Yang Lingyu felt that the emperor was very close to her, and the warm breath on her face was like a letter spit out by the poisonous tongue.

If the man next to her said such things, she would definitely pick and choose the key points to talk about her distress, but now she is facing the emperor.

The cold-hearted and cold-blooded emperor, if she talks too much, she will annoy him even more.

"It's a big thing to rob the family and lose your head, it's not easy to pick up a life, how dare you say it's hard."

She could feel the emotion she couldn't understand in the emperor's eyes gradually faded and gradually became colder, and the next moment the feeling of her jaw being clamped suddenly removed, and the emperor straightened up again.

Yang Lingyu thought he was going to say something to her, but he turned around and left, leaving without saying a word.

Yang Lingyu hurriedly stood up, now in this dark night, let alone calling him, she didn't dare to cry too loudly, if someone saw her, she would make trouble for herself.

The soreness in her legs caused her to stumble because of the long kneeling, and she chased forward with her skirt.

Yang Lingyu was anxious, Xiao Shuchuan said that he would leave in a few days, and now that she angered him, if he was told to leave, when would she see him again?

At that time, she will become a blessing for him in Yuzhou City, a snowstorm that is not worth mentioning, and she will slowly dissipate in this world and become a dry bone on the Ning family's Zhuangzi?

But her legs and feet hadn't eased up yet, so naturally she couldn't keep up with Xiao Shuchuan is pace, and when she caught up with him, he had already gotten into the carriage.

The rain outside was heavy, and the water on the ground had reached the surface of her feet, and between the lightning and thunder, she clung to the reins and called to the emperor inside: "The concubine knows that she is wrong, Your Majesty." ”

She also stopped the emperor's carriage like this before, but this time she was not as lucky as last time, and she only heard the emperor's alienated voice from inside: "Drive her away." ”

This was said to the coachman.

The coachman's face was cold and ruthless, he raised his whip high and fell heavily on the horse's body, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the horse neighed, and the horse's hooves stepped on, Yang Lingyu was still a weak woman after all, how could she compare with the four hooves?

"Drive-"

I didn't even have time to dodge, and I hurriedly took a few steps back, and my feet were crushed by the wheels.

She immediately fell to the ground, the pain in her feet made her conscious, the feeling of helplessness hit again, one wrong step was irreparable, she knew that the companion was like a tiger, but she did not expect that she would stab herself as soon as she walked on the tip of the knife.

She gasped violently, and the only thought in her heart was that she wanted to live, as long as there was hope, and there was also that her leg could not be wasted, and her body was her capital.

She gritted her teeth and wanted to get up, but the pain in her feet was numb with her whole leg, and the sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance, but the rain blurred her vision, and she was afraid of being hurt again, so she could only shout: "Help!" ”

She raised her hand to protect her body, but she didn't expect the horse to stop beside her, and then she heard a male voice: "Who?" ”

Yang Lingyu was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted: "Master, help!" ”

The man tightened his grip on the reins, and dismounted to her, a dazzlingly handsome face beneath his hat, and the rain pooled on his long eyelashes and dripped down the tip of his tall nose.

is a rather handsome and heroic little Langjun.

She quickly changed her words, and made up a reason by the way: "Xiao Langjun, the concubine's husband's family is in the third household in the east of the city, and the concubine came here with her husband today, but she never wanted to anger her husband, and she was left behind. ”

She said it really sincerely, this Langjun probably had never been pleaded by a woman like this, and he immediately gave birth to kindness.

"Madame, don't cry, men and women don't kiss, Madame, take this first." He stretched out the whip in his hand and pulled her up as Yang Lingyu clenched her.

He half-crouched and bowed his legs, motioning for her to step on the horse.

Yang Lingyu really didn't expect this, and wanted to refuse for a moment, but this Lang Jun smiled at her, and spoke with chivalry: "Madam, if it's late today, it's important to go home." ”

Yang Lingyu's heart was moved tightly, and after getting on the horse, she saw him take off his hat and hand it to her: "Take it, I went to the temple to worship the Bodhisattva two days ago, saying that I should do more good deeds in the past two days, and I happened to meet Mrs. You, and it can be regarded as having a fate with Mrs. Today, I will give Mrs. a ride, and Mrs. will not be angry with the family in the future." ”

This Lang Jun led the horse forward, and Yang Lingyu's heart rose with an indescribable warmth.

She really cried this time, and her eyes rose with heat.

She used to complain about God's injustice, but called good people to die, but now she feels that God treats her well, and always asks her to pull her when she can't hold on.

"Thank you."

Lang Jun waved his hand, he turned his head slightly, with the heartiness and cunning of a young man on his face: "If Madame thanks me, he will recite two more scriptures for me in his spare time, so that I can have more sons and more blessings." ”

Yang Lingyu was still crying, but she smiled again, she subconsciously wiped her tears with her sleeves, but what she touched was the coldness of her clothes being wet.

This Lang Jun was very fast, and he arrived at the place after a while, and he had to help call the door, but Yang Lingyu's report was a fake residence, so he hurriedly found an interface to stop: "Engong doesn't have to send it again, the husband is already annoyed with the concubine, if he sees Engong, it will be inevitable to think more." ”

Lang Jun understood, and left with just a word of farewell.

Yang Lingyu slowly moved her steps, and then slowly moved to the depths of the alley, and finally arrived at the corner gate of the mansion.

At that time, the rain was still falling, and no one noticed the situation on her side when the little maid in the house was lazy, and the strength in her body was exhausted, so she leaned against the door and half-closed her eyes to rest.

The door was not opened until the next morning, and the stench of muddy water hit her, and she opened her eyes to avoid it, only to be splashed on her lap by the filth.

Then I heard the shrill and shrill cry of the servant: "Hey, who's it?" ”

The servant woman leaned over and saw that it was her, and she wanted to laugh but held back: "Isn't this Madame?" You just want to do your filial piety for our old lady this morning, and you can't pick up the feces here! ”