Wen Xiangyanyu

After listening to the report from the subordinates, Wen Ying didn't dare to bother the Queen Mother, so he took the initiative to take care of the matter: "Let's go to Zhaohui Hall to have a look, grandma, please rest."

The queen mother was restless, and told him and Ling Qiyan solemnly: "Take care of Ning'er first, and pray that he can persuade him if he can. No matter what, take care of Ning'er's safety."

Wen Ying nodded: "I know, don't worry, grandma."

Walking out of Ningshou Palace, Ling Qiyan felt inexplicably uneasy, and urged Wen Ying: "Let's go over quickly."

From Ningshou Palace to Zhaohui Palace, passing through most of the palace, they only took a quarter of an hour to get there, and the place was already in chaos.

Ling Qiyu carried Ling Qining like a chicken cub, pinched him around his neck with one hand, and pushed him out of the hall, with a ferocious smile on his face, like a madman, and shouted loudly.

"Gu is the prince! Gu is the one who will be the emperor! Whoever dares to refuse to accept Gu will die for Gu! Go to death!"

All the palace guards retreated again and again as if they were facing a formidable enemy, afraid of Ling Qining who was being pinched by him, they did not dare to step forward.

Ling Qining's face was flushed red, tears were streaming down his face, he opened his mouth with difficulty to breathe, and his body trembled violently.

Seeing Wen Ying and Ling Qiyan appearing together, Ling Qiyu's yelling suddenly stopped, and his expression became more ferocious.

The strength in his hands increased, and he glared at Wen Ying, with a vicious voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "What are you doing here? Are you here to see Gu's jokes? Gu tells you! Gu did not lose! Gu will never admit defeat! You deserve to die You deserve to die! I just hate that I didn't cut you into pieces!"

Wen Ying reminded him in a deep voice: "I still want to live, so let Qi Ning go."

Even if Ling Qiyu is flaring his teeth and claws and has a hostage in his hand, facing Wen Ying, with just one sentence, he has already lost a bit of momentum.

Ling Qiyu saw the poison in his eyes, and his face was almost distorted: "I don't want to let you go! What do you think you are! A villager who grew up in the mountains! You dare to fight and snatch alone, you Does it match?!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, Ling Qining was crumbling in his hands, his breathing was rapid, his chest heaved violently, and he seemed to be out of breath.

Seeing this, Ling Qiyan couldn't help frowning, and said in a cold voice: "Ling Qiyu, is there something wrong with you? That's all you can do to catch Xiaoliu, a child, and threaten others? Look at what you look like now, a bereaved dog is nothing more than that." .”

Ling Qiyu glared at him: "Shut up for Gu! What kind of thing are you! You are a servant of Israel, what right do you have to talk to Gu like this here?!"

Ling Qiyan's heart was not disturbed at all. The words this man said could no longer irritate him: "It doesn't matter whether I have the right to speak here. Do you think you can get anything by holding Xiao Liu hostage? You, the prince, have It's useless, if you are honest and safe, you can still save a dog's life, why bother to kill yourself?"

Ling Qiyu sneered dismissively: "What's the difference between living like this and dying now? What is Gu afraid of if you can be a support after you die? Gu Ke really didn't see it, so you still care about this silly boy. Alright, you come to replace him! Wouldn’t it be nice for Gu to die with you, and what is there to be afraid of when he dies?”

Wen Ying grabbed Ling Qiyan's wrist violently.

Ling Qiyan patted the back of his hand lightly with his backhand, he was not that stupid, as this lunatic wished.

Wen Ying's voice became deeper, and he reminded Ling Qiyu again: "Release Qining."

Ling Qiyu ignored him at all.

Ling Qiyan took a step forward and asked, "Did you kill the young lady of the Lin family? Did you kill my other two fiancées as well?"

"Yes, so what!" Ling Qiyu raised his voice and gritted his teeth, "Gu Pian won't let you marry a wife! You favored those maids who molested children, but you don't even want to marry wives and have children! Gu just didn't expect that you would have such You are as lowly as you are, and you actually commit yourself to a doorman! If you knew this, Gu should have moved you earlier, and it wouldn't be easy for others!"

Ling Qiyan felt chills for a while, he never thought that the reason for the death of the three little ladies because of him was such absurd and shameful reason.

"You are the one who deserves to be hacked into pieces."

Ling Qiyu licked his lips, and a strange laugh came out of his hoarse voice: "What's the matter? I just regret it. After so many years, I haven't tasted you even once."

His naked eyes stared at Ling Qiyan, as if provocative, with undisguised desire in his eyes.

Wen Ying clenched the sword around his waist tightly.

"No," Ling Qiyan pressed his hand and reminded him in a low voice, "If you draw your sword, he will really strangle Xiao Liu to death, so you have to find another way."

Ling Qiyu was still yelling: "Come on! Aren't you amazing! How majestic you are to kill people on the battlefield! I'll see how capable you are and who you can save!"

Wen Ying's face sank like water, and during the stalemate, dozens of archers suddenly appeared, and surrounded Ling Qiyu in an instant, pulling strings and setting up arrows to set up a formation, ready to release arrows at any time.

The emperor came striding forward, his face livid, and sternly scolded Ling Qiyu: "You bastard! Let me let Qining go!"

Ling Qiyu showed no signs of fear, and laughed loudly: "Let him go? Haha...ha, if I let him go, will my father let him go?!"

The emperor was furious: "I didn't intend to take your dog's life, how do you want me to let you go?!"

Ling Qiyu was extremely annoyed: "When did the father let Gu go? Gu worked diligently and laboriously to be your crown prince, pleasing you in every possible way, helping you solve your problems, what did Gu get in the end? Ever since this villager came back Father, you only see him as a son in your eyes. No matter what Gu does, it is wrong in your eyes! You have long wanted to abolish Gu, even if Gu does nothing, you can't tolerate Gu. Sooner or later you will let Gu Make room for this villager!"

"You still have the face to say it! You bastard! You bastard!" The emperor was furious and furious, "You are disloyal, unkind, filial and unfraternal, and the evil things you have done are not enough to die a hundred times and a thousand times. I remember your grandmother and queen mother. For the sake of saving your life, you are still so unrepentant! Now you still have the face to hold your brother hostage to question me!"

Ling Qiyu argued loudly: "Why can't Gu ask?! Gu is right! It is the father who is wrong, it is you! It is the father who forced Gu! It is you who want to kill Gu! Gu is just for self-protection!"

The emperor was agitated by his words that turned black and white, raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at him, and ordered sharply through his teeth: "Shoot the arrow, kill this bastard for me! Kill it!"

"--Do not!"

The queen who appeared at an unknown time stumbled forward and stood in front of Ling Qiyu, begging the emperor, "Your Majesty, please spare Yu'er, please spare Yu'er!"

Seeing Shen, the emperor hated his teeth even more: "You gave birth to such a non-human beast, how dare you intercede with him? Get the hell out of here!"

How could Shen be willing to stand in the way of Ling Qiyu, then turned around and begged him: "Yu'er, be obedient, let Ning'er go, queen mother begs you, let Ning'er go."

"Isn't even the queen mother willing to help the orphan?" Ling Qiyu asked her quietly.

Shen's eyes were full of tears: "You will die like this, you are obedient, let your brother go, and I will be the queen mother and beg you, okay?"

Ling Qiyu sneered: "I won't let you go."

The emperor was extremely angry: "Shoot an arrow for me!"

Shen turned around abruptly, and stretched out her hands to protect her son.

Ling Qiyu held a Ling Qining in his hand, and blocked a Shen family in front of him. The archers were afraid of accidentally injuring the two, even though the extremely angry emperor urged them repeatedly, they still dared not release their arrows.

After Ling Qining was panting violently, he suddenly seemed to have lost his breath, his chest collapsed, and he fell limply on Ling Qiyu's body. Ling Qiyu still held his collar with one hand and grabbed his neck with the other, and did not let him go , shouting and laughing maniacally.

Ling Qiyan's heart trembled when he saw this, and he thought of something, and quickly said to Wen Ying in a low voice: "Xiao Liu is dying, he has had asthma since childhood, and he hasn't had it for many years, it's clear that he's suffering from it again, he must hurry up Save people, hurry up!"

Wen Ying's pupils shrank, and he went forward to take the bow in the hands of an archer, took two steps back, and drew the string.

Both Ling Qiyu and Shen Shi were confronting the emperor, not noticing that the arrow in Wen Ying's hand was aimed at them.

The next moment, the arrow pierced through the air, barely brushing off Shen's temple hair, and nailed into Ling Qiyu's throat behind her.

Shen's crying and begging stopped abruptly, and she froze in place.

Behind her, Ling Qiyu fell to the ground.

She turned around in a daze, and saw her son lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, he was stunned for a short time, and finally collapsed and screamed, and fell limply on the ground.

Wen Ying threw his bow and rushed up, picked up Ling Qining, who had already been unconscious and also fell to the ground, and Ling Qiyan shouted at the astonished and unresponsive palace servants: "What are you waiting for! Physician!"

In a corner not far away, Yunshi watched the farce expressionlessly, and said lightly, "Let's go."

The eunuch beside her asked her in a low voice: "Your Majesty, don't you go to comfort Your Majesty?"

The corner of Yun's mouth curled into an inexplicable smile: "What's the rush?"

Wen Ying and Ling Qiyan sent Ling Qining back to the bedroom, and stayed to guard him.

The imperial physician came quickly and administered acupuncture and medicine, but Ling Qining remained in a coma.

In the middle of the night that day, his symptoms suddenly worsened again. All the imperial physicians tried their best to rescue him one after another. Finally, they prostrated themselves on the ground together, pleading guilty to Wen Ying tremblingly.

Ling Qiyan watched this little brother swallow his last breath, thinking in a daze that he still talked and laughed with Yanyan during the day, saying that he would be a general and a good person, why did he suddenly say no and then he was gone? ?

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch Ling Qining's face, but as soon as he touched it, Wen Ying grabbed his wrist and pulled him up from the couch.

After returning to Yong'an Palace and being hugged by Wen Ying, Ling Qiyan seemed to wake up from a dream, and shuddered in Wen Ying's arms.

Wen Ying caressed him on the back: "It's okay, it's okay."

Ling Qiyan swallowed hard: "Xiao Liu, is he gone?"

"Ah."

"...Why did this happen? He still said during the day that he didn't know where that beast was locked up, why did he suddenly go to Zhaohui Hall and was held hostage by that beast? I've already reminded him not to mess with that beast, he Why don't you listen?"

Wen Ying hugged him even tighter.

After embracing each other quietly for a while, Wen Ying called for hot water, wiped Ling Qiyan's face, and let him soak his feet.

It was just autumn, but Ling Qiyan felt cold all over his body and kept shivering.

On the battlefield, he can kill people without blinking an eye. He doesn't even take his life and death seriously. He always says that when he dies, he dies.

But today, Ling Qining's death suddenly made him timid.

It turns out that life and death are really just a momentary thing. He was not afraid before because he had never really experienced it at all.

Wen Ying knelt down in front of him and gently massaged the acupuncture points on the soles of his feet to make him more comfortable.

Ling Qiyan finally regained his senses from the stupefied, looked at him, and murmured: "Why don't you be the emperor, let's run away, hide away, find a place where no one is around, and live in seclusion. "

Wen Ying pinched the sole of his foot lightly, but didn't answer.

After Ling Qiyan finished speaking, he shook his head first: "...No, if you don't become the emperor, we are afraid that we will die sooner."

He was dazed: "It's not good here at all, it's far less comfortable than in the northwest."

"Xiao Liu is so pitiful, he is just a fool, he doesn't understand anything, why is he gone."

"Even a fool like him said that it would be gone. Is it just a fluke that I can live to this day?"

"Everyone has his own destiny," Wen Ying comforted him in a low voice, "We'll go to the temple and light an ever-burning lamp for him later, maybe he can have a better birth in the next life."

Ling Qiyan let out a sigh of relief, his heart was still up and down, and he nodded apprehensively.

After grooming and washing, after Ling Qiyan fell into a deep sleep, Wen Ying got up and went outside.

His confidant came in and reported in a low voice: "The news of His Majesty's death was reported to Xingqing Palace earlier. His Majesty mourned greatly, and the people below couldn't persuade him. At this moment, Concubine Shu has already passed away, and the imperial physician has been passed on." .”

Wen Ying listened calmly, with an indifferent expression, and asked again: "Where is Fengyi Palace? Is the queen awake?"

"Wake up, the empress woke up in the afternoon and kept crying. Just now, I just heard that the Sixth Highness is gone. Suddenly, she seemed to have lost her mind. She started screaming hysterically, throwing things, beating and scolding servants, and later They kicked everyone out and wept loudly in the hall alone, looking crazy, the servants of Fengyi Palace did not dare to go in, and the imperial doctor passed by, but they were also blocked outside."

Wen Ying frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did His Highness the Sixth Prince suddenly go to Zhaohui Hall?"

"Your Majesty has already sent people to check. In the morning, the Sixth Highness went to Fengyi Palace to pay his respects and returned. On the way, he chased a cat to the vicinity of Zhaohui Hall. He saw many guards there, and guessed that His Highness Second was imprisoned there. He insisted on going in to have a look, but those people couldn't stop him and let him in, and later on he was captured by the Second Highness."

"cat?"

"Yes, it's a wild cat. There are many wild cats in the palace, and there are many wild cats everywhere. According to the people around the Sixth Highness, the cat rushed up halfway and circled around the Sixth Highness's feet. The Sixth Highness thought it was fun, so he stopped. After a while, the cat behind him snatched away a red rope tied around his wrist, he was anxious to get back, so he chased after the cat, and ran to the vicinity of Zhaohui Palace with the cat."

Wen Ying frowned and pondered for a moment, without saying anything more, and said: "Go down, just keep staring."

The person who reported the matter retreated, and Wen Ying's personal servant came in again, and told him in a low voice: "Your Highness, the Chenxian Hall just sent a message. Wang De said that when the incident happened in the morning, the concubine Shu also went to the Chaohui Hall. He looked around, but he went back before getting any closer, and, the wild cat that lured the Sixth Highness to Zhaohui Hall, he had seen the big palace maid next to Concubine Shu secretly feed it."

Wen Ying's complexion was slightly dark, and a chill formed between his brows: "This king knows, let him continue to serve Concubine Shu well, and report when there is something to do."

Ling Qiyan turned over in his sleep, but didn't come across the familiar heat source, he opened his eyes in a daze, and reached out to touch it.

When Wen Ying came back, Ling Qiyan had sat up and was in a daze, looking at him blankly.

Wen Ying walked over, lit the lamp, sat on the bed and hugged him: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Ling Qiyan fell into his arms, her heart beating a little fast: "Where did you go? You disappeared as soon as I fell asleep."

Wen Ying caressed his back: "Just outside, someone came to report something just now."

"……What's up?"

Wen Ying talked about it roughly, but did not mention Yun's to him.

Ling Qiyan was in a trance when he heard the words: "That silly boy has always wanted to keep cats, but the queen and that beast don't like those little things, so he is not allowed to keep them. There are so many wild cats in the palace because the queen mother is kind. Killing, or else the Queen and the others would have ordered someone to take it away, but Xiao Liu was just teasing a cat, so why did he lose his life?"

Wen Ying didn't answer, and the movements of his hands were lighter.

Ling Qiyan sighed endlessly: "The red string in his hand is strung with Buddhist beads. The Queen Mother specially went to the temple to pray for him in his natal year. It is not worth a lot of money. Why bother with a cat? They are all palace officials. The big one, I've never seen anyone who is stupider than him, who is close to everyone, and remembers when others treat him a little bit, and he insists on going to see him even though he knows that bastard is nothing."

"Banquet."

Ling Qiyan paused, and looked up at him.

Wen Ying hugged him tightly: "Don't think about it, go to sleep."

Ling Qiyan stopped talking, and lay quietly in Wen Ying's arms, not moving for a long time.