In the Xiliang Embassy, after the woman in red finished speaking, she couldn't wait for the other party to respond, so she couldn't help but raise her eyes curiously, but asked the other party to look at it, and immediately lowered her head in surprise.

"King Jing?" The man's voice was warm and clear, like jade striking each other, "Got it." ”

The woman thought that he was going to give orders, but after waiting for a long time, she seemed to have nothing to say, but hesitated: "Lord, if Princess Fushan and King Jing of Dazhao are successfully married, Xiliang and Dazhao will be able to maintain peace for at least ten years at that time......"

In the last marriage, Xiliang sent a princess, who is now the imperial concubine Helian Rong of Dazhao.

The man's voice was gentle and gentle, and he didn't have much strength, "Isn't it good?" ”

The woman in red frowned, and wanted to say something, but for some reason she didn't dare to speak again.

"This marriage won't be successful, you can step down." Ignoring the confusion of the woman in red, the man waved his hand and turned to sit on the chair that had already been covered with a thick fox fur.

As soon as the woman in red left, there was a knock on the door, and an old man with gray temples walked in, holding a bowl in his hand, with an impatient look, so even the woman in red didn't dare to look at it in front of people, he threw the bowl casually, and his attitude was not very happy.

"Mr. Dongli, I'm tired." The man was very polite, his slender hand picked up the bowl, and drank the bowl of medicine without blinking, this action was smooth and natural, and he had done it countless times at a glance.

The old man who was called Mr. Dongli sighed with his hands behind his back, "You don't want to die, you have to think about how easy it is for me for so many years, when your kid almost died, he hung his breath, and now he finally raised a ......" Uh, it's not right to be chubby for nothing, "Anyway, you can't die for the time being, why do you just run to Dazhao to die." ”

The dignified King of Liangqing in the West, let an old man who has no merit teach him, he actually has no temper at all, his eyes are extremely black, but he shines brightly, and the corners of his mouth have a little smile, peaceful and soothing, as if when the weather is the best, the shallow floating clouds in the sky.

"Wouldn't that pile of be done without you, this Xiliang Emperor is really, what do you have to do if you let a sick man run out. ! The old man seemed to be fearless, even Emperor Xiliang dared to count down, and when he looked around the room, when he looked at King Qing, he hated iron but not steel.

As everyone knows, the Qing King has been sick for a long time, and he will not live to be twenty-five years old, lingering on the sickbed all year round, and he will fall down when the wind blows.

"It was I who begged Uncle Huang, and he finally allowed it." King Qing smiled slightly, as if he was in shock.

Mr. Dongli snorted lightly, and simply sat aside and sulked, "You can stand it, don't come to the old man to see a doctor in the future!" ”

King Qing said helplessly: "Mr. Dongli, please follow me this time, cough cough cough...... cough cough ...... "As soon as I coughed, I couldn't say anything after that.

"Don't come, don't come, don't believe it, look at it, look at it, can this place be warm with the house that Emperor Xiliang specially built for you? Yes? And the long journey, you don't know if your body can withstand it? You just die, and simply kill the old man, so that I won't be angry with you sooner or later! Mr. Dongli kept complaining in his mouth, but he didn't stop moving, he took out a pill in his hand and stuffed it into King Qing's mouth, and then pulled the clothes off his back, and the silver flashed and quickly pricked a few stitches.

After a while, King Qing's situation gradually calmed down, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, but he was still smiling lightly.

Mr. Dongli said angrily: "I can still laugh." Then he frowned, "You are having more and more frequent seizures now, and if you continue like this, ......" He didn't say the latter words, but they both knew each other.

King Qing lowered his eyes, pulled up his clothes and sat on the collapse to gasp, "I know my body, I can't die now." ”

Mr. Dongli was even more impatient, "You know a fart! Then he packed up his things, and when he was halfway through the packing, he suddenly thought of something and sighed: "If you can still find the cloud...... Alas, forget it, what was I thinking. ”

King Qing went inside to change a set of clothes and came out, Mr. Dongli hadn't left yet, he sat in his position and drank tea with a few plates of dim sum, "You look like this, I really don't know what you have to do in Dazhao, you think Xiliang can't find it, and when you arrive in Dazhao, someone is willing to give you a good daughter's house to spoil it." ”

Mr. Dongli spoke politely, the Qing King was obviously used to it, he went down the table, poured himself a cup of tea, didn't drink it, just held it in his hand, everyone is the Qing King who has been sick for a long time and doesn't live long, which of those famous families in Xiliang is willing to send his daughter to suffer this crime, so this time Xiliang plans to marry Dazhao, Xiliang Huang said that he sent a princess before, and this time he will recruit a princess from Dazhao to come over and allow her to be the princess of Qing.

It's just that the king of Qing is like this, and he clearly marries into a widow, but because Emperor Xiliang is so active, no one dares to say anything, but the ministers of Xiliang are relieved, in short, it is good that they can't find their heads.

The daughter of a famous family doesn't know how much energy the family has invested since she was a child, how much silver she has spent, and behind every elegant and graceful daughter, what she can't see is the silver of the white flowers that was quietly smashed in, so she naturally didn't want to waste it on the Qing King.

And the king of Qing does not have the name of the prince, there is no real power at all, although the Xiliang Emperor has added favor to him, even better to him than his own children, and specially because of his body, he has built a house that maintains room temperature all year round, but for a person who is about to die, what is the use of more grace.

King Qing shook his head and didn't explain anything, but Mr. Dongli was a person who couldn't stand loneliness, and found another conversation, "What about your fake cousin?" I heard that there was a big scene in the capital market yesterday, hehe, with the white tiger and the snow wolf on the street to hurt people, it is really more and more breathless. ”

"Fukushan is resting next door." King Qing didn't fail to hear the mockery in Mr. Dongli's mouth, and sighed: "Mr. Dongli, she is the righteous daughter adopted by the emperor's uncle and the queen. ”

Mr. Dongli is a fake cousin and a fake princess every time, and he is not afraid of being heard.

"What's wrong with the righteous daughter, is there a blood relationship? But relying on the ...... when I was a child" Speaking of this, Mr. Dongli bit his tongue, there was really a little regret in his eyebrows, and he looked out with cloudy eyes, "I can see that the ambition of that woman is not small, you pay more attention to yourself, forget it, what are you doing with those idle things." ”

Mr. Dongli nagged for a while to let King Qing rest by himself, and he went out with a wave of his hand.

The room was quiet again, and King Qing didn't drink the teacup, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a while, he suddenly looked up at the windowsill.

A yellow figure flashed in outside the window, also a slender woman, with a bit of heroism in her eyebrows, "Lord Wang, Lan Ying found a clue over there...... Twenty years ago, people did disappear in the Jokhang territory. ”

King Qing's light cloud-like face did not change at all, it was soft like a ball of white cotton, but his eyelashes fluttered, as if to show that his heart was not as calm as he appeared on his face, "What about people? ”

"Found somewhere in the southeast and lost a trace, and the blue shadow is still there." Others don't know that before the envoy of Xiliang arrived in Dazhao, or even earlier, the king of Qing secretly sent his henchmen to Dazhao, Huang Ying is not very specific and specific, only knows that the king of Qing is looking for a person, a person who has been missing for twenty years.

King Qing lowered his eyes, and the teacup in his hand was clean and waveless, "You act secretly, don't let people find out." ”

"Yes, lord." As long as it exists, there must be traces, and Huang Ying rushed back overnight to inform King Qing that she still had a task to do, and she didn't stay long.

When Huang Ying left, King Qing let go of the teacup in his hand, and with a gentle 'click', several cracks appeared in the cup, and the tea gurgled out of the cracks, wetting his palms and robe.

The king of Qing shook his sleeves, and the teacup that was only broken instantly turned into a pile of powder, leaving only the tea washed away, and the powder was washed away in an instant, and after the water stained the tablecloth, it fell to the thick blanket on the ground, silently, but like knocking on someone's soul.

The window is still open, the yellow shadow is not closed, the king of Qing came to the window, the wind outside is not restless, slightly warm, but with the night dew, he raised his head slightly, looked at the bright moonlight, and a corner of his heart seemed to be suddenly opened, and a faint bright light appeared.

"It's been twenty years...... King Qing tugged at the windowsill with his fingers and murmured, "You're still here." ”

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City gates

Just in time when the city gate was about to close, Yan Hui's horse stepped into the capital, he should have come back a long time ago, but something went wrong in the army, so he postponed his departure for a few days.

Although it was dark, because envoys from other countries came to celebrate the birthday of the Queen Mother, two downtown blocks were specially opened up to do night markets until midnight every day.

Yan Hui was going back to Yanfu and happened to pass through one of the downtown streets, so he got off his horse and planned to lead the horse over.

But as soon as he jumped down, he heard a hurried whip from behind, and the horse galloped like a gust of wind in front of him.

Yan looked back at the person's outfit, he was not a military envoy, let alone a soldier, so he glanced sideways twice, didn't pay attention to it, slowly passed through the downtown area, and returned to Yanfu.

On the other side, that person was indeed not a person in the army, but a guard of the Shen family, and when he arrived at the gate of the Shen Mansion, he couldn't wait to jump off the horse, and the whole person rolled down and ran to the gate with a wild knock.

The Shen family hadn't slept at this time, and when they heard the movement, they all came out one by one, and when they saw people, He was stunned, "Didn't you go to Nanyang with Yue'er?" ”

Although the He family doesn't necessarily recognize all the guards, but this person is the little leader of the guards, although it is the consensus of the husband and wife to send Shen Yue out, she is pregnant in October, she naturally has some mother-daughter relationship, so she specially explained to take care of Shen Yue on the road, so she recognized it at a glance at this time.

Ho's heart jumped, just like the time ten years ago, when a strong premonition came over her, making her almost unable to breathe.