Chapter 449: The Illness at the Time of Ten

In the stone garden, a slender figure stood in the wind next to a pool of clear water, still wearing the ink-colored outfit, narrow sleeves and short black boots, and there was no ornament between the hair like a waterfall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Even if the long hair is like ink, it won't be long before it will turn into silver hair like frost and snow.

Tang Guxi suppressed the emotions that surged up in his heart and walked over slowly.

"Is your plan going well?" The person in front seemed to know that it was her and did not look back.

Tang Guxi stood beside her, did not admit it, did not deny it, her eyes rolled slightly, and a lock of slightly white hair on her sideburns immediately crashed into her sight, Tang Guxi hurriedly retracted, and felt a chill in her heart.

Lin Luo has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his skin and appearance are maintained very well, even if he is not good at dressing up, he is always youthful and beautiful, not to mention that he is in the prime of life...... If she hadn't had this disease, she would have been as handsome as usual until middle age.

But......

She couldn't stop trembling at the thought that soon, the woman in front of her would be gray-haired and old. How can it be a forest fall, how can it be a forest fall?

"It's cool here, don't stand, let's go back to the house quickly." She pretended to be indifferent and said politely.

Lin Luo turned his head, but there was a smile on his face, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Wind cool? You're right, it's a hot summer, so it's good if it's not hot. ā€

Yes, Tang Guxi smiled, she once said that she was not afraid of the cold.

"But ......"

But after all, this is not the same as it used to be.

"You don't have to." Lin Luo turned around, still smiling, "I know what you're thinking, don't worry, I'm not that weak, otherwise, the antidote won't be able to save you......"

Tang Guxi stared at her face, a wisp of sorrow between her eyebrows, why did this poison actually reinvent her?

"Xi'er," she stopped smiling, "I've died many times, and it's really fateful to be able to rely on Uncle Zhou's hand to survive this time." However, since he is alive again, he cannot live in vain...... You tell me? ā€

Tang Guxi nodded.

"So, I'll do my best to help you."

So, I'll do my best to help you......

It was not light or heavy, and Tang Guxi reacted for a while before suddenly waking up.

She smiled slightly wryly, looked away, and the spring water not far away was tinkling, "I don't know, I should say thank you...... I'm still sorry. ā€

"Why are you sorry?"

Tang Guxi was silent, Lin Luo was such a smart person, how could she not know that what she was doing at the moment was something that went against her feelings? Lin Luo's life is revealed, and after waking up, he endures the grief of his parents' unjust death, but he still has to use this as a name to help him implement his plan......

Using the name of her parents, she secretly contacted soldiers from all walks of life and gathered together. Because of the unjustly killed generals, even if they have no name and are humiliated, there are still a large number of soldiers who once belonged to him...... Faithfulness does not change.

In order to bring these people under the command of the crown prince, she had no choice but to make this request to her. Unexpectedly, Lin Luo didn't regard it as a "request", and readily agreed.

"Don't think so well of me." A sentence interrupted her train of thought, "I help you, that is, to help Princess Luo, to help Princess Luo, that is, to help myself." Only in that way can the unjust case of the year be rehabilitated, and the dirt in front of my father's grave can be washed away...... So, I'm for myself. ā€

Tang Guxi was noncommittal, and turned his head to look at her, "You hate him too, right?" ā€

"Hate whom?"

She took a deep breath, "Who else, the man on the throne......"

Lin Luo smiled, "What about hating, what if you don't hate?" ā€

Tang Guxi didn't speak, and his fingers couldn't help pinching the letterhead in his sleeve.

"That general Chu who dominates Xizhou robbed him of the king's favorite woman, and ......" Lin Luo's voice was very low, "I think that if I were the king, I would also want that person to die." ā€

"Actually, there's something you don't know." Tang Guxi took out the letterhead in his sleeve and handed it to her, "Do you know why General Qi is so good to us?" Why did he have a cold war with His Majesty for so many years? What Qi Yu said, the scene of his childhood...... In fact, it is your home, General Chu Xing's mansion. ā€

Back then, Qi Yu was less than seven years old and followed Qi Zhao around. The relationship between the two countries was good at that time, and the generals between the two countries were naturally like brothers, the mansion where he often went to play was General Chu's mansion, and the playmate who fought with him was Lin Luo......

It's just that Lin Luo at that time was not yet five years old, and she later suffered from a serious illness and amnesia, how could she remember?

Lin Luo took the letter, read it in a hurry, and wrote it in black and white, how her father was framed and wronged during his lifetime. Those handwritings are the hands of the enemy.

She folded the letterhead and looked up, her face fluctuating slightly, but it was quickly obscured, and she turned to look at the calm lake. raised one hand and handed it to Tang Guxi, without saying a word.

Tang Guxi took the letter and said lonely: "Actually, this shouldn't be shown to you." However, I don't want to hide anything from you, and besides, this letter itself has something to do with you......"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Lin Luo's mouth and he shook his head.

"Do you know, the master is very guilty of you."

Hearing that she suddenly changed the topic, Lin Luo was taken aback.

"Why?"

"Why?" Tang Guxi smiled gloomily, his eyes glancing towards the branches in the distance, "In the past few days that you have been in a coma, Senior Sister has come to your room many times, naturally, and Senior Sister Yun...... They told me that the illness you had when you were 10 years old was actually ......."

"I know."

Tang Guxi was startled and turned his head to look at her, "What...... You know? ā€

Lin Luo nodded, without any expression on his face.

"You...... How did you know and when did you know? ā€

"She told me."

Tang Guxi thought for a moment, she ...... It's Feng Yun.

"But you didn't know each other at the time." After reacting, Tang Guxi was immediately puzzled.

"I don't know." Lin Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Perhaps, the other disciples in the Sword Sect know about it, and by word of mouth, she will also know it." Only Xun'er and I don't know...... But at the time, I had long been suspicious. ā€

Only Lin Xun naively thought that thirteen years ago, the senior sister just inadvertently got a serious illness, and after the serious illness, she made a mistake in taking the medicine, resulting in amnesia. But he didn't know that the medicine was what his mother personally asked to match......

In order to let her forget the past and stay and practice swordsmanship with peace of mind.

Since then, all the memories of the Chu family and the memories of the death of their parents have all disappeared...... The stubborn and indifferent little girl no longer cried and wanted to go back, nor did she refuse to practice martial arts with her master.

What's more, Ye Jinyun can use this as an excuse to force her to travel all over the four countries to find orphans.

"When you bring her back, I'll tell you who your birth parents are......"

That sentence from many years ago still echoes in my ears as clearly as yesterday.

Lin Luo closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to reminisce anymore.

"So what have you been all these years...... I've never hated my teacher? ā€

Lin Luo opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear as jade, and he met her eyes without any mistakes, and his tone was extremely affirmative, "No." (To be continued.) )