soul return

Yong Qi knelt alone in front of the king's tent, and the surrounding area had been cleared away by the guards, while the doctor Hu, who was carrying the medicine box, was still frowning,

Kneeling on the ground of the king's tent, her legs were still limp like noodles, with endless pain in her eyes.I don't know what sin he committed, what god he offended, but now that he has learned so many royal secrets, he feels that his life is hopeless.

"When will the girl get out of bed?" Qianlong summoned Imperial Physician Hu to see Wu Ya Heshun, so he no longer shy away from him. He pulled Heshun to sit next to him, slowly poured a cup of tea and pushed it to him. .

"Returning to Your Majesty, the girl's arrow wound is fine. When the arrow entered the abdominal cavity, it seemed that something blocked the castration. It was not too deep. She would wake up in a few days and get out of bed after a month's rest. But the girl There seems to be an old injury on the leg, the old injury has recurred, and it is not easy to heal, and I am afraid that I will walk with a limp in the future..."

Wu Ya He Shun glanced at Qianlong, and saw that he was smiling with a gentle look on his lips, and sighed inwardly, the girl's legs were naturally also his handwriting.Last time when I investigated the remnants of rebellion, she was obviously fine, but now she is going to be limping, and I don't know how this girl caught the eye of this girl.Thinking back to a play in Prince Shuo's mansion last time, everyone in the mansion was played by the sage to make their lives worse than death, thinking that this time it will not be much better.Fifth elder brother, little Yanzi, Ziwei... but that little girl, Jinsuo, seems to have escaped?

Wuya Heshun naturally didn't know that Qianlong was different from others when he was a daughter, and loved that goblin-like woman with big eyes very much, but the long years in the palace gradually smoothed out that beating heart.When he first possessed himself, he still wanted to be different from his predecessor, and he was cautious and suspicious; after a while, when he gained some power, he acted recklessly and with ruthless methods; Then it slowly subsided, and gradually recovered some naughty nature.

When Xia Ziwei woke up, she found herself in a nunnery.The benevolent Master Yundu looked at her with pity, shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Master, where is this place? Why am I here? Where is Jin Suo? Where is the girl with me?" Xia Ziwei felt her head hurting, she forgot about the past for a while, and only felt that this place was strange and scary, as far as she could see , didn't even know anyone, subconsciously, she asked Jin Suo's name.

"Amitabha." Yun Du lowered his eyes, chanted the dharma name, and said slowly, "Female benefactor, if the poor nun expected it right, has Lingci passed away?"

Xia Ziwei was startled, she hadn't expected her to say such a sentence, she couldn't help being a little flustered, and thought that there was nothing wrong with her secret, so she couldn't help but nodded again.

"The master said that half a year ago, my mother passed away, so I had no choice but to go to Beijing to find my father." Having said that, Xia Ziwei couldn't help but look up, her eyes gleaming with hope, "Master, you know why my little girl is here."

"Amitabha," Yun Du called out the dharma name again, and looked at Xia Ziwei with pity in his eyes, "It is really ominous for the female benefactor to have evil spirits and restrain her parents and sons. Although the heart is filial, according to the poor nun, this biological father is still Don’t look for a good one. It’s better to stay here, be a layman, and spend your life at ease, it’s not comfortable.”

Xia Ziwei subconsciously wanted to refute her, but suddenly stopped before she spoke.This nun has never known her before, why should she talk to herself like this.We arrived at the paddock that day, if it wasn't for that pair of soldiers... Xia Ziwei suddenly realized, she looked at Yundu in a daze, and wanted to ask her, could it be that the emperor already knew about her existence, but didn't want to recognize her? Throw her to this nun's house and ask someone to persuade her to become a monk.

No, it's not like that, it's impossible.Xia Ziwei looked at Yun Du pleadingly, but Yun Du sighed, closed her eyes and nodded.Although the two of them didn't say a word, they had a clear understanding.

It turned out that my father didn't want to recognize me.He knew my identity but he didn't want to recognize his daughter. Instead, he hid it, mother, father, he doesn't recognize me.

That night Xia Ziwei failed to commit suicide and was rescued.A few days later, Xia Ziwei shaved her hair and went home.

Half a month later, there was an extra Princess Huanzhu in the palace, whose boudoir name was Jinsuo, who was raised under the queen's name, just like Lanxin's old practice.It is said that this girl was born with a daughter of the Xia family when His Majesty visited the south of the Yangtze River. Now that her biological mother has passed away, she came to Beijing alone to look for her.Because of her beautiful appearance and rough childhood, Qianlong made a special decree to confer the title of Princess Heshuo, and allowed her to mourn in the queen's palace. After the three-year period expired, she would marry the younger brother of the upstart Wuya Heshun.

The fifth elder brother fell in love with the girl of the traitor while hunting. He contradicted the emperor's father, cut his title, and was imprisoned in the Beizi Mansion in the western suburbs. He was not allowed to go out without purpose.And the rebellious daughter, Xiao Yanzi, abolished martial arts, cut off her meridians, pretended to be the maid Li Shi, entered the Shizi's mansion, and worked as a roommate for Yongqi. The swallows never flew out again.

"Your Majesty seems to be in a much better mood these days." Wu Ya Heshun said inadvertently when playing chess with Qianlong.

"Really." Qianlong looked at the rainbow hanging high after the rain, and couldn't help laughing while playing chess.Turning his head, he looked at Wuya Heshun who was thinking about how to lose chess to himself, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's all thanks to Qing's merit."

Wu Ya He Shun was taken aback for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Qianlong sitting in the sun, smiling with downcast eyes, like a Maitreya holding a flower, he couldn't help but relax, and also smiled.

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The author has something to say: I encountered some things when I wrote this article.Later, there were no more updates, and I don’t know if anyone still reads it.

Originally, I was planning to end it here, but it was too hasty.

The writing is terrible, and the pits are hard to fill. Thank you for seeing you at the end. Although the words are not many, comments and messages are definitely the driving force for persistence.

I hope I don't leave such a big hole in the future.

Finally drifted away silently...