After the death of the villain

How can such a deep affection be regarded as a deep affection?

Xie Xiangying thought about it, and put these few gold particles back into the kit.

He likes Ling Lang, that wanton and fierce young man in the golden crown and black clothes.These days, Xie Xiangying thought very clearly and clearly.

It's just that if you like it, you like it. If such a liking will put yourself in danger every time, he would rather not.

He was very afraid, afraid that he would fall into the net woven by Ling Lang's affectionately and would not be able to get out.A smart and scheming person like Ling Lang would not stretch out his hands when he was in despair, but would only add a few flowers to decorate him with affection when he was safe.

The enemy's country is destroyed, and the counselor dies.

As far as Ling Lang is concerned, he is not a counselor.

He went through Ling Lang's most difficult years, but Xiang Linglang never showed up at his most difficult time. This person, even sharing difficulties is unilateral, so how can we talk about sharing wealth and honor.

The weather is getting warmer gradually, and the thick winter clothes have been taken off, and people feel a lot more relaxed, and their spirits are much better.

Yizhu's condition has stabilized, and according to what the family said, Ling Lang invited a genius doctor named Zhang to come.

Xie Xiangying wanted to see Zhang Ling, so he deliberately waited outside the mansion when Zhang Ling went to the eldest princess's mansion for a pulse check in the morning.

I haven't seen him for many years, but Zhang Ling still looks like a few years ago, as if he has never left Shengjing.

As soon as Zhang Ling came out, he saw a smiling man outside the door.He felt as if he had seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Sir." Xie Xiangying cupped his hands and asked, "How is sir?"

"Everything is the same as before." Zhang Ling didn't know why he was talking to this person, but he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and now he really wanted to say something to him.

"How is Mr. Gu?" Xie Xiangying asked again.

Hearing these words, Zhang Ling's originally calm eyes became turbulent: "He...is not well."

"How could it be?" Could it be that the Northeast is too bitterly cold.

Zhang Ling took a look at Xie Xiangying and said, "He used to live for his master all his life. After Ling Qiang's incident was found out, he was also found out about the fire in the Prince Regent's Mansion. The fire was caused by members of the Shen family." Fang, he hated the wrong person because of this matter, and also killed a friend, and he feels very guilty."

"What if that friend doesn't blame him anymore." Xie Xiangying asked him, he never hated Gu Feiran, if it wasn't for his unsteady heart, he wouldn't be provoked by someone with a heart.

"A person cannot be brought back to life after death. Even if he comes back to life, what he has done cannot be changed, nor can it... be taken back."

When Zhang Ling said this, he suddenly froze for a moment. There were thick clouds in his eyes that could not be removed, and there was no light in sight.

This person must have experienced many things. Would a doctor who is used to seeing life and death have such sad moments?

Xie Xiangying looked at Zhang Ling and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Where do you want to go, sir?" Xie Xiangying asked.

Zhang Ling thought for a while and replied, "Home is everywhere."

"Cosmopolitan?"

"Yes, I am looking for an old friend."

"What kind of old friend."

"His legs are not very good, and he sits on a chair like a Qixiang car."

"He is also traveling around the world."

"Correct."

That man is still standing upright.

Xie Xiangying looked at Zhang Ling, and for some reason, suddenly said: "If there is a chance, I will go with you, sir. Your servant, Xie Xiangfeng."

"Xie Xiangfeng?" Zhang Ling's eyes moved when he heard these three words.

"Yes, mountains and rivers meet each other, see you someday."

Xie Xiangying bowed his hands to Zhang Ling, and disappeared in the street paved with bluestone slabs the next moment.

Zhang Ling stared at the foggy morning in a daze for a long time.

Xie Xiangying didn't go back to the Zhou Mansion after bidding farewell to Zhang Ling. He took the road to Taiping Street to visit the most prosperous street in Northern Qi Dynasty.

In the Huihui building, I saw Mo Linquan who was delivering goods to the building. This kid was a little more mature than before, and he looked like a big shopkeeper.

By the time he reacted, he had already walked near the Regent's Palace.

The guards of the Prince Regent's Mansion stood up straight with swords as before.

Ling Lang did not announce the fake regent to the outside world, nor did he deal with Shen Weichuan who was planning everywhere.

I don't know who is enjoying the glory in the cage under the ghost mask of the Regent's Palace.

Just as he was thinking, the carriage came not far away.

People in apricot-colored clothes got off the carriage, quietly waiting for the regent who came back from the carriage.

The man in luxurious court clothes went to the mansion, Zhuo Ying clenched the knife in her hand, and was about to lead the carriage, when she suddenly met Xie Xiangying's eyes.

Some people can see the soul through the eyes.

"Master." Zhuoying still came over, she looked at Xie Xiangying, her eyes were a little red.She shouldn't have come over, his master has always been the one who most wanted to get rid of the system and tasks.But if you don't come to him today, you don't know when it will be tomorrow.

"Don't call me master, I'm not your master now."

It seems that this person has placed a new soul in that body.

Zhuoying didn't speak, just looked at Xie Xiangying silently, if the relationship between the two of them was not master and servant, what else could it be.

"Call me to meet you, this is my name."

"Welcome, thank you for your welcome."

"How is your new master?" Xie Xiangying asked.

Zhuo Ying forced a smile and said, "He's very obedient and enthusiastic about his work, but it's a pity that he no longer has any real power in his hands, and he can't complete the task of rebelling and dying at the moment."

Ling Lang took over most of the power of the Prince Regent's Mansion, and the few cronies accepted by the Prince Regent are also being defeated one by one. The world is established, and the word "Prince Regent" will soon no longer be a symbol of power.

Perhaps in ten years or so, the fake regent will retire and return home.

"It's good, you don't have to worry about him in the future, you can do what you want."

"What do I want to do?"

Zhuoying's eyes drooped. She never thought about what she wanted to do. Since she was born, she lived to protect Xie Yin's body. Today, she no longer knows what she wants to do.

If she had to say it, she wanted to follow Xie Xiangying.

"Master, they say you are leaving."

"Who said that?" Xie Xiangying didn't remember saying this to others.

"I forgot, but where are you going and are you coming back?"

"Yes, I'll come back when I'm tired, otherwise where would I go." Xie Xiangying had a gentle smile on his face, no matter where he went, Northern Qi was his hometown.If you are tired and tired, you will naturally come back here again.

"Really?" The light in Zhuo Ying's eyes returned.

"I never lied to you."

"Then, master take this." Zhuoying said as she took off the bells around her waist and put them in Xie Xiangying's hands. She looked up at the person in front of her and said, "This is the string of bells hanging on the head of the master's bed. I don’t know where the other string is, since it’s already lost, I’ll give you this string. This bell can guess His Majesty’s mind, so I think it’s still useful.”

"I'm still guessing what he's thinking."

Xie Xiangying looked at the bell in his hand, and suddenly another string rang, which seemed to be hanging on the bedside of Tongyou Palace.That string should be left as a thought for the children, otherwise they would walk away without a sound, without even a trace.

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