an inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes.

"It's all gone." He commanded lightly.

"Scattered." The shrill voice of Inner Waiting ended the morning dynasty.

Emperor Song Yu took off his five-man dragon suit, walked out of the micro-suit, and commanded the imperial guards: "Drive the Silver Palace." ”

Zhan Ding, bowed down and answered, followed behind Emperor Song Yudi, called a royal carriage and galloped towards the Silver Palace.

On this day, Yin Ruochen's right eye was beating non-stop, his mind was uncertain, and he was full of irritability, so he ordered someone to bring a wine jug, and drank a few sips desperately to feel a lot more relieved.

"Lord, lord, the emperor is here." Yang Lu was familiar with Prince Yin when he was in the palace, and when he saw that Emperor Song Yu only brought his entourage to the palace, he hurriedly came in to preach.

Yin Ruochen was upset, he drank a few big sips of stuffy wine in a row, his head was a little dizzy, and when he heard Yang Lu speak, he didn't hear it clearly, but he just raised his face and drank stuffy wine and didn't care.

"Ruochen, you're still like this!" Emperor Song Yu didn't wait for Yang Lu to report it, he walked straight in, the smell of wine made his brows furrow, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yin Ruochen leaning on the Taishi chair with a wine jug in his hand, his face was flushed, and he couldn't help blurting out.

Yin Ruochen was dizzy, and he never thought that Emperor Song Yu would come over in person, but tilted his head, reclined, and drank wine with a decadent expression.

Emperor Song Yu shook his hand, and Yang Lu and Zhan Ding both retreated.

Only Emperor Song Yu and Yin Ruochen were left in the study.

"Ruochen, how do you need to cheer up?" Emperor Song Yu stood calmly in front of Yin Ruochen and asked with a serious expression.

An awe-inspiring aura permeated the surroundings, and Yin Ruochen raised his head!

Emperor Song Yu was standing in front of him fixedly, staring at him.

His eyes widened in shock, and he sobered up a lot, and stood up a little bewildered.

"Your Majesty, please give your peace to the Emperor." Yin Ruochen faced the imperial uncle who had been friends with him since he was a child, his majestic momentum made him dare not be careless, and only he could persuade him to wake him up since he was a child. At the moment, he is busy with the courtesy of the monarch and the minister.

"Ruochen!" Emperor Song Yu personally helped him up, and said earnestly: "A man should focus on the great cause, and now you are passive and decadent like this, so how can I rest assured!" ”

"Your Majesty, the minister's distress..." Yin Ruochen had a slight uneasiness on his face, snorted, and looked out the window with a painful face.

"I know what is on your mind, just your little, is that still a thing?" Emperor Song Yu raised his voice and asked, "Isn't it time for you to wake up!" A manly man can bend and stretch, why bother to make himself want to live or die for a woman, like words? ”