Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 94 Husband and wife reunion, let's go home (please subscribe!)

Yu Yunping kept staring at Zhao Huai's figure disappearing out of sight, and then dared to let out a heavy sigh of relief. After all, the atmosphere just now was too depressing, and he couldn't breathe.

Obviously, the opponent's target is not himself at all.

"Who is this monster? Just the terrifying aura on his body makes people shudder."

Yu Yunping's mind is full of that horrible sword just now, and his body trembles just thinking about it.

Shocking, comparable to heaven and man.

This is an army of tens of thousands! !
Not tens of thousands of paper people, nor the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, each one is a carefully selected strong soldier!

Cut it off? !

I'm afraid he will sleep with that grimace tonight.

Puchi Puchi!

At this time, a starling suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision, stopped above the collapsed jade pillar of the Golden Dragon Hall, and looked around.

Yu Yunping saw that the bird had a strange shape, white fur, black body, and shiny feathers. It was so handsome, and he couldn't help asking:
"What kind of bird is this?"

A counselor in blue came out from the rubble and squinted his eyes: "Your Highness, it seems to be a starling. This bird symbolizes good luck."

Yu Yunping murmured: "This is auspicious, a good omen!"

He kept comforting himself.

If the palace is destroyed, it can be rebuilt, and if the army is gone, it can be recruited again. As long as one's own people are alive, it is good that people are alive, and they are victorious!

"It's okay, it's okay, this king is still the son of destiny, don't you agree, little starling?"

Yu Yunping smiled gently at the starling, and even stretched out his finger.

The starling tilted his head, and his nimble little Douzi kept rolling his eyes, as if he didn't appreciate it, and then spit out:

"Knock your grandma! Knock your grandma!"

After yelling, the starling flew away immediately.

Only Yu Yunping was left in a daze among the ruins of the palace.

the other side.

Zhao Huai's consciousness locked the entire imperial city, and finally found the location of the sky prison.

The location of the palace sky prison is located in the most remote corner of the entire imperial city. It is extremely deserted. Standing at the door of the sky prison, there are streaks of cold wind blowing from inside.

It is indeed very remote, no wonder Zhao Huai's consciousness has not been found.

There are not many jailers guarding the sky prison, and their combat effectiveness is not good, so he settled them down in a few strokes.

Zhao Huai's consciousness has locked on to Yu Qinghan's position, and he is really here.

Passing through the cold and dark corridor, Zhao Huai felt a little nervous for some reason.

When passing through five stages and beheading six generals, destroying countless armies, and splitting open the gate of the palace with one strike and one sword, his mentality was calm and calm.

But here, when he was about to face his sweetheart, he became nervous.

Because he hasn't figured out what to do, this feeling of tension is like admitting his mistakes to his wife.

But when I think about it carefully, it's not right, I don't seem to have done anything wrong, and it seems that he is not the one who wants to apologize.

Well, that's right, I must take it home and teach it later.

Also, how should he convince the other party?
After all, the two had a quarrel, and the meeting was not friendly.

What if the lady doesn't go with him?
Forcibly kidnapped?

This doesn't seem very good, it's degrading.

It was the first time that Zhao Huai felt that he was so hypocritical. After thinking about it, everyone had already reached the door of the cell.

He had already thought about his speech, and turned his head to look.

The slender figure in the cell stood by the bed, looking at the skylight, with shackles on his hands, his hair was slightly disheveled, and he looked haggard.

The tear marks in the corners of the side face are a little obvious, and it seems that he has cried.

Yu Qinghan looked at the window, his eyes were full of memories, and he kept muttering: "Husband."

Even in the prison cell, quietly waiting for the countdown to death, what she was thinking about was not the great summer, nor the throne, nor the so-called great cause, the person she missed the most was still her sweetheart.

But Zhao Huai thought that he had come up with decent speeches and didactic words. When he saw Yu Qinghan's aggrieved appearance, his throat choked and he couldn't say a word.

The ghost mask was removed, and at the same time the door lock quietly shattered, and the cell door opened.

Hearing the sound, Yu Qinghan suddenly turned around.

At this moment, the two finally met again.

Yu Qinghan's eyes showed deep surprise, and at the same time, there was a hint of surprise.

When the person you've been thinking about day and night finally appears in front of you, that surge of ecstasy can surpass everything else.

Xiangfeng entered her arms, and hugged Zhao Huai tightly, crying uncontrollably.

Feeling the warmth and softness in his arms, Zhao Huai felt all kinds of complicated emotions in his heart. There were many comforting words, pretending to be relaxed, and persuasive words.

"Ma'am, I'm here to take you home."

Zhao Huai also stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly, not letting go for a long time.

Normally, he would tell a lot of jokes, or some short jokes, to make his wife happy, but today, he couldn't get excited.

Because he understands that nothing compares to a tight hug.

I cried and cried, and hugged and hugged.

The two sat in the cell like this, looking at their own toes from time to time, and then peeked at each other, only to find that the other was also looking at themselves.

A thousand words are worth a look.

"How is your home, are you done?"

In the end, it was Zhao Huai who broke the silent atmosphere.

Yu Qinghan's eyes darkened, he was silent for a moment, and then smiled relievedly:
"Home? It's long gone."

Zhao Huai took her hand, interlocked his fingers, comfortingly said, "It's still there."

Yu Qinghan smiled happily, with a calm look on his face.

During the days when she was locked in the prison, she had already faced everything.

At the beginning, my mind was still thinking about the so-called layout, who was behind the scenes, and how I would save Da Xia from the fire and water.

But she gradually discovered that none of these things made any sense.

Those more important things will overshadow all the above.

She began to think that it would be great if she hadn't come to the capital, and whether she and her husband have been enjoying life in Jinzhou.

When people are waiting for death, what flashes through their minds are often the most beautiful and most yearning memories, which are to let go of all the regrets in life.

As Yu Shihuang said, without her in this big summer, wouldn't it turn around?
Although the other party's words were provoking her, in some respects, they were right.

I have been imprisoned by my father's so-called ideal for more than [-] years, do I want to spend the rest of my life in it?

Rather than saying that Yu Qinghan has figured it out, it is better to say that she is already disheartened by the current Da Xia.

From the moment her father died to the moment she was imprisoned, she had nothing to miss about this Great Xia.

"Come on, go home."

Zhao Huai still had to take the initiative, he said, and got up to leave, but the corner of his clothes was pulled, he was not strong enough, but he could split tens of thousands of troops, and the ghost-faced white clothes who were making troubles in the imperial city could not walk. .

Yu Qinghan said softly: "I want to say goodbye to this place at the end."

Hearing this, Zhao Huai was quite surprised. He thought he needed to persuade him, but now it seems unnecessary, so he smiled and said:
"Well, it's good to say goodbye, because I like your home better."

Hearing this, Yu Qinghan's pretty face couldn't help but blush.

(End of this chapter)