Chapter 150: Unable to Save Each Other
Before Ran Haoyan could put down his breath, he saw Zhao Qingyan spurting out a mouthful of blood, drenching himself all over his body.
"Mo'er!" "Shizi!" The three of them got up in shock, but they didn't dare to step forward.
It took Ran Hao a long time to come back to his senses, and hurriedly asked, "Young Master, are you okay?"
Zhao Qingyan's hand waved a few times indiscriminately, grabbing Ran Haoyan's shoulder, his fingers slowly tightened, and his knuckles were blue and white, but he still couldn't stop trembling. I don't know if it was because of pain or fear, his whole body was trembling slightly, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Ran Hao pursed his lips in pain, but he didn't dodge, and stood there motionless.
"Mo'er...... Are you alright?" Zhuo Yi sighed lightly, "It's me who went too far. β
Ran Haoxuan looked at the blood stains on his front placket, pursed his lips, and touched the medicine in his arms with his free hand.
"I'm fine. Zhao Qingyan let go of his hand, stood up a little straighter, and commanded in a low voice, "Haoxuan, you get out of the way first." β
Ran Haoxuan looked at the young master who couldn't stand firmly, and was stunned: "Young master?"
"Get out of the way. Zhao Qingyan repeated weakly, undoubtedly.
Ran Haoxuan had to push a few steps away and stand again, but his eyes remained on Zhao Qingyan, ready to support him at any time.
"Master. Zhao Qingyan shook his head, stood unsteadily and planted on the ground, knelt down in front of Zhuo Yi, and looked down at the ground, "Disciple is rude, please punish Master." β
Zhuo Yi didn't answer his words, but looked at Ran Haoxuan: "What's wrong with him?"
Ran Hao hesitated: "It should be Zhu Yanchang's seizure." β
King Qi frowned: "How did you serve this? Didn't he take his medicine on time?"
Ran Hao knelt down: "My subordinates are derelict in their duties, please punish the prince heavily." β
Zhao Qingyan choked a few times, and only then did he stabilize his body by holding the ground with one hand. Looking at the blood on the ground with some distraction, he calmed his breath and said slowly: "Father, it's me who doesn't care about my body, and I can't blame Haoxuan." β
King Qi looked at him with distress and anger: "You always look like this, he follows you and neither persuades nor stops, how can I not blame him?"
Zhao Qingyan's fingers pressed on the ground slowly tightened, and the sleeves of the white robe splashed with a little blood spread out on the ground, and the indescribable loneliness was sad: "I know that my best friend is burdened with a deep hatred of extermination, and now the Hou Mansion is a place of ashes." I'm coughing up blood, why aren't Jiang Wuyan and Lu Wei like this? If I can't find out who has caused them here, how can I feel at ease?"
"I didn't suspect that Hou Ye had ulterior motives, and I didn't want my father to worry about me so much. A few drops of blood, how can they resist the hatred of being powerless to save each other?"
The three of them were speechless, and they could only show helplessness and could not persuade each other.
In the end, Bai Yaotang spoke: "Even if you find the person you are looking for, what can you do?"
They all know who "that person" is, how can Zhao Qingyan not know?
But what's the use of knowing? It's just a matter of worrying.
Zhao Qingyan was silent, and then spoke: "If you want to kill, kill me first." β
"Mo'er!" King Qi and Zhuo Yi scolded sharply, Zhuo Yi's eyebrows were upside down, and even King Qi changed color slightly. Reluctantly suppressed his anger, King Qi said in a deep voice: "This is not child's play, how can you talk nonsense?"
Zhao Qingyan closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly: "Since he can slaughter the Trojan Marquis Mansion, how can he pity one of my lives?"
King Qi changed color: "What are you talking nonsense?"
Zhao Qingyan lowered her head and smiled, her smile was extremely sarcastic: "After more than ten years of marriage, the world thinks that I am not worthy of her." Now, do you want the world to laugh at me for being cowardly and incompetent, watching my wife being slaughtered in front of me, but I don't even have the courage to avenge her?"
King Qi was silent, and what appeared in his eyes was not anger, but self-blame.
Zhao Qingyan's half-length nails pierced his palm, but he didn't know: "I don't know why I want to find out these things, the clearer it is, the clearer it is, but I feel my own incompetence." Every time I watched the people I tried my best to protect die in front of me, and every time I knew who killed them, I didn't dare to take revenge. β
"Why didn't I die?"
There wasn't much sadness in his voice, only a chilling indifference.
There was a rare trace of panic in King Qi's eyes: "Don't say death." β
I don't know if I deeply felt the young master's heartache, or heard who was the person who was powerless to save him who was deeply blamed in Zhao Qing's words, Ran Haoxuan's already pale skin lost its blood, and there were more indescribable things in his indifference.
Zhao Qingyan stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and after a while, he put down his hand and smiled apologetically: "It's me who lost my word, please don't care about it." β
"How could I not care?" King Qi smiled bitterly, "Do you know that your mother and I only have a child like you." β
Zhao Qingyan hung his head, and his scattered hair covered his already unclear expression even more blurred: "I'm sorry." β
King Qi got up, walked in front of him, squatted down, and grabbed his shoulders tightly with both hands: "Mo'er, you have to remember that you are my son, and I am your father." No matter who will betray you, betray you, frame you, suspect you, alienate you, I will not. If you die, even if I live, it is better to live than to die. β
Zhao Qingyan's lips moved, and he spoke hoarsely for a long time: "I'm not worthy." β
King Qi asked, "Why aren't you worthy?"
Zhao Qingyan said: "I can't do anything, I can't share anything for my father." I didn't do what a son should do, and I don't deserve my father to do so much for me. β
King Qi smiled with pity: "As long as you are my son, you are worthy." β
"I'm ......" Zhao Qingyan leaned forward, leaning weakly into King Qi's arms, unable to say anything.
King Qi patted him lightly on the back and said in a low voice, "Mo'er, don't worry, I will deal with this matter." β
Zhao Qingyan was startled, and looked up at King Qi: "Father!"
King Qi smiled slightly and stood up: "I still have something to talk about with your master, you can go back and rest first." You've just come back, and your injuries haven't healed yet, so let's get better first. β
Zhao Qingyan was stunned: "But, my father ......"
King Qi shook his head: "I have made up my mind, no need to say more." Haoxuan, help him back. β
Ran Haoxuan bowed his head, stood up, and bent down to help Zhao Qingyan: "Young Master, let's go back first?"
Zhao Qingyan hesitated slightly, nodded, stood up with his support, and bowed slightly: "Father, Master, Uncle Bai, then I will retire first." β
Zhuo Yi said: "Have a good rest." β
Zhao Qingyan smiled slightly bitterly, but didn't say more: "Yes, I will." β
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"This is the Cloud Hall Lord, right?"
A laughing voice sounded, Yun Kai turned around, looked at the young man in Tsing Yi, and asked uncertainly, "The boy in Tsing Yi?"
The boy in Tsing Yi "snapped" and unfolded the folding fan and shook it twice: "I hope I'm not too late." β
Yun Kai glanced at Tang Xiaoyu behind him, and smiled slightly: "It's a pity that I disappointed my son." β
The boy in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows: "So, I'm here for nothing?"
Yun Kai shook his head: "Naturally, I won't let Gongzi run in vain, but it's a pity that my news is too late." β
Tang Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes: "It's too late?"
Yun Kai looked at him lightly: "You said as soon as possible." β
Tang Xiaoyu resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "Do you know how difficult it is to find him?"
The boy in Tsing Yi was curious: "How difficult is it?"
Tang Xiaoyu said: "I received nine places told me by Fengyunxuan in a row, saying where to find their sons. So I ran to six of them, and the first five times I arrived only to find out that you had left. Why didn't I go to the other three places, right?"
The boy in Tsing Yi touched his chin: "It doesn't sound easy." β
Tang Xiaoyu corrected: "It's not easy, it's very difficult." β
The boy in Tsing Yi replied casually: "Yes, it's very difficult." β
Yun Kai smiled and played a round: "It's not easy to let Gongzi run in person, Brother Tang don't complain too much." β
Tang Xiaoyu snorted: "If I say that he was not invited by me, but that he had something to come to the puppet palace, would it seem that I was even more busy in vain?"
The boy in Tsing Yi smiled: "How come? I was going to go to the neighborhood to have a look, and then come to the puppet palace." Invited by the Tang Hall Lord, he came a few days early, didn't he?"
Tang Xiaoyu said: "It doesn't have to be like this, I still know how much face Tang has." β
The young man in Tsing Yi was not annoyed, and chuckled: "The Tang Hall Lord can't help but underestimate himself too much. β
Tang Xiaoyu shrugged: "I won't underestimate it, I have a lot of times when I think highly of myself, but I have never underestimated myself." β
The boy in Tsing Yi followed his words and said half-perfunctory, half-jokingly: "Oh, that's my clumsiness." β
Tang Xiaoyu glanced at Yun Kai, who had been waiting beside him for a long time, and didn't say anything more: "Does the Cloud Hall Lord mind if I'm beside me?"
Yun Kai smiled: "Naturally, I don't mindβif you can help me invite those people out to sit for a while." β
Tang Xiaoyu nodded to the few people guarding in the distance: "Go out." β
A few people were stunned, bowed their heads, slowly withdrew, and covered the door.
The boy in Tsing Yi found a more comfortable position to sit on, and asked with a leisurely smile: "It seems that what you said is still more useful?" I thought that these people would only listen to Mo Cry, not you. β
Tang Xiaoyu looked around, picked a chair far away from the young man in Tsing Yi and sat down, before answering his words: "They are the henchmen of the Mo Palace Master, and they are not the henchmen of Mo Crying, why do I not move?"
The young man in Tsing Yi chuckled lightly when he heard this: "I have heard that the former palace master relied on the Tang Palace master, and it seems to be true. Yan Ba felt that his words were actually speechless, and smiled apologetically at Yun Kai: "I'm sorry, it's wrong." β
Yun Kai didn't know if he had the intention to do it, and he didn't care about it, so he poured tea and sent it to them: "Only the talent of the fifth brother can make the Tang Hall Lord willing to stay in this small puppet palace." β
Tang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows: "Are you complimenting me or sarcasticizing me?"
Yun Kai smiled lightly: "Tang Hall Lord speculates on his own, anyway, you don't care if I praise or degrade, do you?"
Tang smiled foolishly: "It makes sense. β
The young man in Tsing Yi took the teacup and thanked him politely, then put down the tea bowl and leaned comfortably on the cushion behind him: "It seems that the Lord of the Cloud Hall looks very good." β
Yun Kai replied with a smile: "Yes, the days are very moist, and there is no downfall that a prisoner should have. β
Tang Xiaoyu said: "Although you are a tiger in Pingyang, it is a pity that there are no dogs to bully." β
Yun Kai lowered his eyes and looked at the water vapor emitted by the tea: "There are more than one or two dogs who want to deceive me, but thanks to the Tang Hall Lord, I have blocked a lot." β
The complexion is light, the eyes are shallow, and the posture is calm, which has faded away from the former fierceness, but it is even more cold and alienated, which makes people dare not despise it.