The first ray of morning light shines through the green gauze window and projectes on Yu Lingying's flawless pretty face. The faint morning light outlines her soft and graceful outline
Wang Huan did not sleep at night, but he was not tired at all. He just stared at Yu Ling who was sleeping in his arms. Her sleeping face was so peaceful and quiet, pure and peaceful like an angel, just hugging her quietly, and felt the happiness in his heart. He wished that time would stop and keep her forever and keep these quiet years.
However, he knew that all this was about to end. She did not belong here after all, and did not belong to him. Her heart stayed in the distance. Forcing her to stay would only bring her endless pain. Therefore, he would help Shi Junyi rescue her from the palace, but he could not suppress the desire to embrace her again. Therefore, he put a small amount of cartilage in the carriage sent to pick her up. This cartilage meal was not harmful to the human body. A small amount of inhalation would make people feel exhausted. Relying on this, he successfully took Yu Ling to his mansion for a night.
Even if he is selfish or despicable, he does not regret doing this even if it is just a short night, it is enough to leave beautiful memories so that he will no longer be lonely and despair for the rest of his life.
Three regular knocks sounded, and Wang Huanzhi trembled slightly. It was the butler Wang Zhong who came to urge him, and it was time to send her away.
Reluctantly retracting his nostalgic gaze from Yu Ling, Wang Huanzhi gently kissed her forehead, then picked her up gently, and walked steadily outside the house.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he felt a terrifying chill. Wang Huan subconsciously turned his head. Several strands of ink-colored hair had been cut off by the sharp sword. He fell to the ground. Before he could make any move, a cold sword had already crossed his neck.
Shi Junyi's face covered with cold frost, her eyes swept over Yu Ling who was sleeping soundly in Wang Huanzhi's arms, and then stopped on Wang Huanzhi's face. The sword went forward a few more points, and a blood mark was drawn on his jade white neck, and he said coldly: What did you do to her?
Faced with the threat of bloodshed at any time, Wang Huanzhi was light and calm, his face was as usual, he lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Ling in his arms tenderly, and said lightly: Be gentle, don't wake her up, she's nothing, she's just asleep
Shi Junyi frowned and reached out to put his hand on Yu Ling's vein. It was indeed not a big deal. He just fell asleep. This made him feel relieved for half of his suspension, but his attitude and behavior towards Wang Huanzhi were even more confused. Originally, Wang Huanzhi helped him save people. He trusted Wang Huanzhi very much, but yesterday he was inexplicably drugged. After waking up, Yu Ling was gone. After he woke up early in the morning, he went straight to the prime minister's mansion. However, he was about to see Wang Huanzhi walking out of the room with Yu Ling in his arms. Since Yu Ling was here, most of the things that happened yesterday were Wang Huanzhi. He began to think that Wang Huanzhi would be unfavorable to Yu Ling, but now it seems that Yu Ling is not a big deal.
Seeing that Shi Junyi's murderous aura was depressed, Wang Huanzhi handed Yu Ling, who was sleeping, and lingered on her face for a while. Then he raised his eyes to look at Shi Junyi and said sincerely: Shi Daxia, you have come to save people from thousands of miles away. This feeling is touching. As Yu Ling's old acquaintance, I wish to do my best to have enough strength to be prepared outside the door. There is enough food and water on the carriage. I beg you to take good care of her and escort her back to Wei State. From now on, don't set foot in the north again.
When Wang Huanzhi saw Shi Junyi, he was still hesitant. He knew that he did not trust him completely, so he couldn't help but smile helplessly: Shi Daxia, in fact, my feelings for Yu Ling are no different from you but are different from you. There are too many national hatreds and family enemies between me and her. If she wakes up, she will never want to see me, but I can't bear to see her suffering and unhappy. Can you understand?
Wang Huanzhi said, his face couldn't help but show a painful expression, and his eyes looked at Yu Ling became more and more passionate. The deep affection in it was not a false alarm. Even Shi Junyi, the bystander, could not help but feel sorry for his words.
The carriage parked in front of the door looks inconspicuous, but if you look closely, you will find that the materials used in the carriage are very strong. Although they are not luxurious but practical, the horse pulling the carriage is not big, but has strong limbs and strong feet, which is suitable for long-distance raids at first glance.
Suddenly, a slender hand lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, a blue-clothed pearl jumped out of the car, nodded slightly to Shi Junyi, and carefully supported Yu Ling into the car. It seemed that Wang Huanzhi had informed her of the arrangement.
Shi Junyi carefully checked the carriage again and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Then he felt relieved. He bowed to Wang Huanzhi and said loudly: Mr. Gao Yi, Shi Mouming felt that this trip should live up to his entrustedness and do his best to protect Yu Ling's safe return to China.
Wang Huanzhi's expression had regained his calmness at this time. He suddenly cleaned his clothes and bowed deeply to Shi Junyi to the end. Shi Junyi raised his eyebrows in surprise. Wang Huanzhi was born in a famous family, with a high position and a powerful figure, and was famous all over the world. However, for a woman, he gave him such a great gift to him, which shows his deep affection.
Ling'er Ling'er, you have caused so many passionate debts and fascinated so many strange men. Is it lucky or unfortunate? Shi Junyi sighed inwardly, nodded slightly at Wang Huanzhi, and then waved his whip to drive the carriage forward
Wang Huanzhi looked at the carriage and left until he disappeared from his sight. He seemed to have lost his soul, standing still for a long time.
Since I can't bear to give up, why bother to send her away? A beautiful woman in dark crimson clothes turned out from behind the door, but she was the former Empress Wang of Yuan Wei.
It turned out that after the concubines in the Yuanwei harem were taken back to the country of Yàn, Yuwen Qinglan issued an order to thank Wang Huanzhi for her loyal support, and asked her to release her sister, Empress Wang, and asked her to go back to reunite with Wang Huanzhi. After the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, Empress Wang also saw through the glory and wealth. She volunteered to live in the prime minister's house, stayed in the door all day long, and practiced calligraphy. She lived a peaceful and comfortable life, but she saw the thoughts of her younger brother Wang Huanzhi and felt pain in her heart. She also tried to persuade him and Yu Ling many times, but they were all fruitless.
When Wang Huanzhi heard a familiar voice, he did not look back. He just whispered: Oranges grow in Huainan and tangerines grow in Huainan. She does not belong here, and her heart is not here. What is the point of those who barely leave her? But it just forces her to a dead end, how can I bear to see her suffer?
If you let her go, what should I do if the Emperor of Yàn finds out? Queen Wang asked worriedly
She is only one of the three thousand beauties to the Emperor. Although she has a favor, she has no true love. Her Majesty is deeply envious and has clear distinction between public and private affairs. Even if she knows, she will not punish me, a useful minister, for the sake of a mere concubine in the harem.
Queen Wang could only sigh helplessly, "Love is something, it really makes people follow life and death, but others can't persuade them."
At this time, the rising sun had gradually risen from the east, and the gorgeous morning glow filled the sky. Under the brilliant sunshine, his back was cold, thin, bleak, lonely, so heartbreaking...
Writer's words:
Regarding Wang Xiang, I couldn't help but think of eight words: Extreme wisdom will hurt, deep love will not last long
Wang Huan did not sleep at night, but he was not tired at all. He just stared at Yu Ling who was sleeping in his arms. Her sleeping face was so peaceful and quiet, pure and peaceful like an angel, just hugging her quietly, and felt the happiness in his heart. He wished that time would stop and keep her forever and keep these quiet years.
However, he knew that all this was about to end. She did not belong here after all, and did not belong to him. Her heart stayed in the distance. Forcing her to stay would only bring her endless pain. Therefore, he would help Shi Junyi rescue her from the palace, but he could not suppress the desire to embrace her again. Therefore, he put a small amount of cartilage in the carriage sent to pick her up. This cartilage meal was not harmful to the human body. A small amount of inhalation would make people feel exhausted. Relying on this, he successfully took Yu Ling to his mansion for a night.
Even if he is selfish or despicable, he does not regret doing this even if it is just a short night, it is enough to leave beautiful memories so that he will no longer be lonely and despair for the rest of his life.
Three regular knocks sounded, and Wang Huanzhi trembled slightly. It was the butler Wang Zhong who came to urge him, and it was time to send her away.
Reluctantly retracting his nostalgic gaze from Yu Ling, Wang Huanzhi gently kissed her forehead, then picked her up gently, and walked steadily outside the house.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he felt a terrifying chill. Wang Huan subconsciously turned his head. Several strands of ink-colored hair had been cut off by the sharp sword. He fell to the ground. Before he could make any move, a cold sword had already crossed his neck.
Shi Junyi's face covered with cold frost, her eyes swept over Yu Ling who was sleeping soundly in Wang Huanzhi's arms, and then stopped on Wang Huanzhi's face. The sword went forward a few more points, and a blood mark was drawn on his jade white neck, and he said coldly: What did you do to her?
Faced with the threat of bloodshed at any time, Wang Huanzhi was light and calm, his face was as usual, he lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Ling in his arms tenderly, and said lightly: Be gentle, don't wake her up, she's nothing, she's just asleep
Shi Junyi frowned and reached out to put his hand on Yu Ling's vein. It was indeed not a big deal. He just fell asleep. This made him feel relieved for half of his suspension, but his attitude and behavior towards Wang Huanzhi were even more confused. Originally, Wang Huanzhi helped him save people. He trusted Wang Huanzhi very much, but yesterday he was inexplicably drugged. After waking up, Yu Ling was gone. After he woke up early in the morning, he went straight to the prime minister's mansion. However, he was about to see Wang Huanzhi walking out of the room with Yu Ling in his arms. Since Yu Ling was here, most of the things that happened yesterday were Wang Huanzhi. He began to think that Wang Huanzhi would be unfavorable to Yu Ling, but now it seems that Yu Ling is not a big deal.
Seeing that Shi Junyi's murderous aura was depressed, Wang Huanzhi handed Yu Ling, who was sleeping, and lingered on her face for a while. Then he raised his eyes to look at Shi Junyi and said sincerely: Shi Daxia, you have come to save people from thousands of miles away. This feeling is touching. As Yu Ling's old acquaintance, I wish to do my best to have enough strength to be prepared outside the door. There is enough food and water on the carriage. I beg you to take good care of her and escort her back to Wei State. From now on, don't set foot in the north again.
When Wang Huanzhi saw Shi Junyi, he was still hesitant. He knew that he did not trust him completely, so he couldn't help but smile helplessly: Shi Daxia, in fact, my feelings for Yu Ling are no different from you but are different from you. There are too many national hatreds and family enemies between me and her. If she wakes up, she will never want to see me, but I can't bear to see her suffering and unhappy. Can you understand?
Wang Huanzhi said, his face couldn't help but show a painful expression, and his eyes looked at Yu Ling became more and more passionate. The deep affection in it was not a false alarm. Even Shi Junyi, the bystander, could not help but feel sorry for his words.
The carriage parked in front of the door looks inconspicuous, but if you look closely, you will find that the materials used in the carriage are very strong. Although they are not luxurious but practical, the horse pulling the carriage is not big, but has strong limbs and strong feet, which is suitable for long-distance raids at first glance.
Suddenly, a slender hand lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, a blue-clothed pearl jumped out of the car, nodded slightly to Shi Junyi, and carefully supported Yu Ling into the car. It seemed that Wang Huanzhi had informed her of the arrangement.
Shi Junyi carefully checked the carriage again and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Then he felt relieved. He bowed to Wang Huanzhi and said loudly: Mr. Gao Yi, Shi Mouming felt that this trip should live up to his entrustedness and do his best to protect Yu Ling's safe return to China.
Wang Huanzhi's expression had regained his calmness at this time. He suddenly cleaned his clothes and bowed deeply to Shi Junyi to the end. Shi Junyi raised his eyebrows in surprise. Wang Huanzhi was born in a famous family, with a high position and a powerful figure, and was famous all over the world. However, for a woman, he gave him such a great gift to him, which shows his deep affection.
Ling'er Ling'er, you have caused so many passionate debts and fascinated so many strange men. Is it lucky or unfortunate? Shi Junyi sighed inwardly, nodded slightly at Wang Huanzhi, and then waved his whip to drive the carriage forward
Wang Huanzhi looked at the carriage and left until he disappeared from his sight. He seemed to have lost his soul, standing still for a long time.
Since I can't bear to give up, why bother to send her away? A beautiful woman in dark crimson clothes turned out from behind the door, but she was the former Empress Wang of Yuan Wei.
It turned out that after the concubines in the Yuanwei harem were taken back to the country of Yàn, Yuwen Qinglan issued an order to thank Wang Huanzhi for her loyal support, and asked her to release her sister, Empress Wang, and asked her to go back to reunite with Wang Huanzhi. After the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, Empress Wang also saw through the glory and wealth. She volunteered to live in the prime minister's house, stayed in the door all day long, and practiced calligraphy. She lived a peaceful and comfortable life, but she saw the thoughts of her younger brother Wang Huanzhi and felt pain in her heart. She also tried to persuade him and Yu Ling many times, but they were all fruitless.
When Wang Huanzhi heard a familiar voice, he did not look back. He just whispered: Oranges grow in Huainan and tangerines grow in Huainan. She does not belong here, and her heart is not here. What is the point of those who barely leave her? But it just forces her to a dead end, how can I bear to see her suffer?
If you let her go, what should I do if the Emperor of Yàn finds out? Queen Wang asked worriedly
She is only one of the three thousand beauties to the Emperor. Although she has a favor, she has no true love. Her Majesty is deeply envious and has clear distinction between public and private affairs. Even if she knows, she will not punish me, a useful minister, for the sake of a mere concubine in the harem.
Queen Wang could only sigh helplessly, "Love is something, it really makes people follow life and death, but others can't persuade them."
At this time, the rising sun had gradually risen from the east, and the gorgeous morning glow filled the sky. Under the brilliant sunshine, his back was cold, thin, bleak, lonely, so heartbreaking...
Writer's words:
Regarding Wang Xiang, I couldn't help but think of eight words: Extreme wisdom will hurt, deep love will not last long
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