Chapter 53: Misunderstanding and Drunkenness (1)
"Interesting?" Zhao Xiangling walked alone on the road, and laughed twice, "It's extremely boring." β
It is impossible to distinguish between what is true and what is false. Maybe it's all fake, whether it's Qinghua who has been with me for six or seven years, or someone else, they all have a purpose and ulterior motives.
Back at Qifeng Palace, Zhao Xiangling sat on the couch, took out a large pot of wine from under the bed, and slapped it on the table.
She smiled: "It's still a drunken solution to a thousand sorrows." β
With one hand on the table, the other hand holds the pot, and the wine enters the throat with the head up, the coolness is diffuse, and the spicy sensation makes people feel refreshed.
Squinting, Zhao Xiangling felt that he was temporarily out of those annoying things. It's rare to be confused, it's rare to smell the familiar medicine......
Raising his head, Zhao Xiangling frowned: "What are you doing here?" β
Sure enough, it's a face that I don't want to see right now. Sure enough, the authorities here couldn't stop him at all.
Li Ruiqing snatched her wine jug and whispered: "Your Majesty, a hangover should have a headache tomorrow." β
Over his shoulder, Zhao Xiangling saw that it was dark outside, and it was already night.
Squinting his eyes and snatching his wine jug, Zhao Xiangling snorted coldly: "Who are you, dare to snatch my wine." β
In front of him, Zhao Xiangling raised his head and took another big sip of wine, raising his eyebrows and provocatively.
"Your Majesty." Li Ruiqing sighed lightly, "The blue and white flowers are no big problem, you have to go to court tomorrow, you can't ......"
"You can't get drunk?" Zhao Xiangling snorted coldly, slapped the wine jug on the table, and poured a table of wine, "Zuo Xiang, who do you think you are?" Why are you interfering in my life? β
Li Ruiqing just pretended not to hear, put away the wine jug poured on the table for her, and brushed away the wine poured on her clothes.
"Li Ruiqing!" Zhao Xiangling got up and took a step back and glared at him, "Tell me, why don't you leave!" Why don't you get out of here! β
Li Ruiqing's hand fell into the air, and he didn't have time to withdraw it, so he froze in place.
"Can't you go? Isn't it good to be your cabinet master? Why do you have to wade into this troubled water! Why stay here and can't live with me! β
"Your Majesty." Li Ruiqing said, "You're drunk, it's better to rest early......
"What else would you say besides that!" Zhao Xiangling snorted coldly and brushed away the hand he stretched out again, "Li Ruiqing, yes, I am reluctant to kill you, but it doesn't mean that I will never be reluctant!" β
"Today, you have seen it today, today is blue and white, tomorrow it will be a waiter, a right minister, and anyone! I can also give you real dove wine, and I will actually put a knife on your neck! β
"You tell me, why don't you go! Why don't you leave no matter how much I chase you! β
Standing on the edge of the cliff by himself is a helpless choice, but he is not, he can have a firm foothold on the rivers and lakes, and he can get away with this life, but why does he want to join the court, and he wants to be the left minister of this public target!
"The minister's duty does not allow the minister to leave halfway." Li Ruiqing replied.
"Li Ruiqing, do you think you are particularly great, do you feel that you have a heavy task? Do you think I have to have you? β
"I don't dare." Li Ruiqing said.
"Li Ruiqing!" Zhao Xiangling grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer to him: "You know what? The way you look is really disgusting. β
Obviously, he hated these things the most in the past, and he didn't like the wind and rain in the court, why has he become the person he hates the most now!
"Yes." Li Ruiqing hung his head, hiding in the shadows, unable to see the expression on his face.
"Yes! Li Ruiqing, I hate you, I hate you very much! Zhao Xiangling sneered and lay on the table, "You go, I want to stay alone for a while." β
After a long time, Li Ruiqing replied: "Your Majesty will rest first, and the ministers will let Qingyun in." β
With that, he jumped out of the window and didn't look back.
Zhao Xiangling looked at his back, only lying on his stomach in a different direction, his face pressed against the cold table.
How could he understand that as he grew more powerful, more and more eyes stared at him.
There is only one person on the left, so it's best to knock it down, how many eyes are looking at that position? How many people are thinking about it?
Once Li Ruiqing's life experience is discovered by someone with a heart, he will definitely not be able to protect him. So the best ending is to let him go back to his Sword Shadow Pavilion now and become his Sword Shadow Pavilion Master.
As for him plotting to kill himself...... Whether it's true or not, there's no need to pursue it further.
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On the eaves of Wutong Palace, a person sits alone, the moonlight is cold and thin, and it looks more and more deserted on his handsome face.
Li Ruiqing hung his legs and looked down at the entire palace. The highest side is the Taihe Palace, where the daily early dynasty is.
The Taihe Hall is solemn and solemn, but there is no light under the moonlight, only the shadow of the tree is sparse, eerie and terrifying.
Why is he here? He thought that Zhao Xiangling should be clear in his heart.
The court was indeed difficult, and it was precisely because of the difficulty that he was reluctant to let her stay alone on the cold and precious dragon chair.
How could he not know that she was unwilling to wade into this troubled water by herself? But how did he not go? How can you sit idly by?
She didn't seem to think so. She just wanted to leave on her own.
How could he leave? Leave her alone to face this?
Zhao Xiangling, as a woman, has been questioned, and her mother's position is played out little by little, which is convincing, but she is not.
Except for the resoluteness when dealing with the change three years ago, in the eyes of everyone, she is still a little girl who is ignorant of the world and sometimes messes around.
Li Ruiqing remembered what Zhao Xiangwan had said to him before leaving.
At that time, he stood on the wall with his sword in his hand, looking at the deep palace, and stared at his eyes with reluctance: "Li Ruiqing, Xiang Ling has not enjoyed a day of family reunion, so you have to take care of her more." β
"She doesn't have any bad intentions, and she's always thought about others, I can't help but get out of here, you know, but don't tell her."
"Take care of her for me, don't let her be bullied again."
Hanging his head and looking at the tips of his shoes, Li Ruiqing smiled bitterly. Yes, he has come to where he is today step by step, and there is not a day that he is not in prison, and there is not a day that he has not had a crisis. But in the end, what I got was hate.
She hated herself, she said.
Li Ruiqing's eyes seemed to be a little red. He didn't understand why he couldn't do one thing alone when he had only done one thing in his life.
He squatted behind him, watched him blow the wind for two hours, and finally couldn't help but say, "Master......"
Li Ruiqing turned his head and said calmly: "Go to the wine shop outside the palace and bring me some wine." β
"Now?" The wood was stunned.
"Now." Li Ruiqing replied.
Zhimu frowned and whispered: "But master, you can't ......"
"Go."
Li Ruiqing raised his head, the moonlight was bright, and the night was about to fall. Most places in the palace are not bright, and even the Qifeng Palace, which was bright in the past, has turned off the lights, and it looks like it is about to rest.
There is only the moon in the blue sky, there are no stars, and I don't know how many points of light lurk under the brightness of the moonlight, waiting for the clouds to obscure the moon, and then shine brightly.