The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 634 King Rui wakes up and the horse is startled (3)
Wei Changqu knew that Yan Su was anxious and worried, so he let her hold his hand.

Several people waited for nearly a stick of incense, and after a stick of incense, suddenly, the person on the bed coughed violently, and then saw him stretch his arms, stand up, lie on the edge of the bed, and vomit with his mouth open. A few mouthfuls of black blood.

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of black blood, Ling Qi slowly raised his eyes. He looked in one direction, and his eyes gradually became focused.

"Susu, is that you? Susu." He stared at Yan Su, his voice slightly hoarse.

The moment Yan Su heard Ling Qi's words, she was so excited that tears rolled down her cheeks, and the crystal tears dripped down her skirt, staining the entire area.

Wei Changqu took out his hand silently, smiled slightly, and retreated to Ling Jing's side.

Seeing that Ling Qi was awake, Jinglei took his pulse again, and after finishing the pulse, he quickly stepped aside.

Ling Qi half leaned on the bed, seeing that Yan Su was only weeping, not making a sound, and not walking towards him, he slowly raised a hand, beckoned at her weakly, and said softly: "Su Su, come over."

After ten years of sleep, his voice was slightly hoarse, but the words he said were still as warm as spring breeze, as warm as jade, which made people feel very comfortable.

Wei Changqu's two eyes also fell on Ling Qi.

The face in front of me is like a jade crown, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, two sword eyebrows, like ink splashed on the forehead, a pair of ancient black pupils, as deep as the sky in the middle of the night, especially beautiful, tall Qiongliang, thin lips like a knife , although she just woke up, she couldn't hide her innate arrogance.

Wei Changjue sized up Ling Qi, then turned his eyes, shifted his gaze to Ling Jing's body, looked at him carefully, and painted his peerless face.

It turns out that her Lord Jing has completely inherited all the advantages of King Rui and Princess Rui.

Ling Jing noticed Wei Changqu's gaze, lowered her eyes, looked at her with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Qiao'er, why are you looking at me like that?"

"It depends on who you look like. Do you look more like King Rui, or Aunt Pixel?" Wei Changqu smiled at Ling Jing, speaking bluntly.

Ling Jing raised her eyebrows, and said with a little interest: "Then, who do you think I look like?"

"You are their synthesis, inheriting all their advantages." Wei Changqu laughed.

In this room, Yan Su heard Ling Qi's hoarse call again, moved her steps, and walked towards the bedside step by step, but within two or three steps, she walked extremely hard and with great effort.

She waited for ten years, and finally waited until today.

How many times in her dreams, she once dreamed that she played chess with him and made tea with willows.

She was afraid that everything in front of her was just a dream. After waking up from the dream, the flowers were scattered, the willows were dry and the tea was cold. Everything was just her fantasy, her extravagant hope.

"Susu, come here, come to my side." Ling Qi waved again.

Ling Qi's gentle, hoarse voice rang in his ears, it was so real, after he finished speaking, Yan Su finally walked to his side.

"Qi, you finally woke up." Yan Su sat on the bedside, looked at Ling Qi, and choked up.

Ling Qi smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Su's slender hand, and held her slender hand in the center of his palm, cherishing and loving her very much, "Susu, I woke up, from now on, I will always be with you .”

"Yeah." Yan Su choked up and nodded.

Seeing that her eyes were blurred with tears, Ling Qi wiped her tears with his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Susu, you have suffered a lot these years."

Although he has been in a coma, he knows and hears what Yan Su said to him in the past ten years, and he is clearly aware of everything Yan Su has paid for him.

Yan Su sat in the Buddhist hall for him for ten years, he knew that he felt sorry for him, but he couldn't express it.

"Qi, as long as you can wake up, everything I do will be worthwhile." Yan Su said.

Ling Qi helped Yan Su wipe away the tears, ignoring Ling Jing, Wei Changju was present, wrapped his arms around her, and hugged her into his arms with heartache.

"Susu, I owe you too much in this life." He sighed.

Yan Su buried her head in Ling Qi's chest, and upon hearing what he said just now, she naturally continued: "Yes, you do owe me too much, how do you want to repay it?"

"Susu, I will use the rest of my body to repay you, okay?" Ling Qi hugged Yan Su tightly, whispering in her ear.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, he was extremely relieved.

Fortunately, he woke up, otherwise...

Thinking of what might happen, he dared not think any further.

Listening to Ling Qi's clear enunciation and clear mind, Ling Jing turned her eyes to Jing Lei and asked, "How is the father?"

"My lord is in good condition. As long as I take the antidote for three days in a row to clean out the toxins in my body, I will be fine." Jing Lei said truthfully.

"En." Ling Jing nodded slightly.

Immediately, he shifted his gaze to the bed, saw Ling Qi and Yan Su were arguing, he took Wei Changju in his arms, and prepared to leave Liuyunju quietly.

As soon as the two turned around, they were stopped by Ling Qi.

"Jing'er." Ling Qi's hoarse voice came from behind.

Ling Jing hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around with Wei Changju in his arms, facing Ling Qi with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes.

"What's the matter?" He looked at Ling Qi and asked calmly.

Hearing Ling Jing's plain tone, Ling Qi's heart ached slightly, and a faint look of hurt appeared in his eyes, and the look of hurt disappeared in a flash, and he quickly hid it.

"Jing'er, it must have been very hard for you to travel through mountains and rivers to find the antidote." Ling Qi looked at Ling Jing and sighed slightly.

Ling Jing cherished the words like gold and replied two words, "It's still good."

Ling Qiwei didn't take his indifference to heart, and said again: "Leaving such a big mess of the palace to you, the king has not fulfilled his responsibility as a father."

"This is my life." Ling Jing continued to cherish words like gold.

Before Ling Qi could speak again, he said leisurely: "Just woke up, don't talk too much." His tone was still flat, but there was a touch of caring in the flat.

After saying a word, he turned around with Wei Changqu in his arms, and left Ling Qi's bedroom.

The two left Liuyunju, and along the way, Wei Changju held Ling Jing's hand tightly.

That sentence—"This is my fate"—after she heard it, she couldn't help but feel distressed. How much unknown suffering must this person have suffered in childhood to say such a cold sentence.

"Ling Jing, I will always be with you." She said suddenly, pressing against his palm.

Hearing Wei Changqu's words, Ling Jing's heart trembled slightly. He stopped, turned around, stretched out his long arms, and embraced Wei Changqu into his arms. He lowered his forehead and rested his chin. Between her neck, lightly absorbing the fragrance of her body.

(End of this chapter)