The so-called illness comes like a mountain, and the illness goes like a silkworm before Yu Ling was injured in Xiaoyao Valley. She was exhausted all the way back to the capital. Coupled with this cold, the fatigue accumulated over the past few days made her lingering bed, and the condition repeated and it was difficult to recover.
During Yu Ling's illness, Prince Yuan Shao came to visit her every day, fed her medicine herself, and found various magic medicines to nourish her body. Yuan Hong and Yuan Jun also visited her several times in Bixiao Palace.
On this day, Yu Ling was leaning against the bedside in a daze. The imperial doctor told her to rest in bed. She was locked in the room for several days and she was almost suffocated.
At this moment, the curtain was lifted and Yuan Hong walked in with a full face.
Seeing his eyes lit up, Yu Ling couldn't help but ask in surprise: What makes the prince so happy?
Haha! Yuan Hong laughed proudly, his heroic face was full of confidence. He walked up to hold Yu Ling's tenderness and said excitedly, Ling'er, do you know? Our plan finally succeeded! That old man Wang Huanzhi is dead!
What? It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Yu Ling's eyes widened and she got up from the bed, and said in a trembling voice, "How could he be?" How could he...he died suddenly?"
Yuan Hong was still immersed in excitement, not paying attention to Yu Ling's abnormal mood at all, and still explained with a smile: Isn't it all Ling'er's credit? I heard that Wang Huanzhi became sick because he missed you and eventually vomited blood and died.
Yu Ling fell on the bed in a daze, and his heart felt all kinds of feelings. The enemy who destroyed her whole family was dead. She was revenged and she should have been happy, but why was her heart empty and not at all happy? Thinking of Wang Huanzhi's affectionate eyes, his heartbroken expression when he finally parted, Yu Ling suddenly felt that her heart was torn apart, and her dull pain
Ling'er, what's wrong with you? The slow Yuan Hong noticed Yu Ling's strangeness and hugged her and asked, "Your enemy of your whole family is dead, are you unhappy?"
No...I'm just too happy... Yu Ling's heart was so chaotic that she said perfunctorily
She gently pushed Yuanhong away, turned over and lay down inward, and said lightly: Prince, I'm a little tired, you go back first
Yuan Hong was still waiting to say something, suddenly the door curtain moved slightly, and the prince Yuan Shao walked in Yuan Shao saw Yuan Hong sitting beside Yu Ling's bed, and was slightly stunned, with a little unnatural expression.
Seeing Yuan Shao coming, Yuan Hong knew that he could not have a deep conversation with Yu Ling today, so he smiled and stood up, and went up to greet the prince: I have met His Highness.
Yuan Shao also quickly adjusted and smiled quietly: No need to be polite, brother
The two of them appear to be friendly and respectful, harmonious and polite, but in private, they are turbulent, and their smiles are cold and uneasy.
Yuan Hong and Yuan Shao exchanged a few false greetings, and said farewell in a hurry on the excuse of going to see their mother.
Yuan Hong stepped out of Bixiao Palace, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He pursed his thin lips tightly, his dark eyes were cold and resolute, Yuan Shao, the winner was still undecided, and it is still unknown who will win or die. Whether it is a country or a beauty, I, Yuan Hong, will not give in!
After Yuan Shao left, he slowly walked to Yuling's bed. He saw her sleeping in the blanket without saying a word, her eyes closed, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her.
Yu'er, don't pretend to be asleep Yuan Shao said softly
Seeing that he could not pretend, Yu Ling sat up and turned his eyes around Yuan Shao's face with a faint smile. He saw that his eyes were blue and looked very tired.
That, Wang...Why haven't you mentioned Wang Huanzhi's incident to me? Yu Ling finally couldn't help asking, and his chest felt a little sluggish when he mentioned Wang Huanzhi's name.
Yuan Shao sighed lightly, hugged her in his arms, and slowly said: You are so sick, how can I use his affairs to stimulate you again?
I made you lose the Wang family's arm help. Don't you blame me? Yu Ling asked with his head tilted
I have already understood the whole story about you and him. I was wrongly blamed you before. After all, his ending was also caused by his own fault and no one could blame others. Yuan Shao gently stroked her hair and sighed for a while, but, he was dead, did Yu'er really feel happy?
Yu Ling lowered her eyes and silently said nothing about her bad relationship with Wang Huanzhi. It started with her temptation and finally his infatuation was wrong. Although she fulfilled her filial piety, she finally let him down.
If there is a next life, I hope I will not meet him. Yu Ling whispered
Yuan Shao hesitated for a moment, took out a plain cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Yu Ling: This is the relic that the Prime Minister's housekeeper asked me to hand over. I didn't plan to give it to you, but...ah, you'd better take a look.
Yu Ling opened the cloth bag with his slightly trembling hands, and there were two thin pages of paper lying inside. The ancient and elegant fonts were obviously Wang Huanzhi's handwriting. One of them reads the word Yu Ling, and the other one is Wang Huanzhi's pen.
The name Qiwu Ai Yuling:
After parting with you, my lovesickness turned into ashes, and I couldn't sleep day and night
I know that you hate me very much, and I also know that the fruit of today is my own fault, and I dare not resent.
However, thinking that I have no chance to stay with each other in this life, I feel that my heart is broken and I have no desire to live
I know my destiny is not long, but I hope to know you in the next life and always be with you throughout my life.
Huanzhi's ultimate pen
The vigorous and beautiful handwriting is more sloppy than usual, especially the last two sentences, which seem to be powerful and incapable of being able to catch it. A few drops of dark red blood stains remain on the letter, which makes people think of Wang Huan's lovesickness and pain of crying blood.
The paper with your name written on it, and the butler said that the same words, he wrote hundreds of them every day... The prince's sentimental voice was narrating in a low voice
Hearing this, Yu Ling could no longer hold back and put the letter in her hand firmly on her chest, and a big tear fell down.
Yuan Shao hugged the crying Yu Ling into his arms. Although Wang Huanzhi's death did greatly damage his power, and the burden of state affairs was all over his shoulders from then on, how could he bear to blame her when she looked so sad?
Everyone says that Princess Lanling is a rampant and romantic person. Only he knows that Yu Ling is pure and kind in nature and has a strong sense of feelings. He never bears to hurt anyone. Even when he is against his enemies, he can't be cruel to him. In the palace where he is intriguing and loving, such a special woman is truly unique. No wonder his brothers are obsessed with her.
Yuan Shao accompanied Yu Ling for a while, but finally, he was troubled by state affairs and had to get up and leave.
During Yu Ling's illness, Prince Yuan Shao came to visit her every day, fed her medicine herself, and found various magic medicines to nourish her body. Yuan Hong and Yuan Jun also visited her several times in Bixiao Palace.
On this day, Yu Ling was leaning against the bedside in a daze. The imperial doctor told her to rest in bed. She was locked in the room for several days and she was almost suffocated.
At this moment, the curtain was lifted and Yuan Hong walked in with a full face.
Seeing his eyes lit up, Yu Ling couldn't help but ask in surprise: What makes the prince so happy?
Haha! Yuan Hong laughed proudly, his heroic face was full of confidence. He walked up to hold Yu Ling's tenderness and said excitedly, Ling'er, do you know? Our plan finally succeeded! That old man Wang Huanzhi is dead!
What? It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Yu Ling's eyes widened and she got up from the bed, and said in a trembling voice, "How could he be?" How could he...he died suddenly?"
Yuan Hong was still immersed in excitement, not paying attention to Yu Ling's abnormal mood at all, and still explained with a smile: Isn't it all Ling'er's credit? I heard that Wang Huanzhi became sick because he missed you and eventually vomited blood and died.
Yu Ling fell on the bed in a daze, and his heart felt all kinds of feelings. The enemy who destroyed her whole family was dead. She was revenged and she should have been happy, but why was her heart empty and not at all happy? Thinking of Wang Huanzhi's affectionate eyes, his heartbroken expression when he finally parted, Yu Ling suddenly felt that her heart was torn apart, and her dull pain
Ling'er, what's wrong with you? The slow Yuan Hong noticed Yu Ling's strangeness and hugged her and asked, "Your enemy of your whole family is dead, are you unhappy?"
No...I'm just too happy... Yu Ling's heart was so chaotic that she said perfunctorily
She gently pushed Yuanhong away, turned over and lay down inward, and said lightly: Prince, I'm a little tired, you go back first
Yuan Hong was still waiting to say something, suddenly the door curtain moved slightly, and the prince Yuan Shao walked in Yuan Shao saw Yuan Hong sitting beside Yu Ling's bed, and was slightly stunned, with a little unnatural expression.
Seeing Yuan Shao coming, Yuan Hong knew that he could not have a deep conversation with Yu Ling today, so he smiled and stood up, and went up to greet the prince: I have met His Highness.
Yuan Shao also quickly adjusted and smiled quietly: No need to be polite, brother
The two of them appear to be friendly and respectful, harmonious and polite, but in private, they are turbulent, and their smiles are cold and uneasy.
Yuan Hong and Yuan Shao exchanged a few false greetings, and said farewell in a hurry on the excuse of going to see their mother.
Yuan Hong stepped out of Bixiao Palace, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He pursed his thin lips tightly, his dark eyes were cold and resolute, Yuan Shao, the winner was still undecided, and it is still unknown who will win or die. Whether it is a country or a beauty, I, Yuan Hong, will not give in!
After Yuan Shao left, he slowly walked to Yuling's bed. He saw her sleeping in the blanket without saying a word, her eyes closed, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her.
Yu'er, don't pretend to be asleep Yuan Shao said softly
Seeing that he could not pretend, Yu Ling sat up and turned his eyes around Yuan Shao's face with a faint smile. He saw that his eyes were blue and looked very tired.
That, Wang...Why haven't you mentioned Wang Huanzhi's incident to me? Yu Ling finally couldn't help asking, and his chest felt a little sluggish when he mentioned Wang Huanzhi's name.
Yuan Shao sighed lightly, hugged her in his arms, and slowly said: You are so sick, how can I use his affairs to stimulate you again?
I made you lose the Wang family's arm help. Don't you blame me? Yu Ling asked with his head tilted
I have already understood the whole story about you and him. I was wrongly blamed you before. After all, his ending was also caused by his own fault and no one could blame others. Yuan Shao gently stroked her hair and sighed for a while, but, he was dead, did Yu'er really feel happy?
Yu Ling lowered her eyes and silently said nothing about her bad relationship with Wang Huanzhi. It started with her temptation and finally his infatuation was wrong. Although she fulfilled her filial piety, she finally let him down.
If there is a next life, I hope I will not meet him. Yu Ling whispered
Yuan Shao hesitated for a moment, took out a plain cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Yu Ling: This is the relic that the Prime Minister's housekeeper asked me to hand over. I didn't plan to give it to you, but...ah, you'd better take a look.
Yu Ling opened the cloth bag with his slightly trembling hands, and there were two thin pages of paper lying inside. The ancient and elegant fonts were obviously Wang Huanzhi's handwriting. One of them reads the word Yu Ling, and the other one is Wang Huanzhi's pen.
The name Qiwu Ai Yuling:
After parting with you, my lovesickness turned into ashes, and I couldn't sleep day and night
I know that you hate me very much, and I also know that the fruit of today is my own fault, and I dare not resent.
However, thinking that I have no chance to stay with each other in this life, I feel that my heart is broken and I have no desire to live
I know my destiny is not long, but I hope to know you in the next life and always be with you throughout my life.
Huanzhi's ultimate pen
The vigorous and beautiful handwriting is more sloppy than usual, especially the last two sentences, which seem to be powerful and incapable of being able to catch it. A few drops of dark red blood stains remain on the letter, which makes people think of Wang Huan's lovesickness and pain of crying blood.
The paper with your name written on it, and the butler said that the same words, he wrote hundreds of them every day... The prince's sentimental voice was narrating in a low voice
Hearing this, Yu Ling could no longer hold back and put the letter in her hand firmly on her chest, and a big tear fell down.
Yuan Shao hugged the crying Yu Ling into his arms. Although Wang Huanzhi's death did greatly damage his power, and the burden of state affairs was all over his shoulders from then on, how could he bear to blame her when she looked so sad?
Everyone says that Princess Lanling is a rampant and romantic person. Only he knows that Yu Ling is pure and kind in nature and has a strong sense of feelings. He never bears to hurt anyone. Even when he is against his enemies, he can't be cruel to him. In the palace where he is intriguing and loving, such a special woman is truly unique. No wonder his brothers are obsessed with her.
Yuan Shao accompanied Yu Ling for a while, but finally, he was troubled by state affairs and had to get up and leave.
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