when will i see you again

The starry sky in Yangzhou is still there at night, and there are dots of sparse stars hanging on the thick black sky, and the moonlight is everywhere, shining brightly.

In the past few days, Shen Qingjue was discussing matters with the governor of Yangzhou during the day, and put forward some plans and strategies against the Northern Wei Dynasty. At night, he would accompany Xie Bingyuan out, go shopping in the market, and go to the gate of the city to see the people coming and going, which was very pleasant.

The two were standing on the top of the building at the moment, and below was a very lively market, with lights everywhere, and the two stood side by side, as if they were on the Milky Way.

Xie Bingyuan's body suddenly felt cold, but before she started shivering, the chill disappeared quickly.

Shen Qingjue frowned, "Cold?"

Xie Bingyuan smiled and shook her head, "Maybe it's my illusion", and then she turned her eyes, "Look, rattle." There were dots of light in her eyes, which caught Shen Qingjue for a moment.

"When I was young, I had no father and no mother. The master used the rattle to coax me to sleep like this. If I woke up in the night, I had to listen to the rattle to fall asleep."

Shen Qingjue didn't answer, this was the first time Xie Bingyuan had formally told her about her master's story, so she just listened quietly.

"When I grow up a little bit, the master will stop teasing me with these things, but teach me to practice, read, play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It's strange to think about it, but I like singing operas because of the many skills the master taught me. This is also up to her, I like whatever the old man likes."

"The master likes my appearance very much, and often says that I look better than her. When I first appeared on the stage, I was famous in the capital, but the master forbids me to have more contact with the officials and eunuchs, let alone step into the waiting room."

"I didn't understand it when I was young. I thought she didn't like the turbidity of officials. Unfortunately, I... didn't know until later. That winter, the master got tuberculosis, and it got worse day by day. I went out to buy medicine that day, and when I came back... ...she's out of her mind."

Xie Bingyuan's face was normal, like an ordinary person. Besides, the old mother who had passed away for several years, "She said, the happiest time in my life was before entering the palace... with you, by the side of the master, you let me help you for the imperial concubine , I also...cough cough, now that I'm about to die, don't you want to take a look? You pushed me to the rebels, and you never...have you regretted it? Why don't you come to me? "

"It was only later that I found out that the master is the imperial concubine from the previous dynasty."

Shen Qingjue's expression was moved. Although that noble concubine was scolded as a beauty, but she also had a reflection when she was young. She was an extremely harmonious and gentle concubine, and her figure and appearance were even more outstanding. I heard that this noble concubine liked to listen to operas, and sometimes He also personally put on a costume to perform a scene of wit and beauty.Later, when the rebel army attacked the city, all the ministers and soldiers fled, but this concubine stood on the tower and refused to surrender.

All of this made Shen Qingjue greatly admired.

"Don't move, I'll go and come back."

Shen Qingjue leaned on the fence and jumped down. The jade white robe was blown away by the wind. She stood neatly in front of the rattle peddler, bought a rattle, walked up the stairs, and handed it to her with a smile.

Xie Bingyuan picked up the rattle, spun it twice, and was about to speak: "I..." But at dusk, a black-red liquid gushed out of his mouth, splashing on Shen Qingjue's white robe.

The young white-robed figure who was still discussing in the street was a man or a woman, and then they saw a scene that they will never forget.

Someone was wearing a white robe, holding a woman who looked like a fairy in his arms, and ran like crazy.

The governor's mansion was gloomy, and the whole city gathered together, taking turns kneeling to feel the pulse of the woman lying on the bed.

Lord Inspector sat dead on the edge of the bed, staring at the miracle doctor kneeling on the ground with unkind eyes. These doctors had no doubt that if they made a slight mistake, they would definitely be dragged out and beheaded.

Su Mu was worried, and after Shen Qingjue gave him the person, he went to the study alone.

"Snapped!"

There was a broken sound coming from the study next door, followed by a tinkling sound.

Shen Qingjue waved her hand again, and she swept the bottles and jars on the antique shelf to the ground with one hand. She gritted her teeth and panted violently, and kicked the antique shelf to pieces.

The hand was cut by some unknown fragments due to excessive force, and the blood flowed down the fingers, and it was hard for her to calm down the violent emotions in her heart.

As soon as they opened the door and walked in, the doctors only felt that this man was even more depressed than the governor. If they didn't dare to speak before, then now it means that they dare not take a breath.

Can't figure out who's coming.

"how is she."

But it is obvious that Lord Inspector obeyed his words.

"My son, madam... the body is poisonous, what I have learned all my life, I can only... temporarily suppress the poison for madam, if I want to detoxify... I need to blindly call Baichuan medicine... just..." Yangzhou The most famous old doctor in the city trembled.

"Just what?" Shen Qingjue raised his eyebrows impatiently, almost wanting to pry this man's mouth open.

"It's just that the toxins in Madam's body have spread...Even if you get Baichuan, it's still possible...to lose your sight."

After saying this, the atmosphere in the room became even colder, and all the doctors almost prostrated themselves.

Shen Qingjue's mind went blank, apparently he was stunned, and it took her a while to accept this fact. She couldn't hold back the breath in her chest, she covered her hands and coughed, and her palms were full of blood.

Xie Bingyuan didn't wake up all night, and Shen Qingjue sat up all night.

Until noon the next day, when she moved her hand in her hand, Shen Qingjue immediately sat upright, and saw Xie Bingyuan quietly opened his eyes.

It's just that the eyes are distracted.

"Where does it hurt?" Shen Qingjue asked her softly.

"Fortunately, where is this place, are there no lights?"

Shen Qingjue suddenly didn't know how to reply her, he just held her hand tightly.

Xie Bingyuan didn't speak, but she could feel the hot tears on the palm wrapped in warmth.

She suddenly hated, hated herself for being incompetent, hated herself for always being her burden, and even more hated the person who poisoned her!

Let her not read and write, let her not see the beautiful scenery, let her not see her!

"Am I... blind?"

Shen Qingjue didn't speak, but was about to grit his silver teeth.

"It's okay," Xie Bingyuan's tone was flat, and she didn't look like a person who had just lost her sight at all. "I've seen the most beautiful in the world. You cry like this, how can you still look like a general?"

"Help me up, I want to see if I can still write."

"Okay, I'll sharpen the ink for you."

She didn't tell her that there is actually a possibility. What you can see again is just that the hope is too slim. It's better not to tell her than to let her have thoughts and then be shattered.

Xie Bingyuan stood in front of the desk and waited quietly.

The light from outside slanted in and shone on her delicately carved face.

Shen Qingjue stood in front of her, grinding his head down.

The best ink and inkstone are ready, this is an action that almost a three-year-old child can easily complete.

So of course no one saw that Shen Qingjue's hand holding the inkstone was trembling all the time, and he could hardly hold the small inkstone several times. It took her a long time to complete the originally easy movement.

Those trembling hands didn't look like hers at all.

"Okay." Shen Qingjue turned around quickly, walked to the window, covered his mouth and cried quietly.

The calmer Xie Bingyuan was, the more pain she felt in her heart. Thinking about Ling Chi's execution, it should be nothing more than that.

After finally coaxing Xie Bingyuan back to sleep, Shen Qingjue walked to the desk, and just one glance broke her heart again.

The table was elegantly furnished, and on the rice paper spread out were three distorted words: Shen Qingjue, that was her name.

Outside the courtyard, the three people who heard the news stood side by side, black, red and green under the eaves, really beautiful.

The three of them saw her coming out with blood dripping from her hands and wrinkled clothes, and the more they looked at her, the more distressed she became.

"Qingjue, I have read the treasure books of the previous dynasty, and I know where Baichuan is."

Yuan Dingkun has learned a lot and learned a lot, so he just memorized this record.

"What?! Where!"

As long as it is not on the moon, she can get it.

Yuan Dingkun hesitated for a moment: "In Dongling."

Shen Qingjue hesitated for a moment, then turned and entered the door, followed by three people behind.

She didn't shy away, and began to take off her clothes with a rustle.

"The Eastern Tomb is a forbidden place in the former dynasty. You are the princess of the former dynasty. It is really treasonous to enter the mausoleum to take things. It disturbs the peace of the predecessors and betrays the ancestors. How can you go?"

Shen Qingjue's figure froze, almost collapsing.

"But what kind of person are you? Madam, what a strange woman, how can you stick to your prejudices because you stick to the rules? Saving Madam Baichuan is worthwhile, not to mention, if it weren't for your Dongling, which is already in dilapidated condition, general, please go immediately, I will be waiting for you here !"

Yuan Dingkun said softly from behind, in this way, Shen Qingjue's knot in his heart was completely untied.

Shen Qingjue laughed out loud for the first time: "Go!"

Mr. Hu Po breathed a sigh of relief, and slumped on the seat. Shen Qingjue's hostility had scared him enough before:

"Very good, very good, master, you can go at ease, save your temper, if you don't feel happy in the future, go to the Northern Wei Dynasty to slaughter a city or something, isn't that a crime?"

Shen Qingjue had already changed his clothes, and said expressionlessly: "Even if she recovers, I will kill the nine clans who poisoned her!"

The author has something to say: Discuss with the little angel whether it is better to be blind or paralyzed. The little angel said that it is good to be blind, good, so I chose to be blind.

(You guys don't hit me! I swear it's only for a short time! All the abuse is for better passion!)

Let me also say that Lord Shen's character design is not a good one, it is the kind of special protection of the weak and special wife and slave, if you hurt my wife, I will kill your whole family, this kind of vengeful character.And the attack in the next book of the entertainment industry is also set in this way, ah, I really want to be attacked by such a person Σ(|||▽|||)

(Enough! Get out!)