Chapter 642: I know how to make trade-offs better than anyone else
However, Su Jin can still get some sleep, but Nangong Yu can't. After a night of tossing, it was already approaching the time of the early dynasty.
After Su Jin fell asleep, Ah Fu's father-in-law entered the house and began to serve Nangong Yu to freshen up and dress, and then went to the morning court.
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Outside the palace gates.
Tianyang finally sent the three of them out properly, Ye Luo thanked him and said goodbye, then turned around and left in a hurry.
Qiong Ming and Qing Yang followed, silent.
Tonight, it was the first time the two of them saw the queen of Chenguo, although they didn't know the depth of her medical skills, but after all, they saw what the queen of Chenguo looked like.
The two asked themselves that although they hadn't been in contact with many women, they had also seen the beauties of Luo Yuanguo. Princess Ye Xin is also the number one in Luo Yuanguo.
However, when the two of them saw Su Jin, they knew what it was to be shocking, if a fairy landed in the mortal dust, there was something incomprehensible in beauty.
Qiongming bit his lip and looked at Ye Luo, who was silent in front of him, worried in his heart. When he was in the Chenhua Palace, it was dark in the room, but he could clearly see the complicated expression on Ye Luo's face when he picked up the bone flute.
He has always been cold and arrogant, he has never said anything to any woman, nor has he ever given anything to any woman, not to mention, that thing is still a bone flute!
Qiong Ming remembered that when Ye Luo was ten years old, he was alone, fighting bloodily among hundreds of people.
For three days and three nights, when he desperately got the bone flute, he dragged the bone flute in his hand and was dying.
At that time, it was the cold winter season. After the war, it happened to be the fifteenth, and the cold on his body was running around, making him even more critical.
That night, snowflakes fell on Ye Luo. When Qiong Ming and Qing Yang picked him up from a pile of corpses, they only felt that he was cold, and his body was light and fluttering, like a dead person.
If it weren't for the fact that there was still a breath between his snorts at that time, Qiongming and Qingyang couldn't believe that he was alive at that time.
Later, they brought people back to the secret room in the mansion, declared that they were seriously ill, and closed the door.
And Qiongming was even more with him in the secret room, guarding Ye Luo for half a month. In that half a month, Ye Luo did it several times from the Ghost Gate, and he almost died in Huangquan. A big man in Qingyang, watching Ye Luo being tortured, cried a handful of tears and snot.
Half a month later, Ye Luo finally survived. It was only half a month of waste that made him lose his vitality, and after that, he lay on the sickbed for another month.
During that month, many Assassins broke into the palace, but they all failed to find Ye Luo.
Ye Luo said: Only the bone flute can help him avenge his mother.
He also said that only by sitting in the highest position and getting the supreme right can he accomplish what he wants to do. to be able to ...... Let his mother be at peace under the spring.
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Ye Luo is determined, and it is because of these things in his heart that he has survived the danger again and again.
However, who would have thought that even such a Ye Luo would not be able to escape a love word in the end. And what made Qiong Ming even more unclear was that in addition to the beauty of the queen of Chenguo, there were still those places that attracted Ye Luo, which made Ye Luo hand over the bone flute that he had desperately obtained into the hands of that woman.
How can she, what virtue can she do......
Come on, but still be able to care so much?
The pace of Qiongming's feet couldn't help but quicken, and he quickly came to his side, slowing down slightly as he was shoulder-to-shoulder.
"Luo Yan." He pursed his lips and stopped talking.
"That woman, is it worth it?"
Ye Luo's brows furrowed, and his pace slowed down.
Is it worth it?
Ye Luo also asked in his heart.
In fact, to be serious, she just saved her own life, and then the two lived under the same roof for a while. And the bone flute, but he exchanged his life for it, he knew very well what the role of the bone flute was, but at that time, he confidently and without hesitation sent things out directly.
"You haven't forgotten your mother's hatred, right?"
Ye Luo's brows furrowed, and his face became dark.
"The Ye Nala family has controlled the royal family for decades, and back then, your mother ......"
"I'll never forget it in my life!" Ye Luo opened his lips and coldly interrupted Qiongming's words. "In this life, I will personally take the blood of the Ye Nala family and sacrifice my mother concubine, so that my mother can rest proudly in the spirit of the sky!"
"But you...... Losing his soul ......"
"I just found my own peace at a certain moment."
Yes, at that time, when he lived with her in that courtyard, it was when he felt most comfortable. He has been living in the days of fighting and killing since he was a child, and he is used to that kind of bloody day, but he is also a little afraid.
Sometimes when he dreams back at midnight, looking at the wounds on his body, his heart is not only full of hatred, but also, after the hatred, the endless sense of emptiness.
And Ye Luo never said this to anyone.
He didn't feel the pain, and he didn't even feel the grief at first, and the numbness made him feel lost at times.
And Su Jin is like a ray of sunshine in his life. Simple, ordinary and bland.
So, every time she was in the courtyard to stir with herbs, he could stand aside and watch for a long time. Sometimes, when he was working with her on herbs, he felt that life was quiet, as if everything was supposed to be like this.
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So, after that, Ye Luo had a little reluctance for her, and he began to hope that when he was done, he would take her to his side and the two of them could live as if they were in that courtyard.
Simple, pure......
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The pace under Ye Luo's feet couldn't help but get faster and faster, so fast that he almost couldn't catch up. He bit his lip, and when he chased after him, he heard Ye Luo say in a low voice, "This is the first time, and it will be the last time, in the future, I will definitely not look back, and ...... Won't miss ......."
Qiong Ming's footsteps paused, and suddenly stopped. Qingyang, who was hurrying to catch up behind him, gasped a few times, and then panted and said, "Why are you walking so fast?!" It made me angry for a while......" He said a few words sullenly, and then asked, "Is Ye Luo okay?" I look at him...... He seems to like the tight ...... of Empress Chenguo"
"It's okay," Qiong Ming said, and suddenly laughed, "Qingyang, it seems that we have always been too careful, he is clear in his heart, and naturally he knows how to make trade-offs better than anyone else." In this way, how can you forget what you want to do because of a woman? ”
"Ah, you mean......" Qingyang opened his mouth to ask something, but Qiongming had already raised his feet again and walked forward quickly.