After a serious illness, Han Ling's personality has almost changed like a person, cheerful, lively, not afraid of heaven and earth, and eccentric, compared with the previous Han Ling, it is like two people.

After the incident, Zhao Xiangyun and Han Dezhi understood the ins and outs of the matter, and immediately drove Han Liu out of the troupe, and Miao Qingyang disappeared completely.

It's over!

Han Ling was surrounded by the cold river water, her whole body was cold, the ice water poured into her mouth, nose, throat, and chest swelled uncomfortably, and her consciousness gradually blurred, and she heard someone shouting: "Oh no, someone has fallen into the water, help!" ”

It seems that all kinds of noisy sounds are gradually disappearing from the ears.

Recalling all kinds of pictures in her mind, a poignant smile appeared on her face, she was really going to die! A handsome and picturesque face, deep eyes, such a face skipped in my mind.

Consciousness gradually blurred, just in the chaos, it seemed that a pair of strong and powerful hands hugged her, a wide embrace hugged her, the steady and powerful heartbeat seemed to be beating with her pulse, and she completely passed out.

After the Shangyuan Festival, it rained continuously, and it rained for several days.

In the East Dormitory, Yin Ruochen's eyebrows were tightly locked, and his red eyes were haggard and anxious.

"Isn't she awake yet?" He yelled at the Imperial Doctor.

"Lord Wang, I have been in a coma for three days and three nights, my pulse is stable, my life is no longer a problem, I should wake up! But she didn't wake up for a long time, I think she didn't want to wake up! Please rest assured, and wait. The Imperial Physician replied anxiously.

Yin Ruochen waved his hand, and the imperial doctor retreated.

He walked agitatedly, stood in front of the bed and stared at the woman on the bed.

There was a deep shock in his tired face, and when he jumped into the river to save her, he saw a beautiful face, that face, exquisite, beautiful, sinking fish and geese, delicate skin, blowing bombs can be broken, the face is like clotted fat, beautiful and fairy, but his face is miserable and white than snow, and what makes him even more ecstatic is that the facial features, like Xiangling's face, at that moment, his heartbeat is about to stop!

Sure enough, she was the woman named Hanling who disguised herself into an ugly girl Xiaocao, his heart was both happy and sore, for so many days, he repeatedly asked her who she was, but she just didn't want to tell the truth, how much he expected her to say it herself, almost believed her!

But it wasn't until she was pushed into the river by the cold willows, and the cold lake melted the disfigurement of his face, that he saw her true face, and in the face of this unexpected truth, his eyes were full of deep pain.

"Brother Ruochen, save me, Brother Ruochen, save me." Han Ling, who was in a coma, always shouted this sentence unconsciously.

Yin Ruochen's heart was clenched fiercely, his heart ached, and his Xiangling came back, but he was injured all over his body, scarred, and lying unconscious.

"It's cold, it's cold." Han Ling shouted vaguely, Yin Ruochen frowned slightly, went to bed and hugged Han Ling in his arms, and tightened the quilt, Han Ling's body began to get hot again.

Yin Ruochen looked at Han Ling's reddened little face and picked up the medicine on the desk.

The medicine for the past two days basically couldn't be fed, and the medicine that had just been fed quickly flowed out of her mouth again, and Yin Ruochen's eyebrows were tightly locked.

He tilted his head and took a sip of the medicine, lowered his head and kissed her lips, knocked her teeth open with his tongue, and directly put the medicine jar in, and then kissed her until she swallowed it all automatically.

After repeating it like this, he finally fed a bowl of medicine, and after the medicine entered his body, Han Ling quickly fell into a deep sleep, and the fever slowly subsided!

Yin Ruochen put his mind at ease.

"Lord Wang, that Miao Qingyang has been standing at the gate of the palace for three days and three nights, drenched in rain, and wants to see Lord Weng." As soon as Yin Ruochen walked out of the East Dormitory, Yang Lu came over to report.

Yin Ruochen's face was even darker than a rainy day, looking at the pouring rain outside, his eyes were cold.

The bleak wind and bitter rain, a burst of tightness, a gust of cold wind, highlighting the gloomy, Miao Qingyang stood in the rain, it had been three days and three nights, and when Han Liu pushed Han Ling down the river, he was almost crazy.

Two years ago, the picture of Han Ling jumping off the moat once kept him awake at night and made him unable to sleep and eat, and now a qiē repeated it under his nose, which made him almost collapse, he ran over desperately, and was about to jump off the moat, but Han Liu hugged him desperately in horror and didn't let him jump.

Miao Qingyang was furious, pushed Han Liu away fiercely, and slapped her.

Just as he was about to jump into the water again, a blue and elegant figure fell from the sky, floated down on the surface of the river, and soon dived into the water, he was stunned!

After a while, I saw the figure pick up Han Ling, who had sunk into the water, float ashore, get into the carriage, and go away.

The peerless blue-clothed son, with a beautiful demeanor and a hearty and clear figure, Miao Qingyang recognized it at a glance that it was the silver prince, and the silver prince walked away with his Ling'er, and he couldn't even look at her face anymore, her beautiful face.

Miao Qingyang fell to the ground.

Worried about Hanling, he didn't go home, but came directly to the palace.

But the big, unfathomable palace refused his request to go in to visit several times, he felt shameless to face Han Ling and the prince, so he stood in the rain every day and waited, hoping to see Han Ling with his own eyes, I wonder if she is okay? I wonder if she has returned from the brink of death?

He wants to atone for his sins, and this qiē is caused by him.

The gate of the palace slowly opened, and a figure of a man with a great figure appeared in the rain, his face was expressionless, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked at him coldly.

Miao Qingyang knelt down.

"Lord Wang, your subordinates should die, please allow your subordinates to meet Ling'er." Miao Qingyang trembled and begged pitifully.

Yin Ruochen's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he looked at him coldly.

"You, come with this king." His thin lips spat out the words like gold, and then turned away.

Miao Qingyang wiped the rain in front of him and followed Yin Ruochen in ecstasy.

In the study, Yin Ruochen was thinking about the chessboard, the game of chess set by Han Ling he was finally able to solve, in fact, it was so simple, thinking about it was in line with her little woman's heart, but he thought about it complicated, he thought about everything, but he didn't think it would be so simple, it was because he was impetuous! Now that he calmed down, he untied it without much effort, and was secretly surprised in his heart, why couldn't he calm down when facing Han Ling, or did he deliberately not want to win her, he wanted to see her smiling eyebrows and eyes, and the two rows of fine and dense little white teeth exposed.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

After Miao Qingyang changed Xian Yi, he was brought in.

"Lord Wang, your subordinates should die, please condemn the prince." Miao Qingyang walked in and knelt on the ground with a thud, his head bowed.

Yin Ruochen stared at the chessboard in his hand and didn't look at him. After half a ring, he said indifferently: "You get up and speak." ”

Miao Qingyang looked at Yin Ruochen's expression as calm as water, and stood up uneasily.

"Say, now tell the king all the details of what is going on between you, and the king will know everything." Yin Ruochen's voice was dumb and low, and he ordered decisively.

Miao Qingyang was stunned.

"Presumptuous!" Yin Ruochen stood up suddenly, with a "bang", the chessboard in front of him fell heavily to the ground, the chess pieces flew all over the ground, and said sharply: "Until now, don't you still want to say it?" Do you know that Han Ling is dying now, how many people behind her are chasing her and wanting her to die, do you still want to take her away stupidly now? Can you protect her? ”

Yin Ruochen sneered, Miao Qingyang's face was like ashes, he knelt on the ground again, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Wang, my subordinates wish to say it immediately." ”

Two hours passed.

Yin Ruochen walked out of the study with an indifferent expression, and Miao Qingyang followed behind him. He shouted in a trembling voice: "Lord Wang, please let your subordinates stay in the army to serve, and your subordinates are willing to protect Han Ling with death." ”

The light in Yin Ruochen's eyes was calm and calm, and he said lightly: "Allowed." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Miao Qingyang said in surprise.

Yin Ruochen hurried away.

Han Ling seemed to have gone through the torture of life and death in hell, his whole body was sore, his headache was splitting, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Lord Weng is awake!" There was an old and muddy voice of surprise in my ears.

Han Ling's eyes were glazed, where was this? The red silk tent, the soft brocade quilt, and the large and comfortable bed, she lay with her eyes open.

"Kid, you're awake!" A loving voice came, and a pair of warm, not soft hands clasped hers.

Han Ling's confused eyes looked at the concerned and loving eyes in front of her, her face full of haggard and silver threads floated into her eyes, and her consciousness gradually returned. Struggling to sit up.

"The child is lying down, don't move." Aunt Rui's eyes were cloudy with tears, and she said in a particularly old state.

"Mother." Han Ling screamed in a trembling voice, shed two lines of tears, and sobbed softly.

"Don't cry, poor boy." Aunt Rui patted her hand and whispered comfortingly.

"Mama Li, you have to take good care of the owner these days, remember, you are the only one who can come in." After Aunt Rui comforted Han Ling, she said solemnly to Mama Li.

Mama Li nodded solemnly.

Aunt Rui walked out of the room, Yin Ruochen was standing at the door, and saw Aunt Rui hurriedly helping her towards the dormitory.

Yin Ruochen can now understand Aunt Rui's mood, and he also roughly understands Aunt Rui's intentions, but although Han Ling is very much like Xiangling, whether she is Xiangling or not, I'm afraid that only Aunt Rui can be sure now, and he wants to understand clearly.

Aunt Rui in the palace.

"Ruochen! Now that Ling'er's situation is very serious, do you know who is following her behind her back and what she wants? After Aunt Rui returned to the dormitory, she asked Yin Ruochen.

"Aunt, Ling'er is a member of the Han family opera troupe, her whole family was assassinated at the entrance of Liyang Street, leaving the mother who escaped by luck and the two of her, her mother is now fostered in Qingxin Nunnery, she did sell herself to the palace in order to escape and treat her mother's illness, if my guess is correct, there are those black-clothed people who are chasing and killing her, obviously they already know the news that she and her mother are not dead and have tracked it all the way." Yin Ruochen said with a solemn face