Waiting for the protagonist to cry today [Quick Transmigration]

However, the expected pain did not come, Fang Zhengting protected him, with a long sword on his shoulder, even so he did not fall down, but stood up.

The army he brought back quickly started fighting with the Tiyue people. With the rescue, the morale of the soldiers in the city also increased greatly.

Everyone rushed out in one go, the heavy rain sprinkled in the air, blood and water fused together, the thunder sounded like a war song, Fang Zhengting was behind arrow feathers, he hugged Jian Yunqiao, and asked in a low voice: "Can you stand up?"

Jian Yunqiao let the system suppress her pain, and nodded immediately: "I'm fine."

Fang Zhengting seemed to have smiled for a moment, Jian Yunqiao saw his scarlet eyes were filled with unseen hostility, he took the bow from the scattered horses, not far away was the retreating Tiyue Clan General, he ran very fast surrounded by a group of soldiers.

Fang Zhengting's arrow pierced through the air amidst the heavy rain, and an ordinary arrow pierced through the encirclement and shot into the general's shoulder.

The lieutenant rushed over: "General."

Fang Zhengting threw down the arrow: "Catch him alive, the others will not be left alive."

He didn't seem to feel the arrow wound on his body at all, he stood up straight, his body was full of hostility, and his voice was as cold as winter snow: "I will make them pay the price."

When this chaotic war ended, Jian Yunqiao didn't know, he only remembered the worried face of the general when he passed out, and with all the strength he put into his whole body, he could only squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying. Fang Zhengting don't worry.

When he woke up again, he seemed to have slept for a long time, without end or end, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

"Am I going to die?" Jian Yunqiao asked the system.

The system said: "You just slept for too long." After finishing speaking, he added: "You are suffering from delusional disorder, Qiuqiu, it needs to be cured."

Jian Yunqiao laughed instead, sat up and murmured: "That's good."

Otherwise he has to go again.

"The target's favorability towards you is now 100% Qiuqiu." The system reminded: "Your main task has not moved yet."

Jian Yunqiao hummed, got up and wanted to go out, but confronted Fang Zhengting who was about to come in.

Fang Zhengting frowned: "Put on your shoes."

Sure enough, it was like this again, Jian Yunqiao went back and put on her shoes, and asked, "General, how long have I been asleep?"

"It won't be long, you have a good rest."

Fang Zhengting was also seriously injured that day, but Jian Yunqiao couldn't see that he was in any discomfort.

He suddenly thought of Qi Heng, and asked, "Where's the little prince?"

The room was silent for a moment, Fang Zhengting raised his eyes: "You care about him?"

Jian Yunqiao sat on his lap, playing with his hair: "Just asking."

"There will be no little prince in the future." His answer surprised Jian Yunqiao, and his body became stiff for a moment.

"I want to meet the little prince, can I?" In fact, Jian Yunqiao knew Fang Zhengting was dangerous very early on. This man is definitely not as decent as he looks. On the contrary, he is like a giant walking in the dark night. Python, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The two looked at each other, and finally Fang Zhengting said, "Yes."

He took Jian Yunqiao to meet Qi Heng in the water dungeon, Fang Zhengting stood not far away, and asked Jian Yunqiao to go and see by himself.

Jian Yunqiao walked to the cell, opened the door, and Qi Heng was sitting on the hay. He was not as glamorous as before, but his clothes were still clean, which showed that he hadn't been abused.

Seeing the person coming, Qi Heng raised his eyes: "Do you hate me?"

He made a deal with Brother Huang, and the spies belonged to Brother Huang. Brother Huang's original plan was to have people from the Tiyue Clan kill Jian Yunqiao, and Fang Zhengting and the Tiyue Clan would fight each other. There is no need to be jealous of him anymore.

At that time, he was the one who gave the order to release the arrows, but if he didn't do that, those people secretly arranged by the emperor's brother would also do it...

"You go." Jian Yunqiao squatted in front of Qi Heng, his eyes were as clear as when we first met, and smiled: "But you may not be able to stay in this country, and you must promise not to do anything that is not good for the general in the future ..."

"Do you hate me?" Qi Heng ignored it, he seemed obsessed with asking for an answer.

A pair of eyes fixed on Jian Yunqiao, even a person who was calm when he was arrested and imprisoned seemed to be on trial at this moment.

"Qi Heng." The obedient and soft voice called his name, and there was hope in Qi Heng's eyes, and he heard a sentence: "I'm sorry."

Jian Yunqiao pinched the corner of her clothes with her hands, lowered her head and said, "I can't respond to your wishes, I hope you can let go of these things in the future and live happily."

There was a cold wind howling in the prison in the cold winter, but Qi Heng couldn't feel it. His voice was a little hoarse: "This is the first time you called my name."

With tears sliding down his left eye, he smiled softly: "I never thought it would be in such a situation."

It turned out that I knew it from the beginning to the end, this person is so smart, in order not to embarrass himself, he was pretending to be stupid from the beginning to the end.

Fang Zhengting's footsteps came from outside, he took off the cloak on his body and put it on Jian Yunqiao, it was freezing cold here, and Jian Yunqiao was afraid of the cold.

"It's time to go." He took Jian Yunqiao's hand, and when he was about to turn around, he turned his face to Qi Heng and said: "Since the madam said she wants to let you go, then you go."

After finishing speaking, he took Jian Yunqiao and left without waiting for an answer.

On the way back to the room, Jian Yunqiao asked, "Why did Mr. Xiang agree to my request?"

A light snow fell in the sky and fell on the heads of the two of them, Jian Yunqiao's face was almost transparent, Fang Zhengting raised his hand to pull up a strand of hair from his temples: "Because I don't want you to be afraid of me. "

"I... am not afraid of you." Jian Yunqiao explained

"Little liar." Fang Zhengting raised his eyebrows, his tall body shielded the people around him from the cold wind, and he squeezed Jian Yunqiao's little red nose from the cold: "Dare you say that you are not afraid of being a husband?" ?"

In fact, there are, he is often afraid of this man, he was also afraid of Jiang Yufeng before, but he is not afraid.

This man may be bad, but he has never been harsh on himself. This man may be domineering, but he has never forced himself to do things he does not want to do. This man may have a lot on his back, but he will He rushed over and hugged himself tightly.

Maybe there were many people who liked him. The emperor may like his face, but he used him as a substitute. The prince may have liked him too, but he still made a choice between the country and him.

"I'm very afraid of my husband." Jian Yunqiao blinked, and the two stood in the snowy courtyard. He smiled slowly, like a spring breeze: "But I still want to be with my husband."

Fang Zhengting said: "Madam is so enlightened, she knows that no one dares to want you except me."

Jian Yunqiao blinked: "Why?"

Fang Zhengting picked up the man and went back to the room. From Jian Yunqiao's perspective, he could only see the man's firm chin and upright face. The man said casually but domineeringly: "Trust me as a husband, you won't want to know."

Jian Yunqiao: "..."

The smelly man is too much.

In the 15th year of the Tianli calendar, according to historical records, the emperor suddenly died of a sudden illness in the palace, Prince Yunjin died in battle outside the pass, and the whereabouts of the princess were unknown.

In the 16th year of Tianli calendar, under the continuous attack of the army, the surrounding countries surrendered, and the country ushered in peace.

In the 17th year of the Tianli calendar, the queen had nothing to do, and the harem was empty. All the ministers collectively wrote a letter to invite the emperor to accept the concubine, but the emperor suppressed it by force.

In the 18th year of Tianli calendar, the empress was seriously ill, and the emperor retired for more than half a month. There were rumors in the harem that the empress would not survive the winter. When the emperor heard about it, Thunder was furious and replaced the servants in the entire harem.

Calendar No. 19 Spring.

Jian Yunqiao was sitting under the pear tree basking in the sun, the maid beside him handed him a letter, he opened it, and saw the princess's handwriting vividly on the paper, it turned out that she and Qi Heng had settled down in a small country.

Although she is not rich, she is living a good life. In half a month, she will get married. The other party is an honest and talented scholar. It is said that the book is well written, which is very popular with her.

Jian Yunqiao laughed softly when he saw this, the princess has not changed at all, he continued to read, and saw that the princess wrote about Qi Heng, he said that Qi Heng rescued a boy from the mountain, and the boy was very handsome , the character is very well-behaved, although I was a little bit dumbfounded, but...

But it can often make her brother angry, she feels that his brother is much more energetic than before [get angry]

It is estimated that it will not be long before her brother, an old man, will have a wife, and her worries will be settled.

The letter ended here. Jian Yunqiao narrowed his eyes, as if he could see the lively and promising life of the two brothers. A gust of wind blew over, and he coughed twice, and then his lungs seemed to be irritated. Cough until tears come out.

The maid at the side skillfully handed him the handkerchief, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and get the medicine for the master!"

Jian Yunqiao was used to putting away the veil, and looked at the puddle of blood on it lightly, his face was calm, and he was still in the mood to tease: "Shhh, don't tell Your Majesty."

"Don't tell me what?"

Fang Zhengting's voice came, and the man was standing not far away, wearing a bright and majestic dragon robe. Over the years, his aura has become stronger, the man has become more calm, and the years have been extraordinarily kind to him, except for the more mature His charm did not diminish his handsomeness.

Before Jian Yunqiao could speak, Fang Zhengting saw the maid in a hurry to get the medicine, and knew the situation immediately. Seeing that his expression changed and he wanted to torment the poor imperial physician, Jian Yunqiao hurriedly said: "Don't..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to cough again because of excitement, Fang Zhengting rushed over and put his arms around his waist, he frowned and said helplessly, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have given you this letter."

Jian Yunqiao glanced at him with a smile: "It's not because of my letter that I fell ill, but His Majesty blamed it randomly."

He should have been poisoned for a long time, but the system told him that because of the great merit of saving Li Ming people from suffering, he could accompany Fang Zhengting to his old age, but the consequence of forcibly changing his life would be to suffer from illness.

In recent years, Fang Zhengting has been almost moody, but it is easy to show a frightened look in front of him, probably because last year he tried to leave an heir for Fang Zhengting because he heard the ministers and queens saying nothing. As a result, the medicine I drank collided with my body and I bled profusely.

He was in a coma for half a month, and when he woke up, he saw Fang Zhengting, who was neither human nor ghost, sitting by the bed. In just half a month, the person on the bed was not thin, but Fang Zhengting seemed to have lost half of his life. Life.

"Are you willing to wake up?"

"If you don't wake up again, I will go to the underworld to find you."

That person's words are still vivid in his memory, Jian Yunqiao knew that he was not joking at that time, he really wanted to die, and let him go.

The spring breeze blew, and the pear blossoms fell. The maid looked at the couple cuddling together, as if they had formed a barrier by themselves, nothing could enter, and retreated wisely.

"Your Majesty, brother and sister Qi Heng are getting married, so send a gift in our name." Sitting in the man's arms, Jian Yunqiao suggested.

"Allow you."

"Your Majesty," he said again

"Huh?" Fang Zhengting looked down at him, and saw someone looking at him seriously, then put his arms around his neck, and leaned over to kiss his lips affectionately.

"We're going to be together forever."

He hugged Jian Yunqiao's waist tightly, letting someone bury him in his arms, his lips slightly raised: "I allow you."

In the 60th year of the astronomical calendar, the empress and the emperor died, the funeral bell rang throughout Shengjing, and the whole country mourned.

According to the palace man who was the first to enter the inner palace that day, the two walked very peacefully, holding hands and looking peaceful.

Decades of love, after the emperor and queen were buried together in the imperial tomb, their stories were also spread to the people. The story said that they would be together in the next life.