Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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Yiyang's heart sank suddenly, and he didn't have time to ask what was going on in his desperation, so he asked urgently, "...Where is Lu He?"

"The car, the car... After the car arrived in Beijing, I immediately invited the doctor. The slaves and servants got orders from Master Chi, and trotted over to pass the message to His Highness. Then, at that time, Master Lu hadn't left the office yet. The appointment, the appointment, but now, but...but it's not sure..."

Lying on the couch was a lifeless man, with sunken cheeks exposing high cheekbones, his complexion was pale and bloodless, and there were thick bruises under his eyes.She coughed violently from time to time, her voice was hoarse and dry, her body was too weak, the knuckles of her hands were white, but she could hardly even clenched her fists.

"Sir...sir...sir...sir----!" Lu He stumbled and pushed away the servants and soldiers who surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors, and knelt down beside the bed, his hands trembling, and raised his hands. He raised and lowered, raised and lowered, afraid that even just stroking and lightly touching would make the paper-thin woman in front of her face feel as if she had been hit hard, and tears burst out of her eyes in an instant.

I still remember that before going to Beijing to rush for the exam, Mr. Ju still talked with himself by holding candles at night. The money on the way was raised by her selling calligraphy and paintings, and the dry food on the way was the river water he brought along with the flour Mr. bought from the market. Steamed steamed buns, my favorite piece of light green straight body dyed with ink and lotus was also sewn by my husband...these things are too numerous to mention. Although my husband had just suffered from eye diseases at that time, he was still in good health. , why is it like this now?!

"Qing He? It's...cough cough...is it Qing He?" Ju Mengbai raised his arm with great effort, and swayed in the direction of the voice.

The sleeves slipped loosely, revealing a bony arm with clearly visible blue veins.Lu He endured the soreness in his nose, wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and gently held her hand, the skin under the scorching fingertips was actually icy cold, Lu He hurriedly took her hands and held them tightly towards him. Touching her cheek to warm her up, she replied with a choked voice, "It's me, sir, it's me, I'm Qing He."

Although you can't see it, you can feel the scalding liquid pouring down from between your fingers. Ju Mengbai shook his head lightly, and teased in a weak voice: "How old you are, tears fall as soon as you say...cough Cough—cough cough—how many times have I told you that tears...cough cough—tears are useless."

"What the teacher taught me is that I remember it." Mr. Ju has always disliked crying for no reason, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was not long after the first meeting with her, and he was separated from his father and family by thousands of miles. Inevitably saddened by the full moon, there was a faint cry, and she took the collar and went to kneel under the big tree for a night. Even if she caught a cold and had a high fever the next day, she never regretted it, and only said tears to herself It is a ploy for the losers and cowards to pretend to be sympathetic.

Lu He sniffed his nose desperately, but the tears continued unabated, falling down the hands of the two of them and dripping all over the ground.

Ju Mengbai seemed to have a lot to say, coughed for a while, and suddenly bright red blood shot out from his mouth.

Lu He panicked, and hurriedly took out a towel from his arms to wipe it for her. In a short while, the white cloth was dyed red, and Lu He used his sleeve----

"Cough cough---Qinghe... don't do this, dirty..." Rubbing the cloth, how could Ju Mengbai not know, his hands drooped weakly, so he could only stop him with words.

Lu He shook his head straight, his voice was full of tears: "Not dirty, not dirty, when sir saved me I was covered in mud and hadn't bathed for a long time, why did sir think I was dirty?" Ju Mengbai was still coughing, One after another, there is almost no pause.Lu He remembered something, turned his head and yelled heart-piercingly to the few doctor-like people surrounded by the outermost layer, "Come and save people! Aren't you doctors! Come to check the pulse and prescribe the prescription! Stick there and do it!" very?!"

Those doctors look at me, I look at you, no one stepped forward or spoke to anyone, they just kept sighing——this disease has been dragging on for a long time, and the health is not good at all, why? It was too late, and the medicine and stone had no effect.

Yiyang rode his horse and galloped all the way, and when he reached the courtyard, it was raining heavily.

Liu Ai, who was waiting outside the door, hurriedly stepped forward and opened the oil-paper umbrella to protect her from the rain.

He is short and has stubby legs, and he was left behind by the tall and striding Yiyang after a while, and he was out of breath after chasing him. One piece was soaked.

Seeing this, several servants with sharp eyes rushed to those who came forward to hold umbrellas, opened their arms, and what's more, they picked a large piece of banana leaves from the side, scrambling to come here to please, stupefied. It is to block a spacious bluestone road so that it is impossible to move an inch.

A pair of ink-like eyebrows slightly frowned, Yiyang shouted in a deep voice: "Get out of the way!"

Except for Liu Ai who was standing there gasping for breath and unable to utter a word of instructions, everyone dispersed and stood beside him with their hands down.

Chi Liangjun was standing on the porch and was questioning carefully the head of a hundred households who had been ordered to secretly escort Ju Mengbai to Beijing. He heard a commotion in the distance. The head of the household went over to salute together: "Your Highness, this matter..."

Yiyang walked past the two of them, without giving alms out of the corner of his eye, he walked quickly to the back room.

She is only worried about Lu He, she only cares about Lu He, at this moment her whole heart is so small that there is only room for the word Lu He, the big thing has to wait for her to see with her own eyes that Lu He has not been seriously affected by Ju Mengbai's illness. Depressed...even after doing something stupid.

"Your Highness..." A group of people in a circle stepped aside one after another, bowing their heads in greeting.

The doctor stood aside with his hands tied, his face disheveled, and he didn't even smell the medicine. There was an indistinct bloody smell that permeated the cramped and crowded room, making each step feel like squatting in a dark, damp underground cave. , suppressed, suffocated.

Yiyang hardly dared to think about what Ju Mengbai's current situation was like. Even though she didn't know what happened on the way to escort her to the capital, in the final analysis, she did something bad with good intentions.

As she walked, she lowered her head to think, and prayed devoutly. She didn't realize that a figure was rushing towards her, and she was crushed to the ground——

"Your Highness ----!" Everyone exclaimed, and several guards quickly pulled out their sharp waist knives.

it hurts...it hurts...

The back of the shoulder collided violently with the hard and cold ground, and the pain that poured into every part of her body made the corners of her eyes tear up in an instant. After she bit down a muffled groan and choked back, she shook her dizzy head , after seeing the person who threw himself down, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the guard approaching with a knife, and tried his best to lightly reprimand: "Stay back!"

Lu He was like a mad beast, her eyes were red and swollen, and her sleeves were covered with blood that hadn't dried up. The two reflected in each other, as if she was an evil spirit fleeing from the Yin Cao's mansion. She didn't care about the pain at all. Yiyang, who was sweating profusely, didn't care about the menacing guards with swords drawn around him, he clenched Yiyang's collar with both hands, and asked sharply: "If you are dissatisfied with me for deceiving you, what blame can you blame?" I'm coming! When did my husband do something sorry for you and you want to treat her like this?! Yes! It was her idea! But she also made it for me! In the final analysis, everything is my fault! Why do you want to nuè She died?!"

Dead? Ju Mengbai... dead?!

Yiyang seemed to have fallen into an unfathomable, dark and bottomless abyss, at a loss and at a loss, regretful and annoyed, she opened her mouth and blurted out: "I didn't..."

"You don't have anything?! The first time I met you, I stood under the scorching sun until I fainted just because you hit the handboard! You have always been such a domineering and unreasonable temper, who doesn't follow your wishes , if you want her to give birth, she will give birth, and if you want her to die, she will not live until the next day! There is nothing you can't do! You...you noble people have always liked to play with people and kill them Treat it as a hand toy!"