Chapter Eighty-Eight: Ten Years of Traces, Ten Years of Heart
"It's great that you're back safely, just a lot sooner than I expected." Painting thirteen lips pale, slowly poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yin Chenglian.
"I can't rest assured of you. I finally entered the palace, and I am not by your side, who knows what Zhou Rong will do to you. Yin Chenglian frowned deeply and couldn't stretch, and sighed deeply helplessly, "I'm sorry, I'm still late." You've been... I've been poisoned......"
Hua Thirteen raised his eyes to look at Yin Chenglian's expression of pain, and smiled faintly: "You can't come back, what's the difference?" Can you stop Zhou Rong, can you stop me? β
Yin Chenglian was puzzled, his eyes widened and he looked at the indifferent painting thirteen, he stayed for a long time, and suddenly said in surprise: "Bai, you, what do you mean by this?" Is this poison something you are willing to suffer? β
A light smile climbed on the lips of Hua Thirteen, took a sip of tea silently, and said quietly: "Zhou Rong is narrow-minded and cautious, he failed to attack me smoothly before the Qingping banquet, so at the banquet, he will never let me be safe and sound." Because, he was afraid, he was too afraid. β
"So, you know he's going to poison you?" Yin Chenglian shook his head again, "No... How do you know he's going to poison him again......"
At the banquet, the tea cone around his waist was missing. It turned out that over the years, the water poison dragon had been carried by him and showed people everywhere. Hua Thirteen couldn't help but smile and shook his head, remembering Hua Ling, who was abandoned in black ink by Zhou Rong, "It's a pity that I couldn't save my life by telling my old friend in the painting garden about this." β
"Who is this person? Why didn't he come sooner for such an important clue? Yin Chenglian was inevitably a little impatient.
Hua Thirteen swallowed his throat, he couldn't help but think of Gonggong Wei's words, and his eyes darkened: "A character accidentally bumps into something that shouldn't be seen, if he doesn't see someone returning for this matter, who would risk his life to speak for the dead in this place where everyone is in danger and everyone protects themselves?" β
Yin Chenglian didn't ask any more, he was silent for a long time, and the anger that overflowed his brows had turned into a kind of hidden pain and sorrow at the first sight of the sky.
"Bai, in this way, you already knew in advance that Zhou Rong would poison you? Why don't you avoid it? You can avoid it, can't you? Yin Chenglian suddenly had a bright light in his eyes, and he jumped up in shock by one of his thoughts, "Bai, are you not poisoned at all?" You must have dodged it if you were so smart, didn't you! β
Looking at Yin Chenglian's longing eyes, Hua Thirteen couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and lowered his eyes faintly: "At that time, I asked Father-in-law Wei to do me a favor, and I asked him to exchange the ink ingots distributed to me and Zhou Rong, because Uncle Feng, he had witnessed Zhou Rong mixing poison into the ink ingots back then. β
"But you're wrong, aren't you? After all, you haven't escaped the same fate as your uncle......" Yin Chenglian was deflated, but he always felt that something was not right.
"Nope. I guessed it. "The eyes of the thirteenth are dark, and the color is deep," Zhou Rong has not used the double nesting method in the more than ten years since he drew the landscape map with the map of the medicine mountain. He is first and foremost a ruthless person, and he will definitely choose the most thorough method to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but at the same time, he is also a person of heart, even if he chooses the same strange poison as back then, he will not repeat the old tricks, so that I have a chance to escape. Sure enough, I guessed right. β
"What's the use, you guessed right? You're still poisoned! Why don't you-" Yin Cheng practiced the words to his lips, but swallowed them stiffly, he swallowed heavily in his throat, and looked at Hua Thirteen with wide eyes in disbelief, "Bai, you... Are you... Did you deliberately let Zhou Rong succeed? You didn't even want to hide? β
Hua Thirteen raised his eyes and glanced at Yin Chenglian with some surprise, he was not surprised by Yin Chenglian's words, but surprised that he had only seen him for a few days, and Yin Chenglian's brain had improved a lot. He drank his tea silently and did not answer a word.
Yin Chenglian knew the answer, his bright eyes went out like a lamp wrapped in the dark night, and he said in a daze: "Are you afraid, your evidence and your victory are not enough to completely bring down Zhou Rong, so you took your own life to add chips to this last game, is that so, Bai?" β
Hua 13 raised the teacup, made a toast to Yin Chenglian, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Your Highness, if you were me, if it weren't for you, what would you do?" β
Yin Chenglian gritted his teeth, a thin deep line appeared in the center of his deeply locked eyebrows, he opened his mouth slightly, and pursed his lips helplessly: "I... I do not know...... I can't imagine what sustained you to stay alone for 10 years. I... I've been in the last 10 years... But nothing was done... I can't imagine ......."
Hua Thirteen blinked faintly, and looked at Yin Chenglian with a wistful gaze: "Orange, do you remember when we went out hunting with the emperor?" β
"Of course I do." Yin Chenglian had never forgotten that Hua Thirteen had risked his life to save him from the hands of the black bear, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I also mentioned this matter to Tianyu." β
"Then has she ever been with you, when I went back, I was so scared that I didn't dare to close my eyes for three days and three nights, and I cried all night." Painting Thirteen pursed his lips and recalled with a smile.
"How is that possible? I thought that although you were silent at the time, you had a stubbornness in your heart, and you were not afraid at all......" Yin Chenglian shrugged his eyebrows, not knowing whether to be sad or happy.
"I'm afraid. I was so scared that I was going to die before I died. Drawing Thirteen swallowed his throat and paused, "So I find that this fear is easier to overcome and more worth overcoming than death." Since death is inevitable, I am not afraid of losing my life. I'm just afraid that I will fall short. β
The last sentence seemed to exhaust all of Hua Thirteen's strength, and he took a deep breath and slowed down, letting Yin Chenglian stand aside and be stunned unacceptably. Yin Chenglian couldn't understand the choice of painting thirteenβespecially if he could.
After the two of them were silent for a long time, Yin Chenglian's bitter face suddenly appeared with a wry smile: "Bai, you are always cynical to me." But now it seems that the most cynical and indifferent prodigal son is you. β
"The Prodigal Son?" Painting Thirteen raised his eyes in surprise, and after facing Yin Chenglian's eyes for a moment, he looked at the moonlight outside the window, slowly breathed a long sigh of relief, and smiled lightly, "The cold moon and cold pond are all looking forward to it, and it has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart." β
"Bai, serious, you tell me seriously, Miss Jingmo is a pharmacist with excellent medical skills, right? You were saved by her from a poisonous attack in the main hall. She treats you with affection and will definitely do her best to cure you, right? "Instead of Yin Chenglian asking questions, it is more like making a wish and praying.
Painting Thirteen shook his head: "Before this, she had a fellow disciple, who was also hit by the Water Poison Dragon, because the dose was lighter, so she had been breathing for many years, and Jingmo had nothing else to do but take care of it. Because of the water poison dragon from the hands of a generation of pharmacists, no one in the world can solve it, and his apprentices are helpless. β
"No, it won't... How so... You obviously haven't been back for a long time, and I have just been re-summoned by my father, and in the future, there are still many things waiting for you to help me plan, and you will definitely be fine......" Yin Chenglian said stupidly.
"Perhaps, everyone has their own path to follow." Painting Thirteen sighed faintly, "Master's revenge, I made Zhou Rong's hands lose both hands, and his life will be lost in a few days." After all, there is no one in the Jiang faction, Xinglin Valley has long been destroyed, and those who do evil and suffer will all turn into a handful of loess and disappear with the wind. β
"White! What is this? Is that what you feel about in the end? Do you think you've seen it all? Yin Chenglian was a little unaccustomed to seeing his friend's depressed appearance, "Have you ever heard a sentence that people have metabolism, and they come and go." Even if everything ceases to exist, it doesn't mean that it will be a void in the end. I will devote all my life to the prince and save your life, and you will definitely survive. Yin Chenglian's expression was as determined as a rock.
Hua Thirteen looked at Yin Chenglian with a wry smile, a wave surging in his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he provoked another topic: "By the way, what about the long machine?" Since your return, everyone has returned to the Prince's Mansion, but they have not seen the long plane. β
Yin Chenglian said with a sullen "um": "When I was in Yunnan, he wanted to kill me." β
Painting thirteen eyebrows, his heart jumped, and his heart tightened: "What's the matter?" Are you hurt? β
Yin Chenglian shook his head and smiled back with a calm smile: "At that time, we were camped in the Yunnan wasteland, and one night, while I was asleep, I was awakened by the sound of fighting. When I opened my eyes, I found that Nagaki's sword was pointed directly at my throat, but fortunately, Suzaku shook his whip and repelled Nagaki, and after that night, Nagaki never appeared again. β
"And after that? Since he wanted to kill you, and he did it in a grand manner, he would definitely not give up after being discovered. Painting Thirteen frowned deeply, worried.
Yin Chenglian nodded: "There was another time after that, it was outside the camp." The long plane wanted to take advantage of the change of guards, but fortunately, Suzaku appeared in time, and the long plane was defeated and fled. Later, the guards around me were strengthened, and he never returned. β
"Suzaku twice?" Hua Thirteen couldn't help but be slightly surprised, "It seems that she really guards your safety wholeheartedly." What about the long machine? Has he returned to Beijing? Have you talked to the emperor about this? β
Yin Chenglian shook his head, swallowed his throat and said, "I don't know if he has returned to Beijing or where he is." I also wanted to tell my father about it directly, but Mr. Shi stopped me. β
"Mr. Shi? Is it the Guangling man I asked General Zhang to take you to Jiangnan to findβGu Shishi? "Although it is reasonable, it is also unexpected.
"Exactly." Yin Chenglian explained, "Mr. Shi, Changji is the person who should be Chengzhao, although he is determined to kill me, but in the end we did not capture him. The so-called beating the dog to see the master, Ying Chengzhao is the emperor's most trusted and most important minister at this time, if he bites back, I don't know what will happen to my status that has just been restored. β
Painting Thirteen nodded faintly: "Mr. Shi is indeed far-sighted, can you take me to meet this Mr. Guangling tomorrow." β
Yin Chenglian nodded, and at this time, there was a sudden knock on the door with a fiery "knock" outside the door, and Zhang Yueheng didn't have time to open the door, so he shouted:
"Your Highness, it's too bad! Zhou Rong is dead! He committed suicide in prison! β