Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

The moonlight cast a frost-like brilliance, and the wind on the porch was dazzling.

Tamara Gaya stood in front of the stone steps, her face looked like a cold moon, her blue eyes were cold, and she closed her eyes as she listened to the intermittent fate and Yaoying speaking from the room behind him.

She is fine.

The chill was soaking up bit by bit. Standing in the shadow of the moonlight and the light, he suppressed the sweetness that was pouring into his throat, and his thoughts calmed down.

The wrinkled waves in my heart slowly returned to peace.

With a loud bang, the courtyard gate was smashed open vigorously, and a tall man rushed in surrounded by the soldiers, his sword brows frowned, his expression anxious, a gust of wind blew across the vestibule, and he stepped on the stone steps. It was the anxious gaze that met Tamaraga's gaze, and his footsteps paused slightly.

"A Lang!" The soldiers ran out from the house, "Qiniang is all right!"

Li Zhongqian's face was full of anxiety. He retracted his gaze and walked in quickly while asking: "What's the matter? Why did Mingyue Slave suddenly become ill? Did Li Xuanzhen's servant do something?"

The soldier replied: "His Royal Highness didn't do anything. He even blocked Qiniang and was injured. I don't know what happened, Qiniang suddenly became ill. The disease is dangerous. How many doctors the Regent has invited to see. It doesn't make sense... Fortunately, Qiniang has just turned the crisis into peace."

"Regent?"

Li Zhongqian glanced at the man standing outside, stepped into the house and rushed straight to the couch.

Yaoying was listening to Yuanzheng about what happened under the high platform after she fainted, and she was taken aback when she saw his gloomy face.

"Brother."

She whispered softly, with a guilty conscience.

Li Zhongqian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his eyes were stern, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to retreat.

"I'm fine." Yaoying said quickly, "Today is just an accident."

Li Xuanzhen blocked a knife for her, and the punishment came quickly and went quickly. She didn't remember anything at the moment.

Li Zhongqian didn't say a word, sat on the couch, looked at her for a long while, and touched her forehead and palms.

The forehead is still cold, the palms of the hands are slightly hot, the pulse is stable, and the beating of the fingers can be felt.

"Still uncomfortable?"

His hanging heart was released, and he asked in a deep voice, his voice hoarse, and he hurried over with his whip all the way, filled with cold wind, as if there was a pair of scissors in his throat.

He will not forget the time when she became ill. He invited doctors all over, even to Li De. All the doctors shook their heads and sighed, telling him that the medicine is not working, and persuaded him to prepare for her sooner. He kept guarding her, calling her name, and asking her to come back until she woke up.

The uncle is dead, and the mother is crazy. He only has Mingyue slave. If she leaves him, what else can he love?

Yaoying shook her head and said, "Brother, I am much better. The Regent has been taking care of me today."

She remembered watching singing and dancing in the audience before she fell into a coma, and Tamaraga was training in the Wang Temple. She didn't expect to see him when she woke up, and he changed into ancient Sudanese attire, wondering in her heart.

Just asked him, he didn't say a word, got up and left.

Yaoying was confused, stared at Yuanjue next to him with big eyes and small eyes for a while, and asked him what was going on.

Yuanjue quietly wiped her tears and told her what happened after she was in a coma. She also told her that she slept until dark after being injured. During the period, her pulse became weaker and weaker. Bi Suo invited all the doctors over and tried a lot. Method, she was almost bled, Tamara Gha has been taking care of her.

Yaoying was stunned for a while.

When the killer assassinated her, how could Tamaragarh appear so timely?

Is he near Changjie?

He rarely goes out of the monastery, and he is still ill now, and he has the precepts of singing and dancing. Why did he go to the market?

A speculation flashed through Yaoying's mind like an electric light, but she was not sure.

In any case, Tamara Gha kept guarding her today.

On the way back, Li Zhongqian had listened to the soldiers to explain the general situation. When Yaoying fainted, Sultan Gu was by her side.

It is said that the assassin is a member of the royal court, which is related to the battle of the royal court.

Li Zhongqian saw the scarred face of Sultan Gu, frowning, and said: "You are weak, take a good rest."

Speaking and stood up.

Yaoying grabbed his sleeve: "Brother, are you going to find Li Xuanzhen?"

Li Zhongqian's expression was cold, and the cold light flickered in his phoenix eyes.

Yaoying tugged at him and kept saying, "Brother, Li Xuanzhen is seriously injured now. You can go to him, but you can't ask anything. I will solve his problem. We agreed."

Li Zhongqian's face sank.

In Gaochang, he promised Yaoying that he would not act impulsively.

"Li Xuanzhen is gloomy and weird, unpredictable, we must beware of him..."

Li Zhongqian sat back on the couch and stopped talking.

Li Xuanzhen was gloomy and deep, and he doubted what Li Xuanzhen wanted to do to Mingyue Slave. As early as in Chang'an, he discovered that Li Xuanzhen looked at Mingyue Slave's eyes with vulgar vulva. Bei Rong was defeated, Zhu Luyun and Princess Yiqing were missing. Li Xuanzhen did not lead his troops to find Zhu Luyun, but only asked the guards to inquire about the news. The more he thought about it, the more weird he felt. Taking advantage of the opportunity of an envoy to bring Mingyue Slave to the palace, he was worried that Li Xuanzhen would do it when he was away.

Unexpectedly, Li Xuanzhen quietly followed the Wang Court, and still lurked beside Mingyue Slave.

Although he rescued Mingyue Slave, Li Zhongqian still couldn't let go of his vigilance, and his feeling of anxiety became stronger.

During the days when Li Xuanzhen and him were in Beirong, it was a life of nine deaths. He went through fire and water for Mingyue slave, really just to make up for his fault?

Li Zhongqian didn't believe it.

"I'll watch out for Li Xuanzhen..." Yaoying thought of Li Xuanzhen's red-blooded phoenix eyes before she passed out, frowned lightly, and said, "Brother, I know it in my heart."

...

After Li Zhongqian arrived, his soldiers surrounded the small courtyard, and Bi Suo, Yuanjue, and other Wang Court people all retreated.

Bi Suo walked towards Tamaraga.

He stood in the shadows, looking at the dim lights in front of the window.

"The princess is much better... the princess asked you, why didn't you go in?"

Tamara Gha shook his head.

In what capacity?

She has elder brothers caring, and loyal subordinates serve.

He calmly said, "Let the healer go and see her again."

She has just recovered and may have repeated attacks.

Bi Suo should be, lifted his foot and walked away, leading the doctor into the house.

After reading the pulse for Yaoying, the doctor was amazed. Li Zhongqian was uneasy. He followed the doctor out of the house and wanted to inquire about Yaoying’s condition. The doctor did not understand Chinese. He could not speak the language of the royal court. He talked with the duck for a long time, and his fate became stronger. He followed Yaoying all day. , I learned some Chinese.

After a while, Bi Suo led a healer back.

The doctor said a lot of things, exclaimed, and finally smiled and said: "The princess is not in serious trouble."

With a sound of Tamara Khan, he went down the stone steps and ordered Bi Suo.

"Find out which descendants of today's assassins are. They have been in the holy city for a long time, and it is impossible to leave nothing behind."

"Let the Imperial Guard Zhonglang meet me at Wangsi tomorrow morning."

Bi Suo should be here.

He ordered a few other things, and he answered them one by one.

The night is deep.

Tamaragarh fell silent, and walked out of the courtyard like a silver moon on the front of his clothes.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, Yuanjue ran behind them panting, and after saluting, said: "The regent, the princess wants to go back to Wangsi."

Tamaraga frowned, and said: "She is unwell today, stay here to rest, don't get up and walk around."

Yuanjue should say: "The princess has a word for me to tell you."

Tamaraga stopped and turned his back to him.

"What are you talking about?"

Yuanjue said: "The princess said, it's time for you to take the medicine, you remember to take the medicine."

Tamara Gha was silent for a long time.

"how is she?"

"The princess is getting better. The princess said that this problem is severe, but it is not in the way, so don't worry about it. Just now, the maid brought something to eat, and the princess ate it."

"You stay and look after her, don't go out with her. If there is an emergency, let Xinying report the news."

Tamara Gha gave an order and stepped out.

The predestined feeling should be, returning to Yaoying's room, said: "The regent is back to Wangsi."

Yaoying murmured: "He left?"

She knew he would not stay, but she thought he would come over and say a few words to her before he left.

Yuanjue nodded and said, "The Regent said that you are weak, so don't go to the ground today. General Ashina will take care of him."

Yaoying went out for a while, called her soldiers, and ordered: "Brother will go back to the post house tomorrow. He has important things in the past few days, so he probably won't go to other places... You look at him, if he is There was a conflict with Li Xuanzhen, we must stop her."

The pro soldier should be.

"How is Li Xuanzhen? Is the injury serious?"

The soldier replied: "It is very serious, not only the wound left by the knife that was blocked for you today...His Royal Highness has other wounds on his body. When the prince rushed from Shazhou or Yizhou to Gaochang, his body was always wounded. The old wounds are not healed, and new ones are added. There are few good pieces of meat on the back. The prince wants to see you, and the regent Wang Ting asked someone to stop him, and the prince fell asleep."

"How could the prince suddenly appear in the royal court? Is there his guard in the city?"

"Yes, the little one has brought people here, they said..."

"say what?"

"They said that His Royal Highness was here for the princess. As soon as the princess left Gaochang, His Royal Highness followed, and no one could persuade him."

Yaoying frowned.

At the beginning, Li Xuanzhen and Li Zhongqian came to rescue her together. She was very surprised, but it was limited to this. She didn't want to have other ties with him.

Last time, Li Xuanzhen was seriously injured and lived in her camp. She returned to Shacheng with her. She didn't say a word to him along the way, nor did the wind sweep him. When he left, she didn't send him off.

After that, the Western Army and Liangzhou Army inevitably exchanged letters. There were often his personal letters in official documents. He almost asked her about every letter, and she ignored them.

I thought that there would be no intersection between the two.

Gao Chang was besieged. Despite the opposition of his subordinates, he hurried thousands of miles and appeared outside the city with only two thousand soldiers and horses. He was almost dying.

He was already seriously injured in Shazhou. If it were not for Li Zhongqian and Mopido to join him, he would have no chance of winning against Aling, the capital of Shanghai.

Yaoying thought at the time that Li Xuanzhen was still very loyal to his allies.

But the ally would not quietly follow her to the royal court, and stand up when she is in danger, to block the cut for her.

Does Li Xuanzhen want to make up for her?

Yaoying said indifferently: "When the prince wakes up, come over to report."

By now, it was impossible for them to go back to the time when they first met. She didn't care what he was thinking, she didn't need his regrets, she just wanted to stay away from him.

After ordering things, Yaoying lay down and rested. She may have slept too much during the day and could not fall asleep over and over again.

In the middle of the night, she got up, walked to the window barefoot, and opened a thin slit to look out.

The porch was empty, the wind whispered, and the place was sparkling like silver moonlight.

he's not here.

Yaoying waited for a while, shook her head and laughed, then turned back to the couch.

He is so busy, of course he won't come.

He must be lucky when he rescued her today. I don't know if he took the medicine on time. If she is not with him tonight, can he do it alone?

Yaoying turned over, her sleeves slipped, and the beads on her arms were cold and moist.

She took off the Buddhist beads, held them in her hands, and went to sleep with her eyes closed.

...

Wang Temple.

Bi Suo guarded outside the felt curtain, his face solemn.

There was a series of rapid footsteps in the quiet night, and Bamier hurried to the doctor's collar.

The healer had just rushed back from Yaoying, and was called to Wangsi again, standing in front of the felt curtain and taking a few breaths, then opened the curtain.

A few candles in the room were burning like a day, and there was a person lying on the couch with the candlelight on his face. His face was like golden paper, his eyes closed tightly, and his expression was haggard.

The doctor's face changed slightly: "It was fine just now..."

Bi Suo said anxiously: "It will be like this when you come back. After you have lost your work, you can't even walk."

The healer shook his head and sighed, turned out the medicine box, took out a set of silver needles, washed his hands, and gave the needles to Tamaraga.

After half an hour, the healer was sweating profusely, and Tamara Gha's complexion recovered a bit, opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the healer's face.

"How long is there?"

He asked, angered like a gossamer.

The healer replied respectfully: "Wang, it's almost healed."

Tamara Gha shook his head, and the densely packed silver needles shook slightly, like silver scales.

"I ask you, how long is there?"

He asked again, although his breath was weak, his aura was still graceful.

Bi Suo by the couch was shocked.

The silver needle in the doctor's hand shook, did not dare to raise his head, and whispered: "The Wang got better a few days ago. If this continues, maybe there will be a few years..."

With a small ding sound, the silver needle in his hand fell to the ground.

The healer trembled and knelt down.

The room was quiet, still water-like silence.

Tamaraga looked as usual, staring at the flickering candlelight, and said faintly: "Continue."

He had known so long ago that the water and grass could only last a few years.

The healer sighed secretly, mixed with admiration and pity, got up and continued to give him the needle.

A bead of sweat rolled down from the side of Tamaraga’s cheeks. He half leaned on the pillow and asked, "Have someone been sent to check it?"

Bi Suo regained consciousness and said hurriedly: "We sent it. The captain personally took people to search everywhere. There should be no accomplices in the city."

He hummed, "Remember to send more people."

There are too many people who want to kill Sultan Gu. If all those people vent their hatred on her, it won't be enough no matter how many soldiers are around her.

Bi Suo clasped his fists: "Don't worry, all the guards are sent. The princess's soldiers can't distinguish the royal family members. The guards often deal with them and react faster."

Tamara Gaya nodded slightly.

The needle in the doctor's hand pierced his finger.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, his arm muscles trembled, but he just slightly frowned, as if he could not feel the pain.

If she were here, she would definitely look at him worriedly, talk to him, and try to divert his attention. When he frowned, she would frown slightly.

He is used to it and doesn't feel pain.

But when she was watching with that kind of concerned eyes, the pain seemed to become acute.

...

The next morning, Li Zhongqian came to see Yaoying as soon as he got up.

Yaoying got up earlier than him, changed clothes, ate some food, turned around in a big circle in front of him, her face was ruddy and full of breath: "Brother, I'm so good."

Li Zhongqian was still worried, forcing her to drink a few bowls of replenishing medicine, and waited for the doctor in the house to check her pulse, saying that she was really fine, and then he felt relieved, and told the soldiers to look at the seriously injured Li Xuanzhen and leave in a hurry.

"I'll be back when I'm done, so be careful."

"I know."

Yaoying watched him go out and asked Yuanjue to find pen, ink and paper to write a letter in front of the case.

The soldier came to report: "Princess, His Royal Highness is awake."

Yaoying put down the pen.

Li Xuanzhen's shoulders, waist, chest, thighs, and arms were all wrapped in thick gauze, lying on the couch with a pale face.

As the soldiers embraced Yaoying and stepped into the room, his dim and godless phoenix eyes immediately ignited a few flames, as if bright sparks exploded from the burning ashes, and two gloomy eyes fixed on her. Face.

Yaoying frowned, motioned for the others to go out, and glanced at the side of the couch.

The copper basin was full of blood, and there was a large mass of blood-soaked gauze on the side of the couch.

She raised her eyes and stared at Li Xuanzhen.

"Why save me?"

The tone is flat.

Li Xuanzhen twitched her lips, struggling to get up and sit down.

"Because I don't want you to have an accident."

There was no expression on Yaoying's face.

Li Xuanzhen covered the knife wound and twitched at the corner of her mouth: "Qiniang, do you still hate me?"

No matter what he did, she was always cold.

Yaoying shook her head, met Li Xuanzhen's gaze, and said, "Li Xuanzhen, I just want to stay away from you."

Li Xuanzhen is like falling into an ice cellar, with cold hands and feet.

She hated him so much that she didn't even want to hate him.

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