Chapter Eighty-Three: Fire and Cold
Wen Jinghua's tears rushed out, and before they landed, they condensed into ice.
She gently pressed her hand on Chu Lingheng's arm, and Chu Lingheng's originally terrifying bleeding speed stopped instantly.
Chu Lingheng snorted comfortably.
Wen Jinghua put her other hand on it again.
Chu Lingheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her, pulled her into his arms vigorously, turned over and pressed it.
"No... No, you let go of me, you let go of me..."
Wen Jinghua struggled in a panic, but her weak strength was like a mayfly shaking a tree.
landed on Chu Lingheng, like a cat tickling in his chest.
Chu Lingheng kissed it hard.
"No... No!" Wen Jinghua cried out in fear.
She held Chu Lingheng's unconscious face and asked nervously, "Chu Lingheng, do you know who I am?"
Chu Lingheng opened his eyes as he said.
Wen Jinghua looked at him, and her heart trembled.
Chu Lingheng's eyes were dyed with the desire for life, and he looked directly at Wen Jinghua's eyes.
"Wen Jinghua, you are my Wen Jinghua. ”
Wen Jinghua's soul is in a trance.
The two are skin-to-skin and tightly intertwined.
Wen Jinghua selflessly absorbed the heat in Chu Lingheng's body, and Chu Lingheng greedily sucked the cold on Wen Jinghua's body.
Wen Jinghua felt that her soul had flown out several times.
In her confusion, she seemed to see that between the sea of clouds, Chu Lingheng frantically asked her...
At the same time, Qi Yuanshen, who was thousands of miles away in Bei'an City, was extremely anxious.
It was as if he felt that he was missing something extremely important, and he was always uneasy for no reason.
"Whoa——!
The table was overturned.
"Lord Wang..."
"Lord Wang..."
"Lord Wang..."
The palace people who served were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.
"What's the matter?" Wan Zhen'er walked in with the help of the maidservant.
Qi Yuan cautiously restrained his anger and stepped forward to support Wan Zhen'er, "It's nothing, it's just that I've always been a little restless these days." ”
Wan Zhen'er's eyes narrowed, "Your marriage with Chen Guo is imminent, you must stabilize your temperament." ”
She patted Qi Yuanshen's hand, "Mother knows that you don't like Chen Xiaomei, and I also have some disgust with her domineering, but you can't just look at the front of you." ”
"My son understood. ”
"Well," Wan Zhen'er nodded with satisfaction, "If you really don't like it, it's a big deal to marry and put it in the backyard, she is helpless in Daliang, what you go out, she can't care." ”
"Yes. The corners of Qi Yuanshen's mouth moved.
Wan Zhen'er left satisfied.
Qi Yuanshen raised his right hand, looking at the scar the size of a copper coin on it, and Wen Jinghua's face was always flashing in front of him...
"It hurts~, Chu Lingheng, you lighten it up~"
Wen Jinghua's unconscious moans in her throat made her hands and feet weak.
Chu Lingheng's movements stopped for a moment, and then became more and more crazy.
The snow lotus blends with the magma, the cold air disappears, and the burning dissipates.
The frost melts, and the willow branches pull out their buds.
The volcano ceased to agitate and gradually returned to calm.
The two of them went from dawn to darkness and from darkness to dawn.
Wen Jinghua's body gradually warmed up, and the Mud Pill Palace, which was originally shrouded in cold, gradually gave birth to daylight.
Oriental rooster crows.
Chu Lingheng's eyes were still surging.
Wen Jinghua covered his eyes shyly, "Don't ask for it again! It's dawn!"
"Good~" Chu Lingheng took her hand and kissed her lightly, "For the last time." ”
"Ah~"
Looking at those eyes full of evil smiles, Wen Jinghua once again reached the peak of blankness.
It wasn't until the sound of squirming people gradually sounded outside the camp tent that Chu Lingheng reluctantly got off Wen Jinghua.
The sheets are a little red.
Wen Jinghua covered her face with her hands, "What can I do about this..."
"What should I do?" Chu Lingheng teased.
Wen Jinghua looked at him through his fingers, "Oh!
Seeing that Wen Jinghua was really anxious, Chu Lingheng put on his clothes in two or two, and came over to help Wen Jinghua put them on.
"I... I'll do it myself~"
Without the sour softness that lingered overnight as expected, Wen Jinghua only felt that the strength that had disappeared due to her serious injuries had gradually returned.
She seems to be able to bend her bow and arrows, and mount her horse to defend against the enemy.
The two packed up, but Wen Jinghua just refused to get out of the tent.
Chu Lingheng knew her concerns and sat quietly to accompany her.
"General, Bei'an City is urgently called!" Chu Jie reported outside the curtain.
Chu Lingheng turned his head to look at Wen Jinghua.
Wen Jinghua subconsciously bit her lip and nodded.
"Come in and say. Chu Lingheng said outside the curtain.
Chu Jie lifted the curtain and walked in, saw Wen Jinghua sitting on the side, and nodded and greeted him very usually: "General Wen." ”
"Hmm. Wen Jinghua quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's the matter?" Chu Lingheng asked.
"Your Majesty urgently summons the general back to Beijing, and the Bei Clan's peace talk mission is already on the way. ”
"Hmph, I see. The corners of Chu Lingheng's mouth hooked, "The day before yesterday, inviting me to talk peacefully was just a pretext to kill me, what Tuoba Jian really wanted to do was actually face Emperor Daliang." ”
Wen Jinghua said in her heart that Tuoba Jian's movements were really fast.
The day before yesterday, he just failed to ambush Chu Lingheng, and today he is on his way to the peace talks in Bei'ancheng, Daliang.
"Your Majesty really doesn't feel at ease at all about leaving you outside. Wen Jinghua was a little sarcastic, "Our Majesty doesn't seem to be at ease with anyone, not worrying about the queen's mother, not worrying about His Royal Highness the Prince, but he has a soft spot for Wan Guifei's mother and son." ”
Chu Lingheng smiled slightly, "I don't need him to be reassured." ”
Chu Jie seemed to think of something, and said: "I heard that King Yong and Princess Chen Guo are married, and Your Majesty seems to be not in good health at their wedding banquet. ”
"What did you say?" Wen Jinghua suddenly became nervous.
The old emperor was poisoned by Qi Yuanshen and Wan Zhen'er in his previous life, but that was after the two stabilized the overall situation, and now that the East Palace and the queen are here, why did the old emperor suddenly become unwell?
Wan Zhen'er and Qi Yuan carefully chose this opportunity to kill the old emperor, it would be no good.
"Your Majesty is old, and it is normal for people to be in poor health," Chu Jie wondered, "Is General Wen surprised?"
"No... Ah, yes, it's a bit of a surprise, so many things have happened in just a few months from Beijing. Wen Jinghua said.
Chu Lingheng stretched his waist comfortably, and said with a smile: "Jingzhong is so lively, we must go back and take a look." ”
Wen Jinghua smiled, "Exactly." ”
The two thought that when they returned to Beijing, what they saw was just someone else's liveliness, so they traveled all the way and were not in a hurry.
But who knows, the earth-shattering changes have been flat, and it will be difficult to meet the peaceful year from now on.
As soon as Wen Jinghua and Chu Lingheng stayed at the post house on the way, they heard twelve death knells in the distance.
The two glanced at each other in surprise, and then heard Chu Jie outside the door running in in a panic and shouting: "General! General! Your Majesty has died!"
Before the two of them could get up from their seats, they heard someone outside the post house shouting: "The person inside is Chu Lingheng, kill him!"