Wang Dong's death was a relief.
But for Bailiheng, it was a knife that deepened hatred and anger.
After moving Wang Dong's body out of the Supervision Department and giving it a proper burial, Bailiheng stood in front of his tomb all night.
Under the night, he stood in front of his tomb, the night wind was blowing, and his clothes were flying.
He was alone in the night, as if there was no one in the world to rely on, and he was alone, lonely and dead.
Shi Qinghuan stood not far away, looking at him quietly.
His hand unconsciously touched his heart.
In the past few days, it has been uncontrollable, throbbing, and throbbing.
The eyes are reddish and always filled with tears.
And all of this is because of him.
Shi Qinghuan deliberately did not think about the reason for this, and just regarded it as a mutual care between friends.
Wang Dong was buried in a high mountain outside the city, in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
When the night fades and the morning sun rises, his tombstone will be illuminated by the sun.
Shi Qinghuan was half asleep in the carriage, always paying attention to Bailiheng's situation, but did not dare to distract him, so he had to pretend to be asleep.
Only when the sun rose and saw movement in Bailiheng did Shi Qinghuan pretend to wake up and get out of the carriage.
When she walked to Bailiheng's side, before she could speak, Bailiheng turned back to look at him, frowning slightly, and reached out to tighten her cloak.
"I'm sorry for keeping you up all night again."
"No, I was in the carriage and slept well."
Shi Qinghuan tried his best to smile naturally. Bailiheng looked at her with gentle eyes and said nothing more.
The two stood side by side in front of the tombstone, with the sun setting, supporting each other.
"Let's go!"
Bailiheng took one last deep look at the tombstone before turning around.
Shi Qinghuan followed suit and got into the carriage together.
The carriage bumped all the way down the mountain. Bailiheng didn't say a word, and Shi Qinghuan couldn't speak either.
After a long while, Bailiheng said, "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"
Shi Qinghuan was stunned and shook his head.
Bailiheng did not stop, and continued, "For example, why am I so sad about Wang Dong's death?"
Seeing Bailiheng's searching eyes, Shi Qinghuan shook his head again and said with a chuckle, "Everyone has their own secret. If you haven't explained it to me yet, it's not time to explain it yet."
Shi Qinghuan remembered Bailiheng's respect for her.
So now, she returns the same respect and trust to him.
Shi Qinghuan's expression was very gentle. Bailiheng looked at her. At this moment, all the coldness in his heart disappeared.
It was like the sunshine outside the window wrapped him tightly.
Finally, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Okay, I will tell you everything in the future."
"good."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, their tenderness flowing freely, both scattered on the mountain road.
The journey back to the city was not too close and was bumpy and swaying. Shi Qinghuan had not slept for two nights and was unbearably sleepy. In the end, he couldn't help but fell asleep on one side.
Bailiheng looked at her with guilt and tenderness in his eyes.
He turned around and sat next to her, touching her sleeping point with his fingertips, letting her fall into a deep sleep.
Only then did he let her get closer to his arms.
"Have a good sleep!"
After the carriage entered the city, it went directly back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Bailiheng carried Shi Qinghuan all the way into the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes fell on her face. After staring for a long time, he stood up and left.
The wind and clouds are surging, and dusk is falling.
Shi Qinghuan slept for the whole day.
When I woke up, it was already night.
The room was warm and comfortable. Shi Qinghuan stood up and found that he was actually on Bailiheng's bed. He was so frightened that he rolled down.
As soon as he landed, the door was opened.
Just like that, Shi Qinghuan, who was rolling on the ground, looked at Bailiheng who came in, and they were instantly embarrassed.
Bailiheng stepped forward quickly, and Shi Qinghuan also stood up immediately.
"Are you okay?"
"fine!"
Shi Qing smiled awkwardly, but couldn't remember how he got here.
Bailiheng took a look and made sure Shi Qinghuan didn't fall, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You fell asleep in the carriage. I thought you had not slept for two nights, so I clicked on your sleeping hole to let you have a good rest."
I see.
"Come and sit. I figured it was almost time for you to wake up, so I brought some food over."
Only then did Shi Qinghuan notice that when Bailiheng came in, he was holding a tray, and now what was on the table was her favorite meal.
Bailiheng had already walked to the table and started to help her set it up.
The appearance of that figure actually made her feel a little dazed.
It's like being familiar with it all year round and lasting.
He walked over and sat down and saw that Baili Ling had not moved and only had a pair of bowls and chopsticks, "You don't want to eat?"
"I have already eaten."
Liar!
Breath and face cannot deceive anyone.
Shi Qinghuan sighed and ate his food quickly.
Bailiheng was stunned as he devoured the food, "Don't worry, are you hungry?"
"No!"
Shi Qinghuan finished eating quickly, then stood up, turned around and walked out of the room.
Bailiheng looked confused and had no choice but to follow.
Shi Qinghuan did not leave, but turned all the way into the kitchen.
Bailiheng followed, and Shi Qinghuan was already busy.
"You, if you want to deal with the enemy for a long time, your body must not collapse."
Shi Qinghuan didn't even raise his head, but Bailiheng knew that these words were meant for him.
Without waiting for his answer, Shi Qinghuan added, "Your mood has been fluctuating greatly these past two days. Last night you stood in the cold wind again. Drink some medicinal food later."
After saying that, Shi Qinghuan tilted his head and chuckled, "I made it myself, so you must drink it!"
There was an inexplicable coquettishness in his tone. Shi Qinghuan didn't notice it, but it made Bailiheng feel warm in his heart. He leaned against the door and looked at her like this.
"good!"
This reply was also extremely gentle. Shi Qinghuan's smile deepened and he sped up his movements.
After the medicinal meal was stewed, Shi Qinghuan left the kitchen and sat in the yard with Baili Heng.
Looking at the stars, the two of them were side by side, and the wind around them felt gentler.
"What are you going to do next?"
"Hao Yong, you can't leave Kyoto City."
Shi Qinghuan's expression darkened, "It's not easy to kill him. Firstly, his own strength cannot be underestimated. Secondly, he came with the envoy. If something happens to him, it may trigger a war between the two countries."
"I know his strength, but no matter what, I must keep his life. If he returns to Xiaoye Kingdom, it will not only pose a huge threat to the border, but there will also be turmoil in Kyoto. As for the war between the two countries, Now that there is internal strife and turmoil in Xiaoye, we will not easily start a war, and under the power, there is no difficulty that cannot be resolved, as long as the benefits are in place."
Bailiheng's tone was calm, thinking that he had figured out the plan last night.
Seeing how calm he was, Shi Qinghuan nodded, "Okay, is there anything I can do to help?"
Bailiheng looked at Shi Qinghuan, smiled softly, and subconsciously reached out to touch the top of her head.
"Just have a good rest and leave everything to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Qinghuan felt the burning heat above his head, and his whole body shrank there, stunned for a moment.
Seeing Shi Qinghuan's expression, Bailiheng realized that he was still touching Shi Qinghuan's head and quickly withdrew his hand.
Shi Qinghuan's cheeks turned red, he coughed slightly and stood up and entered the kitchen.
"I'm going to check out the medicinal diet."
Bailiheng stood up and stood in the courtyard, letting the breeze blow away the turmoil in his heart.
Separated by a wall, both of them were thinking about what happened just now, and then a slight smile appeared on the corners of their lips.
Compatible with gentleness.
