Hero Tomb

In that year, the marriage between He Lanyuan and Bai Huajiao fell through, and became a hot topic of discussion in the entire capital for a while. In that year, Ji Muyun was also seriously injured, and was dying when He Chengyi brought him back to Hefu .

"Lan Yuan... Lan Yuan..."

In a coma, Ji Muyun was still thinking about his son, and weakly called out these two words in a low voice.

He Chengyi's face was livid, he bit his lip, kicked the door open, and shouted anxiously inside: "Uncle Fu! Uncle Fu! Go and find the doctor! Hurry up!!!"

He Chengyi's sudden panic made everyone in the mansion stunned. He Yingling and Xia hurried out of the room when they heard the voice, only to see He Chengyi's back quickly disappearing at the arch leading to the inner courtyard.

"What's going on?" He Yingling blinked innocently, and looked at his mother next to him with a confused expression.

Xia frowned, seemingly displeased: "Go and see first."

Holding the man, He Chengyi went directly to the inner room of his main courtyard, but as soon as he put the man down, He Chengyi was startled, turned his head in surprise, and saw that he was holding Ji Muyun's palm, full of Hands are bright red...

this!This blood is!

The palms trembled uncontrollably, and He Chengyi didn't dare to think about the meaning of the blood on his hands.

The housekeeper brought the doctor, and without paying respects to He Chengyi, he asked the doctor to treat the person on the bed quickly. During this process, He Chengyi just stood aside, staring at Ji Muyun who was on the bed.

Pots of clear water were brought in, and then they were dyed bright red and carried out. The room was filled with a pungent smell of medicine and blood.

He Chengyi just stood aside like this. After a long time, when the doctor finished dealing with Ji Muyun and sighed a long time, He Chengyi suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly asked: "How? Muyun, he... can he still..."

"General..." The doctor sighed and lowered his head: "I have tried my best, Master Ji..."

"What do you mean by doing your best!" Grabbing the doctor's lapel, He Chengyi almost lifted him up: "The reason I have raised you for so long is not to just listen to your words of doing your best at critical moments! I can't save you, Master Ji." Do you think you can live too!"

The doctor turned pale with fright, and said anxiously: "But general! Master Ji's health is already poor, not to mention his internal injuries, but Master Ji's miscarriage, with his body, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive confinement! "The average brother may not be able to survive the confinement after a small childbirth, let alone a person who suffers from serious illness all year round?

He Chengyi staggered and let go of the doctor's words, and the expressions of the mother and son hiding outside the door also changed completely in shock.

"Daddy Ji, he... um..." He Yingling didn't finish his startled words, Xia Shi covered his son's mouth with a gloomy face, and pulled people to back out quietly, so as not to get out of control and be discovered by He Chengyi...

In the room, the doctor was released by He Chengyi, and he coughed a few times before calming down: "General...Master Ji...I can only do my best to protect him now..." As for whether he can get out of the moon Son, in fact, everyone knows the result...

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When He Lanqing from Bianjing received the news, half a month had passed. When he saw the news from the capital, He Lanqing was so angry that he smashed the mahogany around him with a single slap. table, the servants in the whole mansion knelt down in fright.

"What's the matter?" Yu Jianmao, dressed in black fox fur, came striding from the outside, his body was stained with snow in many places: "Why are you so angry that you don't even care about your own body?"

He Lanqing's face was full of gloom, and there was a bit of hatred in his eyes: "Papa Ji... something happened to Papa Ji..."

Yu Jianmao was stunned: "What happened to him?"

He Lanqing was anxious: "I want to go back to see Daddy Ji! Lu Yi! Prepare the carriage and I will go to Beijing immediately!"

"Lan Qing!" Yu Jianmao was startled by him, and hurriedly pulled him back: "The capital is far away, your current body is about to give birth, how can you go back at this time? What if you go along the way..."

"I can't control it..." He Lan was so anxious that his palms were covered with cold sweat, and he looked at Yu Jianmao with bloodshot eyes: "Daddy Ji had a miscarriage..." The result of the miscarriage means that waiting to die...

Yu Jianmao's heart was shocked, although he wanted to agree, but he stroked He Lanqing's round belly under his palm, and Yujianmao's heart also beat: "But your current body...how can..." How can you ignore the child Woolen cloth?

He Lanqing doesn't seem to be worried about this anymore: "This child is full-term now, it's a big deal, I'll just give birth on the way back to Beijing, but Ji Daddy... If I go back late, I'm afraid... even him I can't see you for the last time..."

People who are pregnant may be the most memorable time, seeing He Lanqing finished speaking, the corners of his eyes became red, Yu Jianmao made a heavy decision in his heart, and he regretted it the most in his life, and with both hands Pulling close to her arms and holding her tightly: "If this is the case, then I will accompany you back..."

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The end of the new year is approaching, but the second snowfall suddenly fell this winter. This time the snow was much larger than the previous one. The thick snow covered many mountain roads and rivers, and the ice under the eaves The thorn hangs a long section, which is crystal clear, as if there is a tendency to continue to freeze.

In the snow, the spacious carriage stopped suddenly, and the young man who was driving hurriedly jumped off the carriage, rushed to the gate of He Mansion, and slammed on the gate forcefully: "Come on! Open the door! Open the door! Come on, open the door!! !"

"Who is it...it's so cold at the gate..." There was a faint voice from inside, and then the gate opened. The servant saw the little servant outside the gate, and was about to reprimand him, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the carriage. When Lu Yi came out, his whole body was shocked: "Lu Yi! You are back!?" Then... the young master is not...

Lu Yi's face was extremely gloomy, and his tone was extremely cold: "Go and inform the general and madam, the eldest son is back."

The eldest son He Lanqing came back suddenly, the happiest thing was his aunt Xia, but when everyone came out to welcome the skinny and boneless man in a cloak who was almost being carried into the gate by Lu Yi, all of them were shocked. Everyone was shocked.

"Brother! Brother, what's wrong with you? How did you become like this?"

"Lan Qing... Lan Qing, why are you sick? Ah? Why don't you just stay in Bianjing when you're sick and why are you coming back? Look at you..."

He Yingling and Xia Shi were full of worries, talking non-stop around He Lanqing and Lu Yi.

He Lanqing is almost the whole figure hanging on Lu Yi, the jaw exposed under the cloak, the skin is thin and pale.Seeing that neither of them had any intention of making way, Lu Yi's face became more terrifying: "Young master, madam! Eldest son needs to rest now, please make way!"

The mother and son were both startled, and then they thought of getting out of the way. Lu Yi didn't want to pay attention to them, and took He Lanqing directly back to the room in the small courtyard.

This time when he returned to the capital, He Lanqing was only accompanied by Lu Yi. It was already night when He Chengyi returned to the mansion and heard the news. He had just gone to the small courtyard when He Lanqing woke up quietly.Seeing his eldest son, who used to be high-spirited and vigorous in the past, turned into such a weak appearance in the blink of an eye, He Chengyi only felt that his chest was extremely congested, and he asked after a long time: "Then... Where's the child...?" Stay in Bianjing, after all, the child is too young, so you shouldn't take it with you...

"I'm giving it away." Unexpectedly, He Lanqing only said this sentence lightly, which immediately made He Chengyi go dumb.

On the bed, He Lanqing's face was extremely pale, and her lips were chapped and bloodless: "On the way back, after giving birth to him, I gave him away..." So the child was not brought, nor stayed in Bianjing. , but was given away...

He Chengyi was bored for a long time, but he didn't know what to say, but the hand behind him secretly clenched into a fist.

At the beginning, he was able to say coldly and ruthlessly that he didn't want the child, but now...after knowing that the child was really given away, He Chengyi regretted it...this...this was all forced by himself...the child of Yingling himself She can be raised under Lan Tian's knee, why...why does Lan Qing's son have to force him to give it away?

On the bed, He Lan glanced at his father: "This matter... was expected a long time ago. After all, my identity is no better than that of a shadow spirit. Keeping my child by my side is always a hidden danger for my He family... It's good to give it away... ..." In this way, the child can live safely, and the He family doesn't have to live on the edge of the sword at any time because of this hidden danger... Although He Lanqing said this with a calm face, the helplessness and pain in his eyes still cannot be completely hidden... ...After all...that is my own flesh and blood...

He Chengyi struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally sighed: "Lan Qing, I'm sorry for my father..."

"Father doesn't have to say that. I understand my father's worries and concerns. Besides... that day... I was self-willed and forgot my burden..." It's just... in this life, when facing the one you love, Is there anyone who can't be self-willed and can't help himself... It's just that behind this self-willedness, He Lanqing has paid a very high price...

After meeting her father, He Lanqing fell asleep not long after, and didn't wake up until noon the next day. After eating casually, He Lan put on her cloak and went straight to Ji Muyun's yard.

Ji Muyun's health is very poor now, he hasn't been able to get out of the bed since he woke up, and he has been lying on the bed all day, coupled with worrying about his son, it didn't take long before the whole person became emaciated, hehe When Lan Qing came to see him, he was leaning on the bed, holding a medicine bowl.

"Daddy Ji..."

Ji Muyun was obviously taken aback, looked up at him, and a surprised smile appeared on his face instantly: "Lan Qing! You...you're back?"

"Well, I'm back to see you"

Ji Muyun was overjoyed just now, but after thinking about it, it was wrong: "You... you shouldn't be in Bianjing? You came back this time to ask to come back to work?"

"No." He Lan leaned forward and sat down beside his bed: "I came here specially to see you, the palace doesn't know about my return."

Ji Muyun was shocked: "If you are like this...you return to Beijing without authorization, if you are accused of entering the palace, it will be a capital crime!" Is it worth taking such a big risk for yourself?

Shaking his head, He Lanqing smiled lightly: "Father Ji, don't worry about me, I've already made arrangements for Bianjing, so no one will find out..." After speaking, He Lanqing's expression suddenly changed, plopping After a while, he knelt down in front of Ji Muyun.

Ji Muyun was completely shocked: "Lan Qing! What are you doing! Get up! Get up!"

"No..." He Lan shook his head, and a bit of mist suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Father Ji...you let me kneel, I will apologize to you for Ying Ling..." Before finishing speaking, He Lan Qing Then he kowtowed heavily on the ground.

Ji Muyun watched, and mist suddenly formed in his eyes: "You know everything..."

"Yes, I get it, it's Ying Ling who is sorry, you are sorry Lan Yuan... Daddy Ji... I'm sorry..." Is it useful to make amends?Does an apology work?What the younger brother Yingling did was not just a life... It's just that as an elder brother, He Lanqing couldn't kill his younger brother with his own hands, so that's all he could do...

Taking a deep breath, Ji Muyun endured the soreness in the corners of his eyes, and wanted to pull He Lanqing up: "You also said that you are apologizing for Yingling, and I accept your apology. Get up quickly, the ground is cold." What about..." After speaking, Ji Muyun seemed to think of something, and asked again: "By the way, when you come back this time, did the child stay in Bianjing?"

He Lanqing knelt still, only thinking about Ji Muyun's current situation, and she didn't dare to let him know the truth, so she nodded: "Yes, the child has stayed in Bianjing, so... so Father Ji, you have to send him When you are healthy, I will bring the child back to see you in the future..."

Hearing about the child, Ji Muyun had a smile on his face again, and forced He Lanqing to pull up, Ji Muyun was curious again: "Get up and tell me, what does that child look like?" ? Is it a boy or a girl?"

For the current He Lanqing, the matter of the child is undoubtedly the biggest scar in his heart. Before the change, He Lanqing would not talk about it, but now, he has to endure the pain in his heart and tell Ji Muyun Lai: "The child is a boy, very cute, he looks like...he looks like his father...he weighed more than six catties when he was holding him..."

Ji Muyun sighed: "I remember, when you were born, you weighed more than six catties, you were a little fat..." Raising his hand to touch He Lanqing's head, Ji Muyun smiled dotingly: "It's just In the blink of an eye, the little fat man at that time has become the great general of today's Yushu Linfeng, time flies so fast..."

"It's all due to Daddy Ji's cultivation of me. If Daddy Ji hadn't educated me since childhood, only letting my mother dote on me, and my father was not good at discipline, maybe today's He Lanqing would be a person who only knows how to eat, drink and play. "The Prodigal Son" so the love and respect for Ji Muyun is not groundless or fake.

Ji Muyun chuckled lightly: "I didn't do anything, the key is to be yourself..."

"Daddy Ji..." How could such a good person disappear so easily?He is only 31, and he still has a long way to go... Hugging Ji Muyun in his arms, He Lan said in a low and hoarse voice, "Daddy Ji, don't worry, I will save you. I will save you by any means!"

With a pale and cold hand, he gently patted He Lanqing's back. Ji Muyun sighed: "Life and death are fate. If I really deserve to die, how can you save me? Lan Qing, I am very glad to have you Such a son, although you are not my own, is enough for me, but..." Ji Muyun choked his throat when the topic changed: "The only thing I can't let go now is Lan Yuan ...he is still so young...but he has to go through so much...what will he do in the future...?"

"I will take care of him," He Lanqing replied, "I will take care of Lanyuan with all my strength, and I will never let Yingling harm him again!" That's what He Lanqing said, but at that time He Lanqing had already Can't do anything...

Ji Muyun seemed to be sleepy, and slowly closed his eyes: "Thank you...in the future... Lanyuan will ask you to help him more..."

"Daddy Ji?" He Lanqing was slightly taken aback, and looked up at him.

Ji Muyun seemed extremely exhausted, and his eyes couldn't be opened: "I'm sleepy, I really want to rest..." In fact, he has been holding on for a long time...

Seeing Ji Muyun lying down and slowly closing his eyes, He Lanqing's heart skipped a beat: "Father Ji...?"

Ji Muyun didn't open his eyes, but said tiredly: "I'm fine...I...I'll be fine after a while..."

He Lan endured the panic in his heart, and pulled the quilt for him: "Then...then you have a good rest, I will come to see you at night..."

Ji Muyun didn't respond, just lying on the bedding, as if he had already fallen asleep.

He Lanqing didn't dare to delay, hurried out of the room, and ordered his servants to find the doctor quickly.Lu Yi stood outside the door, looked at his thin figure, frowned and persuaded: "Young master, you should go back to your room to rest first, Master Ji's subordinates will watch over you."

Although He Lanqing's face was pale, there was an unreasonable murderous intent between his brows: "Go and call the shadow spirit into my room."