Wanyanyong walked up the muddy mountain road, not missing any corner. The torch in his hand changed again and again. He looked up and saw that there was not even a winter bird flying in the cold and silent jungle. There was only one. The green pines and cypresses that blocked out the clouds and the sun blocked the only bit of gray light.
He took a deep breath, and the green mist lingered in front of his eyes.
He was searching like crazy, so he leaned against the tree trunk, letting his tears wash his cheeks scratched by the branches and leaves. He looked into the sky and begged. Then he knelt down and spread his hands to pray: "Shaman Empress, a thousand years old! Believe me, please pray for Shaman Empress' blessing." My wife and children are safe and sound, believers are willing to take this despicable life just to keep their wives and children safe!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter next to him opened his eyes wide, and hurriedly ran to help him up: "Your Majesty, you can't do this! It's taboo, you can't say such things!"
"Yes! Your Majesty! You are the younger brother of the King!"
"Your Majesty, you can't do this!"
Wan Yanyong pushed their hands away and kowtowed again and again.
Standing up, he wiped away his tears, took the torch and continued searching.
"Xiyi, you said it, those bandits don't seem to be here to seek wealth or death!"
Xiyi replied: "Yes, they tied me up and didn't hurt me. He said he would let me out at dawn." She thought for a while and then said: "I told him among them that my wife She was pregnant and hoped that he would let her go, so he was so frightened that he ran away like crazy, and he was never found in the end!"
"I'm scared when I hear that I'm pregnant. What's the point? It doesn't make sense!"
"So I guess that if he is so scared, he will definitely not hurt the lady... No, the lady will not be in any danger for her life. It is also possible that they will let her go, but she will not be able to find her back alone. Way to go!"
Wan Yanyong let out a long sigh: "It's the King's fault. He failed to protect their mother and son, causing her to suffer like this! It's the King who owes her."
With tears streaming down his face, he continued to shuttle through the mountains and forests, calling Qing Ya's name while searching.
At this time, the night came, the snow continued, and it was so elegant and cold that there was no way to go any further, so she found a clump of small vines and dead wood, got in, and took a nap for a while, then she heard someone calling her name.
"Qingya,...Qingya,"
"Qingya, madam,"
The voice was so soft and gentle, with a hint of warmth, which warmed her heart. Listening carefully again, the bright voice was getting closer and closer, as if it was coming to her side. She could clearly identify that it was her husband's urgent voice.
She was unable to answer, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up. She could only attract his attention by gently shaking the dead branches and stamping on the ground with her feet.
"Your Majesty! Look, there seems to be movement on the other side of the withered vine in front of you!" Qihou Rennai pointed.
But Zhang Jiyan's first thought was to protect him, so he summoned the waiting people to walk in front of him and carefully come forward to visit.
When Wan Yanyong saw the pink embroidered shoes, he frantically pushed aside the waiter's arms and ran forward, saying, "It's the lady, it's the lady!"
When he saw her, he couldn't be happy anymore, because the noble and elegant woman in the past had been tortured to the point of becoming inhumane.
In such pain, her hands still rested on her lower abdomen and never moved away.
Xiyi cried with joy and fell to her knees: "Madam, madam! I finally found you!"
Wan Yanyong burst into tears, and he gently lifted her messy hair: "Qingya, the lonely king is late! The lonely king is late, the lonely king will take you home!"
He took off his thick cloak and tried to put it on her shoulders, but was stopped by her hand. Then he pointed at his belly and said shakily: "Child!" He understood the meaning and wrapped the cloak around her belly. , upon seeing this, he also took off his own clothes and presented them to her, draping them on her body.
He held her in his arms and walked on the mountain road for half an hour before returning home.
That night in Hui Wan Garden, the courtyard was filled with servants and servant girls, and the house was filled with the masters, brothers and sisters of each garden. Even the arrogant servant San Xiang Ling was outside in the small pavilion. Lying on a charcoal stove covered with a heating cover, he reluctantly looked at his daughter Yujun who was playing in the snow next to him, and from time to time looked at the movement at the door.
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Wan Yanyong, the specially invited female doctor and several servant girls were treating Qing Ya's wounds in the tent.
Outside the tent were several male imperial doctors, discussing how to prescribe medicine and reporting the situation to Imperial Concubine Mingxuan.
Zhang Jiyan and Xiyi were on the veranda outside the house and were investigating the matter thoroughly.
He only said to one person in charge: "Take all the guards and go from house to house to find out all the people who went to Yuanhong Temple Mountain today. Ask them one by one where they are going and why. If there are any suspicious people, arrest them immediately for trial."
Xiyi added: "These people are not village bandits, but villagers. I looked at the people who kidnapped me. They were strong and strong, with farmer's calluses on their hands and mud between their fingers, as if they had been injured by someone. Hired farmers."
Just nodded: "Okay, let's start from the outskirts of the village!"
Everyone mobilized to serve the returning master, as if the left-behind mansion was restored to life overnight.
Wan Yanyong stayed by the bedside and saw with his own eyes the various wounds on her body. He supported her slightly bulging belly and listened to several doctors personally saying that she and the baby in her belly were safe and sound. They just suffered some shock and injuries and needed to be healed. He had to rest slowly before he could feel at ease. He washed his face carelessly and sat on the edge of the bed again.
"Retreat, okay, rest. From today on, no one is allowed to disturb the lady. The number of people serving the lady will be doubled. You must choose someone who is careful and quick in doing things."
Then he said to several female doctors: "Those of you who served the imperial concubine before will continue to serve her. The others will take turns to stay by Madam Li's side day and night. They must take pulse every day and report to me. Some other ladies and brothers will Sister, it will be fine if you have a doctor!"
He caressed her belly carefully, half-pursing the corners of his lips: "This is my first pregnancy, and a female doctor is better than a male doctor."
Everyone agreed and went about their business.
Although Wan Yanyong was happy to be a father again, he was still anxious when he saw her unconscious. He stayed by the bed all night long, and no matter how much the imperial concubine persuaded him, he refused to go back to rest.
Near dawn, she woke up, opened her weak eyes, retracted her right hand from Wan Yanyong's palm, and immediately touched her lower abdomen subconsciously to see if she could feel the presence of the child.
Wan Yanyong woke up and covered her with the quilt gently: "Qingya, it's okay. You and the baby are both fine. Our baby is still there, still there!" He brushed her wet hair.
Somehow, she looked at him, her eyes red, but she leaned forward tremblingly.
"Qingya, it's King Gu's fault. King Gu will never let you leave me even an inch. I've already sent people to burn that and Li Shu. You stay, stay with me!"
Only to hear her say lightly: "Does your Majesty know what "Pai Xi" is?" "
Wanyan was stunned for a long time before she remembered the custom of "Pai Xi". How could she, who was well-read in poetry and books, not know that the chakra she received today was the backward custom of "Pai Xi". This method is The husband's family hired people to beat the infertile bride with sticks for three or four years until she could no longer walk. If she met a woman with poor health, she would die under the sticks, and Li Qingya became the king in the fourth and fifth years. I have not had a son and a half for many years, and now I am suffering this torture. Doesn’t it just confirm this statement? .c
Li Qingya almost lost her life. Although she was lucky enough to survive, her body was covered in scars without an inch of good skin.
Wanyanyong looked at her eyes covered with red tears, fear and haggard filled her face, and his heart felt like a crack. He gently brushed the broken hair on her temples and said slowly : "Qingya, this is a bandit..."
"I clearly understand what I have suffered. This is "Pai Xi"! ” She became more and more certain, with a hint of doubt.
"Madam, the lonely king will not do anything to harm you!" He held her hand again.
She looked at his clear eyes, then closed them and opened them again, with tears streaming down her face, and she said with a choked voice - "Then, who else could it be? Apart from him?"
She looked at him, and he understood who she was referring to.
Thinking about it again, Xiyi mentioned the reactions of the young men. Isn't this Li Shi's attempt to make Qingya pregnant by "making happy", and the people under his command heard that Qingya was already pregnant?
Are you afraid of losing your head and running away in panic?
Wan Yanyong's originally peaceful heart began to become turbulent. After a pause, he became angry and called the waiter: "Come, go to my uncle's house and ask your uncle to come up. The lonely king has important matters to discuss with him!"
His tone was heavy, as if he had a huge anger in his chest, ready to be unleashed. His face turned red and his fists were clenched tightly.
After saying that, he opened the curtain and came out, gave several instructions to the imperial concubine, and asked her to take good care of Qingya who was in pain, and then he went to Li's house.
When he walked to the corridor, he saw Pu Sanxiang Ling, who was lying on the stove mantle, stood up and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please rest for a while! I will help you to rest! I want to hear you tell her about the world. Talk about "confusion"! "
"The lonely king is busy with something urgent, please take Liu Yatou back first and get some rest early!"
"But Your Majesty, you promised yesterday..."
"But King Gu is busy with something, don't you know? Xiang Ling, now that you are so old, can you be more sensible! Madam Li is still seriously injured and lying on the bed!"
After hearing this, Pu Sanxiang Ling stood on the corridor in despair, complaining about something, cursing secretly and crying, and was helped back by the waiter.
Li Shi had known that Wanyan Yong would come to look for him after learning the truth. He straightened his clothes early and sat on a high chair in the main hall, sipping a cup of tea. He also had a cup ready beside him.
When Wan Yanyong came with a strong momentum, he turned away from the warm curtain and entered the door. He stood at the door and looked at the old man opposite the empty hall. He never turned his eyes elsewhere, but fixed them on Li Shi. .
Li Shi suddenly laughed: "Lu'er, you're here! Come sit down and have a cup of tea!"
