I know I was wrong

The wheels rolled up the side road, pressing two rows of tracks on the foot-thick snow.

The carriage at the Princess Mansion was unimpeded all the way, the groom looked up at the gradually darkening sky, lashed the horse's back a few times, and went straight to the gate of Beijing.

Seeing Zhuo Ling leaving the capital, the gatekeeper couldn't help being curious: "Where is the princess going?"

"I heard that we are going to northern Xinjiang."

"Why do you have to go to northern Xinjiang on such a day, it's so cold there! What's more, the sixth prince's first seven days are not over yet."

The official pondered for a while, trying to figure out Zhuo Ling's thoughts: "Perhaps the princess is in too much pain. It's good to go to northern Xinjiang to relax. Speaking of which, the capital city is indeed too dead recently. I heard that the first On the sixth day, the former commander of the Red Lotus Division also died in prison."

"It's almost curfew, close the city gate, it's so cold tonight, I'm afraid no one will come."

The two of them scalded a jug of hot wine, and the jug touched the jug. Before they had time to drink, they saw a fast horse galloping from afar.

Dressed in black, covered in white.

The visitor came with a black cloak and silver sword, a lotus pattern on the chest sleeve, and a jade pendant in the shape of a lotus hanging from his waist. He reined in his horse and said, "Open the door."

It was Xu Yan, the newly promoted commander of the Red Lotus Division.

There is already a curfew, and it is reasonable to not allow the door to be opened again, but the two of them glanced at each other, thinking that the people of Hongliansi are not easy to mess with.At that time, Xue Cuo was so powerful that no one in Beijing dared to touch his brows. It was said that the generals he trained had plotted against him and replaced him.Xue Cuo's death in prison is enough to show this person's methods.

So the two opened the city gate with flattery on their faces: "The younger one saw that the princess had just left, and it was snowing all over the sky. I thought no one would come, so I decided to close the city gate. I missed the commander. I'm sorry."

With a thought in his mind, Xu Yan asked, "The princess just left?—Which direction did she go?"

The official pointed to the north.

"Drive—" Xu Yan rode his horse and galloped past.

The two looked at each other, closed the city gate, rubbed their hands together, and the white mist they exhaled quickly disappeared in the snowy night.

The snow this night was heavier than the previous two days, and the wind knives were wrapped in ice particles and cut people's faces piece by piece. Under the night, it was impossible to tell whether the face was dripping with snow or blood.

Xu Yan rode his horse vigorously, his knuckles were cut bloodshot by the wind, but he didn't seem to feel the cold pain at all, and finally caught up with Zhuo Ling's car.

With complicated feelings, he couldn't help shouting loudly: "Princess!"

He just yelled from behind, Zhuo Ling was startled, thinking that Yan Qing had repented, and couldn't help being a little angry.

Unexpectedly, Xu Yan didn't come here for Yan Qing, but he rode his horse in the middle of the night for Zhuo Ling.

"What does Commander mean?" Zhuo Ling got out of the car, her phoenix eyes lightly glanced at him, and her eyes returned to the car.

Xu Yan was stunned.

He didn't know what he meant either.

On such a snowy night, everything is cold, even Zhuo Ling's eyes were cold when he glanced at him, but his heart was boiling hot.

"I'm here... I'm here to escort the princess out of Beijing."

Only then did Zhuo Ling heave a sigh of relief, and began to re-examine this person.

Zhuo Ling is so transparent, seeing this man's fiery eyes staring at him eagerly, it means that he knows what he thinks about him.

She got into the carriage again, "No, please go back."

The voice was colder than this snowy night, she ordered the coachman to start again, without looking at Xu Yan from the beginning to the end.

In the boundless and heavy snow, Xu Yan stood in the snow, his clothes covered in white.

The hot heart was drenched by Zhuo Ling's cold tone.

He smiled wryly, it was his own fault.

As soon as Zhuo Ling returned to the carriage, the person who had been dozing off in the carriage immediately opened his eyes, his eyes fluttered, his brows were full, "Sister is so charming, even the newly promoted commander is fascinated by you."

Zhuo Ling glanced at him, and asked the rejuvenation doctor who was checking his pulse, "Can I throw him away now?"

Xue Cuo immediately stretched out his hand to block Yan Shirong: "No."

Xue Cuo's scapula hadn't healed yet, and when he stretched out his hand, the movement was too big, and the injury was pulling the injury. The rejuvenation doctor exclaimed: "Ah! My medicine is useless!"

Zhuo Ling rubbed her temples, it was really a worry, she brought people out of the prison one by one in vain, and even stole a miracle doctor of rejuvenation, but the two of them couldn't finish talking, but they didn't talk about it. Her elder sister took it seriously.

Thinking of the night on the sixth day of November, Zhuo Ling was still terrified.

At that time, she had just returned to the capital from the palace, and before the princess mansion returned, she heard that the sixth prince's mansion was flooded and Yan Shirong was burned to death inside.She cried out loudly, Yan Qing sent someone to take her into the palace, she hugged a piece of burnt wood and wailed loudly, saying that it was her Xiaoliu.

Yan Qing rubbed the center of his brows, pointed to the unconscious man on the couch, and said, "He's not dead."

Only then did Zhuo Ling understand the ins and outs of the incident, and she immediately felt that her elder sister had failed so much, that she didn't even know that the two brothers had been fighting each other for more than ten years.

Yan Qing sighed wearily, "Forget it, if you send them to northern Xinjiang, I won't see them again for the rest of my life."

Zhuo Ling was stunned, seeing Yan Qing pick up the jade talisman on the ground, step by step desolately and desolately walked up to the dragon chair, and heard him laugh suddenly, followed by a deep sigh.

Before leaving the palace, Yan Qing gave the token to Zhuo Ling, asking her to leave as soon as possible.

Yan Qing closed his eyes and said softly: "You send them away, you don't have to tell them that I am helping them."

Since he has determined in his heart that you are a bad person, then nothing you can do will help.

Zhuo Ling paused, but didn't look back: "If you had earlier—"

"Pingwang." Yan Qing interrupted Zhuo Ling, "Send the princess away from the palace."

Zhuo Ling sighed, but finally couldn't bear it and turned her head.The hall door closed slowly, and Yan Qing's expressionless face was gradually blocked in the hall.

The vast and resplendent hall looks cold and lonely.

When Pingwang came back, he saw a plate of Yunpian Cake on the table, Yan Qing didn't take a bite, staring at the entrance of the hall with vain eyes, without a fixed place.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

Pingwang walked to Yan Qing's side, and he came back to his senses after calling out twice: "Your Majesty, the princess has taken away the genius doctor Huichun."

"Okay...okay." Yan Qing nodded, rubbing the center of his brows wearily.

Pingwang sighed: "Your majesty, you and the prince are not like this. Why do you take everything on yourself?"

Yan Qing coldly swept his eyes and looked up, with a warning in his eyes: "What do you know?"

"What I said is not pleasant to you, why do you admit that it wasn't what you did? At least... at least you didn't overthrow the Xue family. At that time, because you were afraid that the prince would be sad, you went to the Anmin Palace to beg the late emperor, the palace served by the Anmin Palace. Everyone saw it, but the late Emperor was furious and insisted on—"

"Pingwang!" Yan Qing patted the table, "You are becoming more and more courageous."

Pingwang knelt down quickly, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason.

Yan Qing sighed: "Forget it, you step back."

Ping Wang raised his head, hesitant.

Yan Qing got up, looked at the snow falling under the black curtain, and said softly: "If you only hate me, he will be much happier."

Pingwang looked at Yan Qing's lonely back in front of the window, tears welled up in his eyes, and secretly wiped them away with his sleeve.

At dawn, the carriage stopped at the post station, the princess went to buy clothes, and the rejuvenating doctor treated the sick.

Yan Shirong was an old patient of the rejuvenation doctor, and he was fed a small pill every day, and said that he would wait until July 49 to see the effect on his body.

As soon as Yan Shirong's spirit recovered, he began to talk nonsense: "Do you make alchemy?"

The rejuvenating doctor waved his sleeves: "It's dead, it's dead."

"Why are you so angry now?"

"You are no longer a prince, so I will lose my temper."

Yan Shirong looked at Xue Cuo, silently making lips: the world is hot and cold, and human feelings are warm and cold.

The genius doctor of Huichun blew his whistle: "Don't look at him, he is waiting for me to treat him." Then he changed Xue Cuo's dressing neatly three times and two times: "This injury can't be cured at all. , the big hole in the chest is like a blood hole, and it can't be blocked. But if you meet this genius doctor, you can be regarded as a lucky person with a natural appearance."

Xue Cuo embraced Yan Shirong and couldn't help laughing: "Then I would like to thank the miracle doctor."

Seeing that the two of them are like glue, the genius doctor Huichun couldn't help but tell him: "You two don't have sex at night, you should take it easy before your injuries heal, you know?" I don’t want to cure your poison and your buttocks again.”

... The genius doctor of rejuvenation was finally kicked out of the station by Yan Shirong screaming.

The good medicine tastes bitter, and the honest words are hard to hear. The genius doctor of rejuvenation flicked his sleeves and entered the tavern. Today, let's indulge and be chic.

It's just that he didn't know that after he left for a long time, Yan Shirong and Xue Cuo still had a burning face, eyes watching nose, nose watching heart, neither of them was embarrassed to speak.

In the end, it was Xue Cuo who was two years older, and he was the first to speak: "I heard...we are going to northern Xinjiang."

Well, you shouldn't expect anything from him, it's as if you didn't say anything.

Yan Shirong nodded and reminded: "Yes, it is the place where Wu Xiao guarded back then."

Please don't leave any pot unopened, can you carry which pot? ? ?

The corners of Xue Cuo's mouth turned up slightly: "It's snowing there all the year round, and it's magnificent. You have to say that sentence to me every year when it's snowing."

"Which one?"

"I have a crush on you."

Lied by Xue Cuo's words, Yan Shirong was so happy that he almost lost his mind and laughed, suddenly felt that he should be more mature in front of him, so he coughed lightly and said, "I have something to ask you."

Xue Cuo looked at him.

"Did you take the red thread away on the night of Qixi Festival?"

When it comes to the night of Qixi Festival, Xue Cuo's face is still a little burning, but he is used to a cold face, even if his face is hot, he remains calm.

"Yes."

"I just said I haven't found it after searching for so long!"

"How do you do when you find it?"

"Naturally, tie your hands again."

"Then next year's Qixi Festival, we will tie it up again."

Yan Shirong couldn't help laughing out loud.

Xue Cuo shook his hand, "Do you know what it means to pull the red thread?"

"Connecting lines and holding hands means that I am willing to walk with you on this journey." Yan Shirong looked at him, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the red cinnabar was flamboyant on his forehead, "Xue Cuo, I am willing to walk with you all my life." All go with you."

"—I love you." Yan Shirong didn't feel ashamed when he said such straightforward words, looked up at Xue Cuo, and repeated: "I love you..."

Xue Cuo laughed softly, and the two looked side by side at the thousand piles of snow in front of the court.

Yan Shirong held Xue Cuo's hand tightly, opened his lips, and said with a smile: "Xue Cuo, I want to marry you."

Xue Cuo couldn't help laughing, leaned over and pulled him into his arms, his thin lips fell between his brows: "Then marry me."

The sky and the earth are boundless, and white flowers fall in the courtyard, which can be regarded as a pair of white heads.

The author has something to say: Hey, this is the end of the main text of "The King Knows My Mistakes". Thank you for the company of so many little ones over the past month. I really really appreciate it.

It's too uncomfortable to post on a single machine, but fortunately there are you!

I actually recorded every bubbling baby in my hand account. I don’t know why, but I just want to write it down. Maybe the author who hit the street is so sentimental and worried about gains and losses.I will read the comments again and again, and when I feel disgusted with myself, I see everyone’s encouragement and silently swear in my heart, "I must write hard to write crispy duck literature"!

And I also want to thank the editor for giving the list, although she can't see it, but Liu'er, you have to remember it! (hhhhhhhhhhh)

This article has a lot of shortcomings, I know it, and I am very touched that everyone is really good, sometimes you can’t eat sugar in a chapter, and you are willing to leave me a comment, and I will score 2333

Tomorrow there will be a real sugar episode, about Yan Shirong and Xue Cuo taking a bath (what the hell), and then I have prepared three episodes one after another. It should take a few days to write and publish, and let me prepare.The little prince has clamored to marry Xue Cuo so many times, my mother must let him get what he wants, and initially set the wedding in a brothel.

Then everyone can also comment on the memes, I will try my best to arrange what you want to see, and put it in the wedding extravaganza or the post-marriage extravaganza. (Empty glove stems are okay?)

If you want to repeat comments in a chapter, you can give me a score of 0. If the comments with 2 points are cleared in the future, I will cry, cry, and tear my heart.

Well, I still want to ask for a wave of pre-acquisitions for the new article "Mutual Into Fan Ji", which is now in the entertainment industry, and you can see it by clicking on my author column.Gong, a game anchor with a girlish heart and a lot of talk, wonders if anyone will eat it (ask in a low voice, forget it if there is no one).I decided to write this for the next book, and I was very nervous when I wrote it for the first time!It should be published in November, and I have worked hard in the past two months.

Thanks to the little girl, wifi, the sound of the whistle, SCCCCCCherry, and the super fierce fat house water, so happy!

Thanks to Wang Ran, Hong Guang, Yin Zhihua, and the super fierce Dalei, it took a lot of money!

It really took a lot of money, and I deserve it. I feel that the things I wrote are not good enough, and each article must be better than the other.You have to keep your pocket money for a while and then buy articles to read. A thunder cast can be a few chapters of V articles. ! !

Alright, I've been beeping too much tonight, so that's it, everyone remember to wait for me!mwah!