The Drunkenness of the White Fox Lying in the Arms of Two Kings

"Your Majesty, no! How can your body withstand the long journey!" Several accompanying ministers knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"No... I'm going to fuck him... I really don't want to have regrets at the end..." Situ Lingxuan got off the bed and put on his shoes after finishing speaking.

"Your Majesty can't do it!" Several ministers knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Could it be that the Emperor is reflecting? Although they don't want to think so, the Emperor who has been in a coma for a few days will go out as soon as he wakes up. If you want to meet someone, then who do you want to meet?

Ling Xuan pushed those people and said: "No! Let me go, or I will kill you..." Ling Xuan spoke weakly, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

One of Ling Xuan's close ministers stood up after thinking for a while, and said: "You wait for the emperor to change clothes."

"This..." The other ministers looked at the close minister in surprise, and then there were a few people who wanted to talk, but no one was afraid of losing their heads. Since the emperor insisted on going, they, the courtiers, could only accompany him.

Ling Xuan's clothes were changed in a short while, Ling Xuan just sat on the bed in a daze, he seemed to lose sight of the people in the room, and said softly: "Bring my Xiao..." Ling Xuan's His voice was very soft, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes, as if he was thinking of something happy.

The maid at the side responded, and hurriedly brought over the emperor's jade flute. This jade flute was green all over, with a red tassel tied at the end.

Ling Xuan caressed the jade flute with his hands. He had planned to play a song with Yuhu, but it was a dream after all. He still remembered the scene when he called Yuhu to play the piano. He held Yuhu's little hand and called He played the strings one by one, looking back on the twenty years he had lived, it seemed that Yuhu was the only one who could make him laugh sincerely. Now the queen mother has successfully become the queen mother, and they have all fulfilled their wishes. What about yourself?Where is my wish?

Ling Xuan put Xiao to his lips, and softly played the familiar old friend's tears. Only now did he realize that this song was so sad. Maybe he shouldn't have chosen this song back then, as if this song was reflecting them. The future is the same, when the old people meet again, there may be only one line of clear tears, and nothing else.

The sound of the flute is euphemistic and long, it can be said that it has been around for three days without a break, the surrounding ministers couldn't help but marvel at the emperor's musical skills, even higher than those who play and sing every day.

After a song, Xiao slipped from Ling Xuan's hand, leaving only a sad smile, no matter how good he is now, what's the use?Yuhu can't hear... can't hear!

Ling Xuan stood up with the help of the maid, and said: "You all go out..." These people did not dare to violate the sacred order, and all retreated.

Ling Xuan took out the veil from under the pillow and kissed it. He is really a coward. Only if he loves him secretly like this, maybe Wanyan Jing is right, only the strong deserve him, and he, Situ Lingxuan Not worthy at all... not worthy.

Ling Xuan went to the window and opened it. The bright moon in the sky happened to fall into the house. When the sun rises tomorrow, you will belong to someone else... You and I will never have anything to do again. Thinking of this, Ling Xuan suddenly Laughed loudly until tears flowed out, tightly holding that brocade handkerchief, an emperor cannot cry in front of others, and his heart is also made of flesh, he is reluctant, he hates it so much ...

Ling Xuan raised the handkerchief in his hand, and gradually loosened his fingers. The cold night wind immediately blew the handkerchief away. Ling Xuan watched the handkerchief fly away with a smile on his lips, and coughed loudly: "cough Cough cough!!!" Ling Xuan coughed until his face darkened, and he could no longer hold himself up and fell to his knees on the ground with one hand on the ground, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, I'm relieved..." A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xuan's mouth, and his whole body fell down, making a loud sound of knocking over the tables and chairs around him. Xuan has fallen in the blood.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!" The ministers shouted anxiously, the imperial doctor hurriedly knelt beside Ling Xuan and felt for the emperor's pulse, then turned pale and looked at another imperial doctor, who touched the emperor's wrist It is also pale.

"Speak up! What's going on here!!" Ling Xuan's close minister shouted loudly, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty has passed away!!" The imperial doctor knelt on the ground tremblingly and cried, not only for the sake of the Emperor, but also for the head of his family.

"What!! This... how could this happen!" The ministers also panicked, the emperor had just ascended the throne, how could he have passed away? !

All of a sudden, the room became chaotic, but fortunately, one of the ministers remained calm and said: "Let's not make any noise, and then we will invite some genius doctors. We will secretly bring the emperor back to the palace, and also prevent thieves who are not in the same place." Now attack our country."

"Okay, let's do as you said." Another minister sighed, the poor emperor died at this time but no one was wearing mourning for him.

西良

Yuhu woke up from the dream, the aura in his body was a bit disordered, there is only one possibility, something happened to the person he had given the aura to, but Yuhu looked at Wanyan Jing beside him, there was nothing wrong with him at all , could it be... Ling Xuan!

Not long after, Yuhu saw a golden light coming from the window, entering from his mysterious spirit, Yuhu took a deep breath, this is the return of the spiritual energy, which means that the person receiving the spiritual energy is... dead!

"No, it's impossible!" Yuhu said to himself in surprise, how could Ling Xuan die, but this aura is absolutely true.

"Yuhu? Why aren't you sleeping?" Wan Yanjing rubbed her eyes and looked at Yuhu beside her.

"I...I want to go out for the convenience." After Yuhu finished speaking, he stood up, put the robe on himself, and then covered Wanyanjing with the quilt, saying: "Go on and sleep."

"En." Wanyan Jing responded, and then closed his eyes, maybe he was too tired from the big wedding these days, so Wanyan Jing fell asleep after a while.

Yuhu touched Wanyan Jing's thick black eyebrows with his hand, and said with a light smile, "I want to tell you... that dress is beautiful, thank you..." Yuhu suddenly had an ominous premonition that if he went , He will never come back in this life, but he still took a step, turned around and strode away.

"Yuhu...I like you so much..." Wanyan Jing murmured in her sleep.

Yuhu paused when he was about to open the door, turned to look at Wanyan Jing, and said, "Big bear, I like you too..." After speaking, he left the palace like a gust of wind.

Yuhu showed his original shape, followed Ling Xuan's smell and soon arrived at the border town of the two countries, but what surprised Yuhu was that he also smelled Ling Xuan's smell on the Weishui River. Could it be that Ling Xuan came here?

As soon as Yuhu entered the city, he felt that the city was full of death. It seemed that the plague was raging here, and the streets were full of paper money. It looked very scary, but it didn't matter to Yuhu.

The doubt in Yuhu's heart was only for a moment. He came to the big family in this city relying on the smell, and when he flew to the main house, he smelled a familiar smell, but it was already dead.

"No, no..." Yuhu muttered silently in the air, he jumped off the wall, came to the front of the house a few steps, and used the demon method to blow the door open.

"Ah... where is such a strong wind coming from?" Several maids blocked their eyes and shouted. After the jade fox entered and closed the door, it knocked out these people a few times. The person whose face is covered with a quilt, although Yuhu has been in the human world for a long time, he also knows that the dead in the human world will be covered in this way.

Yuhu blew on the quilt, and the moment the quilt was blown away, he saw that familiar face, not his own imagination, but the real Ling Xuan, but even if he didn't step forward, he knew Ling Xuan is dead.

Tears were shed in a pair of golden eyes. At this time, Yuhu didn't speak, but just patted Ling Xuan's face with her small paws, as if he could wake up this way.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!" Yuhu let out a fox's mournful cry. Under the great grief, he had already forgotten human language, and tears kept flowing from his golden eyes. He felt his heart ached so badly...

Yuhu has always been happy since he came to the world, and he seldom felt sad. The vows he read in books before had always been treated as jokes, but at this time he felt this penetrating love for himself. pain.

Yuhu arched Ling Xuan's cheeks with his small head. He used to arch Ling Xuan's cheeks with his small body when Ling Xuan was lying down reading a book, and he always smiled and squeezed his little buttocks. Said: "It's so soft, hehe."

But now there is no longer the scene at that time, everything is gone.

"Ah!!!!" Yuhu yelled, closing and opening his eyes deeply, if this was God's arrangement, then he would fight with his life.

Yuhu's body rushed out of the room like an arrow, and at this time the maidservants also came over and said, "What happened to the gust of wind just now?"

"I don't know. I seemed to see a ray of white light just now. Could it be..." After the girl finished speaking, she looked at Ling Xuan who was on the bed. Seeing that the quilt on his face had been lifted at some time, the two of them were frightened. Immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, said: "Your Majesty, you don't blame your servants for your death, you must never come to find your servants!"

Another servant girl also clasped her hands together and cried: "Bodhisattva bless you, Your Majesty, please spare the slaves!!" After speaking, she began to kowtow on the ground.