Chu Jiaoli looked at his lonely back, and the light spots in her eyes dimmed.
Su Luoran frowned and said, "Cousin Huang, are you angry? Did I make him unhappy?"
Chu Jiaoli smiled lightly and shook her head, saying: "It's none of your business."
Half an hour later, the closed door was pushed open.
Chu Jiaoli came in with a bowl of bird's nest porridge, looked at Beigong Tengxiao who was reading a book in front of the desk, and put the bird's nest porridge on the table.
Beigong Tengxiao didn't seem to be in the mood to read. He threw it on the table casually and said in a tired voice: "If you don't want to drink, take it away."
Chu Jiaoli lowered her head and said, "I made it with my own hands. Doesn't the emperor want to reward you?"
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao's eyes moved slightly, and without saying a word, he picked up the bird's nest porridge and tasted it, admiring: "It's delicious."
Chu Jiaoli sat next to him, picked up the book he threw on the table, flipped through it, and said, "If you don't approve the memorial and don't go to the morning court, will you have nothing to do?"
Beigong Tengxiao's movements paused, and his eyes darkened again. He was silent for a long time, and then he said: "Li'er, this is how I was born."
Chu Jiaoli chuckled lightly and said: "The emperor is very ambitious, and he is no longer the dashing young man who loved riding horses and archery like in the past."
Beigong Tengxiao was silent for a moment. How could he be free and unrestrained in the current situation? He raised his hand and touched her face, saying: "Li'er, you live here, I feel at ease, there will be someone to protect you and keep you safe for the rest of your life." Chu Jiaoli raised her hand to hold his, looked at him calmly, and said, "I am only willing to let you protect me."
"Did Wen Ruyu tell you how long I can live?"
After he finished speaking, Chu Jiaoli looked at him in astonishment.
Beigong Tengxiao gave a wry smile. His body was recovering surprisingly well. He had checked his pulse and it was no different from a healthy person. After taking Wangyue Powder, he had never been in such a good state again. This was actually what he was most worried about.
A little bit.
How could Mo Wuyou have such a compassionate heart and give him the antidote? According to people from the Yousheng Sect, Mo Wuyou was still in seclusion during this period. When he fainted, Mo Wuyou probably never showed up.
Yes, the only person who can save him is Wen Ruyu.
I'm afraid it's just a flashback, I'm afraid he will completely leave her without any mental preparation.
Seeing her reaction, I'm afraid she didn't know it either.
Beigong Tengxiao bent down and kissed her lips, his voice hoarse, with a sad sigh: "Li'er, you know? You are everything to me, everything else is not important. Losing you is the saddest thing for me.
things."
Chu Jiaoli leaned into his warm embrace, closed her eyes, and enjoyed a moment of peace: "Then, I will come to the underworld to find you."
Beigong Tengxiao frowned and reprimanded in a coercive voice: "How dare you?!"
Chu Jiaoli chuckled fearlessly and said, "Do you think I dare?"
Bei Gong Tengxiao's hand around her shoulders slowly tightened, and he felt like his breathing was throbbing: "Li'er, don't be angry with me anymore, let me go with peace of mind, okay?"
Chu Jiaoli remained silent, without speaking, a crystal tear fell from the corner of her eye.
Beiming, Yueliang Peak.
Mo Wei stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the prosperity of the imperial capital in the distance. The lights of thousands of houses were like stars falling into the mortal world, bright and shocking.
Wen Ruyu slowly walked to her side, looked at the scenery of the imperial capital with her, and said, "What is troubling you, young master?"
Mo Wei breathed out softly and said: "I'm always worried that something unexpected will happen this time. Beigong Tengxiao's sudden disappearance is a bad sign." Beigong Tengxiao and Chu Jiaoli escaped and brought her something.
With an extremely bad premonition, I would wake up in the middle of the night, and in my mind would be the scene of Beigong Tengxiao returning to the imperial capital, waiting for an opportunity, and sealing her throat with a sword.
Wen Ruyu chuckled lightly and said: "Don't forget, the leader's goal is not Beigong Tengxiao, why are you worried about him?"
Mo Wei frowned slightly and said, "I asked you to kill him, but he has the strength to escape? What are you doing?"
Wen Ruyu touched her shoulder and said: "If you want to make him die, you must first make him crazy. Even if he has the strength to escape, he will not be happy for a few days. I will make him go suddenly and painfully. Weiwei, yours
I dare not disobey the order, so don’t doubt me."
Mo Wei exhaled softly, and the uneasiness in her heart finally calmed down.
She shook off his hand, turned and left, walked a few steps, then turned to look at him who was standing still, looking at her back, and said: "We don't have a few days to rest, so let's practice swordplay together."<
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Hearing her invitation, Wen Ruyu smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, young master."
Five days later.
In the early morning, Beigong Tengxiao was sleeping quietly on the bed.
Chu Jiaoli beside her looked at his face, her fingertips lightly traced his delicate features, revealing a trace of reluctance. She bowed her head and kissed his forehead, and sighed softly: "Your Majesty, sleep peacefully.
Right."
An hour later, between the bamboo groves in the distance, a carriage marking the royal totem of the Western Emperor arrived.
Seeing the woman in front of him, the guard driving the carriage pulled the reins and stopped the carriage. He reported to the person in the curtain: "Your Highness, this is Queen Beiming."
As he finished speaking, Nisigong Jinghong frowned and opened the curtain. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The woman in front of him did not have gorgeous clothes, she was wearing a simple blue dress, and her face was elegant and plain.
To Chu Jiaoli, who remained silent, he spoke first: "I... will go to Beiming."
"I know." Chu Jiaoli's voice was calm.
Nisigong Jinghong's expression was not as cheerful as before. He concentrated and said solemnly: "Cousin, I have something urgent. I will explain it to you when I get back, okay?"
Chu Jiaoli didn't answer him, but walked slowly to his carriage and said, "I'll give you a ride."
When the guards learned her identity, they did not dare to stop her too much. They just looked at Xi Gong Jinghong helplessly.
Xi Gong Jinghong struggled for a while, but before she could speak, she heard her say: "I will follow you, or Luo Ran will follow you. It's your choice."
Hearing Su Luoran, Xi Gong Jinghong's head started to heat up, and he immediately said: "Get in the car and get in the car!"
After Chu Jiaoli sat down, the carriage set off again.
Xi Gong Jinghong, whose mind was gradually clearing up, shook his head suddenly and said: "No, no, I can't harm you, you have to go back! I promised Jiao Xing that I must take good care of you! Why are you following me? Where is my cousin?" Chu Jiaoli breathed out softly, grabbed the fabric on her knees, and said: "Give him some medicine and he will sleep for two days. When he wakes up, we will be almost at Beiming." Nishimiya Jinghong looked panicked and stared at her: "If you follow me out, my cousin will think that the two of us have eloped! By the way, you don't really fall in love with me, do you? You have to calm down and hold yourself.
You are already married to a woman, I don’t like people!”
Chu Jiaoli chuckled helplessly and said: "No wonder the emperor bothers you."