Chapter 116: Old Memories Become Paintings (13)
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Hearing this, Yue Lingyu raised her head suddenly, a little incredulous, and a wave of autumn waves flowed, as if it was about to drip water.
Qin Lan's heart was as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat's claws, staring at the woman in front of her, her eyes seemed to be a little tired, "Lingyu hasn't returned to Yueying for a long time, and she is bored in Donglai all day long, she must be homesick, I will take a letter of resignation, and ask your brother Yue Lingyu to send someone to pick it up, how about it?" β
"You, you're going to drive me away, at this time?" Yue Lingyu looked at her husband in surprise, her eyes full of disbelief.
"No, Listen to the rain, it's not what you think." Qin Lan looked at Yue Lingyu with disappointed eyes, and when she came, she thought of good words, such as saying that she hadn't returned for many years and missed her hometown, but she choked when she came to her mouth. "I ......" Qin Lan turned around, brushed her sleeves in embarrassment, and turned into a long sigh.
Yue Lingyu stepped forward, walked to the front of the case, stroked the unfinished splendid rivers and mountains for a moment, raised her eyes and smiled at the resolute back and asked, "Oh? So how is it. β
"Don't ask." Qin Lan waved her hand, closed her eyes and said sadly, "It's me who is sorry for you, Ling Yu." He turned around and pulled the shoulder of the woman in front of him, "Listen to me, you can only be safe when you return to the moon cherry." β
"It's just a March siege, and the ammunition is gone?" Yue Lingyu turned her head to meet Qin Lan's gaze, and the wolf smoke and beacon flames burning all over the city were swept away by her so inadvertently, "So what?" The bright woman asked rhetorically, her slightly raised eyebrows revealed a hint of perseverance, and her voice was still light, "The worst thing is to die in a foreign country, what else can you do?" β
"Listen to the rain!" With a soft shout, Qin Lan was a little surprised, stepped forward and grabbed the shoulder of the woman in front of her, and smiled bitterly, "So you know everything." β
Yue Lingyu slowly leaned on his shoulder, and Qiu Bo said tactfully, "Yes." I know it all, so what? β
"Ha," Qin Lan waved his hand with a wry smile, "Don't talk about this." Before the words fell, he picked her up horizontally, put her on the couch, leaned over the bulging belly and listened to it a few times, and her eyebrows and eyes suddenly bloomed with a colorful smile, a little happy, "Listen to the rain." He's still moving! You listen! β
Yue Lingyu reclined on the couch, the corners of her lips were raised, and she smiled gently. The sun of the first glow shone on her body. It's so quiet and serene.
A few nights later, Qin Lan, the prince of Donglai, never came again.
Five days later, on a snowy night. It was a night when snow covered the palace walls and snow urged the plums. The cold wind caused the snow to fly, shaking the branches and plums. The sky was overcast. Even the last trace of starlight was hidden, leaving only the red wall and the shadow of the deep palace lamp.
The King of the Moon Sakura has long since "died of illness", and the Prince of the Moon Sakura Yue Lingyu naturally inherited the throne. When he first came to the throne, there were always some trivial and complicated things left by the previous dynasty that needed to be dealt with, and Yue Lingyu sat in front of the desk at this time, rubbing his temples. Looking at the shadow of the red candle in front of me, it gradually became drifting away. He tapped his head a few times, and woke up. Fang realized that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he took a nap a little.
It's tiring! Yue Lingyu stretched her body, shook her head and sighed that the king was not good, while hammering her shoulders and yawning. I want to get up.
The closed palace door was slowly pushed open, making a soft creaking sound. Yue Lingyu was annoyed in her heart, and when she heard it, she turned into resentment, and before she could turn around, she shouted angrily, "Who is so presumptuous, and broke in directly without notification?" I really don't know how to count etiquette! β
The woman's soft voice sounded behind her, with a touch of desolation, Yue Lingyu lowered her head and said softly, "Brother Wang." β
"Huh?" Yue Lingyu raised her head, put her finger on the fold in front of her, and knocked it slowly a few times, without looking back, she knew who the woman behind her was. I thought to myself, how could she come here?
"Little sister is here." A wicked smile crept up the corners of Yue Lingyu's lips and opened inch by inch. Then he raised his hand and pulled the people on his side back.
Yue Lingyu had a big belly and was unable to move, and staggered around in front of him.
"Congratulations, little sister." Yue Lingyu glanced at her bulging abdomen, "You're happy." β
"yes." Yue Lingyu raised her eyes and spread her hands helplessly, "Prince Donglai's." β
She squinted at the corner of the jade case, the crumpled paper that had been pressed down, and the petals were still showing red. Yue Lingyu took out the paper, looked at it slowly, and there was a bit of sadness in her eyes, she took a step back, a little disappointed, "It turns out, it turns out that you received it." β
Yes, he had already received it, received Yue Lingyu's call for help, and received a blood letter from his little sister asking Yue Ying to send troops. The color of blood faded from the thin paper, but he chose to remain indifferent.
"Well, I got it." Yue Lingyu raised his head, stared at the woman in front of him, and a chuckle appeared in the crook of his eyebrows, he leaned back on the chair, spreading his hands indifferently, "However, I didn't say yes." β
Yue Lingyu closed her eyes, two lines of tears fell suddenly, and then she knelt on her knees, "Brother Wang, brother and sister, help me with this, I really have nothing to do." β
Yue Lingyu got up, frowned, and a chuckle suddenly broke out at the corner of her mouth, "Remember the last time, when did you beg me like this?" He raised his hand to touch the long-lasting wound on his face, and smiled slyly, "At that time, I was kind enough to help you up, but I left such a deep wound, and now that I think about it, I have palpitations." β
Yue Lingyu smiled bitterly, "At that time, you were still the prince, but now, you are already the king." She raised her eyes and called out in a sad voice, "Can't you say anything?" β
"Tell me, what is the benefit of sending troops to me and to Yueying?" Yue Lingyu's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, just like in the past, as warm as the spring breeze. He raised his hand and pointed to the letter in front of him, "Qin Ying promised me ten cities in exchange for Yueying's temporary neutrality, you say, is Yueying suitable for entering the war at this time?" β
"Haha." With a wry smile, Yue Lingyu got up abruptly and shook her head slightly, "It seems that this time, I have come to the wrong place." β
She flicked her sleeves and took a few steps forward. In fact, this result had been expected before she came, but there was still a faint hope in her heart, hoping that he could take into account the love of the past and lend a hand. It's just that the eldest brother who has long abandoned the love of father and son, how could the love of brother and sister get into his eyes? She is really naΓ―ve and ridiculous, and she is trying to seek skin with the tiger.
"Why, don't stay?" Seeing that she wanted to leave, Yue Lingyu stood up and asked in a low voice, "Qin Lan is gone, do you want to go back to accompany the funeral?" Or......" his tone paused a few times, "Qin Ying has a soft spot for her little sister, so she might as well go with him." On that day, you also made a fuss about not wanting to go to Donglai, didn't you have a good time this time? Why not try a different way of life? β
Yue Lingyu's tears, petals fell on the red carpet of the palace, looked back slightly, and said awe-inspiringly, "What does this have to do with you?" β
"Sister Wang came from afar to visit relatives, how many more days will she stay?" Yue Lingyu heard the cold voice coming from afar, raised her hand and tried her best to cover her mouth, but she couldn't hide a sad cry anymore, "Put away your words," she raised her tears, but never looked back, "No need." β
The frightened figure put on his cloak, pushed the door open, staggered, and was drowned in a snowstorm.
Yue Lingyu raised her hand, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, and she sighed, "Little sister, are you still so stubborn?" β
The final farewell to death came so calmly, so calm that it couldn't ripple in my heart. Yue Lingyu turned around, the corners of her eyes were a little moist.
When Yue Lingyu arrived at the palace of Dongnae, it was already five days later.
The night was as quiet as water, and the snow, which had been drifting for a long time, finally stopped. The sky was also lit up with stars, red eyes, looking down on the land hideously. Moonlight...... This moonlight, which I haven't seen for a long time, is so beautiful. Yue Lingyu raised her head and muttered, looking at the full moon in the sky, like a silver plate hanging in the night, "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles," Yue Lingyu turned her head and smiled bitterly, "It's really a good day for reunion." β
The darkness was over, and even the tens of thousands of troops besieging the city were settled, and there was silence all around, and no sound could be heard.
In the palace in front of him, the red candles were fluttering, the lights were dim, and a dark figure was leaning in front of the palace gate, his eyes were wandering, and he slowly looked at the returning woman. Yue Lingyu raised her eyes, tears were full of brows, and the palace in front of her, the vertical and horizontal lights, were also filled with tears.
Ignoring her bloated body, she walked quickly in front of him, looking at each other, but she lowered her head in a trance, and said nothing.
Qin Lan raised her head, staring at Yue Lingyu's gaze gradually cold, she raised her head to meet his gaze, and couldn't help but shudder all over her.
Qin Lan looked coldly, "You, went to find him?" β
Yue Lingyu lowered her head, said in a low voice, and did not hide it, "Hmm." β
"Why did you want to come back?" A cold sentence came out of Qin Lan's mouth, and Yue Lingyu raised her head in shock, her eyes full of surprise.
After a moment, she seemed to remember something, her eyes smiled, and she sleeved her hands so casually, "Why not?" She raised her head, stared into Qin Lan's eyes, and sneered at each other, "Then why are you waiting here?" β
"Look, you've been waiting for a long time." She raised her hand and gently touched Qin Lan's cheek, but he grabbed it with his backhand.
"Huh?" A little surprised, an exclamation. His wrist ached slightly, but she didn't struggle as she had done before.
"Leaving the palace without permission and colluding with the enemy country, each of them is a capital crime." Qin Lan let go of her wrist and turned around in a cold voice, cold enough to seep into Yue Lingyu's bones. He flicked his sleeves, "From now on, you are no longer my Donglai's crown princess, you will be repatriated to your hometown, and you will not be allowed to enter the territory of Donglai for the rest of your life, otherwise, you will not be spared!" β
Qin Lan turned around, her back trembling slightly, but she was still calm. There was silence behind him, not as poignant as he had imagined.
What a clumsy lie, clumsy enough to be seen through at a glance. Finally, has this day come? Yue Lingyu raised her head, tears raining down, but she still tried her best to squeeze out a smile.
Unable to hear the sound behind her, Qin Lan closed her eyes, and there was a tremor in her voice, "I don't want to see you again, so let's leave tonight." β
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