outside the imperial city

Jing Lingshuo wobbled back to the palace, didn't go to the study, but went straight back to the room, feeling tired, and couldn't care less, so he just took off his coat and belt, and went Climb directly into bed and sleep with clothes on.

A damp smell floated out of the air bit by bit, and black clouds gathered, showing the tendency of heavy rain.The person on the bed had already fallen asleep, pulled the corner of the quilt unconsciously, and turned around.The usually sharp face was full of childishness at this time, the long eyelashes fluttered a few times occasionally, and the whole face was as delicate as a lotus flower.

The humidity is getting heavier, mixed with the fragrance of plants, slowly sliding past.The sky suddenly brightened a little, and there was lightning, but the person on the bed was probably too tired, so he didn't wake up.

Not long after Jing Lingshuo went to bed, he felt a little light.Float, float, and land on a cushion.He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a small bed. Before he had time to think about the situation, he saw a beautiful woman stretching out her white jade fingers to touch his face: "Suo'er , don't cry. Mother is wrong, okay?"

The woman in front of him was the most beautiful woman Jing Lingshuo had ever seen.There are more than three thousand beauties in the capital, and there are countless enchantresses on the battlefield, but none of them can compare to this woman's dreamlike beauty.Fair skin, thick eyelashes and eyebrows, thin red lips, high nose, the most beautiful is a pair of Ruifeng eyes full of affection.That's right, Ruifeng, the moment Jing Lishuo saw her, he understood why Emperor Shaoxuan would never forget her all his life, and was willing to change the name of the capital for her.

He felt something stuck in his throat.

How many days and nights, he also fantasized about lying in his mother's warm embrace and listening to her whispering in his ear.Seeing the mothers caring and scolding the children around him, he felt so distressed so many times that he couldn't add it.Although Emperor Shaoxuan loved him in every possible way, he couldn't give his mother the unique warmth.As the saying goes, it is even more painful to have it and lose it. In fact, is it not a pain to not have it? For more than 20 years, he can only describe the image of his mother from the words of the people around him. Sometimes, even one word is enough to make him happy for a month.

Unable to restrain himself, he finally shouted: "Mother—" But what sounded in the hall was not an affectionate call, but a loud cry.

Hearing the crying, Jing Lingshuo finally calmed down, doubts slowly came to his mind: Is this scene a dream or a soul wear?Said to be soul wear, this body seems to have its own consciousness, because no matter how excited, Jing Lingshuo is sure that he will not cry so badly.

Jingyang coaxed him for a while, seeing that he had stopped crying, she laughed as if relieved.Jing Lishuo saw his hand raised automatically, and realized that it was not a baby's hand. Judging by the size, he should be five or six years old.He thought, this must be a dream, his mother died after giving birth to him, and now he is five or six years old, how can he still see his mother?

Xiao Jing Shuo opened his mouth, and the great prince living in this body immediately heard himself say in an extremely immature voice: "Mother, we will go to Qingshui Temple later."

what on earth is it?Jing Lishuo felt that he was cold from head to toe.This is a dream?Dreams can't be so real.Could it be that this is a memory?A past that has been forgotten for 20 years?

The air was full of dampness, and the rain splashed on the eaves, and then flowed down the shingles, forming water curtains on the side of the courtyard.

"Okay, okay, let's go out together when your father comes back." Jingyang stretched out his arms and hugged Jing Shuo, "But, Shuo'er, don't be too playful. A seven-foot man should put the country's affairs first. You must not affect your great cause because of your feelings. In the future, you will definitely be the pillar of the country and the right man of the king. Those who can achieve great things must put aside their selfish desires and love for their children."

Xiaojing Lishuo looked at Jingyang, and tilted his head half-understood.He is still young and doesn't understand anything, but the people in his body understand.He had been yearning for his mother's teaching all along, and it came true in this dream. Hearing this sincere and kind voice, Jing Lingshuo wanted to reach out and hug this slender and strong woman tightly, but his heart was more than he could do but his strength was not enough.

bump--

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and a strong smell of blood rushed over, breaking the cozy scene.Jing Lishuo felt that something was wrong, and wanted to tell his mother to run away, but the sound was still crying.

This is not my body!He reacted suddenly, and followed the owner of his body to look at the door, and saw a man in his 30s lying on the ground.But he soon struggled to his feet again, lifting his sword with difficulty.The brocade clothes were wet with crimson blood, and his long black hair was flying. He turned his head briefly, looked at the mother and son, then turned back again, staring ahead.

"Escape—" the man roared desperately, "Take Shuo'er and escape—"

At this moment, the boy, together with the person inside him, looked at his mother.I saw that Jingyang pressed her lower lip tightly, blood oozing from her thin lip.Her slender eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and tears welled up in her eyes.

This is not fear, Jing Yanshuo knows, it is sadness, it is a deep sadness and lovesickness that is heavier than life.It seemed that she knew he was going to die.Moreover, she had already expected such an ending, but she couldn't restrain her emotional surge.

This scene made Jing Yanshuo instantly understand that the person who fell on the ground was his father, the ancestor of King Jinyuan.

Jingyang is a strange woman, not only because of her beautiful face, but also because she surpasses ordinary women's bravery and resourcefulness.Her heart sank, she turned her head and stopped looking at her bruised husband, and ran out the door with Jing Shuo in her arms.The man dominates the outside and the woman dominates the inside. Before she came out of the court, she was a reclusive eldest lady, but after she got married, she always traveled by sedan chair.How fast can such a delicate woman escape?

Jing Lishuo's heart was filled with fear, and he felt as if his whole body had been immersed in the thousand-year-old ice.He hadn't felt such deep fear in many years, not even on the battlefield, when the enemy's sharp knife was about to cut his throat.He didn't know if it was a dream or a memory, but he knew that no matter what happened, he would not die here.But there is always a force in my heart, preventing him from going forward, preventing him from continuing to read.

In a daze, Jing Lingshuo felt his whole body tremble, and he didn't know which room Jingyang took him to. He only saw a big box surrounding his body.

"Shuo'er, listen," Jingyang still had the gentle smile on his face before, but his face was a little pale, "Father and mother will be fine, you stay here obediently, and don't come out if anything happens. Promise mother."

"Mother, aren't you going to be with Shuo'er?"

Jingyang's eyes were full of tears: "No, mother wants... Mother wants to bring your father back. You, wait here for us."

"Mother, remember." Xiaojing Shuo trembled, but said in an extremely firm voice, "Suo'er will be obedient and wait here for father and mother."

Jingyang was startled when she heard the words, tears were about to overflow, she gritted her teeth to hold back, and hurriedly took out a small bottle containing the medicine powder from her sleeve. "It's a good thing I brought it today." After saying that, he handed the vial to Jing Shuo, "Shuo'er, as soon as I close the lid later, you can eat it all. No matter how bad it is, you have to finish it." , and can't make a sound. Okay?"

Jing Lishuo didn't understand what he meant, but he nodded obediently, and wrapped the medicine bottle in his palm.

Jing Yang's eyes were filled with tears, she leaned down and kissed Jing Shuo's forehead, reached out to cover the box, and found some heavy object to press on the top of the box, finally, leaned over the box and said softly: " Shuo'er, mother will always love you. You are waiting for mother here."

Jing Lishuo's eyes went dark, and he couldn't see his fingers. Hearing this, his heart felt warm and cold at the same time.He was eager to know what happened outside, but he also recognized the fact that as long as Xiao Jing Shuo didn't move, he couldn't do anything.

He settled down and focused on the movement outside.People with martial arts talents have reached the extreme perception of the outside world. Although they can't see six directions with their eyes and hear all directions with their ears, they can see clearly and hear farther than ordinary people.Intermittent voices came from the far side room, and Jing Lishuo mobilized all his senses and ingenuity, but also sorted out a continuous picture in his mind.

He heard Jingyang crying, one by one, as if what flowed was not tears but blood.

He heard a few heavy footsteps approaching Jingyang again, with the same footwork, as if they were somewhat familiar.

Immediately, there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and he knew that it was Jingyang who stood up.There was no fear in her words, only ridicule: "It really is you."

"Princess, I'm sorry to bother you." A man walked forward, Jing Yushuo couldn't see his movements, but guessed that the man should be pretending to salute, "Why didn't you see the little prince with you?"

Jingyang snorted, and said disdainfully: "Suo'er went to the palace to accompany the emperor today. Shuo'er was favored by the emperor at a young age, but it's not like, your master has devoted everything and still can't get the emperor's glance."

As soon as the words finished, Jing Shuo didn't have time to think about who this "master" was, when he heard a person move forward quickly, and slapped Jingyang with his hand.The palm broke the wind, Jing Lingshuo only felt that his ears hurt from the palm wind, and his heart also hurt.Jingyang took a few steps back, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

"You can say that too?" The man's voice was muffled, and Jing Lingshuo couldn't tell the difference clearly. He was afraid that the man deliberately covered his mouth with a gauze scarf. Bossing around. Today I will clean you up."

"Okay, let's do it." Even though he was not in front of his eyes, Jing Lishuo imagined the indifferent smile on Jingyang's face.Only the bloody thin lips showed some color on the woman's pale face. Seeking common ground." I have been husband and wife with King Jinyuan for ten years, and I have no regrets. Unfortunately, our relationship is not long, and we cannot grow old together, but we will stay together until death. Please raise your noble hand and let us enter the grave together. But I hope that when you die, you will not be alone, and no one will collect your bones."

These words obviously touched the enemy's weakness, Jing Lingshuo seemed to have seen the man raise the long knife quickly, and cut it down without hesitation.In the end, as if venting his anger, he stabbed a few more times.

The knife rises, the knife falls, and the ground is full of plums.

Xiaojing Lisuo trembled more violently, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching and far away, he spread his palms and opened the cork with great effort.

boom--

A huge thunder sounded, and Jing Lingshuo suddenly sat up from the bed.

He looked around vigilantly, and what fell into his eyes was not the simple wooden box, but the carved rosewood bed and the bed curtain blown by the wind.

Taking a deep breath, Jing Lingshuo stretched out his hand to rub the sore forehead, and looked out the window.

It was still midnight, but the sky was as bright as day.Lightning came one after another, and thunder sounded from time to time, and heavy rain poured down. It was really heavy rain that I hadn't seen for a long time.

"Mother..." Jing Lingshuo muttered silently, putting his hands in front of his eyes.

Is this true, or is it false?If it is true, then what kind of medicine did Jingyang let herself take?