Tibetan thoughts

"I've already thought about the name of the child..." Yan Yunlie raised his head slightly and said, "Fengzhu, Lingfengzhu... I hope that when he grows up, he can be like you, a gentleman like jade, a gentleman like bamboo, full of chivalry and love." Passionate, handsome and unrestrained, fighting swords in Jianghu."

The tense expression on Ling Qing's face relaxed slightly, he lowered his head to meet Yan Yunlie's gaze, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Are you afraid that if the two children are like you, follow behind to solve their romantic affairs?" Too late, right?"

Siqin is not like Yan Yunlie in other places, but he has inherited his lust. When no one took Siqin a while ago, only Ling Jun and Wei Yu helped take care of him, and put Siqin and the beauty Xiaolingdang on the same bed. , It didn't take a while to gnaw someone's face full of saliva.

And when Siqin saw Ling Jun and Huai Die, his eyes turned into two crescent moons when he smiled, and he used all kinds of ways to be good-looking, just to let the other party hug him, he was so young.For this reason, Ling Jun has already put down his words, and strictly forbids Siqin to approach the little bell of their house even half a step, but it is a pity that Siqin can't walk yet.

Knowing that he was joking about himself, Yan Yunlie was not happy, nor did he follow his words to tease him in reverse, but said with a serious expression, "I hope they can all be like you... Think about it too, Hong Yu and Feng Zhu just complement each other."

Ling Qing froze for a moment, then a touch of emotion appeared on his face, he blinked his eyes, the watery light in his eyes flickered twice, but finally did not fall, he only looked away slightly.

Looking at him, Yan Yunlie felt sore in his heart. When Ling Qing was with him, he seldom asked for anything. He didn't mention much about the ones below.

It's like love, love, it seems that in Ling Qing's heart, personal love always comes after righteousness.

But in fact it is not the case. Not mentioning it does not mean that he has not thought about it, and not saying it does not mean that he does not need it. Even if morality is always the first, he is not inferior to anyone in the world when it comes to human nature.

This is Ling Qing...

It is the person he loves, the person who has experienced life and death with him, has conceived children, will spend the rest of his life with him, and will always be with him...

Yan Yunlie lowered his head, and kissed his protruding belly lightly through the material of the clothes. When he thought of the scene he saw just now behind the screen, somewhere underneath burned uncontrollably.

"I didn't see clearly from behind the screen just now... Now that I think about it..." He raised his head, looked at Ling Qing longingly, and pressed his hand to the place where his heart was, "I'm jumping so hard here now...you say Am I sick?"

Ling Qing didn't answer him, he seemed to recover from a daze, and immediately fell into entanglement, probably because the lust in Yan Yunlie's eyes was too naked, so he let go of his guard, raised his hand to the knot, and paused Paused, then slowly pulled away...

The jacket made of light and breathable natural silk is separated to the two sides like water, exposing the body underneath for a clear view.

The two who haven't touched each other for a long time, let the flames of passion completely devour each other, Ling Qing was a little embarrassed at first, but after the desire at the front was skillfully rubbed by Yan Yunlie in his hand a few times, he also Let go a lot.

It seems that he understands that Yan Yunlie doesn't care, so the desire that has been restrained for several months, once released, feels a little unstoppable, but between indulgence and wantonness, Yan Yunlie's movements are still extremely careful.

"Um……"

Ling Qing lay on his side on the couch, raised his head and moaned in a low voice, Yan Yunlie came up and sealed his moan between his lips and tongue.

The back was pierced gently and forcefully, the red meat stick was slowly pulled out, and then buried deeply, Ling Qing shook his head as if he couldn't bear it.

The corner of Yan Yunlie's mouth pressed against his sweaty forehead with a smile, and he worked harder at the waist, "Be patient, let's go together..." The hand holding his desire became more skillful.

"Don't get it in there... ah!"

Yan Yunlie hugged him deeply, pushed him in, and then pulled it out. At the same time, the hot and sticky liquid fell on his back. Ling Qing's body convulsed, and the penis held by Yan Yunlie jumped and spit out the fluid Come.

The fishy smell slowly dissipated between the beds. Although Ling Qing had just taken a shower, not only was she covered in sweat, but she was also stained with each other's bodily fluids. It was sticky and uncomfortable, but the comfort and laziness after venting soaked through her whole body , making him not want to move, just panting slightly.

The Hierarch of Yan University, who had been held back for a long time and finally ate, although he was not too full, still hugged Ling Qing contentedly, and dawdled with him for a long time before getting up to fetch water to wipe Ling Qing's body clean, and helping him Put on a shirt so he doesn't catch a cold.

After finishing everything, he found that Ling Qing had fallen asleep. He originally planned to turn around and leave, but stopped after walking two steps, went back to the couch and took off his boots. He moved carefully so as not to wake him up. Ling Qing got on the couch and lay beside him. down.

The smell of lust has faded away long ago, but those long-lasting threads of love seem to bind the two of them even more tightly.

Two months later, Ling Qing successfully gave birth to a son. According to what she said at the beginning, she named the child Feng Zhu.

Compared with Siqin when he was a child, Fengzhu was much easier to take care of, and he didn't cry much. Siqin was inexplicably curious about this younger brother, and often sat aside and looked at him with his head tilted, much more interested in him than his new name.

But what he was most interested in was the nanny he invited for Feng Zhu, who would laugh and show pity for a while, trying to make the nanny put down her brother and hug him in different ways.

When Feng Zhu was one month old, Ling Qing took him, Hong Yu and Yan Yunlie back to Wanyue Villa.

Yan Yunlie carried Hong Yu off the carriage and put him on the ground, then went to help Ling Qing who was holding Feng Zhu.

Mrs. Ling received Ling Qing's swan geese flying letter early in the morning, asking her to find two nannies, which surprised Mrs. Ling. She thought it was Siqin who came with her, but then she thought it was wrong. Weaned.

At this moment, when they heard that the servants reported that the young master had arrived at the door, they hurried out with the servant girl. When they saw Hong Yu who was hugged by Yan Yunlie in his arms, they were overjoyed. Landing on the swaddling baby in Ling Qing's arms, she couldn't help being taken aback.

"Ling Qing, what are you?"

Holding her baby in her arms, Ling Qing walked to Mrs. Ling's side, "Mom, have you found the nanny I asked you to find?"

Madam Ling nodded, "I found it, I found it, this child is...?"

Ling Qing hugged her and showed her, "Who do you think he looks like?"

Mrs. Ling looked over with doubts, but she became excited after just one glance. She stretched out her hand and carefully took Feng Zhu from Ling Qing's hand, and showed it to Ling Guanghai. They look exactly the same..."

Ling Guanghai is serious, but after seeing the baby in swaddling clothes, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile, "Indeed, the eyebrows and eyes are very similar..."

Ling Qing leaned over, reached out and pulled Feng Zhu's bib down, so that the child's delicate facial features were completely exposed. The child's eyes were bright, as if shining stars, and he was smiling at people with a small grin. Cute and pitiful.

Ling Qing said lightly, "Of course it looks like me, because it's your grandson."

After saying this, the two old men were stunned, and they turned their heads to look at Ling Qing in disbelief, but Ling Qing just pulled Feng Zhu's bib to help him wipe the drool off, "His name is Feng Zhu."

"Feng Zhu... Feng Zhu..." Mrs. Ling murmured and repeated twice, with tears in her eyes, she turned around to let Ling Guanghai hug her, "Master, haven't you been looking forward to hugging your grandson?" , look...how cute is he?"

Madam Ling and Ling Guanghai teased Feng Zhu, while Yan Yunlie stood aside holding Hongyu, watching the scene of Ling Qing and the others having fun together, suddenly feeling left out.

Hongyu naturally didn't understand what happened, but he was obviously dissatisfied with being left aside, so he called "Daddy" softly. Now Hongyu can tell Yan Yunlie and Ling Qing apart. No matter who is called "Dad" like before.

Mrs. Ling, who was immersed in joy, turned her head when she heard the voice, only to realize that she had forgotten about Xiao Siqin over there.

"Does Siqin remember grandma?" Mrs. Ling wanted to hug him as she spoke, but Ling Qing stopped her.

"Mom, I have something to tell you and Dad."

Both of them looked at him puzzled, but Ling Qing's expression was a little serious, so Mrs. Ling withdrew her hand to hug Hongyu, and Ling Guanghai also handed Feng Zhu to the nanny.

Yan Yunlie was also at a loss. At that time on Tianjue Mountain, Ling Qing said that he would take Feng Zhu and Hongyu back to Wanyue Villa, and asked him how to explain to his parents, but Ling Qing refused to say anything. When they met, they directly confessed that Feng Zhu was his child. The leader of Yan University wondered how Ling Qing would explain it. It was impossible to say that the child's mother died.

Could it be that the child's mother ran away with someone after giving birth?How can this be?The leader of Yanda himself denied this ridiculous conjecture.

Seeing Ling Qing following the two old men to the back room, holding Hong Yu in his arms and trying to follow, Ling Qing in front suddenly stopped and turned around, raising his eyebrows, "What are you following me for?"

"I, I..." The Hierarch of Yan University looked at the two old men walking in front, and then at Ling Qing, unable to answer for a while.

"He Hongyu is waiting for me outside." Ling Qing said in a non-negotiable tone, then turned around and followed.

The leader of Yan University stood in the same place with his son in his arms, all kinds of emotions gathered in his heart, and he heard the voices of the maid and the nanny teasing Feng Zhu.

"The little master is so cute."

"Yes, but why didn't you see Mrs. Shaozhuang's wife come back together?"

"I don't know what Mrs. Shaozhuang's wife looks like? Is it okay to serve her?"

"The young master is so handsome, the young master's wife must also be a beauty, maybe she is a quiet and gentle lady, that's why the young master is able to hide it so well."

The leader of Yan University stood there, listening to the chirping laughter, only felt that the croaking was harsh, what "beauty", what "quiet and gentle lady", tsk!

"Master Yan, would you like this servant to help you hug the little leader for a while?"

Before Yan Yunlie could refuse her, Hong Yu had already opened his small arms and smiled towards the servant girl like a flower, shouting "hug, hug".

So the leader of Yan University, who was even more upset, stretched out his hand to pinch his son's chubby buttocks, and secretly scolded him, what a brat doesn't want to learn, but he just learned from your old man!

After being pinched, Hongyu puffed out his mouth, making his appearance even cuter.

"Is the little Hierarch hungry? Should I take him to eat something?"

Yan Yunlie thought for a while, and still handed Hongyu to her, and while the maid and the nanny were circling around the two children, his own figure flashed and swayed into the back compartment.

Having lived in Wanyue Villa for some time before, Yan Yunlie walked to the study room familiarly, and saw through the sparse grid from a distance that the people talking inside should be Ling Qing and his parents.So he tried his best to walk lightly, slow down his breath and leaned over, for fear that he would be accidentally discovered by the two martial arts insiders.

But if Ling Qing and Ling Guanghai didn't find out, they couldn't get too close and couldn't hear the voices inside. The leader of Yanda hesitated for a moment, then went all out, lowered his waist and put his ears on the crack of the door.

Still can't hear any sound, the leader of Yan University tried his best to press his ear to the crack of the door, and then stuck, and then stuck...

The door was opened from the inside with a "creak", and the leader of Yan University staggered, and jumped into the door and directly stuck to the person who opened the door.

"What are you doing?"

Ling Qing's cold voice fell from the top of his head, Yan Yunlie barely raised his head, and met Ling Qing's sharp gaze, for a moment he had the illusion that holes had been pierced in his body by the eye knife.

Yan Yunlie straightened up and backed away, thinking about how to explain, but rather than explaining, he wanted to know what Ling Qing had just said to them inside.

Ling Qing said that he didn't want the two children to be raised separately, so he would have to reveal Hongyu's identity, but he told the two old people that he was his son, and most people in Wanyue Villa and even Jianghu were Knowing that the leader of Tianjue Sect has a son, Ling Qing, who now has no reason, said that this child is his own, and that he and Feng Zhu are brothers. If he doesn't explain the matter of Kuishi Lian clearly, no one will be suspicious.

And even if he could explain to the two old people the magic of Kuishi Lian's ability to allow men to give birth, how would he explain his relationship with him?Even though Zhao Guo can't help being masculine, but Ling Qing said that his family follows the ethics and discipline, and the rules are very strict, I'm afraid it's not so easy to accept...

Yan Yunlie was still thinking about this and that, but when he came back to his senses, he saw Ling Qing staring at him fiercely, so he could only smile apologetically, "Well, Ling Qing, I just wanted to..."

Ling Qing didn't let him continue, but said coldly, "Come with me", and walked ahead.

The leader of Yan University was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed.

Ling Qing walked along the corridor, and didn't stop until a separate small building in the deepest part of the back compartment.

When he came back from Yongzhou and lived in Wanyue Mountain Villa for recuperation, Yan Yunlie heard from Ling Qing that this is the Ling family's ancestral hall, and outsiders can't come in casually, so he wondered why Ling Qing brought him here?

Could it be that after Ling Qing told the truth to the two old men, the two old men asked Ling Qing to rectify himself in front of the ancestral tablet in order to take care of the reputation of the Ling family?Or, for the sake of the two children's legitimate identities, you have to belong to the Ling family and change your surname to Ling in the future?

Anyway, the leader of Yan University had a lot of messy and ridiculous thoughts in his mind. Just as he was thinking wildly, Ling Qing took a deep breath in front of the door, then raised his hands to climb on the wooden door, and slowly pushed it open.

There was a "creak".

With the heaviness accumulated over the years, the inside is very dark, only the open door reveals light, and there are two shadows of two people in the sunlight falling on the bluestone slab floor.

There is a solemn and solemn atmosphere inside, and the smell of rotten wood is faintly wafting. Tablets are carefully and neatly arranged on the incense table, like a pair of eyes, silently staring at the visitors.

Ling Qing stepped over the threshold and walked in, took incense from the incense table, lit it, inserted it into the incense burner, then turned to look at Yan Yunlie, "Come here." He gestured to the futon beside him, "Kneel Down."

Yan Yunlie really couldn't figure out what Ling Qing was going to do, but obediently followed his instructions, walked into the ancestral hall, knelt down respectfully on the futon, unexpectedly, Ling Qing followed him The futon beside him knelt down, and then there was no sound.

The Hierarch of Yan University knelt there, watching the incense in the censer burn slowly, wisps of green smoke curled up between the memorial tablets, and then something quieted down silently, because of the solemn atmosphere, even the beginning The impetuous emotions also calmed down.

In front of him are the ancestors of the Ling family, the ancestors respected by the person next to him. The blood of the Ling family has been passed down for so many years, but in the end it was entangled with him, and even violated the rules of ethics to allow the two men to have Having inherited the crystallization of my blood essence, I should be satisfied...

In those future futures, even if you have made up your mind to live with this person next to you, how can you not let him be criticized by others?

I don't know what decision Ling Qing made... If the two of them really can't be together in this life, I won't resent it, as long as it's good for Ling Qing, I'm willing to do it, even if I die, I don't want to let go The person next to him left... I only hope that in the future I can find out where he is buried...

Don't seek to share the same pillow in life, but seek to share the same quilt after death.

"What do you make that look like?"

Ling Qing's voice sounded from the side, and the leader of Yan University turned his head childishly, not letting him see his red eyes.

The two have gone through so many things, turning back and forth, love and hatred, and those nightmares entangled, finally connected with each other, supported each other and began to face up to the mistakes and regrets of the past, but in the end they were heading towards this result.Inexhaustible helplessness, and the powerlessness that I have no way to work hard and recover, I can only hate myself silently in my heart.

At this time, Yan Yunlie heard Ling Qing's voice calmly and slowly telling, "I told my parents everything that happened to us..."

Yan Yunlie's body shook, and he turned to look at him.

Ling Qing continued, "It's been nearly ten years since Guanshan met me after giving birth to Fengzhu..."

Yan Yunlie felt turmoil in his heart. Although it was a long period of time, there were only a handful of times when the two of them actually met, and it was full of various complications.

Seeing that Ling Qing stopped talking, Yan Yunlie opened his mouth, but his voice was a little hoarse, "Then...how did your parents react?"

Ling Qing just looked at him like this, the water in his eyes flooded, sparkling, clear and attractive, and then he smiled, and at the same time, a drop of crystal water rolled out of his eyes and landed on the bluestone tiles, emitting a slightly crisp sound. sound.

"Father is very angry... Let the two of us kneel in the ancestral hall to reflect. If he didn't say yes, we are not allowed to go out."

Yan Yunlie stood there in a daze before he realized it, and then he reacted after a while, his eyes widened, and his words were filled with surprise and joy, "You mean, your father asked us to kneel in the ancestral hall to reflect?"

Ling Qing glared at him, "Otherwise, what do you think you are here for?"

The leader of Yan University swept away the previous depression, and was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while. He almost jumped up, but when he saw Ling Qing frowned, he knelt down immediately. It took a while to calm down, and then carefully asked , "Your father and mother really didn't say anything? No... do you disagree with us being together?"

Ling Qing turned her head and looked at the ancestral tablet in front of her, "Father said, as long as I don't regret it, even if he cuts off my legs and locks me up, I'm afraid he won't be able to stop me..."

The joy on Yan Yunlie's face subsided slightly, and he looked at the person in front of him affectionately.

The young man is handsome and gentle, and his smile makes people feel like a spring breeze, but he has more persistence and stubbornness than anyone else in certain things.

I always think that I see his strongest side, but every time I find that it is only a part, the youth is gentle, but it does not mean that he will give up his belief casually.

Yan Yunlie recalled that his head was full of random thoughts before, and felt a little funny and a little guilty. Although he was thinking about Ling Qing, but when he was faced with a choice, he actually made the decision to give up...

To preserve Ling Qing's reputation at the price of giving up the relationship between the two of them, and to give up their lifelong agreement in exchange for Hong Yu and Feng Zhu's legitimate identities, but they never thought whether this would be really good for them...

Probably thought it was strange that Yan Yunlie looked at him like this and didn't speak, the expression on his face was joyful, solemn, and self-blaming and guilty for a while, so Ling Qing tilted his head, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Yunlie regained consciousness, moved his lips, then turned around and looked at the tablet in front of him, suddenly bent down and kowtowed three times "Boom, Boom, Boom", the front of his forehead was flushed.

He looked at the ancestral tablets of the Ling family in front of him, and said in a pious and serious tone: "The ancestors of the Ling family are the ancestors, and I, Yan Yunlie, the leader of the Tianjue Sect, swear to all the ancestors that I am willing to be with Ling Qing in this life and in this life. Shou, we will spend our years together and grow old hand in hand, if we violate this oath, we will fall into Shura and never be reborn forever!" After saying this, he bent down again and kowtowed heavily.

The ancestral hall suddenly became quiet, and the fragrance lingered inside, and the floating dust that rose up and fell suddenly, passed through the past, the pain, the bloody love, love and hatred, and finally all turned into staying together in this life and never leaving. The oath, engraved in a deep and solemn place, so firm, so pious, even if the stars fall and the moon fades, the prosperity of the world cannot be erased.

Ling Qing looked at him, unable to speak, all emotions turned into crystal clear tears, which could not be stopped.

Yan Yunlie raised his lips and smiled, reached out to hold Ling Qing's hand, coaxing him softly, "Don't be like this, those who don't know think I've bullied you again, so many seniors of your Ling family came to me together Settle the bill, even if I have peerless martial arts, I can't stop it."

Ling Qing said angrily in a muffled voice, "The ancestral hall is an important place, don't talk nonsense, kneel down!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The leader of Yan University responded repeatedly and knelt down, but he didn't let go of the hand holding Ling Qing. After kneeling for a long time, he couldn't hold back anymore, "When do you think father will let us go out?" ?”

Ling Qing turned her head, "When did my father become your father?"

"I've been made to kneel in the Ling family's ancestral hall, can't I still call him father? No, then am I joining your Ling family? No, no, no, I have to take you to pay respects to my parents' graves after I go back to Tianjue Mountain. "

"Yan, Yun, Lie!"

"And I have to go to Aunt Lian..."

Through a sparse wooden door, chattering voices could be heard from inside from time to time, and occasionally murmurs interspersed with it, making this desolate and solemn small building a bit warm.

Yan Yunlie originally thought that Ling Guanghai would make them kneel for three days and three nights before letting them out, but he didn't expect that the next morning, the servants would send a message, saying that the master and madam asked them to wash up and have breakfast.Originally, she was worried that Ling Qing would not be able to make it through soon after giving birth, but she forgot that parents always love their children the most.

Another month later, the Ling family's mansion was decorated in a festive manner, with the sound of firecrackers, but there were no noisy guests.

Sitting in the hall were Ling Guanghai and Mrs. Ling, both wearing red-soled new clothes. They looked at the two people in front of them with a smile. different styles.

Ling Qing used a gold silk-trimmed headband inlaid with longan pearls to tie up her black hair, making her look even more elegant and sassy, ​​while Yan Yunlie tied her hair with a purple gold crown, which was somewhat majestic and suave.

A piece of red silk, a concentric knot, Xi Po sang "One Prayer to Heaven and Earth", even if there are no crowds of guests, and there is no excitement, as long as the world is clear, it is enough.

There are red candles in the window, a bright moon in Jinping, and a pair of sapphire goblets. Someone whispered in a hoarse voice.

"After today, I will wear the same clothes and be with you always..."

The man seemed like he took the cup with a smile, and the fine sapphire glowed warmly on his pale fingertips.

"...to spend time with you and go to Baishou."

"Life and death are inseparable..."

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extra thread

The Buddha said: All sentient beings who have not been liberated will go back and forth among the six realms, which is "samsara".

The so-called liberation refers to getting rid of bondage, using precepts as the initial good, concentration as the middle good, and wisdom as the last good, so as to generate meditation and strive to eliminate suffering, and finally get rid of the six circles of reincarnation.

Dongli, if you are bound, this king will not free yourself. If you enter Abi Hell, this king will accompany you with death!

Dongli Muyun woke up drowsily, raised her head and looked out the window, and found that she wanted to close her eyes and take a light nap, but she didn't want to close her eyes and sleep until the sun was setting.

He moved his neck and shoulders, which had become a little stiff due to maintaining a posture for a long time, took a sip of the herbal tea on the table, and someone knocked on the door outside, and asked cautiously, "Master Hou, are you awake?"

"Well, what's the matter?"

Dongli Muyun got up to open the door, and saw the servant standing outside was wiping the sweat off his head and face with his sleeves, his anxious expression immediately changed to joy as if he had seen a savior after seeing him open the door and come out .

"Master Hou, you are awake, Mrs. Qi has been here for a long time..."

Dongli Muyun couldn't help being puzzled, "Didn't you say that Mrs. Qi will call me as soon as she arrives?"

The servant had a bitter look on his face, "My lord knows that you are taking a nap, so he told the servants not to disturb you, but it was only a cup of tea, and he asked the servants to see if you woke up? It's been dozens of times..."

Dongli Muyun smiled lightly and patted the servant's shoulder, then walked straight towards Zhao You's bedroom.

The Anyang Prince's Mansion in the capital is the mansion where Zhao You lived when he was a prince. Born of the emperor's mother, he was favored by the queen mother and was able to stay in Beijing for a long time.

Now this young prince, whom everyone thought was just a cynical and incompetent prince, is still in Beijing. Not only has he not been expelled to the fiefdom, but he has also gained the status of a regent, which makes people feel embarrassed.

Those who really have means are those who hide deep and cannot be seen from the surface, but it is too late when they know it.

Before he reached Zhao You's bedroom, he heard a hoarse and somewhat shrill scream from there. The maids and servants were all rushed outside the door to wait. The servant was even more curious, and looked in through the crack of the door.

Seeing Dongli Muyun approaching, a maid coughed lightly, and the servants turned around, and when they saw that it was him, they returned to the rules and stood respectfully on both sides.

Dongli Muyun was about to reach out and push the door to go in, but the maid at the side wanted to stop him but hesitated to speak, Dongli Muyun turned around, "What's wrong?"

The maid lowered her head slightly, "My lord won't let anyone in..."

The corners of Dongli Muyun's lips curled up, "Your lord is saving face, of course you don't want people to see his current miserable state." He opened the door and walked in without knocking.

Zhao You who was inside was about to let out another cry of pain, when his gaze caught on to the person who opened the door, he forcefully choked back the sound before he could say it.

"It's better to call out." Ruan Suxue took another silver needle and roasted it on the fire, then aimed at the acupuncture point and stuck it straight.

"Hmm!" Zhao You clenched his fists violently, all the muscles in his body were trembling, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. After the piercing pain in his spine subsided, he felt a little relieved. He retorted stiffly, "I can bear this little pain... ah!"

Dongli Muyun didn't expose him, and walked to his side, her eyes fell on Ruan Suxue's leg which was giving him the needle.

In the tunnel of Emperor Yan's Mausoleum, in order to save Ling Qing, Zhao You was buried under the fallen stones. Although he was dug out from under the bricks, he was poured into the tunnel with water and waited until he recovered. When I sensed it, I found that the person was already outside.

Afterwards, Ling Qing and Yan Yunlie went to Wanyue Mountain Villa, and brought Zhao You back to the capital. After being diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor, it was found that Zhao You's leg was seriously injured, and the leg bone was completely crushed. I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up for the rest of my life, but the imperial doctors dare not treat him rashly, for fear that something will happen and his life will be lost.

Although Dongli Muyun thought that he deserved it, he still searched everywhere for a prescription that could cure him, and finally realized that there are many capable people on Tianjue Mountain, so he tentatively wrote to Ling Qing.

I didn't expect to learn from Ling Qing that the Ruan family has a unique method of connecting bones and tendons, and healed his broken wrist and shoulder with broken meridians. It came out through the cracks, but the sword was not hindered.

As soon as Zhao You heard that Ruan Suxue was going to be called to treat his leg, he didn't agree anyway, and threatened that he would rather have his leg useless than owe Ruan Suxue a favor.

Dongli Muyun didn't listen to him, but Dongli Muyun was worried at the beginning, because of the matter of Qi's family before, even if Zhao You was willing to let Ruan Suxue heal his leg, it was still a question of whether Ruan Suxue would be willing.

But unexpectedly, after Dongli Muyun explained the purpose of coming, Ruan Suxue readily agreed, and followed Dongli Muyun to Anyang Palace, but Zhao You still stayed in the room awkwardly and refused to come out.

Ruan Suxue, who has a straightforward personality, pushed away the maid and servants, went straight into his room, lifted the quilt and pulled his injured leg over without saying a word, pressed his hand on the wound twice, and said: "Let me treat it , maybe you can stand up and walk in the future, if you don’t want me to treat it, let someone find a carpenter to build you a better wheelchair, which can last a lifetime.”

Zhao You's face was contorted in pain from her two blows at first, angrily asking Ruan Suxue not to meddle in her own business, but after hearing what Ruan Suxue said, the expression on his face became more complicated.

Ruan Suxue threw his leg on the couch, "You think about it yourself, and after you think it through, let someone come to me."

Just as she was about to leave, Ruan Suxue turned around and added, "I only came here to heal your leg for Ling Qing's sake, not because he has a big heart and has forgiven you for what he suffered, Ling Qing There is a clear distinction between good and evil in dealing with people, he just didn't confuse kindness and resentment."

Ruan Suxue left, leaving Zhao You alone in the room to lose her temper all day, anyway, he is paralyzed on the bed now, Dongli Muyun looks at him like that, it feels a bit like watching a drama.

Being subject to him for so many years, once he lets go, he suddenly feels that the sea and the sky are bright, but Dongli Muyun is not in a hurry to return to the Jingzhou fiefdom. Rare.

So Dongli Muyun sat aside and watched Zhao You lose his temper, and he handed him whatever he wanted to smash and throw. Seeing Dongli Muyun's attitude, Zhao You felt helpless, so he turned his back and pulled off the quilt cover Shut up, yelling to let Dongli Muyun get away too, get away, don't let him see.

Although Dongli Muyun obediently obeyed his instructions and "get out", but when he closed the door for him, Dongli Muyun felt that Zhao You was a little pitiful.

Ruan Suxue was invited back on the third day after she left.

The treatment method she gave was very special, no one had used it before, because Zhao You's leg bones were broken into several pieces, Ruan Suxue said that she would first cut open the flesh and connect the broken bones, fix them, and then use the Ruan family's special The ointment is applied externally, and the meridians and acupoints are stimulated with silver needles every few days. In this way, it may be possible to recover.

The imperial doctor did not dare to say whether this method was effective and safe. After all, it was not recorded in the book. Zhao You kept silent and did not express his opinion, so Dongli Muyun agreed to give it a try. Anyway, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

After pricking the last silver needle, Ruan Suxue let out a long breath, and stretched out her hand to wash in the basin beside her.

Dongli Muyun gave her a silk handkerchief to wipe her hands, "Why didn't Mrs. Qi boil it like last time? The lord screamed like this, maybe he recruited all the imperial guards in the palace." The words were not finished yet. , his arm was hit by a cup that Zhao You found from nowhere.

Ruan Suxue didn't care about Zhao You's behavior towards Dongli Muyun at all, "The last time I made bones, I used Mabosan to prevent the prince from moving around and getting in the way, and Mabosan also has the effect of making people's blood flow Slow down, so that the prince will not bleed to death when I use the knife. But now it depends on how the prince's leg recovers, and we can't know the clearest situation by using Mabosan."

As he spoke, he patted Zhao You's injured leg, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, Zhao You almost jumped up in pain, his teeth gnawed loudly, the lines of his neck tightened, and the veins on it twitched. The roots suddenly appeared.

Dongli Muyun asked again, "How long will it take for the prince's leg to heal?"

Ruan Suxue replied, "It depends on the prince himself. If the prince is still thinking about this and that all day long, it may not be better in two or thirty years. If he thinks less, it will be about three to five years."

Ruan Suxue got up and went to the table to write two prescriptions and handed them to Dongli Muyun, "This prescription is decocted and this prescription is hot compress. I will come for acupuncture every ten days."

Dongli Muyun took the prescription to the housekeeper, and explained what Ruan Suxue said. When she came back, Ruan Suxue had already removed the silver needle and packed up her things, and was about to leave. Dongli Muyun asked the housekeeper to send her off. He himself entered Zhao You's bedroom again.

Zhao You was still sitting on the soft couch with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Ruan Suxue said that Zhao You's leg was injured differently than Ling Qing's hand. If Zhao You wanted to keep this leg, he would have to suffer a lot, and there would be many troubles when he was old.

Dongli Muyun looked at Zhao You, but found that vicissitudes had been carved in the corner of his eyes at some point.I always thought that this person is noble, arrogant, full of scheming, and nothing can trouble this person, but I never thought that in the end, it would not be able to withstand the passage of time.

He couldn't help but ask in his heart: King Anyang, Regent, what else in this world can make you unable to let go, tossing and turning in your heart?

Unknowingly, he reached out to touch the corners of his eyes, but the man opened them. His eyes were still shining brightly, but he couldn't conceal the hidden fatigue underneath.

Zhao You raised his hand and held out his hand