Eastward Flow

The matter between Zhong Lisuo and Xuan Jingchen attracted the attention of the people around them.After Le Zhengying finally solved the problem that his sister suddenly posed, he turned all his attention to political affairs.

At that time, Xuan Jingchen had already made up his mind about Xishan.She ordered Yang Yuting to escort Zhong Licheng and other rebels to Dali Temple the next day.So at nightfall, an uninvited guest came to the cell where Zhong Licheng was held alone.

Zhong Licheng, who did not have a sharp sword, also took off his dirty gold robes and guards at this moment, and only wore a snow-white jacket. He sat on the small bed and raised his hands to tidy up his messy temple hair meticulously.

"My son has a good heart, and he has already become a prisoner, and he is still so handsome." A man's voice came to his ears, Zhong Licheng tidied up his appearance unhurriedly, looked at the visitor with a pale face, and said: " I still don’t understand, why did my husband betray me? My husband has helped me and my father for more than ten years, I never imagined that such a day would come.”

The man stood at the door of the old house and tapped lightly on the strong lock.With a click, the door lock was unlocked, and Nianwang's figure floated in front of Zhonglicheng like a ghost, and smiled at him and said, "My son is wrong. I didn't betray you. I was not the one to help you from the beginning."

Zhong Licheng sneered, and asked: "If you dare to ask who you are helping, sir, you are willing to stay by my side and drive me for many years."

Nian Wang shook his head and said, "Your Majesty is joking, how could he be the one who drove me? I just use the hands of your Majesty to do some things. Speaking of which, I would really like to thank you father and son. If it weren't for you Zhongzhou One branch, I still can't get your huge Zhongli home."

Zhong Licheng's eyes narrowed, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Sir, do you have a grudge against me, Zhong Li's family?"

Nianwang nodded, then shook his head again, "It is."

Seeing this, Zhong Licheng returned to his gentle and spring-like appearance, and said, "Then Mr. is here to kill me? Are you not afraid to put yourself in it when you come to kill me?"

Nianwang bowed his head and said: "You are bound to die for the rebellion, Emperor Qing will come to take your life. I am just here to give you something."

"Lian Lizhi's coldness is unbearable. I think it's more uncomfortable than the blood cicada gu." Nian Wang leaned over, patted Zhong Licheng's shoulder lightly, and said in a warm voice: "No hurry, no rush, Your Royal Highness, enjoy yourself on the way to Guixu."

Zhong Licheng snorted, and Nian Wang's figure flashed away.The door lock fell again, Zhong Licheng's face was pale, but he couldn't help curling up on the bed after all, clenching his teeth from the pain from the bone-piercing cold.

A slightly dim full moon penetrated into the labor room through the narrow window, and Zhong Licheng trembled with pain, only feeling numb.He is going to die, Zhong Licheng thought.Looking at the bright moonlight, he suddenly thought that the night when he escaped from southern Xinjiang many years ago was also so bright.

He hugged himself, thinking of the girl's bright and innocent smile, only felt more pain.

Blood cicada Gu, why did you give it to Zhong Lishuo in the first place?He vaguely remembered that he didn't really want to kill Zhonglisuo.Why did she have to be killed? It would be fine if he ascended the throne when Wanzhou rebelled.

But why did you kill him?Zhong Licheng thought for a while, and thought of those two figures who had been walking side by side on the Xigong School field many years ago, and laughed foolishly.

If his Ah Qian is still there, he can do the same with her.

So he is jealous, jealousy is clearly the offspring of Emperor Ling, why the two have completely different treatment.It's as if his father was jealous of Emperor Assassin.

So, he ordered a killer to destroy everything about Zhong Lisuo with his own hands.

A person whose name is not perfect, why should he have a more perfect life than him.Therefore, such a life, let him destroy it.

He curled up in pain, the Gu worm entrenched in his heart released cold air, but in his mind, he couldn't help thinking of the face of the Bo people girl.

Ah Qian...Ah Qian...

If there is an afterlife, I will definitely accompany you in southern Xinjiang, and live happily in the deep mountains and old forests for a lifetime.

Zhong Licheng finally passed out from the pain, and not long after he passed out, Jian Tiansi led the imperial physician into the cell.

What happened in the cell was soon passed on to Xuan Jingchen by the order of Jiantiansi. At that time, she was in the side hall where Zhong Lisuo was placed, and she had dinner with her, and said: "Tomorrow we will leave for the palace. Now, at that time, will your Highness go back to the Beihou Mansion of Zhenbei to recuperate?"

"Yeah." Zhong Lisuo nodded, thinking that her injury would make her mother worry, so she had better go back earlier to report to her mother that she was safe.

Xuan Jingchen paused for a moment, and then said softly after a while: "Your Highness is weak and seriously injured. The Imperial Hospital has a lot of talents and medicinal materials. Your Highness saved King Yunzhong this time. If he stays in the palace to recuperate, I think it will be fine." Is it okay?"

She said it tactfully, but Zhong Lisuo completely understood what she meant.It's just that he wants to keep her in the palace.Zhong Lisuo found it funny, but also a little excited. She had never realized that the queen would miss her like this before.

So Zhong Lisuo smiled and said, "Zitong, you can do whatever you want."

Xuan Jingchen laughed happily when he heard the words, and ordered the servant An who was waiting outside to convey the order to the father and daughter of Zhenbeihou.

After dinner, the waiters waiting outside moved the bathtubs for washing to the other side of the side hall, and they opened the screen to block the view so that Xuan Jingchen could take a bath.

Since the identity was revealed, Xuan Jingchen quickly adapted to Zhong Lisuo's new identity in just one day, and treated her the same as before.

Guarding her, guarding her, and taking care of her, Xuan Jingchen did everything he thought was considerate for Zhong Lisuo.She was happy with Zhong Lisuo, so she remembered how to love her.

Therefore, in such a short period of time, Xuan Jingchen recovered the four years missing between her and Zhong Lisuo.She has no taboos in front of Zhong Lisuo, just like she was in the palace back then, and she still gets along with her like an empress.

The maids took off Xuan Jingchen's clothes and waited for her to bathe in the bathtub.The rich fragrance of flowers and water vapor drifted over through the screen. Zhong Lisuo lay on the bed, listening to the sound of dripping water in his ears, smelling the strange fragrance wafting from his nose, his heart beat faster for some reason.

Once upon a time, after finishing his political affairs in the study, Zhong Lisuo would always take a shower and lie down on the bed, waiting for Xuan Jingchen to come back.At that time, she would hold a book and wait for Xuan Jingchen to fall asleep together after taking a bath.

This situation is too familiar, but she has no books now, and the fragrance of flowers here is far stronger than the fragrance of medicine on her body, so Zhong Lisuo inevitably started to think wildly.

She thought of the encounter in the hot spring pool in the cold spring, the steaming clouds and mists surrounding Xuan Jingchen's snow-white body, her plump breasts, and her soft and greasy skin.Such a beautiful scene seemed to have taken root in her mind, lingering.

"Indecent and indecent..." Zhonglisuo murmured, although everyone has a love for beauty, but she still felt an endless sense of blasphemy.

She was restless, as if it had been a long time, or just for a moment, a gust of fragrant wind wafted towards her.

"Trace."

"Huh?" Zhong Lisuo opened his eyes suddenly, only to see Xuan Jingchen who had already bathed, wearing a snow-white jacket, pulling up his long hair, standing beside her bed, and said softly with a smile: "I thought You fell asleep, the waiters have changed the water, and I have finished bathing, so get up."

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Yuanzhou City was still hanging on the tail of the autumn tiger, looking scorching hot.Zhong lisuo had been lying on the bed for a whole day and had a shoulder injury, so he could take a bath.

Zhong Lisuo nodded when he heard the words, his eyes wandered and he didn't dare to look at Xuan Jingchen.The woman who just took a bath, her body exuded a refreshing fragrance and moist water vapor, her delicate face was transpired with a hint of pinkness from the water vapor, carrying the charm of a mature woman.

Zhong lisuo had no experience, and was as flustered as all the stunned young men.Xuan Jingchen smiled, leaned over and helped her up from the bed.She leaned over, and the neckline of the jacket was opened a little, revealing a little snow-white spring.Seeing this, Zhong Lisuo's face tightened, and he stood up in a panic with the help of Xuan Jingchen's hand.

She walked towards the steaming water vapor behind the screen, looked at the petals floating on the warm water in the bathtub, and untied her clothes with one hand.

A hand reached behind her and untied the belt around her waist for her.Zhong Lisuo froze, turned around to look at the woman who came behind her, and stammered, "Zi... Zitong... why did you come in?"

Xuan Jingchen smiled, and said slowly: "You hurt your shoulder, it will be inconvenient to use only one hand, how about I change your clothes for you?"

Zhong lisuo subconsciously wanted to refuse, but thinking about it, it didn't seem like there was anything to refuse.When she was ill, she often exposed her body in front of Xuan Jingchen.

But Zhong Lisuo thought about it, and said, "Then I'll just call a maid in, why bother you."

Xuan Jingchen paused, and looked up at her, eyes full of helplessness.Zhong Lisuo also reacted, and immediately closed his mouth, unable to say any more words of rejection, only a pair of red ears dripping blood.

The middle clothes were taken off, the obscene clothes were untied, and Xuan Jingchen took off Zhong Lisuo's trousers. When the last pair of obscene trousers slipped off, the young and tall body of a 17-year-old girl appeared in front of Xuan Jingchen.

Xuan Jingchen stopped his hands and looked at the body carefully.The aristocratic girl from Lanzhou has a proud height, a pair of long legs that are thin and white, and a cute and upright breast that is not yet fully mature. Coupled with that familiar handsome face, she has a young and moving temptation.

Xuan Jingchen stretched out his hand, traced the bandaged place on Zhong Lisuo's shoulder, and finally landed on the side of her neck lightly, calling her, "Your Highness?"

"Huh?" Zhong Lisuo responded, getting rid of the initial shyness, and put on a frank look on his face.

The gentle emperor raised his head, looked at the girl's face that had remained the same for ten years, smiled, and said, "It's hot."