Juntian University Chronicle

Coming out of Zhongkunyi's mansion, it was already the third watch, and the young servant from the own executive mansion came to pick him up with a lantern.

Murongli still hadn't fallen asleep yet, seeing Zhiming returning, he hurriedly ordered the servant to bring hot water to wash him up.

"Zhong Kunyi is a good minister, but not a good friend." Zhi Ming said with emotion.

Murong Li smiled and asked: "Could it be that Mr. Zhong made things difficult for you?"

Zhi Ming put a warm towel on his face, and said for a while, "That's not true, but I don't think it's worthwhile for Gongsun Qian and Mr. Ling."

"Everyone has fate, Master Zhong also has his helplessness."

"That being said, in his mind, that position of power really weighs more than others."

Murong Li shook his head and took off his coat for him.

"The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty are useless, but they want the fans to make peace. Send this life to the country, and when will you return to the West." Zhi Ming murmured.

"What is this?" Murong Li couldn't help asking.

"Brother Zhong said that what he read today was a folk poem."

Murong Li repeated himself secretly, and said: "It seems that the people also have some criticisms about this matter."

"It's just that it's too late to say anything now, so what if there is dissatisfaction, but after the Spring Festival, the king of Xisu will take the princess back." Zhi Ming smiled wryly.

"My lord, don't think too much." Murong Li sighed, put his robe on the hanger for him, and persuaded him, "Let's rest earlier."

"En." Zhi Ming responded, but suddenly thought of something, and called to Murong Li who was about to open the door to go out: "A Li, my mother and father will come to Juntian City soon."

Murong Li paused, turned around and said with a smile: "I see."

It was windy and rainy tonight, and only one shadow lamp was lit in Nuanyu Hall, illuminating the inside of the hall.

Ling Guang propped his chin with one hand, staring at the dark night outside the window in a daze.

Most of the wound on his wrist has recovered, only a light-colored mark remains.

The rain outside the window was like weaving, but it hit the banana leaf like weeping, and the glare of the mausoleum was also secretly sad.

"Princess," Ziyun came in with a bowl of bird's nest, leaned forward and whispered, "Lord Gongsun is here again."

Ling Guang let out an "ah" and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but then he held back and only held on to the book in hand, saying, "Tell him to go back quickly."

Ziyun hesitated for a while, but still persuaded: "Master Gongsun stays outside the palace every night, and he has to deal with official business during the day, even if he is hardened, he can't stand it. Since the princess has him in her heart, why don't you make it clear..."

Ling Guang stretched out his hand to interrupt him, and said quietly: "What else can we say now? You bring two guards, and even if you do, carry him out of the palace."

Seeing Ling Guang's resolute expression, Ziyun sighed softly and led her out.

Ling Guang caressed his chest, how could he bear to see Gongsun Qian like this, it was just that he was confused that day, but fortunately Gongsun Qian was determined, it can be seen that he knew better than himself, why bother now.

Just as she was thinking about it, suddenly Ziyun ran in in a panic, and said anxiously: "Princess, it's bad, Mr. Gongsun fainted in the rain."

"What?" Hearing this, Ling Guang didn't care about anything else, he hurriedly got up and ran out of the hall with Ziyun.

I saw a guard supporting Gongsun Qian and standing in the corridor. Gongsun Qian lowered his head, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the night.

"Take him to the East Nuan Pavilion quickly." Ling Guang hurriedly ordered, and ordered Ziyun to prepare some things to keep out the cold.

Gongsun Qian was lying on the couch, his face was pale, his eyes were black and blue, and even his lips were white.Seeing him like this, Ling Guang couldn't help holding his hand with distress, and said in a trembling voice: "Gongsun Qian, you are such a smart person, why are you so stupid now."

Ziyun brought someone to bring hot ginger soup, and after a while of fuss, she changed Gongsun Qian's soaked clothes into clean underwear.Ling Guang touched his forehead, but luckily he didn't feel hot.

Gongsun Qian had just vomited blood the day before yesterday, and his vitality was seriously injured. Ling Guang avoided him these days, and his parting was imminent. He was in pain, so he had to stay outside Nuanyu Hall every night, hoping to see Shang Ling Guang.After all this tossing, it rained again today, and finally lost consciousness after a whirlwind.

When he woke up, he vaguely saw Ling Guang sitting under the lamp.

He forced himself to sit up, looked at Ling Guang blankly, and said with some uncertainty: "Princess?"

"You're awake." Ling Guang came over and sat down on the head of his bed, wiped the corners of his eyes with a veil: "Why are you doing this, but doing this makes me feel uncomfortable."

"Guanger!" Ling Guang suddenly fell into a familiar embrace, and Gongsun Qian's body temperature spread to him through the thin underwear. He froze for a moment, then struggled: "Let go of me, Gongsun Qian It's crazy!"

Gongsun Qian didn't speak, but Ling Guang felt warm liquid dripping on his back.

Thinking of what it was, Ling Guang felt great pain in his heart, and suddenly lost the meaning of struggling.This person who is as bright as the wind and the moon, like the moon among the snow and clouds on the branches, but tonight, this small side hall is crying, I am afraid that he is already extremely sad.

"Just for a while..." Gongsun Qian's voice was hoarse, and he hugged Ling Guang tightly. Ling Guang was in pain, but he still bit his lip and didn't make a sound. If this would make him feel better, he could bear it. so what?

Outside the hall was the sound of rain, but inside the hall was silent.

I don't know how long it took before Gongsun Qian let go of Ling Guang, closed his eyes, cupped his hands and said, "Please forgive me for being rude."

"Gongsun Qian," Ling Guang pressed his saluting hand, and said softly, "Are you feeling better?"

Gongsun Qian shook his head, "I have suffered the pain of gouging out my heart a long time ago, and I am afraid it will never get better."

"Are you blaming me?" Ling Guang asked again.

Gongsun Qian sighed: "Why did you make such a decision without informing me?"

Ling Guang stood up, with a wry smile on his lips: "You have done enough for me, now is the best situation. At least I don't have to marry someone else, I'm still clean."

"Why are you so stupid?" Gongsun Qian took his arm: "It's just an identity, do you think that after going thousands of miles away, the King of Susu will let you go?"

"That's why I'm gambling," Ling Guang said quietly, "The King of Gamblers still has a bit of respect for me."

"What if you lose the bet?"

"I lost the bet..." Ling Guang paused for a moment, with tears in his eyes: "You just forget about me."

Gongsun Qian closed his eyes dejectedly, and said after a long while: "I thought that since God's will is so, it's better to persuade you to accept it, so that you can live a little easier, and we will get to know each other for a while. But until now, I Only then did I realize that I am so selfish, even though I know that the only way to accept this is the right way, but thinking of you marrying someone else, life is almost worse than death. The family motto of the Gongsun family teaches people to be a gentleman and observe the rituals of saints and sages. With the heart of helping the world, I do things of loyalty. I thought I had done it, but I didn't know that I was a first-class fool in this world, and I couldn't save myself or others."

Ling Guang's slender fingers pressed his lips, and tears rolled down: "Don't say it, don't say it anymore..." Isn't he heartbroken, Gongsun Qian, a gentleman who is as bright as the moon and the breeze, but for him So depressed.As the saying goes, a beauty is a disaster, so he is guilty of sin, causing injustice in the world.