The interior on the third floor was quiet and quiet, and a few summer cicadas outside the window were mournfully singing and dotted with the slowly descending night, and the breeze was slowly wafting, teasing Uncle Jinghuang's clothes and his heart.

Aunt Ling settled down and returned here, what came into her eyes was the man's desolate back, lonely silence in the night, as if waiting quietly for his wife's husband, which made people feel inexplicably cold.

"Is there anything else going on at this late hour?" Aunt Ling's cold words made Uncle Jing Huang turn around in an instant.

"I'm tired, it's time to rest, and I've laid it out for you." The thin mandarin duck silk quilt spread out on the bed is red and bright in the moonlight.

Aunt Ling sat on the edge of the bed, and some words still had to be spread out to explain: "You saw Mi'er, that is the child of me and my senior brother, I don't want to mention the past, and now I ask you to raise your noble hand, although I can't get out of your control, but to fulfill my wish for the rest of my life, to see my daughter's healthy and happy life, no longer entangled by the Witch Gate, I will go back to the Medicine King Valley, you still don't have to be strong." ”

The handsome and charming face has faded out of all the anger, only a touch of sadness between the eyebrows that is too thick to dissolve.

"Back then, my departure was indescribably private, and I didn't know how to tell you for a while, and if I could, I would never have chosen to back down."

Aunt Ling's head of green silk was loosely curled up and hung down her shoulders, and there was no fat powder on her face. But there was a sickly whiteness, and those pearl-like eyes looked at him, full of devastation, and his slightly pursed lips trembled slightly.

"Since you want to keep your distance from me, since I can't help you ascend to the throne, since we have planned to hide a lot of things from the beginning, why should I be pregnant with a child, shameless in the face of my family, and in the face of the world's spit."

"When I was all lost, do you know that I desperately gave birth to a child before I went to seek death, but I was reluctant to take the child to the underworld to suffer, how sad the mother should be, in this life, I will not forgive you, please go back."

Aunt Ling restrained her resentment that was about to erupt, she wanted to be calm, use the power in Uncle Jinghuang's hands, solve the matter of the Witch Gate satisfactorily, and return her daughter to a free field.

On a moonlit night that was originally clear, a flash of lightning suddenly split the cold of the night, and instantly shone into the house, making the darkness instantly white, and even Aunt Ling's deathly gray face looked not surprising.

Lightning and thunder roared, just like this, without warning, the rain swept the earth with the wind, as if not letting go of any corner, the window lattice was blown crackling, Uncle Jinghuang's face was ugly.

He quickly moved the wheelchair, almost with a flutter to hold the trembling Aunt Ling into his arms, and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, with me, everything is up to me." ”

His slender five fingers, with distinct bones, rubbed his fingertips against Aunt Ling's back thinly, and his cautious expression seemed to be afraid of frightening her, and his bright eyes were overflowing with heart-wrenching pain, as if they were going to flow out anytime and anywhere.

Aunt Ling has been afraid of rainy days since she was a child, and after losing Aunt Ling, Uncle Jing Huang had some contact with the Witch Gu Gate, and suddenly realized that the people of the Witch Gu Gate, the high priest, are afraid of rainy days, which seems to be their curse.

Therefore, when the people of the Witch Gate go out, whenever they encounter a rainy day, they will set up an enchantment in the place where they live, a kind of smoke barrier, which even the veterans on the rivers and lakes cannot break.

Outside the window, the drizzle continued, the wind blew the leaves, swirled and lingered, and scattered into mud.

Unconsciously, Aunt Ling fell asleep like this, in her sleep, she was very unstable, and her frowning brows made Uncle Jing Huang very distressed, so he sat on the ground like this, holding Aunt Ling, so as not to let her body hit the ground and be disturbed by the cold air.

When Aunt Ling woke up hazy, it was already the middle of the night, the rain outside was still dripping, and Uncle Jing Huang's posture holding her was a little stiff.

Because of his leg injury, he couldn't walk and couldn't send her to bed, so he held her like this to prevent the cold on the ground from hurting her, so he sat cross-legged on the ground, and the soreness of his arm made Uncle Jing Huang open his eyes.

"You're awake, aren't you feeling well?" Aunt Ling got up and pushed the wheelchair right, and Uncle Jing Huang moved his sore legs and sat back in the wheelchair.

Aunt Ling watched him move his wheelchair towards the side of the stairs, at this time, Changying was not around, the stairs were very narrow, his martial arts could not be used, and he could not burn the ground safely.

"I'll be here tonight, and I'll spend the night." After saying that, Aunt Ling slept directly inside and let out the entire periphery of the bed.

Uncle Jing Huang was excited like a child, Ling'er took the initiative to leave him to bed, he rolled his wheelchair to the bedside, and in the blink of an eye, he lay down next to Ling'er, who was thinking about it, he closed his eyes and fell asleep with peace of mind, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the early morning, everything is silent, and a glimmer of light on the eastern horizon carefully infiltrates the azure sky.

There was a shallow smile on the corner of Aunt Ling's mouth, and her star-like black eyes flashed twice, and a crisp and beautiful voice like a yellow bird spit out from her rose-colored lips, gentle and graceful.

"Morning, trouble, let me go down."

Uncle Jing Huang slept alone every day and woke up alone. Staring at the tent man above his head, he imagined that one day, he could also sleep with his lover and slowly wake up in the morning sun together.

Something, slowly precipitating, condensed into a touch of warmth, melting his rock-cold heart.

"When I take care of things properly, I will uncover the fig leaf, and tell you the cause and effect of the matter, Ling'er, I only love you in my life, and I have never regretted it, and I will not abandon your mother and daughter.

Aunt Ling sat at the dresser, and he rolled his wheelchair towards her, step by step, with a clear echo in the silence of the morning. His muscular body, with an invisible tension and courage, seemed to be able to hold her back into his arms as soon as he stretched out his hand.

A "snap" broke the peace, and Aunt Ling threw the comb heavily on the dresser: "I'm hungry." ”

During breakfast, Mi'er chattered, and kept talking about the prosperity of the palace, as well as the clothes and toys she liked, all of which were readily available, and the fairy was silent, which was what Mi'er thought in the Medicine King Valley, but it was not realized.

The ancestral system of Yaowang Valley treats the sick and is paid according to their work, and they are not allowed to take advantage of people's danger and make ill-gotten gains. Family inheritance, thrifty housekeeping, no extravagance and waste.

Even if the Medicine King Valley has saved countless people, most of them have returned empty-handed, and the rich have never opened their mouths, in the Medicine King Valley, there are wheat fields, vegetable fields, pigs and chickens, and plenty of food and clothing.

The fairy is a man, who has been raised too calmly since he was a child, and treats things with no desire and no desires. But Mi'er is lively by nature, and she is a girl's family, so she is not too restricted.

Children are eager for the outside world, hoping that toys are all human nature, but it is the regent palace, rich and rich, as long as the world has it, can be included in its pocket, no wonder the world will compete for power, this is a thousand different treatment. Three k

Qing'er is treated very well in the Regent's Palace, and everyone in the palace knows that she is the regent's biological daughter, the only little master in the palace, the slaves and maids are very diligent, and even Changying Changyang and others are called righteous and bright, little masters.

The princess of the Jin Kingdom of Mexico is avoided in the Nansheng Kingdom, here, the regent is the largest, and it is naturally the title of the palace of the Shunyan, which makes the prince of Jin a little jealous.

Looking at a pair of daughters, the big one is smart and sensible, and the little one is lively and cute, and the smile on Aunt Ling's face has increased a few points.

"When are we going to the Witch Gate?"

"Let Changying go to send the worship post today, and go tomorrow. After a while, I will enter the palace and resign from my official position, and I will definitely come back before lunch, and in the palace, you will move around at will, and you will go out of the palace, and when I come back, we will go together. ”

"Although Nansheng Kingdom is peaceful, there are many disputes within the royal family, and I am worried that some people will wait for the opportunity to move, so you must be obedient."

Uncle Jing Huang analyzed the matter in a few words, and also cleverly explained his situation to Aunt Ling, although he is the regent, he has cold arrows in the shadows, and he needs to be on guard at all times.

King Jin disagreed: "Uncle Jinghuang, this king wants to take Qing'er to the neighborhood for a walk, as for the safety issue, this king can naturally guarantee it." ”

The tone was sour, and it was clear that he was resentful, Uncle Jing Huang looked down on his ability, although this is not the country of Mo, the prince of Jin can still protect his beloved.

"You don't want to act in vain, the army of the northern country is pressing the border, and the war with the Mexican country is about to break out, the position of the southern Shengguo and the two countries is unclear, once you want to make friends with the northern country, hold you, and the northern country is the best explanation, and the Mexican country will also give up all its efforts because of you."

Uncle Jing Huang is not alarmist, Nan Shengguo's position is unclear, many possibilities will be fulfilled, it is reasonable, and the prince of Jin must be a little restless.

Qing'er put a spring roll on King Jin's plate: "I think that if you follow the customs of the locals, according to Uncle Jinghuang's arrangement, we are guests, of course, we are guests." ”

A guest made Uncle Jing Huang frown, "You are not a guest, this is your home, don't say such things in the future." ”

King Jin was even more speechless, when his princess wanted to live here for a long time, she would naturally live with him.

The sun rose slowly, and wisps of warm and bright light entered the room through the screen window, Concubine Yin casually pulled a bun and wore a plain blue and white skirt, covered with a light blue gauze with gold thread hooks, looking beautiful, but in a hurry.

Rong Nan followed closely and walked towards the house where the eldest prince lived, and the little emperor watched everything with indifferent eyes.

The eldest prince's face was covered with tiny red spots, and the whole person was in a state of fever, with small white bubbles at the corners of his mouth, which made people feel heartache for a while.

Concubine Yin clenched her fists and suppressed the roar that was about to come out in her heart, a child who is more than a year old, her body has to bear this, she looked at the little emperor with puzzled eyes.

This man is really ruthless, even if he wants to send the eldest prince away, he doesn't have to let the child suffer so much.

There was a commotion from far to near, and Concubine Qi's crazy and hideous appearance made Concubine Yin subconsciously take a few steps back.

Concubine Qi rushed to the bed of the eldest prince, crying a lot, her son became like this, and being a mother was naturally heartbroken.

She turned her head suddenly, and glared at Concubine Yin fiercely: "Say, what did you do to the eldest prince?" My sister is really ruthless, if I accidentally offend my sister on weekdays, you can come to me, how can you be the most powerless child, are you still human? ”

Concubine Qi crusaded word by word, to return all the suffering of these days to Concubine Yin. Rong Nan pursed his lips and hugged Concubine Yin.

The little emperor was indifferent and let Concubine Qi cry. Concubine Yin was silent, this man was really dirty, and he didn't have the ability to settle Uncle Jinghuang, so he would cause trouble and make the Qi family and Uncle Jinghuang get into trouble.

It's a pity that the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, and Qi Shangshu is cunning and cunning, and he has not moved. Uncle Jing Huang was originally interested in the affairs of the imperial court, but now that his wife and daughter have returned, he naturally wants to live the joy of the countryside, where can he care about dealing with such a man.

Concubine Qi saw that the little emperor was making trouble with her and ignored her, which was actually a kind of indulgence for women.

She pounced on Concubine Yin in an instant, fortunately Rong Nan's eyes were quick and blocked in front of Concubine Yin, Concubine Qi was pulled away by the palace maids, and the little emperor turned around, with a hint of panic in his eyes: "Are you okay?" ”

Concubine Yin saluted slightly: "Concubine, I feel a little uncomfortable, so I will retire first." ”

In an instant, Concubine Yin suddenly didn't want to pretend, she felt tired, very tired, and without waiting for the emperor to speak, she had already turned around and took Rong Nan, as when she came, and went back quietly.

Looking at Concubine Yin's back, the little emperor was silent in his heart, this woman can't put her heart on him, after all, he is the master of this country, her man.

Concubine Yin lay on the bed again, Rong Nan was not at ease, "Niangniang, why don't you let the imperial doctor come over to check the pulse, your face is as pale as paper." ”

"It's okay, just lie down, you can go out." Concubine Yin closed her eyes, and the scene of playing in the courtyard when she was a child came to her mind, one scene after another, made her remember it vividly, Uncle Jinghuang, the god-like man, was engraved into her heart like this, and she could no longer extricate herself.

When she entered the palace, she wanted to cut off the root of her love, no longer think about what she couldn't get, she had to work hard to do her best, so that Uncle Jing Huang appreciated, even if it was just a little, she was satisfied.

However, the palace's deceit, right and wrong, made her haggard, and she was tired and wanted to sleep for a while.

The little emperor pushed the door open hard, and a wave of heat came to his face, mixed with a faint fragrance, like the fragrance on her body.

He is unwilling, why should the woman who moans tactfully under him pretend to be cold to him, his woman can only have him in her heart.

He ignored Concubine Yin's resistance, so in the early morning, regardless of the forcible force, he hugged her defenseless, he hugged Concubine Yin with satisfaction, and fell asleep deeply.

Concubine Yin listened evenly, the sound of her breathing, tears slipped through the corners of her eyes and dripped on the pillow, she was committed to this man in her life, there was no room for turn, even if she entered the underworld, she was no longer holy.