Jingsu gave birth to a son in Jinse

Chapter 52

Jingyan came to sit next to Changsu, and Changsu also asked Li Gang to take the ignorant Yuheng to the back mansion to rest.Old Pavilion Master Lin looked at the imposing young emperor, he didn't feel afraid, he still smiled and said: "Your Majesty came to the mansion today aggressively, but do you have any important orders?"

"Old Pavilion Master Lin's words are strange. How can Xiaoshu not come here? If you want to take him away, you must at least get my consent! He is my life, and you want to take my life away." , can I not worry about being afraid?" Jingyan faced the stable aura of the old pavilion master Lin, and he exuded the aura of the emperor that should not be underestimated.

Faced with Jingyan's majesty, Old Pavilion Master Lin had no choice but to show weakness. He asked solemnly, "Your Majesty, do you know Changsu's physical condition? Do you know how long he can hold on? Do you know if he will die at any time?" Possibly, do you know that he is overdrawing himself step by step now, he is tormenting his efforts to stay by your side, and you still don’t know how to restrain yourself. Your Majesty, Changsu’s life was saved. I don’t know if he is good or not. .”

Hearing what the old pavilion master said, Jingyan looked at Chang Su and found that his gaze was slightly dodging, he immediately asked nervously: "Isn't he already well? The imperial physician from the Imperial Medical Office also asked for a pulse, saying that he just had a constriction. After being poisoned by castor beans and datura, he is slowly recovering with the help of Aunt Liyang's medicine stone, so is there still something wrong with his body?" Jingyan looked at Changsu and then at Old Pavilion Master Lin and asked.

"What does it mean to be recovering slowly? From the old man's point of view, he has never been better. Your Majesty knows what kind of purgatory Lin Shu went through in Meiling more than ten years ago. He crawled out of Meiling At that time, there was no good skin all over his body. The fire not only devoured his skin, but also damaged his throat. He couldn't speak, and was bitten by snow insects. No, he couldn't even shed tears. He wanted to cry but there were no more tears. When the old man arrived at Meiling, Meiling, which had already become a purgatory, was littered with charred corpses. The countless unrecognizable corpses left us shocked and desperate The people from Yaowang Valley and I searched for a day and a night, and finally found the dying Lin Shu under the cliff. At that time, his soul had already been snatched away. If it weren’t for the medicine king Su Tianshu hanging with thousand-year-old ginseng, Your Majesty thinks you can still survive. Did you see him standing in front of you alive?"

Jingyan looks in Xiaoshu's direction and finds that he has been lowering his eyebrows and not looking at him, so he knows that he still has a lot of things to hide from him. "Jingyan asked cautiously: Is this true? Xiaoshu, tell me is this true? Is it true?" He asked three times in a row, his tone full of fear and helplessness.

"Is it true? Is this old man still able to deceive His Majesty? When we brought him back to Langya Pavilion, he slept in a cold jade coffin for half a year. During this period, the poison of fire and cold in his body became more and more intense. He Xinsi barely managed to save his life, and then I handed him over to my son Lin Chen to take care of him, and I continued to search for a cure for him. But later, Your Majesty, he knew he was destined to return to Jinling soon to complete the cleansing of Chiyan The long-cherished wish of grievances, thanks to Huang Tian, ​​the old man found Bingxucao and got the prescription, which really saved his life. Your Majesty, he is still seriously ill, and you know how serious the consequences will be." Mr. Lin The pavilion master said sternly.

"I don't know, I don't know anything, Xiaoshu hides everything from me and bears it alone, I'm not by his side when he needs me, it's my fault, I'm sorry for him," Jingyan said sadly. Beating the ground and weeping bitterly, he cried in front of Changsu, but Changsu had nothing to say and could only comfort him softly.

"Everything is over Jingyan, you see I'm not right by your side now, Jingyan, you can't cry, no matter what happens in the future, you can't cry, you are the emperor, how can you always be like a little crying bag." Chang Su hugged him into his arms, and he felt that the corners of his clothes were getting wet soon.

"So, Your Majesty, no matter how reluctant you are, I still want to take Changsu away. As for the eldest son and crown prince, I don't care about it. It depends on Changsu's intentions. I promised my friend Lin Xie to take good care of Lin Shu." , I can’t break my promise, so Your Majesty, please cut your love.” Old Pavilion Master Lin still sprinkled salt on Jingyan’s heart.

"Then tell me, whether his life is in danger, whether he will unknowingly... leave." Jingyan raised his head and asked.

"I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best to keep him safe and sound. Your Majesty, you know that love will last forever. Not everything can have a happy ending. Lin Shu is dead. He died in the Meiling area." In this place, his memorial tablet is in the Lin family ancestral hall, and the only person living in the world today is Mei Changsu. After Meiling, there is no Lin Shu, and there is only one who is so obsessed that he can't even cross the Wangchuan River. It’s just Mei Changsu’s remnant soul.”

"Xiaoshu, promise me not to leave silently, even if something really happens one day, you must let me accompany you." Jingyan looked into Changsu's eyes and asked, he knew Changsu was good at lying, Look into his eyes and see through his heart.

"Okay." Changsu replied helplessly.

Old Pavilion Master Lin saw that the matter was settled and said: "In this case, I will take him away in three days. If you have anything to say, please speak clearly as soon as possible."

The sun is setting in the courtyard, and what the summer wind blows is not endless relief, but to take away endless longing and waiting.I hope the south wind knows what I want, and blows my dream to Xizhou.

As night fell, Su's house seemed much quieter.Old Pavilion Master Lin gave Changsu his pulse with a serious face, while Jingyan watched anxiously from the side, he was afraid that he might hear some bad news.

"How is the old Pavilion Master Xiaoshu? Is he in good health?" Jingyan asked worriedly.

"Blood congeals in the lower abdomen, and it is easy to fall down with abdominal pain. The breathing is still stable, but the meridian seems to be invaded by poison. I will take a look again." Old Pavilion Master Lin took the silver needle and pricked a part of Changsu's skin and asked: "Here Does it hurt?"

Chang Su shook his head and said, "It's okay!"

The old pavilion master continued to pierce, and asked once after each needle was inserted. Chang Su answered several times in succession that it didn't hurt. Finally, when he got a needle, his face changed drastically and he said, "It hurts."

The old pavilion master pulled out the silver needle, and saw that the tip of the needle was slightly dark yellow. He put the silver needle into clear water and boiled it evenly, and the clear water immediately turned black red.The old pavilion master said with a gloomy face: "The medicine stone indeed forced out the castor bean poison in your body, but it didn't carry the cold air in your body. It damaged your meridians so that you didn't feel pain at first. You feel severe pain here because the toxins are forced here. Changsu, your body is much worse than ordinary people. Even the thousand-year medicine stone and the ten-thousand-year medicine stone cannot nourish your damaged body, just like I said before , you can still live well because you are overdrawing your soul, understand?"

"Then what to do!" Jingyan asked.

"He is a man after all. Even if some fate allows him to conceive an heir, but the matter of giving birth is to go to the gate of hell. He was poisoned shortly after giving birth. Your Majesty thinks how better he will be!"

"Xiaoshu." Jingyan holds Changsu's hand tightly, refusing to let go.

"Your Majesty, the old man would like to ask you, who do you think of Chang Su as a woman? A close friend? A lover? Or something else?" The old pavilion master continued to question.

"I...Xiao Shu is like the same person as me. He and I are indistinguishable from each other. He is not only a close friend but also an intimate lover. We support each other, and we have stumbled all the way to this point. We really love each other, old pavilion master You are Changsu's elder, I don't think there is anything wrong with you caring and caring for him, but can you not take him away?" Jingyan's mind went blank for a while when asked, and even his tone became a little humble.

"Your Majesty, you always regard Chang Su as a woman and let him bear children for you. You rely on him to let you pamper you, so you are unscrupulous. You always say that he is the most important person in the world, but your majesty Haven't you cared about his feelings? He is a man, not a daughter. He has his ambition and freedom, you shouldn't imprison him by your side." The old pavilion master.

"Father, you are serious. Jingyan is really kind to me. He is in a high position and can't do whatever he wants because of me, and he can't make him fall harder because of me the higher he stands. Father, In fact, now I feel very good and I don’t feel wronged. When I first returned to Jinling, I also said that some pains and sins Jingyan can’t bear, so let me bear them. I don’t hesitate to put a knife in the heart of an innocent person. Yifu, Jingyan is different to me. I not only want to keep his innocent heart, but also want to keep the world that my father desperately protected. I know you are I am worried about my body, but my foster father can only feel at ease by his side, do you really want to take me away." Changsu asked helplessly, how can a fish out of water survive alone forever.

"No matter what you say, Chang Su, I still want to take you away. I must at least take good care of your body. If something happens to you, how will I go to see your father when you come to the Nine Springs? Does Chang Su mean to His Majesty?" Is life and death more painful than death?" The old pavilion master's decision remained unchanged, and he insisted on taking Chang Su away from the place of right and wrong.

Chang Su looked at the resolute old pavilion master and he had nothing to say. At this moment, the old pavilion master stood up and glanced at the two of them and said, "Speak up as much as possible about parting. Although the distance between Langya Mountain and Jinling is not far, After all, it is not a few days' journey. Your Majesty, you still breathe the same air and share the same blue sky. The brief separation is for a better reunion next time. Please look forward to the next reunion. It is torture for you , but compared to those who have gone through life and death, you are lucky, at least you know where the other party is living well, instead of being unable to meet again after many years in this life." The old pavilion master seemed to think of something, shook his head and sighed Then left the house.

After the old pavilion master left, Jingyan looked at Changsu with dim eyes and said, "Xiaoshu, have you been thinking about what you are to me? The old pavilion master Xiaoshu asked me something. That's right, I put you in that position. I always say that you are my life, but every time I hurt you..., Xiao Shu, I am willing to use the rest of my life in exchange for your eternal life, as long as you take care of yourself of."

"Jingyan, I only hope that Nanfeng knows what I want, and blows my dream to Jinling. May the breeze bring news of your safety in Jinling. I will pray for you and Daliang in Langya Mountain." Changsu knew that he was no better than his adoptive father, so he could only So said.

Jingyan hugs Changsu tightly into his arms, he knows that this time he has to give in, he can't gamble with Xiaoshu's life.

Outside the courtyard, looking at the night sky, the old pavilion master sighed.How can you say goodbye to death if you have success? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy immortals.How many people can do it in life?

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