Qingchuan History

Chapter 889

This person really sees Linglong's heart more and more year after year, but tonight, the difference is thousands of miles away.

Jing Tingge stopped for a while, and said for a while: "Maybe." Seeing that he was still looking at the lamp in his hand, looking very serious, "What's the news in the evening?"

Murong Xun raised his head, "Huo Yan has arrived, leading [-] troops to station in Chilianpo."

Stationed instead of direct action, there are only two possibilities: waiting for instructions, or still making decisions.

"You sent someone?"

"Ah."

Jing Tingge raised his eyebrows, "You don't even discuss it with me?"

Who to send, how to say it, causal wording - such a major step, of course, must be fully prepared.

Murong Xun shook his head, "It's not an envoy. The civil servants of the Manchu Dynasty are squatting at home, and there is no one available."

"What is that for?" Jing Tingge was in a hurry, and he blurted out, and after asking, he knew the answer.

Guo heard Murong Xun reply: "Assassin."

"To stab who?" She stared at him.

Both the questioner and the answerer know where this question lands.

But they are unwilling to say so.

"What do you think?" He stared at her too.

Jing Tingge took a deep breath, "He didn't go to see Huo Yan. You're going to miss out."

Murong Xun's complexion was gloomy, "How can you see that?"

As for the public conspiracy under the heavens, he had been suspicious of her position last year, so suspicious that he couldn't sleep all night, and then he had a heart-to-heart talk in the Buddhist hall of Danfuyuan before he was able to solve it. 【1】

But the doubts that have arisen are like the traces of wild geese, and they always remain somewhere in my heart, and they will appear when it is critical.

Now that Jing Tingge is determined, it is easy to aggravate the trace.

At least it shows that she has contact with Shangguan Yan.

Jing Tingge knew what he was thinking. "I met once before returning to the palace, and after that, there was no contact."

Murong Xun's heart dropped and hung. "Meet you in the city?"

"Yes. He advised me to implement the new system together, but I refused."

Murong Xun sneered, "You refused, that means you want to come back to help me, but he actually let you go?"

Jing Tingge actually thought about whether Shangguan Yan knew about the attack on Xianyang Gate.

After all, Jiang Cheng took her there, and Jiang Cheng belonged to him.Can't persuade, can't stop, can only be hostile and resigned to fate.

Seeing her lost in thought again, Murong Xun was furious, "Say! Why isn't he in Chilianpo right now?"

When it comes to important events, Jing Tingge never contradicts him, and quietly replied: "He is putting on a lantern. It should not be far from the imperial palace."

"What?!" Murong Xun didn't understand, and became even angrier.

Jing Tingge glanced at the lamp in his hand, "Didn't you see the flowers on it?"

Murong Xun was stunned, then suddenly realized that she had been surrounded by gardenia fragrance for ten years, and the painting on the lamp was precisely gardenia flowers.

More magic lamps drifted closer and landed lightly on the Chenxiang platform. He quickly picked them up to look at them. They were all painted with pure white gardenias, which were exactly the same, and there were two identical lines of poems beside them.

He looked at six or seven lamps in a row.

Finally furious, he threw away the last one he looked at, and shouted violently, "Come on!"

"Your Majesty!" Jing Tingge called anxiously.

Murong Xun ignored her at all, turned around and sent orders down the steps.

"Your Majesty sent troops and horses to search for Shangguan Yan in the whole city at this time, and he fell into his trick!"

"Do you want me to stand here laughing and provoking him, and clap my hands?!"

"He's not provoking you!"

"Then what are these lights!"

Jing Tingge calmed down. "If the emperor hadn't forced him, the minister wouldn't say it. If the minister didn't say it, the emperor wouldn't feel provoked."

Influenced by her, Murong Xun calmed down a bit, but the torrential waves in his chest could not be calmed down, as he approached step by step, Jing Tingge was forced to retreat step by step, until his back reached the railing.

"You thought about leaving with him. You were really moved." These words were cut at him like a knife blade, but he couldn't help but say, "Why not? Why didn't you leave!"

"Your Majesty, let's recall those assassins. They didn't make it to the Shangguan Banquet. If Huo Yan finds out, there will be misunderstandings and bad feelings, and it will be impossible." Jing Tingge answered irrelevant questions and switched back to the current situation.

"I'm asking you something!" He grabbed her jaw, "Why don't you go!"

The jaw was in severe pain, and the blood in his chest surged. Jing Tingge tried his best to suppress the sweet and fishy heat to flow back, and said word by word:

"The minister is the emperor's counselor, and he will serve you wholeheartedly, and he will not change his will in this life."

This answer is reassuring and sad. "that is it?"

"That's what I've always said to your majesty."

The magic lamp is like a star, like an eye overlooking the world, suspended over the entire Cangwu City.

The evening wind continued to come from the south, bringing one or two lamps down to the Chenxiang Terrace, and there were more and more lamps, shining brightly on the entire high terrace.

The two people in the sea of ​​lights are like drowning in a dark night, they insist on entanglement when they should not be entangled, and what they get is often not the answer they want.

Murong Xun suddenly let go of his hand.

Drooping slumped, most of it was covered by black robe sleeves in an instant.

"You go."

The voice was still deep and deep, but very hoarse, and the emotion was so strong that he couldn't say a word at most.

He has never been a man of words.

Jing Tingge felt that the heat in his chest was rolling again, and the sweet smell became stronger, and he knew that he would not be able to hold it down, so he walked away.

You can't vomit on the Chenxiang platform.

Murong Xun didn't expect her to be so decisive, without hesitation for a moment, she suddenly lost weight, looked at the lights in Gao Tianzhong for a moment, then turned around suddenly.

She hasn't gone far.

Still on the high platform.

He stepped over and hugged her from behind. "Don't go! Don't go. Geer."

Talking about love in peacetime, and playing hand in hand in times of turmoil, Jing Tingge has always felt that if he wants to fall into the world of mortals, this is more perfect.

The truth is, peace has never really come, and she has repeatedly fallen into love entanglements in times of chaos.

Ruan Xueyin said that the world is like this, this is the doom of being born as a human being, and after passing through, there will be a paradise.

Will it.The sweet smell rushed to her throat, and she didn't press it any more, looking at the little sparks in her limited field of vision, feeling the heat overflowing from the corners of her lips.

It fell slowly, and when the first drop landed on the back of Murong Xun's hand, he didn't react.

It should be said that he didn't expect it to be blood, and thought she was crying.

Unable to restrain himself, he turned her to face him, only to see the bright red blood.

"Pass the Imperial Physician!"

Xiu Luan was waiting in the stairwell, and suddenly heard the king shouting, knowing that the husband is not good, he hurriedly turned around and shouted.

Instructing to go down the stairs and spread out layer by layer, Murong Xun carried Jing Tingge to the soft chair, adjusted the position so that she could lean more comfortably, and wiped the blood from her lips with the edge of the wide sleeve.

"It's my fault, Ge'er." He frantically scrambled and smeared half of her face, with blood stains everywhere, making people frightened, "I'm talking nonsense, messing around." The red mark left by the force,
"Does it hurt? How do you feel right now?" His hand went to her chest again, trying to help her breathe.

"Water." Jing Tingge felt exhausted and had no time to fight with him.

"water!"

It didn't take much effort to make a cup of tea, and a big hot plate was brought, with everything to eat and drink.It's Feng Yi, who has been preparing since Jing Ting Ge went out, and heard that Mr. has gone to Chenxiang Terrace, fearing that she won't come back for a long time, she simply packs up and sends it here.

Jing Tingge couldn't eat, so he closed his eyes and tilted after drinking two cups of warm water.Murong Xun hugged her in his arms, and the cloak was also brought over, and it was raised and lowered to cover the two of them.

It didn't take long to teach Jing Tingge to sweat on his back. "It's midsummer." She raised her hand, with little strength, "I'm sick."

The one who is sick is obviously her.But Murong Xun didn't dare to refute, as if even saying that would aggravate her illness, he replied "I'm sick, I'm sick", and thinking that he should not catch the wind even if he was sweating, he quietly left a corner of his cloak still on her waistcoat.

The imperial physician Ling Qixiuxiu climbed the last step, and what he saw was the back of the emperor.

It overlaps with Mr. Jing's ink-dyed blue silk lamp, which makes people unable to look directly at it.

Xiu Luan coughed lightly, "Your Majesty, Mr. Lu has arrived."

"Come here when you arrive. Do you want me to invite you?"

The imperial physician Ling, who was nearly sixty years old, hurriedly bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, and approached him without raising his eyes. Seeing Mr. Jing sitting on the lord, he felt at a loss for a while.

"Just look at it."

Jing Tingge was in a daze, at first he didn't understand the situation, but now he did, he got up and moved sideways.

Murong Xun didn't dare to stop him, he extended his hand to help, waited for the person to sit down, and signaled for pulse.

"I told you again and again, don't think too much, don't worry about it, otherwise Yaoshi—" After a long while, the old doctor opened his mouth, but Yaoshi Wangxiao didn't finish his sentence, and caught a glimpse of the lord's gloomy face.

Jing Tingge was very calm, nodded and said: "Master Lu, please be more considerate, at least let me survive these few years, it doesn't matter if the prescription is heavier—"

"Nonsense!" Murong Xun was so focused on not making her angry anymore, but was furious by these words, "From 24 to 80 years old, there are still [-] to [-] years!" He ordered the imperial physician:

"What to do, you know."

He wanted to say how severely he would be punished if he went on a business trip, or even be buried with him, but he suddenly stopped talking, as if he wouldn't go on a business trip if he didn't say that.

"Yes! I will do my best! But Mister really can't—"

"I know it. I will help you with this matter."

The old doctor then withdrew, Xiu Luan went to listen to the instructions, Feng Yi went back to the end of the stairs and waited, and there were two monarchs and ministers left on the high platform.

"It's tonight." Jing Tingge looked at the sky full of lights.

"I'll deal with it myself. Take a breath and go back to sleep."

"Officials are all squatting at home. They want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. We have all forgotten that there are not only Lu Xian's camp and Huo Xiao's camp in this court—Shangguan Shuo, who, like Ji Huan, is the prime minister of the two dynasties. The world. That is the largest faction in the Wei Kingdom, and it is the backing of the Shangguan Banquet today."

She was so angry that the whole paragraph was very incoherent, causing Murong Xun to frown, "I will think about it myself. If it doesn't work, it's just a fight."

Jing Tingge was about to open his mouth again, he raised half of his breath and suddenly blocked it, coughing heavily.

"I told you, don't worry about it!" Murong Xun couldn't stop being annoyed, and hurriedly poured water for her to drink.

Jing Tingge resisted coughing, took a small sip of water, recovered a bit, and said slowly: "I'm here to help you. I really don't care, I can go now. Do you want me to go?"

He had just said to let her go.

I regret it after I finish speaking.So at this moment, this sentence is both teasing and provocative.

Murong Xun was speechless. "Then you speak slowly." After a long while, he only compromised in a muffled voice.

"Ruan Moxi should be here too. There is also Shangguan Concubine. Regardless of the positions of the real friends and enemies of the two sides, the enemy of the enemy is a friend. At this moment, they are all facing us."

"Ruan Moxi's forces are all in the west. And it's not rumored that there has been a change? There's nothing to be afraid of."

There was chaos everywhere, Ruan Zhong's return to the Suoning Control Bureau was just a few days ago, there is no definite statement about the details.

"After all, she has been the empress of Wei Kingdom for the past few years. Many processes often change at a certain moment, and we don't know which moment it will be, let alone who will complete that moment. Maybe it is a thousand troops, maybe It's just, an insignificant person, an inadvertent choice."

Murong Xun's back was chilled by what she said.

"Are you interested in playing the piano?" But Jing Tingge changed the subject.

"what?"

"I want to listen to the piano." She turned to look at him, there was actually two points of anger on her pale cheeks.

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment, and quickly raised his voice: "Take my Nine Heavens Ring to wear!"

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　Thank you Feng Yasong t, Dongfang Buqi monthly ticket 2333~ "Rain is light and wind is stormy, plums are green" and "Heart is like a double silk screen, with thousands of knots in it" used in the previous chapters are all from Zhang Xian's "Thousands of Ages·Numbers" "Sound 鶗鴂", it can be regarded as exclusive to the singing banquet.

　　
　
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