112. Believe me
King Chilie would rather die by himself than exchange the lives of those who left their homeland and died for the sake of the great cause of his family and country for his son.
Princess Yin woke up after fainting, without saying a word, and lay on the bed all day, and King Chilie didn't know how to face her, so he also stood outside the door all day.
Finally, he decides that he must tell her his choice.
King Chilie entered the house and knelt in front of Princess Yin, "Long Xuan, if you hate me, you can resent, I can't do this." ”
Princess Yin looked at him, her eyes were poignant but firm, "Brother Yi, after so many years, don't you know me?" Even if you wanted to, I wouldn't say yes. ”
"I will find a way to save Cheng'er back, even if I fight for the position of the prince and my life, I must keep Cheng'er safe."
Princess Yin closed her eyes tiredly and shook her head, "The city is thousands of miles away, and it is in his hands, and the whip is beyond reach." ”
King Chilie was silent, but still very firm, "I will save him back." ”
Princess Yin suddenly sat up from the bed and helped King Chilie, "I haven't had a drink with you for a long time, come have a drink with me." ”
King Chilie knew that Princess Yin was unloving, so he was willing to drink with her, or drink poison.
Princess Yin raised her glass and stared at the sake, "Brother Yi, you have been good to me since you were a child, and you are the most grateful person in my world." ”
She handed the glass to King Chilie, and he drank it all. "The happiest thing in my life is that I can be good to you, and you are willing to give me the opportunity to be good to you for a lifetime."
Princess Yin poured the wine and handed it to him again, "The only thing I regret is that I realized too late and hurt you." Brother Yi, I'm sorry. ”
King Chilie's fingers pinching the wine glass turned white, "Dragon, don't say such things to me. You have come to me, and the greatest wish of my life has been fulfilled. If you want to blame, you can only blame me for not protecting you. ”
The wine in the glass was drunk again.
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Yin Longyu recalled that there was a young man in Tsing Yi who was urged by the female official to return to the palace, and while reluctantly climbing into the carriage, he shouted at her, "I will come to you next time, and I will definitely bring you martial arts cheats next time!" ”
King Chilie fell asleep on the table, in his dream, the catkins were all over the sky, on the city wall, a teenager hung in the air, and an eight or nine-year-old girl stood under the city wall and shouted at him: "Hey, are you a hero?" ”
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King Chilie pounded his head, last night's wine was particularly strong, and he actually fell asleep after a few glasses. Supported to sit up from the bed it was already dawn outside he subconsciously looked at the place where princess yin was sleeping inside there was no one there but there was a letter.
King Chilie's premonition was suddenly very bad.
Disassembled, a thin piece of paper, just two lines of words.
Brother Yi, I will bring him back to Cheng'er.
Don't be impulsive, be patient, and trust me.
The Red Flame King was like a bolt from the blue. Yin Longyan drunk him and went to Dingguo alone.
He was almost going crazy, after losing Ning Jincheng, he couldn't lose Yin Longcheng anymore, he couldn't wait to immediately step on a flying horse and chase his wife back.
But in the end, he couldn't help it, Yin Longyu was unrestrained and reckless and impulsive when he was young, but after marrying him, his temperament was already calm, and he has always been calm in trouble, so how could he go to death alone without any chance of winning?
He read and read the letter, don't be impulsive, be patient, trust me.
Yin Longyu knew what he would do when he woke up, but she asked him to be patient, so there must be a reason for doing so.
Trust me...... Countless images flew in King Chilie's mind, and what did she want me to believe him...... First Literature
Suddenly, King Chilie thought of something, stood unsteadily for a moment, staggered two steps, and helped him to the wall.
Could it be......
Is that actually the case......
Ning Xiangzhi came in from outside, saw his father's dejected appearance, and hurriedly said to King Chilie: "Dad, mother, where has my mother gone?" ”
King Chilie approached, stroked his daughter's head, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "Don't worry, wait for your mother to come back, believe her." ”
Yun Dongliu searched for five days before finding two clothes for smallpox patients, and personally supervised his subordinates to tie the clothes to Wang Erya and Ning Jincheng.
In order to prevent infection, he and his subordinates were covered in ointment and wrapped themselves tightly in several layers of overcoats. When he came out, he burned all the clothes he wore and took several medicinal baths.
Yun Dongliu almost felt like he was going to be washed off a layer of skin, but in order to prevent smallpox infection, these were necessary procedures.
The next thing is to wait until ten days later to see how the two are doing.
Unfortunately, he did not wait until the tenth day. The next day, while he was sitting in his study looking at his newly acquired ancient book, his servant knocked on the door and reported: "Sir, there is a woman outside who wants to see you, saying that she is your old friend." ”
Yun Dongliu didn't raise his head, he didn't remember that he had any middle-aged women's deceased.
"She said her name was Lin Jianniang......"
The door of the study was pushed open with a "bang", Yun Dongliu's face turned pale, and he squirmed his lips, as if he suspected that he had dementia and heard it wrong, "What did you say her name was?" ”
That subordinate had never seen Yun Dongliu like this, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, "She, she said her name is, Lin Jianniang." ”
Yun Dongliu crashed into the person in front of him and ran towards the door like crazy. Memories rushed upon him like a tidal wave, drowning him and suffocating him.
He suddenly felt that the National Teacher's Mansion was too big, why did he run for so long and hadn't finished running, if it was too late, and that person disappeared again, what should he do.
Thankfully, she's still around. After 20 years, Yun Dongliu suddenly had the courage to cry again, and he kept repeating the same sentence in his heart: She didn't die, it turned out that she really didn't die.
Yin Longyu smiled coldly at Yun Dongliu, who had lost his soul, "Isn't Master Yun going to invite me in to catch up on the past?" ”
From the gate to the innermost back hall, Yun Dongliu felt that the road was too close, and he walked it all at once, so he didn't have time to introduce these rare flowers he had cultivated over the years.
He remembered that she liked them the most. Every time she saw something she didn't know, she would always bring a small pot to ask herself what kind of flowers it was, saying that in the future, she would plant flowers in the courtyard of her home, and wake up in the fragrance of flowers every day.
But Yin Longyu didn't look at these flowers.
Yun Dongliu was a little panicked, he had imagined countless times that one day, she would come back and see how happy she would be to see the courtyard of these flowers.
But she didn't.
"Jiao Niang, these flowers are all planted for you."
Yun Dongliu's tone was unexpectedly flattering, and Yin Long was stunned for a moment. "I don't like that."
"You used to like it!"
Yin Longyu glanced at the sea of flowers, "I've never liked it." At that time, in order to talk to a person a few more times, I lied to him and said that I liked it, so that he would take the time to tell me what kind of flowers those flowers were and how to raise them. ”
Yun Dongliu stayed in the middle of the courtyard for a while, and then suddenly woke up, "It's okay, it's okay if you don't like it, I'll ask someone to shovel them all immediately, as long as you come back...... Just ......"
"Yundongliu!"
Yin Long said: "You don't have to be like this, I can't lie to you more than this." I lied to you, I don't call Lin Jianniang. ”