Jiang Qing

Missing the people in the room in his heart, Ling Che was always restless at the banquet, and was given two glasses of wine for a while, so he simply pretended to be drunk and left the banquet with the smell of alcohol.

Ling Che didn't drink alcohol in the first place, but he practiced a little in the Jinxi Army.

Strange to say, the west of Shanxi is not considered remote, even if the army is bitterly cold, it is much better than those soldiers guarding the border.But when he was around the fire at night, he always felt empty in his heart, so he had to fill it up with dirty wine. Gradually, his drinking capacity grew, but the empty space in his heart remained.

It wasn't until he stood in front of the bed and looked at the man with the red hijab in front of him that he felt that the heart he had been hanging on had finally come to fruition.

Greeting relatives today, seeing the guests welcoming and sending off, Ling Che has always felt an unreal feeling of trance. Even though he has earned such a military status after a few years, he still feels that marrying Zhao Jinghe is something that he does not care about in his heart. Dare to think.But now, unknowingly, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with her and accept congratulations from everyone.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Che lifted the hijab.

Since rescuing her from King Jing's tent at that time, Ling Che knew that she looked very good in red, even so, her face under Feng Guanxia's cape really dazzled him.

But her brows were cold, without any shyness of a bride.It was obviously a gorgeous dress, but against her indifferent expression, it was actually bitingly cold.

Seeing Ling Che picking up the handkerchief, Zhao Jinghe walked to the small table and sat down on his own, motioning for him to sit down too.

After he sat down, Zhao Jinghe cast his eyes on him, looked at him quietly for a while, and then said: "General Ling has been in the Jinxi Army for a long time, and he should not be willing to let down this hard work. "

Hearing that she still called him "General", Ling Che smiled wryly, and replied, "What can the Eldest Princess tell you?"

"The urgent letter of Wu Ce, Marquis of Jinxi, who was seriously ill, has been transmitted three times this month. You must have been helpless when you were forced by your majesty to go back to the west to marry me. You should understand your majesty's thoughts. I will hint to you for His Majesty, and I will not ask too much about the military power in your hands. Similarly, I will not be a husband and wife, Mrs. Ling, I will still run my school and do what I want We don't interfere with the water of the river, just like when we were not married, we don't restrain ourselves and don't interfere with each other."

Zhao Jinghe paused for a moment, looked him up, and said: "Of course, the young hero of General Ling should not be restrained by me. If there is someone I like for a day, I will also ask His Majesty to make peace."

"it is good."

Ling Che's answer was decisive and resolute, and the rhetoric that Zhao Jinghe had been brewing in his heart for a long time was actually useless.In a daze, he raised the wine glass on the table: "Since today's agreement has been reached, why not take this wine as proof."

Seeing the hazy shadow outside, Zhao Jinghe picked up the wine glass and wrapped it around Ling Che's arm, drank the wine in one gulp, showed him the empty glass, and smiled: "Drink first as a respect."

Finally seeing her smiling face, Ling Che's eyes couldn't help being tinged with a smile, and he also drank the wine in his glass.

The wine is not strong, but it seems that he dared to grab the cuff of the person who was about to get up because of the smell of the wine: "Actually, it was not the first time you and I met on the day when the palace was burned. You saved me, in the outskirts of Pingdu. In the racecourse, the horse trainer who was punished was me."

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Jinghe had surprise in his eyes, but was quickly suppressed by her.

"I just want to tell you, don't be too guarded against me. You are kind to me. I came to Pingdu to ask for a marriage just to repay the kindness. I have nothing else to ask. I just hope that you can be as happy as before and do what you want In anything, the Jinxi Army will be your backing, and so will I. So, don't rush to abandon me, let me not even have a name to protect you." Ling Che stuffed the note that he had kept all along. Into her hands, eyes full of anticipation.

He hoped that she would recognize him, as if as long as she could recognize him as the boy he had saved back then, she would withdraw her indifference and still treat him with the same preference.

Zhao Jinghe stared at him for a long time with a complicated expression, then unfolded the yellowed paper, and read: "You don't want to repay mere yellow and white things. A man should live in the world and should not be imprisoned in a corner."

She crossed the small table, pinched Ling Che's chin with Danko's painted fingertips, stared at Ling Che seriously for a while, with complicated emotions in her eyes, and finally laughed out loud: "I regret it. If I had known earlier The person you save will harm my brother, I would rather you die in the racecourse, and never show up."

Zhao Jinghe let go, watched the light in Ling Che's eyes dim, turned around, and said softly: "I have told many people like that, and most of them are unhappy. People can always remember The kindness of giving charcoal in the snow, those who can make a difference gradually become my brother's confidantes, his staff, his help in the court, and his loyal soldiers. If it weren't for Bai Bingchen to assist His Majesty to intervene, you would also be my brother's account One of the subordinates. General Ling has been in charge of the army for many years, so you don’t know this little trick to win over, right?”

Her voice was very soft, but every word was like thunder, hitting Ling Che's heart.

He stood up, his eyes full of disbelief: "I don't believe it. At that time, I was just a horse trainer with no power and low status. Even if I died suddenly, no one would care about it. One day you will become famous and go to King Jing?"

"Indeed, of course, I don't need to win over someone like you. It's just that it was a good example of repaying hatred with kindness at that time. At that time, my brother was a little impetuous, and he would be very harsh in the future. I had to set an example and let my brother know What does it mean to be lenient and careless? Only in this way, the people under my brother will be more loyal."

Zhao Jinghe looked over with his clear eyes, as if he wanted to see something through his expression, he sneered and said, "You don't really think that I treated you favorably at that time?"

The little warmth that has been carefully kept in her arms is actually just a play on the occasion.The little recognition that he once cherished so much was all melted into her sarcasm. On their wedding night, when he thought he could reach the corner of his clothes, he was severely poured with cold water.

They were so close that Ling Che could caress her cheek as long as he stretched out his hand, but he never felt that he was so far away from her.

The pair of gentle eyes in memory overlapped with the cold eyes now, and Ling Che couldn't help taking a few steps back. His belief and pillars all along collapsed in a few words.

He wishfully sketched the appearance of Zhao Jinghe in his memory, and every time he thought about it, her warmth would be magnified. Gradually, he built a gentle and kind Zhao Jinghe in his heart.And this "Zhao Jinghe" accompanied him and supported him through the troughs and ups and downs. When he really tried to catch up with her, he realized that Zhao Jinghe was not what he imagined at all.

As if seeing through Ling Che's turbulent mind, Zhao Jinghe smiled and put the note on the candle to burn: "What you are chasing is just me in your imagination, you just need a pillar, and at that time I happened to be Appeared. You never really understood me, and the Zhao Jinghe in your heart never survived in this world."

"So. What do you want to protect, is the me in front of you, or the kind and beautiful bubble in your heart?" Zhao Jinghe picked the wick, "Now that I have seen my true face, General Ling still wants to protect me." Protect me with the Jinxi Army?"

Seeing the ashes of the burnt note falling on the table, she gently blows it away and dissipates.

Just like the figure he has been chasing, it is like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, which cannot be touched.