Zhao Junhan was riding a black horse.
The cool breeze at dusk was blowing in his face.
Behind him were thousands of elite soldiers.
They were wearing armor and were high-spirited.
The team was ready to go, but he had no intention of giving an order to set off.
Zhao Junhan was guarding the city gate, with a pair of cold eyes as deep as the sea water, and a stern face that did not show any emotion.
The deputy general stepped forward boldly and said loudly: "Your Highness, the time is almost here, we can set off."
The fierce horse roared loudly, Zhao Junhan pulled the reins, his face was expressionless, and his cold voice seemed to reach everyone's ears through the wind, "Wait a moment."
He wanted to wait and see if she would come to see him off.
The deputy general didn't dare to say anything more, he just thought that he was sent to the border and was in a worried mood.
The evening breeze is cool, and the afterglow shines on the ground, passing through the gaps in the leaves, and the mottled shadows are reflected on the ground.
He Ling knew from Chen Yun's mouth that Zhao Juanhan was leaving today, and she didn't know what her brother's plan was, as if he mentioned it in her ear on purpose.
Chen Yun had been asking her about her relationship with him ever since he saw her sleeping with Zhao Juanhan.
Fortunately, he and Ling kept their mouths tight enough and didn't say anything.
Chen Yun was testing him at this moment, wanting to see what his little sister thought about Zhao Juanhan.
He Ling was originally arranging the herbs she planted in the yard, but Chen Yun came to her without saying hello carrying two boxes of cakes bought from the shop.
He Ling had just poured water, and his clothes were still stained with some yellow mud, and he was sweating profusely.
Chen Yun put the things in his hands on the stone table in the yard and waved to her, "Come here."
He Ling trotted over, "Brother, what's wrong?"
Chen Yun wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, "I can't come and see you if I have nothing to do."
He Ling stared at the handkerchief in his hand, suddenly thought of something, covered her mouth and laughed softly.
She pointed at the handkerchief and asked: "Brother, where did you get this handkerchief?"
Chen Yun had a lump in his throat.
He held it in for a long time before he came out with a few words, "Women did it."
"Brother, you're lying.
The embroidery on this is clearly something only girls would use."
He Ling said.
Chen Yun put the handkerchief back into his sleeve and lightly tapped her forehead, "You are the only one who is smart."
He Ling smiled and said, "Brother, did Sister Huali give this to you?"
She didn't know the name of the proprietress of which tofu shop.
Dongqing had told her this before.
When she thought of Dongqing, the smile on her face disappeared again.
Chen Yun grunted and said no more.
He turned to her and said, "I almost forgot, I still have something to say to you."
He Ling listened attentively and gathered his thoughts, "What's going on?"
Chen Yun glanced at her, thinking of the suppressed imperial decree conferring marriage, and said bluntly: "His Royal Highness King Zhao is leaving today."
He Ling took a breath and said in a low voice: "Oh."
A few days ago, he told her about this matter, so quickly.
Chen Yun patted her head and said softly: "Do you want to see her off?
If you want to go, my brother will take you with him soon."
He Ling shook his head, thought for a while and said, "I'm not going."
A girl's family is too conspicuous.
"Now that King Zhao is gone, you won't be able to see him again for a year or two."
"kindness."
"Is it possible you don't like him?"
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he asked.
He Ling kicked the pebbles under his feet and refused to make any sound.
"Eat the cake."
Chen Yun said.
He Ling looked at the pastries he usually loved, but now he had no appetite.
His long eyelashes covered the thoughts in his watery eyes.
In the afternoon, when Chen Yun was about to go out, He Ling ran out and stopped his horse.
With bright eyes, she said, "Brother, please take me there."
Chen Yun carried her onto the horse, let her sit in front, raised his whip and ran towards the city gate.
After arriving, He Ling breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the huge wave of people.
It seemed that they hadn't left yet.
She dismounted and ran towards the tall man at the head.
Her voice seemed to come from her chest.
She shouted, "His Royal Highness King Zhao" It was impossible for her to call him by his first name in front of everyone.
Zhao Junhan turned around when he heard this and dismounted.
He Ling ran to him panting, bent over and panting, and it took a long time for his breathing to stabilize.
He just looked at her without saying a word.
She raised her head and met his eyes with extremely serious eyes.
She spoke word by word, and all the words fell into his ears.
She said, "I'll wait for you to come back."
Just like he said that night.
She waited.
Zhao Junhan put his hands on her shoulders, tightly and forcefully, as if they would never be separated again.
He let go of his hand, jumped on his horse, and said to the lieutenant: "Let's go" His team gradually moved away, and He Ling climbed from the bottom of the city gate to the top of the city tower.
She looked into the distance until he could no longer see his back.
He Ling turned around and stopped in her tracks.
She looked at the person in front of her and had no idea what to say.
Song Duan stood in front of her, standing with his hands behind his hands, smiling sarcastically, with no trace of the sarcasm in his eyes.
He asked, "Do you really like that little bastard who eats everything in?"
He Ling frowned, subconsciously not liking what her uncle called him.
She pursed her lips and said, "Uncle, he is not a little brat."
Song Duan said with a cold face, "Everything I say sounds nice.
Look at you, you are still defending that little brat before you get married."
Zhao Junhan asked for an imperial edict granting marriage.
When Emperor Yuan relented and was about to draft the edict, Zhao Junhan pushed it back again.
I don’t know what he thought, but he still disliked it.
Anyone who dares to dislike him will have his legs broken.
However, even if Zhao Juanhan did not reject the imperial edict later, he would not let Heling be given to Zhao Juanhan.
Not worthy.
Of course, Zhao Junhan, that sinister villain, is not worthy of his niece.
Song Duan knew that Zhao Juanhan had long wanted to kill him, or in other words, the day Zhao Juanhan ascended the throne was the day he died, but he still had to help Zhao Juanhan in government affairs.
Because he wants Qu Yuan to die.
As for his own life, others can take it if they want.
He has long been impatient with life.
"Uncle, why are you here?"
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Song Duan's eyes deepened, "The prince has been dispatched, but he still has to work hard on it.
There are many people coming to see him off today, and the affectionate look on your two faces just now was a sight to behold."
He Ling lowered his head and whispered, "Just take a look.
It's not the first time anyway."
Song Duan was angry and amused when he heard her childish words, "I don't know who you are with this temper."
Unlike her father or her mother, in retrospect, both of them were extremely gentle people.
He Ling raised his eyes, bared his teeth and said, "Like you, uncle."
Song Duan was stunned and thought that her ugly smile was pretty pretty.
It was much better than the gloomy and half-dead look in the palace before.
He couldn't help but become gentle, "It's windy up here, please ask your brother to take you back quickly."
Song Duan easily took off his cloak and covered her.
He Ling called him, "Uncle" Song Duan turned around and said, "Yeah."
"When will you come out again?"
After getting along for a long time, you are no longer afraid of him.
Song Duan smiled, and the whole world lost its color, "It depends on your mood."
He disappeared from the tower without looking back.
When He Ling returned to Chen's house, she passed by Zhao Shizong's mansion.
She asked Chen Yun to stop his horse.
Chen Yun also knew what she was thinking.
He looked at the person standing below and said, "I will send someone to pick you up tonight."
Dongqing was sent to Zhao Shizong's house a few days ago.
For this reason, she, Linghuan and Chen Yanyan almost had a quarrel.
She really couldn't believe that Chen Yanyan had given Sister Dongqing to someone else like this, or overnight.
Since that night, He Ling has not seen Dongqing.
I happened to be passing by today, so you might as well come and take a look.
The guard in front of the gate announced the door and let her in.
Strangely enough, He Ling felt that Dongqing looked much better now than before in the Chen Mansion.
Dongqing sat on the stool, and Zhao Shizong sat next to her.
His tender eyes fell on her and never moved away.
He handed the peeled orange to her mouth, rubbed her hair again, and said with a smile: "Slow down."
Eat as you go, and no one will compete with you.
This is the last one of the day.
If you eat any more, you’ll be upset.”
Holly's eyes almost narrowed as she swallowed the orange with satisfaction.
After hearing what he said clearly, she muttered, "You are so annoying."
Zhao Shizong still smiled, pinched her face, stood up, turned his indifferent eyes to He Ling, nodded to her, and then said to Dongqing: "I will go back to the study first, and I will have dinner with you later."
Dongqing said nothing, even looking at the food on the plate, "Yeah."
Zhao Shizong was not angry at her perfunctory behavior.
This was already good, and everyone was already by his side.
When Zhao Shizong passed by He Ling, he said to her politely, "You are Miss He Ling, right?
Dongqing mentioned you to the king.
She should be very happy that you can come to see her."
And Suzuki Ne.
It wasn't until Dongqing called her Xiaohe that she came back to her senses.
She was originally worried that Dongqing would not adapt to this place, but now it seems that she is doing well.
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"You're here.
I miss you so much, sister Xiaohe."
Dongqing still spoke softly.
He Ling smiled, "I miss you too."
Dongqing covered her mouth and smiled, extending her hand to the plate.
Heling asked her, "Sister Dongqing, do you like it here?"
Dongqing said "Huh" and nodded, "I like it.
He gave me a lot of food and let me sleep on the same bed with him.
I don't have to be afraid at night.
He's not mean to me either.
I like him." ” Dongqing continued chatteringly: "Ah, by the way, He Ling, do you know who is monitoring what it means?"
He Lingxin was stunned, "Why are you asking this?"
Dongqing was completely unprepared for her.
The benefactor thought for a while, but she still didn't change her words, "He asked me to monitor Zhao Shizong.
Does monitoring mean telling him every move he makes?"
He Ling's heart kept sinking, and he stared blankly at Dongqing, his throat dry and tight.
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