Chapter 127 Nest Swallows

Author: Holding Hairpin Star

Chapter 127 Nest Swallows

There were rumbles of thunder in the distance, and sudden rain poured down the tiled torrent until the rain gradually stopped in the early morning. Occasionally, the accumulated water droplets fell from the tips of the banana leaves in a "tick-tock-tock" manner.

When Wen Yu woke up, the sunlight had slanted through the green bamboos and into the flower window. He felt lazy and looked at the apricot-yellow figure propped up on the bedside. He thought it was Ti Zhen and shook hands subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, when the man looked up, he saw a strange female face with a plump silver plate.

Before he could calm down, Zheng E wiped away her tears with her sleeves and leaned forward with a smile, "Your Highness, wake up. You scared me last night and vomited a lot of blood. I thought you couldn't do it."

Fortunately, the doctor said it was blood stasis in the abdominal cavity and it will be fine after vomiting. Now I see that it is really fine."

Wen Yu suddenly let go, "Why is it you?"

Suddenly, I felt worried, and I couldn't help but look outside the door, "Ti Zhen..."

The more he thought about yesterday's crisis, his brain was burning. He hurriedly opened the quilt and wanted to go to the Jiyue Wangxiang Terrace to have a look. He moved too much and stretched the wound in one go. Suddenly, a burst of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zheng Ao called him in panic and hurriedly helped him sit up, "Sister Princess, she is fine, but she is not in the house right now. She said that Shang Fang has something urgent to attend to. You are seriously injured and get some rest quickly. We must not disturb you again."

There was another long silence, so quiet that you could hear the wind. Zheng Nuo pursed her lips slightly and continued talking to herself, "I heard that His Highness was seriously injured in an assassination last night, so I went to beg the Queen in a hurry, so that I could leave the palace.

you."

He turned around and took the medicine on the table, scooping it out gently, "The medicine is ready to dry, let's drink it first."

He wanted to bring it to Wen Yu's mouth, but he stopped it with his hand, "The princess left the palace last night, and it's time to go back now. If you don't do this, I'm afraid it will bring bad reputation to the princess's boudoir."

Zheng Ao's heart tightened for no reason, "Your Highness is my benefactor, and it is reasonable for me to serve my benefactor's soup, medicine, and food." He added, "What's more, the ones who kept watch last night were Hu Meiren and Zhao Meiren. I only came to take over this morning, so there was no need for me to take over."

What gossip can I spread?"

The more organized her answers were, the more it caused Wen Yu to think deeply. This was not a good sign. The more reserved her feelings were, the harder it was to explain them easily. He raised his head and looked at the cross knot on the bed curtain, and after a while he said: "The Queen is right.

You are very good, don't let her protect you."

Zheng Ao was startled, "I know, I will definitely be filial to the Queen in the future."

"This is natural, but the most important thing is your heart. You have to understand that no one else would do this kind of thing. You should understand the pros and cons. She can accept you because it is your destiny. You have to

Cherish it and learn to look up and look forward."

He said deeply: "It's only now that I understand the truth. Only by admitting and letting go of the past can I enjoy the happiness of the present."

Wen Yu is a smart person, and he can understand even when he clicks.

However, he could give Zheng Ao some advice, but he could not ruin the girl's face in a straightforward manner. At least correcting her in time before she made up her mind was also a way to save the situation.

Zheng Da lowered her eyes silently, her face was uncomfortable, and she was so speechless that she had nothing to say. It was already sunny outside, but the light made her feel empty.

The autumn wind picked up a few withered yellow leaves on the bluestone floor and swept them down under Ti Zhen's skirt. I don't know how long it took, but she heard a sharp and crisp voice calling her "girl" before she put away her hand on the door.

Turning around, a flash of dark green came into view, it was Song Hui.

Qing Meng was already disturbed, so she stopped hiding and signaled Song Hui to divide the red bean and coix seed porridge she had brought before entering the house alone.

Two pairs of eyes fell on her almost at the same time, but their expressions were different.

Zheng Ao felt her heart skip a beat, worry and sadness surged up all over her body, like ice water in December flooding her whole body. She stood up slowly and greeted her. Ti Zhen nodded in greeting, took her seat with a smile, and sat down.

to bed.

"I asked the small kitchen to cook some porridge to nourish the blood. The princess can also use some at noon." He then said to Wen Yu: "I also wanted to cool down today, so I asked someone to bring you a quilt.

."

Wen Yu squeezed her hand, and it was obvious that her hand was cold, so he put it in his palm and warmed it, complaining like a common man, "I just love beauty, and I'm wearing thin clothes."

She shook her head gently, and her hair around her temples fell loosely on her shoulders, "It's just the wind blowing on the road. I'm in good health."

He took out a hand stove from under the quilt and gave it to her, "Let's warm it up for a while and ask someone to add a charcoal basin later."

"It's warm enough. No matter how warm it is, it can still be compared to the rest of my life after the disaster."

It was a happy scene, but there was a sound of sighs falling to the ground silently.

Probably since Ti Zhen appeared in front of her, without doing anything, Wen Yu's eyes were occupied. The deep sadness was like Cui Yu who was wet with dew, too heavy to lift, and finally retreated spontaneously.

Seeing that there was no one to disturb her, Wen Yu stretched out his hands to hug her, and Ti Zhen leaned over meekly. After being close for a while, she raised her body again, fearing that the smell of blood from last night would not wash away and reach him.

"Why are you so far away from me?" He patted the other half of the bed and moved in spontaneously, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

The beauty was like a flower in the clouds, and Ti Zhen couldn't refuse it. After thinking about it, he had just taken a bath for a long time, his clothes were clean, and he had specially applied perfume, so he shouldn't be able to smell it.

She comforted herself and leaned back on his pillow. After seeing that he didn't speak for a long time and didn't look well, she raised her head and looked at him, "Does the wound hurt?"

Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"But it doesn't look like nothing is wrong. It's clear that you have something on your mind." Ti Zhen let out a sigh, looked outside, and bit her finger, "You didn't think I was going to set you up with the princess again, did you?"

As expected, he didn't refute immediately, so she hurriedly interrupted him, fearing that he would think of something else.

"It's a beautiful idea. I saved you after all my efforts. I didn't even get any benefits. How can I give it to others?" As he spoke, he pinched his cheek, "Speaking of the past.

I am also very generous, but after thinking about it, it may be that I am the one who is close to the ink, and I was led astray by your small-mindedness."

Her eyes and movements coordinated well, making him laugh and cry. He took off her hand and held it in his palm, "It seems that I got the right blow. Now I feel much more at ease."

She opened her arms and hugged her tightly, "Yes, it was also this time that opened my eyes. I never knew you still had skills in your body."

Wen Yu concentrated for a moment, feeling a bit sad and happy in his thoughts. After a long time, he answered: "Emperor Gaozu relied on martial arts to conquer the world, so he attaches great importance to riding, archery and swordsmanship to us princes. It is not impossible."

Probably out of grief, he had always been reluctant to call Emperor Gaozu his father. At first, Ti Zhen saw that he was avoiding taboos, so he called him that. Now, after experiencing this, he was even more indifferent to this unfamiliar title.

He asked with a smile: "You don't know that the former Prince Duanhui also won the first place in Chunwei swordsmanship."

Ti Zhen thought about the scene for a while, then looked at his fair and tender face, "You don't look like that." He frowned again, "Then why haven't I seen you use a sword since?"

"Later on, my legs got a little bad, so they were useless."

Ti Zhen looked at him in surprise. In fact, during the horse racing between Yi and Chunyuan that day, she probably guessed that he couldn't ride a horse, but she had to go by Wen Yu's past experience, and she was afraid that he would also suffer from leg problems now.

He is inextricably linked to his inactive father.

She wanted to change the subject, so she randomly found a reason to ask: "But...if I hadn't set an ambush in Xiangfei Temple when we met, would you have saved me?"

"What do you think?"

Ti Zhen was suddenly startled and laughed that she was stupid. Yes, he had already hidden himself behind his back at that time. She picked up her finger and touched his lips, "My husband is kind. Even if we meet by chance, we can put our lives on the line. I'm sure

It's the gods who came down to earth to save the world. It seems I have a lot to learn from you."

Unexpectedly, he looked at her with a slightly sad look and said, "Idiot, whoever meets you by chance has already met you dozens of times."

This was a strange thing to say, and Ti Zhen was in a daze for several seconds without realizing it. Wen Yu pursed his lips and smiled, turned around and looked into her eyes, with all kinds of emotions in his heart.
Chapter completed!