The smoke was like a dream, and it was awakened by a sudden light.

I blocked it with my hand, and it took me a while to get used to it, and then I opened my eyes completely.

Looking at the Master of Empty Sorrow on the other side, he was looking at himself at this time, and he didn't know how long the carriage had been parked.

"Master, where are you?" I'm still dazed, because I have slept and my face has improved a lot.

"Sleep a little longer, sleep a little longer, and now it's in Jiangnan."

Hearing Master Kongbei say this, he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain and looked outside, and the house that caught his eye was the house on the side of Jiangnan.

On the side of the road are small grasses that are waiting to sprout, some of which have already shown transparent buds, and are shining in the morning dew.

Some of the branches of the trees next to it have a light green.

Take a deep breath, it is the long-lost grass fragrance, and the long-lost hometown taste.

It's been less than a year, but when I come back here, it seems like a few decades have passed, and I feel like I'm in the world.

"Master, where are we going?" Seeing that the carriage did not go to the south of the Yangtze River, but headed towards a small road, although I have lived in the south of the river for decades, I don't know where this place is.

"Go to Garan Temple."

"Garan Temple?" Asked with wide eyes.

"Well, An'er should be here now." Nodding, he lifted the curtain and looked outside.

Garan Temple? It's a long time ago, didn't I meet him in this place?

It's just that the last time I came, I was praying for the blessing of the whole family, but this time, I came to visit my husband who was dying, and I was the one who caused this situation.

Is this what is called fate? But why is Ji'an so cruel?

The carriage drove slowly, Yan Rumeng kept his head down, never spoke, and a pancake stretched out in front of him, still fragrant.

As soon as I looked up, I heard Master Kongbei say: "Let's eat something first, there is still a distance from here to Jialan Temple, and when you get to Jialan Temple, I will ask someone to cook you some porridge to eat." "Looking at her appearance, Rao is people can't bear to see it.

is obviously weak, but he still pretends to be strong, hides his vulnerability, and bears all this silently.

Yan Rumeng didn't refuse, he hadn't eaten since noon yesterday, and his stomach was a little hungry.

Touching his lower abdomen, a feeling of guilt arose in his heart, and he had to suffer with himself before he was born.

Biting in small bites, a little dry, and just as he was about to take a glass of water to drink, Master Empty Sorrow had already handed over the cup and glanced at it gratefully, "Master Xie Lu!" ”

When the pancakes are finished, although they are not very full, they are enough to satisfy their hunger.

After a long time, I don't know how many hours I didn't know, and finally saw the roof of the Garan Temple.

The alcohol-blown roof had been sunburned and blackened, leaving only a gray and broken shape.

After the carriage turned a corner, the entire Garan Temple finally appeared in front of Yan Rumeng, Yan Rumeng knew that the carriage did not pass through the front door, but stopped at a small door in the back.

Because of bending his legs for a long time, his legs were already a little numb, so he patted his legs with both hands and shook them before he got out of the car with Master Kongbei.

A little monk was already waiting at the small door, and when he saw them coming down, he immediately greeted them, bowed to the master of empty sorrow, leaned over and said something in his ear, Yan Rumeng saw his face on the side, which was ugly.

His heart also sank, "Master, is something wrong with Jing'an?" ”

"It's okay, don't worry." said so, but Yan Rumeng could hear a slight tremor in his words.

"Master, you don't have to hide it from me, I can accept any consequences, it is the cause that I planted, and I must bear any consequences I get."

Master Empty Compassion glanced at her for a long time before saying, "You come with me." ”

Hearing this, his face was overjoyed, and he followed the pace of the master of empty sorrow.

The familiar path, as well as the familiar peach blossom forest, there are no peach blossoms in the peach blossom forest at this time, and as far as the eye can see, it is still a branch, but if you look closely, you can still see some protrusions on the branches, which are buds that have not yet emerged.

Turning a corridor, I arrived at the back of the main hall, at a hidden doorway, and saw Master Empty Sorrow pushing the door open.

Inside, there was a small room, with ordinary walls on three sides, but the wall in front of it was like copper and iron, and there were three candles burning in the room.

From the moment he entered the door, Yan Rumeng saw Zhao Jingan lying on the bed.

walked over quickly, leaned over, and saw Zhao Jing'an, who had his eyes closed tightly and was pale, looking at the lifeless Zhao Jing'an.

His heart trembled, and he reached out and touched Zhao Jing'an's face with a trembling hand.

Hot? Alive.

I gave a lot of hearts at once.

Turning his head, "Master, what's wrong with Jing'an?" ”

"An'er received a serious injury on her chest, and one leg was broken because she fell off a cliff, she had a high fever last night, and she only retreated this morning, and now I don't know when she will wake up." When he said the last sentence, Master Empty Sorrow opened his eyes, and there was unbearability in his face.

"That means maybe Jing'an will never wake up?" The words hesitated, but his eyes were already moist, and one tear after another fell to the ground.

"No, with you here, he will definitely wake up, like a dream, you have to believe in Jing'an, he will not easily leave you and your unborn child behind."

It's just a matter of saying that, but the reality is another story.

"You're watching now, I'll go outside and get some food." As he spoke, he took the little monk out of the city.

At the moment when the door closed, the strong body gathered and collapsed to the ground, holding the edge of the bed with both hands, tears overflowing with tears on his face, and whimpered: "Jing'an, Jing'an, it's all my fault, I'm sorry." ”

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be like this.

The family is gone, why do you have to go to the end of the last person who loves her?

Sticking to the edge of the bed, he sat on the edge of the bed, and lifted the quilt with trembling hands, and there were dried red blood stains everywhere in his eyes.

Especially the wound on the chest, the thick strip of cloth had been thoroughly soaked.

A layer of cloth was tied all over his body, and he didn't know how much he had been hurt, covering his mouth with his hands, crying bitterly, his body bent and trembled.

Stretched out his hand to cover the quilt, touched his pale cheeks, dry lips, slowly traced, and murmured: "Jing'an, wake up, I will stay by your side in the future, I will never doubt you again, you are the best for me in this world, I can't lose you." ”

Tears slid down her cheeks and down her chin, dripping onto the quilt like water, and then quickly disappeared, leaving only a conspicuous wetness.

With Zhao Jing'an's big hand covering his lower abdomen, "Jing'an, there are still our children here, children can't live without their fathers, so you must wake up, do you know the way?" ”

Definitely.

Otherwise, she won't be able to hold on.

If you can hear it, wake up!

- A day and a night of searching, but there was no news, how big the bottom of the cliff of Lingyun Peak was, and there was a waterhole at the bottom of the cliff, there was no trace of anyone at all.

Zhao Jingkang, who had been busy all night, saw that the collection was fruitless, so he could only turn over and return to the palace, leaving a pair of people to continue the search.

In the palace, because of Zhang Qingxuan's hands, it has never been quiet, and after a busy night, the entire Ronghua Palace can be regarded as quiet.

Zhao Yonglin has been sitting in the palace, waiting for the specific situation.

After knowing that Zhang Qingyuan's injury was fine, he was relieved.

I went indoors, looked at her, and then left to go to the upper study.

In the study, Zhao Jingkang didn't even change his clothes, and when he saw Zhao Yonglin coming in, he was about to salute, when he heard Zhao Yonglin ask, "How is the search?" Have you found any traces of An'er? ”

"Back to my father, no, nothing, the route at the bottom of the cliff is secret, and the march is even more difficult, besides, the bottom of the cliff is full of deep pools, according to Zhao An, the fifth brother is likely to fall into the pool." After saying the most difficult words, Zhao Jingkang hesitated a little, raised his head slightly, and saw Zhao Yonglin's face change drastically, the green tendons on his forehead protruded, and his hands tightly held the dragon head under him.

A sullen breath made Zhao Jingkang dare not say anything else.

After a long time, I heard: "Find, continue to look for me, no matter what, you have to find your fifth brother, even if it is a corpse." He didn't believe that his son Zhao Yonglin, who was so proud, would die so easily, just because of a sneak attack?

Since he was a child, has he been assassinated less? Every time I was ordered to investigate, there was no assassination sneak attack? Did he die just because of this simple sneak attack?

He didn't believe it!

Even though I comforted myself like this, my heart sank to the bottom step by step.

If something happens to him and he ends up in the loess in the future, how should he explain to that person?

Isn't her last wish before her death to take good care of Zhao Jing'an?

It is precisely because of her wish that he will give Zhao Jing'an to her best sister, Zhang Qing, so that he can have a happy childhood.

But in retrospect, it doesn't seem to be what I thought.

Zhao Yonglin doesn't remember when Zhao Jing'an began to alienate himself, even if he was talking, he was cautious, and his personality was far from Zhao Jingkang.

"Father, the son knows the truth." Seeing Zhao Yonglin with his head down, he seemed to be pondering something, and after thinking about it, he still asked, "Father, how is the mother concubine?" ”

"It's not a big deal, you just need to recuperate for a while, now An'er's whereabouts are unknown, she only has you by her side, you go and see her, at this time, maybe she has woken up." With the weakness of physical and mental exhaustion in his words, the whole person leaned back in his chair and looked blankly ahead.

Having never seen Zhao Yonglin's appearance before, Zhao Jingkang was worried, "Father, don't worry, the sons will try their best to find the fifth brother, the fifth brother has your blessing, and he will save the day, you are tired of a day, go and rest for a while." ”

"Hmm!" With a wave of his hand, Zhao Yonglin closed his eyes, "Tell your mother, I'll go over the night." ”

"Yes, Father!" In response, Zhao Jingkang took a few steps back, and then turned around and walked out.