Chapter 104
While waiting for Lin Qingyu to come, Jiang Xing had been writing. He wrote a lot, and wanted to hold up each one to show Lin Qingyu. He was in such a hurry that he was flustered and accidentally lost his grip on the paper, and half of the rice paper slipped from his hands.
The biting cold wind suddenly blew open the window, causing the rice paper to fly all over the sky. When the wind blew, Lin Qingyu looked up at them slowly falling. In a trance, he seemed to see several familiar figures and vaguely heard someone talking to him.
That was Lu Wancheng's figure and Gu Fuzhou's voice. When the wind stopped, both of them disappeared, and the only thing left in his world was the young man in front of him.
It’s Jiang Xing.
It's really him.
Lu Wancheng died, Gu Fuzhou also died, but Jiang Xing was still alive.
Jiang Xing saw Lin Qingyu smile, and tears finally fell from his red eyes. He laughed and cried, laughing with tears in his eyes, like a crazy person, with a mixture of love and resentment.
However, Lin Qingyu is still so beautiful. Even if a beauty goes crazy, she is still enough to captivate people at first sight.
But he didn't want to appreciate Lin Qingyu's beauty when she was crazy. He liked watching Lin Qingyu poisoning others, liked watching Lin Qingyu doing bad things, and even more liked watching Lin Qingyu's expression under him. But what he liked most was always Lin Qingyu's happy look.
Jiang Xing remembered that he wrote a lot of words to comfort Lin Qingyu. He flipped through a few pages randomly, but couldn't find it, so he simply gave up looking.
What are you still looking for at this time?
Jiang Xing threw the remaining paper in his hand onto the table, came to Lin Qingyu, and called his name again: "Qing, Yu."
As soon as he approached, Lin Qingyu's legs lost strength and he knelt down.
Jiang Xing hugged him instinctively and blurted out: "Qing Yu!"
Lin Qingyu's body could not bear the mixed emotions of sorrow and joy, and she was on the verge of collapse. She closed her eyes and fell asleep in Jiang Xing's arms.
Jiang Xing's face turned pale and he tried to shout for help, but he had practiced vocalization for too short a time and had only learned the two words "Qing Yu". Now he couldn't say anything else. Jiang Xing carried Lin Qingyu to the bed and smashed a willow-leaf bottle.
Xu Junyuan, who was guarding outside the door for the young couple, heard the noise and walked in immediately. He saw Lin Qingyu lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and without waiting for Jiang Xing to write, he said, "I'll go find the imperial physician."
When the imperial physician arrived, the empress dowager was also alarmed. She originally thought that something had happened to the emperor, but unexpectedly, Lin Qingyu fainted in the emperor's bedroom. When she saw her son give the dragon bed to Lin Qingyu and stay by the bedside without leaving, she couldn't help feeling a little strange.
That is the dragon bed. Putting aside Lin Qingyu's identity as a subject, Lin Qingyu is Gu Fuzhou's wife after all. This... seems inappropriate.
The Queen Mother said softly: "The Emperor likes Qingyu very much."
Nanny Xiujiao said: "Lord Lin is good-looking and treats the emperor like a younger brother, so the emperor will naturally like him."
If they are really just brothers, then it’s nothing. only……
Xu Junyuan interrupted the empress dowager's thoughts and said, "Doctor Chu, how is Lord Lin?"
"Lord Lin is fine for now. He just has internal heat and his pulse is weak and rapid, which is a sign of a heart attack." Chu Zhengde said, "What great joys and sorrows has Lord Lin experienced in succession?"
Xu Junyuan said leisurely: "I don't know about that."
It's more than just great joy and great sorrow.
Jiang Xing once again realized what he had brought to Lin Qingyu. Not only Lin Qingyu, he also experienced great joy and great sorrow in just one hour. Although he almost couldn't hold on, he at least retained a trace of clarity.
But Lin Qingyu couldn't bear it. The one who is left behind may be the one who suffers the most.
Put yourself in his shoes. If he received the bad news about Lin Qingyu and the good news of his resurrection in one day, even if he didn't die, he would probably go crazy and probably wouldn't live to see the good news.
Therefore, his baby is really powerful and strong.
At least much better than him.
Chu Zhengde said: "I will prescribe some tranquilizing medicine for Lord Lin. When Lord Lin wakes up, he must rest for a while and must not be overly happy or sad."
The Queen Mother couldn't help but frown. The emperor had just ascended the throne and was still waiting for Lin Qingyu to stabilize the previous dynasty and take charge of the overall situation. Lin Qingyu fell ill at an inopportune time, so she had to take more care of him. "Laifu, clean up the side hall of Xingqing Palace and let Lord Lin stay there temporarily. When he wakes up, send him back to the general's mansion."
Jiang Xing, who was sitting beside the bed, reached out and silently pulled the quilt covering Lin Qingyu.
The Queen Mother saw his little action and asked, "Does the Emperor not want Lord Lin to leave?"
Jiang Xing nodded.
The Queen Mother was surprised and delighted to receive a response from her son for the first time. She hurriedly asked, "Did you see that? The Emperor... The Emperor is talking to me!"
Madam Xiujiao nodded with tears in her eyes: "Replying to the Queen Mother, I am watching. The Emperor is really getting better."
Xu Junyuan smiled and said, "Since the emperor likes to stay with Lord Lin, the queen mother might as well let Lord Lin accompany the emperor. Maybe the emperor will get better faster."
The Queen Mother was almost crying with joy: "Okay, okay, let Lord Lin stay in Xingqing Palace temporarily."
She knew very well that this was against the rules, and if the censors got to know about it, there would definitely be some trouble. But her Li'er is mentally retarded and doesn't understand human relationships, so she only responds to Lin Qingyu. As long as Li'er's amnesia can be cured and she can call her "Mother", she has nothing else to ask for.
Lin Qingyu slept for a whole day. With so many palace servants serving him, there was not much Jiang Xing could do. After waiting for a long time for the people to leave, Jiang Xing touched the little hands and face. He felt a little unsatisfied, so he hugged Lin Qingyu through the quilt. After hugging for a while, he was no longer satisfied.
Lin Qingyu seemed very cold and frowned even in his sleep.
When Nanny Xiujiao brought in the medicine, what she saw was Jiang Xing lifting the quilt and about to go to bed.
Madam Xiujiao patiently explained to him, "Your Majesty, I know you may not understand now. But Lord Lin has a husband. His husband is General Gu, who is fighting in the northwest. You can hold his hand, but you must not sleep with him."
Jiang Xing: ...Heh.
When Lin Qingyu woke up, he kept his eyes open for a while before he could see the person beside the bed clearly. The young man in a dragon robe and a jade crown breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him wake up, and called out, "Qingyu."
After practicing for a day, Jiang Xing was finally able to say Lin Qingyu's name fluently. The rest he could only rely on writing.
[You woke up.] 】
Is it Xiao Li? No, it's...
Reason and memory gradually returned. Lin Qingyu suddenly sat up and grabbed the boy like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood: "... Jiang Xing."
His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly make a sound.
Jiang Xing let him hold her tightly and mouthed: It's me, baby.
Lin Qingyu's ten fingers clenched tighter and tighter, and his eyes opened sorely, as if he had thought of something extremely terrifying. "I thought..." His lips moved slightly, "I thought you were dead."
Jiang Xing lowered his eyes, spread out his palm, and wrote stroke by stroke: [I’m sorry. 】
As soon as he finished writing, Lin Qingyu's tears fell. "You lied to me... You lied to me that it was just a dream. You knew very well that only when your soul entered the dream could I see your true appearance. You knew very well..."
He knows. But he went anyway.
He just wanted to see Lin Qingyu again before leaving.
"You wrote me a letter of guarantee." Lin Qingyu was incoherent, no longer as calm as before, "You said you would come back, you promised me you would be fine. I didn't go anywhere, I have been waiting for you... You promised me, Jiang Xing. If you really die..."
Jiang Xing's heart was broken by Lin Qingyu's crying. But he couldn't utter a single word except Lin Qingyu's name. But even if he could speak, what could he say?
That he didn't want to die, that he had tried desperately to live?
What's the use? He still didn't do it after all.
Jiang Xing closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about how Gu Fuzhou died. He kept in mind the imperial physician's advice that he must not let Lin Qingyu's emotions fluctuate too much, so he held her in his arms and gently stroked her long hair.
Lin Qingyu put her cheek against Jiang Xing's chest, listened to his heartbeat, and smiled sadly: "Why do you torture me like this... Is it because I love you? Is it because you know that I will never die no matter what?"
Jiang Xing's Adam's apple rolled, and the light in his eyes was covered with a layer of mist.
"But even I can't stand it." Lin Qingyu muttered like a madman, "I can't stand it..."
Jiang Xing bent down and kissed him. Kiss his eyebrows, kiss the corners of his eyes, kiss his lips. When their lips touched, Lin Qingyu slowly closed his eyes.
Jiang Xing’s kiss was also wet. When the two separated, Lin Qingyu saw the boy's wet eyelashes.
Lin Qingyu wanted to cry again. He was also tired of himself crying easily, but he couldn't help it. He could only burrow into Jiang Xing's arms and cling to him even tighter.
With Jiang Xing's comfort, Lin Qingyu gradually calmed down. Jiang Xing held him in his arms and wrote some light-hearted words for him to read.
[Xu Junyuan said that my loss of voice is only temporary and I will get used to it slowly. 】
[Alas, this body has no abdominal muscles. 】
[But the tongue is finally not small anymore, what do you think, baby? 】
[Would you rather feel more comfortable kissing me or Gu Fuzhou? 】
Lin Qingyu suddenly asked: "How did you...Gu Fuzhou die?"
Jiang Xing’s answer was simple: [Died in battle. But we won the battle in the end. 】
Lin Qingyu was stunned and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
[It didn’t hurt. I died very quickly. I didn’t feel anything. I didn’t feel any pain. I just died. 】
This traditional Chinese character is too difficult to write. When Lin Qingyu gets better, he will find time to teach Lin Qingyu to recognize simplified Chinese characters.
The fragile Lin Qingyu is particularly easy to deceive, and he believes whatever Jiang Xing says. "That's good." Lin Qingyu's reaction was much slower. After a while, he asked, "So, how did you wake up in Xiao Li's body?"
Jiang Xing saw that the ink in the inkstone was almost gone, so he stood up and wanted to change it. As soon as he moved, Lin Qingyu felt as if he was facing a great enemy, and opened his eyes wide in fear: "Where are you going?"
Jiang Xing smiled and pointed at the inkstone.
Lin Qingyu understood what he meant and asked again: "When will you come back?"
Jiang Xing didn't leave and hugged Lin Qingyu even tighter.
Lin Qingyu slowly lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and said: "I'm sorry, I also know that I'm not normal now." He looked at his hands and said helplessly, "But I... I can't control it."
He didn't want to become what he is now, but he didn't know how to get over the time he lost Jiang Xing, even if it was only for an hour.
Jiang Xing used the remaining ink to write:
[No need to control.] 】
[I like being stuck with you.] 】
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