Tibetan thoughts

Blocked it, "Do you think it's too cheap for me to just lose a leg?"

Dongli Muyun raised the corners of his lips slightly, "It's good that the prince knows himself." Not surprisingly, he saw Zhao You suddenly looking at him, and there was something burning in his eyes.

"Then why did you save me then?"

"It's the same as Mrs. Qi healing your leg, but for my own conscience."

Zhao You was stunned for a moment, then turned his head away, "Fart conscience!"

"Indeed, such a thing as conscience is indeed dismissed by a noble person like the prince, and he doesn't need it."

If it were in the past, Dongli Muyun would not have said such things. Even if Zhao You used harsh words to tease him, he would only occasionally retort one or two sentences, and most of the time it was to give Ling Qing a reprieve. "Jidi" swallowed the medicine for the attack, and as time passed, he didn't even bother to talk to him.

It's not that he didn't hate Zhao You in his heart, he forced him to bear that kind of humiliating thing, and the thought of killing him didn't happen overnight, but at that time, he didn't know why, but he couldn't let himself look at Zhao You Die in front of yourself.

Maybe that's what makes him cheap. How can Ling Qing's suffering, his own suffering, be allowed to be wiped away so easily?

He should be allowed to live as he is now, suffering from physical pain all the time, tortured day and night, ten years, twenty years...

Zhao You didn't care whether Dongli Muyun was lost in thought, and said to himself, "I guess in your eyes, I pushed Ling Qing away because of a purpose."

Dongli Muyun came back to his senses, "What did you say?"

"No..." Zhao You said coldly, "Send me to the study."

Dongli Muyun took a deep breath, asked the servants to push the wheelchair, carried Zhao You up, and pushed him to the study.

There were notebooks from all over the place piled up on the table in the study, after Dongli Muyun pushed him behind the desk, Zhao You picked up the notebooks and read them one by one.

This surprised Dongli Muyun a little bit, thinking that Zhao You just went through all the troubles just now, and didn't take a break, so he came here to read the excerpts. Although the Liao people retreated, there were reports of insect disasters, famines, and floods from other prefectures one after another. There is no shortage of piles there.

"If you don't feel well, you can read the excerpt tomorrow."

Zhao You was holding a cinnabar pen to write a reply on the notebook, and he didn't lift his head when he heard Dongli Muyun's words, "I don't want to accuse you of being greedy for pleasure and neglecting political affairs, besides, my imperial brother was An Yi back then. In the peaceful and prosperous age, extravagance and extravagance were extremely lustful, and people were not good at life, so that the government was in trouble, people's minds were chaotic, and they almost lost the world. If the end result is the same, it will be a waste of all my work.”

Dongli Muyun felt that Zhao You was really a very strange person. He clearly had a strong attachment to the imperial power, and he did not hesitate to secretly cultivate his own influence and confidantes, eradicate ministers who had objections in the court, and take power into his pocket, but he But he didn't make it to the last step, ascended to the throne and became the person in charge of the world, but chose to retreat behind the scenes as an emperor with real power but no real name.

How many people coveted the power and honor brought by that seat, why did he give it away?

If it is said that he doesn't care about the throne, it is completely unreasonable to say that revising the memorial is only to share the government affairs for the young and inexperienced emperor.Although the ministers of the DPRK and China could not be seen on the surface, after the last palace change, almost all of them have been replaced by his people now.

Why did he do this?

"Zhao You, since you care about state affairs and imperial power, why don't you take that seat yourself? Instead, you want your nephew to be a puppet emperor?" Dongli Muyun asked.

This time, Zhao You finally stopped the cinnabar pen in his hand, closed the book that had been written, put it aside and looked up, "Because there are many rules that you have to accept when you become an emperor."

"for example?"

"For example, Sangong Sixth Court, such as the issue of children."

"Why do you think this is necessary?"

After Dongli Muyun asked, he saw Zhao You looking at him. The light coming in from outside became extremely weak because the sun had almost completely sunk. Under such soft light, the former arrogant and reckless People, but the expression on the face is a bit sad and lonely.

"Didn't you ever think... that this king will do this all because of you?"

Dongli and Muyun were stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "My lord, you think highly of Dongli, how can I influence your decision?"

Zhao You seemed to have been restraining his emotions before, but after hearing what Dongli Muyun said, he couldn't control it anymore, and his face changed suddenly.

"Dongli Muyun!" He shouted a little excitedly, "Why don't you understand? Why did the king do this? If the king sat in that seat, the concubine and prince of the Sangong Sixth Court, would you still be willing to fight with me?" Is the king together?! This king gave up the throne that is already at hand for you!"

Dongli Muyun's eyes froze, "Zhao You, don't you just want to use some things to restrain me and make me obey you. It used to be Ling Qing, but now it's the imperial court. You are the regent king. What is the point of doing this when you are above ten thousand people?"

After asking, Zhao You just looked at him but didn't answer, the two looked at each other silently.

After a while, Dongli Muyun's expression calmed down a bit, "Ling Qing is fine now, and I don't want to care about the court anymore, please don't blame me for everything, Dongli Muyun is sincerely afraid that I can't accept it." !” After saying that, he shook his sleeves and was about to leave.

"Dongli Muyun?! Dongli Muyun!"

Zhao You yelled his name angrily behind him, Dongli Muyun refused to listen and went straight to the door of the study, but after Zhao You yelled again, there was a loud crash.

Dongli Muyun stopped walking towards the door, and was about to turn around, but held back, "Don't play any more tricks, my lord, this trick is useless to me now!"

That night, the servants said that Zhao You lost his temper in his room again. The housekeeper came twice and said that the prince fell down in the study in the afternoon and touched the injured leg. Now he has a fever but refuses to take medicine. The good talker asked Lord Hou to go over to appease their prince, but was rejected by Dongli Muyun.

In the middle of the night, there was still a lot of movement from Zhao You's room. The footsteps of the servants hurrying back and forth on the corridor, as well as the silhouettes passing by the sparse window, disturbed Dongli Muyun. fall asleep.

Dongli Muyun draped her clothes and sat on the edge of the couch for a while, frowning, then got up, opened the door and walked out.

Zhao You's room was brightly lit, and the butler was walking around the door, seeing Dongli Muyun approaching and about to make a noise, but Dongli Muyun raised his hand to stop him, Dongli Muyun saw the medicine in the hand of a servant beside him, and took it Come and go into his room.

After Zhao You lost his temper in the afternoon, the room had just been tidied up, and now it was in a mess again. His boots stepped on the porcelain shards, and Zhao You's hoarse voice immediately came from inside, "Get out! This king told you to get out of here." Get away! I don’t want to see you guys!”

Walking around the screen, I saw Zhao You sitting in a wheelchair, with a loose bun on his head, strands of hair hanging on his face, and a pair of red eyes peeking out from between his hair, staring at the person coming, as if If you take a step closer, he will pounce on you and bite someone.

On the right foot of the silk trousers, there are obvious bloodstains. It seems that the housekeeper did not talk nonsense. The response in the study in the afternoon should be caused by him falling from the wheelchair. Ruan Suxue reminded that the broken bone just connected Be especially careful, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted and it will be difficult to recover.

"Zhao You, drink the medicine and go to sleep quickly."

Zhao You just stared at him, without moving.

To be honest, Dongli Muyun has never seen Zhao You like this before. The Zhao You he knows has always been calm, strategizing, not influenced by anything, with a unique arrogance and domineering power, unlike now, It's like a bereaved dog on the verge of madness.

But what has he lost?

It's just a leg, and it's just a waste of a leg to make such a toss, but what Ling Qing lost... was his own flesh and blood!

Dongli Muyun leaned over, and handed the calming medicine in his hand to him. This time, Zhao You didn't reach out and smash it, but turned his gaze away, and turned the wheel beside the chair by himself. Turn your back to him.

"Do you know why this king is angry?" Without waiting for Dongli Muyun to speak, Zhao You went on to say, "This king is just angry with himself. Even if this king can control the world, he will not get the person he wants. Now I can't even stand up, and I can't keep people by my side... Good and evil have their consequences, and now I finally know what retribution is..."

Dongli Muyun's hands holding the medicine bowl trembled.

Obviously he just lost a leg, and we won't know until after treatment if he is really useless, but Zhao You looks like he has lost the meaning of living.

"Dongli, let's go, I won't pester you anymore..."

The wood "creaked", Zhao You turned the wheelchair to the side of the bed, moved his body to the bed with great difficulty, and lay with his back facing outside.

The room fell silent, the candles on the candlesticks were almost burnt out, and the bright red candle tears hung down from the copper candlesticks, the flames were flickering and dancing, as if they were going to be extinguished at any moment.

In the past, the man who had imperial power, set traps, turned clouds and rained, and had no one in his eyes, is now depressed as if his wings have been broken and the entire sky has been lost.

Dongli Muyun knew that what he was waiting for was his words, he finally let go, he would no longer pester himself, and there would no longer be any conspiracy to frame him and threaten him to use him for him, and let himself bear those humiliations.

But obviously, the self-pitying Zhao You in front of him is no longer the Anyang King who was extremely conceited, kept secret, and used all means to achieve his goals.

In such a quiet environment, all kinds of things in the past flashed through Dongli Muyun's mind, from the words he said to himself on the mountain road to Wuhuan Mountain, to the promises and confessions made in Emperor Yan's mausoleum. .

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

"I like it! This king likes you! I can't wait to lock you by my side. Why don't you understand?!"

He really didn't understand why the relationship full of coercion, confinement, and humiliation became like in his mouth?

Dongli Muyun took the medicine bowl and walked to the side of the couch, "Drink the medicine before going to sleep."

Seeing that Zhao You remained motionless and did not respond, he added, "If you want to make a fuss, find a place where no one is around and do it slowly, no one will care about you if you make trouble, and it will only hurt the servants of the entire palace here. Be on high alert, if you have something, they will surely lose their lives."

Zhao You still didn't move, Dongli Muyun pursed his lips, lowered his waist and was about to irrigate his acupoints, but just as he stretched out his hand, Zhao You suddenly turned sideways and grabbed his wrist.

The two faced each other silently. Under Zhao You's bloodshot and red eyes, various emotions surged, flashing fiercely just like before, and then feeling a little hopelessly depressed, clutching at the east. Li Muyun's hand on the wrist was very hard, trembling slightly.

"Dongli, at that time in the tunnel, you saved me... really out of conscience? Could it be that there is no other reason?"

Dongli Muyun was taken aback by the question, because of the humiliation he had inflicted on her over the years, she should have killed him at that time...but she didn't.

Because of this person, he pushed himself into eternal doom, but taught himself how to escape from the abyss of sin... Perhaps from the moment he knelt before his couch and made an agreement with him that year, he was doomed to be unable to do anything. Get rid of him again.

Dongli Muyun struggled, but Zhao You's wrist was grasped very tightly, and he still couldn't break free, so Dongli Muyun concentrated his inner strength on his wrist coldly, shaking Zhao You away.

Zhao You's back bumped against the bed rail, and he frowned in pain. After recovering, his face showed a resigned expression.

"In your opinion, it's just the loss of a leg, but to this king, I lost the opportunity to catch up with him, stand side by side with him, and keep him by my side... Even if I feel uneasy, this king will not lose my chance." I have never regretted the despicable means I used, at least this way I can bind him by my side, but now, I don’t even have the chance to use the means..."

Dongli Muyun seemed to understand why Zhao You became like this... He was afraid, he was struggling in despair, deeply suffering for what he was about to lose, but he could only watch helplessly.

But how can I allow myself to be bound by him for the rest of my life?

only……

Dongli Muyun grabbed his hand and put the bowl of medicine in his hand, "My lord, you won't forget what you said yourself, right? If your lord dies... on the way I fall into Asura hell, Who will accompany me?"

After Dongli Muyun finished speaking, he got up and left, Zhao You kept watching him until his figure disappeared behind the screen, then turned his gaze back to the bowl of medicine in his hand.

"If the lord dies...who will accompany me on my way to the Asura Hell?"

Zhao You's hands trembled violently, the soup in the bowl was almost splashed out of the bowl, Zhao You suddenly put the bowl to his mouth and drank it in big gulps, pouring it too fast, not only the soup and medicine flowed from both sides of his mouth When I got down, I was still choked and coughed, but it seemed that what I was holding in my hand was a panacea that could prolong life, and I poured it into my mouth desperately. If I want to finish drinking, I must drink it all!

Dongli Muyun took two steps in the corridor, and heard the sound of coughing from Zhao You's room, and the sound of servants walking in anxiously, and then the butler ran past him in small steps with a happy face.

"Quick, quick, the prince said that he wants to eat, so hurry up and tell the dining room to get some soft food and hot soup."

"Yes!"

Dongli Muyun stopped and looked back at Zhao You's room.

The faint light shines from the sparse grid, sprinkled on the bluestone steps in front of the house, as cold and lonely as the moonlight, a few moths hovering in front of the window lattice, even that insignificant light is a great temptation to them.

Then he noticed that there was a cobweb above the window lattice, the threads were connected and the threads were intricate, the brilliance flowed on the silver threads, and there was an entangled moth struggling hard, but it became more and more tightly entangled...

The wind and the moon are hard to get through, and the love is entwined with threads, entangled in the heart delicately, intractable and inseparable.

——The end of the episode "Twisting Silk"

Unknown

The Hierarch of Yan University always likes to dig his own grave.

Today, the leader of Yan University was looking for Wei Yu on something, so he asked his subordinates, but they all said they didn't see it.The Hierarch of Yan University thought that it was probably at Ling Jun's place, but because the matter was more urgent, the Hierarch of Yan University decided to find Wei Yu even if he had to face Ling Jun's eyes again.

As soon as I arrived outside Ling Zhai, I heard the sound of frolicking inside, Ling Jun's clear laughter like a gurgling mountain spring, accompanied by the crisp sound of bells and the creaking of wooden supports, drifting wantonly in the wind.

The Hierarch of Yan University poked his head in, and was taken aback by the evocative pictures inside.

The swing in the Lingzhai Courtyard was swinging high, and Ling Jun sat on Wei Yu in disheveled clothes, facing him, with two long white legs wrapped around Wei Yu's waist... the clothes and The messy hair is like long strands fluttering in the wind.

The laughter at the beginning was replaced by high and low moans, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were like silk...

The leader of Yan University couldn't guess what these two people were doing.

He only felt that something was stuck in his throat and scratched his throat, and his chest was throbbing.

The leader of Yan University was very restrained and obediently retreated, but he felt uncomfortable all the way back, and the erotic image lingered in his mind.

Hey, why isn't Ling Qing so open about her relationship?Every time he teases him a little bit, his face turns red immediately, his eyes are full of water, which makes him always feel guilty that he is bullying a good housewife...uh...man, so he dare not tease him any more, and he can continue as he wants, If only it could be a little more fun...

So the leader of Yan University replaced the two people on the swing with himself and Ling Qing, and his mouth was drooling as he imagined that kind of beauty.

"father?"

Master Yan Da came back to his senses, saw his son standing in front of him, and immediately put on the appearance of a strict father, "Oh, Xiaofeng, did you just come back from Gu Master?"

Having survived the days of being tossed around by the two little devils at first, now Feng Zhu is 11 years old and Hong Yu is 12 years old. The two children have grown up, and the difference in personality has become more and more obvious.

It is undeniable that Hongyu likes beauty because he followed Yanda's leader. Feng Zhu is relatively more stable, but after hearing Ling Qing say that he was actually naughty when he was young, I don't know who Feng Zhu resembles?Could it be Ling Qing now?

Besides practicing swords, Feng Zhu also has a great interest in Gu. When he was very young, he followed the Gu master to play with the bottles and jars for raising Gu. The two felt that since he was interested, they didn't object. Ruan Suxue also said, Not all medicines can save people, and not all Gu can poison people.

The leader of Yan University was thinking about who Feng Zhu's character is like, when he suddenly thought of something, he squatted down, "Xiaofeng, I ask you, is there a kind of Gu that can make people show his unknown side?"

Feng Zhu tilted her head, "What is Daddy going to do to Daddy?"

The leader of Yan University quickly denied it, "How could it be? Dad is going to use it for other purposes... Is there any?"

Feng Zhu thought for a while, then took out a small bamboo tube from the skirt of his clothes and handed it to his father. The master of Yan University took the small bamboo tube, a little suspicious, "Is this really useful? Have you tried it?"

Feng Zhu nodded, "I secretly used it on Yuan Bugui."

"And then?" The Hierarch of Yan University looked forward to it.

"Then Yuan Bugui chanted poems to the moon all night." Feng Zhu replied seriously.

The Hierarch of Yan University heard this, his eyes lit up, and he smiled "hehehe" in his heart.

That's it!

"Xiaofeng, let me borrow this from my dad, and I'll return it to you later." After speaking, she turned around and ran away with the small bamboo tube.

In the evening, the Master of Yan University made careful preparations in the Wind and Rain Building. Naturally, good wine and other things were indispensable, and the aphrodisiac incense was also put on early. There was no swing set, but the Master of Yan University prepared With the long silk and satin, just relying on the skills of Ling Qing and myself, what do you need a swing for?There are beams and it will be done!

Then the leader of Yan University began to imagine the incomparably glamorous fish-and-water sex that would follow, when the door was pushed open.

Ling Qing, who was over [-] years old, had been tempered by the years to become more mature and stable, with a gentle and elegant atmosphere in every gesture.

He walked in, closed the door carefully, sniffed his nose twice, and after smelling something burning in the room, his face blushed immediately, "Didn't you say that there is something important in the Japanese church?"

The leader of Yan University thought that Ling Qing was not only cute, but also very delicious, and even asked the question so tactfully, so he posted it and held his hand, "I'm in a good mood tonight, stay with me."

As he spoke, he brought him to the table to let him sit down, poured him a glass of wine, and when he handed it over, the other hand of the Hierarch of Yanda, which was hidden behind him, removed the cloth ball on the mouth of the small bamboo tube, palmed The wind swept away, and when Ling Qing took the wine glass, a small black speck flew into the sleeve of his raised hand.

The leader of Yan University was having a drink with Ling Qing while waiting for the Gu to kick in, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see Ling Qing acting differently from usual, even the amount of alcohol he had drunk hadn't changed, and he became fainted after three drinks .

"Ling Qing?"

The Master of Yan University approached Ling Qing, who was propping his forehead with one hand and had closed his eyes, thinking to himself, no way, Xiaofeng clearly said that it would be effective...

"Are you drunk?"

The hand that was stretched out to shake him awake hadn't touched him, Ling Qing suddenly opened his eyes, the two looked straight at each other, and Yan Dazhu's heart skipped a beat.

Why is there murderous intent?

"Ling Qing?"

Ling Qing withdrew the hand supporting his head, sat upright, without any hint of drunkenness on his face, and stared at the leader of Yan University with clear eyes.

The Hierarch of Yan University was stared at, and his heart was frightened, why... it's different.

"Tell me, what kind of trick are you going to play tonight?" The voice was cold, piercing straight like an ice pick.

The leader of Yan University shrank his neck, then smiled, "No, Ling Qing, you are overthinking."

"Oh? Really?" Ling Qing raised her long and slender eyebrows, then stood up, looked around, and her eyes fell on the long silk placed aside, she turned her palms and fingers, and sucked the lump with internal force. into the hand, holding it.

The leader of Yan University's heart was thumping, but the next moment, Ling Qing showed a bit of anger on his delicate face, looked at the silk in his hand, and glanced at Yan Yunlie with murderous eyes.

"So you haven't given up on Dian Yao..."

Why?The leader of Yan University was taken aback for a moment, blinked his eyes, and didn't react for a while, "What did you say?"

"Isn't this the silk used by Dian Yao?" Ling Qing shook the things in his hands.

The leader of Yan University looked at that, and then he realized that the only thing he could find was the red silk left over from the festive occasions, so he took them all. Who would have thought that it was so similar to the red silk that Dian Yao used as a weapon.

"Ling Qing, you misunderstood, I really don't mean that."

"what does that mean?"

"I...I..." The Hierarch of Yan University faltered and dared not answer.

Ling Qing slowly moved the ball of silk to his lips, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Against the fiery red silk, his elegant and jade-like face unexpectedly showed a bit of beauty.

The leader of Yan University gasped, thinking, could it be that Ling Qing really has another side that no one knows about?

But before he regained consciousness, Ling Qing threw the silk and satin in his hand, and all the ends of the red silk were wrapped around Yan Yunlie's body. With a scream of "ah", he was hoisted up.

Ling Qing played with the red silk in his hand, and the smile on his face became even bigger, "Do you like playing like this? Well..." His face changed, "I will play with you enough today!"

"don't want--!"

The noisy sound in the Jingfengdriyu building lasted all night.

Snapped!It sounded like a whip on flesh.

"Why do you have such an expression? My uncle is not as attractive as Dian Yao?"

"no no!"

Snapped!There was another loud sound of the whip whipping on the flesh.

"Then why didn't you respond here?"

"There is a response! Immediately!"

Ling Fengzhu was sitting on the trunk of a towering tree outside Jingfengxiyu Building, her two hanging legs were dangling.

Yan Hongyu stole a chicken leg from the kitchen and passed by here. When he saw the person sitting on the tree, he put the chicken leg in his mouth, spread his arms, kicked his feet, and climbed up the tree with light work, standing on the shorter one. On the trunk of a tree, he supported the one where Ling Fengzhu was sitting with his arms, looked in the direction he was looking, and took off the chicken leg in his mouth.

"Xiaofeng, what are you looking at?"

The Jingfengdriyu building was noisy all night, but now it has calmed down. Ling Fengzhu didn't answer him in a hurry, but just took out a bamboo tube and waved it there. After a while, a small black dot flew out from between the panes and flew into the bamboo tube.

Ling Fengzhu stuffed the bamboo tube, then turned to Yan Hongyu, shook the bamboo tube, "Would you like to see the side of Little Bell Beauty that no one knows?"

Yan Hongyu gnawed on the chicken leg and looked up at the sky, the unknown side of Little Beauty Bell?

Then what emerged in my mind was the horrifying scene of the little beauty Bell's father, Ling Jun throwing a temper tantrum...

Yan Hongyu shook his head, and climbed down from the tree with a chicken leg in his mouth. If he wanted to know the unknown side of Little Bell Bell, he could just look at Bell Bell, why bother.

Regarding Yan Hongyu's disdain for this Gu, Ling Fengzhu let out a "tsk", and after hearing the sound of opening the door from Jingfengxiyu Building, Ling Fengzhu disappeared from the tree in a flash.

The leader of Yan University came out of the building with two dark circles under his eyes, his face was tired, and there were still a few faint welts, and he felt that he was still alive because he really had to thank Ling Qing for his mercy.

What unknown nature...

so horrible!

"Where's Feng Zhu?" Slightly angrily, he wanted to find Feng Zhu, why didn't he clearly explain what kind of nature this would lead to when he gave himself a Gu.

The subordinate tried his best to suppress a smile and replied, "Go back to the leader, the young master said that he went to the capital to visit Master Qi's family, and he just went down the mountain."

The leader of Yan University let out a sigh of relief, and escaped quite quickly.

Turning around, he saw Ling Qing standing at the door of Jingfengxiyu Building, the expression on his face was calm, it seemed that he had returned to normal, but why did he still look at him with murderous eyes?

"Ling Qing, were you exhausted last night?" Obviously she was the one who suffered! "You have a good rest, I will deal with some things."

The leader of Yan University was about to leave when he heard a stern voice behind him.

"Bring me back."

The leader of Yan University trembled in his heart, and turned around obediently, thinking that he would really die this time.

——The end of the episode "Unknown"