Chapter 78
When I was a child, my memory was not so clear, but Hua Yue inexplicably remembered the water droplets hooked on the horse's hooves when Yin Ninghuai rode the horse away, shiny, splashing everywhere, and walking mercilessly.
However, she waited for half a pillar of incense in the same place, and he would return, and carry her back to the horse with a grunt, and muttered through gritted teeth:
"Why is there one more thing like this?"
Hua Yue was also angry at that time, so she pinched his shoulder and replied: "You didn't give birth to it, I want you to take care of it!" β
"It doesn't matter." The young man sat on the back of the horse and said without looking back, "I haven't even listened to Brother Sheng for so many years, if you really let you die, then I will also panic." β
At that time, it was just a child's angry words, but now that I think about it, Yin Ninghuai is really a loss, the country is ruined, the family is ruined, and the mountain is dying, but he still doesn't even listen to the emperor's brother.
Her throat was a little tight, and Hanatsuki waved her hand to let the frost fall, and turned back to the main room, the people on the soft couch still had their eyes closed, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
She slowed down and slowly sat back in her chair.
The room was quiet, there was nothing but the sound of breathing, Hua Yue's eyes turned red when she sat down, and she hurriedly picked up the half-embroidered tiger head shoes next to her and continued to drop the needle.
Li Jingyun lifted her eyelids and saw the man sitting sideways facing him, his shoulder bones were thin, his fingers were flying, and the silk threads were rising and falling on the upper, looking very elegant, but something fell from her face, drop after drop, shiny, falling on the tip of the needle in his hand, scattering and splashing.
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Closing her eyes, Li Jingyun turned over and continued to sleep with her back to her.
He has already tasted what will happen to spoiled people, it makes no sense to follow her and let her, cry if you love to cry, anyway, he won't feel distressed anymore.
On the day of the Chung Yeung Festival, the weather is shady and cool, and there is an autumn wind howling outside, which is not suitable for going out.
Li Jingyun sat in the mansion, making tea and tasting tea slowly.
"Childe." Hua Yue came over with a smile and saluted, "According to the doctor's instructions, the concubine has to go out and walk around every day." β
Glancing at her, Li Jingyun lowered her eyes: "Okay, the master will accompany you." β
"No, no." She hurriedly waved her hand, "You've been busy for so many days, it's better to take advantage of your free time to rest more, and the concubine can go out with frost." β
I don't know why, this person suddenly piled up all the things he was going to be busy with a few days ago, and then got five days of rest, and stayed by her every day. Hua Yue was in a hurry to go out to contact Shen Zhiluo, but she couldn't find an opportunity.
It's really feng shui in turns, she used to guard him and didn't let him out of the house, but now it's good, it's turned around.
With a long sigh, she bowed her knees to him: "The concubine will go back when she goes." β
"Don't be busy just yet." Li Jingyun beckoned and motioned for her to stand closer.
Kazuki looked at him suspiciously, and cautiously took two steps towards him.
"Did you deliver a letter outside the house a few days ago?" He asked.
Hua Yue was stunned for a moment, bowed her head and replied, "No." β
"That's weird." He looked at her reddened ears and laughed, "I've intercepted several letters recently, all of which were sent out by frost, and they are still in secret language, and I can't understand what is written." β
Her heart was half cold, and Hua Yue reluctantly smiled: "Xu is her family letter, and the concubine doesn't know it." β
"Yes." Li Jingyun nodded, didn't ask anymore, and only sniffed the fragrance of tea leisurely.
Katsuki stood in front of him, cold sweat coming down. Before, I wondered why there was no response to the message, but it turned out that it was all in his hands. I don't know if he will decrypt it, but even if he doesn't, most of them are wary of her.
"Heyβ" Her eyes rolled, and she clutched her stomach and wrinkled.
Glancing at her, Li Jingyun beckoned to Shuang Fall: "Go and invite Miss Li to your master." β
"Back to Gongzi, Miss Li has returned to the palace today." Frost Fall glanced at Hua Yue, squeezed her hands and said, "She left in a hurry, and even forgot to keep the prescription, when the master was changing the medicine and eating, I don't know what to do today." β
After thinking for a moment, she clapped her hands suddenly: "The doctor in the hanging pot hall also works, but he has a bigger temper, he doesn't go through the door, he only sits in the hall to see a doctor, and it's okay today anyway, why don't you let the slave and maid take the master over to take a look?" β
Li Jingyun looked at the two people in front of him indifferently, and when they finished speaking, he said calmly: "No." β
The corners of Hua Yue's raised mouth suddenly collapsed, she looked at him twice, and finally understood that he was wary, and he would not let her out of the house today no matter what.
With a long sigh, she sat back down beside him and glanced out the window in despair.
She was depressed, Li Jingyun seemed to be happy, eating snacks for a while, going to the courtyard to dance with swords and swords for a while, and the hearty laughter could resound in half of the courtyard.
Looking at his back melancholy, Hua Yue sniffed the tip of her nose.
After playing for an hour, Li Jingyun finally got tired, walked over covered in sweat, glanced at her with his eyes, and then crossed her and took off the clothes on his cloak: "You are so resting, my lord went to the bathhouse to wash, and the sweat on his body was sticky and uncomfortable." β
"Yes." Kazuki responded weakly.
The door opened and closed, and Hua Yue was silent for a moment, and suddenly a stirring spirit reacted, turned his head and asked Frost Fall: "He went to bathe?" β
Frostfall nodded, rubbed the crack in the door and looked: "It's already out of the yard." β
This is called a mountain and heavy water with no way out, the willows and flowers are bright and another village, Huayue is overjoyed, and hurriedly changed into a neat clothes, and went out with frost.
I thought I wouldn't be able to enter the palace today, but I didn't expect that the three sons, who were as smart as the third son, also had such a time when they were secret. Nothing else, she trotted all the way out of the house from the west side door, and went to a handicap to catch up with Shen Zhiluo's person, and waited to take the car into the palace.
Li Jingyun came back from bathing and changing, pushed open the door, and unexpectedly saw a pair of armor sitting at the table.
He raised his eyebrows, walked slowly to look, and saw that the helmet was hollow, and the satin skirt was stuffed, and someone on it had drawn a smiling face with eyebrows and rouge, and smiled at him so much that he could not see his teeth.
"Old-fashioned means." Sitting down next to the armor in disgust, Li Jingyun reached out and poured himself a cup of tea.
The mellow tea is light brown, and it falls into the cup along the light, reflecting the milky white porcelain cup, which is very beautiful.
He watched quietly, a little unhappy between his eyebrows, but the corners of his mouth were still hooked up.
The matter of sacrifice is a very important etiquette in Daliang, even if it is just a secret worship, Shen Zhiluo also prepared enough incense wax paper money and gold and silver utensils for Zhou Heshuo, according to the rules, he salutes at night, and only the two servants in Anhe Palace followed.
Zhou Heshuo asked people to check in advance, the Royal Forest Army patrolling tonight would not come to Anhe Palace to disturb, he knelt in the courtyard, looking at the paper money burning in front of him, and there was still no sense of awe in his heart.
Originally, the souls of the dead under their own knives were all enemies that they destroyed by their own ability, they were unwilling, but they were not guilty of any crime, there are many things in this world where you live and die, why should he repent?
However, the fire on the paper money in front of him was extinguished, and there was no wind in the courtyard, so the servant came up and lit it twice, but the fire was still extinguished only for a moment.
With a chill down his back, Zhou Heshuo finally knelt up straight, looked at the night sky around him, and bowed with his hands folded: "It's been so many years, it's useless to hold a grudge against the palace, let's disperse." β
"Your Highness." Shen Zhiluo reminded in a low voice, "You have to recite the Sutra of the Past Life." β
There was a scripture in front of him, Zhou Heshuo glanced at it, very helpless, closed his eyes and began to read.
The paper money in the brazier burned, but the wind began to rise in the courtyard, Zhou Heshuo was tense, his mouth was reading quickly, and his fingertips were cold.
He is not a timid person, there was no shortage of blood on the mountain in the past, and even Yin Ninghuai was the yellow spring sent by him personally, if he changed to a timid person, he would have to have a nightmare for a few years. But Zhou Heshuo was not frightened by the dream once, even if he saw Yin Ninghuai again in the dream, he could smile and invite him to sit down and drink.
Yin Ninghuai is a prince with a very good reputation, in his early years in Daliang, he heard the courtiers of Daliang praise him, and even compared him with himself. At that time, Daliang was a small country living in a corner of peace, and he was naturally not as good as the prince of other people, and he was often used by people to squeeze him between words.
So when Guanshan saw it later, Zhou Heshuo did not let him go, not only killed Yin Ninghuai, but also plotted against Shen Zhiluo, labeled him as treason, and made him scolded by later generations.
This is the most relieving, when it comes to the prince in the future, I only say that this prince of Daliang is the crown of the ancient and modern, who will talk about the traitor of Dawei?
But right now, really closing his eyes in this gust of yin wind, Zhou Heshuo still felt a little uncomfortable.
Suddenly, he felt that he heard Yin Ninghuai's voice again, neither humble nor arrogant, standing beside him with a clean body and asking: "If you capture Kyoto this time, will Your Highness be willing to spare the people in the city?" β
His eyelashes fluttered, and Zhou Heshuo opened his eyes suddenly.
There was really a person standing next to him, with a cold expression, dressed in a blue and white robe, with an inscription hanging from his waist.
"Since you agreed at that time, why did Your Highness break down the city and slaughter the people?" The man asked him softly, "How many souls have been sacrificed to these incense sticks?" β
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, Zhou Heshuo staggered back, looked carefully, and found that it was not Yin Ninghuai, it was a somewhat familiar woman, dressed as a man, standing in front of him with his hands in his hands.
"You, who are you, why are you here to scare Hongu?" He was furious.
Hua Yue smiled at him, her eyebrows were clear, not like the previous lady's appearance, she only took a step in front of him, and arched her hand: "Passing by, I want to ask His Highness for something." β
Holding his chest in shock, Zhou Heshuo waved his hand and turned his head to look at Shen Zhiluo: "What's going on?" β
Shen Zhiluo pinched the compass and frowned: "Weichen said before that His Highness must not pause when reciting the Sutra of the Past Lives, otherwise there will be a big disaster." β
"What's that saying? Bengong, Bengong didn't expect this person to come suddenly. Zhou Heshuo looked at him and then at the girl in white, wanting to complain, but his mind suddenly cleared up for a moment.
Something is wrong, even if this Anhe Palace is half a cold palace, it shouldn't be for anyone to come in, after all, it's in the palace.
Unless Shen Zhiluo brings it in.
Realizing that something was wrong, Zhou Heshuo turned his head and got up and wanted to shout, but before he could shout, the two minions who had been standing behind him suddenly pounced, one held him down, and the other gagged him.