Chapter 100 The Good Things in the World Are Dreams.
Chai Yu, as the emperor of Houzhou, the only bloodline known to the Chai family in the world, wants to marry him, and the woman who is arranged to marry him has always been a successor.
But in the past ten years, no girl who has come for this has been able to enter the palace safely, not that he is not close to women, but he has never let women get close.
Most of the women who entered Yunjing City had never returned, and most of them died at the hands of the same person.
Because every dead woman will be left with a blood-stained bird, so when other identities and names are unknown, they are only referred to by the word 'blood finch', which has been called for many years.
It's not that no one made a big fuss about Yunjing and clamored to find out the murderer, but it has been fruitless, even the escort team is full of high-priced masters, and no girl can be spared.
There have also been diplomatic envoys who asked for explanations for this in the coming weeks, and the Jinluan Hall said to the Chinese ministers: "The fish leaping dragon gate does not know its danger, it is not fate, it is because of its poor health, can the dragon gate be responsible?"
The envoys were ashamed and indignant, accusing the royal family of having no morality, ignoring the facts, killing themselves on the spot, and splashing blood on the hall.
Chai Yu narrowed his eyes rarely, and then asked, "Where does this person come from?"
The Wenchen who replied trembled: "Borderless." ”
Half a year later, Chai Yu personally led his troops to the west, not only subduing the borderless but also the other ethnic groups in the west, but also sending troops to garrison, and the ministers and merchants were also ordered to go to settle in.
Because one person destroys a city, such a thing as destroying a clan has spread far and wide to all parts of Jiuzhou, and since then, the image of the emperor has been brutal and immoral, and the image of murderous and sexless has become more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Those thoughts of marrying people and daughters finally began to restrain a little, and no matter how many women were killed by blood sparrows in Yunjing, they all acquiesced to their instructions to His Majesty the next week, and they didn't dare to speak out again.
But who this blood finch is, only Wen Suling recognizes, she almost died at sea back then, it was she who helped her and sent her back to Yunwu Mountain, so she only fell into the hindrance of her legs and was not the result of her head being in a different place.
After the decree of the Zhengyuan Sealing Ceremony, the officials rushed around to summon the world, and Wen Suling went to the house next to the Song Mansion as soon as possible, where Tao Sang had lived.
The man was dressed in black, with his hair tied in a bun and cuffs, and a dagger in his trousers and boots.
"You can't go this time. Wen Suling said.
The man ignored her, and took the long sword from the shelf to carry water and polish it, and although there was no rust, the sword had not been touched for almost a year.
"It was written by His Majesty himself, and you can't stop it. Wen Suling pushed the wheelchair to the sword, "If you go this time, you will die." ”
The sword light flashed, and the slender blade of the sword pressed against Wen Suling's neck, "One more word, you will die now." ”
"Cicada. ”
As soon as the hand carrying the sword moved, the skin on Wen Suling's neck instantly became bloody.
"I saved your life back then because you were not qualified to bury the princess, and I wanted to kill you, but it never changed. The cicada had a cold face, he had been a blood sparrow for ten years, and no matter how many people he killed, he couldn't match the one in front of him, "If I can't come back today, you should accept your life first." ”
"If you want to regret it again, my life is okay with you. Wen Suling raised her head, and there was no dodge or fear in her eyes.
"I regret not killing you the first time you hurt the princess. ”
"I also regret that I didn't kill her at the first meeting. Wen Suling's bland statement did not mean to provoke, but she still pushed the wheelchair and dodged away after finishing speaking.
The spirit cicada's sword pierced the air, but he didn't pursue it, he only sneered, "Do you think you killed it?" If it weren't for Her Royal Highness the Princess, you would have died hundreds of times in the Qin Kingdom!"
Wen Suling tugged at the corners of her mouth, yes, back then, she only found out so much news because of her kindness.
The cicada hated her smiling appearance and reprimanded again, "Why are you here today?"
"To stop you. Wen Suling raised her eyes and replied.
The cicada didn't bother to talk to her anymore, put the sword into the sheath and turned to leave.
"If you still want to come back and take my life, put down your weapon today, don't kill anyone!" Wen Suling looked at her back and reminded loudly, the cicada did not stop, and went straight out of the door without turning her head.
There was no more figure in the distance, and Wen Suling slowly retracted his gaze, landed on his injured leg, and muttered to himself: "If you don't die this time, we will be clear of the life-saving grace of the year." ”
The cicada led the horse outside the city and rode all the way east, and the mountains and forests in the realm of hills and mountains were already in sight before dismounting, and after confirming that no one was following behind him, he took off the dagger, sword, and ribbon on his waist and put it into the burden on the horse.
She's not here to kill.
In Yunjing, the cicada is the only one who has seen the two miracles of Fengluo Luxiang Palace and the white dragon falling from the sky, she stood on the roof that night, watching the dragon hovering in the sky, and then roaring down, stunned and then crying with joy, before everyone came to their senses, she had already sent a message back to Qin.
Some obsessions belong to a group of people.
She waited quietly, waiting for an opportunity, to get closer, to confirm, until the decree was issued in the palace.
That man, even if he didn't remember the past with Her Royal Highness, had never made the choice to turn his back on Her Royal Highness, so she was almost sure that this was the person they had been looking forward to!
Wen Suling didn't come just to stop her, she was a master of medicine, and there were many ways to keep her.
Therefore, she came for the last sentence, she couldn't have a weapon, she couldn't have killing intent, so she had a chance to get close there.
The night was dark and the wind was high, and the cicada easily dived into the depths of the mountain forest, and then saw the lights of the wooden house, and then was pushed into the formation.
It was dark and bright, the gloomy day was full of dark clouds, no one cared how many hours had passed, the face of the cicada that was dragged out was blue and white, I don't know if it was frightened or lost too much blood, only a trace of vitality was hung, but it still tried to open its eyes to look at the person above his head.
The man was condescending, like a god, like a demon.
"You want to see her?" the sound was distant, but the eardrum that hit it hurt painfully.
The cicada bit its lip and turned its head to look in the direction of the wooden house, far away, only a small, vague shadow in the heights, as if moving and floating, like a human like a piece of paper.
Even with blood in her voice, she spat out a word, "Yes." ”
When she woke up again, she was in front of her.
She became her handmaid again, but she couldn't see her anymore.
Her Royal Highness the princess, still the same as ten years ago, as if everything was just a big dream, woke up, she was there, playfully and worriedly asked you, "Are you born unable to speak? Can't you speak? Are you hurt?"
The cicada seems to be choked by a pair of large hands, unable to make an appointing sound.
If the beautiful things in this world were dreams, would she wake up from this dream as soon as she spoke?
"What a headache. Song Yunhe, who couldn't wait for a long time to respond, rubbed his temples helplessly, sometimes it's really not a good thing for the emperor to be generous to others.
So Song Yunhe put on a straight face and pretended to be angry and said: "If you don't do anything like this, I won't want me to do anything, but I will tell your master that I don't want you to serve." ”
"You're not born dumb, are you?"
The cicada raised her hand in silence, but seeing that she had already put her hands behind her back, she refused, stalemate for a few breaths, and could only respond softly in a nasal voice, "Hmm." ”
Song Yunhe listened carefully and couldn't hear anything, but he was discouraged but continued to ask: "Is it because your master doesn't allow you to talk to me? Did he hurt you? Did you hurt your tongue?"
There was no sound again.
"Do you mean denying it if you don't answer?" Song Yunhe made persistent efforts, "You answer 'um' is yes, and if you don't answer, you mean 'no', right?"
"Hmm. The cicada still responded softly.
"It's not bad, it's much easier than writing on your hands. Song Yunhe turned his head to look at her with a voice, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he looked very content.
The cicada flashed slightly, it was the smile that belonged to Her Royal Highness the princess in her memory, playful and innocent.
"I've got a few little questions for you, if you don't have to say anything, if you do, okay?" she smiled, and before she could come back to her senses.
The speed of speech is extremely fast.
"We're in the next week, aren't we?"
"Hmm. ”
"We're near the hills?"
"Hmm. ”
"We've been apart for a long time?"
"Hmm. ”
"You know me?"
"Hmm. ”
The air in the room began to condense in an instant, and it was viscous and like a surging whirlpool, and I don't know whose heart was beating like a bell and drum.
Song Yunhe stiffened, the paralyzing sensation rushed from his spine to his brain, and he opened his sentence a few times, but he couldn't make a sound.
I could only raise my hand and beat it hard in the chest, and finally exhaled and breathed heavily.
The cicada stood in place, not daring to do anything, only watching her panicked, confused, and even frightened, her hands clenched into fists, and the unhealed wound collapsed and bled again.
"So, we, yes, acquaintances, right?" Song Yunhe swallowed his dry throat and reconfirmed with a lack of breath.
The cicada didn't respond, took two steps back, looked at the familiar face again, and left the room.
Song Yunhe sat quietly in the dark, but her chaotic brain became clearer and clearer, and the fact that she didn't want to think about it was like a glow fire in the night, flying little by little, and finally illuminating the whole world.
Heaven and earth after the stars shift.
When Chai Yu came back, it was late at night, the lights were on in the house, but there were no maidservants, no rabbits, and the little girl sat on the edge of the bed with her head hanging alone, looking lonely and pitiful.
I still want to find her a maid with a live polka dot, Chai Yu thought when the door was closed, I heard that the two maidservants around her were still and motionless.
Now this quiet is really a little dead.
Approaching the bed, he opened his mouth, "What are you unhappy about?"
Song Yunhe raised his head, his expression was a little wooden, the pupils in his eyes were out of focus, and his mouth was open, but he didn't make a sound at all.
Chai Yu frowned slightly, leaned over and approached her face, "What happened?"
As if summoned by some kind of voice, Song Yunhe suddenly came back to his senses, straightened up, and kissed the tip of his nose.
Chai Yu was slightly stunned, and before she could get up, she had already stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around his neck, bringing the two of them closer, and then found his lips.
Cold, wet, and eager.