The whole world thinks I'm a nephew

Shen Zhuo followed that person all the way, from calm and self-restraint on the first twenty steps, to staggering one step on the last few steps, he had to rest for a long time; Lin Jingyun was already sweating profusely when he reached the No.90 step dripping.

However, the fatigue and pain that he suffered only after the beginning of winter had faintly recurred.

Seeing the person behind him stop, Shen Zhuo turned around and said with concern, "Brother, do you want to rest for a while?"

This mountain is actually very high, and now when I look down again, I can only see a dark figure at the foot of the mountain, and I can't see anything else clearly.

Lin Jingyun put one hand on his knees, first panted roughly, then slowly shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

In fact, when he said this, his breath was weak, his body was on the verge of falling, and he was about to fall to the ground if he took another step; Shen Zhuo's heart softened in vain, and he gave him a weak hand and said, "Brother, you might as well rest for a while."

Lin Jingyun took a breath again, took his hand away from his, and said with a slight smile: "I kneel down to pray for your majesty's mother, so of course you must not lose your etiquette."

He raised his eyes, glanced at the remaining ten steps in front of him, and couldn't help but knelt down again and bowed down.

In fact, he is now in a terrible state of distress, with all the broken hair scattered around his ears, and even the jade hairpins used to bind them are crooked, and they are about to fall off; the snow-white robe on his body was trampled by the mud on the road, Because of kowtowing step by step, the side branches on the mountain slanted out, and several places on his clothes were scratched by these sharp branches, and now he can no longer recognize his previous appearance.

Shen Zhuo stood on the step behind him, taking advantage of his face, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see what it meant.

In fact, Lin Jingyun also knew that even if Shen Zhuo was willing to beg for him now, he probably didn't really think so in his heart.

——The death of his concubine and Ari will always be a thorn between them.

Lin Jingyun bent down deeply, and slowly closed his eyes. His voice was still a little hoarse all the way, his forehead was oozing with dark red blood due to prostration, and he meandered all the way up the steps.

However, he still remained calm, straightened his back and said in a clear voice: "May my mother protect Lingqiu no matter where the world is or how close she is, and may the Buddha save him."

As Lin Jingyun said, he lowered his head deeply, and his forehead touched the bluestone slab. When he raised his head again, a small patch of blood was left on the slate.

He braced his knees and wanted to get up, but after kneeling for a long time, his eyes became dark and he couldn't see anything, and there was a buzzing in his ears. There was a crisp sound, and his face immediately turned [-], the pain was so great that he bent down.

Shen Zhuo stopped on the steps and turned to look at him, but said nothing.

Although the pain came suddenly, but he was too familiar with this old disease on his body, so he just stopped at the same place and waited for the pain to pass.

However, Lin Jingyun never thought that this pain was fierce, and after waiting for a short while, it didn't seem to subside at all, but it became more and more painful.

Now there was no blood on his face, his whole body was as pale and thin as white paper, bean-sized beads of sweat slid from his forehead, and finally fell on the bluestone board after many twists and turns.

Shen Zhuo finally noticed something was wrong with him, walked to his side and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Lin Jingyun bit her lip and endured another wave of pain, raised her face and smiled softly, and said, "No problem. Back then, the traveler threw himself into the samadhi fire for the sake of Buddha, and now I want your mother The concubine sought fate for you, so naturally she will suffer this."

What he said was calm, even if Shen Zhuo's heart softened, he couldn't help but forgive him once.

After Lin Jingyun finished speaking, he brushed away Shen Zhuoyu's hand that came to support him, gritted his silver teeth, and took another step forward with pain; his steps became more and more vain, and even his body trembled violently, his clothes were covered in cold sweat. Wet, only a little blood from his lips bitten by him, and there is still a little bit of human color.

Kneeling, kowtowing, after a short movement, Lin Jingyun didn't even feel any pain in his body, he just floated like floating in the clouds, and even his steps became much lighter.

Shen Zhuo didn't speak any more, just followed Lin Jingyun all the way, looking at something in his eyes.

——Looking at the man's embarrassed appearance, or looking through him, looking at the brother he once cared about?

None of this matters anymore.

Until the last bluestone slab, Lin Jingyun bowed his head and knelt down, finally he couldn't see anything.

The feeling came back again, and the dull pain rushed to the limbs and bones, as if it wanted to eat him alive.

In fact, he was reluctant to climb the 99 steps, let alone the 99 steps, one step at a time!

He finally couldn't hold it anymore, a mouthful of blood in his throat involuntarily dripped from the corner of his lips, and landed on his clothes, but this scarlet and dazzling red only made his clothes more flimsy, and the clothes under the clothes His body was full of scars.

Before he fell into a coma, his normally clear black eyes now only had a sparkle of light left. Even though he was used to seeing Lin Jingyun's blurred expression between the beds, Shen Zhuo couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat by this gaze. soft.

Feelings surged from the tip of his heart, Shen Zhuo picked up Lin Jingyun, who had passed out, and turned to go down the mountain, taking a step at a time, and when he reached the mountainside, he slowly turned his head, and saw the mausoleum of the emperor's mausoleum on the top of the mountain. It has the meaning of inviolable dignity.

He came here to atone for his concubine mother; it was also Lin Jingyun who came here to atone for her.

Now that all the sins have been redeemed, if the mother and concubine knew it, she should be able to close her eyes.

Shen Zhuo didn't stop walking, he just carried Lin Jingyun step by step and walked towards the foot of the mountain, watching the expressions of the officials waiting here at the foot of the mountain gradually shocked by his and his appearance.

——This time, Shen Zhuo never looked back.

Lin Jingyun's old illness relapsed again.

The illness came like a mountain, and this time he was in a coma for more than ten days because of the illness. .

At that time Lin Zheshui stayed in front of his bed for three consecutive days and three nights, his eyes were sunken, and his sick appearance was no better than Lin Jingyun's.

As soon as he saw his second brother wake up, the corners of his excited lips trembled for a moment, and he couldn't speak, and two lines of tears rolled down his face.

However, although Lin Jingyun woke up, he was still very tired. He just comforted Lin Zheshui a few words, asked how Lin Jingqiu was doing, and fell into a coma again.

It was an hour later that Shen Zhuo knew that Lin Jingyun had finally woken up.

On that day, the emperor took the empress dowager out of the palace into the prime minister's mansion to visit the prime minister, and at the same time gave him many precious medicinal materials.

On the second day, Shen Zhuo issued an edict to thank Xiang Ye for praying for the Empress Dowager Xiao Yimao, and also for his great victories in the northern Xinjiang war and his meritorious service in helping orphans. He rewarded Xiang Ye as the regent with a different surname.

The ruling and opposition parties were shocked.

——This is also the only regent with a different surname since the founding of the Eastern Qi Dynasty.