[Xiangmi] Burning Heart Tribulation

Lingzhao's injuries were not serious, and with the help of the water god to heal her injuries, she woke up after not being unconscious for a long time.After waking up, she found herself in an unfamiliar hall, looking at the surrounding layout, it looked like a guest room in a side hall of Xuanji Palace.

She still had some pain in her chest, but it didn't affect her actions. She was thinking about Runyu again, so she got out of bed and left the side hall.She walked around the garden of Xuanji Palace, but saw no one, and finally saw Kuang Lu outside Runyu's bedroom.

Kuang Lu stood outside the door, supporting a little boy in front of her. Seeing Ling Zhao approaching, she hurried forward: "Fairy Ling Zhao, Your Highness, he..."

Hearing the sobs in her voice, Lingzhao's heart tightened, and he hurried to the door to look inside.In the bedroom, Runyu curled up in a corner of the bed, sobbing softly.Although the light in the room was dim, Lingzhao saw the sadness in Runyu, which almost filled the whole bedroom.

A sense of suffocation came again, Ling Zhao opened the door and walked in.

On the bed, Runyu sat in the corner, hugging her knees, hugging herself tightly.There was a clam shell not far in front of him, and in the clam shell was a night pearl, shining like a flickering picture.

Runyu cried softly, her eyes fixed on Ye Mingzhu, her face was full of helplessness.At this time, he was like a scarred little animal, hiding in the corner alone, digesting his own sadness, afraid of being seen as vulnerable.

Runyu is the great majesty of the heaven, the noble night god, even if he is not understood by others, even if he is alone, he still has his own arrogance and dignity.

In the 100 years that Lingzhao has known him, most of the time he was humble and gentle like water, and sometimes he would deal with all kinds of troubles with the majesty of a god.However, he had never been so vulnerable, so helpless.

Now, he was just a child who had just lost his mother, a child who was so painful that he almost collapsed.

Ling Zhao clutched his almost suffocating chest and walked softly towards the bed, for fear of disturbing him.

"Who?" Runyu raised her head abruptly, looking in the direction of the palace door vigilantly, her voice hoarse.

"It's me." Ling Zhao said softly, reaching the bed.

"Azhao?"

"it's me."

"Azhao."

"I'm here." Ling Zhao said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She raised her legs and knelt on the bed, supported the bed board with her hands, slowly approached Runyu, and finally knelt and sat beside him.She looked at the person in front of her, carefully stretched out her right hand, and placed it on Runyu's hand.

Runyu suddenly grabbed the hand, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and almost exhausted all her strength to grab the hand with red marks.

But Lingzhao didn't seem to feel the pain coming from his hand, he just raised his left hand and gently caressed Runyu's face.She carefully brushed away the somewhat messy strands of hair on Runyu's forehead, then slowly moved to under his eyes, wiping the tears on his cheeks.

After straightening her hair and wiping off the tears, Ling Zhao finally cleaned up the embarrassment on Runyu's face, and the person in front of her finally turned back to the cold and arrogant Ye Shen in her heart.

Ling Zhao nodded lightly, twitching the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, but in the next second, his eyes turned red.

She remembered that when she was by the Dongting Lake, Runyu knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged loudly in order to protect Suli.At that time, Runyu had already abandoned all pride and dignity, and only wanted to protect the relatives behind her.

He shouldn't be like this, shouldn't be like this.

No matter who the other party is, he shouldn't show such a humble look.

He should be cold and proud, he has such qualifications.

Gentle and unobtrusive, but unobtrusive, that's the demeanor he should have.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more severe, Ling Zhao took two deep breaths, his nose sore, and the scenery in front of him became blurred.She held Runyu back with her right hand, reached out her left hand to the back of his head, and embraced him in her arms.

"Cry." Lingzhao said softly, as if he was sighing, "Crying out makes me feel better."

Subtle crying came from his arms, and then the crying gradually became louder, as if to vent the pain and grievance in his heart.Ling Zhao approached Runyu, resting his chin on his forehead, and patted his hands behind his back, trying to comfort him.

"Mother, it's my boy's fault, it's my boy who's sorry for you."

"I shouldn't give up my mother, I shouldn't leave, I'm sorry."

"Mother! I'm sorry!"

Lingzhao's hands trembled, and she gently closed her eyes. Tears ran across her cheeks, dripped on her sleeves, and slowly blurred.

Crying, more than one person.

There seemed to be a wind blowing into the bedroom, blowing Lin Zhao's hair at the temples. She opened her eyes, glanced at the door, and summoned her spiritual power.She spread her spiritual power all over her body, raising her own body temperature, and at the same time spreading warmth to Runyu's whole body.It's a pity that her spiritual power is earth, if it is fire, the effect will be better.

She remembered that Runyu was afraid of the cold, so she was natural and would not make him feel cold again.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it is a cup of tea time, maybe it is a quarter of an hour, or it is possible that several hours have passed.Runyu seemed to vent all her pain, stopped crying, and left Lingzhao's embrace.

The two leaned against the bed rail and sat side by side on the edge of the bed, but their hands were still clasped together, and neither of them wanted to let go.Runyu turned her head and saw the water stain on Lingzhao's shoulder, which was where he was leaning on just now.

In my impression, Ling Zhao was the first woman besides his mother who hugged him when he was crying.Her shoulders were not as broad as a man's, but they made him feel completely at ease, as if even if the sky fell, he would be safe.

He looked up at Ling Zhao, and saw that her eyes were red again, with tears still in her eyes, and her face was covered with tears, looking a little embarrassed.He raised his hand to touch his cheek again, and the place he touched was also moist, presumably he himself was in the same embarrassment.

As if feeling his gaze, Ling Zhao turned his head and saw that he was looking at him.Those eyes were clear and clear, with teardrops hanging on the eyelashes, like stars twinkling, but they were even more beautiful than Tianhe.

This silly girl, who just cried for him, is crying for him now, so silly.

This makes him, how can he let go?

Runyu's hand was gradually exerting force, but he heard the sound of breathing in his ears. He lowered his head and saw that the jade hand that he had been holding all this time had been scratched by his fingers.He quickly let go of his hand, a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes.

Lingzhao followed his gaze, and naturally noticed the situation. She retracted her hands and hid them in her sleeves, and looked at Runyu worriedly: "Are you feeling better?"

"I'm... fine." Runyu replied, her voice hoarse from crying.

Hearing his voice become like this, Lingzhao was afraid that he would hurt his throat, so he thought about bringing him a cup of tea to moisten his throat.Unexpectedly, just as she was about to get up, Runyu raised her hand to grab her arm and pulled it back forcefully.She was unstable and fell directly on Runyu, and was hugged by him from behind.

"Don't go..." Runyu begged a little in her voice, "Azhao, don't go..."

Sensing the restraint of the people behind him and the trembling of his hands, Lingzhao nodded and comforted him: "I just want to pour you a cup of tea, I won't leave."

"Don't leave me." Runyu's arms tightened a little more.

Ling Zhao raised his hand, put it on Runyu's arm, and patted him lightly according to a certain rhythm, to calm his emotions.

"Does the wound still hurt? Would you like me to look at it for you?" She turned her head and asked.

"Water Fairy helped me heal my wounds, and there is no serious problem." Runyu said, her voice much calmer.

"You're hurt so badly, do you want to take a rest?" Ling Zhao said, "I'll stay with you right here, and I won't go anywhere."

After a moment of silence, Runyu nodded and let go of her arms.Ling Zhao got up and retreated to the couch, supported Runyu to lie down, then knelt and sat on the ground beside the bed, intertwining his fingers with Runyu.

Runyu looked at Lingzhao without saying a word, just kept watching, as if reluctant to close her eyes.Lingzhao had no choice but to raise his hand to cover Runyu's eyes, and after about a stick of incense, he slowly moved his hand away, and Runyu also closed his eyes.

Ling Zhao sat on the ground, lying on the edge of the bed with his head resting on his arms, looking at Runyu.The eyebrows and eyes of this person in front of him are as elegant as the ink painting when the two first met in the Nine Heavens Palace.

But at this time, this Danqing seemed to be entangled in turbid air, which made people feel distressed.

Why did all these things happen to him?

Why can't he be happier?

Ling Zhao raised his hand, brushed away the broken hair on Runyu's forehead, and whispered: "I will always be with you."

"As long as you don't care, I will always be with you."

No matter what kind of identity it is.