"Ying Yao...... He's dead? ”

Lin Ling'er couldn't accept this fact, she finally snatched her back from the hands of death, and let her go out of the palace to find her mother, how could she die like this?

"It's just one step away, even if she dies, she will die outside the palace, what's the matter if she dies in the palace? I knew that she was killed by myself, and I didn't know that I thought it was something wrong with someone in the palace! Bad luck, bad luck! ”

Xiao Zhengzi is very worried about whether Ying Yao died in the palace or outside the palace.

Ziyue looked at Lin Ling'er and knew that she must be in a bad mood after hearing the news, so she hurriedly said:

"It doesn't matter if she dies in the palace or outside the palace, in short, our queen has done her best, and everything that should be done and what shouldn't be done has been done for her, even if she dies, she can't rely on our queen, not to mention that her own sister Yinglu wasn't there at the time, she just knows how her sister died, we can't manage so much."

Xiao Zhengzi nodded approvingly:

"That's right, but this Ying Yao said something before she died."

"What?"

Lin Ling'er knew that Ying Yao's death was not caused by her, but she still had some faint self-blame unconsciously, so she was particularly concerned about Ying Yao's last words.

Xiao Zhengzi recalled the situation at that time and said:

"At that time, she hit her head and bled out, the scene was quite tragic, Yinglu held her in her arms, but she said a word to me, she said let me tell the queen that she died to pay off the debt owed in this life, and she will be a cow and a horse to repay you in the next life."

Lin Ling'er only felt chills all over her body, trembling in her heart for a while, and couldn't help but wrap herself tightly in the quilt.

Ziyue sighed:

"Alas, it seems that Ying Yao really knows that she is wrong, and she wants to use death to atone for her sins. Like her, it's really better to be crazy like the Qingxin County Lord. ”

Xiao Zhengzi shook his head and said:

"It's a pity, there is no regret medicine sold in this world...... Didn't you see Yinglu's sad look, holding her sister's corpse and refusing to let go, crying to death, alas...... Originally, they would have to rely on each other for their lives in the future, but in the blink of an eye, yin and yang were separated......"

The two of them were sighing one by one, but they saw Lin Ling'er suddenly jump off the bed and run out wearing only pajamas.

"Master, why are you going?"

"Queen......

Xiao Zhengzi hurriedly chased out, and Ziyue took the cloak and followed closely.

Lin Ling'er ran barefoot on the avenue of the palace, the cold wind stung her eyes, and she burst into tears before she knew it.

She couldn't tell her mood at the moment, Wu Qingqing was crazy, Ying Yao died, and the palace returned to its former tranquility, shouldn't she be happy?

But why does my heart hurt so much, why is it so sad?

So sad that I just wanted to see him, to see him immediately.

One second I was thinking about relying on each other, and the next second was yin and yang...... This sentence struck her most sensitive nerve and broke the already fragile line of defense in her heart.

What harem competition for favor, what apology cold war, what is right and wrong, has become a passing cloud in front of life, and now she just wants to pounce into his arms and feel his existence.

At night, the palace was as quiet as an empty city with no people, and her messy footsteps echoed through the tall red walls, from one end to the other.

Suddenly, another series of footsteps sounded from far and near, from one end to the other.

In the white moonlight, a silver figure rushed towards her like lightning, and before she could see his face clearly, he hugged her into his arms.

A faint sandalwood burrowed into her nose, a familiar taste, a familiar embrace, and she burst into tears and hugged him tightly.

His broad chest is always ready for her, open for her, pressing her head into his arms, wrapping her body into his own body, almost a month, this moment, is his most reassuring moment.

She didn't know why he came, how he came so coincidentally, she only knew that when she wanted to see him the most and needed him the most, he appeared like a prophet.

At this moment, she just wanted to shrink into his arms, cry loudly, and turn all the grief and pain of the past into tears, draining and draining.

Xiao Zhengzi and Ziyue stood silently not far away, looking at the two of them in the moonlight, and couldn't help wiping their tears.

The two palace walls extend from the foot to the end, the moon is in the sky overhead, and the figures on the ground are in pairs.

"It's so beautiful, it makes everyone want to fall in love."

Xiao Zhengzi wiped his tears and said.

Ziyue gasped, looked sideways, and took two steps to the side quietly.

The eunuch also wants to fall in love, I really don't know if the object should be a man or a woman.

Lin Ling'er cried enough, raised her hazy teary eyes and looked at the sky, her mouth pursed, looking aggrieved.

Xiao has been hugging her, looking at her pitiful appearance through the moonlight, and the thoughts about her have erupted like a volcano for days, and she can no longer be suppressed.

He cupped her tear-stained face, and his voice was hoarse with an emotional outburst:

"Are you willing to come to me?"

Like a puppy looking up at her master, she nodded lightly and cried so much that her nose was blocked:

"Hmm."

A word with a thick nasal voice, so pitiful.

What could he do? As long as he saw her crying little face, it already made his heart ache, how could he still care about those things that should be taken care of?

Imprinted a deep kiss on her forehead, he beckoned Xiao Zhengzi and Ziyue to come over, took the cloak from Ziyue's hand and wrapped her tightly, and listened to Xiao Zhengzi say:

"The lord of the country is auspicious, the queen is in a hurry to find you, and she hasn't even had time to put on her shoes!"

He looked down, and sure enough, two snow-white little feet were naked, covered with dust, and their slender toes were shrunk by the cold.

He frowned, and immediately picked her up, this woman will always be so hot, when can he save his worries?

Returning to his warm embrace again, she cried and cried enough, and her reason finally slowly returned.

"Why are you here?"

She sniffed, tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes,

"Aren't there ten days left?"

What she means is, aren't you supposed to wait for me to go to you, why did you take the initiative to come to me?

He carried her to Jingci Palace, his face was not red or breathless, he looked ahead, and replied:

"Ying Yao is dead, you will be sad."

It turned out that he had always remembered her, so he came to see her as soon as he knew that Ying Yao was dead.

Tears flowed down again, tightening his neck and shrinking into his arms, and she murmured:

"I miss you so much......"

Yes, she misses him so much, even in those days of cold war with him, she thinks about him the same, but she desperately suppresses that miss and doesn't let herself become too embarrassed.

But now I know that it is not difficult to say this, and it is not difficult to reconcile, just because of love, no matter what the other party does, you can forgive.

He kept carrying her into Jingci Palace and putting her on the bed before letting go, Ziyue called for foot-washing water, and he asked them to retreat.

If the two of them were the only ones left in the dormitory, he put her feet in the basin with his own hands and helped her wash away the dirt.

"Soak a little longer, you can keep the cold away."

He dried his hands and sat down beside her.

She has been silently watching him finish all this, and the person who can make the lord of the country above ten thousand people wash his feet, I am afraid that there is no second one in this world.

As he sat beside him, her eyes went to his right hand, and that night, he caught her with his left hand, and his right hand held the dagger that Wu Qingqing had stabbed at her, and the blood dripped on her chest, which she remembered clearly.

A few days have passed, and has his wound healed? I saw him washing her feet just now, and he didn't have bandages on his hands, is it already well?

I was still thinking about apologizing to him, but the sentence "I'm sorry" choked in my throat, I just couldn't say it, just now I wiped a handful of snot and tears on someone's dragon robe, but I was shy.

For a long time, he just sat there, motionless, and she also sat blankly, her eyes lowered, and the two were like a young couple on their wedding night.

Finally, she couldn't help it first, and a hand quietly reached over, pulled his right hand, flipped the palm of his hand, and muttered:

"Your ...... Wounds"

thought this was a good start, but when she saw his wounds, the shocking traces made her stammer, and tears instantly filled her eyes,

"How so?"

There was a wound in the palm of his hand, and there were also wounds of different depths on his five fingers, and the flesh of those wounds was turned outward, although it no longer bled out, but it had been soaked in water just now, and now it was slightly red, and it was not completely healed at all.

"Your injuries aren't healing, why don't you put a bandage? Why touch the water? ”

Her voice was reproachful.

But he didn't even look at the wounds, and kept staring at her intently, jokingly:

"Distressed?"

She was embarrassed, gritted her teeth, and said hatefully:

"Why should I feel sorry for you? Didn't you send me into the cold? Why should I feel sorry for you? ”

She was about to withdraw her hand, but he shook it at the right time, and was holding her little hand into the palm of her hand, and she could even feel the wound in his palm, and her heart was torn open as if it were a wound.

Into the cold?

"This is called the wicked to sue first and bite back."

He always looked at her,

"My Zhengyang Hall is the Cold Palace, right?"

Is he blaming her for not going to him?

She wanted to pull her hand out, but she was afraid of hurting his wound, so she pretended to struggle twice, and could only let him hold it:

"Who told you not to tell me the plan? If you had made it clear earlier, you wouldn't have caused such a misunderstanding. It was you who turned Zhengyang Hall and Jingci Palace into a cold palace, who did you complain about? ”

"If you had known that it was Ying Yao who harmed Qiqi, would you be able to hold your breath?"

He asked rhetorically.

"Of course I can ......"

She wanted to quibble, but unfortunately even she didn't believe it, if she knew that Ying Yao did it, she would definitely not help but come out to her and ask for clarification.

He went on to say:

"If you let Ying Yao find out the clues, how can I lead to Wu Qingqing, the driving force behind the scenes?"