After the death of the villain

Xie Xiangying had a dream. Ever since he came to Beiqi, he didn't have a good impression of the dream.

This time, in his dream, he saw the Tangling King City and the "trophy" on the couch that was crushed under the invaders.

The brocade clothes were stained with dark old blood, and the unbearable voice went straight to people's minds.

The person on the couch was bound by the rope, and could only let the attacker plunder the last dignity.

Xie Xiangying's eyes fell on the man, his bloody face was so familiar.

It's Ling Lang.

Xie Xiangying's heart trembled violently when he saw Ling Lang's empty and desperate eyes.

"Ling Lang—"

The sharp claws cut through his chest, Ling Lang woke up and found the person in his arms trembling.

"Master..."

Ling Lang hugged him and called softly.

Xie Xiangying woke up suddenly, he raised his eyes to meet Ling Lang's sleepy eyes.

"Ling Lang."

Xie Xiangying saw the person in front of him clearly, and stretched out his hand to hug Ling Lang even tighter.

Ling Lang was confused by Xie Xiangying's sudden hug, this person must be having a nightmare.

"It's okay, I'm awake."

Ling Lang patted Xie Xiangying's back lightly, just like Xie Xiangying patted his back when he was young.

Xie Xiangying's heart was beating very fast, and he relaxed a lot when the temperature of skin to skin came.

Ling Lang was fine, he was still in front of his eyes.

"You said that dreams are the opposite of reality."

Ling Lang smoothed the hair on the back of Xie Xiangying's head, and comforted him.

Xie Xiangying gave an "um", Ling Lang's words made him inexplicably at ease.This person who has grown taller than him at some point has been able to bring people such peace of mind.

"Ling Lang..."

"Huh?" Why does this person always call his name today.

"In matters of bed, is it an insult to be in the inferior position?" Xie Xiangying asked.

Li Yun and Chai Yi seem to like to use this kind of thing to show their authority and strength.

Ling Lang's deep eyes softened a little, and he said in a deep voice, "If you are in love with someone you love, it doesn't count."

"If it wasn't for the one you love, the Wulai Kingdom was defeated, and the prince Jiang Xianyu would be forced to commit himself to others. If it were you, what would you do?"

"I'd rather be broken jade."

When Ling Lang's voice came, Xie Xiangying's eyes froze for a moment.Ning Weiyu Sui, he and Ling Lang are both such people, and they will both make the same choice.

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Ling Lang asked him.

Xie Xiangying didn't answer, just huddled in his arms, like a motionless puppet.

Ling Lang felt that Xie Xiangying was a little strange today, as if he was more fragile than usual.This person who is not even afraid of death, what happened today, and I don't know what kind of dream he had, can make this person still have lingering fears.

Thinking of this, Ling Lang's eyes darkened, and the hand that fell on Xie Xiangying's waist used some strength.

A strange feeling came, and Xie Xiangying just woke up completely.

"what are you doing."

Xie Xiangying sat up suddenly, only to realize that most of the thin shirt on his body had fallen on his waist.The legs are empty, and there is nothing else.

He actually just slept in this person's arms all night yesterday.

"You are still tearing my clothes."

Xie Xiangying said it confidently, if he hadn't witnessed everything last night, Ling Lang would have suspected that he really took off Xie Xiangying's clothes.

The snow-white chest under the thin shirt fell into his eyes, Ling Lang looked at the disheveled man in front of him, and asked him, "Don't you remember?"

"What do I remember, I slept well."

Xie Xiangying tightened the skirt of his chest, frowned and stood up.

Ling Lang didn't explain anything, it's good that this person is awake, even scolding him and beating him is better than the frightened look just now.

The sun outside the courtyard is very good, and I don't feel cold when I wake up in the morning.

Xie Xiangying washed his face and went to collect some eggs from the chicken coop.

Lin Shuang likes to save eggs, and when she reaches a certain number, she takes them to Changping Street to exchange for some copper coins.

Xie Xiangying thought that Xie Ying was still growing, so he boiled the eggs collected today into egg custard.

He likes to study food, and he thought up many dishes when he was in Huihuilou.

When Ling Lang entered the firewood room, he saw Xie Xiangying tinkering with something, so he took out a small bottle from his arms and handed it to him.

"What?" Xie Xiangying asked.

"Open it and see."

Xie Xiangying opened the small porcelain bottle and found a scent.

"food?"

The brown powder was poured into the spoon, Xie Xiangying licked it, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Spice! Where did you get it?"

"The shopkeeper of the butcher's shop used it to marinate meat. I smelled good, so I bought some."

He knew that Xie Xiangying liked these flavorful spices, and in the past he preferred to eat food with more ingredients in the palace.

At present, even charcoal can't be afforded in the local area, and I think it's been a long time since I came here.

"Have a heart."

Xie Xiangying sprinkled some on the steamed eggs and took the bowl out.

It was the first time Xie Ying ate something like this, and it was very novel for a while.Seeing that she liked it, Xie Xiangying scrambled the remaining eggs with oil and spices for them to have a full meal.

Lin Shuang had saved eggs for half a month, and there were not many eggs left in an instant.

"Son, we can't waste like this. It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal." Lin Shuang said while tidying up the dishes.

Xie Xiangying glanced at Ling Lang who was sitting on the side, and Ling Lang knowingly put away the bowls and chopsticks in Lin Shuang's hand and sent them to the firewood room.

Seeing Ling Lang being so diligent, Lin Shuang asked Xie Xiangying, "He bought those things."

She remembered that she didn't give Xie Xiangying much money, it was impossible to buy that much rice and noodles.There are also dim sum, that dim sum does not seem to be cheap.

Xie Xiangying nodded and said, "If he is willing to buy it, you can let him buy it."

"Who is willing to spread money for no reason, it must be for you." Lin Shuang thought that Ling Lang was a good person, but he was still a little worried. He looked at Xie Xiangying and asked, "Tell the truth to mother, do you have him in your heart?" .”

How can I say this? If he doesn't have this person in his heart, he won't even believe it himself.But so what, not necessarily together.

"Let's go with fate, let's live our own life."

"Fate..."

Lin Shuang read these two words, and her heart was relieved a lot. It's good, there is nothing in this world. It turns out that Xie Xiangfeng liked Ling Qinghe, drinking and getting drunk all day long, he really doesn't look like a living person .

In the next few days, several unfamiliar people lived under the same roof like a family.

When Ling Lang was in the temple and dressed in court clothes, he had an indescribable aura of majesty, which was intimidating.Now in the small courtyard of the farmhouse, he still looks like a taciturn and diligent young man.Xie Xiangying couldn't figure out which one was the real Ling Lang, maybe it was both, or maybe it was neither.

This person has been wearing a mask since he was a child, and now he doesn't know if it is because he has changed to another mask, which makes him feel extra fresh and reluctant to leave.

Xie Xiangying took advantage of Ling Lang's spare time of tidying up the yard in the past few days, and drew the prototype of the banknote pattern.

When the things were placed in Ling Lang's hands, the originally calm person frowned slightly.

"It's not easy to engrave such a cumbersome painting like yours."

Sometimes Ling Lang couldn't understand why Xie Xiangying had such exquisite and meticulous painting skills, but the handwriting he wrote was unsightly.

"There is one person who can do it." Xie Xiangying reminded him.

"You mean..."

"Gu Feiran."

"He..." Ling Lang's eyes sank and he didn't speak.

Xie Xiang greeted him and said, "He is a jade cutter. Jade can be carved, but wood is even better."

Ling Lang also knew that this person possessed unique skills, but it was hard to find him now.

"Change someone." Ling Lang said.

"Why."

This person has the closest contact with the eldest princess's mansion, he has received his kindness and possesses unique skills, isn't he the best candidate.

Ling Lang glanced at him and said, "I exiled him to a place that is even more bitter than the bitter cold."

"You, how did you..."

"I've found out, if it wasn't for him talking nonsense in front of you, the Emperor Master wouldn't be in a hurry."

There was a coldness in Ling Lang's eyes when he spoke, he was already very restrained, if he was not afraid that Xie Xiangying would get angry after knowing this, he should have hacked this person to relieve his anger.

If it wasn't for him, if it wasn't for this person who speculates without knowing anything, Xie Xiangying would definitely have waited for him to come back.He would not be separated from Xie Xiangying for three years.

"He meant well."

Xie Xiangying raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Lang, it was useless to blame anyone now.

Gu Feiran's words were just the last straw that crushed him.His distrust of Ling Lang, and Ling Lang's love fight in order to capture Jing Sheng, are not catalysts.

The Taifu and the emperor's teacher were separated, so why didn't they fall into the trick.

"Blame me."

It was he who pushed this man away with his own hands.

Ling Lang put away the drawings that Xie Xiangying had given him, and said, "I will edit the books to compete, no, that place is called Wulai Country right now."

"it is good……"

Xie Xiangying knew that Ling Lang would agree, he would use people like tools, even if he didn't like people, as long as they were useful, he would use them.

Seeing that Xie Xiangying's expression was somewhat relaxed, Ling Lang felt relieved.

This person had nightmares for several days in a row, and every time he woke up, he felt as if he had lost three souls and seven souls, and he didn't know if it was related to multiple deaths.

Ling Lang wanted Xie Xiangying to go back to Shengjing to recuperate, but the moment he mentioned going back, he was very conflicted and it was always difficult to handle.

At night, the homing pigeons head north from the small courtyard overnight.

The people on the couch in the room still frowned in their sleep.

Ling Lang looked at it for a while, got up and covered Xie Xiangying with the quilt, and went out to pick up Qi Fengchi who was sleeping soundly.

"what are you doing."

Qi Fengchi woke up from the dream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Lang standing in front of the couch.

"How is Xie Xiangying's pulse? He can live for a few more days with this body."

"It's fine, how to say these unlucky words."

"I want to hear the truth."

"truth……"

Qi Fengchi was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Ling Lang again, this man is from a prominent family, if you tell him, maybe Xie Xiangying can save him.

"The owner of this body died of a heart attack. It's not a good body. Even if he comes back to life, the damaged heart can't recover by itself. He can't stand the wind, cold, or heat, and he can't get angry. If you want to thank Xiangying, you can be like ordinary people. If he is alive, he may have to replace him with a healthy body, which is too risky, and he is probably not willing to do so. If not, he will have to take care of it carefully, maybe a few decades."

"Decades?"

"Yes, your life is only a few decades, how can you..."

You can cherish it.

Qi Fengchi wanted to persuade Ling Lang, but he didn't think it would be of much use.The love in this world is only a few years, and this person is so nervous about Xie Xiangying right now, in a few years, there will be few men with three wives and four concubines who love the new and dislike the old.

"I see."

Ling Lang said, and his heart sank.

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