Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Peasant Girl's Imperial Road
Ling Chan leaned against the vermilion fence of the pavilion, looking out casually, the breeze on the lake blew by, blowing her black hair, but Ling Chan remained motionless.
She lowered her eyelashes, hiding the look in her eyes, as if she was looking at the koi swimming in the lake, but she didn't seem to be looking at anything.
Xie Linyu saw Ling Chan's gloomy and sad appearance, and her heart was about to break.
She walked forward quickly, and she tried to make her voice lively and cheerful, "Achan! I'm coming! β
Ling Chan sat up straight, she looked at Xie Linyu and showed a welcoming smile, "Hmm." β
The taciturn and forced smile made Xie Linyu feel distressed, she grabbed Ling Chan's hand and said seriously: "Ah Chan...... If you're not happy, you don't have to laugh. β
Ling Chan, who had just eaten and was lazy and unenergetic: [Huh? What's going on? γ
The system that has always been offline, this time the brain circuit is actually connected with Xie Linyu, [Chanchan, can you play with her for a while? Don't think about people and things that are unhappy! γ
Ling Chan: "...... What the hell am I unhappy about? β
Xie Linyu only thought that she was hard-mouthed.
On that day, the fight between the crown prince and King An in the palace had spread throughout the court.
Although the rumors deliberately covered up the figures of Ling Chan and Emperor Qianhua, before, King An and the prince had a gap because they loved Ling Chan.
Who can't guess who the two are fighting for?
What made Ling Chan's situation even worse was that Emperor Qianhua punished the two of them extremely heavily.
The crown prince was grounded for a month, thought about it behind closed doors, and was punished for copying hundreds of scriptures, but as a prince, he suffered such a severe punishment, how should he be crowned in the future?
This time, even the queen mother's gaze at Ling Chan was a lot colder.
The queen did not drive Ling Chan out of the palace on the cusp of the storm, but she no longer summoned her.
And King An's punishment was even more severe,
He was sent by Emperor Qianhua to supervise the army at the border pass, which was a war-torn area, and the war between the two countries had reached a fever pitch.
King An was punished, there was no army to suppress the formation, only a few lonely guards set off with him, and his safety was uncertain.
Concubine Shu was worried about sleepless days and nights.
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The day before King Ann's departure.
Ling Chan was sitting at the table fiddling with flowers and plants.
In the past few days, Xie Linyu has really been concerned, in her eyes, Ling Chan is a beautiful but fragile glass doll, she is afraid that the wind and waves of the past few days will shatter Ling Chan.
The two of them played leaf cards, she released the sea for Ling Chan, and she lifted a kite behind her, even if she had nothing to do to go to the garden, she had to pick up a bunch of beautiful flowers for Ling Chan and come back.
Xie Linyu didn't dare to go to the imperial garden, so she tossed in the garden of Jiaofang Palace, and the queen's flowers were almost finished for her.
Peony, peony, acacia, rhododendron, begonia...... Red, white, pink, all kinds of flowers, even flowers that do not bloom in the same season, are blooming under the skillful hands of the gardener.
"That's what you little girls like?"
The young man's unruly voice sounded vividly in the night, full of vitality, like a rising sun.
Ling Chan turned back in horror, the window that was originally closed was opened, and suddenly there was an upside-down teenager hanging outside the window, and before Ling Chan could see his face clearly, he was covered by the black hair and robe that fell from the poof.
Ling Chan: "......"
When he wanted to be handsome but failed miserably: "......"
He slid on the windowsill and jumped off.
From the dark and cold sunset, I jumped into a room of flower-scented girl's boudoir.
The owner of the room was glaring at the pretty eyes, "What are you doing here?" How can you get in? This is the queen's pepper room! β
"Where can't I come if I want?"
When she was on the stage, she didn't see her at all, and walked around her room leisurely, and made a disgusted voice, "Oh, it's really girly." β
"Hey!" Ling Chan was a little annoyed, "What are you doing here?" β
"I'm here to say goodbye to you," he raised his thick black and straight sword eyebrows, and said with a very serious smile: "I'm going, but the sword has no eyes, and I'm fighting on the battlefield, if I die, won't you have to be a widow?" β
ββ¦β¦ Who's your fiancΓ©e?! β
"Is this a disobedience? Who pulled my sleeve that day and said pitifully that he wanted to marry me? β
Ling Chan's face turned red after realizing it.
She bit her lower lip and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Didn't you see Your Majesty that day?" I thought...... You won't want to marry me. β
"I never change what I promised." He smiled arrogantly when he was on the stage, but in him, this arrogance also seemed to be deserved, and even likable.
This is not a time when you are blinded by a beautiful girl who knows nothing. This is when he already knows the truth, and he has made it clear that he is being used and is a tool that is not favored.
This is a rebellious and youthful time, and I don't know what it is to bow my head.
Ling Chan looked up at him, the emotion in her eyes was incomprehensible, she hesitated for a long time, and said softly: "The battlefield is dangerous...... You ......"
She bit her lower lip, not knowing what to say.
"Don't worry, I won't die," he said confidently as he sat on the windowsill with his arm propped up, and said confidently: "I still have to achieve military exploits, and then come back to marry you!" β
He looked down at Ling Chan, and said with a narrow smile: "You are so sought-after, when I die, you won't be widowed for me!" β
He approached Ling Chan, but saw that under the dim sunset, the girl's eyes were silently red, "I'm sorry." β
She bit her petal-like lower lip and apologized to him in a low voice.
"I took advantage of you, I hurt you, you have to go to the battlefield to fight for your life, I didn't expect this...... I'm sorry. β
Ling Chan opened her eyes and didn't blink, but a layer of transparent water quickly gathered in her eye sockets.
She breathed hard, trying to swallow the vibrato in her throat.
He stretched out his hand and happened to catch the flawless teardrops that slipped from the girl's face.
He tightened his palm, crushed Ling Chan's tears, put away the light smiling face when he was on the stage, he stared at Ling Chan seriously, and said solemnly: "I will come back." β
"I haven't married you yet, and I haven't made you feel excited about me, and I happily gave birth to a lot of fat dolls...... I can't afford to die. β
He touched Ling Chan's cold face and said in a low voice, "Trust me...... Don't cry. β
Outside the window is the sunset infinitely good.
The banyan tree by the window is leafy and lush, and beyond the canopy of the banyan tree, a few green smoke rises, and it is the imperial dining room and the kitchenettes of each palace preparing for a late.
Everything was no different from every evening in the palace.
There was only a stubborn young man in front of him, he turned against the light, but the expression on his face was not chaotic. At least, Ling Chan could feel that he really liked her, and he liked it so much that when he looked at her, his eyes didn't blink, and his eyes were blazing.
Inside the window is a room of warmth.
The girl's eyes were bright, her cheeks were pink, and her heart was full of him.
It's like being bewitched.
When he got close to Ling Chan, he asked in a dumb voice, "I'm leaving...... Will you give me your blessing? β
Ling Chan stepped on her feet and kissed the fatal artery in his neck, her pink lips opened and closed, and her breath was clear.
"I wish you good luck and prosperity."