After the death of the villain

Xie Xiangying wanted to take a step forward, but felt that this step was extremely heavy.

Just step outside the shrine and several carefully maintained identities are revealed.

Because of the Qingshuilin incident, he has been avoiding Ling Lang all these years.

He probably understands how much Ling Lang attaches importance to Xie Yin, the emperor's teacher, but as the emperor's teacher, he is also feeling wronged for Ling Qingyun.He blamed Ling Lang for his indifference, and why he had to sit on the sidelines until the last moment before he was willing to make a move, but when he was the emperor teacher, these words could not be expressed in his mouth.

He lived so tangled and awkward.

He is the king regent who confronts Ling Lang tit for tat in the court, and he is the emperor teacher who is ready for Ling Lang everywhere in Tongyou Hall.Even Shang Yuanye was the one who prayed with Ling Lang in the Eightfold Pagoda.

He has always been someone else, but he has his own feelings, can't distinguish everything, and can't be that "other".

That day Ling Lang asked him what the emperor's teacher wanted in his heart, Xie Xiangying could only tell him what the emperor's teacher wanted, but he couldn't say what he wanted in his heart.Living as someone else for several years made him almost forget who he was.

There was a fire surging in his chest, and that fire drove him to the place where he was praying together with Ling Lang, and he met this young man in a wedding dress, but he didn't tell him, what happened next? What should be done.

Xie Xiangying was standing in the dark hall, his clenched fists suddenly loosened.He raised his hand to remove the flower hairpin tied in his hair and put it behind the statue.This hairpin was given by Ling Lang to the Emperor Master Xie Yin who was obedient to him.He likes this gift, but he doesn't like the self who obeys orders like that, which is the personality that Zhuoying gave him.

Xie Xiangying lowered his eyebrows slightly, looked at the slender flower hairpin, and let out a breath of cold air.Perhaps the task should be completed as soon as possible, it doesn't matter whether he died of illness or died by Ling Lang's knife in the end.He didn't want to be like this now, where he was clearly separated but had to stick together again.

He wants to live for himself, and wants to express his likes, dislikes and expectations in his heart.

Xie Xiangying turned around, but after all, he still couldn't step out of the temple.

The man walked towards the stairs, and walked very slowly for a few steps. He looked back at the young man under the low night, then turned around resolutely, and hurried downstairs.

The cold night wind blew across his cheeks, Xie Xiangying didn't go back to the palace, but turned his horse's head to Beiyuan.

In this empty hunting ground under the night, galloping on horses, one feels the boundless tranquility and loneliness slowly devouring oneself.

It's ridiculous to say that he is the loneliest person in the world in the most prosperous capital city and the most luxurious palace in Northern Qi Dynasty.

Using the identity of others, speaking the lines that should be said, you can't show your heart, and you can't trust anyone.

He used to have the courage to go forward and the determination to serve Ling Lang no matter what.But in the end, he found himself like a lonely ghost outside the six realms.

He is not a savior, and there is no savior to save him.

The man fell from the horse on the dew-stained grass, Xie Xiangying looked at the moon in the sky, and suddenly cried bitterly.

"Young master, it's time to drink the medicine."

In a trance, I heard Hongyu talking to herself.

There was a dull pain in my heart, but it wasn't as unbearable as before.Xie Xiangying's sense of taste is extremely sensitive, and even though he didn't see the prescription, he knew that the types and dosage of herbs were obviously decreasing.

Reducing the dose is a sign of the disease's recovery. This frail body is still able to support it, and it is estimated that it will live a long life.

Xie Xiangying got up slowly, sat on the couch and looked at the girls who were busy in and out of the hall.

Hongyu handed over the medicine bowl, her eyes were very red.Xie Xiangying didn't come back all night yesterday, when he came back in the morning, his clothes were torn and he lost his soul, it really made people feel distressed.

"Don't worry about me."

Xie Xiangying said with great effort that what he is most afraid of at the moment is that the day he fakes his death, this little girl will cry for him.Hongyu has been with her since she was 13 years old, and Xie Xiangying couldn't bear her to cry.

"Young master, drink the medicine quickly, and sleep for a while after drinking." Hongyu reminded.

Xie Xiangying nodded and asked her, "Did Your Majesty come here yesterday?"

"No, His Majesty is busy with frontier affairs and hasn't come back for several days."

Not only Ling Lang, but also Xie Xiangying.Except for one meeting at night and one meeting in the morning, I don't see anyone the rest of the time.Men's ambitions are everywhere, they are people who are in the harem, but their hearts are in the front court.Can't stay, can't see.

Hongyu bit her lip, suddenly a little envious of the two of them having such long-cherished and sleepy days.

The person on the couch coughed a few more times, Hongyu took the medicine bowl and handed over the handkerchief.She is the girl who has been with Xie Xiangying for the longest time. She is considerate and careful. Xie Xiangying can understand the meaning of every movement and look in Xie Xiangying's eyes.

Xie Xiang greeted him with a handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "You are not too young, do you have someone you like?"

Hearing this, Hongyu blushed and said, "I won't go anywhere, just stay by the young master's side."

"How can I do that, I will become an old girl." Xie Xiangying teased her.

Hongyu smiled and said: "I was six years old when I was sold to the general's mansion. I thought that my whole life would be served tea and water. It was only after I followed the son that I realized that my daughter can also read and write, and her joy, anger, sorrow and joy can be controlled by others. I know. If I go to someone else, I don’t have such a chance.”

People's hearts can be sensed, and Hongyu can see that Xie Xiangying's kindness to others is definitely not because of his pity for humble people in a high position.He does not flatter the rich and powerful, does not despise the common people, his heart is more genuine than real gold.

"Then don't leave."

After he left, he arranged Hongyu by Xie Hengyun's side. Although Hengyun was a child at heart, he treated people very well.

Seeing that Ling Lang was about to get married, he had to make arrangements for the people around him as soon as possible.After handling the front and rear matters properly, he can leave with some peace of mind.

Xie Xiangying looked at Hongyu, and suddenly heard a commotion from the courtyard.

"Outside, what's the matter?" Xie Xiangying asked.

Hongyu thought for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is going to the barracks. I heard from Mr. Sun that the Northeast has not been peaceful. The chaos in Dongling is severe, and there are no shackles in Jingsheng. He is always ready to move."

"Barracks."

Xie Xiangying looked in the direction of the outer hall, slightly dazed.

It turned out that Ling Lang was going to go to war, so why didn't he tell him.

Xie Xiangying lifted the quilt and got up, put on his shoes and went out of the hall.

Outside Tongyou Hall, several carriages drove towards the north gate.

Among the crowd, Xie Xiangying saw Lian Sheng wearing a moon-white dress and getting into the spacious carriage, which was Ling Lang's carriage.

"Your Highness, put on some clothes."

Hongyu walked out of Tongyou Hall, and found that Xie Xiangying was chasing the carriage step by step with her hair loose.

The carriage moved very quickly, and Xie Xiangying had a lot of effort to catch up with his old and newly injured legs.

He didn't know why he wanted to chase after him, but he only knew that if he couldn't see Ling Lang today, he wouldn't be at peace.

Without a token, you can't leave the palace gate, Xie Xiangying walked to the gate of the palace, turned around and went up the tower before thinking about it.

His hand skipped over the icy city wall, and his gaze followed the crowd.

When climbing the last stone steps of the tower, he finally saw a familiar figure.

The man on the horse was dressed in black, his black hair tied together by a golden crown, holding the rein in his hand, quietly waiting for the carriage to arrive.

The child has indeed grown up, this tall and straight figure of martial arts, and the thin and thin little Baozi a few years ago are separated from each other, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he must not dare to recognize each other.

Xie Xiangying couldn't bear to look away, staring straight at the boy's long hair flying in the wind.

This trip to Lorraine is about three to five months apart, for some reason, Xie Xiangying has a feeling that is hard to see in this life.

"My lord, put on your clothes."

Hongyu caught up with Xie Xiangying, and put the robe in her hand on him.

Xie Xiangying smiled slightly at Hongyu, took one last look at Ling Lang, and turned to go downstairs.

The person under the horse looked back suddenly, and when he saw the white clothes on the tower, he pulled the rein in his hand.

"drive!"

Take the lead and march northward.

The person on the horse has a firm gaze.

He will fulfill what Xie Xiangying wanted in his heart, let Xie Xiangying see a big wedding full of red silk, and let him see the beautiful mountains and rivers he has settled down.

Every time Ling Lang went to the military camp, he would always settle Xie Xiangying first, and this time was no exception.

Although he never said goodbye, he kept both Sun Liangyu and Ningyun behind.Several guards took turns to be on duty outside the Tongyou Hall, and there was no room for omissions.

Xie Xiangying was still in the west side hall, the lights in the main hall and the east side hall were turned off, every day and night in the future, only the west side hall was still lit with candles.

Xie Xiangying didn't fall asleep for several nights, and wrote down the doubts in his mind one by one in the booklet.

The death of the queen, the fire in the regent's palace, and the poison on the body of the former imperial envoy.

The timing of all this happened was too coincidental.Queen Wang died after giving birth to Ling Lang, and the Prince Regent's Mansion was on fire at the beginning of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

A prince without a mother, a pre-determined world.Possessing these is equivalent to controlling the entire Northern Qi Dynasty, and everything is in the best interest of the Shen family.But the Northern Qi with orphans and widowed mothers seems to be very beneficial to the princes.

The regent Ling Qingyun is already a puppet, so the people behind the scenes shouldn't wait for Ling Lang to grow up.Wouldn't it be better to seize power when Ling Lang was young.

Xie Xiangying's eyes fell on the tip of the pen, he put away the booklet with dry ink, wrote another note and tied it to the pigeon's leg, and asked Hongyu to let it out.

Liansheng was the one who became king, and he was always worried that this person's mind was impure.What he had been suspicious of before was who and what lineage, but now that he thinks about it carefully, it is not clear that Cheng Wang and Shen's lineage colluded.

Xie Xiangying is not a person who likes to plot tricks, but now he has to find out these complicated and confusing things.Anyway, he also came to Beiqi, if he didn't figure out these things, how could he leave willingly.

Seeing that Xie Xiangying wrote seriously, Hongyu brought a few plates of snacks over.

Xie Xiangying looked at the red plum crumble in front of him, and asked Hongyu, "Did you buy it when you went out of the palace?"

Hongyu glanced outside the hall, and said with a smile: "It's not that the slaves left the palace, but His Majesty sent someone to invite Mo Linquan's mother, Mrs. Liu. These were made by Mrs. Liu in our small kitchen."

"Mrs. Liu." Xie Xiangying looked at Hongyu, and the face of Mrs. Liu appeared in his mind. Even in Huihui Building, this person rarely did anything himself, so why did he come all the way here.

"I'm going to see Mrs. Liu."

After Xie Xiangying finished speaking, he got up and went out of the hall.

Hongyu originally wanted Liu Ruomei to come over, but in an instant there was no sign of Xie Xiangying in the Kung Fu Hall.

People took advantage of the night to go to the small kitchen.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by the fragrance of glutinous rice and plum blossoms.

The slender figure standing by the fire was Mo Linquan's mother Liu Ruomei.

"Mrs. Liu."

"Thank you, my lord." Liu Ruomei put down the dough in her hand, bowed her knees and said, "I've seen you, my lord."

"Ma'am, you don't need to be too polite, you and I are still outside the palace."

I haven't been to Huihui Building for a long time, but when I saw her today, I felt that Liu Ruomei was very kind.She is still the same as before, although she is not wearing silk or satin, she acts like a pampered wife of a noble family.

Liu Ruomei wiped her hands on the hood she was wearing, and said, "I heard that your lord has a bad appetite, so Manager Sun specially asked Cao Min to come into the palace to prepare meals for your lord."

"Where is she so delicate? If Madam is not used to living here, she can leave the palace at any time."

He really doesn't like the food in the palace, but it's not unbearable. Liu Ruomei, a first-class female class, will definitely attract attention if she is placed in Tongyou Hall.

"The palace is naturally the best."

Liu Ruomei's gaze moved slightly, she looked at Xie Xiangying, and then at the pastries that had just been shaped on the table.

Xie Xiangying fell in love with that watery tenderness.Liu Ruomei is an extremely beautiful woman, even with a scar on her forehead, her natural beauty can be seen.

Every time Xie Xiangying sees Liu Ruomei, he can't help but think about what this person has experienced.What kind of vicious person is willing to leave such a hideous mark on a beautiful woman's face.

It doesn't look like a simple disfigurement, but rather like wanting to kill with a knife.

Liu Ruomei never mentioned this to anyone.She is an extremely quiet person, young and beautiful, with few words. Sometimes she can sit facing the window for a whole day, like a painting with a story.

Mo Linquan once said that Liu Ruomei was not his biological mother.Back then when the Mo family's business in the south was doing well, his father bought a young woman with a scar on her forehead from a human trafficker as a concubine.She is gentle and kind, and can make more dim sum than Mo Linquan has ever eaten.Mo's dim sum shop was very popular in the south, and more than half of the credit goes to this concubine who bought it.His father dotes on Liu Ruomei very much, but Liu Ruomei doesn't like gold and silver, silk and silk, and doesn't like to laugh.

Such a woman is too mysterious.

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