Jing Heng looked at the lit red candle and moved his gaze to Shi Yu, "Your Majesty, you ......"

"Didn't the Overseer say before that the tenth day of the first month is a good day, since this is the case, we shouldn't miss it, let's get married!"

Jing Heng's eyes twitched, and he immediately objected, "No." ”

Not to mention that he is so sloppy and perfunctory, and besides, he has little chance of even surviving now, he can't let Nie Shiyu marry him like this.

"I can do it, you don't have the right to object." Shi Yu stood beside the bed and opened his mouth categorically.

"Don't make a fuss." Jing Heng stretched out his hand and grabbed Shi Yu, "Hasn't the emperor always been unwilling to suffer, if he gets married tonight, he will ...... tomorrow If Weichen dies, the emperor will lose a lot. ”

"Where is the loss, don't forget that there is also your private treasury, if you get married, it will be all mine!"

"Those have long been the emperor's." Jing Heng smiled helplessly, "Your Majesty, if Weichen can survive, he will definitely provide the emperor with a beautiful wedding, but now ......"

"Either we get married tonight, or in this life, I won't marry you again." Shi Yu interrupted Jing Heng's words, "I will do what I say." ”

The smile on Jing Heng's face froze, and he looked at Shi Yu silently, and after a long time, he spoke.

"Then if Weichen dies, what if the emperor meets the person he likes again in the future?"

Even if there are only the two of them in this hall, no one else will know about the marriage, but if Nie Shiyu meets the person she likes again in the future, will she regret having such a memory?

Seeing Jing Heng's thoughts, Shi Yu stared at his eyes and said word by word: "Even then, I won't regret it." ”

Looking at each other, Jing Heng felt that Shi Yu's eyes seemed to have a scorching fire, warm and dazzling, just looking at it like this, as if he could dispel all the coldness and darkness around him.

After a long time, Jing Heng finally smiled, no longer a bitter smile and helplessness, but a smile from the bottom of his heart.

He stood up on the bed and stood in front of Shi Yu.

"Okay, let's get married."

Everything Jing Heng had prepared before was completely useless.

There is no carefully selected wedding dress, no wine selected after all kinds of entanglements, no ceremonies, no fireworks, not even a single witness.

It's just that in the dormitory, red candles burn, and husbands and wives worship each other.

On the bed, Jing Heng held Shi Yu in his arms, looking at the red candle burning not far away, and his heart was a little trance.

"That's it, is the emperor the wife of Weichen?"

"Why, you just want to cheat after worshipping the overseer?" Shi Yu gently leaned into Jing Heng's arms and raised his eyebrows.

"Naturally not!" Jing Heng hugged the person tighter.

Seeing that Jing Heng was silent, Shi Yu turned his head to look at him, "What is the Overseer thinking?" ”

"It's called Husband." Jing Heng gently dropped a kiss on Shi Yu's lips, "Since they are already married, they naturally have to change their names." For the husband is thinking, is it better to call your mother, or Ah Yu, or call Yu Yu? ”

Hearing the latter title, Shi Yu had goosebumps and decisively chose Ah Yu.

"Okay, then call Ah Yu." Jing Heng's uninjured hand held Shi Yu's hand, pulled it to his lips with ten fingers, and pecked lightly one by one, "My Ah Yu, my Ah Yu!" ”

After shouting, he looked at the cyan color under her eyes, hugged the person into his arms again, and coaxed softly: "Hurry up and sleep, you definitely didn't sleep well last night." ”

"Okay." Shi Yu responded.

Originally, she didn't plan to fall asleep, but I don't know if it was because Jing Heng's embrace was too reassuring, and gradually her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she slowly fell asleep.

After making sure that Shi Yu was asleep, Jing Heng let go of her little by little, clicked her sleeping hole again, and after making sure that the person would not wake up, he forced himself out of bed.

Jing Heng's steps were vain, and his body became more and more weak, but he still insisted on reaching the table, picked up the pen and ink, and began to write the next arrangements.

He knew that according to Yu Yu's intelligence, he might not be able to retreat in this imperial city, but he didn't dare to bet.

He must arrange everything, at least to ensure that no matter what tricks Nie Zhixuan uses, no matter whether Nie Zhaoyi or even Nie Mingyu is reliable or not, his Ah Yu can at least leave unharmed.

The dense words fell on the paper, and with each additional step, Jing Heng felt at ease.

After writing down all the plans, the time was already in the middle of the night, Jing Heng looked at Shi Yu who was still sleeping on the bed, thought about it, picked up the pen again, and began to arrange another way.

The other way she doesn't have to leave, but can still stay in the imperial city, and even sit on the throne.

Compared with leaving unharmed, it is naturally more difficult to plan at this moment so that Shi Yu can sit on the throne. Even Jing Heng knew in his heart that everything he wrote now might not really be able to achieve his goal.

But he still wrote down all the methods he could think of, as well as the layout that could be arranged.

Although leaving is the safest way, it may not be a willing choice for Ah Yu, he naturally hopes that she can be safe, but in addition, he also hopes that she can let go and do whatever she wants.

Blowing dry the ink, Jing Heng carefully folded one piece of paper after another, and then put it in a drawer.

After doing this, the sky outside was already faintly bright.

Jing Heng didn't even have much strength left to stand up, so he forced himself back on the bed, and after warming his body a little with the quilt, he hugged Shi Yu back into his arms and closed his eyes.

The wind stopped, and daylight poured into the room.

When Shi Yu woke up, the red candle on the table burned out, and Jing Heng had fallen into a coma again.

But Jiang Xia and their side, there is still no news coming.

Nie Zhaoyi and Nie Qingsang couldn't rest assured, and entered the palace to accompany Shi Yu.

Looking at Shi Yu's pale face, Nie Qingsang couldn't help but speak: "Imperial Brother, if Lord Jing really can't detoxify......

"Then I must crush Nie Zhixuan's bones and scatter ashes." Shi Yu's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

"Even if it is a broken bone, you have to take good care of your body first to ensure that you have a life to live until that time." Nie Zhaoyi spoke in a deep voice.

Shi Yu looked at Jing Heng on the bed and shook his head firmly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine, I've already rested last night." ”

Nie Zhaoyi and Nie Qingsang glanced at each other and sighed, neither of them spoke again.

Before they came over today, they had already discussed that they must convince Shi Yu that Jing Heng was a negative man.

In this way, even if Jing Heng really had an accident, Shi Yu's sadness and pain should be a little less.

But now looking at Shi Yu's appearance, no one can say those words anymore, and finally chooses to stay in the dormitory and wait for news with Shi Yu.

From early morning to noon, and then to mid-afternoon.

Time is like a piece of rusty iron, grinding through my heart little by little, and every second is torment.

Seeing that the hour was coming, finally, Chasing Yun and Jiang Xia came back!

They were accompanied by a young man and a young monk about seven or eight years old......