Sword·Qinxin

Chapter 12 of Northern Liao Dynasty

The morning sun was slightly dew, and the faint golden light slanted through the window, and the little shadows cast on the room seemed to be covered with a hazy veil.

Yunying lay quietly on the bed, her breath was steady, and her sleeping face was peaceful, like a fairy in a fairyland that has not yet bloomed, peaceful as a dream.

The door was gently pushed open, stunned the girl who stepped inside.

Zhan Zhao was sitting beside the couch, holding Yunying's hand, staring at her face with both eyes, when he heard the door opening, he turned his head to look at the person who came, and smiled slightly.

Yin Ling's face darkened, and she said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Zhan Zhao didn't answer the question, but smiled and said, "Will she wake up today?"

Yinling choked with sobs and said, "Each time the medicine is used up, my sister will fall into a coma for three or four days, and she won't wake up today."

Zhan Zhao looked at Yun Ying worriedly: "It's been so long since I fell asleep..."

"The medicine is too strong, it will hurt my sister's body." Yinling's heart felt sour, and her voice couldn't help but feel more sentimental.

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "Yinling, thank you for taking such good care of her."

Yin Ling stared blankly at Zhan Zhao, she should have hated him originally, if it wasn't for him, her sister wouldn't have suffered this pain at all, but... But looking at his clear and clear eyes, and his warm smile like a spring breeze , There was a slight warmth in my heart.

She knew that her sister would not say anything, but she actually missed him in her heart. Seeing how well her sister treated Feifei on weekdays, she knew how much her sister missed him.

Although she doesn't know why her sister chose this name, her sister is always very happy when she sees Feifei. She often hugs Feifei and talks, even when she is not talking, she looks at him with a smile on her face, just like seeing him.

Yin Ling pursed her lips, and said softly: "Master Zhan, I won't hate you or blame you, but I can't forgive you for being cruel to my sister back then."

Zhan Zhao stared at Yun Ying with a smile all the time, and said, "I want to have a good conversation with her."

Yinling didn't speak again, turned around and stepped out of the room, closed the door gently, leaving the two of them alone.

Zhan Zhao sat beside the couch, never let go of Yunying's hand, the other hand gently caressed the blue hair beside her pillow, and his fingers gently stroked her eyebrows, eyes, and lips...

Countless images flashed through his mind.

The startling figure of seeing her for the first time, the surprise of seeing her again...

He drinks tea, she plays the piano.

He raised his eyes inadvertently, and the light in his eyes flowed around one place.

He smiled slightly, and she smiled sweetly.

He nodded, and she lowered her eyebrows.

The gentle warmth when the eyes meet inadvertently.

She served him pastries made by herself, and he ate all of them.

He was slightly injured and she insisted on medicine for him.

……

Before he knew it, the person in front of him had already become the lingering concern in his heart.

His eyes moved to his waist and abdomen, and even through the quilt, he still seemed to be able to see the sword wound.

"...Is... still hurting here?..."

If she hadn't stabbed that sword, she would not have suffered this pain and buried her life in his hands.

If that sword had not been pierced, what would be the end of him and her now?

However, it was him who hurt her the most.

"...Why don't you tell me, let me keep misunderstanding you?..."

"...You don't even want to give an explanation, and you plan to keep it from me forever?..."

"...You don't want to recognize me...but you blame me? Hate me?..."

... From night to day, from night to day, between you and me, it is like a zither, and the friendship will last forever...

Jue Jue's words, every word is like a sword glow, cut off her love, hurt her heart, am I the one who let you down?

"...I don't care about those things, I shouldn't blame you, can you hear me?..."

"... Seeing your poisonous hair, I will also feel heartbroken. I wish I was the one who became poisonous..."

"...If you disappear from my life without a sound, you know how sad I will be... how much I blame myself..."

Looking back at dusk, Fanghua is gone, empty sad thoughts.

When the redness disappears and the fragrance is broken, the flower falls and the person dies.

"...I don't allow it, I don't agree, I don't agree, you just leave me like this, can you hear me?"

"...Yunying, in the days to come, I will always be with you, and I will never leave you again..."

Zhan Zhao bent down, and his lips touched her lips very lightly, like a dragonfly touching water, and left immediately.

For the next two days, Zhan Zhao still stayed by Yunying's side, and Yinling advised him to rest, but he always shook his head and smiled, "I won't be with her much longer, I just want to see her more." .”

On the fourth day, Yinling brought the freshly boiled thin porridge to the house every hour, telling Zhan Zhao that her sister might wake up at any time at this time, so she had to prepare food in advance.

At the end of time, Yun Ying seemed to move slightly.

Zhan Zhao was already sleeping lightly on the couch, but at this moment, he felt a slight movement in his hand and woke up immediately.

Yunying's long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if saying "water" in an inaudible manner.

Zhan Zhao was overjoyed when he saw it, and said, "You're awake, I'll pour water for you."

Yunying breathed feebly, only felt that the thirst in her throat was about to burst, suddenly there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing, with a hint of warm coolness, brushing the tips of her ears and temples.

She reluctantly opened her eyes, but there was still a vague figure in her eyes, which seemed to be floating in the clouds, seemed to be near and far away.

Whose eyes are staring deeply, and whose breath is as warm as a warm spring breeze.

The figure in front of him swayed slightly, stepped to the table, poured a glass of water, turned back to the couch, and said softly to himself, "I'll help you up."

Her hand was gently held by him, and this warm grip penetrated into the bottom of my heart.

Yunying woke up slowly from her lethargy, as if she was in a dream, this figure was so familiar, this voice was warm and clear, like a warm current flowing into her heart.

Is she dying?It felt like he was by his side.

Zhan Zhao lifted Yunying up and let her lean on his shoulder, breathing lightly and lingering with a faint fragrance.

Yunying drank a glass of water quickly, but still felt thirsty, Zhan Zhao smiled knowingly, helped her half lean on the bed, stepped to the table, and this time came back with the teapot.

After Yunying drank most of the pot, her consciousness gradually became clear, and she stared blankly at the spring-like man sitting in front of her.

Zhan Zhao smiled back at Yunying's astonished expression, stepped to the table, picked up the thin porridge, took a sip, and said, "You have been in a coma for a long time, and you must be starving too. Prepared in advance, come, you eat some first."

After Zhan Zhao finished speaking, he sat down in front of Yunying, scooped up a small spoon, and handed it to her lips.

Yunying stared at him for a long time, but still did not speak.

Zhan Zhao said with a slight smile, "If you have something to say, it's not too late to talk about it after eating."

Yunying thought for a moment, then reached out to hold the bowl in Zhan Zhao's hand, Zhan Zhao said softly: "You have been sleepy for many days and still have trouble moving, I'll feed you."

Yunying lowered her eyes to look at her own weak hands, and stopped insisting, but she ate silently without looking at him again.

After eating less than half of it, he refused to eat any more. Zhan Zhao frowned slightly as he looked at the porridge in the bowl, and advised, "Why do you eat so little? You're skinny, eat more."

Yunying turned her face to the side and said softly, "I can't eat it."

Zhan Zhao seemed to sigh softly, got up and walked to the table, when he heard a cold voice: "What are you doing here?"

Zhan Zhao didn't answer, went back to the couch, sat down slowly, stretched out his hand to hold Yunying's cold hand, and said softly, "I want to spend more time with you and see you more."

Yunying moved slightly, trying to pull out the hand held by him, but Zhan Zhao held it even tighter.

Zhan Zhao stared at her and asked calmly, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Seeing that Yunying didn't answer, Zhan Zhao moved a little closer, and gently hugged her in his arms, enveloping her with warm breath, and said softly, "Why did you hide it from me? I blamed you and misunderstood you. ..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yunying pushed Zhan Zhao violently, her eyes fell on his face, and she smiled sadly: "So that's it... Mr. Zhan is showing his favor so much, but he wants to get some news from me so that he can go back to Bao Bao Are you on business?"

Zhan Zhao frowned when he heard the words, and asked in puzzlement, "I'm showing love to you? I'm asking Mr. Bao on business? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Yunying looked at Zhan Zhao and said coldly, "Zhan Zhao, do you dare to say that you came to look for me not because of Bao Zheng? Didn't you take me back to ask for execution? Didn't you want to claim credit from the court?"

Zhan Zhao was stunned for a while, and looked at Yunying with a wry smile: "So, is Zhan this kind of person in your heart?"

Yunying lowered her eyes, turned her face sideways, and no one made a sound for a long time.

"Yunying, I stabbed you back then, and you hate me, so I don't blame you."

"But do you know, it's because...it's because, I thought I met someone who I could spend my whole life with, someone I could take care of my whole life, but I didn't expect that you...would have a relationship with the Hejian Mansion. The spies of the Liao people have something to do with those things in the palace...I...I can't believe that the woman I fell in love with is actually lying by my side..."

"...You took care of everything back then, and you didn't even want to give an explanation. You intentionally provoked me and left with an injury. But I also know now that I blamed you for everything. I misunderstood you and hurt you..."

The voice of apology echoed in the house, but there was no response.

"You don't want to recognize me and alienate me, but you blame me? Hate me?"

Seeing that Yunying turned her head coldly and said nothing, Zhan Zhao seemed to sigh softly, "Okay, if you can look at me and say you hate me, I will immediately disappear in front of you."

A year ago, since she survived by chance, she has decided to bear the pain alone, and after her death, she will be buried in the ground. She never thought that she would have a chance to see him again.I thought that after a year, she could face it calmly and treat her as a stranger.But from a quick glance at the welcome banquet, she knew that she had overestimated her heart.

She pretended to be ignorant, cold and alienated, suppressing the nostalgia and reluctance in her heart, only to give peace after leaving.If he blamed her for hating her, he wouldn't know the truth of that night, but in the end all his success would fall short.She knew that her life was not long, if he could leave here, he would not see her passing away...

Now, just a word from her...

Biting her lower lip, Yunying summoned up the courage to raise her head suddenly, but when she met his gaze, her heart throbbed suddenly. In just a moment, her heart broke down, she shed tears, she shook her head and said, "I... I never hated you, never blamed you..."

"I was the one who kept it from you...those things, those people, I..."

Zhan Zhao embraced her, brought her into his arms, and said softly, "Don't talk about it, it's all over."

"I don't recognize you... I want you to leave here as soon as possible... I don't want you to know this, and I don't want you to see me die..."

Yunying stared at Zhan Zhao, two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks, the pear blossoms were covered with rain, I felt sorry for him.

Zhan Zhao felt sore in her heart, lingering in her ear, and whispered: "You said this, but did you think that if I knew the truth in the future... I wouldn't be sad?"

"I'm only going to feel more guilty, more self-blaming...I'll be living in regret for the rest of my life."

Yunying wept, shaking her head and said: "If you don't come, you won't know... And I'm always the one who lied to you... And you will eventually meet a better woman to accompany you... "

"Are you saying this to stab my heart?" Zhan Zhao reached out to wipe away her tears, and said softly, "You know, in fact, you have never left my side."

Yunying looked at him suspiciously, he reached into his bosom and took something and put it in her hand, the touch in his slender palm was warm and cool, looking against the light and shadow, it was jade-colored and radiant.

Yunying said with tears in her eyes, "I couldn't find it everywhere, I thought I lost it, but it's... it's here with you?"

Zhan Zhao nodded with a smile: "It's always by my side."

In the morning light, the jade qin glows with wisps of subtle dazzling luster, sparkling and sparkling.

... Girl, please stop, this jade piano belongs to a girl? ...

It turns out that somewhere in the world, there has been a love for a long time, and they are holding each other inadvertently, and no one can forget the other.

Zhan Zhao looked at her quietly with lowered eyebrows, stretched out his hand to stroke her fragrant shoulders and beautiful hair, and said, "Yunying, in the days to come, I will always be with you and never leave you again. Can you promise?"

The gentle voice is like a breeze blowing, and the words are deep and affectionate.

Yun Ying looked up at him, with endless tenderness and pity in her eyes, when their eyes met, the gentle lake waves in his eyes gently moistened into the bottom of her heart, and spread away warmly.

He looked at her for a moment, waiting for her answer.

Yunying lowered her head and leaned into his arms, listening to each other's heartbeats, there were inexplicable emotions in her heart... She stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around his waist, tightening them bit by bit.With a smile in his eyes, he lowered his head to her ear, and gradually tightened his arms...

A room is quiet, a room is warm, and silence is better than sound.

With a creak, the door was gently pushed open, and the two separated as quickly as an electric shock.

Yunying turned away, not letting anyone see the faint blush on her face.

Zhan Zhao looked at the person coming, and smiled lightly: "Brother Qin, Miss Qianying."

Qin Mu glanced at Zhan Zhao indifferently, then his eyes fell on Yunying, and said softly, "I reckon you should wake up too, let Qianying take a look for you." He walked to the table and sat down, looking at the table. He frowned slightly: "Why do you eat so little?"

Hua Qianying took her pulse and said: "Which time does she take too much every time she falls asleep? What's more, the medicine is strong, and it hurt her body. It's normal not to eat too much."

Yunying smiled slightly and said, "That's enough, I'm not hungry."

Hua Qianying muttered, "I think Feifei eats more than you."

Speaking of taking off, Yunying realized that even Yinling was not in the house, so she asked, "Where did Yinling go?"

Qin Mu interjected: "She hugged Feifei and went to buy some pear cherry cakes that you love. When she comes back, you should remember to eat the cakes. I think you can eat more cakes."

While speaking, Hua Qianying withdrew her hand, stood up slowly, and said, "The cold poison is temporarily suppressed, it's nothing serious. It's fine as usual."

Yunying looked calm, and said quietly: "Qianying, how long can I live?"

"Ah? This..." Hua Qianying didn't know whether she should say it or not, and turned to look at Qin Mu with a questioning look in her eyes.If she said the wrong thing again, Qin Mu would have the intention of killing her.

Yunying smiled softly, her expression was leisurely, she seemed more relaxed than anyone else, and she said things as if they had nothing to do with her: "Over the past year, I have long looked down on life and death... Now... I just want to know how many days I have left .”

Yun Ying's eyes turned, and she was facing Shang Zhan Zhao's clear eyes. The two held hands, and their hearts were connected with each other while smiling.

"Rest well, don't think about it." Qin Mu persuaded, got up and walked out of the house, "Qianying, follow me out for a walk."

"Okay." Hua Qianying answered with a pretty smile, and followed Qin Mu to leave.

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