---I want the general's wife to remain unscathed---
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What? The general's wife jumped into the pool to search for someone? How is she now?" Su Gu Leng looked shocked.
"Your Majesty, the general's wife was rescued by the general. Now she has been forcibly returned to the general's mansion by the general. The pond water is cold to the bones, and the lady is delicate and expensive. I'm afraid——." The leader of the Yujin Guards looked solemn and hesitated a little.
"You are so bold. You dare to speak lies without authorization. If anyone comes, pull him out and kill him." Su Gu Leng's eyes suddenly darkened and he shouted sternly, his rich voice deafening.
"Your Majesty, please spare my life. I am aware of my guilt. I shouldn't have lied or made any assumptions about the general's wife. Long live my mercy! Long live my mercy!" The leader of the Yujin Guards turned pale with fright. He collapsed on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
After hearing the order, several imperial guards came in. In an instant, they were all shocked by the cold air flowing in the study room. They all looked reserved and held their breaths.
After several vomitings, Su Gu Leng took a long breath and tried to calm down the anger in his heart. His sinister eyes shot out like blades, and Senli was cold and cold: "Go away, next time, I will chop you down!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." The Yujin Guards walked out of the gate of hell. They did not dare to hesitate anymore and hurriedly stepped out of the way. Immediately, the Yujin Guards all retreated, and they were all astonished.
"Anfu!" Su Gu Leng ordered.
"The slave is here!"
"It is my word that all the imperial doctors from the imperial hospital should go to the general's mansion. I want the general's wife to be unharmed, otherwise, I will ask them to come to see you with their heads raised." Su Gu Leng's wording was heavy, and his black eyes were narrowed, as cold as a blade.
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"Cha!" Anfu no longer hesitated, bowed and retreated.
The smoke from Qilin's hundred-hole furnace rises up, and the fragrance of dragon water rises. The cold current in the study room is gradually dispersed, and a kind of
Peace replaces.
Emperor Ji Jin closed his eyes and sighed deeply. When he heard the gentleman's words of jumping into the pool to find someone, the shock made his hard heart feel compassion.
What kind of love can make her do this?
When he opened it, a hint of hesitation and complexity flashed through the emperor's cold eyes, his brows were gloomy and frowning, and his expression was strange.
*
The night is like splashing ink, the moon is cold and quiet.
General's Mansion
"Change my dressing properly. Yan'er has Xi'er over there, so you don't need to worry about it." The old lady's angry voice echoed in the inner hall, and the jade dragon crutch in her hand became clearer and clearer in the dim light of the lamp.
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Two hours ago, the two of them returned home at night. Jun Ziyan had already been put on dry clothes, but he was still wet and returned home with a chill in his body.
When Han Li, the general of the family, said that they jumped into the cold pool, the lady almost drowned, which made the old lady furious.
Now that the emperor has shown his favor and sent all the imperial doctors in the palace to the general's palace, Jun Ziyan has nothing to do with him at all.
It was better for him. He would rather wait by and not let the imperial doctor see his injuries. The internal and external injuries were so worn out that the old lady was so angry that she summoned the generals to pull him out with brute force, barely beating him unconscious.
"Grandma, I'm not in the way, I--" Wanyanche still refused, and all he could think about was her who was in a coma.
"Shut up, if you say one more word I will break your legs with this jade crutch."
The old lady was so angry that she couldn't speak. She sighed deeply and said, "Look at what you have become now. You haven't closed your eyes for four days and four nights. You look like a bad old man. If Yan'er wakes up and sees you,
I'll probably scare you into fainting again if you look like this."
The old lady's crescent-shaped eyes glared angrily as she scolded her unsatisfactory grandson. How long would it take for him to let her, an old woman, live in peace and contentment and have a taste of family happiness?
In the past three months, every day in the General's Mansion has been filled with chaos and restlessness. Now that Yan'er has been brought back by him, the situation is worse than three months ago. There is really not a day that goes well for her.
Suddenly, a cold current filled the inner hall, and the air was very oppressive. Three highly qualified doctors were waiting aside. They felt that it was neither right to step forward to examine the general nor to step back. They looked at the old man with stiff and embarrassed expressions.
Taijun, this is asking for help.
In the end, Wanyan Che had no choice but to give up and let the few waiting imperial doctors diagnose and treat him with a calm face.
"hiss--"
Wanyan Che frowned and opened the wound. The wound that had been infected to the bone was now leaking with traces of pus and blood. He gasped in pain.
At that time, in order to keep himself sane, he stabbed his thigh with the "Cang Lie" sword. He had a certain death intention, so he didn't care at all.
Nowadays, it is difficult to heal the internal injuries and sword wounds at once. In addition, the cold air from the cold pool soaked in the water yesterday has penetrated three parts of the bones, making the situation even more serious.
When the old lady saw the wound oozing blood and pus, she suddenly gasped in pain.
This stinky boy really didn't even care about his life. If it weren't for the special situation at this time, she would have beaten him to death with a jade cane. This unworthy grandson really made her angry to death.
About half a day later, the imperial doctor had already taken care of the matter, and just said to the Taijun with a serious expression: "Going back to the Taijun, the general's injury has been soaked in by the cold air of the pool, and has now penetrated to the bone. You should take good care of yourself now, otherwise he will definitely die."
The root cause of the disease has come down." After a little delay, he said with a solemn expression: "The mild case is lame, the serious case is disabled!"
At the last six words, the old lady was shocked, her crescent eyes widened, and her well-maintained old face suddenly looked older and turned pale.
"Taijun." Butler Liu supported the old Taijun steadily and called out in a worried voice. He had always seen the eldest young master, but...
On the contrary, Wanyan Che had a calm expression on his face, as if the person the imperial doctor mentioned was not him.
He had already known his injuries, and he had already thought of the imperial doctor's diagnosis. It was not self-inflicted, but when he was so sad and haggard, he had no time to pay attention to his injuries. Now, he just wanted to say that his son was safe, and nothing else mattered.
The old lady gasped for breath and vomited a few times, then she begged in a trembling voice: "Please take care of yourself, doctor."
The imperial doctors bowed and bowed: "Doctor, please rest assured. As long as the general takes good care of himself, he will definitely recover. We hope that the general will cooperate with us." Ouyang, the leader, said negatively.
"Of course, of course, you should cooperate with Imperial Physician Ouyang. If you are busy, just ask the great doctor to prescribe medicine." Taijun nodded lightly, and then told Butler Liu: "Old Liu, follow the imperial physician to the palace to get medicine.
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"Yes, Taijun." Butler Liu bowed and responded, and several imperial doctors made invitations: "Female doctors, please."
When only the mother-in-law and grandson were left, the old lady's original thoughts of scolding were filled with heartache, and she sighed: "Che'er, don't destroy yourself. Only with the capital of your body can you have hope. Now, Yan'er
I need you, Grandma also needs you, and the General’s Mansion needs you even more. You are not only the pillar of the General’s Mansion, but also the pillar of the entire Jin Dynasty, do you understand?”
I just hope he can listen to these sweet words and take them to heart, otherwise, he will be really ruined!
The words made Wanyan Che feel ashamed. He raised his yellow and haggard face, his scarlet eyes met the old lady's crescent moon eyes full of heartache, and said hoarsely: "Grandma, my grandson is really useless."
His bloodshot eyes looked at Taijun in shame, his thin lips tightened and he gritted his teeth, saying: "Now your grandson is no longer the grandson you are proud of. Your current grandson is just a useless person who can neither help Yan'er"
, and I can't save Sha Jue. The 'pillar' of Ji Jin has been broken. He is dead. He is no longer the Wanyan Che who fought bravely to kill the enemy. If possible, I really hope that the person who died is me, not Sha—
—”
"Snapped--"
The loud and clear voice resounded in the inner hall, shocking the maids in the outer hall to the point of trembling with fear.
"This slap is to wake you up from the bastard words you just said. My grandson is a general who defends the country and the people. He is the pillar of the country and the pillar of the court. He is the grandson that I, Xue Linhua, am most proud of. No matter what
I will be proud of my grandson at any time. If you still want Yan'er to think highly of you, you should support your great-grandmother, instead of just complaining like a woman. Is there still a long way to go for you?
What you have to do now is to take good care of Yan'er, take care of yourself, and repay all the debt you owed to her mother and child. Even if you and your wife are not destined to be together in this life, you must accumulate fate for future generations, so that you can be worthy of the fetus you aborted.
, if you want to destroy yourself, get out of the general's mansion now, and grandma, you can also 'out of sight, out of mind'."
The old lady's words were filled with grief and anger, her crescent-moon eyes were filled with red mist, and she wrote every word with pearls. Her wrinkled hands were holding the jade cane tightly, and her body was trembling. It was obvious that she was very angry. The last five words were spelled out quite strongly. They were her last words.
See note.
Tears fell on the white jade bricks, Wanyan Che's left handsome cheek was stained red, his body was trembling, his throat was choked, and he could not utter a single word.
After a long time, a pair of warm hands touched his face, making him stiffen.
The old lady smiled comfortingly and said: "Che'er, when your mother was not a monk, she often said, 'There are no absolutes in anything, the most important thing is persistence. There is nothing that people can't do. It just depends on whether you have the courage to persist and bear it.
Che'er, you have to know that no one is perfect, and no one can make mistakes. Even if Yan'er is really not destined to be with you in this life, you can still accumulate fate in this life, and 'fate surrounds fate'. Grandma believes that you will definitely have something.
We can stay together and depend on each other for the rest of our lives.
No matter what, you can't destroy yourself. A man stands upright and there is nothing he can't bear. If you have the courage to bear it, it is better than escaping for the rest of your life. Therefore, you are still the grandson that my grandmother is proud of."
Her descendants, Xue Linhua, have never been Confucian scholars!
"Grandma, I—" Wanyanche choked, her heart aching uncomfortably.
"Take good care of Yan'er and don't let her collapse. Prince Su is a precious person. I believe he won't die so easily. If you can't find him, there is hope and a glimmer of life. So you have to comfort her and use your own strength to comfort her.
The body supports her."
Even if she cannot become Xue Linhua's grandson's daughter-in-law in this life, she still hopes that Yan'er can be happy, even if that happiness is not something that her grandson can afford, so that she will be worthy of her benefactor.
Suddenly, Xing'er rushed into the inner hall with a panicked expression, and said in a hurry, panting: "Old, old lady, General, no, it's not good, madam, she, she -"
Hearing this, the old lady and Wanyan Che were both shocked, and both asked: "What happened to Madam?"
"Madam, she suddenly vomited blood——" Xing'er's face was filled with tears in an instant.
"What--"
*
Rushing to Lanxi Garden, the old imperial doctor Yu Wen Yiran was giving Junziyan acupuncture. Several imperial doctors were waiting aside. Wanyan Yixi had tears on her face and blood on her chest. The smell of blood filled the bedroom and she was suffocating.
Makes you breathless.
On the soft couch, Jun Ziyan's face was as pale as paper, with a slight trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was vomiting lightly and seemed to be absent. He was dying, his delicate brows were frowning, and he murmured with his lips parted. What could he hear?
However, as long as you listen carefully, you can hear the word "Sha Jue".
As soon as she saw the old lady and Wanyan Che, Wanyan Yixi burst into tears: "Grandma, eldest brother, Ziyan, she, she——"
Wanyan Che turned a deaf ear and was unable to move his feet. He suddenly pushed away Han Li who was supporting him and limped to the front of the cave to sit down. However, Dr. Yuwen ordered someone to stop him and stood aside.
Wanyan Che knelt on the ground and whispered: "Yan'er——"
The woman on the soft pear couch frowned slightly and breathed lightly.
She made him feel more uncomfortable than killing Wanyan Che with one knife. He wished he was the one lying there and he was the one who fell off the cliff.
God, that's enough. Stop torturing her. Everything is his fault. If possible, he is willing to hurt and ache for her.
Everyone sighed secretly and felt pity for the two beauties in front of them. Their expressions were solemn and solemn. The eyes of the old lady and Miss Sun were red, and the faces of the attendants were all stained with tears.
Time passed little by little, and everyone's heart was in the air, sweating for the woman who was unconscious on the floor.
Outside, the orchids are falling like snow, but it is obviously extremely quiet. The wind is blowing, and the early autumn season is always full of melancholy and sadness, making people unable to help but shed tears.
Lang Yayue, the beautiful woman is haggard
I raised my glass and drank up the wind and snow
Who overturned the cabinet of past lives and caused trouble?
Yuan Zi Jue: Several Reincarnations
You furrow your eyebrows and cry, but the beauty cannot be called back
Even though history has turned to ashes, my love will never die
Prosperity is like three thousand east flowing water
I only take a spoonful of love to understand, I only love the butterfly you incarnate in
Your hair is like snow, so sad and beautiful to say goodbye
Who was touched by my burning incense?
Invite the bright moon to make memories bright
Love is perfect under the moonlight
Your hair is like snow and your tears are flying
Who am I waiting for to grow old?
Drunk in the mortal world, tipsy years
I will carve a monument of eternal love for you with no regrets
Whose mortal tears sealed the beauty’s heart?
If possible, I wish I had never met you, so I won’t regret it!
*
Lingfeng Pavilion
The former grace and grace have faded away, and today's Lingfeng Pavilion is even more desolate.
In the dormitory, the weak lamps swayed chaotically, elongating the woman's slender figure.
The woman, dressed in snow gauze, stood at the window lattice, looking up at the waning moon in the sky, her calm eyes like a thousand-year-old cold harp.
The wind tonight is colder than before, the woman's untied black hair is fluttering slightly, and Ding Qianrong's thoughts are drifting into the distance. Now, all she can do every day is look at the moon and think about her children.
Behind them, Zhen'er and Xiaolian each looked at each other, and finally Xiaolian couldn't help but say: "Second Madam, First Madam, she seems to be dying." Her voice was low, revealing guilt, regret, and no clue.
The cynicism and ridicule before, my conscience woke up after I discovered it. That gentle woman poured into my heart like spring water. When I recall it lightly, my heart feels warm.
Hearing this, Ding Qianrong's body trembled, Ruxue's face became paler, her eyes widened in shock, and her eyes suddenly closed, and her heart was filled with sadness.
The sawdust in the window lattice was almost oozing with blood. I tried hard not to cry. My body was shaking violently. Suddenly, I suppressed my face and laughed wildly: "Hahaha——"
The laughter was so sudden and sad in the night, it was ear-piercing and frightening, and the two maids behind him were so frightened that their backs instantly went cold.
Zhen'er called out in a trembling voice: "Xiao, Miss, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Zhen'er."
"Hahaha——" Ding Qianrong was still laughing so hard that her whole body was shaking and she was laughing so wildly.
In the end, the woman's laughter turned into unbearable wails, which seemed like sarcasm and ridicule, but she could no longer find the joy of succeeding in the first place.