Chapter VII: Writing Wounds
"How do you know?" After Ye Qianchen finished speaking, he directly moved to Ye Qianling with an inquisitive and contradictory eye, "What do you know, if you have a grievance, you can say that your father and brother and sister will solve it for you, and they will never let you be wronged." If you don't say it, the queen mother, the eldest brother has no way to forgive you. ”
Ye Qianchen was very sad in his heart, and asked his two younger brothers to go in to see the queen mother and comfort the sad father, and looked at his sister who was red all over his body, confused, and his eyes focused on difficulties, and sighed, "This matter, if you really do it, from now on, you don't call me eldest brother again." ”
When Ye Qianling heard this, he hurriedly raised his head, and suddenly didn't understand what Ye Qianchen was talking about, what don't call him big brother, it took a long time before he reacted from his chaotic thinking, "Big brother," finally broke this muddy state, grabbed Ye Qianchen's arm tremblingly, and his voice was choked with urgency: "No, big brother, don't treat me like this, Ling'er really doesn't know what to do, please, don't dismiss Ling'er, okay?" ”
The body slowly slid down, and finally knelt on the ground weakly, covering his chest that was twitching with pain, tears in the corners of his eyes, he couldn't help crying, but showed an expression that was more ugly than crying, "Big brother, I am willing to treat me no matter how you want, don't deny me if it's good or not, it's my mistake, I'm willing to torture me no matter how much I want, and even take my life away I have no regrets, just ask you not to deny me." Gently hugged Ye Qianchen's thighs, and his body was so hot that Ye Qianchen felt that sickly body temperature through his pants.
"Then you tell me, how could you ask what happened? Because I am afraid that my father and queen mother will be worried, your sister-in-law has never told anyone about this matter, how did you know, you were obviously asking Hong'er about it just now. Ye Qianchen grabbed the back of her neck, pulled it up effortlessly, and said with determination: "With your character, you will never kill Ye Qianhao, what kind of weakness do you have that you have been caught, and you want to help the killer as a scapegoat." ”
"Who dares to treat you like this, as long as you have grievances, tell your brother, my brother will definitely protect you." Ye Qianchen stared at Ye Qianling as if he obviously had something to say, and continued to press step by step.
can't say that he won't say it without making sure that Hong'er is normal, not to mention that the matter of the queen mother has nothing to do with Wan Feng, the queen mother will choose to commit suicide in order to save herself, this life should not have been involved in Wan Feng's body, think about her son or because of his own death, how can he say it. It's really painful, the contradiction is almost hopeless, after a long time, I still raised my head, my face was calm, "Let me see the queen mother." ”
Ye Qianchen was originally going to stop it, but now going in will only make Ye Qianling more dangerous, but a thick middle-aged voice behind him sounded, with a domineering and kingly aura that couldn't help but say, "Let her in." ”
Hearing this voice, Ye Qianling was obviously surprised, and walked to the queen mother step by step holding her chest, the distance was gradually approaching, but the tears couldn't hold back at all, flowing more and more, not wanting to make herself look so weak, she wiped it over and over again with her sleeves, but she couldn't wipe it dry no matter how she wiped it, until she came to the queen mother's side, her knees were weak, and she knelt on the ground, "Queen mother." ”
No one answered, and there was silence. Ye Qianling walked a few steps on her knees, approached Mu Ziying's side, trembling and shouting, still singing a one-man show.
The sobbing sound became louder and louder, and finally he couldn't help it, hugging the already cold body, his chest hurt as if it was about to burst, heavy breathing sounded, and the corners of his mouth began to gush out because of coughing blood. Suddenly realized that for fear of soiling the queen mother, Ye Qianling turned to the side, coughing caused tears to slip down, and her eyes without any brilliance stared at Mu Ziying emptyly, her body trembled even more, and she hit her chest with unbearable pain.
"Don't you say it yet," Emperor Guangde's voice was obviously desolate, and his face was not much better, "Your queen mother put her life in order to save you, don't you say that you want your queen mother to die without turning a blind eye?"
Hearing this, Ye Qianling slowly shrank into a small ball, curled up with her body bent, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." "It's not that I don't want to say it, Ling'er can't say it, I can't. Wan Feng will definitely not let go of Hong'er easily, and she can't be sorry for her brother who sacrificed for herself.
"Okay," Emperor Guangde heard this, the iron-clad man's eyes turned red, and he controlled the trembling in his voice: "Send this beast to the Zongren Mansion, only give two days, no matter what method you use, you must hear the truth from her mouth, if there is no confession, all the people in the Zongren Mansion from top to bottom will be lost." ”
If you go to the Zongren Mansion, even if you don't die, you will lose half your life, Ye Qianmu has already begged for love once, and everyone knows that there is no ability to recover. The queen mother died suddenly, everyone fell into endless sorrow, coupled with doing such a rebellious thing, Mu Ziying sacrificed herself to save the life of Ye Qianling, no matter what, the life is still there, even if she can't go back to the past, she still saves her sister's life, this is the best way now.
Emperor Guangde fell into endless contemplation, and Ye Qianling was taken away without noticing it at all. As the emperor, admired by thousands of people, there were too many last resorts at that time, if it weren't for his wife's sacrifice, he would not have had a choice at all, he could only kill his daughter, and now his daughter is saved, but his wife is gone. Emperor Guangde vaguely remembered the first meeting between the two, at that time, Mu Ziying was the same as Ye Qianling not long ago, so simple and kind, as if she did not eat the fireworks of the world, as if she was a fairy descending to earth, but Ye Qianling had an approachable affinity, and his beloved wife had the indifference of not entering the living at first sight. But many years later, Mu Ziying told herself that she liked her from the first sight, and then wrote a romantic love story of decades of flounder love. Perhaps from this moment on, everything has been detached from the development of things themselves and out of control.
Touching his wife's iconic sexy lips, he lowered his head and kissed it gently, and the tears fell to the corners of his wife's eyes, as if they hadn't disappeared, and he could still cry, but he just didn't want to pay attention to himself.
When Ye Qianchen saw this scene, his heart was uncomfortable, and his crown princess Lu Xiaoxiao walked into the palace, held his head in his arms, and patted him to comfort him. After a long pause, he came back to his strength and glanced at his younger brothers and sisters on the side, and Ye Qianzhi obviously understood what his eldest brother meant. Hiding the outright sadness, several people walked out of the palace, leaving the father and queen mother, the last lingering.
How much Emperor Guangde regretted that he had snubbed his wife in the past two years, when he was still the prince of the East Palace, the two of them fought together in the north and south, as the crown princess, Mu Ziying never had a little eldest lady's shelf, although they were indifferent when they met, but in fact, after getting along for a long time, they would find that Mu Ziying was bold and generous, with a domineering spirit that ordinary girls do not have, but in private she was extremely gentle and considerate to her husband. Even if he has been on the battlefield for many years, he still tidied up the prince's mansion in an orderly manner, not only let him have no worries at home, help him fight his career together, but also take care of his mother-in-law as the eldest daughter-in-law, so that his father-in-law can rest assured of his husband. To tell the truth, sitting firmly on the prince of the East Palace, he became the emperor peacefully without a trace of blood, and Mu Ziying was his biggest helper. What's more, the deep affection for him wholeheartedly, even if he makes the mistakes that a man would make on the outside, he still loves himself so much and has never changed. But she relied on her feelings for herself, squandered it at will, and broke her beloved wife's heart in the past two years.
The more Emperor Guangde thought about it, the more uncomfortable his heart became, and the more uncomfortable his heart sank, until it fell to the bottom. I really couldn't stand the vigorous feelings, the turbulent couldn't be taken back, and I stretched out my hand and touched Mu Ziying's face tremblingly, as if this action had been repeated tens of thousands of times in the past few hours, "Sakura-chan, wake up quickly, don't mess with me, I'll promise you anything when you get up." If you want to live in seclusion and live a peaceful life, I will pass the throne to Chen'er, and the two of us will find a quiet place where no one will disturb us, and live our own lives like ordinary couples. If you are reluctant to give up our children, let them live in our hut in their free time. Like Ling'er, that girl, she has no heart since she was a child, every time Chen'er and a few of them bully her, instructing her to do this and that, she also enjoys it. Do you remember when the children were young, we saw the four of them playing Keju in the Imperial Garden, Ge'er told her to go to us and get a fan to fan them, her little short legs ran towards us step by step, not daring to walk slowly, and not daring to fall, afraid of being trained, but her little face was still red with a smile, and we called her to come and bring us tea and water every day. ”
Speaking of this, the tears could not be restrained, and big drops fell down. It's not that the boy has no tears, but it's not time to be sad. "I know that Ling'er won't do that kind of thing no matter what, and she won't dare to give her a few dares, but because we all know that as long as she doesn't know what she can't say, she will hide her secret in her heart for the rest of her life." Emperor Guangde was extremely entangled in his heart, and continued to himself: "But if she doesn't say it, she can only die, there is no other possibility, and then you leave me and leave alone, are you willing to do it?" ”
This kind of pain that no one responded to made Emperor Guangde finally collapse, raised one foot and stepped onto the bed, lying quietly beside Mu Ziying, holding her in his broad arms, and kissing the hypothermic lips over and over again. Once, twice, until the lips are numb, kissed crazy.
The two of them have been tormenting each other for two years, obviously longing for each other, but because of that useless face, they pushed each other farther and farther, and they have been in a cold war, and they have just rebuilt a few hours ago, but they are separated forever. The person in his arms didn't give him any comfort, like a broken doll, and he couldn't feel the slightest warmth. Tears kept falling, and there was no going back. longed for half a year to get back together, but it turned out to be a person talking to himself and hugging alone, after all, there was only one person left.
Emperor Guangde seems to have left half of his life's tears today, all of them to this woman he has loved for half his life, he dares to guarantee that in this life, he will never fall in love with anyone again, and the two have overdrawn all their feelings to each other. immediately kissed Mu Ziying's whole body, as if saying goodbye to something, but he also knew in his heart that his heart, his love, had gone away with his beloved wife, and a trace of fire could not be squeezed out.