Chapter Ninety-One: Running with a corpse on his back

After Helan Ling listened to the edict of the great eunuch, she was very calm, and sat in front of the dresser without sadness or joy and slowly drew her eyebrows and said, "My father's conditions have all been approved by my father?"

"Yes, before Princess Ling gets married, there will be a soft pick up to pick up Princess Ling to go to the piano building to complete the wedding picture." After the eunuch had finished pronouncing the decree, he retired.

Helan Ling didn't speak, and started to paint herself with exquisite makeup. The palace maid saw that He Lanling had finished her makeup, and hurriedly came to change Helan Ling into the red wedding dress on the table, and He Lanling stood numbly, letting them toss.

"Princess Ling, it will be unlucky to wear a wedding dress today." Omiya maid bead bead road.

"I don't know how many people's blood and bones are buried under this marriage, how to talk about auspiciousness or bad luck." Helan Ling showed a mocking expression.

After the palace maid Zhuzhu tied Helan Ling's colorful glass belt, she approached Helan Ling and whispered: "Why don't Princess Ling escape from the palace with Master Wu?" Niangniang has prepared everything for Princess Ling. ”

Helan Ling didn't respond for a long time, the big palace maid stared at Helan Ling's unchanged face, and she was only blessed at the moment, leading the palace maids to say loudly: "May the princess be safe and happy." ”

After Helan Ling waved her hand to everyone, she sat down, she didn't think of using the power of her family to escape with Wu Yanzhi. But what happens after she escapes? Beiyan will be ruined again, his father's back doesn't seem to be as straight as before, and his temples are also stained with frost.

She sighed, rolled up the paintings that Wu Yanzhi had painted for herself, and put them into a special cylinder, and after all this was done. The big palace maid Zhuzhu came in and asked, "The soft bowl has arrived at the palace gate." When does Princess Ling want to leave?"

Helan Ling nodded and said, "Take these scrolls with you and leave immediately." ”

Helan Ling has been silent since she got on the soft spot. She looked at the familiar red walls and green tiles, and wondered if she would be able to return to this Beiyan in her lifetime and come back to see her old friend.

Although Helan Ling expected Wu Yanzhi to be haggard and embarrassed, she couldn't help but shed tears when she saw the ragged, haggard, thin and inhuman figure in front of her, far from the Wu Yanzhi of Yushu Zhilan in her impression. She turned slightly to the side and hid herself in the shadows to secretly wipe away her tears.

Wu Yanzhi didn't know if his body was too weak or his legs and feet were tortured, he sat on a chair. He never got up to greet Helan Ling, and when he saw that He Lanling had arrived, he smiled and said, "Ling'er looks so good in a wedding dress." ”

Helan Ling approached Wu Yanzhi, touched his face with her hand and said, "Wu Lang." Do you suffer?"

Wu Yanzhi turned his head. Gently kissed He Lanling's palm, stared at He Lanling and said, "I felt bitter before, but after seeing you, I don't feel bitter anymore." ”

Helan Ling listened, her eyes swept over Wu Yanzhi's legs, and saw that Wu Yanzhi's legs were wrapped with thick and heavy iron chains, and she asked in a trembling voice: "You have been repairing with such a heavy anklet all these days?" Helan Ling's tears kept flowing, and Wu Yanzhi reached out to wipe away her tears. said softly: "Ling'er doesn't cry, Ling'er's tears frighten me more than any sharp blade." ”

"Good. Ling'er doesn't cry. He Lanling squeezed out a smile with all her might, went to the table to level the rice paper for Wu Yanzhi, and after preparing all the Danqing ink, she tilted her head and asked Wu Yanzhi: "Wu Lang will draw the last picture for me." ”

"Okay."

The two sat opposite each other as before, their hearts filled with bitterness, but they both knew it. Wu Yan's silhouette was sketched out with a few strokes, and the two of them waited quietly like this until the end of the world.

"Gorou has been repairing his paintings for so many days, his eyes must be very astringent, you can add a lamp to him." Luo Wushuang's voice sounded in Lu Wu's mind.

Lu Wu nodded with tears streaming down his face, and Luo Wushuang continued to command: "You take three steps, and the candlestick will be placed on your right hand." ”

Although Lu Wu had his eyes closed, he touched the candlestick very accurately and returned to the side of the iron prison. Luo Wushuang took the candlestick in Lu Wu's hand and continued to say, "Your Wulang is trapped in the dungeon, how can you rescue him?"

Lu Wu wiped away her tears at this time, and when Luo Wu didn't wake her up, she suddenly opened her eyes, took three steps back, and said, "Don't dream, do you think I'm stupid enough to release you from the dungeon?"

"Brother Luo, your pupil technique is still too tender, this old woman has been playing with us." Hua Yunzheng said coolly.

"You didn't pay for tea, so you listened to a poignant and tragic love story, and you didn't lose anything." Luo Wushuang patted Hua Yunzheng's shoulder comfortingly.

"I didn't expect you to be able to capture the pupil technique, I really fell for you earlier, but I haven't been in charge of the Green Pavilion for a day or two, if it was so easy to be controlled by someone, the master of the Green Yi Pavilion would have been defeated and died." Luwu sneered.

"So, your poignant and tragic love story was made up casually, right? I think that Wu Yanzhi is simply forced by you. Hua Yunzheng began to destroy Luwu's bottom line of patience again.

"Whatever you want, but you can wait to die in this dungeon." The green face seems to have begun to age again, and the corners of the eyes have become folded.

"Your face," Luo Wushuang pretended to be surprised.

Lu Wu hurriedly rushed to the table and picked up the palm-sized glass mirror, but after a while, Lu Wu's face returned to that old age. She hurriedly covered her face and escaped from the dungeon, as if she didn't want Wu Yanzhi to see her old appearance of no one and no ghost.

"Brother Hua, I didn't expect that it was you who accompanied Wushuang on the road." Luo Wushuang looked reluctant.

"Brother Luo, if you want to go on the road yourself, Yun Zheng really can't accompany you." Hua Yunzheng said, and knocked on the ground on his knees, and finally heard the echo of the hollow. He didn't have the image of a noble son on a regular basis, pouting his ass, shaving and planing with a dagger, and a wooden box was revealed. Luo Wushuang helped carry the wooden box up, and when it was opened, it was full of strange-looking things.

"Do you know what else is most famous in the Green Yi Pavilion besides Gu?" Hua Yunzheng suddenly asked.

Luo Wushuang shook his head honestly, Hua Yunzheng picked up the strange-looking thing in the wooden box and said, "Tianxuanlei, fortunately, you cleverly asked Lu Wu for the candlestick." ”

Hua Yunzheng secured Tianxuanlei at the exit of the iron prison, and then lit the fuse, only to hear a bang, and the ground trembled a few times. The door was opened, but Luo Wushuang stood too far forward and his face was blackened by smoke. Hua Yunzheng didn't dare to ask for credit, kicked open the iron prison door, and walked out.

Luo Wushuang didn't care so much at this moment, and followed closely and greeted: "Run with Wu Yanzhi's corpse on your back!"

"Why me?" Hua Yunzheng asked with a calm face.

"Don't talk nonsense, if the master is not afraid, where do I need to rely on you!" Luo Wushuang grinned, with a little black face, he was very happy. (To be continued.) )