The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 351 Chapter 350: Thank you, we met

At the same time, Jing Yuanzhao also breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the "Ji Ming" who was beheaded was not the real Ji Ming, but a substitute he found last night.

He covered the real Ji Ming out of the imperial city, Jing Yuanzhao thought, now Ji Ming should have left the state of Jin.

As long as Ji Ming escapes, he won't have any threats anymore.

As everyone knows, the real Ji Ming is still in Yun Ranyue's hands.

After Ji Ming's side dealt with it, Donglin's team that came to marry him was also preparing to return home.

Although there was no word about Ji Ming's identity in Da Jin, there was almost nothing about Wan Qiqianlong sneaking into Da Jin.

But those people in Donglin and Emperor Hongyuan knew it well, and pretended to be ignorant as if nothing had happened. No one wanted to pierce this layer of paper.

I just didn't want to make things so embarrassing.

And Wan Tong Qingyao was originally the princess of the marriage, but now she is dead, and the marriage can only be let go. I am afraid that after this incident, Dong Lin and Da Jin are still polite on the surface, and they have already begun to draw their swords in secret .

Wan Qiqianlong had fled back to Donglin, and Ji Ming was "beheaded" after staying in Dajin. Given how much she loved Ji Ming, she would definitely not let Dajin go so easily.

As for Wan Teng Qingyao, Wan Teng Qianlong, who is the queen mother, dared to use her to block the sword, so naturally she would not take her death seriously. Compared with Ji Ming, Wan Teng Qianlong would definitely think that Ji Ming was more important.

However, Emperor Hongyuan's remarks on Wanqi Qingyao's death only said that she was accidentally hijacked and died in the process of catching the murderer.

Regarding this statement, General Mu on the Donglin side also expressed his acquiescence. As for the real cause of Wanqi Qingyao's death, he was tacitly aware of it, and no one would reveal it.

The grievance between Dajin and Donglin can only be decided after they return to Donglin and discuss with the Empress.

In the afternoon.

A tall figure stood at the gate of Lanyue Palace.

Wan Teng Qingzui just stood there quietly, not taking a step inside.

He knew that Yun Ranyue didn't like other people entering the palace.

Ling Po, who used to guard the gate of the palace, was not there, so I don't know if he was busy with something, or if he was deliberately avoiding him.

Wan Teng Qingzui stood outside like this for half an hour.

It wasn't until Nan Zhuohua woke up from a nap that he found him.

Nan Zhuohua ran over and looked at him with clear eyes: "Sister, are you standing here looking for someone?"

She didn't know that Wan Teng Qingzui was a man.

Wan Tengqingzui didn't have any dislike for the term "sister", and he had already gotten used to pretending to be a woman for so long.

"I, I'm here to find Ling Po."

With lightly lowered eyes, Wan Tu Qingzui squeezed the brocade handkerchief tightly in his hand, his tone a bit cramped.

"Then sister can come in and look for him." Nan Zhuohua said.

Behind him, Miyan came over, greeted Nan Zhuohua first, and then bowed slightly to Wanqi Qingzui: "Emperor Empress, Ling Po has something to do when he goes out, and he may not be back for a while, why don't you enter the palace?" wait for him?"

Nan Zhuohua blinked, looked up at Miyan.

Wan Tengqing leaned over drunk, and politely replied: "No need, the Donglin motorcade is still waiting at the gate of the palace, we are leaving for Donglin soon, there is no time to wait for him."

Looking up at the hall, his eyes were far away, he knew that Ling Po was in the hall, he just didn't want to come out to see him.

He whispered to Mi Yan: "When Ling Po comes back, please tell him something for me."

"Well, you said."

"Thank you for letting me meet him."

Thank you for meeting them.

Miyan pursed her slightly dry red lips: "Okay, I will tell you the servant."

"Thank you."

Wan Tu Qingzui lowered his eyes lightly, turned around and shed a tear in an instant.

The breeze was blowing against his back, it was obviously a warm summer wind, but it blew the bleak autumn wind.

Miyan sighed silently, she had heard from her elder sister that the empress dowager to the east was a man.

Nan Zhuohua looked at it for a while, then asked Mi Yan: "Brother Ling Po is in Ming Ming Palace, why don't you come out to see him?"

Mi Yan thought about it, and finally thought of a good way to say it, so he just shook his head and smiled.

Maybe, Ling Po couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart for a while.

In the back hall of Lanyue Palace, Ling Po leaned against a tree, from here, he could see the road leading to the front hall door.

He also saw the figure of Wan Teng Qingzui leaving.

Ling Po frowned slightly, the green shade above his head cast a shadow on his handsome face.

There were footsteps approaching, Ling Po turned his eyes, it was Mi Yan.

She said: "The Empress Dowager Donglin has left."

"Yeah. I know."

Ling Po looked back at the road, and the tall figure gradually drifted away in his eyes.

"He asked me to bring you a sentence."

Ling Po tilted his head slightly, looking at Miyan.

She said: "He said, thank you for allowing him to meet you."

"Tsk," Ling Po couldn't help sighing, and touched his chest, feeling a little sore.

He kneaded his frowning brows, and stretched out his wrist in front of Miyan: "Take my pulse and see if I'm sick."

His chest hurts.

Mi Yan smiled: "I don't know how to take the pulse to see a doctor. If I am sick, I will go to my sister."

Ling Po raised his eyes to look at her, and said casually: "Sorry, I thought you were Fog Whisper."

Mi Yan smiled, but didn't care.

Ever since Ling Po saw the two sisters for the first time, he never recognized them.

Today, his mind is a little confused and a little absent-minded.

Ling Po asked: "Where's your sister?"

"In the main hall," Mi Yan said with a smile, "seek my sister to see a doctor? But she can only heal physical diseases, not heart diseases."

Ling Po narrowed his eyes lazily: "So, there is no cure for my disease."

"Yes, you can heal yourself."

Miyan looked up at the warm sun that was setting in the west, but it was still a bit dazzling, she lowered her eyes, "As long as you are alive, you should be happy, you don't have to care about other people's opinions, and you don't have to care about the eyes of the world."

"You live for yourself, not for them, as long as you are happy."

Ling Po also looked up at the warm sun that was setting in the west, and smiled softly. That smile, lazy and ruffian, was a little brighter than the sun, and the dullness in his chest also dissipated a little.

He walked back to the hall.

Mi Yan was curious: "Where are you going?"

Ling Po didn't look back: "Look for Fog Whisper."

"Or see a doctor for my sister?"

Ling Po shook his head, but didn't answer.

At sunset, the convoy on the east side of the palace gate reorganized and set off, preparing to return to the east side.

Wan Tuqing sat drunk in the carriage, opened the curtains, and took a last look at the gate of the Dajin Palace.

Just as he was about to put down the curtains, Ling Po's figure suddenly came into view.

He got out of the car immediately, surprise overflowing in his eyes.

As Ling Po approached, Wan Teng Qingzui clenched his palms nervously and asked softly, "Are you here to say goodbye to me?"

Ling Po lowered the corner of his mouth lightly, and said jokingly in his usual laziness and carelessness: "If I say I want you to stay in Dajin, will you agree?"

Wan Qingzui opened his mouth, and before he could answer, Ling Po stuffed two porcelain bottles in his hand, "Be careful on the road, this is the medicine for golden sores and scar repair that I asked for from Wuyu, apply it twice a day, on the back wounds that leave no scars."

(End of this chapter)