I was reborn by the emperor

Chapter 60

Xu Lianlang was entangled by Rong Zhao and never returned to the Yun Pavilion, and she didn't really want to go back.

Rong Zhao was Concubine Rong's heart disease, she naturally didn't want to ask her servant to come here, Xu Lianlang was at ease, playing some mindless games with Rong Zhao every day.

But she still couldn't settle down in her heart, and counted the days on her fingers, but she didn't see Yu Jia returning to the palace.

The days are getting shorter and shorter, and the summer seems to be defeated suddenly. In the continuous rainstorm, the remaining summer heat is scattered.

This year's cold seems to have come very early, the temperature dropped sharply, killing people by surprise.

One morning, Xu Lianlang was surprised to find that overnight, the fallen leaves were all over the ground, and the green leaves with vitality spread out, consuming the last touch of green on the ground alone.

Rong Zhao was very sleepy, Xu Lianlang didn't wake her up, thinking about letting her sleep for a while.

She originally held Xu Lianlang's arm, but now her arms were empty, she simply turned over half of her body, gathered the pillow in her arms, buried her face in the quilt, snoring lightly one after another.

Rong Zhao is eccentric, loves to play and laugh, looking at her, Xu Lianlang can't help but wonder if Lu Jieming was just like Rong Zhao at this age, cute and lovable.

She would always think of him for no reason, and without any reason, she would search for a trace or two of him in the things she saw.

Nanny Zhang was making porridge, and the glutinous and soft rice porridge was steaming in circles in the small celadon bowl, making Xu Lianlang's eyes sore from the smoke.

It had been several days, her right eye was beating non-stop, and her heart would feel stuffy, and a nightmare last night made her sleepless all night.

Something happened to Lu Jieming in Mengzhong, and large streams of blood flowed out from her chest. She tried to block the dark blood hole with her hands, but it was in vain. The blood flowed out from her fingers, and her entire field of vision was red. Yes, the smell of blood is in the nostrils.

She wanted to hug Lu Jieming, but she opened her arms in panic and felt his refusal. His complexion was as pale as paper, his shape was haggard, and his beautiful face was silent, making him look like an abandoned man. Patch rag doll.

His lips trembled, and the words he said were murderous, "What do you care about me, don't you want me? What does my life or death have to do with you?"

"Don't touch me! What right do you have to touch me!"

He knew how to make her feel bad, and he knew how to make her feel bad.

Xu Lianlang woke up in overwhelming pain, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes into his black hair and then disappeared into the pillow, leaving only the traces of tears on his cheeks that were chilling every inch of his face.

Everything in the dream is so real that it is difficult to tell the real from the fake.

She couldn't fall asleep anymore, and didn't dare to sleep again, for fear that if she fell asleep again, she would see Lu Jieming like that again.

The feeling of staying up until dawn with eyes open was very uncomfortable, and she began to regret what she had said to Lu Jieming, but once the words were spoken, it was a foregone conclusion.

Although she regretted it, she didn't want to take it back.

She was looking forward to his coming back sooner, maybe if he came back earlier, this endless nightmare would be over.

Her eyes started to itch, and her eyes were sore. Xu Lianlang rubbed her hands, but Madam Zhang stopped her hand, "Girl, your hands are not clean, don't rub your hands, just blink hard, it will feel better."

She blinked, Qiu Shui Wuchen's eyes relieved a bit of discomfort in the blink of an eye, the crow's eyelashes passed over the eyelids, and a layer of blue and black circled the bottom of the eyes, making the originally clean and clear eyes a little tired.

Nanny Zhang turned her head and asked her, "Girl didn't sleep well last night?"

Xu Lianlang propped his head and nodded, she couldn't deny it, there were not many bamboo houses, the three of them crowded into one room, she and Rong Zhao crowded together, leaving a single bed for the elderly Zhang Nanny.

The bed had been in disrepair for a long time, and the wooden boards were not strong one after another. There was always a "squeak, creak" sound when she turned around. When she couldn't sleep, she couldn't help turning over, presumably it was disturbing Nanny Zhang.

Xu Lianlang quickly apologized, saying that she would be allowed one more night, and she would return to Shuoyun Pavilion tomorrow.

It is still difficult for three people to live in a bamboo house.

Nanny Zhang put a boiled egg in her bowl, and said, "Young lady, if you say that, it will kill me. You can stay as long as you like. Zhao'er hopes that you can stay longer, but you can't sleep well like this." , why don’t you go to the Suoyun Pavilion to have a look first.”

She looked at Xu Lianlang's expression, and came up with an idea for Xu Lianlang, "His Highness will not be back for a long time, if there is any news, it should be passed to Suoyun Pavilion first."

"Girl, why don't you go back to Shuoyun Pavilion first, if there is nothing wrong, you can feel at ease."

She has noticed the estrangement between Xu Lianlang and His Highness during these days. Although she doesn't know the reason, it has not reached the point of irreconcilability. Instead, they are thinking about each other. Words can hurt people, but eyes are deceiving No one else, the eyes of two people always subconsciously fall on each other.

Nanny Zhang has lived most of her life, half of her body has been buried in the soil, she can't help but feel sorry for their awkwardness.

Life is too short, if you don't hurry up, if you miss it, you will miss it, and once you miss it, it may be a farewell.

Nanny Zhang is someone who has come here, she is coming to the end of her life, she can't say good words, she can only try to persuade her.

Fortunately, Xu Lianlang is also a person who listens to persuasion, and immediately said that he would return to Shuyun Pavilion after noon.

With her head depressed, she took another sip of the porridge, which was sweet and warmed her twitching stomach.

Her lips and tongue were soaked in the sweet and delicious taste, the thought in her mind flashed like a flash, she put down the bowl with a "Kang Dang", wiped her mouth, and said, "I won't wait for noon, I'll go back now."

Zhang Momo couldn't call her, looked at her hurried back, and sighed.

Her Majesty the Seventh Prince is safe, only her Zhaoer can rely on her.

She clasped her hands together and silently prayed to heaven.

Xu Lianlang ran back, and the long steps became less and less under her fast crossing footsteps, until the sound of crying in Shuoyun Pavilion reached her ears.

Someone led a horse to stand, half-bent and talking with Concubine Rong. Concubine Rong was supported by her maid, crying so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist.

Concubine Rong wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, she glanced at Xu Lianlang from the corner of her eye, held her breath in her chest, her whole face slowly flushed red, "Can't I go? I am his mother."

The horse's long tail swayed, Xu Lianlang suddenly stopped, and said humanely: "Ma'am, Your Highness means that he wants to see Miss Xu Lianlang, please don't make things difficult for me."

Concubine Rong thought it was ridiculous, "She's just a slave."

The attendant could only repeat, "But Your Highness only wants to see her."

Looking over, Xu Lianlang was at a loss under the uniform gaze, and the doubts in his heart gradually turned to fear, and he even wanted to avoid the words of the guards.

"Miss Xu, His Highness is seriously injured and needs to be taken care of."

……

The matter of Mulan shooting the assassin involved a lot, the confession was different, the incident fermented, and the prince was involved, and the forces in the court could not hold back for a long time.

The emperor was very annoyed by the disturbance, and the courtiers urged him to return to the court many times. The emperor was not unwilling, but just looked at his son's pale appearance in the tent, and reassessed whether he could withstand the fatigue of the carriage.

His original plan was to take advantage of this matter to bring Lu Jieming back to the palace, and no one could say no to the assassin.

But right now, it seems that Lu Jieming can't stand it.

After consultation with the imperial physician, he only said that he was afraid that the wound that healed with great difficulty would open again due to the bumps.

The emperor couldn't help feeling puzzled, "It's just an arrow wound, why hasn't it improved?"

The imperial doctor explained in detail: "Although it was an arrow wound, when the arrow was pulled out, the wound was torn apart, and the Seventh Prince's heart was smoldering, so it is natural that he has not recovered for a long time."

That night, the emperor shielded all the servants from the palace, and came to Lu Jieming's bed with a bowl of soup.

With his majesty in his body, even in the face of his son who has always been guilty, he couldn't let go of his face. With every word, he sent spoonfuls of soup into his son's mouth one after another.

He didn't speak for a long time.

Lu Jieming took the decoction from the emperor, took out the spoon, frowned and drank the medicine, with bitterness on the tip of his tongue, he first clarified the matter.

The father is a monarch, and he always has to step down.

The Shuoyun Pavilion was a minefield in the emperor's heart, Lu Jieming did not mention his mother and concubine in his words, and both of them tacitly avoided everything that happened in the Shuoyun Pavilion.

For many years, the father was unkind and the son was unfilial. Back then Lu Jieming pushed him into the silt pond with his own hands. They looked at each other through the mist. Now that he took the arrow for him, it was considered clean.

It is said that there is no such clear distinction between father and son, but this is the case between them, and they should be clearly distinguished.

"Taifu Zhang treated his children very well. He always mentioned things about his father when he was young." Lu Jieming lowered his eyes and threw out the introduction first. The imperial doctor had just changed his medicine. The gauze's skin was bruised and purple.

Not only the arrow wound, but other places were also injured in the fight.

"Master Zhang taught you very well."

Looking at his son's broad shoulders, the emperor also felt relieved. Although he didn't grow up under his knees, he could see his son's growth from the words in the Taifu's letters over the years.

No prince has ever been able to draw his attention to this point.

"This time, let's go home with Father."

He used "home".

The corners of Lu Jieming's mouth curled up slightly, and the sarcasm in his eyes flashed across, the cold palace is no home at all, after returning to the palace, he just jumped from the fire pit into the cremation pit.

"Okay, Royal Father, my son will follow you home."

The emperor was finally satisfied, and he patted the young man's thin but powerful shoulder with his palm, "Let's just let the things of these years pass like this, Father Emperor promises, I will give you what you want."

The ambiguity in the words is clearly powerful.

It was very quiet inside the tent, and the idlers were all taken five steps away. The things the emperor promised him were definitely not what he wanted.

He nodded and answered.

But looking past the emperor, Lu Yinan found a cage from nowhere and locked the rabbit inside.

Rabbits are still wild, and only in the cage can the legs of the rabbit that want to escape be blocked.

His eyes dimmed, what he wanted...

Until late at night, the emperor thought he had solved Lu Jieming's knot, so he left contentedly. Before leaving, he said: "I will give you three more days to rest, and then go home. You will fight for your father, and within three days Get well, at least you can get out of bed."

Lu Jieming had nothing to do, returning to the palace was a certainty, he was in no hurry, since it was a matter of time, he didn't care about his reputation at all.

After seeing off the emperor, he wrapped himself in a robe and rekindled the candle.

A wisp of lotus flower embryo floats out of the glaze, and the smell of spices is very light. After burning for a long time, there are bursts of fragrance in the air.

Like an addict, Lu Jieming took a big drag.

It was the familiar smell, Xu Lianlang's smell.

He also discovered by accident that these spices were mixed together, and the smell when they were burned for half an hour and cut off was very similar to the smell of Xu Lianlang's body.

There were chattering sounds from the outer door, the guard was a newcomer, and was coaxed around by the visitors.

Lu Jieming leaned back in the armchair, the emperor thought he would not even be able to get out of bed, but his steps were strong and his breathing was steady, he had long since lost his weakness in front of the emperor.

In fact, he is not feeling well, his throat is always sweet, but he has to pull himself together.

Hearing the slight sound of lifting the tent, he turned around, ignoring the man's surprised gaze.

"I thought His Highness was really like the rumors outside, lingering on the sick bed, comatose every day, and the rumors are really true."

Lu Jieming said in a casual tone, "It's not that serious. It's just that the father just left, and then there's another fight. Even if I'm an iron man, I won't be able to handle it."

"Really? But I think His Highness is in good spirits, so naturally he can listen to what I have to say."

Lu Jieming picked up a small piece of radish and handed it to the rabbit in the cage who was limp because of being locked up, "Let's make a long story short, Master Dou."

"It's too late at night, and I have to recharge my batteries tomorrow to see my sister."

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