Hypocrisy

Author: Bai Ningyou

Hypocrisy

Chu Lingchen didn't speak, but she didn't push Song Waner away either.

So everyone knew that Yan Yuan lost.

Chu Lingchen was not like that at the beginning. They had been with him for many years and watched him slowly change from a somewhat cold-blooded young man to a taciturn person. Until the big tragedy three years ago, he was completely

The last bit of tenderness for the Chu royal family was taken away, and it became what it is today.

If there is anything else in this world that can make him bow his head and show some softness, there is only one thing left, a mantra:

That snowy night.

Song Wan'er probably really felt the crisis, so she even didn't hesitate to bring up the past.

Everyone looked at Yan Yuan with sympathy, this unlucky guy who was already doomed to lose even before he started competing for favor. Who made her meet the cold-faced and moody Chu Lingchen in the first place?

"Is the injury serious? But you are infected with the cold?"

To everyone's surprise, the neglected girl not only wasn't angry at all, but instead asked with concern on her face in order to go up:

"Does your stomach hurt? Are your hands and feet still cold?"

"It's windy tonight. If you suddenly inhale the cold air and catch the wind and cold in the mountains, you will really have unbearable abdominal pain."

Surrounded by strange eyes, Yan Yuan touched Song Wan'er's forehead seriously and sincerely, and breathed a sigh of relief: "There is no fever, it's not serious, but poor cooking can easily lead to the root cause of the disease."

Everyone was confused.

This... what on earth does she want to do?

Is she going to put on a special show to show the saint that she is gentle, virtuous, and neither jealous nor jealous?

Yan Yuan actually didn't think that much. She was not interested in how romantic Chu Lingchen and Song Wan'er were back then. She just knew that she must stay by Chu Lingchen's side tonight and she must not let those

There are opportunities for assassins in the dark.

She doesn't know who her opponent is, nor how many there are on her side. The only thing she can be sure of is that these days are different from the past. Although her skills are good, her strength is not enough. She may only be able to defeat the enemy in a short period of time, but she won't be able to sustain it for long.

In this case, the more people there are, the safer it is.

"Is Mother Chen here? Come and check Concubine Xu's pulse."

"Xiaoyu, go make some hot soup."

"Come here, please help send Concubine Xu to..." Yan Yuan's eyes turned around and quickly locked on the target, "In the largest tent."

Chen Niang and Xiao Yu stood up and started immediately without saying a word, but Chu Lingchen's attendants looked embarrassed. They did not dare to act rashly. After all, if they obeyed the Queen's order in this situation, what would the Holy Emperor do if they investigate? It would be embarrassing.

, it’s really embarrassing.

"Your Majesty..."

Song Wan'er cried out sadly.

Chu Lingchen stared at Yan Yuan and narrowed her eyes slightly.

She probably didn't know that her tone was different from usual when she spoke faster. It was originally soft and misty, but now it was clear and clear.

Chu Lingchen remained silent.

Yan Yuan lowered her head and leaned in front of him. She said: "Your Majesty, please feel free to leave Concubine Xu to my concubine."

She raised her head, and the bangs on her forehead were blown a little by the wind, revealing her sincere eyebrows:

"Your Majesty, please believe me, no one understands cold syndrome better than me."

"..."

"..."

"..."

No one expected that Chu Lingchen would be moved by this absurd reason.

Chu Lingchen didn't speak, she just stood one step away from Yan Yuan and looked at her, tilting her head slightly to reveal her clear jawline. After being in a stalemate in silence for a long time, he suddenly lowered his eyelashes and stepped back.

One step forward.

The situation has become clear.

Chu Lingchen chose the queen.

No matter how much Song Wan'er shed tears and tactfully, she couldn't change it. After the guards got the signal, they followed Yan Yuan's arrangement and settled the imperial concubine into the largest tent. Everyone performed their duties, diagnosing the pulse and boiling water.

The water was boiled and the guards stationed outside the camp. For a time, the camp was overcrowded.

very good.

Yan Yuan stood at the entrance of the military tent, looking back towards the direction of the forest.

As long as everyone gathers together, even if there is an assassin, he will throw a deadly weapon, and the one who launches a cold arrow will not be able to find the target. Chu Lingchen's life should be fine if he survives tonight.

Yan Yuan had just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly felt a subtle burning sensation in her ears. When she turned around, she realized that it was Chu Lingchen's gaze.

The gaze was very light, resting on her face and hair, like warm water brushing against her cheeks.

Yan Yuan doesn't like this feeling.

When she was in the army, although she was affiliated with the reconnaissance battalion, she would inevitably have to face the enemy head-on. The first thing her superior Ji Fei taught her at that time was to sense other people's eyes, no matter how close they were.

, or from a distance, from the side, or from the back.

He covered her eyes with a ribbon and taught her carefully in her ears:

"On the battlefield, your comrades have no time to look at you. All the eyes staring at you are from the enemy."

"Whether it is investigation or combat, never be caught by other people's eyes."

"This is the only way we can survive for a long time."

Ji Fei's teachings helped her through many dangerous battles, and it almost became her instinct to save her life. Just like at this moment, Yan Yuan clearly sensed——

She was captured by Chu Lingchen.

Yan Yuan did not respond to his gaze. She walked a few steps forward without revealing any trace, squeezed in front of Song Wan'er's bed, and asked Chen Niang with concern: "How is the condition of the imperial concubine? Is she suffering from cold? Is there any cure for the cold?

Method?"

Chen Niang was taking Song Guan'er's pulse, but before she could speak, Song Guan'er interrupted her.

"His Majesty……"

Song Wan'er withdrew her wrist from Chen Niang's hand, looked across the hurried crowd, and stretched out her fingertips towards Chu Lingchen's figure in the distance: "I may not be Han Ji, I just want to...

"

Yan Yuan grabbed her wrist, ignored Song Wan'er's sad eyes, and forced her hand back into the quilt: "The imperial concubine has unbearable abdominal pain and is sweating profusely. If it weren't for the cold..."

Yan Yuan said coolly: "It can't be that your finger hurts, right?"

Song Wan'er's face froze and he stopped moving.

Yan Yuan took this opportunity to tuck the corners of the quilt for her and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, sister, your Majesty will be here with you, and I will also be with you. You won't be alone tonight."

Now this military tent is the safest place in this barren mountain.

Let's just stay here together.

There is no conflict between them being a man and a concubine, and she being loyal to the emperor and serving the country.

Yan Yuan thought like this, and finally looked back at Chu Lingchen reasonably. She originally just wanted to make sure his position was safe, but she didn't expect to still meet his faint gaze.

"No need." Chu Lingchen stood in the distance and said calmly, "The imperial doctor is left in the tent, and the others perform their duties."

"..."

Chu Lingchen opened her mouth, and the guards filed out, and soon only a few people were left in the military tent.

Sure enough, some people are born to seek death!

Yan Yuan watched helplessly as all her hard work went into vain. She only regretted that today was different from the past. She couldn't beat Chu Lingchen down on the snow like she did back then.

Chu Lingchen turned to the outside of the tent, and before leaving, her eyes fell on Yan Yuan: "It's time for me to rest."

Yan Yuan grinded her teeth secretly on the spot.

If you rest, just rest. No good words can persuade a ghost to die.

Chu Lingchen did not continue to walk out, but stopped in place and looked at Yan Yuan, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. At that time, the candlelight reflected his eyes, which was somewhat indescribable.

ambiguous.

...Is he waiting for something?

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