A mercenary in the world, a ruthless concubine

Chapter 122 The Death of Qian Lingyu

So, at night, when Su Luo fell asleep at night, Qian Lingyu got up and went to the bamboo garden to cut bamboo to make Xiao for her.Zijun woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't help but be puzzled to see him like this. "His Royal Highness, why are you doing this? If you want Xiao to let your servants do it for you, you can do it for you. Why do you do it yourself?"

Seeing Zijun's extremely puzzled appearance, Qian Lingyu just smiled without saying a word.The night was very cool, and Qian Lingyu coughed after a while, and even Zijun, who had never had any feelings, felt very distressed.But there is nothing to do.Qian Lingyu is stubborn, and no one can change the things he decides.She could only light the stove beside him so as not to let him catch a cold.

Except for making Xiao for Su Luo secretly at night, the two of them usually remained the same.Although the food in the bamboo garden is light, the two of them are very comfortable.But Qian Lingyu has been awake for more than half a month since he woke up that day, but his health has not improved.

Before coming here, the imperial doctor in the mansion also said that Qian Lingyu was so injured that his body was empty, and he was afraid that his body would deteriorate day by day, and that time would not be long, although Zijun has been making medicine for him to recuperate , but the body has not recovered.Whenever he thinks of the imperial doctor's words and Qian Lingyu's current physical condition, Su Luo always feels a dull pain in his heart.At first, she thought it was because of her restlessness.

But by chance, Zijun felt her pulse, but Zijun said that she had been poisoned by the weed.It was only then that she remembered that the imaginary grass was the poison that Yu Qinglian had put in her medicine.But she remembered that she had poured out the medicine.

Zijun was well aware of her doubts, so he said that although the phantom grass is a slow poison, its medicinal properties are extremely strong.Only then did Su Luo recall that he took a sip at that time, and couldn't help cursing in his heart that he was careless.Fortunately, he only took some of it, and Zijun happened to have the antidote for that medicine, so after taking it, nothing happened.

Although she is recovering, Qian Lingyu's physical condition is getting worse and worse, which makes Su Luo feel more and more uneasy.Seeing the situation, Zijun also shook his head and smiled wryly.On the contrary, it was Qian Lingyu who was the client who should do every day, and he would never do less, always comforting them with a smile, so that they don't have to worry too much.

This made Su Luo even more sad, because of the recent insomnia, Su Luo woke up early, but Qian Lingyu was not around, which made Su Luo feel inexplicably panicked.

Su Luo hurriedly put on his clothes and went outside. After searching for a long time, he finally saw Qian Lingyu in the water pavilion behind the bamboo garden.Today, Qian Lingyu was wearing a sky-blue robe and sitting on the pavilion. It was still early in the morning, and the sun had not yet risen, and a lotus lantern was lit on the stone table in the water pavilion.

The candlelight in the lampstand flickered very weakly, and it was almost the time when the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.The faint light stood on Qian Lingyu's pale face, making people feel extremely pity.In just half a month, Qian Lingyu has lost a lot of weight. At this time, Qian Lingyu is like a candle that is about to burn out in the lotus lampstand, which makes people look very sad.

Seeing this, Su Luo stepped lightly, for fear of disturbing the people on the pavilion.Qian Lingyu smiled like a child when she saw Su Luo coming. "Ma'am, you're here. My husband couldn't sleep today, so he got up. Didn't you say you wanted a bamboo bamboo flute a few days ago? Look, my husband has made it for you."

Qian Lingyu holds the bamboo Xiao in his hand like a treasure, the bamboo Xiao is no different from other bamboo Xiao, the only special thing is that there are two small bells hanging on the tail of the Xiao, very small and cute.Su Luo took the bamboo Xiao and sat beside Qian Lingyu, letting him lean on his shoulder.

Looking down at the bamboo Xiao made of Xiangfei Bamboo, the traces like teardrops on the Xiao made Su Luo feel very uncomfortable.The two of them cuddled together like this, neither of them wanted to talk, they just wanted to cherish this short time.

"Ma'am, do you know? I fell in love with you from the first time I saw you ten years ago, and I have always liked you until now." Because his mother and concubine died early when he was a child, even though he was a prince, he was very unfavored Yes, Emperor Qianao usually doesn't pay much attention to him.

The concubines in the palace resented him very much and were jealous of him, because he could be established as a prince without any power behind him, and those concubines who were not reconciled would always mock him from time to time.Seeing their mother like this, those princes often bullied him.At that time, he was timid and cowardly, he could only be bullied silently, and then he hid alone in the bedroom and wept. No one knew or paid attention to his suffering.

Now many years later, whenever he thinks of those days, he still can't help but wipe away his tears.

Su Luo knew that he hadn't finished speaking, so he didn't interrupt him.After thinking about it for a while, Qian Lingyu continued: "At that time, no one liked me, and everyone hated me for bullying me. When you met me when I was bullied together, you scolded those princes, but you didn't want those people to be bullied. I fought with you, but you are protecting me tightly."

Speaking of this, Qian Lingyu looked at Su Luo affectionately, and when Su Luo saw this, he held his hand tightly in his own.Qian Lingyu's normally warm hands were extremely cold today, but Su Luo just listened to him with tears in his eyes.

"Later, those who thought the prince was boring, left. But you didn't care about the wounds on your body, took out a handkerchief to help me wipe the dust off my face, and smiled at me stupidly. For me at that time For me, this is such a precious warmth. From that day on, I swore that I would make myself stronger, and then let you marry me as my wife, you see, after ten years, I finally did it. "

As Qian Lingyu said, he broke free from Su Luo's hand and held the lotus lantern on the table in his hand, with an extremely gloomy expression. "I didn't think God would trick people, but God actually wanted to break us up. Although you kept silent, I knew that my time was short. When I thought about how your life would be like walking on eggshells in the future, I couldn't close my eyes day and night. "

Su Luo interrupted Qian Lingyu and said in a crying voice: "Then you can live well, we will always be together. Didn't we agree to grow old together? Didn't you also say that you wish to win the hearts of the people?" , the white heads are inseparable." Speaking of this, Su Luo was already sobbing.

Qian Lingyu raised his hand laboriously to wipe away the tears from the corners of Su Luo's eyes, smiling warmly. "This is what Madam said, we want to win the hearts of the people, and we will never leave each other!"

Then Qian Lingyu smiled sadly. "But Husband seems to be unable to abide by this agreement. Husband has to explain to you some things before that. Qing An and Du Yun have already made a private agreement. You can go back and find a time to let them finish the marriage. As for Qing Lian, it's me, the older brother, who is sorry for her, and you have to help her find a good home in the future."

Speaking of this, Qian Lingyu was already a little out of breath, Su Luo couldn't bear to see Qian Lingyu's appearance at this time, but just stared at the lotus lantern in his hand that was about to go out.

"There is one more thing, you are still young now. After the husband is gone, you should leave Yunguo to find Changfeng. The husband doesn't want you to be a widow for me for the rest of your life. Also, there is another thing, the husband can't take you to the rain Let's see the plum forest snow scene, return, return..." Before Qian Lingyu finished speaking, the lotus lantern was extinguished and fell to the ground.

At this time, the sun rose from the east and shone on Qian Lingyu's pale face.The lights went out, but Su Luo hugged Qian Lingyu's gradually cooling body and opened his mouth to cry bitterly, but he couldn't make a sound after all.

"Qian Lingyu! Qian Lingyu! Don't go, you said, you will take me to see the plum forest snow scene next winter, you said, you won't leave, you won't leave me! You liar... "

The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.Once her teaching teacher wrote a line of poetry that was as resentful as the evening, as if weeping and complaining, so why is Su Luo's cry at this time not the same.

Zijun got up early in the morning, went to the kitchen to cook breakfast, and took it to Qian Lingyu's room. Unexpectedly, the room was empty. Zijun checked the temperature of the bed. The bed was completely cold, and there was no temperature at all.Zijun secretly thought it was bad, but he searched the whole bamboo garden and couldn't see the two of them at all.

Until later, she remembered that there was a water pavilion behind the bamboo garden, so she took a chance to look for it, not wanting to find Qian Lingyu and Su Luo there.However, Qian Lingyu had been walking for two hours, and her body was completely stiff.Su Luo, on the other hand, held a bamboo shovel in one hand, and tightly hugged Qian Lingyu's body in the other, weeping uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Zijun just sighed impolitely.When she took Qian Lingyu's pulse a few days ago, she already knew that she didn't have much time, but she didn't want Qian Lingyu to go so early.Although she didn't follow Qian Lingyu for long, Qian Lingyu didn't often come to this bamboo forest.But during the two weeks together, she witnessed the relationship between the two.

Although she didn't quite understand the relationship between men and women, she had never seen the expression on their faces when they were together.But she didn't know what kind of feeling it was. Later she asked Su Luo, but Su Luo smiled and said that it was called happiness.

Is that happiness? I don't know why, but when she is with the two of them and sees them so happy, she often has a smile on her face.She knows that is happiness.

Now that Qian Lingyu is gone, she should not have too much emotion, but now seeing Qian Lingyu lying in Su Luo's arms without blood, and seeing Su Luo's sad expression, her heart is also blocked and panicked , that lingering feeling deeply frightened her.Perhaps the princess felt this way at this time.Maybe even sadder than her.

It was the day after Qian Lingyu's death that the prince's mansion and the palace learned of Qian Lingyu's death.For Qian Lingyu's sudden and sudden death, everyone from Emperor Qianao's civil and military court to the common people was shocked by it.Some people were sad about Qian Lingyu's death while others were secretly happy.

The saddest ones are the people in the Prince's Mansion.At this time, Qian Yufan didn't know how happy he was.Once Qian Lingyu died, the throne would most likely belong to Qian Yufan.

Qian Lingyu's body was sent back to the Prince's Mansion in a thousand-year-old cold jade coffin.When the coffin was delivered to the Prince's Mansion, all the people in the whole mansion wept bitterly.Only Qinglong and Duyun looked calm, but Qingyong and Su Luo knew it, and they were probably the most saddened ones at the scene.

The most unexpected and unbelievable person about Qian Lingyu's death is Emperor Qianao.Qian Lingyu's death was caused by him alone. He killed his own son with his own hands!Emperor Qianao refused to believe this was true until he saw the body lying in the jade coffin on the day of Qian Lingyu's funeral.

Qian Lingyu's jade coffin was parked in the main hall of the Prince's Mansion, surrounded by layers of white chrysanthemums.White silk was hung everywhere in the originally festive Prince's Mansion.The entire mansion was full of crying and sobbing, and there was no more laughter and blessings from Su Luo and Qian Lingyu when they left the Prince's Mansion.

(End of this chapter)