Eastward Flow

After a rebellion, the palace is still brightly lit.Yang Yuting dealt with the follow-up matters and arranged for the golden robe guards to patrol to ensure the safety of the palace.

This night was very thrilling and exciting for everyone.Xuan Jingchen, who had been prepared for a long time, was also disturbed by Zhong Lisuo.Earlier, she ordered Uncle Feng to leave with Marquis of Zhenbei, but now she hastily summoned her as soon as she left the study, and asked, "How is Mr. Xiao?"

"There was poison on the arrow, and the imperial physician was helpless. Later, Mr. Nian Wang came to the rescue and drew the poison out, so it was fine." Uncle Feng followed behind Xuan Jingchen like a shadow, whispering softly.She usually doesn't talk much, only when Xuan Jingchen asks her.

Xuan Jingchen's heart tightened, and he didn't have the energy to think about Wang's things at the moment, so he asked anxiously, "Where is she now?"

"In the side hall of Anheyuan."

"Did anyone go to see it? Who else is there?" Xuan Jingchen walked forward, hurriedly, obviously very anxious.

"The eldest princess has gone, and she left after seeing that the poison was gone." Uncle Feng was tall, and his words were also first-class loyal and dull, "The Marquis of Zhenbei and the servant Lezheng are waiting on the small couch, and the servant who holds the lamp is also there. .”

Xuan Jingchen thought for a while, but kept walking, "Don't let people know that I went to see her."

At this time, as an emperor, it was really not a good choice for her to meet the son of Zhenbeihou's family at night.She already understood what Zhong Lisuo was thinking at this moment, she didn't say it because she was Le Zhengsu now.Since she made such a choice, Xuan Jingchen had no choice but to respect her decision.

Although Feng Bo was honest, he was not stupid, and upon hearing Xuan Jingchen's order, he said, "Then I'll let them sleep soundly."

"En." Xuan Jingchen nodded, quickened his pace, and the two of them quickly arrived at the side hall of Anheyuan.At this time Zhenbeihou was sending Zhonglimu out, Xuan Jingchen and Feng Bo jumped onto the roof together, watching Zhonglimu and Zhenbeihou express their thanks with cold eyes.

Today, Zhong Lisuo blocked an arrow for him, Zhong Limu should come and see.

But it was late at night, and Zhong Limu still came, which disturbed people's rest.Xuan Jingchen frowned slightly, seeing Zhong Limu bowed, and left Anhe Garden with the attendants carrying lanterns.

Zhenbeihou turned around, closed the door, and returned to the house.

"Go back to sleep, Su'er is here with me watching over her." He looked at the worried eldest daughter and advised him gently.

Le Zhengying shook his head and said: "Just now His Majesty gathered six books, Father, it's very bad if you don't go. His Majesty will definitely call again tomorrow, Father, business is the most important thing, you go back to sleep first, recharge your batteries Ah Su's poison has been cleared, so father doesn't have to worry too much, I'll just keep her company."

When Zhenbei Hou heard the same reasoning, he became a little worried when he thought that he was not there just after the empress ordered.But Le Zhengsu was his child, so he couldn't rest assured, he hesitated for a while, and then said: "Then you guard Su'er, and if Su'er is gone, call the imperial doctor to come and have a look."

"Well, father, you go back first."

Zhenbeihou nodded in agreement, and left Anheyuan temporarily under the watchful eye of Le Zhengying.Feng Bo on the roof saw him leave, jumped into the house after a few ups and downs.

At that time, Le Zhengying was arranging the quilt for her younger sister, but unexpectedly, she was stunned by Feng Bo with a knife in his hand.Uncle Feng caught her limp body, stuffed sleeping medicine into her mouth, and carried her to the couch.

After finishing all this, Uncle Feng returned to the roof and stood silently beside Xuan Jingchen.Seeing this, Xuan Jingchen told her, "You stay here and don't let anyone come over."

Feng Bo nodded, and Xuan Jingchen jumped off the roof and walked towards the bright room.

After she left, Feng Bo sat on the roof bored.She raised her head and looked at the night sky, where a huge bright moon like a disc hung full in the sky.

The bright moonlight poured down on every corner under the night sky.

It's a full moon, Feng Bo thought, what a good day.

When she was thinking this way, the room below creaked and the door was pushed open.Xuan Jingchen stared at the bright lights in front of her eyes, feeling a little dazed for a moment, she closed the door casually, hesitated for a moment, then walked into the room with light steps.

Le Zhengying, who was knocked out by Uncle Feng, was lying on the couch and fast asleep.Xuan Jingchen didn't look at her, and walked straight towards the one behind the screen.She walked around the screen and was instantly distracted by the person lying on the bed.

Xuan Jingchen's footsteps slowed down, obviously he wanted to see that person again, but for some reason, he felt timid at this moment.She walked towards the bed step by step, the man's face became clearer and clearer, Xuan Jingchen suppressed his breath, sat gently on the bed, and poured all his eyes on that immature boy's face.

Zhong Lisuo closed his eyes at this moment, and lay down on the bed with a pale face.Xuan Jingchen looked at her face carefully, thinking, it was so similar, and he was in a trance for a long time, why didn't he recognize this person?

Whether it is youthful and vigorous, or the appearance of sleeping now, it is exactly the same as before, and there is no change.

It's all my fault, I can't believe it.

Xuan Jingchen wanted to laugh, but tears were condensed in her eyes. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and her white fingertips tremblingly fell on Zhong Lisuo's face.

The scorching temperature of the young man burned Xuan Jingchen's fingertips through the skin, and the warmth spread from the fingertips to all the limbs, making Xuan Jingchen's eyes soften.

She looked tenderly at the boy who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and tears rolled out as if he couldn't control it.It was obviously a very happy thing, but she wanted to cry loudly.

She and Zhong Lisuo, a young couple, first met when the temple was ruined in Yunzhou, when the emperor assassinated her to force her to marry, then encountered criticism from the officials, went to the two states for a blizzard, and finally ended the rebellion with Wanzhou.They supported each other along the way, and all their hearts were moved by her. Xuan Jingchen thought that they would be together for many years, even if Zhong Lisuo was sick and weak, it would last a hundred years, but he never thought that God would treat him so kindly.

She always thought that after going north to Yuman, the country of Chu would be prosperous and peaceful, and she would be Zhong Lisuo's queen for life, but she never thought that it would end up in such a situation.

The grief of a young man widowed is unbearable for ordinary people.I don't know how many midnight dreams came back. She woke up from the dream and subconsciously touched her pillow, but what she touched was cold.Infinite darkness and loneliness engulfed her, and such panic made her think that all this was just a dream, extremely desolate.

But the night will pass, and when the day comes, she has to take on the heavy responsibility of this country and be a good king.

After three years like this, I thought it would be better, but I miss that person more and more day by day.

She remembered the young man standing in front of the ruined temple, his pretty brilliance captured everyone's attention.

She remembered the prince under the cherry tree, gentle and refined, he was the noble son that all girls in Yuanzhou City would fall in love with.

She remembered His Royal Highness in front of Emperor Assassin's bed, that was the first person Xuan Jingchen met who stood in front of her.The thin body is like a mountain, enough for her to rely on and follow her whole life.

What she remembers more is the appearance of the thin emperor tirelessly flipping through books, correcting memorials and formulating policies in front of the bright light in the study room late at night.

That appearance is engraved deep in her soul, how can people forget it?

Two lines of tears fell, Xuan Jingchen gently stroked Zhong Lisuo's face, his gaze moved down, and fell on her shoulder.

Zhong Lisuo was covered with a thin quilt, exposing his shoulders.She was wearing a middle coat to cover up the bandaged wound, Xuan Jingchen's gaze fell on that spot, and her hand gently reached over.

Why does such a weak person have the aura to block everything for others.

Why, so heroic that it makes people's heart beat?

Xuan Jingchen touched the wound lightly, saw Zhong Lisuo's frown with sharp eyes, and withdrew his hand like lightning.

It hurts, but I didn't shout out at that time, how can I bear it.

Xuan Jingchen suddenly thought of the appearance of the rash-covered emperor biting the quilt and enduring all the pain that winter day, and his heart tightened.

The little medical worker once said that in the later stage of the Gu poison, it would bite the internal organs, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't bear it.However, Jian Tiansi checked the medication records of the Tai Hospital, but found no analgesic drugs.Xuan Jingchen knew that in order to stabilize Baiguan, she actually endured it alive.

Every time she thought about it, her heart ached unbearably.

Self-blame, remorse, and intense joy knocked down Xuan Jingchen.She sat by Zhong Lisuo's bed and kept watch for almost a night without knowing it.

She was thinking about the past with Zhong Lisuo, and the 16-year-old Le Zhengsu and Zhong Lisuo gradually overlapped in her mind.

"Who are you?"

"Which guard is your lord, and whose name is it?"

"General?"

"Master Yongle?"

"Zitong..."

"His Majesty."

……

Those memories were intertwined together, and merged into the hot eyes of the young man amidst the fierce drumbeat.Xuan Jingchen closed his eyes, held back all the tears, and said in his heart.

You are back, Your Highness.

They are husband and wife, and they have each other in their hearts, not her wishful thinking.

Xuan Jingchen laughed, wiped away tears, and looked at the person on the bed without any fatigue.Until the moon set, the morning glow gradually brightened from outside the window.

"Water..." At the end of the night, a weak moan attracted all of Xuan Jingchen's attention.

Zhong Lisuo on the bed frowned and shouted drowsily, "Thirsty... Mother... Shuo wants to drink water..."

Xuan Jingchen got up when he heard the words, and went to a cup of tea in a panic.Zhong Lisuo on the bed struggled dazedly to get up, but fell into an embrace.Xuan Jingchen held her half in his arms, and fed the tea into her mouth without any strangeness.Zhong Lisuo gulped down his drink, in a daze, not aware of his situation at all.

Xuan Jingchen saw that she drank so fast that her underwear was wet, he reached out to support her chin, and after feeding her slowly, he asked softly, "Do you want more?"

Zhong Lisuo nodded, and was about to respond, but at the next moment he suddenly raised his head, saw a longing face, and stammered, "Zi... Zitong..."

Xuan Jingchen softened his eyes, looked at her softly while holding the cup, and smiled slightly.