Ling Yun caught the two attendants guarding him by surprise, and then walked out of the palace in a grand manner, swaggering towards the outside of the palace.
Princess Huanyu heard the news and hurried up from behind. While chasing after her, she shouted sadly: "Jian Ma, Jun Ma...
The sky was gray. The autumn rain fell like silk, falling on the bodies of the two people, their faces felt cold.
Ling Yun walked forward step by step, his steps not slowing down because of the pain all over his body. The strange thing was that at this time, he seemed to no longer feel the pain from his wound.
He just walked forward persistently, limping and looking solemn.
Huan Yu staggered behind him, panting and crying, calling his name tirelessly.
But he turned a deaf ear. Due to the violent activity just now, the wound on his shoulder and back cracked again, and the blood gurgled and dyed his clothes red.
For a moment, he felt that his eyes were going black. He stumbled and fell, splashing mud all over him.
At this time, Huan Yu also caught up with him, supported him and choked with tears: "Jian Ma, please, don't be like this, okay? Your injuries are so serious..."
Ling Yun's eyes seemed to be bursting with hot fire. He smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't this all thanks to you, Princess Huanyu!..."
Huan Yu's eyes were full of scarlet red, her lips trembled painfully, and she choked with sobs: "Can this be all my fault? If you weren't so heartless, if you could still leave a little room for me..."
"Room? You still know that there is room? If you really wanted to leave a little room to let me and Lian Nanchun go, instead of insisting on pressing forward step by step and killing everyone, you wouldn't be like this now. Such a situation!
"Zhao Huanyu, let me reiterate for the last time: It's really over between you and me. You can stop getting entangled in it, okay?"
After that, he resolutely shook off her hand that was tightly holding him, struggled to stand up from the ground, and walked forward step by step without looking back.
Huanyu suddenly collapsed on the muddy rain ground, her messy hair hanging down completely covering her forehead; her eyes were filled with tears, and she hissed: "Lingyun, are you really not giving me a chance? , do you really not care about your previous affection at all?"
"Love? Is there any love between you and me?..." Ling Yun's eyes were trembling with emotion; he had suffered the painful and humiliating torture with a cane at the execution ground outside Cining Palace a few days ago. The scene of abuse came to mind again vividly.
A pale smile tugged at the corner of his pale lips, and he said through his teeth almost word by word: "Zhao Huanyu, if you still care about your previous affection, would you treat me like that?"
Huanyu was stunned for a moment. Ling Yun ignored her and walked forward.
Ling Yun's figure became farther and farther away from Huan Yu's field of vision, and finally disappeared into the mist of rain and mist.
Huanyu was completely desperate. She shouted hysterically: "Ling Yun, you will regret it one day if you treat me like this today!"...
Ling Yun didn't know how he got out of the palace.
He walked drowsily on the streets of the capital, looking dazed and his mind was blank. The blood from the wound stained his clothes red, but he didn't notice it at all.
Pedestrians on the street were looking at him with strange and strange eyes, gesticulating and whispering behind him.
Gradually, he felt as if his legs were filled with lead and became heavier and heavier, and he could no longer walk.
There was a big tree just a few steps ahead. In his mind, he wanted to struggle to walk over and rely on it to support his shaky body, but he only took two steps before he could no longer support himself.
He only felt that the world was spinning, his vision went black, and the noisy dust turned into nothingness in an instant...
When Ling Yun woke up, he found himself lying on a soft couch in a gorgeous brocade pavilion. His brocade quilt and fragrant quilt were soaked in incense, making him look pure, elegant, and truly wealthy.
He turned his clear eyes and looked around at the surrounding furnishings with some confusion.
The rooms are all made of huanghuali wood tables and chairs. The wood texture is delicate and looks delicate and elegant. A pair of gold and jade inlaid celebrity calligraphy and paintings hangs in the hall, which makes the room antique, quiet and elegant. A soft smoke gauze tent hangs next to the brocade collapse, and the fish-mouth copper stove next to it exudes a delicate fragrance.
Looking at everything in front of him, he suddenly felt dazed for a moment, and a familiar, warm and strange feeling suddenly arose.
He put his hand on his forehead and thought hard: What place is this and why is it so familiar?
The maid who was waiting beside him was surprised and happy to see that he had woken up, and said: "Commander Ling, it's great that you've finally woken up - the princess was still talking about it just now! Please wait a moment, the servant will go to report it right away. Princess."
"Princess?..." Ling Yun frowned slightly, feeling a little confused.
After a while, there were footsteps outside the door, and a graceful and beautiful lady walked in surrounded by several maids, Biyun and Yancui.
Ling Yun glanced at it and was stunned. The visitor turned out to be Princess Changqing!
No wonder he felt this place looked so familiar just now. It turned out that this place was the residence of Princess Chang Qing, which was also the Marquis's residence of He Yuting.
At that moment, he felt extremely confused. He never dreamed that he would come here by accident.
Since the last time He Yuting visited his injury in Huanyun Pavilion of the Junma Mansion, and the two of them had an impasse, he had secretly made up his mind that he would never set foot in the Marquis' Mansion again in his lifetime, but now...
While Ling Yun was thinking, Princess Chang Qing had already walked to his brocade.
Seeing that he was just staring blankly in a daze, Princess Chang Qing couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Zhichao, what's wrong with you?"
Ling Yun calmed down and immediately realized his rudeness; he hurriedly struggled to sit up, "Auntie..."
Seeing his sluggish movements, Princess Chang Qing quickly stepped forward to stop him and said: "Don't move around, be careful of your injuries!"
Ling Yun's eyes were filled with wet mist, and he said dumbly: "Auntie, was it you who saved me?"
Princess Chang Qing looked at him with a mixture of anger and love in her eyes, and sighed: "Cheng Qi found you when he went out with several family members. At that time, Cheng Qi saw you lying unconscious in front of the house. , covered in blood and motionless, it looked so scary! So he and several family members hurriedly carried you in, and then reported it to me.
"I saw many wounds on your body, so I asked the imperial doctor to re-bandage and treat your wounds. Alas! You kid really doesn't care about your body at all. You are so seriously injured and you still act stupidly. Are you going to die if you keep walking on the street?"
Ling Yun felt sad for a while, silently lowering his eyelids, and said after a while: "Thank you aunt for saving your life. If not for aunt's help, Ling Yun would have... died on the streets."
Princess Chang Qing sighed softly, looked at Ling Yun with her eyes, and said: "Actually, I have heard about what happened in the palace a few days ago. Zhichao, I just don't understand what happened between you and Huanyu. ? Even if she is at fault, you shouldn't be so heartless!
"A few days ago, you abandoned her and went home. The Prince of Jinling and the Queen Mother were very angry. A few days ago, the Queen Mother announced that you had entered the palace, which gave you such a good opportunity! You should borrow the donkey from the slope and show your love to her. The Queen Mother, Huan Yu and the others should apologize and then reconcile with Huan Yu.
"But you shouldn't insist on going your own way, making offensive remarks, offending the Queen Mother, and causing this physical pain..."
Ling Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and he smiled bitterly and said: "Even my aunt said that? In fact, my aunt will not understand what happened between me and her..."
He struggled to get up and said: "Ling Yun will definitely repay aunt for her life-saving grace in the future. Ling Yun has troubled aunt for a long time, and it is inconvenient to ask for mercy from your house again, so I will say goodbye." After that, he kicked off his boots to the ground.
Princess Chang Qing quickly stopped her and said, "Zhichao, what are you doing? Your injuries are so serious, where do you think you can go? If you meet your enemy again, wouldn't it be dangerous?"
Ling Yun inadvertently pulled at the wound on his body again, feeling pain in his bones. He raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, saying nothing.
Princess Chang Qing said sadly: "Actually, my aunt has also experienced unforgettable true love, and she also knows that the relationship between men and women is the most reluctant...
"So just don't worry, my aunt will not interfere in the affairs between you and Huan Yu. I will respect your own opinion on what to do."
Finally, someone understands his difficulties and supports his ideas and practices. Before that, he had always felt alone and helpless.
Including Mr. Lu, everyone did not understand his thoughts and criticized his actions.
Complaining that he did not let Ansheng live, did not let him be a good guard and commander of the Ministry of Justice, and did not let the dignified prince of the county go; he insisted on being obsessed with a woman, willing to fall, and ruining his own life. A great future, playing a good hand of cards to pieces...
This was the first time he heard someone say this. He felt a wave of heat in his heart, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and his voice was almost choked, "Thank you, aunt..."
Princess Chang Qing looked at him affectionately and said: "Zhichao, promise Auntie, stay here and recuperate, don't leave lightly, don't abuse your body anymore, take good care of yourself and cherish yourself, okay? ?”
Ling Yun nodded vigorously, "Then aunt also has to promise Ling Yun something."
Princess Chang Qing said: "You say."
Ling Yun stared at her deeply with a pair of dark jade-like eyes, "Auntie, please don't tell me about my recuperation in your mansion, especially... don't let Huanyu know about it, okay?"
Princess Chang Qing's watery eyes flashed and she smiled: "Are you bargaining with aunt?"
"Don't my aunt agree?"
Princess Changqing smiled and said: "How dare I refuse to agree? If I refuse again, won't you have to leave again?"
Ling Yun's clear eyes flashed with a twinkling look, "Thank you, aunt!"
Princess Chang Qing sighed: "Zhichao, I don't know why, but from the first time my aunt saw you, she had an unusual feeling. She just felt that she was very kind and liked you..."
Ling Yun's heart throbbed unconsciously. He slowly raised his head and looked at Princess Changqing silently, with tiny waves seeming to flash in his eyes.
He was thinking in his mind: Could this beautiful, noble, graceful and elegant lady in front of him really be his biological mother?
At that moment, he suddenly felt an unusual feeling. I feel that the person in front of me is so far away and strange; yet so kind and familiar...
Is this the legendary "mother and son are connected, the nature of father and son"? Are family ties and blood ties really so insurmountable?
