Chapter 459: Deserted and Fleeing
A month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the Fang Ming Pavilion is in full swing.
At the same time, other parts of the town began to expand, and inns, shops, houses, and restaurants came into being.
"It's noisy. The chairs that were wiped clean in the morning were covered with a thick layer of dust in the afternoon. "Xia Yu has been very angry lately, and he doesn't like anything.
He Lingyi lay on the bamboo recliner under the elm tree to recuperate, and was very unimpressed by his irritability: "I have time to go out for a walk and see what has become outside."
When I encounter something new, I come back to talk about it, so I don't always have to face me, a sick and weak person, locked up in this courtyard all day long, blind and blind. ”
Xia Yi was very aggrieved: "Master, either because I think you are sick and weak, or because I am not worth it for you, I feel that you are wronged."
You are so good to her, how can she do this to you? It's a white-eyed wolf with no conscience. ”
He Lingyi lost too much blood, and before she could get it back, her face was as pale as paper, and she couldn't help but smile when she heard the words:
"Xia Yu, how do you think she has a conscience? Come and greet me every day? Talk to me to relieve boredom? What if I like her more? ”
This is also a problem, Xia Yi knelt down in front of He Lingyi and begged him in a low voice: "Master, she and we are not on the same path, have you forgotten her?"
When you're healed, let's leave this place, shall we? No matter where you go.
Whether it's wandering the rivers and lakes, or going back to preside over the palace affairs, it's better than curling up here and forcing yourself to death. ”
He Lingyi closed her eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Xia Yi, but I can't leave now, wait a little longer, and take a look." ”
Even if the Fang Tea Pavilion is built, even if the tea ceremony exchange meeting with Dongling is held here, Chonghua can't come here from the capital at any time, and in a few years, who knows what kind of situation it will be?
There was a knock at the courtyard door, and the rough mother-in-law smiled: "Little Zhong Gongzi is here." ”
Xia Yi hurriedly stood up, collected his tears, and went to move a stool for Zhong Hao to get a book.
"Brother looks much better today."
Zhong Hao has been following Zhong Weiwei, Jian Wu, and Xu Han to run construction sites, city defense, and business studies recently, and successfully tanned himself, but he has also grown taller and stronger, and the childishness on his face is a little less, and he looks much calmer.
"Ah Yu is here." He Lingyi saw the changes in Zhong Hao's eyes, and she was both happy and a little unpleasant.
Zhong Weiwei is getting farther and farther away from him, and Zhong Hao has also grown up, and sooner or later he will have to leave his wings and fly higher and farther.
Zhong Hao respectfully handed over his homework to He Lingyi, and then motioned to the people behind him to come up: "This is a rice tailor who just came from Beijing, and the clothes on my brother's body are old, so it's time to make a few summer clothes." ”
The rice tailor has no white face, a rickety waist, laughs when he speaks, his fingers habitually warped into orchid fingers, and his voice is sharp and thin, and he knows that he is a eunuch at a glance.
It should be someone specially sent by Chonghua to serve Zhong Weiwei, but he thought thoughtfully and arranged such a thing for Zhong Weiwei to do.
Zhong Weiwei no longer has time to hurt the spring and autumn, and he has met many capable people, and his actions and words are very different from before, Chonghua is really becoming more and more cunning.
He Lingyi hooked the corners of her lips: "There is Father-in-law Lao." ”
The rice tailor was slightly surprised, but he didn't mean to deliberately hide it, so he beckoned the little eunuch who followed him to help, measured the size of He Lingyi, and hugged the fabric for him to choose.
The fabrics selected are all plain cotton and linen gauze, which is He Lingyi's usual preference.
It can be seen that someone has specially ordered it, and Zhong Yuan alone can't think of it, needless to say, it can only be Zhong Weiwei's arrangement.
He Rongyi calmly picked a few pieces of fabric, and did not mean to push.
After the rice tailor left, he asked Zhong Wei for the first time: "What is your sister doing at the moment?" I haven't seen her in days. ”
Zhong Hao was originally drinking water, but he was so frightened that he choked, and coughed several times before saying, "Sister went to the Eagle's Beak Stream construction site." ”
Suddenly thought that Zhong Weiwei hadn't come to see He Lingyi for seven or eight days, and he was a little embarrassed.
explained: "Sister has been too busy lately, and she has to catch up with the deadline. The tea ceremony exchange meeting is in late autumn, everything has to be rebuilt, and the people from the Beijing Fangdi Museum are also coming, so there are a lot of things to worry about, she ......"
He Lingyi looked at his expression and knew that he was already aware of the matter between himself and Chonghua and Zhong Weiwei, so he stopped his words:
"I'm not blaming your sister for not coming to see me, but I just heard that she worked too hard and was worried about her body."
"Oh......" Zhong Yuan was very reluctant to go, and said embarrassedly: "She's okay, she hasn't been sick for a long time." ”
He Lingyi nodded: "Take care of her, there are too many people pouring in, there are all kinds of people, and she likes to walk around, let her be careful." ”
Zhong Hao almost ran away.
He Lingyi half-closed her eyes and hummed a song softly.
I vaguely remember that I heard it when I was a child, the melody was sad and gentle, but who sang it to him, he couldn't remember, it was probably his mother who had been dead for many years.
Xia Yu ran over excitedly and reported: "Master! The little apprentice of the rice tailor just now brought us news.
Since you were injured, our people have been hiding in the shadows and waiting, finding Mu Xi's trace, and then passing the news to Elder Wen in the hall.
It was difficult to follow the Imperial Forest Army, and they didn't find an opportunity until near the capital, ambushed Mu Xi, and killed dozens of powerful men around him.
Most of the people who participated in the conspiracy last time died, and their bodies were dragged back and hung in the sect for public display. Elder Wen asked, when will the master go back to preside over the overall situation? ”
He Lingyi asked lightly: "What about Mu Xi?" ”
Xia Yi wilted suddenly: "Seriously injured, but he escaped, I don't know where to hide, but Elder Wen said that as long as he dares to show his head, he will definitely be corrected." ”
He Lingyi said: "Tell them that my wounds have not healed yet, and I am being targeted, and I can't leave this place for the time being." ”
There was a faint sense of frustration in his heart, and he felt like he was being led by Chonghua.
Even though he and Mu Xi are fighting for life and death, the fiercer the fight, the more beneficial it will be to Chonghua.
And at this moment, even if he wanted to leave this place, he couldn't.
Or, go back to the Kunlun Palace, be trapped and entangled by that group of people, go against your will, and never be free again.
Or, it was attacked and calculated by Mu Xi, who didn't know where to hide, and died in an unknown place.
He Rongyi rubbed her brows, and her mood became even worse.
Xia Yan saw his suddenly gloomy face, and said uneasily: "Or, I'll help my master go out for a walk?" Maybe what's new isn't necessarily there? ”
He Lingyi thought for a while and stretched out her hand to him: "Okay, let's go out for a walk." ”
It's also good to see what new tricks His Majesty the Emperor is playing, although no one has mentioned it to him, but he always feels that with Chonghua's ambition, he will definitely not be satisfied with just making a small fuss, just build a tea house here and hold a tea ceremony exchange meeting.
Zhong Weiwei didn't want to see him, so he wouldn't go to block her, but if he wanted him to disappear, it couldn't. (To be continued.) )