Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 682 Death from Exhaustion (1)
He Lianshi pushed her away and took a few steps back: "Let's go, Qin'er, with you here, I believe Shi Ting will be fine."

This is a rare time for her to address herself in a kind and gentle tone, and she no longer has the old scolding. Seeing that the nanny's urging sounds intensified, Yun Wanqin didn't have time to say more, she took the tray and left.

After the room fell silent, Lan Ting ran over, cried and helped Concubine Gui, comforting her: "Concubine Gui, it's fine."

He Lianshi stood up, curled his hands imperceptibly, squeezed the things he just got on the tray tightly in his palms, and said calmly: "Lanting, send a message to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, saying that I want to ask to see the emperor."

Leaving Yanshou Palace, although the heavy rain has subsided a little, it still hasn't stopped.

Yun Wanqin walked towards the Ziguang Pavilion, halfway there, she heard footsteps coming behind her accompanied by voices.

The concubine just finished talking with Mo Guiren from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and came out to explain something. Qi Huai'en had already gone to the palace gate to inform the third master. At this moment, holding an umbrella, he led two young eunuchs to catch up and said in a low voice: "Three The Lord has come to the imperial city and is at the Fengtian corner gate."

Yun Wanqin handed the tray to the little eunuch, and followed Qi Huai'en to the Fengtian Gate with the sound of rain.

On a starless and moonless rainy night, the night looks darker, and in front of the corner gate, the bright light of the lanterns jumps, which makes it look warmer.

Several guards in coir raincoats surrounded a tall figure in rain gear.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and the outline under the bamboo hat has been reduced a lot. Although I am a little tired, the facial features on my face are more handsome. Now I know what happened in the palace, but there is no trace of emotional fluctuation between the brows, full of forbearance and tenacity , like a rock that cannot be split.

She had never missed him like this moment, she threw her umbrella and rushed to his side, hugging his waist.

Qi Huaien winked, and everyone retreated around.

Xiahou Shiting took off the cloak and put it on her body, so that she would not get a little rain, held the umbrella in one hand, and wrapped her soft waist with the other hand, patted to comfort her.

After a while, she raised her head from her embrace, and the person in the entire imperial city who should be most anxious at the moment was in front of her eyes, but she was smiling slightly, her pupils were focused, as if she was looking at the most precious treasure in the world, her eyebrows were drawn into her temples, and her eyes were stern. Ling is generally indomitable, his eyes are like stars, shining brightly into the endless night.

Even if it's just for the joy of these sweet almond-like eyes, he has to go through every calamity. Seeing that her mood is calmer, he curls her hand in her wide palm and bends down his neck: "It's okay." .”

With such a man, she still has nothing to be nervous about.

No matter who he is, whether he is from the north or Prince Daxuan, his identity will never change, that is, his husband.

She raised her catkin, touched his thin and sharp chin, with the gray shadow of a beard that would not be trimmed in the future, and then told a little bit about the meeting with Helian in the cold palace.

At the beginning, he was concerned about his feelings, the poison was poisoned by the most unexpected person, and he would never feel good, but Yun Wanqin realized that he was worrying too much, the man in front of him was listening quietly, with an indifferent expression, as if he was listening to something Things that have absolutely nothing to do with me.

After finishing speaking, she thought of something and grabbed his palm, but if she didn't, she went to grab the other hand.

Xiahou Shiting was suspicious, but she heard her yelling: "Where's the finger? Pull the finger——" Isn't it worn close to the body at all times, why it disappears when it is needed!

He furrowed his eyebrows, and mentioned something he didn't want to mention more, and his tone was a little sullen: "Why do you want that?"

"Where is it? Take it out quickly." Yun Wanqin grabbed his sleeve.

His voice was even deeper: "I lost it."

lost?Yun Wanqin's face turned as white as snow, what a joke.

Shi Yaoan was watching, but finally couldn't help but stepped forward: "Third Master, I'm really sorry... I picked up the wrench." He said, took it out of his cuff, and handed it over.

The master was impulsive at the moment, but he couldn't just sit and watch the finger puller that the master had worn for half his life was washed away by the rain.

Yun Wanqin was overjoyed, and heaved a sigh of relief. She had never thought Shi Yaoan was so cute before, and took the wrench over: "Go home and ask the third master to reward you well!"

Shi Yaoan couldn't figure it out, only to see that the empress squatted down, found a sharp corner of a masonry protruding from the ground, and raised her finger to knock it!
"Keng——" With a crisp sound, Xia Hou Shiting and Shi Yao'an were startled, and the two petals of the jade finger split open, and small grains of jade slag burst out, and a piece of paper rolled into a thin strip was exposed at the broken section.

Yun Wanqin picked up the tightly folded roll of paper, returned to him, and spread out some yellowed paper. Shi Yaoan leaned over to take a look, and there were densely recorded entries one by one, some of which looked like It is the name of the herbal medicine, surprised: "What is this?"

Yun Wanqin handed the paper to Shi Yao'an: "Bring it back to Doctor Ying's house, it's the antidote!"

Shi Yaoan dazed for a while, understood, and quickly took the note over like a treasure, not daring to make any mistakes, and carefully put it into his sleeve pocket.

Xiahou Shiting was not as happy as Shi Yaoan, and fell silent.

Yun Wanqin guessed that he was in the same mood as when he heard Helian's saying that the antidote prescription was in his finger, and lightly hooked the palm of his cuff: "If I really make up my mind to kill you, I won't put the prescription away." Put it in the ring... It's too difficult for a woman in the palace, and she can't do anything about all kinds of difficulties."

He knew that she was making him feel better. People with hatred in their hearts won others and lost themselves, and they would never be happy. But she didn't know that from the day she had her, other difficulties really disappeared. It's nothing.

His handsome facial muscles relaxed, he held her hand instead, pulled her to his neck, and whispered: "Don't worry, this king is not that fragile, and you will never live like that."

Of course she knows that he is not that fragile, and only cares about his experience since he was a child. The special toxicity of Puppet Powder has allowed him to develop a temperament that is calm when Mount Tai collapses, but sometimes she still wants him to roar and roar, To let out the anger in my heart.

She stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "I believe you."

The rain was not weak, and it was falling heavily again. Seeing that it was late, Qi Huai'en urged him twice.

Xiahou Shiting let her go, and she said softly: "Although my concubine was imprisoned in the Longevity Palace, the emperor didn't let outsiders know about it, which means he still has doubts. After today's anger is over, I will wait for the opportunity to persuade you."

Admonishment, huh.

How could the emperor allow the emperor's heir to be a fool, let alone the blood of an old enemy from a foreign race?Even if it is just suspicion, it is impossible to let it go.

There are so many princes, how can I miss myself?If the royal blood was mixed up, he would be a sinner for thousands of years.

This time, not to mention that the previous achievements will be in vain, even the status of the prince may not be guaranteed.

But she is willing to work with her inside and out, advance and retreat hand in hand, how can he destroy her confidence?
He stroked her beautiful hair on the forehead, without moving, and smiled: "Okay, it's up to you." Seeing her leave the field of vision, he just turned around.

(End of this chapter)