forced to fall in love

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"Your Highness, please stay."

Lingxi turned around and entered the room, the wind from his hand extinguished the candle, and the light coming in from the window instantly became the only light in the room.

The flickering light was reflected in the half of the room, Lingxi stood behind the screen in the inner room, bowed his head and fastened his robe.

The footsteps paused briefly outside the door, and was quickly replaced by a "squeak".

The wooden door was pushed open, and the light from outside came in through the gap, enveloping a slender figure.

Lingxi's heart tightened suddenly, and the hands on the belt were a little stiff.

But the figure immediately stopped by the door, did not leave, and did not take a step forward.

Lingxi calmed down a bit, the large pattern on her belt scraped against her palm, Lingxi put on a full robe, tidied up a little and hurried out from behind the screen.

"I have seen Your Highness."

With just one glance, Lingxi bowed his head and folded his hands in front of his forehead.

The figure rolled down from top to bottom, covering her.

Zhao Qingsui turned around, and glanced at her overly neat collar, and followed her straightened arm, converging on the obvious white muslin on the back of the hand, where the yellow ointment applied inside was clearly visible.

"Ah."

Zhao Qingsui responded lightly, and stepped into the room.

The cloak behind her was lifted up by the wind along with her footsteps, and the hem seemed to brush Lingxi's hand on his forehead, making it itchy.

"Is Doctor Wang gone?"

"Go back to Your Highness, Doctor Wang went to the backyard to watch the servants decoct the medicine in person."

"Ah."

Zhao Qingsui gently tore off the tie, the cloak was still hanging on her shoulders, Lingxi's fingers moved slightly, as if wanting to help her catch the cloak.

But as soon as this idea appeared for a short time, it was broken by Su Rui who then stepped forward to take the cloak with both hands.

When Zhao Qingsui turned around and raised his eyes, he happened to notice Lingxi's little movement of turning his head to look at Su Rui's back.

"The son-in-law's hand injury still hurts."

Her tone was obviously light, but the ending sound was inexplicably low.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern. After the doctor Wang prescribed the medicine, the pain has eased."

"Well, I ordered people to bring the outer robes to be replaced with the son-in-law, and the son-in-law can go to the inner room to change first."

Zhao Qingsui hadn't finished speaking yet, a maid came in obliquely behind her with a robe and bowed her head.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, I just took off my robe and baked it with a candle, and it is now more than half dry."

Zhao Qingsui was silent for a while, then asked her: "So when the son-in-law extinguished the candle, he was dressing?"

"Yes."

"Is this why I asked Bengong to stay?"

The topic suddenly changed direction, Lingxi felt a little weird in his heart, but he still replied truthfully: "Yes."

Zhao Qingsui looked at the man standing in front of her with folded hands, because of these two replies, he suddenly felt a little irritable.

Lu Mu didn't have any problems with emotion or reason, but Zhao Qingsui frowned at this sense of alienation.

It is clear that she was very satisfied with this sense of alienation before, but for some reason she is somewhat displeased with this sense of alienation now.

Suddenly distracted, Zhao Qingsui raised his hand to let the maid behind him retreat.

The air pressure around him plummeted, Lingxi explained: "Your Highness, please forgive me, it is against morality to see His Highness if your clothes are disheveled."

The stagnant breath that was originally stagnant in the heart was spit out along with the breath, but Lingxi's grand explanation of etiquette caused Zhao Qingsui to care about it.

"Is that so, the big belt around the son-in-law's waist is crooked, is it because of disheveled clothes?"

When Lingxi looked down, he didn't know when the big belt was taken sideways, and the front was high and the back was low, showing a slanted shape.

"The collar is neatly arranged, don't you just leave the belt?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in the indifferent voice, no matter how slow Lingxi was, he could still distinguish the changes in Zhao Qingsui's mood.

"The minister is guilty."

Lingxi bent her knees and was about to touch the ground, but in an instant a hand held her hand to stop her.

"No need, Mr. Lu, please sit down."

The sound of the words fell into Lingxi's ears, and only then did Lingxi have a subtle sense of hearing when distinguishing between the front and back of the address.

Before entering the palace, Zhao Qingsui called her "Lord Lu" in private, and called her "son-in-law" in formal occasions where outsiders were present.

But until a moment ago, when Zhao Qingsui came to look for her alone, there was no one around, but he also called her "son-in-law".

The son-in-law and Mr. Lu are called the exit, but they are very different.

Lingxi thought of something in an instant, as if he was about to touch the edge, and when he looked up again, the person in front of him had turned around and sat down.

The sleeves threw an arc in the air, and then drooped as she turned around.

"Your Highness."

Lingxi called her in a low voice inexplicably.

Zhao Qingsui looked up at her with a faint light in his eyes.

"Su Rui, give me some tea."

"Yes."

Immediately after, a few maidservants came in with tea and fruit plates.

Lingxi retreated back to the edge of the seat and sat down, with the palms resting on the knees, not as usual, with the five fingers together and placed upright, but with a slight gap between the fingers, and the knuckles are slightly bent.

The maids who came and went to put tea and fruit plates retreated, and Su Rui stood in the middle and said, "Your Highness, clean clothes have been prepared for you, do you need to change?"

"Ah."

"Yes."

After a while, another group of maidservants came in, holding light-colored clothes on the lacquer trays in their hands.

Lingxi just glanced at it, and was at a loss when he sat down.

"Lord Lu, if you talk about etiquette, what do you say about etiquette when I need to change clothes?"

Zhao Qingsui's indifferent voice sounded beside him, with a bit of coolness.

"Your Majesty, please leave and change your clothes."

Lingxi got up, bent down, not daring to look at her, stepped back quickly, and closed the door cover.

Seeing the person who walked away quickly and even brought him to the door thoughtfully, Zhao Qingsui felt more restless in his heart.

Lingxi stood in the courtyard, it was already dusk, and the dim yellow light shone obliquely from the west, like a drop of dye falling into a tank of clear water, and was instantly covered by the dim yellow.

Lingxi looked at the whiteness of the magnolia branch and frowned.

There seemed to be a bright mirror in her heart, reflecting herself and illuminating her spirit.

When looking at herself, she always felt as if she was facing the cruel truth, reminding her to pay attention to her own identity, but from the first time she looked at herself directly, now gradually she can see more things in the mirror.

This is an unexpected change for Lingxi, or for her, it is also a change that breaks everything.

Lingxi tried his best to restrain himself, so that when he looked in the mirror again, he could remain the same as before.

But changes are more like rainwater pouring down everywhere, eroding in, repeating for a long time, and finally converging into a torrential flood, everything is unstoppable.

Lingxi waved his hand to cover his own mirror, and then looked at the mirror that illuminated Shenshang. The white light was bright, and the long-sleeved white dress revealed Shenshang's appearance clearly, but Lingxi's gaze stayed for a few seconds and then moved away.

Finding souls and saving gods is her mission, but at this moment it seems to be a catastrophe of consonance.

"Master Lu, why are you standing in the courtyard?"

Lingxi thought carefully, but failed to notice Li Cai approaching behind her.

"Your Highness is changing clothes, so I can wait outside. Does Mr. Li have any progress of the case to report to His Highness?"

Li Cai was wearing an official uniform, a purple robe with a goldfish bag, and his steps were still a little hurried, and he stopped and stood beside her when he heard Lingxi's words.

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Lu was injured to protect His Highness?"

"No problem, Imperial Physician Wang has treated me. By the way, Lord Li, I wonder what happened to your Highness?"

Lingxi waved her hand wrapped in white muslin to signal Li Cai.

"Well, His Royal Highness is fine. According to the imperial doctor, Master Lu's contingency method at that time is the best, and their situation will not be too bad."

"That's good, the main reason is that His Royal Highness failed to drink that glass of wine." Lingxi paused and said: "Did the assassin in Master Li's case be caught?"

Li Cai frowned upon hearing the sound, sighed and said, "It's been caught."

Lingxi was still on the verge of saying "what is it?", but the next second Li Cai's second sentence made her swallow it back.

"But he has committed suicide in fear of crime."

"Didn't the interrogation find anything?"

Li Cai shook his head, "She committed suicide before the interrogation started, she must have poisoned herself with the intention of dying."

"So who poisoned it?"

"It was the dancer who performed at the banquet. The hollow of the fan handle she danced was filled with green alum oil liquid, and there was a mechanism. When the fan bone was pressed, it would tilt down."

Lingxi patted his forehead and said: "I was still negligent, and I didn't notice this."

At that time, the touch of Zhao Qingsui's warm fingertips reappeared on Lingxi's chin in an instant, she was careless and her mind was taken away.

"I don't blame Mr. Lu. I asked the other dancers about the dance they arranged for His Royal Highness's birthday this time. There was a section in the middle where they scattered in front of the table of the guests at the banquet, covering their eyes with dancing fans. Then Along with the music, a large fan surface was gathered, which was originally intended to give people a bright impression, but it was not expected to be used by thieves."

The two fell silent for a moment, both thinking.

"However, in this way, Master Li, I think of one thing. Since the unification of Datai, because of its special corrosive and harmful properties, and in order to avoid the abuse of interested people, its refining method has been restricted by the government. Unique, but the poisoning this time, although it can’t be proved that he was in the same gang as the thieves who hid their weapons, at least can it be proved that they are in collusion with the officials of the DPRK and China?”

"Exactly!" Li Cai clenched his fist and hammered his palm, "Lord Lu and I thought of going together!"

"Well, there is another point. Although the refining method of green vitriol belongs to the government, most of them are only used to remove the rust on weapons." Lingxi paused, "On this point, it seems to be different from what we investigated before. There is a connection with the case of concealing weapons."

Lingxi narrowed his eyes slightly: "No matter how I think about it, I don't think this is a coincidence."

Before Li Cai could speak, the wooden door behind them was opened in the next second.

"Your Highness asked, who is speaking in the courtyard?"

"Return to Your Highness, Li Caite, Minister of Dali Temple, has come to report the case to His Highness."

After Su Rui turned around and reported the situation, she came back and said: "My son-in-law, Mr. Li, Your Highness invites you in."

When Lingxi stood in the room again, Zhao Qingsui had changed into a light-colored dress. Although it was also light-colored, Lingxi looked down and saw the light blue dark lines on the edge of her sleeves, like the flowers slowly blooming on the branches. bud.

"How is the case of Mr. Li?"

Zhao Qingsui sat in the main seat, holding a teacup in his hand, glanced at them, and gently scratched the surface of the water with the cover of the cup.

After Li Cai saluted, he told Zhao Qingsui again what he had said about the case with Lingxi.

Zhao Qingsui sneered, and knocked the teacup placed on the table with a slight sound, "Suicide? It's better to be fully prepared!"

"Your Highness, please calm down."

"Master Li, did you find anything else?"

Li Cai then reported to Zhao Qingsui his analysis when he discussed the case with Lingxi outside the courtyard.

Zhao Qingsui's eyes glanced over Lingxi who was standing with his head bowed aside, and his expression softened, "In this case, I ordered you to investigate the two cases at Dali Temple together. These two matters are not trivial matters. Master Li should know the burden and responsibility on him. weight."

"Yes! I will live up to His Highness's expectations and do my best to catch the culprits and bring them to justice."

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Lingxi went to visit Zhao Sheng when Zhao Qingsui left the palace, Zhao Sheng was lying on the hospital bed, saw them coming, his eyes were wide open, he seemed to want to get up but was told by the imperial doctor to rest well.

Zhao Qingsui patted his hand and said comforting words, and he relaxed.

Lingxi stood behind Zhao Qingsui, and when he looked up, he was also looking at her.

"Drink you! Foma!"

Zhao Sheng opened his mouth with difficulty, his words were vague, but Lingxi could still understand.

"Your Highness is very polite, and please follow the doctor's advice to rest well and recover soon."

When Lingxi uttered the words "I would like to follow the doctor's advice", inexplicably felt Zhao Qingsui's gaze on her, and the tone of the following words weakened for a while.

Zhao Sheng just took the medicine, he still can't speak, and needs more rest, Zhao Qingsui comforted him, promised to visit him every day, then ordered people to strengthen the protection of the palace, and then left the palace with Lingxi.

It was already midnight after all this tossing, Zhao Qingsui was in the carriage on the way back to look through the register of names of guests for the birthday banquet presented to her by the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards, while Lingxi was still sitting by her side position, with both eyes looking straight ahead.

After Zhao Qingsui went through the names of the guests in detail, he closed the register and put it aside.

The posture of the person in front of her has not changed since she got in the car, her back is straight, her eyes have not even turned her eyes, and she has never looked at her. Zhao Qingsui slightly pursed the corners of her lips, suppressing the futile irritability in her heart, Neither speak.

The two of them sat quietly in the carriage. For some time, in the middle of the night, the temperature dropped suddenly. The heat neutralized each other, and the muscles that were busy during the day slowly relaxed, or maybe it was because Lu Mu was sitting next to her, she knew that she would not be in danger, and under all kinds of overlapping, she fell asleep.

From the corner of her eye, Consonance saw the figure of the chief seat swaying, as if she was about to hit the inner wall beside her, she quickly reached out to stop her, one hand rested on the place where she was about to hit, and the other lightly supported her.

The hair brushed Lingxi's hands, and the warm breath sprinkled on the bare skin, and Lingxi became uneasy just for a moment.

The heat spreads outward through the cloth, just touching the fingertips, it seems to burn like a fire.

Although there was a constant cold wind coming in from the carriage, it couldn't lower Lingxi's sudden rise in temperature. In order to prevent Zhao Qingsui from getting sick, Lingxi even freed his hands to hold down the drafty veil.

While supporting Zhao Qingsui's figure, Lingxi wanted to keep a distance between her and her master and servant. The posture was not close or far, but it was extremely awkward.

Even so, Lingxi kept this posture until the carriage stopped, and Su Rui asked them to get off outside the carriage.

But before Su Rui finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lingxi who lifted the curtain. She put an index finger between her lips, and Su Rui immediately fell silent.

Zhao Qingsui seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, his breathing was soft and even, and he exhaled softly.

Lingxi waited in the car for a while, and finally decided to take him into the house to rest. She couldn't bear to wake him up, and she didn't want others to touch her.

When his hand passed through the slippery nape of his neck, Lingxi whispered: "Please forgive me for being unreasonable, Your Highness."

With both hands exerting force together, Zhao Qingsui was lighter than Lingxi imagined, this was not thin and light, but slightly sickly light, Lingxi frowned slightly.

Is the body so bad in every life in the gods?

Lingxi lowered her head and stepped on the horse to get out of the carriage, and then stepped up the steps. She walked steadily with every step, as if she was afraid of disturbing the person in her arms, and also seemed afraid of being bumped.

The guards and servants beside him all knelt down and bowed their heads, perhaps because of Su Rui's gesture, none of them made a sound.

In the dark night, the crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and the breeze blows coldly, passing behind them, and the upright back of Lingxi shields most of the people in their arms.

There are lighting lanterns hanging in the corridor, and the dim light shines through the paper, outlining the outlines of the blossoming red plums on the paper, and then throwing them on the stone slab, as if stepping on the red plums, the dark shadow of the red plums Xiangsha hooked the tip of her nose, accompanied by the rustling sound of the snow looming in her ears.

At the end of Lingxi walking through the promenade is the lake in the corner of the garden. The clear lake sinks even with the crescent moon high in the sky. The wind blows away the ripples and slices outward layer by layer. phantom.

Su Rui opened the door for Lingxi, Lingxi walked straight in with Zhao Qingsui in her arms, leaned over and laid him flat on the bed, did not stop, even Lingxi didn't dare to look at her again, immediately got up, Lingxi withdrew Outside the door, Tong Su Rui told her to take good care of her.

When the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, the person behind the bed curtain suddenly opened her eyes, the sleepiness in her dark eyes receded a bit, the light in her eyes flowed, and she suddenly half-closed her eyes.

The son-in-law's physique seems to be different from that of ordinary men, and the frame is also smaller. She usually wears loose and official uniforms, but she thinks it's because she is thin.

But now that I think about it, maybe it's not just because of thinness.

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