In the courtyard of Zhaoyin Mountain Residence, Princess Huanyu and her seven-year-old son Tianci were anxiously waiting for the news of Lian's nephew "rescuing" Ling Yun in the inner room. In nervous anticipation, the closed room The door finally creaked open.
Huan Yu turned around hurriedly and saw Lian Xiezhong and Lian Nanchun walking out with gloomy faces; followed by Lian Xiezhong's apprentice Bao'er, carrying medicine containers and other items in his hands.
Huan Yu came forward in panic, with a forced smile on his face, "You guys finally came out. I was so anxious the whole time I was waiting here! By the way, Zhichao... how is he?... "
"Sai Zhongjing" seemed to have not heard Princess Huanyu's question in the training pavilion. He kept his usual cold expression and walked forward on his own.
Princess Huanyu couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she stepped forward to talk to him excitedly, but was dismissed as nothing. She bit her lips lightly and said, "Senior——"
Lian Xie's face was expressionless, and his voice was still cold and indifferent to emotions, "Senior, I don't dare to take the word "senior" seriously. You are a majestic prince and princess, with golden branches and jade leaves; but I am just a commoner, humble and humble, and how can I do it? You deserve to be called a senior, wouldn’t it be a shame to kill me?”
Huan Yu wanted to say something more, but Lian Paizhong gave a cool snort and walked away; Bao'er followed hurriedly behind him.
Huan Yu stood there in the sun, her face turning red and white in turns, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
Lian Nanchun looked at Huanyu's confused expression with cold eyes and followed his aunt without saying a word.
"Sister Lian..." Although she was extremely embarrassed, Huan Yu still said this sentence subconsciously.
"Don't call me Sister Lian, I can't reach a level like you, a princess princess with such a distinguished status." Lian Nanchun stopped and spoke coldly.
"..." Huanyu's expression was sly.
Lian Nanchun glanced at her coldly, with undisguised boredom and disgust in his eyes, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Huanyu took a deep breath to stop herself from being too overwhelmed, "Can you tell me, Zhichao... how is he doing now..."
Lian Nanchun curled his lips, "I can't die now; but if Princess Huanyu keeps thinking about you like this all day long, it's hard to say what will happen in the future!"
The corners of Huanyu's mouth twitched, and her expression changed from natural to extremely unnatural.
Lian Nanchun forcibly suppressed the angry blood rushing in his chest, "Princess, it's been so many years, you and he have been cut off and have nothing to do with each other anymore - I beg you, please let him go and let me go. !”
"I..." Huanyu's face froze.
Lian Nanchun didn't seem to care about her embarrassed expression at all, and continued to say reluctantly: "Zhao Huanyu, do you know that you almost killed him this time!"
"Actually, I...I have no choice but to do so!" Huanyu muttered.
"What's the last resort? I think you're seeking your own death!" Lian Nanchun took over her topic without any explanation.
"not like this……"
"Isn't that true? Don't you admit it until now?" Lian Nanchun sneered, his tone aggressive, "You clearly know that the Ouchi Palace is filled with murderous intent and dangers, you clearly know that Li Ruiyun is cunning and extremely difficult to deal with, you clearly know You know that you are just a weak woman and can't kill Li Ruiyun at all - but even so, you still want to go, what do you mean if you don't seek death?"
Faced with Lian Nanchun's merciless accusation, Princess Huanyu felt full of grievances and gave her feeble explanation with tears, "That thief Li Ruiyun killed my closest relatives, causing my family to be destroyed, and my mother and son to be separated; I feel sorry for him." He hated him deeply and wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood, so I sneaked into the palace to assassinate him! And from the moment I stepped into the palace, I made up my mind to die with him..."
Lian Nanchun squinted at her, humming with a hint of a smile, "If you want to die with him, then just kill him; or if you can't kill him, just die calmly - but why did you name him again?" If you ask Zhichao to go all alone and go deep into the tiger's den to come to the Ouchi Palace to save you, aren't you making it clear that you want him to die?..."
"I..." Huanyu's eyes were stained with moisture, and tears fell down her white cheeks, "I didn't expect it to be like that later. Li Ruiyun threatened me that if Zhichao didn't come, they would... they They just take turns humiliating me... To be honest, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of those abuses that would be worse than death!..."
Lian Nanchun stared at the person in front of him, his eyes full of deep-seated resentment, "Okay, stop explaining to me in a long way. In short, you are too thoughtless and underestimate them. How cruel! Fortunately Zhichao was able to rescue you smoothly this time, and fortunately nothing serious happened to him - otherwise, if he was involved in any problems because of you, Zhao Huanyu, I will never forgive you in this life. !”
The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and her cheeks turned crimson from the extreme anger; she stamped her feet angrily, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute..." Even Huanyu herself didn't know why. She was so ashamed that she had been snatched away for a long time, but she couldn't help but stop her.
——Is this princess prone to masochism? You've already been scolded for this, and you're still telling me to stop?
Lian Nanchun rolled his eyes and stopped, "Is there anything else, Princess?"
Huanyu pursed her lips tightly, her voice dry and hoarse, "Do you still... hate me for those things in the past?..."
Lian Nanchun looked at her, feeling as if a thousand-jin stone was weighing on his heart, and his whole body ached because he couldn't break free. She didn't speak for a long time, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few difficult words through her teeth, "What do you think?"
Huanyu seemed to be in a frozen lake, trying to cut a small opening to let herself in, and her heart began to break a little bit, "I'm sorry..."
Lian Nanchun's chest rose and fell, his eyes full of resentment, "Humph, I'm sorry? Is sorry useful? Aunt Xuanzhong, Master Pingming, Li Gang, Jiang Chun, Miss Lu, and me and Zhichao... How painful and painful was the situation at that time? How miserable, Zhao Huanyu, you haven't forgotten it, have you? If anyone can end it all with just one sentence of sorry, then the pain that he and I endured in the first place would be an understatement, right?"
"Sister Lian..." Huanyu's throat trembled like a sob, and she began to sob.
"Zhao Huanyu, let me reiterate, don't call me sister Lian again!" Lian Nanchun's face was cold, and a sharp cold light seemed to flash in his eyes, "From beginning to end, I will never forget the hatred and pain; when the time comes, Today, the reason why I support him to save you is just to prevent him from being too embarrassed - because after all, he failed you before, and you and him have been husband and wife for so many years..."
"..." Huanyu's body shook unconsciously and her whole body tensed up.
"Also, it's just for this poor child." As he spoke, Lian Nanchun lowered his head and looked at He Tianci, who was leaning tightly against his mother and shivering all over. There was a soft warmth in his cold eyes, " This child has lost his father and I really don’t want him to...become an orphan."
After saying that, she turned around and walked away, leaving no chance for her to repent or defend herself, only leaving her with a lonely and determined figure.
Huanyu knelt on the ground in embarrassment, holding her chest tightly with both hands, and cried uncontrollably. The unhappiness, helplessness, collapse, and sadness that had been accumulated all this time finally burst out at this moment.
His son He Tianci stood aside blankly, looking at his mother crying, his face turned white with fear, and he also started crying.
In the courtyard of Zhaoyin Mountain Residence, a bewildered mother and son burst into tears.
In the room, Ling Yun was only wearing middle coat, leaning on the bed weakly and exhausted. Listening to the sad and helpless cries of the poor mother and son outside, an unspeakable pain shone in his eyes.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there seemed to be a layer of mist floating in his eyes.
"Yancui." He turned around and summoned the confidant maid who was waiting on him.
"My servant is here." Yan Cui hurriedly stepped forward, lowered her hands and said respectfully, "I wonder what the eldest master's orders are?"
Ling Yun said: "Please go and invite the princess in. I have something to say to her."...
