Qinglian Snow Heavy

The doctors in the hospital are on first-level combat readiness, preparing wound medicine to change Qinglian's clothes.Qinglian's hands and feet were so festered, Qinglian's fingers were bloody and bloody, and one of her knuckles was broken by the heavy string of black steel, but Qinglian didn't realize it during the ceremony.This ceremony was carried out in the wind and snow, and Qinglian put all her heart and soul into it, and her heart was deeply chilled, so every time Qinglian took a breath, it was like a thousand needles were pierced through her chest and lungs.Qinglian was awake all the time, enduring the pain of cleaning and changing dressings every minute of her waking up, Qinglian suppressed moaning and panting, but was still gasping and coughing from the surging blood.Qinglian hurriedly comforted Jiarui, but her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't speak. From this, the imperial doctors found that Qinglian's vocal cords were damaged, and her voice fell down. They were afraid that her voice would be hoarse or she would not be able to speak at all. .Jiarui hugged Qinglian tightly, buried her face in the soft hair on Qinglian's neck, and tears slowly seeped into Qinglian's hair.Jia Rui tries hard to turn over his memories, but he can't recall Qinglian's last words.Originally I thought that hard work could always keep it, and one day I would be able to keep it, but I didn't know how easy it is to lose, and I couldn't tolerate my own objections.Jia Rui knew exactly why Qinglian's clear voice was lost, if it wasn't for the mourning sacrifice that touched the gods, why would Qinglian's body be riddled with holes.Feeling the wetness on her cheeks, Qinglian raised her gauze-wrapped hand and pressed it clumsily on Jia Rui's head as a comfort, a relieved smile spread between her brows and eyes.Losing her voice is not a big deal, Qing Lian had made a sacrifice with the determination to die, and now the Moon God, regardless of her sinful body, opened the clouds to reveal the moon, which is already a great blessing.Qinglian pursed her lips, feeling relieved and relaxed in her heart. The loss of her voice meant that the Moon God had already enjoyed his sacrifice.God's promise must be there

From the beginning to the end, the disaster of Yin country must be over.Qinglian stroked Jiarui's hair, feeling a sense of loss in her heart, and feared that it would be difficult to sing for Jiarui and Brother Yu again.After tidying up, Jiarui hugged Qinglian and stayed in Ziwei Hall.According to the Notes of the Emperor's Daily Life, the first and only person who accompanied Emperor Jiarui to spend the night on the dragon bed was Qinglian, a priest of the Moon Kingdom.Qinglian felt dizzy from deep thought, trembling all the time, unable to fall asleep, while Jiarui let Qinglian pillow on his chest and hugged each other all night.

Jiarui leaned against the bed screen and stayed up all night, staring at Qinglian all the time, pointing her fingers between Qinglian's frowning brows, hoping to soothe the sadness and fear in Qinglian's sleep.The next day dawned very early, and it was sunny outside before Mao's time. Jiarui rubbed his sore eyes, watching Qinglian, who had been haunted by nightmares in her arms all night, finally fell asleep.Jiarui carefully moved out of the bed, helped Qinglian tuck up the corners of the quilt, pulled towards the bed curtain, and backed out.

Jia Rui pushed open the window pane, and the sunny light reflected by the white snow hit her face, it was a bit dazzling, Jia Rui unconsciously raised her hand to cover it.Looking at the sky, Jiarui saw the clear blue sky, and could not see the scorching sun through the palaces, but he could imagine how the country would be prosperous when the sun rose.

At this time, the palace servants came forward to serve on tiptoe with toilet utensils and a change of clothes. After getting dressed, Jia Rui glanced at the slightly moving bed curtain with a smile, and strode out of the palace.Jiarui stepped into the brilliant sunlight, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of gold, and the front was bright, even the rough road was illuminated by the sunlight.Jiarui raised her head, bathed in the light that Qinglian had exchanged for herself and Yinguo, and walked towards the main hall of Ziwei, to discuss the state affairs, rectify the discipline, and recover the losses.

Qinglian woke up the moment Jiarui left her. If it wasn't for Jiarui's firm and broad chest as a backrest, how could Qinglian, who was sinking in a deep nightmare, be able to sleep.In front of the bright moonlight, Qinglian dreamed that she was standing on a high platform by the Luoyue River and bathed in the favor of the moon god, but in a blink of an eye, she saw the clear blue waves instantly turning red, like blood mixed with a fishy smell. Come on, it's even more creepy than the Lantai torture chamber.Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and Qinglian couldn't stand still and fell from the mountain to the moon river.

Qinglian suddenly woke up and found that Jiarui's bed curtain moved slightly, and Jiarui was no longer by her side.Qinglian was dripping with cold sweat, and her heart was palpitating. The poisonous oath she swore with blood before echoed in her ears, "...Blood-stained Luoyue River Bay! Forsaken by all gods and humans! Eternal sin!" It sounded like a landslide and an earth-shattering sound.Qinglian became extremely disturbed. Every year on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, the Moon Worship Ceremony will be held in the Moon Kingdom. Priests will go up to the platform to pray for the blessing of the Moon God in the new year. This is considered to be an even more important ceremony than offering sacrifices to the ancestral temple in the New Year. .Qinglian made an oath with the spirit of the moon god, but she violated the oath herself. The snowy moon and clear light last night showed that the moon god accepted the sacrifice and forgave herself.But there are debts and repayments, who will bear the heavy sins accumulated in the past, and whose blood is it that stains Luoyue Bay red?The people of the Yin Kingdom are innocent, but what about the people of the Yue Kingdom and He Fu?The more Qinglian thought about it, the more frightened she became. She struggled to get up, but fell off the bed due to the weakness of her limbs, just as Tong Jingyu turned the curtain and entered.

Although Qinglian was awake, her mind became more and more chaotic, her eyes were scarlet for a while, and boundless darkness for a while.Tong Jingyu looked at Qinglian rolling to the ground, not knowing what to look for, he eagerly called Qinglian's name.Unexpectedly, this sound fell into Qinglian's ears and turned into a loud cry and roar, which was very similar to the shrill scream of the evil spirits of hell.

The wrapped gauze on Qinglian's hand was bleeding, and the wound on her foot was split open and rolled out tender flesh, but Qinglian didn't notice it.Qinglian prostrated herself on the ground, her hair was disheveled, and she searched the ground aimlessly.Tong Jingyu couldn't see it anymore, and rushed over to help Qinglian up. In order to restrain Qinglian's struggle, she imprisoned Qinglian in her arms.After the court meeting, Jiarui stayed in the imperial study and continued to deal with the government affairs reported by various ministries, while Tong Jingyu asked Jiarui for a favor and came to visit Qinglian.Tong Jingyu entered the emperor's bedroom privately as a courtier, which shows how much honor Jiarui bestowed on him. On the other hand, Jiarui also hoped that Qinglian would be accompanied by relatives when she was not around Qinglian.Tong Jingyu hurried over full of joy, but she didn't know that what she saw was such a scene.

"Qinglian, Qinglian, what's wrong with you!" Tong Jingyu shouted, but Qinglian didn't seem to hear her at all, struggling more and more.Tong Jingyu held Qinglian's swaying head with her stiff hands, and brushed away the messy hair that Qinglian rubbed into her eyes.Then Tong Jingyu saw Qinglian's out-of-focus eyes, her expression became dazed, the corners of her mouth slid down with blood, and there were intermittent hoarse "ho hoo" sounds.

Tong Jingyu felt that Qinglian's body was trembling violently, as if she had been enduring great pain, and Tong Jingyu was also in pain.Qinglian, who was as holy as the son of God under the moon yesterday, stood alone on the high altar like a banished fairy, but now she is so mad and reduced to dust.Tong Jingyu slowly let go of her arms, and once the restraint was loosened, Qinglian rolled on the ground as if she was dying, and crawled on the ground not knowing what to look for.Tong Jingyu took a deep breath, raised her elbow and hit Qinglian on the neck, ending Qinglian's crazy actions.

Tong Jingyu hurriedly carried Qinglian, who was unconscious, back to the bed, and let the imperial physician who followed her come forward for diagnosis and treatment.The highly skilled old doctor of the Imperial Hospital surrounded Qinglian for a long time but failed to diagnose why Qinglian suddenly fell into insanity. He vaguely said that it might be because her body was too weak and she was caught in the evil wind, so she should just rest and recuperate.The room was lit with incense, and Tong Jingyu fed Qinglian the decoction that calms the mind and strengthens the vitality, and stayed by Qinglian's side until Jiarui came back.I thought that Qinglian would regain her energy after sleeping, or that Qinglian would not feel uneasy when Jiarui was beside her, but what she didn't expect was that Qinglian's madness seemed to be getting worse.Qinglian spent more and more time in a coma, while the few people who were awake went crazy.Day by day, the imperial physicians couldn't explain why, but they saw that Qinglian was haggard and thin, until she almost lost her shape.Forced by the irascible emperor, the old doctor of the Imperial Hospital had no choice but to say in fear: "Returning to the emperor, according to the old minister, the young master's illness is unusual. They all say that there are secret magic and immortal methods in the Moon Kingdom. Could it be that the young master has entered a nightmare? Cursed?"

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Qinglian's eyes didn't blink, and she stared blankly into the distance. Jiarui followed Qinglian's eyes and saw nothing except the bright red walls and green tiles after the snow had melted.Qinglian was still looking into the distance persistently, while Jiarui looked back at Qinglian in her arms. Now Qinglian was leaning on her chest calmly, but Jiarui did not dare to relax her embrace.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qinglian seems to have closed her six senses and lost her response to the outside world. In fact, Qinglian's thoughts are still very clear when she is awake for a moment. Struggling is useless.Qinglian couldn't speak, and her eyes looking into the distance had no focus, she was already speechless, and now she couldn't even see.Although looking into the distance, Qinglian can't see anything except the bloody red blood, but Qinglian knows that she is not blind, these are just the punishment of the Moon God.When she could still see phantoms before, Qinglian's eyes were full of broken bones after the sea of ​​blood had been washed away, as if countless drowning hands stretched out from the ground, seeking her own help.Before Qinglian rushed over, Yu instantly turned into white bones and shattered into powder, dissipating in front of her eyes.

It is so easy to die in life, with a beautiful face and bones, but in an instant, Qinglian's ears are filled with shrill screams, layer upon layer.Qinglian once faced life and death in that epidemic. At that time, Qinglian was just a quiet corpse and couldn't bear it.in today's