Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 105

But in the day, Lin Qingyu seemed to have changed himself. Who could have imagined that not long ago, the powerful minister who took the new emperor to the throne was now pale and curled up in the new emperor's arms, with slightly messy long hair blocking his side face, like a nesting bird.

Jiang Xing could tell that Lin Qingyu was already working hard to get back to normal. But Lin Qingyu received such a great stimulus, how can it be said that recovery can be restored. Jiang Xingwei accompanied him sometimes and coaxed him patiently, so that he could gradually walk out of the shadows.

Xu Jun is willing to be the only person who knows Jiang Xing's identity other than Lin Qingyu, to be forcibly left in the palace, just to create more opportunities for the young couple to be alone. Jiang Xing was used as an eunuch's call. This is also no way, otherwise if others see General Gu's wife lingering with the new emperor on the dragon bed, it will be a **** storm.

Lin Qingyu drank the medicine for two days, accompanied by Jiang Xing, temporarily stabilized, but occasionally trance, sometimes even can not remember whether he is dreaming or in this world, listening to others talking to him, voice It's always like something separated by a layer, as if the person speaking is in the water.

Lin Qingyu knew that this was a side effect of tranquilizers. If you drink too much, you will get sleepy, and if you sleep too much, you will have more dreams.

After getting better, Lin Qingyu told him the news that Jiang Xing had not received when he was in the northwest. How did he start with Xi Rong and Xiao Jun, and how did he help Xiao Li go to the top? He didn't speak hurriedly, slowly, and clearly, but he suddenly stopped for a long time when he talked about the palace change, and then he spoke with a dazed peace on his face, and asked, "Where did I... just now?"

Jiang Xing patiently wrote: "You have received a secret letter from Xixia. 】

Lin Qingyu nodded: "After that, I went to the palace."

Jiang Xing wrote: [Has Xi Rong died? 】

Lin Qingyu shook his head: "I think, save his life and sacrifice the flag when you triumphantly."

Jiang Xing's eyes are a little cold: [Forget it, I'm afraid that my handsome flag will be dirty. 】

Lin Qingyu was startled, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed: "Then I will go and take his life now, so as not to stain your handsome flag."

Jiang Xing's chest was blocked uncomfortably, and he smiled and called "baby". He put the previously written words on the candle to burn them out, spread out a pile of rice paper again, and wrote: [Don't talk about him first, let's talk about something important. 】

Lin Qingyu watched him writing seriously, and asked, "What?"

[Qingyu, although it is in a dream, we are also considered perfect. 】

[Or, let's review it? what do you think. 】

After Jiang Xing finished writing, he waited nervously and expectantly for Lin Qingyu's answer. He almost couldn't hold back to change his pen. In order not to make Lin Qingyu angry, he overcame his instinct abruptly.

Lin Qingyu thought for a while and said, "It seems...it hurts."

Jiang Xing:...

Lin Qingyu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "But when I think of you, I think it's good."

Jiang Xing’s mouth raised a smile, and Long Feifengwu wrote: [I also feel good, the baby is very comfortable inside, I like it very much]

Lin Qingyu looked at the "obscene language" covered with paper, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. What Lin Qingyu didn't know was that Jiang Xing's face was also hot. A seventeen-year-old boy, with meat words written on his hand, was no less shy and nervous than him.

It is a pity that Jiang Xing and Lin Qingyu both made love with a desperate mood at that time. No matter how much pleasure they had in the body, they were always covered with a layer of gloom.

But it doesn't matter, he believes he and Lin Qingyu can come out.

Lin Qingyu collected the words written by Jiang Xing and whispered: "You can't be seen by others." He was about to set the paper on fire when his wrist was suddenly held, and Jiang Xing leaned over.

Jiang Xing is about to kiss him.

Xiao Li's face was reflected in Lin Qingyu's pupils, and it was too late to close his eyes like last time. His body froze uncontrollably, his face turned aside, and he escaped the kiss.

Jiang Xing let go of him, feeling aggrieved, picked up a pen and drew a slowly on the paper: [? 】

[Not to kiss? 】

Lin Qingyu calmed down: "I don't seem to be used to your current body."

【Um? But this body is the most similar to my original one. 】

"I know." Lin Qingyu was a little bit distressed, "It's just that I know Xiao Li."

Before Jiang Xing became Lu Wancheng and Gu Fuzhou, he had never seen these two people, and he could easily accept that Jiang Xing had their appearance. But he knew Xiao Li, not only did he know him, but he was often at the same place with Xiao Li this year. Xiao Li would smile at him. He had fed Xiao Li food and put on Xiao Li himself a crown that symbolized the emperor. For him, Xiao Li had truly existed.

Jiang Xing understood what Lin Qingyu wanted to express, and wrote: [Xu Jun would like to say that I wear Xiao Li as "the soul returns to the old body". You can think of me and Xiao Li as one person. For some reason, my soul Wandered outside for a while and only now came back. 】

Lin Qingyu looked at him, "I'm back, won't you leave?"

【necessary. 】

Seeing what Jiang Xing said so sure, Lin Qingyu suppressed the anxiety and anxiety, and smiled lightly: "I will adapt as soon as possible. You kiss again, I won't hide."

Jiang Xing smiled and kissed Lin Qingyu's lips, but there was a bit of haze in his eyes.

Lin Qingyu said he couldn't control it, but he was still trying to control it. As everyone knows, a beautiful woman who is quiet and doesn't cry or makes trouble is more distressing than when she is emotionally down.

Lin Qingyu cultivated for three days, and apparently healed. Over the past few days, the Queen Mother has been listening to politics alone, showing a state of incompetence. She learned that Lin Qingyu's illness was almost healed, and on the grounds of visiting the disease, she said, "Qingyu, you should get better soon. Many things are still waiting for you to make up your mind."

Lin Qingyu said calmly: "Thank the Queen Mother for caring."

The Queen Mother sighed: "There has been no news from the Northwest for a long time, and I don't know how Gu Fuzhou played in the battle of Yongliang."

Lin Qingyu's face suddenly changed, and her breathing became quicker. With Lin Qingyu's current state, how could I hear this. In order to stop the Queen Mother from speaking, Jiang Xing said: "Mother Queen."

The queen mother was stunned, thinking that she had misheard: "...Li'er?"

Jiang Xing called again: "Mother Queen."

"The emperor has spoken?" The queen mother was so excited, tears fell in her eyes, where is the dignity and grace of the past, "the emperor called the mourning family's'mother queen'!"

Mother Xiujiao also choked: "This is the first sentence the emperor said, and the emperor really missed you in his heart!"

The queen mother couldn't restrain herself anymore, and she leaned over Jiang Xing's shoulder in pain: "Li'er, you are really getting better...The queen mother finally, finally waited for this day."

Jiang Xing couldn't pretend to be stupid all his life, and he couldn't suddenly become a normal person. The gradual process is indispensable. After he called his mother that day, he could recite poems next year and could do some math problems in another three to five years.

[But I think it’s good to play dumb. Jiang Xing told Lin Qingyu, [Anyway, except for you, I don’t bother to talk to others. 】

Jiang Xing's "Mother Queen" made the Queen Mother cry so short of breath that she couldn't even go to the morning court the next day. Lin Qingyu changed into his official uniform and sat in front of the bronze mirror, staring blankly at herself in the mirror. His boredom surged unexpectedly.

Before being discovered by Jiang Xing, he immediately closed his eyes.

——Don't think about it, Jiang Xing has already returned. You are so worried about gains and losses, crying and crying, what is the difference between you and Xiao Jie and his like. Do you want to become the kind of person you despise the most.

But, is Jiang Xing really back? Could it be that he is dreaming again. The dream woke up, Jiang Xing would also go away.

Lin Qingyu opened his eyes and saw through the bronze mirror that the emperor was helping him tidy his official hat behind him. He quietly picked up the hairpin on the table and slowly pierced it into his palm with a sharp end.

It hurts... it's not a dream, it's great.

Before Lin Qingyu could breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Xing snatched the hairpin in her hand.

"Qingyu?"

Lin Qingyu paused and said, "The emperor."

Jiang Xing's brows became loose as soon as he frowned, and he smiled and said, "This is Jiang Xing, don't, don't forget."

After a few days of hard training, he gradually recovered the feeling of speaking and was able to speak short sentences.

Lin Qingyu held the corner of her lips: "I remember. Jiang Xing is now the emperor, and I am right to call you the emperor."

Jiang Xing lowered his head to examine the wound on Lin Qingyu's palm. Fortunately, it was found in time, but the skin was broken and there was no bleeding. Lin Qingyu dismissed it and said, "It's okay, just rub some medicine."

Lin Qingyu called Xiaosongzi to bring the medicine box, calmly and calmly put the medicine on for herself. Jiang Xing looked at him thoughtfully for a while, but didn't help him. Suddenly, Jiang Xing raised his hand to remove the jade crown on his head, picked up the scissors on the side, and cut the long hair without hesitation.

The strands of blue silk fell on the ground, and within a short while, the young man changed from long hair to short hair.

Lin Qingyu sat blankly, and said, "Jiang Xing...?"

Jiang Xing curled his lips and smiled: "Here, baby."

Lin Qingyu was stunned and said, "You...why did you make yourself like this?"

Jiang Xing made his hair messy, uneven in length, like a dog chewing. Fortunately, he has such a face, even with such messy hair, he is still handsome and full of looks.

...It's exactly the same as Jiang Xing in the dream.

He saw the long-haired "Xiao Li" completely transformed into short-haired Jiang Xing.

He still remembered the feeling that the short hair on his forehead swept across his eyelashes when Jiang Xing lowered his head.

Jiang Xing tried hard to speak, but forgot what the word said. He had no choice but to write and lift up: [This is more handsome. 】

After several days of trance, Lin Qingyu finally had a sense of reality, and the voice in her ear became clear.

Jiang Xing knelt down on one knee in front of Lin Qingyu and looked up at him: "Qingyu, it's me, Jiang Xing."

Lin Qingyu couldn't help but stretched out her hand, holding up Jiang Xing's face, as if relieved, as if trusting, as if sighed: "You really are back."

Jiang Xing said with difficulty: "I have come back for several days."

The mist in Lin Qingyu's eyes gradually dissipated, and Qingming reappeared. He suddenly used his hand to pinch Jiang Xing's jaw, his eyes sharp: "You still know how to come back!"

Jiang Xing doesn't hurt at all, but frowns tightly: "Baby, be lighter."

At this time, Xiao Songzi's voice came from outside: "Master Lin, Master Li, they are still waiting to discuss matters with you in the Palace of Qinzheng."

Lin Qingyu's eyes darkened, looked around, and tore off a cloth strip from the curtain. Jiang Xing very consciously, even with some excitement, proactively stretched out his hands: "Here you are."

Lin Qingyu tied Jiang Xing's hands with cloth strips: "You go to the bed and wait for me under a quilt. Until I come back, you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Is there such a good thing?

Jiang Xing nodded happily.