Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

Gradually, Xu Linghe handed over all the government affairs in the court to Xu Muqing, and he rarely appeared in front of people again.

He will only show up when there are doubts in the court.

No one knew what Xu Linghe was thinking.

Even Rong Anjia, who had followed Xu Linghe all his life, was confused about this. He just...

Thinking of the first time he met the white-haired immortal at the foot of the mountain, the look in his eyes that the current His Majesty and the former Crown Prince looked at him was still fresh in his memory.

Why bother?

You know you can't do it, but you still want to do it.

Before his death, he advised his descendants to remain steadfast royalists no matter what happened in the court, and even asked them to swear a poisonous oath.

This is not just because he is loyal and patriotic.

and also……

He is aware of His Majesty's temperament, and no one can comment on the decisions he makes. Even if the result will cause turmoil in the Jiangling royal family, he will not allow others to disobey him.

Maybe only that one person can do it.

Upon hearing the news of Rong Anjia's death, Xu Linghe, who had not been out of the palace for a long time, looked at the person beside him: "Can you accompany me for a walk outside the palace? A Li."

This title had stirred up in his heart countless times, but Xu Linghe never shouted it out.

He doesn't have much time left to live now, so why not be as willful as he wants?

He had even thought of a joking response that would allow him to shout such a title.

but--

Qin Yili didn't react much and just walked towards him.

Xu Linghe: "..."

I think he thinks too much.

To him, Qin Yili and Ali were just constraints given to him by others, and there was no difference between the names he had struggled with for several years.

The slender fingers as white as jade interlocked with the wrinkled and thin palm.

Xu Linghe looked at him blankly.

Qin Yili looked coldly: "Let's go."

"..."

He held his hand and walked out of the palace door.

It remains the same as it was sixty years ago.

Xu Linghe suddenly laughed.

"Ah."

It was the autumnal equinox, and there were many fallen leaves falling outside. Xu Linghe raised his hand with great effort to pluck the fallen leaves from Qin Yili's hair.

Such a familiar scene made him laugh unconsciously.

"Ali."

"Ah."

"Ali."

"Huh?" There was a slight doubt in the cold voice.

Xu Linghe's eyebrows and eyes became warm, and in a daze, he felt as if he had returned to sixty years ago. The things he didn't dare to say or do at that time were all said at this moment: "I like you."

"Ah."

"I like it very much. I like it more than I imagined."

Those words that were hesitant and shy when I was young are spoken now, as if all the burdens in my heart have been lifted away.

Not the same.

In the past, when a child said this, he would have a very complicated smell about him, but now when he says this, he has a kind of twilight aura that only people who are about to die have.

he does not like.

"Do you want to live?"

Xu Linghe, who didn't expect that he would ask again, had a frown on his face, but then he showed a warm smile: "I don't want to."

Qin Yili: "..."

The tight feeling in his chest made him very unhappy.

But he didn't understand the feeling.

He just...

Don't like the child's answer.

Why don't you want to live?

Xu Linghe seemed to realize that he was not satisfied with his answer, and he frowned in embarrassment the whole time, but he was reluctant to give an answer that would satisfy him.

For the first time in years, the two broke up on bad terms.

Qin Yili went straight back to the mountain where he had not been for a long time.

He came to the waterfall. The crane from back then had been buried between heaven and earth. The only thing that remained unchanged was that the stream was still clear and translucent.

Xu Linghe mistakenly thought he was looking at a white crane, but in fact no one knew that there was a soul behind the waterfall that imprisoned him in Jiangling.

The reason why he is here every day is because he cannot leave for a day, and the old monk's soul cannot dissipate for a day.

Qin Yili waved away the waterfall and flew into the air.

There is a cave at the deepest part of the waterfall.

There are Buddhist scriptures that have been turned over countless times, and the walls are full of Buddhist sayings. In the middle of the cave, sitting cross-legged, is an old monk wearing gray and white Buddhist robes.

However, his body is transparent at this moment.

His figure was also drifting precariously.

This is a sign of imminent loss of life.

The tightly closed eyes opened, and those eyes that seemed to contain thousands of loving eyes could directly hit the softest part of a person's soul: "You're here."

Qin Yili: "..."

"Has the person who taught you how to understand true love in the world appeared?"

Qin Yili: "..."

The old monk didn't mind his silence, but instead had a faint warm smile on his lips: "I can feel that most of the restrictions on your body have been removed, why don't you do something to me?"

Qin Yili slowly opened his eyes, with an obvious confusion in his unusual pupils: "Old monk, don't you ask me how the people in Jiangling are doing?"

When he was imprisoned, he once said that he would kill all the tens of millions of people in Jiangling.

"Whether it's a blessing or a disaster is beyond the control of my remnant soul." The old monk clasped his hands together and made a Buddhist verse.

"If you hadn't forced me to stay in Jiangling, you wouldn't be in this situation. It's not difficult to become a Buddha with your understanding and practice."

"I've been thinking about it for thousands of years, but I still don't understand why you want to attack me?"

He only used human malice and did not take action against anyone. Moreover, after following the old monk for ten years, he had room for dealing with heinous people, but when he attacked him, he was violent and resolute.

"This is my cause and your result. Everything has been settled."

The old monk looked at him gently: "Are you looking for me today to answer your questions?"

"..."

It was obviously him who caused him to be imprisoned in Jiangling for these thousands of years, but Qin Yili couldn't think of anyone who could help him solve his doubts.

"why?"

"Why doesn't he want to live?"

He asked the question sincerely.

The old monk sighed after hearing this.

Jiangling should have been destroyed thousands of years ago. It was his vain attempt to defy heaven and keep him in Jiangling, which prevented all life from being destroyed.

He should have lost his soul because of his defiance, but for some reason, Qin Yili forced him to leave a trace of his soul behind.

When he appeared in front of him, the old monk thought that Jiangling had turned into hell on earth. He did not expect that the problem that he could not solve a thousand years ago would be solved so easily.

"Don't you know?"

There was not much expression on Qin Yili's face when he was asked this question, but his cold eyes had informed the old monk. If he had known, would he still ask like this?

The old monk asked again: "Do you really not know?"

Should he know?

Qin Yili followed the old monk's words and searched through his memory, and all the memories about Xu Linghe flashed before his eyes.

His like.

His pain.

his……

Reluctant to give up?