---At this point, he can only 'comply with destiny'---
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next day
After a night of rain and dew, the dust of all things is renewed overnight, and the autumn atmosphere is full of autumn. The morning breeze accompanied by the rain and dew blows by, and the orchids fall one after another in the orchid garden, and the snow orchid falls, like an ink painting that expresses sympathy for autumn and hurts spring.
Outside the window, all the flowers have fallen, and the mist locks the pavilion. Inside, the morning light hits the house, making it bright.
On the round brocade table in the sleeping pavilion, the white candle that had burned out only had a wick with ink remaining, and the remaining smoke curled up and lingered quietly.
The pear wood and nephrite fell down, and the man hugged the woman in his arms tightly and fell asleep. He didn't feel cold all night.
When we slept together last night, the man seemed to have never slept so soundly, and was filled with a sense of spiritual satisfaction.
The fatigue of several days had turned into a low cry at this time. The man opened his sleepy eyes and saw the feather gauze curtain above his head. His brows were lightly frowned, and his expression was slightly stunned and dull.
Suddenly, as if something suddenly occurred to him, the man looked sideways at the person on the pillow on his left. Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, her breathing was so light that it felt like floating. Suddenly, he stiffly moved his hand to feel her breath.
The breath was soft and silky, but still even. In an instant, the man's hanging heart returned to its original position, and his dry lips lifted slightly. Fortunately, she was still there!
After a good night's sleep, the bloodshot tiredness in Wanyan Che's eyes faded a lot, and her energy seemed much better. Wanyan Che turned slightly sideways and looked at Jun Ziyan's sleeping face, who was sleeping comfortably and docilely. The distance between the two was so close, so close.
It had to make him a little uneasy.
The hands that had been holding weapons all year round were rough and thick, and the fingertips gently traced her eyes, eyebrows, nose, and lips. Finally, the man gently stroked away the black hair on her cheeks with a smile, and carefully gathered the hair behind her ears so that he could
Can see her more clearly.
How long has it been since the two of them have been like this? If you think carefully, it should be half a year, right?
Suddenly, Wanyan Che's eyes turned sour. At this moment, he thought that when he returned to half a year ago, those changes were completely gone, as if they were just a dream that would disappear as soon as he woke up!
In fact, nothing has changed, she is still his 'wife', and she is still the gentle little woman nestling in his arms like water.
Every day, as long as he wakes up, what he sees is her beautiful and innocent face nestled in his arms. She is so cute and gentle, and he can't get enough of her.
Why--
Wanyan Che sighed deeply and sadly, pain flashed in his eyes. How beautiful those days were! He was so happy during the two years he was married to her, but——
It's a pity that things have changed now.
A trembling kiss was lightly pressed on her forehead. The man's eyes were closed, and his heart was full of sorrow and bitterness.
He lamented the tricks of fate, mocked the ridiculousness of human nature, and even lamented that the word "love" hurts people and is ignorant.
If he could be given the right to choose again, he only wished that he had never known her, so that maybe the pain and pain he had brought to her would not be so profound.
After sighing deeply, he hugged her tighter. His aura was so domineering that it almost blended her with his body and blood, never to be separated.
However, he knew that everything might just be a delusion!
"Yan'er, it's already midnight, why are you still sleeping?"
The man made a comb with his hands and gently combed the silk and black silk for her, bringing a slight coolness to her hair. The silk-like touch made him crazy. At this time, he could no longer tell whether it was happiness or sadness in his eyes!
He raised his thin lips and said, "In this case, Yan'er will drink the 'Lost Heart Grass'."
He admitted that he was selfish and despicably hoped to imprison her for life. Even if he could only 'stay' with her like this for the rest of his life, he would be willing to do so without any regrets!
The woman's eyes were tightly closed, her breathing was light and as fragile as silk. If her face hadn't been too pale, she would have looked as if she was asleep.
He pressed his lips against her forehead and said, "Yan'er, if you persist for three more days, everything will be fine. No matter what happens to you in the future, your husband will never abandon you."
A touch of heartache penetrated into the five organs, Wan Yanche's hoarse voice was like a rock, and determination flashed in his eyes.
At this point, he could only 'comply with destiny'.
Jun Ziyan's long eyelashes quivered slightly, his eyes narrowed a few times, and there were only two words in his mind: "No - drink".
My pale lips opened with difficulty, but it was in vain!
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Go to the study room
"Ai Qing really decided to give it a try?" Su Gu Leng's lazy voice revealed a trace of darkness, and his black eyes flashed fiercely.
He learned from Yu Wen's old cunning mouth that he still decided to give it a try, so he urgently announced that he would enter the Palace of Mianjun.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching and the tea ceremony is approaching, but he has no intention of dealing with these national affairs. He just wants to know if she is safe?
"Back to the emperor, I decided to give it a try!" Wanyan Che had shaved off all the scum, and he was dressed in a gray casual suit that made him handsome and upright. Although he lost a bit of ruthlessness and power compared to the original, he had a bit more cold temperament.
His expression was light, almost indifferent, his voice was low, and no sadness or pain could be heard.
"I think your beloved should think twice. Logically speaking, I should not interfere with the family affairs of the ministers. The relationship between the emperor's brother and his wife is 'not shallow', but now - well, I also feel pity for you."
Wanyan Che clenched his fists under his sleeves and listened quietly without saying a word.
Sadness flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he suddenly narrowed his eyes, with a flash of evil, and said: "It's just that I also heard that Yuwen Imperial Physician said that 'Losing Heart Grass' is extremely cold and extremely powerful. I can't guarantee whether it will be good after eating it."
If you suffer from dementia for the rest of your life, won’t you be afraid if you love me?”
"Back to the emperor, I am naturally afraid, but it's useless! I just want to save my wife's life and lose my mind. It is better than being buried in the loess for a long time and turning into a lonely tomb." Wanyan Che bowed his hands and answered, his voice was hoarse, and he was originally indifferent.
His eyes were red.
Hearing this, the solitary handsome face froze, complex eyes flashed quickly, the white jade fingers under the bright yellow sleeves clenched into fists, eyes closed and then opened, the lazy voice was slightly cruel: "Then
How many days will it take for the medicine to be delivered?”
"It only takes three days to return to the emperor!" Wanyan Che bowed and replied after calming down.
Haiming Kingdom and Jijin are brotherly states, so it is not difficult to obtain the 'spiritual medicine'. Because Wanyan Che once saved his life, the king of Haiming Kingdom once gave him a 'twisting finger' and promised that in the future,
, the general wants the three cities of their Hai Ming Kingdom, and he will promise them unconditionally.
Therefore, as long as he sends the token given to him by Hai Mingjun along with Han Li, the medicine can be obtained smoothly.
"Three days!" Su Gu Leng said coldly, and stretched out his hand: "Stand back, I have been out for a long time. I want to go back and take care of my wife. I believe that God will not be so 'cruel'."
Suddenly, Wanyan Che felt a cold current running through his body. He boldly raised his eyes to meet the emperor's impenetrable eyes. Suddenly, a bold thought came into his mind.
Could it be that the Emperor—
Wanyan Che quickly regained his composure and bowed with light eyes: "My lord, please leave."
Waiting for Wanyan Che's figure to leave, Su Gu Leng stroked his forehead and raised his eyebrows, tapping the dark book with his fingers under his bright yellow sleeves. After a while, he smiled evilly with a lazy and confident smile, and called out: "Anfu!"
Upon hearing this, Eunuch An immediately walked into the study room. When he saw the smile on the emperor's face, he suddenly became cautious and bowed: "I'm here, my servant!"
"How long does it take to send a message from the palace to Peach Blossom Valley?"
"It only takes half a day to get back to the emperor!" Mr. An bowed and replied.
"How long does it take to get from Peach Blossom Valley to Beijing?" the emperor asked again.
"It only takes three days to return to the emperor!" Mr. An hesitated for a while and replied.
Hearing this, Su Gu Leng immediately stood up from the golden dragon chair and walked out of the study room with mighty steps. Eunuch An followed him respectfully, not knowing why!
The man looked at the scorching sun rising high in the east. He was dressed in bright yellow court clothes, showing that he was the emperor. His innate kingly aura was enough to make all living things surrender to him.
After a long while, the emperor lowered his eyes and said in deep thought: "As a relegated grandson of the royal family, Xuan Han should bear a heavy burden that he cannot bear."
Suddenly, Eunuch An suddenly realized that he couldn't bear it. The young prince was only ten years old. Wouldn't this be too cruel?
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