Liao agarwood

It was late at night, Ling Peixuan had already fallen asleep, and Lin Qiao waited outside the door for him to fall asleep before he dared to leave.Lin Chen hurried over with a lantern, and Lin Qiao quickly stopped him, "My lord finally rested, please be quiet!"

Lin Chen's brow was sweating anxiously, and Lin Qiao asked suspiciously, "What are you running here at this time?" Lin Chen lowered his voice and gasped for breath, "Father, the son wants to commit suicide, so hurry up and ask the prince to persuade him !" Lin Qiao stared and raised his voice, "What did you say!"

"The sword is on the neck, the elder brother and the second brother are delaying, please hurry up and ask the prince to come over!" Lin Chen was really anxious, and he didn't look like he was pretending at all. Lin Qiao glanced at him, Quickly pushed the door open and entered the room.

When Ling Peixuan heard that Ling Muqing had committed suicide, she quickly sat up.Yueyu hadn't gotten out of bed yet, his bones were weak, Ling Peixuan struggled to get out of bed, Lin Qiao helped him get dressed, and Lin Chen helped him on one side, and rushed to Ling Muqing's place in a hurry.

In the middle of the night, the Nanyuan where Ling Muqing lived was brightly lit, and the maids and guards knelt on the ground.Ling Muqing had disheveled hair and a determined face, with a sword resting on his neck in his hand, Lin Tan and Lin Shen knelt at her feet, begging bitterly, for fear that she would hurt themselves if she didn't pay attention.

Seeing this scene, Ling Peixuan was almost so frightened that she held onto the table with trembling hands, "Qing'er...what are you going to do!" His daughter, is she really crazy?

Ling Muqing looked up at him, his eyes were red and swollen. Ling Peixuan took a deep breath and forced a smile, "Qing'er, put down the sword, it's too dangerous. Be good, listen to your father and put down the sword." Ling Muqing smiled , not only did not put down the sword, but pressed it on the neck, and Bai Nen's neck immediately bled.

"Stop!" Ling Peixuan went to the battlefield at the age of 16, and he has been a soldier for half his life. He has killed countless people and seen countless people's blood, but he has never been so afraid.He shook his hands to grab the sword in Ling Muqing's hand, but Ling Muqing dodged sideways, not only dodged him, but the sword in his hand cut a hole on his neck.

Ling Peixuan really didn't dare to move now, Lin Qiao went over to help him sit on the chair.The blood on Ling Muqing's neck flowed down and dyed the white collar red. She raised her head, stared at Ling Peixuan with lowered eyes, and said slowly, "Father, I said that I only want Mo Liangyi in this life, even if I can't be with her." Together, I would rather die than marry someone else."

Ling Peixuan shook her hands, poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip slowly, calmed down, and said, "What kind of medicine did Mo Liangyi give you, that you want to be so devoted to her?" The corners of Ling Muqing's lips trembled For a moment, then lightly raised, "Love is hard to cure."

"You also know that your father's time is numbered." Ling Peixuan knew that there was no way to force her, and wanted to play the family card, and sighed extremely sadly, "I can't let go of you more than you, Qing'er, who is the only one for my father. My wish is nothing more than to let you live in peace and joy for the rest of your life. Why don't you understand my painstaking efforts?"

With tears in his tiger eyes, Ling Muqing said with a wry smile, "You want me to marry someone I don't love, and be entangled all my life, how can I be safe and happy?" Ling Peixuan opened his mouth, Ling Muqing looked at him, and shed tears Come, "Father, I love Liang Yi, I just want to have a good life with her, is it really not possible?"

Ling Peixuan just shook his head and said nothing, Ling Muqing said again, "When mother left, you really experienced the feeling of losing the one you love all your life. You also want to feel the pain of losing the one you love all your life. Let me taste it once?" When she mentioned Princess Xiao, Ling Peixuan's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered that extremely cold winter again.

He and Princess Xiao got married when they were 15 years old. They had a young hair and a deep affection.Later, he went to the battlefield and separated from his beloved wife. Year after year, he got together less and separated more.She never blamed him, saying that he stood upright and was a great hero, and he swore at that time that he would love her forever.

When he was 21 years old, his beloved wife gave birth to their first child, the daughter they loved to the bone.He continued to go to war year after year, so there was one more person waiting for him, his wife and daughter were waiting for him together, year after year.

Finally, three years later, she was pregnant again, and she was very happy, saying that Qing'er of their family finally had a companion, and if she gave birth to a son, Prince Xiao's Mansion would also have a successor.A family of four, a loving husband and wife, with both children, how wonderful.

It's just that the good wishes were doomed to come to nothing. That year he was seriously injured, and the zombie was unable to give birth. When he returned home, his beloved wife gave birth, but it turned out that he had a dystocia.As a mother, she resolutely wanted to keep her child and would rather die.

He was going crazy at the time, but what could he do? A weak woman would be so stubborn. She said that if the child died, she would not live anymore. He had no choice but to agree.But in fact, it doesn't matter what he decides to do. She was poisoned since she was pregnant. After nine months of being poisoned, she gave birth to a dead baby.

Both the mother and the child failed to keep them, he clearly remembered the pair of cold hands he touched when he broke into the house, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye to her properly.For the first time in his life, that tough seven-foot man, a hero who stands up to the sky, tasted the heart-piercing taste.

He still remembers clearly the look of his beloved wife at that time, and the mood when he held those cold hands.No one knows better than he the feeling of being separated from the love of your life and never seeing it again.And he also clearly understood that he was going to do something to Mo Liangyi for Ling Muqing's sake.

Ling Peixuan, do you really have the heart to let your daughter try that kind of pain?He didn't go with Princess Xiao because of Ling Muqing and revenge, so what about Ling Muqing?No one would know his daughter better than him. If he let her have a taste of that, he would definitely lose his only child.

Completely enlightened, Ling Peixuan suddenly realized that she had no choice but to compromise.Closing his eyes, Ling Peixuan waved his hand weakly, "Put down the sword, I won't force you. Lin Qiao, let Mo Liangyi out." Lin Qiao responded, turned around and went to work, Ling Muqing secretly relaxed With a sigh of relief, he let go of the hand holding the sword.

Lin Chen picked up the sword and put it in the scabbard hanging on the wall. Ling Muqing saw that Ling Peixuan was about to speak. Ling Peixuan supported the table and stood up, "I'm tired, Lin Chen, help me back." "Yes " Lin Chen went over to help Ling Peixuan, Ling Peixuan looked back at Ling Muqing, shook his head, and went back slowly.

Ling Muqing waited impatiently for a long time before Lin Qiao brought Mo Liangyi over.Mo Liangyi's body was wet, his face was pale, and he held her baggage in his arms.Ling Muqing frowned, and looked at Lin Qiao dissatisfied, "You put her in a prison?"

Lin Qiao smiled awkwardly, Ling Muqing threw him out angrily, and sent someone to prepare hot water for Mo Liangyi to take a bath.The water dungeon was cloudy and cold, and the water was icy cold. Mo Liang was weak and shivered after soaking in it all afternoon.

"Liangyi, are you injured?" Ling Muqing supported Mo Liangyi's shoulders and looked at her worriedly.Mo Liangyi shook his head slightly, put the burden on the table, and reached out to touch her neck.

The cold fingertips landed on the skin, Ling Muqing trembled, Mo Liang frowned and asked her, "You did it yourself?" Ling Muqing blinked and tried to change the subject, "Are you cold? Go to bed Take a break, the hot water will be on soon..."

"Ah Qing," Mo Liangyi interrupted her, "don't do such stupid things in the future." Ling Muqing pursed his lips, nodded his head lightly, Mo Liang opened the bag, and took out a bottle of ointment.Use a small metal spoon to scoop out the ointment and apply it on your hands, and gently spread it on Ling Muqing's wound, it's slightly cool.

After applying the medicine, Mo Liang leaned on one side to pack her bag, and Ling Muqing reached out to wrap her arms around her waist from behind. "My clothes are all soaked, is it comfortable to hold?" Mo Liang packed up the bag, looked back at Ling Muqing and smiled.

Ling Muqing rubbed against her body without saying a word, Mo Liang turned around and hugged her into his arms.To be honest, she has lived for nearly 20 years, and she has never been so satisfied in her heart.It is said in the wind, flowers, snow and moon that love does not know where it starts, and it goes deep. She has never understood the meaning, but now she seems to understand.

"Liang Yi, in order to be with you, I forced my father to die." Ling Muqing felt a little melancholy, "If you don't want me anymore, what should I do?" Mo Liangyi thought seriously After getting up, she didn't say a word until Ling Muqing wanted to say that she didn't understand the style, "I won't want it."

Only then did Ling Muqing smile, put away his weak posture, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and kissed her lightly on the lips.Mo Liang blushed, and Ling Muqing was about to say something to tease her when a maid outside the door said that the water was ready.Ling Muqing handed the burden to Mo Liangyi, asked the maid to take her to take a bath, and took a book to pass the time waiting for her to come back.

Siyue couldn't wear cotton clothes anymore, Mo Liangyi only had one clean piece of clothing left in his baggage besides the aqua blue robe he had just changed.It was a crimson gown, which Ling Muqing bought for her when she was in Qingzhou. She thought the color was too bright and never wore it. She had just finished bathing and didn't want to wear dirty clothes. After hesitating for a long time, she put it on timidly.

It was the first time for Mo Liangyi to wear a red shirt, and he always felt very awkward, but when he returned to Ling Muqing's room, he caught her attention immediately.Mo Liangyi was originally born with fine features and gentle temperament, and he usually looks like a banished fairy.Wearing this red dress on her body, it is gorgeous and not vulgar, and it makes her face bright and moving.

Ling Muqing walked around her a few times, and sighed, "Liang Yi looks so good in red, and in the future, wearing a phoenix coronet and Xia Pei, maybe she will be so young." Mo Liang glanced at her, and said with a smile, "You still hope Do you want me to marry someone?"

"Naturally." Ling Muqing leaned over, sniffed the faint scent of agarwood and herbs on her body, and looked at her with a smile, "Marry me, won't you?" Mo Liang raised his eyebrows and asked her with a smile, "Didn't you want me to marry you before, and now you've changed your mind?"

It was fine if she didn't say anything, but when she mentioned it, Ling Muqing became angry.At that time in the medical center, she said it was so good, she would have agreed to it earlier, but she refused her so cruelly, which made her sad and didn't say anything, and there were so many trivial things for no reason.

"Didn't you not agree at that time, so it naturally changed." Ling Muqing pulled her to the edge of the bed and sat down, then climbed onto the bed except for his coat, and looked at her sideways.Mo Liangyi didn't take her words to heart at this time, but just laughed them off. After all, no matter who they married, they were just talking.

Mo Liang took off his outer robe, put on his middle coat and went to bed, lying beside Ling Muqing.Ling Muqing hugged her waist very familiarly, Mo Liangyi was really tired after a hard day, and fell into a dream after a while.Ling Muqing stared at her sleeping face for a while, then closed her eyes.

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