Chang Anqing

Chapter 300
The death of Shangguan Ling shocked the government and the public, and once again plunged Yang Chongyuan, who was the emperor, into the suspicion of the people of the world.At this moment, he is very clear that Shangguan Ling was born in the Shangguan family and married into the Chen family. His status is already extremely sensitive. If he can't handle this matter properly, it will undoubtedly make things worse and push his country into an even more precarious situation.

Therefore, at the request of the general manager of Jingzhou, Yu Dingfang, the Duke of Chu, and Su Hui, the minister of Baidu and Nayan, and other counselors, Yang Chongyuan passed a warrant and decided that the prince who accepted the Chang'an rumor case would come forward instead of him. Condolences, to comfort the hearts of the royal family of the old dynasty, and calm the world's speculation.

"You, have you figured it out?"

In the East Palace, Yang Yan, who was freed from the confinement, did not give birth to half-divided joy, because the events of these days, like a haze, have already put their Yang family under the suspicion of the world, which is unkind and unrighteous.

When he saw Baoying in front of the dressing table, who was neatly dressed and dignified, and thought that they were going to mourn the deceased Shangguan, although he believed in Baoying's decision, he still couldn't help worrying about her. .

Hearing Yang Yan's worried question, Baoying turned her head with a smile, then slowly got up and said, "It's His Majesty's order that the East Palace goes to express condolences on behalf of the emperor and the royal family. You go alone."

"Can--"

Seeing that the concern between Yang Yan's brows remained undiminished, Baoying already stepped forward and looked at him with a slight comforting smile.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

……

Since the crown prince wanted to pay his condolences in person, no matter whether it was the old ministers who were loyal to the Chen family in the past or the new ministers who accompanied Yang Chongyuan to conquer the world, they all took the initiative to go.

Therefore, when Li Sui, who was wearing a light blue ink-pattern skirt, and Zhao Yi, who was wearing a moon-white blouse, came to the gate of the mansion, they saw that the door was already blocked, and they could hear the high-ranking officials and dignitaries coming and going , the noble ladies of Xianda exchanged lively greetings, suddenly people think that this is not to express their condolences, but to attend a banquet.

Seeing these scenes, Li Sui has long been familiar with the strangeness. After all, in the Houmen High Court, the dead are dead, and the living are just continuing to criticize and curry favor in order to fight for power and profit.

To them, condolence is just another grand negotiation event in a different place.

In the polite welcome of everyone, Li Sui and Zhao Yi, led by the slaves of the Chen family, walked towards the mourning hall step by step, until they saw the clear sky and sunny day above the shade of the trees covered by white flags, until the sobbing sounds of men and women were accompanied by the heat. Humidity came, and Li Sui, who walked to the small courtyard in front of the hall, finally saw the solemn mourning hall, the dark coffin, and the people in mourning clothes kneeling on the ground. There was only a calm and lonely figure standing alone in the surrounding Fragrance paper and soot.

"King Yuling and Concubine Yuling express their condolences—"

Amidst the singing and drinking, Li Sui walked side by side with Zhao Yi and crossed the threshold. Under the service of Zong Ming and Nian Nu, they twirled incense and bowed.

Seeing the person in front of him who was still in the clear breeze and bright moon, his brows like green hills after the rain were shrouded in a fog of sorrow and sadness. This look seemed unchanged, but it seemed to be convenient.

Such a change, so light, but so directly hit people's hearts.

Perhaps, the world will never see the Bohai County King who galloped the court in the past, Zhilanyushu.

"Condolences."

The two light but heavy words overflowed Li Sui's lips sincerely. Chen Zhiyan, who was originally returning to the condolence ceremony, paused slightly, straightened his back, and at the moment when Matsushita arched his hands, his pupils were as black as ink, still like jade Like water, with a sinking pond-like gentleness, he said: "Xie Yuling King and Princess."

"Prince arrives—"

As soon as these words came out, everyone got up in a hurry, and with the sound of rustling clothes, Li Sui saw Chen Zhiyan's slightly stagnant eyes, and his hands that were clenched tightly and loosened little by little.

And when the eyes of the world were all on the approaching prince, Chen Zhiyan felt something being handed to him silently. Looking around, Chen Zhiyan saw standing there beside them, waiting like them. Zhao Yi, who was following the prince and his party.

"His Royal Highness, Changle Wuji——"

The moment everyone bent over and cupped their hands, Chen Zhiyan silently put the paper in his palm into his sleeves, and the next moment he felt a pair of hands carrying the fragrance of orchid grass sincerely supporting him.

"My condolences to you."

Looking at the exhausted people in front of him, Yang Yan felt a lot of guilt in his heart. Under his sad gaze, he finally turned into a sincere wish on his lips.

"His Royal Highness visits on behalf of the Son of Heaven, and the minister replaces his wife, Shangguan, on behalf of the entire family who are grateful and grateful for the grace of God."

Every word, every sentence is like a knife cutting into the bone, into the heart, into the marrow, and the pain is so painful that blood overflows, but Chen Zhiyan in front of him is still as warm and moist as jade, speaking so calmly and calmly light.

"Get up quickly."

The moment he stood up, Chen Zhiyan's gaze inevitably met Baoying beside Yang Yan. At that moment, he was so close and so far away, as if he was separated from each other, as if in the clouds.

Among the crowd, Li Sui saw Chen Zhiyan bowing his hands calmly, and also saw Baoying lowering her eyelids and bowing her head in return.

For this calm reunion, Li Sui, as a bystander from the beginning to the end, can deeply understand the pain and depression they restrained each other.

All of this stems from the positions and struggles that lie between them.

In troubled times, the emperor may not be able to save his life, and the common people may not be able to enjoy peace, let alone those who are in the middle of the game.

It was night, and the heat that had been suppressed for several days finally accumulated a downpour.

Listening to the sudden rain outside the window, hitting the bamboo leaves and falling on the banana tree, Li Sui, who was wearing blue tulle pajamas, loosened Fang's washed blue hair behind his ears, and knelt quietly on the bed , looking at the dark tree shadows in the dark night, smelling the damp grass fragrance.

"What are you thinking about?"

Hearing a soft inquiry from behind, Li Sui turned his head slightly under the familiar atmosphere, and saw Zhao Yi who was approaching handing her a cup of Sushan.

Li Sui took it with a smile, and looked at the blue Persian glazed cup, which was covered with ice on the bottom, piled with melted crispy cheese in the shape of a mountain, and then decorated with flowers and herbs. Li Sui recalled, "In the past, my aunt or elder sister never let me eat these late at night."

"I heard from Zong Ming that eating sweets will—"

"Will you feel better?"

Before Zhao Yi could finish speaking, Li Sui took over the conversation. Seeing Zhao Yi nodding solemnly, Li Sui smiled and said, "So you would believe this too."

While speaking, Li Sui moved his body, patted the empty space beside him and looked at Zhao Yi. The moment Zhao Yi paused, Li Sui took a spoonful of cold, sweet and sour buttermilk into his mouth. Wrapped with crushed ice, he rolled his lips and teeth, and entered his stomach.

"Actually, I have already guessed the ending of the Shangguan Order."

Seeing Li Sui calmly put down the silver spoon in his hand, and muttered to Ye Yu outside the window, Zhao Yi followed her to look out the window without any surprise and said, "You know, and she knows too."

Hearing Zhao Yi's words, Li Sui lowered his eyes silently, looking at the melting Sushan little by little, very calm.

Just like what Zhao Yi said, she knew it, and she knew it when her layout made a lot of noise in the city.

Shangguan Ling also knew, probably the moment she asked Baoying for help.

She had no choice, and she had no choice either.

In the previous life, Shangguanling committed suicide under Yang Chongyuan's coercion, but in this life, the moment she found Baoying, fell into the trap set by others, and dragged Yang Yan into the water, she was doomed to die.

As long as she is alive, there will be someone with a heart who will take advantage of the crown princess and encourage the crown prince to plead for the Chen royal family's crimes on her, making her a scapegoat and suffering for others.She would even lead to the past of Baoying and Chen Zhiyan.

Under the double anger of Yang Chongyuan and her aunt, her ending is destined to be the same.

Now, it may also be a relief for her.

Li Sui, who has gone through two lifetimes, never felt compassion in his previous life, and in this lifetime, he will not care about too many people after all.

The only thing she can care about is the people around her.

"Now that Chen Zhiyan's painting has been burned by himself, and Shangguan Ling is dead, they can no longer make trouble out of Baoying."

Hearing Li Sui's soft words, Zhao Yi nodded silently.

Paintings are dead things, not to mention dead things that are not even decorated with facial features.

The only thing that matters is the witness, and now, even Shangguan Ling's witness is gone.

What else can Yang Che and Yang Zhao do.

Even if they hold a copy of a painting in their hands, they are no longer convincing.

This round, she won.

And she and Yang Che are destined to take another step further.

The next game should be decided.

"You've done a great job."

Hearing Zhao Yi's comfort, Li Sui turned her head. At this moment, Zhao Yi was sitting beside her, there was no distance between them, and the moment their pupils met, she heard his words again.

"Everyone has their own way, no matter whether it is good times or bad times, sometimes let them walk by themselves, knowing the difficulties, and knowing the consideration of each step, and the difficulty of each step, so that they will cherish it more."

Hearing this, Li Sui was stunned, but this was the first time she heard someone say this to her.

"You mean, it's me, doing too much—"

In the hesitant and cautious words, Li Sui couldn't help but look back at the days after rebirth, because she was excited about the reunion, because she didn't want to let go of this rare company, because she knew everything well, and she also spent half her life in dire straits.

So when she comes back, she is no longer the 16-year-old Li family girl in front of her, but a person who has experienced life and death, betrayal, killing and being killed, with a heart as calm as a knife.

So the moment she saw Ajie and Baoying going through the pain again, she wanted to do everything to resist for them, and was even willing to bear it for them.

Is this so, really wrong.

"It's you who are too tired."

The words echoed in his ears, and when he raised his head dazedly, Li Sui saw that Zhao Yi in front of him spoke softly, but his eyes were full of seriousness that could not be ignored.

"In this chaos, it is difficult for one person to walk alone, let alone carry the heavy mission of so many people—"

"Unload some, make yourself better, and let them experience more."

Hearing these words, Li Sui's hesitant heart was shaken. Looking at those dark eyes, he was dazed for a long time, but he was speechless.

"I thought the storybook would say at this time, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, or how heavy the burden behind you is, I will walk with you—"

For a long time, when Zhao Yi thought that the person opposite was angry, he heard Li Sui's gag.

Zhao Yi smiled when he heard the words, and blurted out: "How can the princess also believe in the words of those sons and daughters who are affectionate and careless?"

Li Sui snorted when he heard the words, and put a spoonful of melted Sushan into his mouth, but he heard Zhao Yi say lightly and unpleasantly again: "I will accompany you and share the burden together."

These words are like a gust of breeze soaking in the body, and like a small insect dipped in honey, it gets into the ear, leaving a trail of crawling.

Li Sui suddenly felt a slight heat on his cheeks, but his heart throbbed uncontrollably again.

"Too, too cold, I don't want to eat—"

Facing this swift and swift response, Zhao Yi didn't hold on to it, but just laughed without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, a semi-melting cup of Sushan would be pushed into his hand and said: "If it's for you, this cup will be given to you."

"You really don't want to eat?"

Seeing Zhao Yi sitting beside him, raising his eyebrows and asking, Li Sui shook his head, pretended to flip over the chess record at hand and said, "Yuexin is coming soon, if you eat too much, you will have a stomachache."

Hearing these majestic and unabashed words, Zhao Yi's hand holding Su Shan froze slightly, but there was a strange color smudged under his eyes.

"you--"

Seeing this, Li Sui leaned forward, squinted his eyes and laughed at him: "My daughter's family is not shy yet, so why don't you—"

At this moment, the jade-like face in front of her suddenly approached, so close that she could see herself in those pupils, and feel the warm breath on her cheeks.

The cold touch covered her lips numbly and numbly, and Li Sui couldn't help but tremble from the hot touch. The moment her pupils dilated, she saw clearly that Zhao Yi's fingertips gently brushed away the remaining crisp on her lips. cheese.

Because holding the icy crispy mountain, the cold temperature of her fingertips made her shiver——

While Li Sui was comforting himself, he heard Zhao Yi's chuckle in front of his ears: "Why are you so red, you didn't think of anything you shouldn't think—"

"No!"

Just when Li Sui raised his voice and saw Zhao Yi laughing while holding the Sushan, he immediately scooped up a spoonful of Sushan and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eating can't stop your mouth."

Looking at the vicious and warning eyes in front of him, looking at the crispy mountain and silver spoon that Li Sui had used just now, and aftertaste of the sweet and sour taste on the tip of his tongue, Zhao Yi smiled sadly and couldn't help turning his eyes away.

At this moment, Li Sui beside him suddenly frowned unusually, and gradually felt a faint pain in his lower abdomen when he was frozen.

This is really a leak in the house and it rains all night, so I can't say.

"what happened?"

Noticing Li Sui's strangeness, Zhao Yi suddenly stopped smiling and asked, Li Sui endured the pain and waved his hands and said: "It's okay, you may have eaten your stomach, you go out first, and call Niannu and the others to come."

"Let's call the doctor—"

After saying that, Zhao Yi wanted to get up, but Li Sui knelt up and grabbed his sleeves and said, "No need—"

At this moment, Zhao Yi's eyes happened to fall on the couch where Li Sui had just been sitting. When he saw a small ball of bright red blood on it, his expression changed immediately, and he couldn't help coughing lightly. Embarrassment, and flush under the eyes.

"I'll ask Niannu and the others to help you, and then, cook some brown sugar ginger soup for you."

Seeing Zhao Yi leave in a hurry, Li Sui turned around and looked at him, his face became hot immediately, he just felt that something was wrong today.

(End of this chapter)