After Qinghe calmed down a bit, Bo Liuzhi pushed her away slightly.
Looking at her slightly red and swollen eyes, he said slowly, "Qinghe, my mother has something to tell you..."
"What?" Qinghe sniffed and asked.
Bo Liuzhi frowned, glanced at Si Tianjin who was standing aside, and squeezed Qinghe's hand tightly, "Follow me..."
Qinghe was stunned for a moment, looking at her solemn and solemn face, his heart dropped slightly.
He pursed his lips and nodded.
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In front of Qingyun Palace, Qinghe looked blankly at Bo Liuzhi who suddenly stopped.
Bo Liuzhi sighed and turned his eyes aside, "Go in."
"..." Qinghe was full of suspicion and looked back at the people following her. Their faces were all solemn.
My heartbeat skipped a beat.
A bad premonition suddenly came into his mind. Qinghe suddenly tightened his skirt and ran into Qingyun Palace.
The familiar palace door slowly opened under her palm.
The layers of gauze leading to the collapsed room rustled and danced, and the faint scent of herbs was wrapped in the wind and blew into every cell of her body.
Eyes are inexplicably dry.
Qinghe walked in step by step, lifting up the gauze with her fingertips, trembling slightly, layer by layer, it actually made her fingertips ache.
Standing in front of the last layer of tulle, her fingertips were already stiff.
Because through the gauze, she saw the face of the person lying quietly on the couch. Even though it was blurry, it was so familiar.
Memories swept through her mind like a whirlwind, and she seemed to have returned to ten years ago.
Every day that man stayed in Qingyun Palace.
g, his face looks pale.
It was as if he would leave her at any time.
The gasping breath pressed in the chest was messy, broken and rapid, as if it had been hit by a big wave.
Qinghe opened his lips slightly and extended his fingers, reluctant to lift the last layer of gauze.
A drowning smile.
Qinghe's heart was hit hard. This blow almost made her want to die from the pain.
"If you don't come in, Brother Jue, I will arrest you..." It took him a long time to finish one sentence.
Qinghe bit his lip, crystal tears swirling in his eyes.
There was a rustling sound in her ears, and she saw him struggling to hold himself up, but fell down unexpectedly. She could even see the sweat beads and winding veins on his forehead.
Qinghe's heart ached, his tightly pursed lips trembled and twitched, and tears forced their way back into his eyes.
Watching with cold eyes, he tried to get up, but then fell down in embarrassment.
She knew that he had a bad temper, was irritable and impatient.
But this time, he was not angry or discouraged at all, and repeated this action over and over again.
G-pillar, sat up.
Along the g edge, his face turned red, and the redness in his eyes almost overflowed.
But he smiled at her, so comfortable and cheerful.
He stood up slowly, his long and powerful body wrapped in white pajamas. He walked slowly, even without wearing his boots, and walked towards her.
When he takes a step, he has to stop for a moment, which is so laborious.
Watching him getting closer and closer, he opened the gauze curtain, his handsome pale face was dripping with sweat, and his beautiful black pupils were as bright as stars, lightly imprinting on her face.
Qinghe's tears couldn't stop falling anymore.
Si Jue's eyes flashed with distress, but anxiety flashed across his cheeks. His footsteps hurriedly fell towards her, but he didn't expect that his whole body fell straight up.
His knees hit the ground hard, and he lay awkwardly at Qinghe's feet.
Qinghe cried out and hurriedly knelt down and hugged his body to help him up.
He was heavy and bulky, and he had exhausted all his strength because he had just gotten up and walked in front of him.
Qinghe supported him extra hard.
But she tried her best and couldn't help him up.
She burst into tears, clutching his collar tightly and resting her head on his chest. Her voice was broken and heartbreaking.
Si Jue's heart ached, and his pale face became even more pale.
The tendons on both sides of his temples twitched and bulged fiercely, and red threads appeared in his deep-set pupils. He lowered his eyes and stared at the little woman crying bitterly on his chest.
Junyi's cheeks were tense, but the corners of his mouth were slightly open. He stretched out his hand, gently hugged her body, and kissed her hair.
His eyes were red, "Fool, why are you crying? Shouldn't you be happy to see Brother Jue here?"
Qinghe shook his head, she was not a fool.
Before returning to the palace today, she thought she was about to have a "tough battle" to fight.
Even if it's not tragic, it's still not going to be too smooth.
But, it went so smoothly.
Zhang Quling did not question him. Her father, the emperor, and her mother even indulged her. From the solemn expressions on everyone's faces when they sent her into the Qingyun Palace, she vaguely guessed that something might have happened before she came back.
Something that could relieve her of her predicament and save her from blame.
The moment she saw him lying silently on the couch, she knew that the reason why she was forgiven and tolerated by everyone so smoothly was because someone took all the blame on her behalf and shouldered all the burdens for her. responsibility.
Si Jue frowned, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead in large drops.
He took a deep breath, hugged her and sat on the ground.
After taking several more breaths, he held her hair and said softly, "Little kitten, no one can stop us from being together."
Qinghe's tears fell even harder and he was so choked that he couldn't speak.
Biting her lips, she slowly raised her head from his chest and looked at his pale cheeks with tears in her eyes.
Those gleaming red lips had lost their color and turned pale.
Qing He's throat was filled with sadness, and her fingertips touched his lips with trembling fingers. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision.
Si Jue gently grabbed her hand and kissed her gently, "You no longer have to blame yourself. Brother Jue is here for everything."
"..." A low moan escaped from Qinghe's lips, which trembled violently, "Tell, tell me, Fa, what happened...Tell me, tell me?"
She frowned sadly, held his face with trembling palms, and asked in a low voice.
She felt his pulse, which was weak and almost just letting out a breath.
If there is no external injury, then it is internal injury.
Internal injuries, where are they?
Qinghe was in a panic, and his heart ached so much that it felt like it was being torn apart piece by piece.
A mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat, Si Jue tightened his lips, sweat dropped from his forehead like rain, and his eyes blinked as if tolerantly.
He grabbed Qinghe's hand tightly, pulled her into his arms, and rested his chin on her shoulder.
Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
His cheeks twitched uncomfortably, but he smiled, "Little kitten, Brother Jue really wants to tell you, but now, let Brother Jue sleep for a while..."
Qinghe's heart tightened and his body shook violently.
Her lips stood still, and bitter tears poured into her lips, blocking her throat.
She felt that the hands holding her were slowly letting go.
His cheeks and heart were trembling, and Qinghe cried out in a low voice, intermittently, holding back but unable to hold back.
Her hands were too weak to hold him, so he slipped from her body and fell in front of her.
The blood on his lips was like a small river, flowing from her shoulders to the skirt of her chest, dyeing her red dress deeper.
There is a fragile string in my mind that is very tight.
Just use a little more force and it will explode.
She trembled her hands and slowly stretched them to his nose...
Her body suddenly stiffened, and she kept this movement for a long time, and finally cried out...
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One month later.
The imperial city was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and red silk was used to celebrate the occasion. The most lively ones were the Qinghe Hall and the Qingyun Hall.
"It turns out that the bride is so beautiful!" Qing Sheng looked at Qing He, who was wearing red makeup, and said with envy, her eyes shining like stars.
Qinghe laughed and raised her nose.
Behind her, her mother-in-law looked at her lovingly, her black hair was pulled into a beautiful bun in her hands, and she pinned a phoenix golden hairpin to Qinghe's hair.
His eyes were a little wet.
When Qinghe saw it in the bronze mirror, his heart felt sour and he felt a sense of reluctance.
Turning around, he held her hand and said, "Queen Mother..."
Bo Liuzhi sniffed, patted her hand gently, took Qingsheng's hand and put it on hers, "When I think that you two girls will leave my mother one after another, my mother feels sad.
This pair of phoenix golden hairpins was given to your mother-in-law by your royal grandmother, one for you and one for Qingsheng.
The Queen Mother has no other wish, she only hopes that you will be happy. Also, please return to the palace often to see the Queen Mother."
"..." Qinghe's eyes were wet, and he was feeling sad, but Qingsheng, the girl, muttered, "Queen mother, please stop pretending. Even if the emperor returns to the palace in the future, I'm afraid she won't be able to see you. You I wish we couldn't get married so that you and your father could go out for sightseeing."
"..." The corners of Qinghe and Bo Liuzhi's mouths twitched slightly.
Nanyan, Bo Liuzhiqing pinched the little girl's face, "You girl, you have such a bad mouth!"
"That's right. I went to Fengjin Palace to find you yesterday and heard what you and your father were planning. When the emperor's sister gets married, you will leave again."
Qing Sheng was full of resentment, her little mouth was pouted, and she looked at Bo Liuzhi dissatisfied, but her eyes were red and she was about to shed tears, "If you leave, I will leave too. I have promised Nan Ting , go to Xiliang Kingdom with him and never come back again!"
"..." Qing He and Bo Liu were stunned, then looked at each other, smiled, and said in unison, "Great!"
"..." Qingsheng was about to cry, tears hanging in the corners of her eyes, "Are you my queen mother and imperial sister?"
Bo Liuzhi sighed lightly, wiped her eyes, and said softly, "Then did you hear your father said that he would take you to stay with the emperor's brother-in-law for a while..."
He pinched her nose lovingly and said, "I also want to bring a little girl like you with me!"
"..." Qingsheng was stunned, the joy in her heart was bubbling, but she forced herself to calm down, "Is everything you said true?"
Bo Liuzhi smiled, glanced at Qing He who was also looking forward to it, and nodded lightly.
"Ah... it's great, great, mother, the best!" Qing Sheng abandoned her reserve and excitedly threw herself into Bo Liuzhi's arms.
Bo Liuzhi caught her and felt satisfied.
This girl is still young after all!
Qingsheng hugged Bo Liuzhi for a while, then suddenly became quiet again, blinking and looking at Bo Liuzhi.
Bo Liuzhi was stunned, "What's wrong?"
Qingsheng pouted and said, "Mother, in fact, what I just told you was serious."
"..." Bo Liuzhi was startled again.
Qinghe took Qingsheng's hand, looked into her eyes and asked, "Sheng'er, have you decided to go to Xiliang Kingdom with Nan Ting?"
Bo Liu's heart ached.
He pursed his lips and looked at Qingsheng.
Qingsheng lowered his head and nodded weakly, "I have promised Nan Ting to go to Xiliang Kingdom to stay with him for a while."
When she said this, she was probably afraid that Bo Liuzhi would be sad, so he looked up at her and said, "But don't worry, mother, I'm just going to play for a while, I'll be back!"
"..." Bo Liuzhi still felt reluctant to give up.
This girl has been close to Nan Ting since she was a child. When she came back with that man this time, she found that they were sleeping on the same bed.
Nan Ting is Ji Lianye's child, and his temperament has been inherited from Ji Lianye to some extent. He is irritable, irritable, and somewhat cruel and bloody.
But when facing Qingsheng, he always tries to be gentle, never gets angry, and accommodates her.
Moreover, Ji Lianye sent another letter before, once again proposing that the two families get married.
She just thought it was ridiculous. After all, how could she be sure about what would happen when she grew up?
But after experiencing what happened between Qinghe and Si Jue this time, she began to believe in fate more and more.
Of her two precious daughters, one is getting married and the other is going to travel far away.
It was too sudden.
She couldn't stand it.
It was as if someone took a knife to cut out the flesh in her heart.
A big hand gently clasped her shoulder, and her back was covered in warmth.
Bo Liuzhi's eyes were slightly moist and he turned around to look.
Then I saw someone looking at me with deep-eyed and distressed eyes.
Feeling warm in his heart, Bo Liuzhi took a breath and quietly held his hand, "Why are you here?"
Tuoba Yu rubbed her eyes and said, "Today is a good day for our daughter to get married, so we can't cry!"
"..." Bo Liuzhi pursed his lips, "I didn't cry!"
drown.
Qinghe and Qingsheng were sad to see their mother, and they felt bad in their hearts.
Tuoba Yu spotted two girls from the corner of his eyes, and finally landed on Qing He, who was wearing a wedding robe. His thin lips curled up slightly, "So beautiful!"
Ruo Jing.
This was the first time that his father had praised a woman other than his mother.
His face turned red, and Qinghe felt sweet in his heart. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Father, for the compliment!"
Tuoba Yu raised his eyebrows, "Father is talking about clothes!"
"..." Qinghe was embarrassed.
Qing Sheng twitched the corner of her mouth.
Bo Liuzhi smiled.
He bent his arm and bumped Tuoba Yu.
Tuoba Yu hugged her tightly and looked down at her beautiful smile, with a faint smile in his eyes.
Qinghe and Qingsheng saw their mother and queen smiling, and saw the two of them showing off their affection as if no one was around.
They both wiped the goosebumps on their bodies, earning dissatisfied glances from the two of them.
Qinghe and Qingsheng grinned.
Bo Liuzhi stared at the two of them angrily, and then smiled at each other with Tuoba Yu.
Qinghe stood up and walked to Bo Liuzhi, "Queen Mother, there are Lian Yu and Nian'er in front of you now. If you like, you can go to Beast Xiao Valley with me and stay there.
If you want Qing Sheng, please travel lightly, and my father is willing to accompany you to Xiliang Kingdom to see her, father, don’t you think so?"
Qinghe looked at Tuoba Yu with a smile.
Tuoba Yu wanted to say no, because he still had a love rival in Xiliang Kingdom.
But seeing his daughter and his wife looking at him so expectantly, he could only nod his head.
Qinghe smiled secretly.
Bo Liuzhi looked at him gratefully.
For the past half of his life, it seemed that as long as he was for her, he could always compromise easily.
It is enough to have a husband in this life!
"Brother Ling..." Qing Sheng said in surprise, looking at Zhang Quling in front of Qinghe Palace, dressed in simple Tsing Yi, looking at Qinghe.
Qinghe's heart shrank and he slowly turned his eyes to look over.
The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the clothes on his body were brand new and elegant, as if he had put them on in a hurry and rushed over.
The stubble on his chin has not yet been shaved off, and his black eyes with red threads look a bit decadent.
Zhang Quling bowed to Tuoba Yu and Bo Liuzhi and said, "We are here to attend the meeting of the Supreme Emperor and the Queen Mother."
Tuoba Yu frowned slightly.
She also watched Zhang Quling grow up, he was outstanding since he was a child and always impressed her.
Seeing him so depressed now, Bo Liuzhi couldn't help but feel unbearable.
He softened his voice and said, "Qu Ling, you don't feel well, why don't you take more rest at home?"
The reason why he said he was not feeling well.
Because when Qinghe had set a wedding date for someone earlier, he sent an invitation to the minister.
Yesterday, Lord Shangshu said that Zhang Quling was not feeling well and could not come to attend the wedding...
But now, he appeared in Qinghe's palace early...
Zhang Quling straightened up slightly and said in a slow and polite voice, "I have something that I want to personally give to the princess as her wedding gift."
Bo Liuzhi was slightly surprised, "What?"
"..." Zhang Quling fell silent, pursed his lips and made no sound.
Bo Liuzhi's eyes flashed and he glanced at Tuoba Yu.
Tuoba Yu raised his eyebrows lightly, took Bo Liuzhi's hand and walked out.
Qingsheng licked her lips, and Ma Liuer followed. In this case, she felt that it was necessary for her to go to Qingyun Temple... (Bad girl, hahaha...)
All the maids in Qinghe Palace also withdrew.
After a while, in the entire Qinghe Hall, only Qinghe was left in the hall, and Zhang Quling was still standing at the door.
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The air was silent.
Qinghe looked at Zhang Quling, but his fingertips clenched nervously.
Zhang Quling also looked at her, with many sparks still popping out of his dark eyes.
She was very beautiful today, even more beautiful than he had imagined in her wedding dress!
The lips slowly formed an arc, and Zhang Quling stepped in.
Seeing him walk in, Qinghe's figure froze slightly.
But he didn't dodge and looked straight at him.
He stopped in front of her, and she could vaguely smell the smell of strong alcohol on his body, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.
Qinghe's throat moved slightly, and his eyes fell gently on his face.
"Very beautiful!" Zhang Quling looked at her softly.
Qinghe's eyes tightened, "Thank you!"
Zhang Quling looked at her intently, emotions surged in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He chuckled and said, "Actually, I don't have anything to give you!"
"..." Qinghe tried his best to pull his lips, "No, it doesn't matter!"
"But I wish you and him a long life together." Zhang Quling looked at her and smiled quietly.
Qinghe's eyes were red and he nodded, "That's enough..."
She raised her red eyes and looked at him. The stubble on his face pierced her eyes like a sword, "Qu Ling, I'm sorry for you. I just hope you don't torture yourself. I'm not afraid that you will hate me. I'm really sorry."
of.
If you hate me, I might feel better..."
But now, he came to bless her, and she felt the guilt in her heart rising up like a flood.
After all, it was she who betrayed him!
It is only she who should be punished, not him, or that person...
Zhang Quling's eyes darkened, and relief slowly overflowed.
He smiled slightly, turned around, and looked at the blue sky outside the hall with squinted eyes.
His voice was slow and calm, "You have not sorry for me, and there is no need to feel guilty. I already know about feelings and cannot force it..."
He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, and continued, "If you stay with me and can't feel happy, I would rather watch you smile happily next to other people."
"..." Qinghe was moved and heartbroken, and his guilt only deepened.
Zhang Quling turned to look at her, his eyes showing deep nostalgia, "I once thought that no one in this world loved you more than me, and I also thought that only I could give you happiness.
But that man made me completely convinced that I lost!"
"..." Qinghe's back stiffened slightly and she looked at him blankly.
Zhang Quling frowned, "He didn't tell you?"
Qinghe pursed his lips, "Tell me what?"
Zhang Quling smiled bitterly, "Sure enough!"
Qinghe frowned.
Zhang Quling narrowed his eyes tightly, "A month ago, he stopped the carriage of the Supreme Emperor and the Queen Mother on their way back to the palace without authorization, and told them that you were already his and asked them to betroth you to him...
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The Queen Mother and Princess Rui recognized you and stopped the angry Emperor's intention to kill him. In the end, although he was still injured by the Emperor, the injury was not serious because the Queen Mother and Princess Rui stopped him.
Later, he was brought into the palace.
The Supreme Emperor sent an edict to summon me, and he and I met.
I know that you are already his, and I feel heartbroken and just want to kill him!
At that time, the Emperor and the Queen Mother were obviously biased towards him. I understand, after all, you are already his.
What's more, you... are in love with each other.
But I am not willing to do so.
I... don't mind... how could I let go!
My marriage to you was decided personally by the Emperor and the Queen Mother.
They see that I don't want to let go, and they don't mind you and him... and they have nothing to do with me.
I know, I have always known, that you do not have me in your heart, but that there is a person living in your heart.
And I may never be able to live in your heart.
And that person, when I first saw him in Huaying Town, I knew that he was the person in your heart.
You always look at him with affection, but when you look at me, you only feel guilty.
But I just want to keep you by my side, selfishly keeping you by my side.
Later, distinguished guests often came to the Shangshu Mansion.
First it was Princess Rui, then Princess Qin, and then the Queen Mother...
They all persuaded me and hoped that I would let go.
It wasn't until the emperor also said to me, "Let me let you go..." that I realized how skillful that man was. In a short period of time, he actually made everyone choose him.
Jealousy and hatred forced me to kill him, and I tried every means to kill him.
So I asked him.
If he can take my three palms, I will help you..."
His voice was so cold that it made one's bones ache.
Qinghe didn't dare to blame him.
"I know that he was seriously ill and had a change of heart..." He smiled coldly, but there were tears in his eyes, "I think that if I strike harder, I will send him to hell with three palms.
Once he dies, you will still be mine. That’s what I thought.
He probably knew my evil thoughts, but he still agreed without hesitation.
At that moment, I admitted, even if it was only for a moment, that his love was no less than my love for you..."
He lowered his head, two tears fell to the ground, and smiled crazily, "I didn't save any effort. I used 100% of my strength to send those three palms to his heart..."
"..." Qinghe burst into tears and could hardly listen.
Over the past month, she kept asking people around her what happened before she returned to the palace, but no one told her.
Even he was always perfunctory and didn't say a word.
Her heart ached so much, as if the wind from the palm of her hand had landed on her heart.
Why is he so stupid, so stupid...
"It's a pity that those three palms still failed to kill him. He survived..."
"Stop talking, please, stop talking..." Qing He shook his head in pain.
She was afraid that if he kept talking, she would hate him!
It's obviously her fault, it's obviously hers, why do you treat him like this...
She didn't dare to think, if those three palms were used, he would really...
Suddenly, Qinghe suddenly raised her head, her delicate makeup covered with tears, held up the skirt of her red wedding robe, and ran quickly out of the palace.
She wanted to see him, now, immediately, immediately.
Like the wind, she blew past him without hesitation.
Zhang Quling stretched out his hand, but only held a handful of cool wind.
His back stiffened.
With tears in his eyes, he slowly let go of his hand.
Just use this wind to send her away, just like that, no longer guilty, run towards her happiness.
He'er must be happy!!
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Qinghe ran towards the front of Qingyun Palace like a big gorgeous peony when he saw someone rushing out angrily regardless of everyone's obstruction.
Dressed in a red robe, it bloomed in the sky, and the color of happiness filled her eyes.
Perhaps he saw Qing He not far from the palace, and he stopped slightly.
She saw him let out a sigh of relief, slowly, and curled the corners of his lips.
He stood there and spread his arms towards her.
Qinghe's tears fell hard, but he was happy, like a butterfly, flying into his arms...
Her happiness, her heaven...
The waist was hugged tightly, Qinghe stood on tiptoes, gently hooked his neck, opened her red lips, and whispered softly in his ear, "Brother Jue, I love you so much..."
"I love you even more, my little kitten..." His eyes sparkled, Si Jue curled his lips and smiled, dazzling the moment.
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[...Reluctant to give up, very reluctant to give up, the little emperor has really come to an end today. Thank you all for accompanying Su Su to write this story. I am moved, moved, and moved thousands of times. I hope everyone can follow her.
Among them, Qinghe, Nanyue and Qin'er are the same. Choose the right person and live a happy and sweet life! Goodbye everyone!!]