Chapter 87 Chapter 87 Endure
Yuanxiu Pavilion in the Marquis' Mansion.
He pressed her tightly against the bedroom window sill.
Du Lingjing knew how strong Lu Weishi was. Even though he was injured, his pressure did not decrease at all. Instead, his anger made it even tighter, making it hard to breathe.
But he would avoid and evade, and if he showed any impatience, he would only get angrier and more furious.
Du Lingjing could only let him kiss her lips, which hurt her lips.
Lu Shenru held her waist with one hand and the back of her ear with the other. She had nowhere to go in his arms.
It was she who wanted to come, it was she who hugged him, and she was the one who insisted on stopping him and not letting him leave.
Since she cared so much about her Sanlang, she wanted to find out the reason why he died and she couldn't bear to see him suffer any injustice.
Then why are you not letting him leave?
The deep and strong kiss turned into an assault. She was the one who opened the city gate, so he could only occupy all of her without any care. During the attack, he pressed her ears with his fingertips, forced her to raise her head to face him completely, and even bit her lips.
She doesn't really love him...
In the past, he would never bear to bite her so painfully, but this time he could not bear it at all. The pain from his shoulders and arms made his whole body ache.
But he suddenly saw tears in her eyes.
"Does it hurt?" He paused and asked her.
She nodded slowly, and he looked down, only to see tiny traces of blood on her swollen lips.
"Why don't you push me away when it hurts?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
But she shook her head, raised her watery eyes from under her long eyebrows, and looked into his eyes.
"I will never push you away again." Never again...
She was coaxing him again, wasn't she?
Lu Shenru stared at her with his brows tightly pressed into a "川" shape, but she did not avoid or evade his gaze, as if what she said was all from the heart, and she let him look at her.
The man pursed his lips, and the next moment, he suddenly picked her up with one hand and carried her straight to the bed and brocade curtains.
She couldn't help but gasp and struggled to get down, but he ignored her, put her on the edge of the bed, and held her shoulders.
The thin clothes suddenly fell from her smooth white shoulders, revealing the soft undulations under her collarbone.
He simply untied the belt around his waist.
Du Lingjing was startled, and when he approached, she hurriedly pressed against his chest.
The man immediately raised his eyebrows.
His voice seemed to sink to the bottom of a lake. "Didn't you say you would never push me away again? Are you lying?!"
He didn't have a good attitude, he grabbed her and questioned her.
Du Lingjing was anxious, "These are two different things!"
She said, "The wound on your shoulder and arm hasn't healed at all. What will happen if you tear the wound again?!"
What's more, in her current condition, it might be inconvenient for her to have sex for the time being...
But she just stared at him and said, "My Lord, do you want to do as Doctor Wang said and install a wooden arm under your shoulder in the future?!"
Lu Shenru paused for a moment, but still spoke.
"Do you believe his lies?"
He didn't believe what Doctor Wang said, but Du Lingjing said, "I believe it!"
She pulled up the collar that had fallen from her shoulders and held his hand again. She saw that his handsome face was as cold as the bottom of a glacier.
Why are you still so angry?
She could only soften her voice and said, "I don't want to hurt you again."
The room finally became quiet. The rustling sound of leaves blown by the summer breeze outside drifted in through the window. Du Lingjing also imitated the way he used to pinch her and gently pinched his hand.
His hands were thick and hard, with thick calluses formed where he held the sword.
Although he rarely went into battle, he never neglected his martial arts. There was a small training ground behind Yuanxiu Pavilion, and he often went there, always coming out drenched in sweat. But since he was injured, he rarely went there.
The room was quiet. She looked at him, and Lu Shenru didn't speak for a moment.
In the past, he only wanted to hear her say some soft words to him, even just one sentence would do, but she didn't understand what soft words he meant and couldn't say them. Today, she said quite a lot...
She didn't leave until it was late, so she stayed in his Yuanxiu Pavilion.
During the days that Lu Shenru was away from Beijing, the complicated affairs that he usually dealt with had already piled up like a mountain. Now they were all piled high on his desk, making people frown at the sight of them.
But things always had to be taken care of, so he sat down at the desk and was about to pick up the pile of letters when she came over, took them for him personally, and opened them for him.
Lu Shenru's eyes couldn't help but fall on her slender fingers, but she pursed her lips and looked away.
His face was still unhappy, and Du Lingjing could see that he had a bad temper. Du Lingjing already understood him. After all, even the imperial concubine had given him a black ribbon as black as a stone.
But only someone with a heart as strong as a rock like him would ask for permission to marry her after his father had arranged for him to be married to her last year. He waited for her for eight years.
In addition, in the nearly one year, nine years since she married him, the words that he was most reluctant to say in his heart were actually spoken out loud by him in this way.
It's strange that he has no temper...
Du Lingjing helped him open all the letters he wanted to read. She saw that his expression had softened a little, but his lips were still tight and he didn't say anything more to her.
She whispered, "Take your time to reply. I will be here with you tonight."
His expression eased a little, but he still didn't respond.
Du Lingjing smiled secretly, sighed lightly, and sat sideways under the window to read.
Normally, she would read all night and would only feel her eyes sore. But this time, after just a while, she felt that her mind was no longer on the book, and she felt tired as if she had run around the capital three times.
She propped herself up with her arms, trying to keep herself from feeling sleepy, but as the lights flickered, she unknowingly fell exhausted on the small table.
Lu Shenru looked up and saw his wife sleeping on the table.
He couldn't help but stand up and walk over, and she didn't wake up even when he bumped into the chair.
He walked to her side and looked down at her. She was really asleep, and sleeping very soundly.
He pursed his lips.
Didn't you say you would stay here with him tonight? It was only a few minutes later and he fell asleep.
It can be seen that I am not sincere when I say I will accompany him...
The man's expression, which had just softened slightly, turned back to normal again, and he looked at her with displeasure in his eyes.
But he still took a piece of clothing and put it on her.
She slept very deeply. It was not until late at night when the wind outside had become cooler and she had dealt with most of the letters and memorials on the man's desk that she woke up slowly. She seemed not to have slept enough and yawned tiredly, covering her mouth with her hands.
Lu Shenru: "..."
It turned out that she was just trying to coax him, without any sincerity.
"Go to bed." He said coldly.
Du Lingjing woke up instantly and realized that she had fallen asleep. Just then, the night watchman drum sounded outside, and it was already midnight.
She looked at the Marquis and said, "It's so late, you should also rest."
Get more rest so your wound can heal faster.
But he didn't answer her.
Du Lingjing simply walked forward, quietly looked at this man with a temper as hard as a rock, thought for a moment, and took the pen from his hand.
His men paused.
She thought that there was probably no one in the world who would dare to take the pen from his hand.
But she had done it anyway, so what could he do to her?
She said softly, "Husband, take a rest."
Just at this moment, Chongping outside also gave a reminder.
"My Lord, please take a rest. Doctor Wang has told you not to work so hard at midnight."
There is no need to take the top prize in the imperial examination.
Lu Shenru: "..."
If there was a doctor in the Imperial Medical Bureau with medical skills comparable to this man, he would never seek him out for treatment.
But Du Lingjing pursed her lips and smiled. Doctor Wang was one of the few people who could "cure" stones.
Unexpectedly, perhaps because she didn’t get enough sleep, Du Lingjing suddenly felt her stomach churning again, but fortunately it was not too severe. She secretly suppressed it and walked forward to hold his hand.
"Just take a break. Don't you have to go to court tomorrow?"
She kept persuading him, and finally Lord Lu gave up a little and stood up.
It was just a handsome face that was unmatched in the world, and it was still as cold as if it was frozen.
He washed up and went to bed, and refused to talk.
But the day when he rushed back to Beijing kept coming to her mind. She pushed open the door of the west wing of Chengqingfang West Road, and the whole room was filled with the smell of bamboo. She wore a plain white dress for that man, stood in front of him, and said that no matter what, she would find out the truth about her Sanlang's suicide... ...
The man lay flat on his back with his eyes closed. The person beside him was breathing tiredly and gradually became longer.
However, she did not fall asleep. Instead, she reached out to him and grabbed his hand through the thin summer quilt.
Then her soft fingertips passed through his palm and passed through his fingers.
The next moment, she interlocked her fingers with his.
Everything in the tent came to a standstill, except for her weak force, which was transmitted to his fingers and palms.
In the pitch-black night, the man's dark eyes trembled almost imperceptibly.
Du Lingjing blinked slightly.
Not wanting to hold her hand, he suddenly exerted force to completely clasp her fingers, which she had actively wrapped around him.
The force was so strong that she felt a little pain, but as she said, she did not push him away and just let him do it.
... ...
The next morning, the lady was still asleep, but Chongping saw that the Marquis had gotten up early to attend court, and his complexion was finally a little better than the previous two days.
The only one who can hurt the Marquis deeply is his wife; and the only one who can slowly heal the Marquis’s pain is also his wife.
The man still rode his horse to attend the court.
In Yuanxiu Pavilion, Du Lingjing slept for a long time before waking up.
Qiulin came to the room to serve her and asked her what she wanted to eat today. When Du Lingjing heard the word "eat", her mouth felt sour. She couldn't eat anything and just wanted to sleep again.
But after another good night's sleep, another day passed.
But Qiu Lin called her, "Madam is so upset, have you told the Marquis?"
Tell the Marquis that she might be pregnant, and he will still be angry?
But Du Lingjing said there was no rush, "It's better to confirm it first, then tell him."
So that he wouldn't be disappointed.
She discussed with Qiulin how about inviting a doctor from outside to diagnose the patient first.
At this time, Ai Ye came running over and said, "Madam went to scold my servant brother, and he pestered Guard An again."
Changpu pestered Chong'an again, "Why?" Du Lingjing asked.
Ai Ye couldn't help rolling her eyes. She said that her brother was locked up again this time, so she thought of the dog hole in the marquis's mansion again, but she was afraid that she would get stuck in it, so she caught a white rabbit and put it in.
He watched the white rabbit hopping around and chewing the weeds in the dog hole, which seemed spacious, so he poked his head in to try.
Who would have thought that Chong'an and his guards passed by and saw the commotion here and came to investigate. Changpu got nervous and stretched his head forward, getting stuck in the dog hole and unable to get out.
After Chong'an pulled it out for him, he pestered Chong'an, "He said he was dizzy and had his skin scraped off, and asked Guard An to give him money for medical treatment. He's pestering me now!"
Ai Ye was so angry, "You really don't mind being ashamed!"
Qiu Lin laughed and said it was really embarrassing. Du Lingjing suddenly thought of something and called Ai Ye.
"Tell him to stop bothering Chong'an and tell him that I'll get him a doctor to come over to treat him."
Qiulin understood as soon as he heard it, and was able to help his wife with the diagnosis.
After being disturbed by Changpu, Du Lingjing regained some spirit.
She simply ate some porridge and returned to the west wing of the main courtyard, and continued to sort out the many pages of paper left by Sanlang.
She flipped through the book again and again and found that in addition to paying attention to the affairs of the Jinyiwei, Sanlang also left some ink on one person.
It’s Lord Dou.
Dou Gelao was older than her father, but entered the cabinet later than her father.
Dou Ge Lao also passed the imperial examination at a young age, and his career went smoothly, and he became a Jinshi at an early age. However, he was arrogant and conceited in his early years, and his words were quite sharp, which offended many people. He even wrote a letter to the previous emperor, pointing out that the previous emperor was indecisive, which led to constant disputes between civil and military officials, instability in the court, and inability to bring peace to the world as a monarch.
When he said this at that time, everyone was scared. After all, who would dare to blame the chaos in the court on the emperor and point a sword at the king?
The late emperor did not say anything about how to deal with him, but other officials in the court took revenge on the emperor. In less than a year, he was demoted three levels and became a minor official in an unpopular place.
Dou Ge Lao served as an official in that place where no one cared about him for nearly ten years. Perhaps it was only after his edge faded that he gradually became successful and rose to a higher rank.
However, during the previous emperor's reign, he had not been valued until the current emperor ascended the throne, when he was suddenly valued.
The previous emperor's dynasty was also in chaos because of the death of the crown prince. Several princes fought each other and the situation became chaotic. In the end, no one expected that King Yin would ascend the throne. At that time, Dou Ge Lao was not appreciated by anyone, regardless of his faction, but was favored by the current emperor.
He no longer had the ambition to "instruct the emperor". Although he was old and calm, he understood how to be an official and a minister better, so the emperor promoted him even more.
When his father's new policies blocked his exile and he returned to his hometown to mourn, the new policies could not be continued, so the emperor appointed Dou Ge Lao to take over the mess. Dou Ge Lao acted very quickly, and many of his father's policies that had been successfully implemented were stopped by Dou Ge Lao, and they were blocked neatly.
At that time, she was at home in Qingzhou and often saw her father staring blankly and sighing over the imperial edicts and letters coming from the capital.
Dou Ge Lao's decisiveness and vigor were even more appreciated by the emperor, and he was about to enter the cabinet.
But at that time, Dou Ge Lao had not yet entered the cabinet, and she saw Sanlang's handwriting on the copy.
After the Queen's son died suddenly, Dou Ge Lao was the first to propose that Prince Yong be made the crown prince as soon as possible to protect the foundation of the country. He immediately stood behind Prince Yong and strongly supported him.
In the same year that he supported Prince Yong, the emperor promoted him to the cabinet.
Du Lingjing looked at the place where Sanlang painted for a long time.
In the past, when she was in the library, she seldom asked about these political affairs, so she could only hear about them but did not understand the details.
But since she entered the capital, she inevitably stepped into this vortex of power that she originally disliked.
Just as she expected, the place is full of chaotic open struggles and hidden conspiracies, and what is more important is that everyone in this imperial city is deeply trapped in it, with their own helplessness and persistence, or perhaps reasons or secrets.
Originally, the one who was farthest from her was the Marquis, but now he was the closest to her, needless to say. In addition to him, the Imperial Concubine, the Emperor and the Empress, Prince Yong and Prince Hui, Shao Boju and the Shao family, Wei Cong and Wei Jue, and Dou Ge Lao... ...
She had gradually been able to see their appearance, from simple names in the distance, into her own eyes.
But there are still many important things she doesn't know, and they won't tell others easily.
Du Lingjing flipped through the papers left by Sanlang again and again.
There was something that Sanlang had not told her. It was obvious that the pages of information he had collected over the years were not just for reading.
She read the news about Dou Ge Lao again and again, but unexpectedly, at this time, someone sent a note and came to her door.
She looked at the signature on the invitation and was surprised for a moment.
*
Lu Shenxia went to court and met Dou Ge Lao again.
"I heard that the Marquis captured the ninth prince of the Tartars in the northwest. What did you find out? In fact, fighting the enemy requires both civil and military efforts."
Lu Shenru just snorted.
Although Dou Ge Lao had never participated in advocating peace talks at that time, the civil officials under his command all overlapped with the peace party at that time.
He had captured the ninth Tatar prince and was now on his way to the capital, but he wondered what he could get out of him.
"One day when Lord Dou leads his troops into battle, I will tell you later."
He refused to say, and Dou Ge Lao was not surprised, but he said it.
"My Lord, this is really disappointing, but you and I have never interacted with each other before, so it is strange that we suddenly communicate with each other. That's all."
After hearing these words, Lu Shenru snorted again and left.
But when Dou Ge Lao left the palace, he saw that the face of his servant was wrinkled like a ball of paper.
"What's the matter? You look so miserable." He asked while stroking his beard.
His mother was going to celebrate her birthday recently. Although he didn't want to make it public, his mother was already trembling. How many more years could she live? He could only celebrate her birthday.
Unexpectedly, the servant stepped forward and said, "Master, the old lady sent someone to deliver the invitation, but she made a mistake and sent the invitation to the Yongding Marquis' Mansion!"
Dou Ge Lao: "..."
He had just finished saying that he had no dealings with Marquis Lu.
But the post had already been sent, what else could he do? This time he was the one with a miserable face.
"Where's the old lady?"
“I’m eating dates at home!”
... ...
When Lu Shenru heard this, he was also stunned.
Chongping said, "Mr. Dou doesn't seem to know either. It seems that his old lady got confused and sent a special invitation to Madam."
Lu Shenru didn't take it seriously. He thought she could still go to the banquet? After all, it was Dou Ge Lao, who was the one he hated the most.
He returned to Jiqingfang.
But when she arrived at the door of the house, she couldn't help but think of the time last night when she and he clasped their fingers.
The palm of his hand seemed to still retain the warmth and softness of her palm.
His heart couldn't help but soften, but an absurd thought arose in his mind: Could she have been like Jiang Zhuxiu?
The man's face didn't look very good when he dismounted his horse and entered the mansion.
Chong'an shrank back as he watched from afar, and Lu Shenru didn't pay any attention to him.
But today, he didn't see anyone waiting for him in front of Yuanxiu Pavilion.
It turned out that she just acted on impulse yesterday.
But when he stepped into Yuanxiu Pavilion, he saw someone sitting in the corridor in front of his study. She was wearing the red coral headdress and a light yellow and pink gauze shirt, no longer the plain white dress of that day. Her soft lips were slightly stained with lip balm, and her complexion was brightened. The wind made the light gauze skirt under her feet sway, as if floating in his heart.
But the man was patient and did not call her "Quanquan" as he did before, and walked quickly towards her.
He stood there motionless for a moment, controlling his gaze so that it would not keep falling on the hem of her skirt, his face still cold.
Chong'an blinked rapidly beside him.
Madam has dressed up beautifully today, and even the guards in the mansion dare not even raise their eyes. Can the Marquis really keep his composure?
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