Huaigui

There was a sound of spring thunder outside the window, and the sky was shocked, and the increasing rain washed away the beauty inside and outside the Wensi Hall.

Helan Mingyue looked at Gao Jing, the eyes of the other party were a little red, stained with the color of cinnabar moles at the corners of the eyes, but the hand holding the sword was still steady, even if he moved forward an inch, his clothes would be torn apart.

He only felt that he was the most ridiculous person, knowing that he couldn't do anything, but still being tempted, he entrusted everything to Gao Jing, hoping for a change.He didn't want anything, but in exchange for Gao Jing's acknowledgment of calculation and use, what's even more sad is that he was only disheartened towards Gao Jing.

He Lan Mingyue had never hated anyone, but at this moment she hated Gao Jing's heartlessness, and also hated herself for being weak.

Holding the blade, he felt Yan Shanxue's chill piercing his bones: "Your Highness, don't you want to do it?"

His eyes were blood-red, and the smell of rain in the air could not cover up the rust-like smell. Gao Jing closed his eyes and said softly, "Is this the only thing I want to ask?"

Helan Mingyue couldn't help laughing: "For four whole years, what I did for you turned out to be the end now... But you told me that it was all my own fault, I did it on my own?"

Gao Jing's fingers trembled slightly, and he said harshly, "I have let you down."

"Yes, you let me down too!"

The two people in the Nuan Pavilion were shocked when they heard the sound, Gao Jing was distracted for a moment, turned to the door and shouted: "Father?"

The emperor's shoulders were moistened by the rain, behind him was leading the forest merchant, and Gao Qian was hiding in the cloak, with lowered eyes, as if he would fall down due to the continuous cold at any time.The rest of the guards were all in black, with iron masks covering their original faces, He Lan Mingyue thought for no reason: This is the emperor's dark guard.

He once heard that King Yu's shadow guards were set up after Ouchi's dark guards, and Gao's guards were inherited from the previous dynasty. Their martial arts are all excellent, but they are elusive, few people have seen them.

Helan Mingyue actually laughed out loud, it was the first time he saw the emperor not kneeling, and mocked: "Such a big battle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Shang twisted his arm and kicked his knee forcefully to force him to bow his head.Helan Mingyue lifted her breath and held the foot hard, feeling a severe pain like a split bone, she still held her head up.

The emperor walked in front of him, someone was holding a lamp, and the flickering candle almost fell on He Lanmingyue's face.The emperor pinched his chin, turned his head, and looked at Helan Mingyue carefully.His eyes were sharp, but there was a little softness of memories from the depths, as if lost, wanting to see someone through him.

This look made him uncomfortable, but being twisted by Lin Shang, He Lan couldn't open his mouth, so he could only frown and raise his face to avoid the emperor's sight, which was rare in his life.

Seeing his expression, the emperor said nostalgicly, "It really looks like this, especially the frowning posture...it's exactly the same as when he was young."

Gao Qian laughed: "How can blood relatives be different?"

Hearing this, the emperor let go of He Lan, and looked at Gao Jing with a half-smile.Candlelight illuminated, and the inside of the Nuan Pavilion was as bright as day, he raised his hand and weighed the sword: "Jing'er, do you want to continue to disappoint me?"

Gao Jing suddenly regained consciousness and lost his strength.

Yan Shanxue fell to the ground with a dull sound, the blade brushed against his fingers, and Gao Jing knelt down on the ground: "Father...I can't, I can't..."

I don't want it anymore, I can't do it.

Kill him, kill him...

Can't do it.

His eyes were swollen and painful, his hands and feet were cold, and he only felt that the moment Yanshanxue fell, the future was suddenly bleak.Gao Jing lowered his head, with only a little strength in his body to support himself, he didn't dare to look at the emperor.

"Hehe..." The emperor laughed strangely twice, turned his back and walked outside, thinking of the current scene, two fingers volleyed lightly.

Lin Shang didn't look sideways, and when he drew the knife, the reflection dazzled Gao Jing's eyes.

As if realizing something, he closed his eyes hard.

Helan Mingyue's chest felt cold, followed by tearing pain. He lowered his head and saw cold light coming out. The tip of the knife brushed against the candle flame, as if cutting off a spark.

The force that restrained him was loosened, He Lan Mingyue held the wound, scarlet blood kept gushing out, and soon soaked the front of his chest.He wanted to go forward, but when he bent down, he fell to the ground suddenly, struggling to get up, only then did he realize that his whole body was split in two, and the smell of blood filled his throat and nasal cavity.

As soon as he coughed, there was a sound of "wheezing and wheezing" in his chest like a broken bellows. He Lan Mingyue moved his hand away, and his five fingers were stained red.His lips also lost their color, and his already white face was even more like snow. He raised his head and looked in Gao Jing's direction.

The edge of the sight was a bit dark, He Lan Mingyue wanted to speak, but she was afraid that the sound would frighten him.

The other party sat slumped on the ground, his clothes were stained with blood, his cheeks were flushed, and his face was full of disbelief.Gao Jing closed his eyes tightly, touching the sad patch of red.

But he didn't cry after all, He Lanmingyue smiled wryly, he couldn't even wait for Gao Jing's tears in the end.

Is this what dying feels like?

He was lightly lifted up by two people, and when he was thrown out, he didn't even feel the slightest bit of consciousness. He couldn't help himself like never before, he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't move, only the pain continued to spread.

All internal organs were smashed to pieces, and as soon as He Lan lowered his head, he saw thin red lines drawn from the blood on the soles of his feet, intermittently separating him and Gao Jing further and further.

He suddenly thought: What I left for Xiaojing finally has a patch of red.

Faintly, Helan Mingyue heard the emperor's voice from afar: "I gave him a chance to live."

Then Gao Qian spoke, still gentle but ruthless: "Brother Huang can rest easy from now on. This is a hurdle that Jinger must overcome. If he can't even let go of this setback, he doesn't have to pacify the world."

Then the emperor said: "Lin Shang, throw him out of the palace so he can be buried!"

Gao Qian said: "These things don't need to dirty the hands of the captain of the forest guards, the king's people may do their best."

"...It's up to you."

Her vision was completely dazed, and He Lan Mingyue closed her eyes unconsciously.

The revolving lantern turned before his eyes, but only one of the figures who went back and forth never left. He was like Helan Mingyue's obsession, hating, loving, and even more reluctant.

Helan Mingyue wanted to grab him, but she let go against her wishes.

Then it was dark, and Gao Jing could no longer be seen.

He seemed to have had an extremely long dream, everything, Prince Yu's Mansion, Ziwei City, Gaojing... were just strangers in his dream.When he wakes up, he will be able to return to Yinzhou City. His parents are still there. Maybe he will have a close and intelligent brother in the near future. He will teach him how to ride and shoot. The two of them will go horse racing in the Gobi Desert to find an oasis.

This is the life he was supposed to experience, and now, when he opened his eyes, he went home.

Can the soul finally return to its hometown?

In Ziwei City, Wensi Hall, Aman came after hearing the news. He didn't even have time to wear shoes and socks, and ran through the rain with bare feet.She couldn't care less about her manners, and pushed open the door: "Your Highness—!"

Gao Jing was still limp on the ground, staring at the pool of blood on the carpet with his eyes fixed.

At this time, she had to be Gao Jing's backbone, so Aman hurried over to help Gao Jing stand up.She extinguished a few lights in the warm pavilion, and the surroundings returned to darkness, only a small candle remained to illuminate.

"Your Highness, sit down first?"

He seemed to have suddenly lost his three souls and seven souls. Amang would do whatever he asked him to do, and he was very obedient.But the more Gao Jing was like this, the more worried Aman was, and asked softly, "Are your eyes okay?"

When Gao Jing raised his head and looked in her direction, his eyes were dull, and a puddle of water quickly filled up after a while. He opened his mouth, and two lines of clear tears flowed down the corners of his eyes all the way to the skirt of his clothes.This made Amang panic. Before she could say anything more to comfort her, Gao Jing fell heavily on the couch, grabbed the pillow, and wailed loudly.

Since serving Gao Jing when he was young, Amang has experienced his moodiness, he pretended to be calm, and knew that Gao Jing was actually not that mature, but it was the first time he saw him cry so sadly.

"Your Highness..." She had a sore throat, and she sat next to her and gently patted the high scene, suppressing her sadness, "Cry if you want to, Your Highness, cry a little, it will make you feel better..."

Gao Jing's voice was buried in the quilt and was extremely dull: "I don't want this, I don't want...but he is right in front of me, being..."

Amang didn't know how to comfort her. It seemed that she couldn't stand in He Lan's position to say forgiveness for others, so she could only say: "Your Highness is also helpless, this servant knows that you have been forced too hard."

"Why does my father insist that I make a choice?!" He threw away the pillow angrily, "I can't do it! I haven't killed anyone before, he asked me to kill Mingyue with my own hands... I can't do it! Is it bad, it has nothing to do with me whether it can affect the stability of Daning!... He knows I can't make it..."

Amang looked outside hastily, and hurriedly covered his mouth: "How can you say that, this is treason! Shhh...Your Highness, calm down!"

Gao Jing burst into tears: "I can't... I don't want the throne anymore, I... Mingyue, is Mingyue gone? But even if I don't want the throne, he can't come back. What should I do? What should I do..."

Amon just comforted him one by one, raised his head, and cleaned up his grief.

They have also been together day and night for a long time, and she has seen how affectionate He Lanmingyue's eyes look at Gao Jing, and the ever-changing accident, she can't accept this result.

Such a man in his prime...

Amon was not reconciled.

The door of the Nuan Pavilion suddenly burst open with a "squeak". She surrounded Gao Jing's face, turned to the door and said sharply, "Who?! Trespassed on the prince's residence without notification!"

The person who came was Lin Shang, who walked around the screen arrogantly, threw a ball of silk and satin in his hand on the ground, then raised his hand indifferently to salute, turned and left without saying a word.He came and walked so fast that A'Mang didn't even see what Lin Shang's intentions were. She knelt down and spread out the ball of silk, and she could see what it was at a glance.

"You can't let His Highness see it." This thought flashed through Amang's mind, and he quickly got together and hid aside.

But Gao Jing had already found out, his eyes were swollen from crying, and he was not good at first, but he spread his hands towards Aman: "Who came just now, what did you throw to you...bring it to me!"

Aman stubbornly put it behind him, and Gao Jing raised his volume: "Hurry up!"

She couldn't, so she had to pass it forward.This action exhausted Amang's strength from the time she entered the warm pavilion. Tears poured out unconsciously. She suppressed her voice, turned her back, and covered her face.

The smell of blood spread in an instant. Gao Jing knew what it was before he looked carefully - soft material, some rough stitches, and a large dark red area on his chest.

In his hand was Helan Mingyue's coat.

Gao Jing was taken aback, gritted his teeth, but his jaw trembled violently uncontrollably.The clothes were held up by him, and Gao Jing gently pressed his face to the spot where the bloodstains were blooming, which might be He Lan's heart.

The words were still in his ears, and he said, "If you don't want it, just dig it out."

Tears mixed with blood, melted away, and sticky and warm on him again, as if they wanted to be entangled with him forever.Gao Jing raised his head, the side of his face was covered with a strange scarlet color, covering his mole.

He touched his face and wanted to say something, but he hugged his clothes but was speechless.

This time Helan Mingyue was really gone, and Gao Jing couldn't even commemorate it for him.Clenching his blood-stained shirt tightly, he wiped away his tears again and tidied up his emotions.

What kind of high scenery the emperor wants to see, he just needs to show it to the emperor.

Wensi Hall was in chaos, but Hanzhang Hall halfway across the city was in order.

Gao Qian gathered his outer shirt, he had just returned from Mingtang, and he was willing to leave after watching the emperor rest peacefully.This night's accident made him exhausted, and his fever relapsed.

As soon as he stepped into the bedroom of Hanzhang Hall, Gao Qian bowed down and coughed violently.Aqiu took the handkerchief to wipe his mouth, Gao Qian saw the shocking blood stains on the white handkerchief, but his expression was very indifferent, as if he had been used to it for a long time.

He waved his hand: "Go down, the king wants to rest."

Until no one was guarding the surroundings, Gao Qian walked slowly to the side of the couch, lit a lamp, and saw a figure standing safely in the corner.He wasn't afraid at all, and he wasn't surprised that someone else appeared in his bedroom in the middle of the night. He put out the fire in his hand expressionlessly, and said, "Are you dead?"

"There is still a breath." Lu Yi came over, sat down on the small stool beside him, and kissed Gao Qian's hand affectionately, "I know you don't want him to die, don't worry..."

"Where did the person throw it?"

Lu Yi said: "It's in the northeast corner of Nanshi City. It's a lively place. If someone finds him, he won't be able to die. It's just that the injury is too serious, so I gave him a Resurrection Pill."

Gao Qian smiled: "That thing is precious, you are willing to part with it."

Lu Yi said: "I will pay any price for the person you want to keep."

"Brother Huang was sorry to Helan Maojia back then, all I did was to alleviate his guilt, but he didn't seem to appreciate it." Gao Qian sighed, and let Lu Yi pick up his palm and stick it to the side of his face, "I have to do... ...Helan Mingyue really died like this, and the Western Army's rebellion will never be found out, and some people will wake up laughing from their dreams."

Lu Yi kissed his fingertips obsessively, and said vaguely: "Lang Lang, why don't you check it yourself?"

Gao Qian asked back, "What does it have to do with me?"

"But you want to see the injustice case Shen Xue, the way of heaven is clear."

Gao Qian withdrew his hand with a smile: "Wrong, it's just for the peace of mind of the emperor. What is the sky? The sky is the king, what a simple truth - will you go back to the palace tonight?"

Lu Yi laid the saber across the table beside her, and said ambiguously, "Do you want me to go back?"

"You haven't stayed for a long time." Gao Qian was rarely direct, and Lu Yi almost couldn't help but want to hug him immediately, but he blocked him, "Standing by my side, Gao Hong has been kept in the dark?"

"Lang Lang, what you don't want him to know, he will never know in his life."

Gao Qian let him put his earlobe in his mouth, hugged Lu Yi back, and said in a low voice: "Then just be your Moling Gaolang tonight, okay?"

A strong wind blew out the candle.