Chapter 18: Princess Wenxin Special (1)
"Lin Li?" Xue Ling said something to stop the visitor.
Lin Li paused suddenly, raised his eyes and collided with Xue Ling's gaze.
He opened his mouth, touched his nose weakly, and responded in a weak tone, "Lord Wang......"
"Changli Changli, who is this?" The girl on the side looked innocent.
"Princess, this is your brother, His Royal Highness King Ling." Lin Li replied respectfully.
"Can Wen Xin know people?" Xue Ling was shocked, and walked up to the two of them, forgetting to ask Lin Li why he didn't say goodbye for a while.
Although Xue Wenxin is not the same mother as him, Xue Ling also loves the house and Wu, and even gave the love of his adoptive mother Qin Yan to Princess Wenxin.
Lin Li sighed, his face solemn, "You just recognize me." β
"What did you do to my sister? She hasn't known anyone for so many years, how can she remember you who she has never met! Xue Ling angrily grabbed Lin Li's collar and gritted his teeth.
Since Xue Wenxin's accident, the queen has been confined her in the Lulee Palace, and rarely shows her head again.
"Your Highness is angry." Lin Li lowered his eyes and did not argue.
Lin Li said with tears welling up in his eyes, and choked up: "The princess's matter, indeed, is indeed my fault, if it wasn't for me being so stubborn and naΓ―ve at the beginning, it wouldn't hurt her......"
"Make it clear! What do you mean? Xue Ling yelled at him.
"What are you doing, bad guy! Let go of my long departure! Princess Wenxin punched and kicked Xue Ling on the side, but King Ling was unmoved.
"Your Highness still remembers that the princess fled a year ago seven years ago."
Lin Li tilted his head to prevent tears from falling, and the thin figure of the girl in red who was full of admiration for him many years ago came to mind.
Xue Ling gradually loosened his neckline, and continued the conversation in disbelief, "Why don't you remember, everyone in the palace thought that Wen Xin had been killed, but I didn't expect her to run back by herself a year later......"
"She traveled with me all the time that year."
Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Xue Ling shook for a moment, "No wonder so many people sent out by this king returned in vain, it turned out to be a gift from Bailin Daxia." β
Lin Li smiled bitterly, "When I met the princess, she was being kidnapped, and in the days when I was with me, there were constantly killers sneaking up and assassinating, and Lin Li didn't know that there were people among them who were really looking for the whereabouts of the princess." β
Xue Ling's face sank slightly, "That's the same." β
"It's just that I didn't expect that just because I said a few words casually, the princess broke into the Jinshu Pavilion by mistake and caused a big disaster." Lin Li closed his eyes in pain, "I thought she finally couldn't stand my temperament and said goodbye without saying goodbye, I didn't really look for her traces all these years, and I didn't expect that she was a princess, right by her side, I was really wolf-hearted." β
"Do you like Wenxin?"
Lin Li didn't answer.
"So you betrayed this king because Zhao Yue held Wen Xin in his hands?"
Xue Ling only acquiesced to him, and sighed again, "Go to the pavilion and talk to this king to understand." β
Xue Ling walked in front, Xue Wenxin grabbed Lin Li, cowering like an injured rabbit, "Changli Changli, he is so fierce, don't you go, don't go." β
Lin Li's nose was sour again, and the overlap between these words and memories was really a great irony for him.
"It's okay, the prince is worried about you." Lin Li rubbed the top of Xue Wenxin's head, and Xue Wenxin stretched his neck to rub him.
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At that time, Lin Li was still an unsung hero who was free from all directions, with nowhere to vent his pride in his chest, and he couldn't extricate himself from his heroic dream.
Seven years ago, Lin Li in Cangzhou was still called Lin Chang Li.
In those years, he punished adultery and eliminated evil, and died in the world, and the world only called him a myth and called him a hero.
The bamboo forest under the moonlight, the scenery has not added half warmth, and the north wind is more than cold.
Changli leaned on a thick bamboo, crossed his arms, and crossed his hands in the creaky nest to keep warm.
A group of men in black escorted a young woman in red through the forest.
"Rustle-" was the sound of stepping on thick snow, and the cold wind whistling across his cheeks like a dart rubbing against his face.
"Let go." Changli made enough momentum, and his voice echoed in the snow.
"Who robbed the road?" Several men in black stopped and hurriedly formed a formation, surrounding the girl in the middle.
"Let's go and ask Hades!"
Changli didn't say much, drew the knife, the sword light, the sword shadow, cut the throat, the cold plum drained the snow, and put it into the sheath, all in one go.
But the woman had no support, and fell into the snow.
"Girl, wake up." Changli helped the man up and leaned against a bamboo.
Xue Wenxin flickered his eyelashes, and when he woke up slowly, he saw the handsome face that was very close in front of him.
"You saved me?"
The forest heard Suosuo's voice, reminding Chang Li, who was in a daze, that the snow was falling heavier, and he hurriedly stepped back and said seriously: "Girl, that group of people failed to hurt you, you follow the house in front of you, and you can see people before dawn." β
"What about you, what is the benefactor's name?" Xue Wenxin stood up, patted the snow chips on his robe, spread his hands and said, "I have no place to go, can I go with you?" β
"I'm just going to save you, when did I say I want to take you?" The hero slammed his sword in front of him, separating the two of them.
But I saw a goose-down snow lightly across the top of the woman's head, down the center of her eyebrows, and on the tip of her pink, upright nose.
The long centrifugal jumped a beat, and said awkwardly: "I also have no fixed residence, and the girl can find another lover to entrust." β
"No, I'm not afraid." Xue Wenxin shook her head, her eyes were full of admiration, and her tone was anxious, for fear that the people in front of her would leave her alone in this icy and snowy place.
Chang Li was in a hurry to go to the winery outside the city to meet old friends, although the guy was much older than him, but the two came together because of like-mindedness, in recent years, the man has taken his heart, living in seclusion in the Cirrus Cloud Temple, not wanting him to save people on the road, and encountering such troubles.
He pinched the corners of his forehead, no longer shirked, and waved his sleeves in the direction of the outside of the city.
Xue Wenxin happily followed, jubilant and lively all the way, hugging his arm at every turn, "The benefactor calls me Wenxin, or Wenwen." β
"Lin, Chang Li." Changli pulled his hand out and dodged a little.
"Long departure, long departure, long departure after long departure...... Xue Wenxin muttered to himself, and Changli accelerated his pace to leave people behind.
"I think it's good to have a long word, and the benefactor will call Lin Li, so that when others hear the name, they naturally think that the benefactor is a burly man with a height of eight feet." Xue Wenxin said a cold joke that was not funny, laughed alone, and added a sentence in his heart: Instead of the handsome and handsome boy in front of him.
Changli glanced at her coldly, not showing emotion.
Xue Wenxin followed behind him, overjoyed, and his long and monotonous and lonely wandering career suddenly became lively, and he didn't expect her to be a year.
Chang Li is chivalrous everywhere, alternating between new and old injuries on his body all the year round, and he is a rough man who treats wounds perfunctorily, and repeated infections are common.
The most serious time was that his right hand was almost abolished, he was afraid that he would not be able to pick up a sword again in this life, lying on the bed with his back to the person next to the bed wiping his tears, but Xue Wenxin said out of place: "Changli, you are crying." β
Changli sniffed and said with a loud voice, "A manly man, he won't cry easily...... I had a cold, and my nose was stuffy. β
Xue Wenxin pursed her lips, too lazy to argue with him, it was not a matter of a day or two for such an awkward and reckless person to turn around, and only she could glimpse his soft part from the time gap.
"Changli, you're hungry."
"Changli, you're cold."
"Changli, you're tired."
"Changli, you obviously like sweetness, why don't you admit it." Xue Wenxin held a string of red sugar gourds, smiling brightly, blatantly exuding her brightness, and looking at it for a long time.
It's just because he glanced at the half string of sugar gourds in the boy's hand twice.
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No matter how annoying Changli is and warns of threats, Xue Wenxin just doesn't have a long memory, and he still doesn't leave this sentence for three sentences. can't beat or scold, Changli can't do anything about him, and gradually goes with her.
There are more twisted little girls on the long and awkward heroic road, and the two snuggle up to each other to spend a long night, the rivers are long, and the years are long.
It's just that this gradually harmonious mode of getting along was broken because of an accident.
The small courtyard has unconsciously experienced a spring, summer, autumn and winter, and at this moment it is snowing heavily, just like the day of the encounter.
"Chang Li, you're afraid of pain, don't go." Xue Wenxin hugged Changli's thighs and didn't let him go to the appointment.
Changli was very distressed, because of his indulgence, Xue Wenxin became more and more unreasonable, "Joke, if I am afraid of pain and tiredness, how can I take this road." β
Xue Wenxin's eyes were scorching, and there were reassuring factors in his eyes, "Long leave...... I'm afraid you'll hurt. β
Changli was stunned for a moment, a warm current trickled into his heart, his tone softened, and after hesitating for a moment, the hand still covered the top of her head, "Obedient, since I have agreed to go with them to suppress the bandits, I can't go back on my word." β
"Long leave, long leave, don't go, don't go, this is clearly telling you to die, they think you can do anything, right? You are also a living person. Xue Wenxin shook his head and didn't let go, his voice was crying.
Standing with his hands behind his back, his voice suddenly cold, "I can do anything." What people can't do is called chivalrous and righteous. β
"Self-deception, do you really think you can save the world?" The adoration in the girl's eyes is gone, replaced by worry and helplessness.
"Be nosy." Changli was stimulated by the girl's words and blushed for a moment and his neck was thick, as if he was being probed into his weakness, he was now twenty and three, and he called a little girl who looked no more than cardamom to teach him a lesson, what kind of system.
"Changli, your business, how can it be idle. Can you look at me? Xue Wenxin spoke earnestly, looking up at the person with an indifferent look in front of him.
"Can you look at me?" Changli was indifferent, Xue Wenxin repeated, tears poured out in large pieces, smashed on Changli's dark clothes, and melted so hard that he couldn't see clearly.
"Look at me."
Changli still couldn't bear it, he lowered his head to her eyes, how could it be as bright as yesterday, and the eyes of the woman kneeling in front of her at this moment were full of brokenness, and she saw that Changli felt a throbbing pain in her heart.
"I'm not sarcastic about your lack of ability, it's just that you need to do what you can, and I really don't want to ...... anymore I saw you crying, but I didn't want you because I couldn't cry. β
Xue Wenxin was kind and seductive, "In front of me, can you let go of your heroic forms?" β
"It's not a formality!" After a long time, he suddenly became difficult, "The morality I insist on is nothing more than formalism that satisfies your sense of superiority, right?" β