Chapter 191: He's chasing the light
Sweat dripped on the ground, but Jiang Li did not give up.
"It's coming soon, rush!"
She had the strength to make her way in the direction of the carriage with all her might.
The coachman saw them and ran up to ask anxiously, "Princess, what's the matter?" β
"Quick, go back to the palace, the prince fainted."
Jiang Li panted and said, she and the coachman wanted to lift Lu Zheng up, but the coachman's hand was thrown away as soon as he touched Lu Zheng.
The coachman was puzzled and stretched out his hand again, but the result was still the same.
"Princess, the prince doesn't let the slaves touch it."
Hiss...... This person is all unconscious, how can there be so many things!
"I'll do it!"
Jiang Li exerted his strength to breastfeed, trying hard to lift Lu Zheng up.
The coachman could only watch from the sidelines, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the relationship between the prince and the princess was really good.
This coma even has a privilege for the princess, and only the princess is close to her.
It's really enviable.
is the princess's small body, and it is still a little difficult to move the prince.
It's really a sweet burden.
Jiang Li wasted all his strength, which can be regarded as moving Lu Zheng into the car, and the carriage galloped back to the princess's mansion.
"Block the news, don't let anyone in."
After speaking, she carried Lu Zheng into the house.
There is still one pill given by the Taoist doctor in the Tianshan Mountains, and it is the right time to use it now.
Lu Zheng's lips on the bed were pale, his forehead was covered with thin sweat, and his brows were tightly locked.
At this time, he seemed to be having a nightmare, and the pupils under his eyelids were constantly swirling, and he was unstable when he looked at it.
"You wait, just take the medicine."
However, as soon as Jiang Li turned around, his hand was grabbed.
"Don't go, Ah Li, don't leave me!"
Sensing that the rose was leaving, Lu Zheng suddenly woke up and stayed, and now he was not as unconscious as Fang Cai.
"Good, I didn't leave, I'll go get you medicine, just take the medicine."
Jiang Li touched Lu Zheng's head to appease.
But it didn't work, he opened his eyes, and the blue eyes were full of dependence and supplication.
"I don't want to be separated from Ah Li."
"I really like Ah Li!"
This is said in a very pitiful way, like an abandoned dog.
"Eh, don't separate, I like you too."
Jiang Li looked at Lu Zheng and said seriously.
What she can't stand the most is that her husband is like this!
is obviously in power, and he is the most noble person in the Jin Kingdom, but every time he looks at himself, he has to make such an appearance.
He has no confidence in facing himself, and he can even be said to be afraid.
In a humble tone, he begged himself not to go.
Give her a feeling that her husband's love for herself has gone deep into her spinal cord.
"I don't believe it, Ah Li is lying to me!"
"You're going to leave every time, I want you to swear."
Lu Zheng looked at her directly, like a child at this time, if he didn't agree to his request, he was afraid that he would feel like a scoundrel on the spot.
It's naΓ―ve.
"Good, good."
He raised his hand and said, "I swear, I will never leave Lu Zheng, if there is a violation, let me thunder." β
Thunder and thunder in the sky......
Hearing this, Lu Zheng's body was stunned, and a rainy night appeared in his mind.
The weeping child, surrounded by blood, was holding the knife and screaming endlessly.
Everyone around is falling.
"You want revenge, revenge!"
The scene flashed to another rainy night, lying on a battlefield full of corpses, the rain splashing on his face, red all around.
They won, but they lost again.
Lu Zheng let go of Jiang Li's hand, held his head in pain, and shouted in his mouth: "Don't, don't!" β
He was trembling, and his voice was helpless, and Jiang Li, who was on the side, was very worried when he heard it.
She hugged Lu Zheng in her arms and comforted the place: "Don't be afraid, it's all over." β
Although I don't know what my husband has in mind, the past is not a good memory for my husband.
Lu Zheng took the script of beauty and strength, how strong he is, how tragic he is.
"No, there is no past, Ah Li, Ah Li, my heart hurts so much!"
Lu Zheng raised his eyes, his eyes were red, and he reached out and put Jiang Li's hand on his heart.
Jiang Li felt his heartbeat and listened to him say, "I can't forget." β
"It's all my fault, if only I died."
His words were very sad, his eyes were dim and dull, his messy long hair was hanging lifeless at this time, and a few strands of broken hair rubbed against his forehead, which made me feel very painful in my heart.
"No, it's not your fault."
Jiang Li used his other hand to bulge the broken hair on Lu Zheng's forehead, and coaxed softly: "Our Lu Zheng is the best person." β
"It is their life, and you need not blame yourself."
She coaxed softly, moved her hand to Lu Zheng's cheek, and pinched it gently.
The gentle reassurance, and the movements in his hand, made Lu Zheng subconsciously rub Jiang Li's hand.
Like a large dog.
He couldn't refuse Jiang Li's closeness.
There is a deep sense of fatalism.
But, his heart hurts.
He wanted to be sober, but he always felt that something was holding him back, and he was only close to touching the light, but it was too long.
You can see it, but you can't reach it.
The roses in their hearts were scattered all over the ground, and they didn't have the ability to build a ladder for themselves to chase the light.
Lu Zheng stared at the light in the dark abyss.
"Ah Li, I want to drink water."
He said hoarsely.
Drink?
Jiang Li's action of patting his back stopped, hooked his lips and said, "Okay, you wait obediently." β
My husband is sober up so quickly this time!
It used to take a day, but now it only takes a few sticks of incense.
She moved away and stepped away to pour water for Lu Zheng.
Every time Ah Li stayed away from him, his heart hurt even more.
Lu Zheng's vision was also blurred.
"Get her!"
"Let her never leave you."
The demon's voice came out again, and Lu Zheng covered his ears irritably.
He doesn't want to hurt Ah Li!
Through the waist that was less than a hand, you could vaguely see the princess pouring tea.
Lu Zheng clenched his wrist, and the green tendons on it burst out, and the roots seemed to be about to burst.
Even death must not destroy everything now.
Ah Li will cry.
He couldn't stand it.
Picking up the knife that appeared out of nowhere, Lu Zheng was ready to stab himself, using pain in exchange for calmness.
Jiang Li stopped moving, put down the teapot, turned around, and saw the bright knife.
The sharp knife was shining, and the cup fell to the ground, shattering the cup and splashing tea.
"Don't!"
Jiang Li shouted, and she rushed in the direction of Lu Zheng.