Gu Yu and others were sent to pack their luggage.

Xiao Tingchen sat on the Luohan couch in the wing room, resting his palms on the pulse pillow and letting Wu Song call the pulse.

"The emperor is too huhu," Wu Song said in a cold tone, "Fortunately, you have the blood of the Southern Xinjiang Emperor in your body, so you won't be killed by those highly poisonous red blood snakes." As the Ninth Five-Year Honor, the most taboo is to act impulsively, does this kind of thing still need a slave to remind him? ”

Xiao Tingchen put down his wide sleeves, "Anyway, I'm not dead now, and you don't have to put on such a loyal appearance." ”

"For the time being, although the dragon is healthy, there must be no next time. The emperor has now recovered his appearance, but the sequelae mentioned earlier still need to be paid attention to. 'Attaining eternal life in the form of old age' can really lead to eternal life? ”

Xiao Tingchen moved his arm indifferently, "Who can predict what will happen in the future?" Eternal life or something is not rare, rather than watching the people around you die one by one, it is better to live a vigorous life with them, and then die together. ”

Wu Song got up and chuckled, "Weichen didn't know that the emperor had such deep feelings for the people around him. ”

Xiao Tingchen raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Half an hour later, Gu Yu came in to report that the luggage and carriage had been packed.

Xiao Tingchen stepped out of the wing room and saw Su Jiu squatting on the peach blossom tree, nervously holding the branches.

The spring breeze was slightly chilling, rolling up her bedclothes and green silk, and she looked extremely thin and thin.

The little face was pale, and the deer's eyes were more and more dark and moist.

Xiao Tingchen then remembered that this girl seemed to have just recovered from a serious illness, and she couldn't help blowing the wind like this.

He walked under the peach blossom tree and grabbed a fallen flower at random, "Su Xiaojiu, you beg me, for the sake of the husband and wife in the past, I am willing to let you down." ”

Su Jiu's lips turned white from the cold, and his originally sober consciousness began to blur again, and even when he looked at Xiao Tingchen, he could only see two faint ghosts.

"Xiao Tingchen ......," she said softly, "don't make trouble." ”

Xiao Tingchen crushed peach petals.

He raised his eyes, the girl's eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was grievance hidden in his eyes.

His heart softened, he sighed softly and swept to the treetops, and skillfully hugged the girl's thin waist and led her to the ground.

The girl's feet were not covered with dust, and he carried her into the carriage.

The convoy drove out of Peach Blossom Valley and headed for Chang'an.

The wide carriage was very stable, Su Jiu was draped in a fluffy velvet blanket, drank two sips of hot tea, and gradually fell asleep on the soft pillow.

Xiao Tingchen sat opposite her with his cheeks crossed.

Staring at the girl's gaze, it was particularly deep and complicated, and for a long time, he sat down next to her in silence and lightly tucked the blanket for her.

The thin pearl white rabbit blanket envelops the girl's face, showing her delicate and charming complexion.

The man pinched the tip of her nose with his fingertips, "It's just a high fever, won't it be fine in a day or two?" You were born delicate, and you haven't recovered after recuperating for so long......"

He spoke in a teasing tone, and then kissed her on the cheek, resting her head comfortably on his shoulder.

Starry night journey.

When I was about to arrive at the border in southern Xinjiang, it was late at night.

Su Jiu slept very deeply this night, like falling clouds in a trance, the light of the stars flickered around, and countless ancestral heroic spirits appeared in the dream, looking at her expressionlessly.

Wandering and helpless, she ran desperately towards those ancestors, begging them to forgive her for burying the rivers and mountains of southern Xinjiang.

However, no matter how you run, even if you look at the distance between you and them, your outstretched fingertips still can't touch them.

Their faces were so gloomy and terrible, she knew they were blaming her for not holding on to her territory.

"I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

The girl broke down and cried in her sleep, and finally fell to her knees helplessly.

The spirits of countless ancestors came towards her.

Su Jiu slowly raised his little face full of tears, and saw an ancestor standing in front of her, gently stretching out his hand to her, "Let's go?" ”

Su Jiu wasn't sure if the ancestors were willing to forgive her, she trembled and tried to hold that hand, but there was a stern call from behind her.

Someone was calling her name, and one voice was quicker than the other.

Su Jiu turned around, and his mother stood far away outside the galaxy, staring at him anxiously.

"Xiaojiu, come back!"

Her voice was firm.

Wake up from a dream.

The wide carriage drove smoothly on the official road, and the sound of wheels and hooves of horses came faintly from the window.

The night breeze blows up the draped curtains.

It was late at night, the moon was floating and the stars were sinking in the night dome, and the occasional roar of wild beasts came from the rolling black mountains in the distance, startling a large flock of perched birds.

The pearl in the carriage is faint, and the light is very bright.

The fragrance of the mountains lingers on the tip of the nose, and there is still half a cup of residual wine on the sandalwood Buddha table.

Su Jiu rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, the dream just now made her very unsteady, and her whole body was weak and weak, as if she had experienced a catastrophe.

She took the cup of leftover wine and drank it down, the fiery and spicy liquor running down her throat, slightly relieving the irritability in her chest.

Putting down the wine cup, she saw Xiao Tingchen holding her waist with one hand and pilloping the other behind her head, leaning on the carriage to take a nap.

She reached out and slowly stroked the man's face.

She watched him, from childhood to the present, watching this face turn from youth to maturity, watching him ascend to the throne of the Ninety-Five from a widow who had nothing.

Actually, she really likes him......

A gentle smile appeared on Su Jiu's lips.

The wind in the field suddenly became stronger, it was the time of the cold spring, the cold wind into the bones made the girl can't help coughing violently, she quickly covered her mouth with an embroidered handkerchief, and after coughing, she saw that the handkerchief was stained with red blood.

She froze.

Hemoptysis?

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Tingchen's voice suddenly came from behind him, looking low and hoarse because he had just woken up.

Su Jiu held the embroidered handkerchief, "No, I didn't ...... much"

"I'm about to go out of southern Xinjiang, so don't give me any ideas to try to be a demon." Xiao Tingchen dragged her into his arms and hugged her to sleep from behind, "Be good, you can suffer less after you arrive in Chang'an." ”

Su Jiu was silent.

The embroidered handkerchief was held tightly in the palm of the hand and never let go.

The convoy crossed the river and passed through Jinling a month later.

Su Jiu leaned on the side of the car window and looked at the street, it was still a familiar street scene, she remembered several shops on Sanfu Street vividly, she often went to those shops hand in hand with Baojin and Nuanyue when she was young.

After passing through Sanfu Street and going around a few more streets and alleys, Su Jiu saw the entrance of Wuyi Lane from a distance.

It is a spring day, and the apricot blossoms of the tree at the entrance of the alley are blooming very well, reflecting the alley with black tiles and white walls, showing a bit of spring tenderness.

She really wanted to enter Wuyi Lane again, see the former Mingde Courtyard and Descending Heting, look at the low wall of the Xie family, see if her father-in-law was still in the ancestral house, and then go to the grave of her grandmother and the head of the house to worship......

She looked at it for a long time, turned to Xiao Tingchen seriously, and said tentatively: "Why don't you rest here for one night?" It's just one night, can it be done? ”