Chapter 485 Extra 4 The wind blows away the red silk, and the waves break the cold bones
"I heard that Lord Duan from the Imperial City Department is getting married soon!"
"I have never heard of which girl Duan Shisi is going to marry. Who can stand his coffin-like face?"
"Look at you, you are not well-informed! Half a year ago, the fourteenth daughter of the Wei family joined the Imperial City Division as a black guard. As a result, she and Lord Duan fell in love with each other. These days, we often see them shopping together."
Several people standing on the street were chatting animatedly, and a woman passing by accidentally spilled the medicinal herbs in her arms all over the ground.
"Isn't this Miss Mo from the clinic?" A woman recognized her and stepped forward and said, "Why are you carrying so many things? Let me help you carry them."
Mo Lingling lowered her head and said, "Mrs. Huang, thank you. I can do it myself."
The woman said, "I should thank Miss Mo. My little boy has grown strong. When I get pregnant with my second child, I will come to the clinic to give birth."
Mo Lingling raised her head, forced a smile, and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come, and I can also give you some small gifts."
The woman exchanged a few more words with her before leaving.
When there was no one around, the smile on Mo Lingling's face disappeared, and he returned to the clinic like a wandering soul.
Mi Zhenchuan called her several times from behind, but she didn't hear him.
"Xiao Mo!"
Mi Zhenchuan had to run a few steps quickly to get in front of her.
Mo Lingling asked: "What's wrong?"
Mi Zhenchuan took the herbs from her hand and asked doubtfully, "Here, give them to me. What are you thinking about? Where are you going with such a big bag?"
Mo Lingling said, "Oh, I was lost in thought. I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go upstairs to rest."
After saying that, she turned around and was about to go upstairs, but Mi Zhenchuan called her again.
"Xiao Mo, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."
Mo Lingling was exhausted. After hesitating for a moment, she sat down with him at the table in front of the clinic.
"Manager Mi, what can I do for you?"
Mi Zhenchuan poured her a cup of hot water and said, "Xiao Mo, your hometown is in Xianyang, right?"
Mo Lingling nodded.
Mi Zhenchuan placed a stack of banknotes and a land deed in front of her.
"The Queen is about to give birth and has no time to come to the clinic. This morning, the palace maid sent me the news and told me to talk to you in detail."
Mo Lingling stared at him and asked, "What does this mean? What does the Queen want to say?"
Mi Zhenchuan said: "The queen said that if you still want to go back to Xianyang, you can leave at any time. She will no longer persuade you to stay, and she doesn't want to delay you. You should have your own life."
Mo Lingling's shoulders slumped at once.
The Queen actually said this...
She wanted to go back to Xianyang before because she felt uncomfortable when she saw Duan Mingfeng.
Miss Ji advised her a few words, and since the clinic was in need of staff, she stayed.
After Emperor Wu Su went to war in person, Duan Mingfeng did not appear around the clinic. Mo Lingling felt relieved, but also felt a sense of emptiness.
She had been in the clinic for more than a year. Every household was proud to be able to go to the clinic to give birth. The people of Lin'an also gradually changed their views of her, and even some noble ladies respected her.
Mo Lingling never thought about leaving again.
Mi Zhenchuan asked: "Xiao Mo, what do you mean?"
Mo Lingling came back to her senses. Since the Queen had allowed her to return to her hometown, it further proved that the story between Duan Mingfeng and the fourteenth daughter of the Wei family was not groundless.
Her hand shook and the hot tea spilled all over the back of her hand.
Mi Zhenchuan hurriedly picked up the rag and said with concern: "Why are you so careless? This is freshly boiled water. You must have got scalded."
Mo Lingling said with red eyes: "Shopkeeper Mi, I'm fine."
At this time, two people came in from the door.
"Is there any medicine to stop the bleeding?"
Mo Lingling recognized the gloomy voice immediately this time. She hurriedly lowered her head, looked at the small red spot on her left hand, and pulled down her sleeve to cover it.
Mi Zhenchuan stood up in surprise and greeted him, saying, "It's Lord Duan. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. Where are you injured? Let the doctor inside take a look."
Another female voice came from behind Mo Lingling.
"It's not Lord Duan, it's me. My arm was cut by a sword, and now the bleeding won't stop. What medicine is better for stopping the bleeding?"
It turned out that the fourteenth daughter of the Wei family was injured, and Duan Mingfeng brought her to buy medicine.
Mi Zhenchuan said: "Golden wound medicine is the most effective for sword wounds. Come with me to apply the medicine."
Wei Tongyou said nonchalantly: "No need to see a doctor, just give me the medicine."
Mi Zhenchuan hurriedly went to get the medicine powder. Wei Tongyou untied his wristband, rolled up his sleeves generously, and poured the medicine powder on it without any pause.
Mi Zhenchuan took a breath and said, "Girl, it's really..."
Wei Tongyou glared at him with a fierce look and said, "Don't you see how I'm dressed now? Why call me girl? Call me sir!"
Mo Lingling turned her head quietly and saw Wei Tongyou, who was dressed in black guard uniform, standing with Duan Mingfeng, looking very well matched.
Mi Zhenchuan not only brought medicine for wounds, but also brought burn ointment from the clinic.
He walked back to Mo Lingling's desk and said, "Xiao Mo, apply some medicine, or you'll get blisters. It's all my fault for pouring hot water for you."
Seeing that Shopkeeper Mi was blaming himself, Mo Lingling said, "It's okay. It was all my fault."
Wei Tongyou applied the medicine while her eyes were wandering between the two of them. When she turned around again, she saw Duan Mingfeng had already walked away.
Wei Tong quickly wrapped the wristband around his wrist and shouted from behind him, "If it weren't for you who insisted on bringing me to the clinic to get medicine, why are you in such a hurry?"
Mo Lingling grabbed the burn ointment and ran back upstairs, staying in the room until evening.
She lay in bed, thinking with lifeless eyes, she was sick.
Moreover, the disease is terminal and beyond cure.
Earlier, she had given her love to the wrong person and Li Chengxun had betrayed her, but she did not feel heartbroken, but more grief and indignation.
But when she learned that Duan Mingfeng was going to get married, and the girl he married was from the Wei family, she felt as if a part of her soul had been taken away. She should have been happy for her benefactor.
When they appeared in front of her together, Mo Lingling felt a sharp pain in her heart.
She couldn't allow herself to fall into depravity like this any longer.
Mo Lingling took a deep breath and sat up. After being stuck in the house for the entire afternoon, she opened the window to get some fresh air.
As a result, I suddenly looked into the eyes of a cold face.
Mo Lingling's pupils shrank in fear, and her scream was muffled by a big hand.
The lights were off in the room, and under the moonlight, Mo Lingling's face looked eerily pale.
"You don't look well, are you sick?" Duan Mingfeng frowned.
Mo Lingling thought, anyone who saw an upside-down face on the window would have a bad look on their face. The fact that she didn't faint from fright on the spot was because she had a strong psychological endurance.
Her bed was right next to the window, and when Duan Mingfeng jumped in, he bumped into Mo Lingling who was trying to retreat.
"ah!"
Mo Lingling lost her balance after being knocked by him and was about to fall off the bed, but someone grabbed her hand and pulled her back.
She clung to him with her hands and feet as if she were grabbing at a lifeline.
Duan Shisi, who was always known for his agility and outstanding martial arts, suddenly faltered and was pushed back onto the bed by Mo Lingling.
In a dark room, you need to be close enough to see the other person's eyes and eyebrows clearly.
Mo Lingling opened her eyes wide and said in a low voice, "If I had done this earlier, I wouldn't have made a mistake."
Duan Mingfeng's thick black eyebrows moved and his Adam's apple rolled. He turned his eyes away and looked at the burn ointment on the bedside.
"Where did you get burned?"
She moved the hand he was holding.
Duan Mingfeng frowned and let go.
The burn on Mo Lingling's hand healed after applying medicine, but after he held it, it became hot again.
At this time, the cool night breeze blew into the house.
Mo Lingling suddenly woke up.
She knew that Duan Mingfeng often appeared around the clinic and outside her room more than once. Once or twice was a coincidence, but meeting him so many times was intentional.
Mo Lingling got up from Duan Mingfeng, and her expression changed again and again.
She was no longer timid like before. She clenched her fists, stared at him and said, "Although I am the daughter of a criminal, I have a bad family background, I have been a prostitute, and I have had a miscarriage, but my life has been different since I came to the clinic."
"Master Duan saved me. I will always remember your kindness. I know you are definitely not someone who wants to repay a favor."
"I am."
Duan Mingfeng was lying on her bed, speaking calmly, as if he was talking about someone else.
Mo Lingling paused, her mouth wide open.
Duan Mingfeng thought she didn't hear clearly, and said, "I am a person who wants to repay a favor."
"So, follow me."
Mo Lingling said loudly in embarrassment: "Go away!"
Duan Mingfeng had a sinister look on his face, as if it was the coldest weather in the desert and a strong wind was about to blow.
He propped himself up, tilted his head slightly, looked at her standing on the ground, and asked gloomily: "Do you want to marry that old fat man?"
Mo Lingling glared at him and said, "It's better to marry an old fat man than to be someone's mistress or concubine!"
Duan Mingfeng asked sharply, "What do you mean by mistress? What do you mean by concubine?"
Mo Lingling said: "You, you are going to marry the girl from the Wei family, and you still come..."
Seeing Duan Mingfeng taking something out from under her pillow, she was so panicked that she didn't dare to look at him.
Duan Mingfeng held up the dagger engraved with the Duan family crest and said word by word: "This is the dagger my father passed down to me. It was meant for my daughter-in-law. You put it by your pillow day and night, but you refuse to acknowledge it."
"Since you have accepted this dagger, you cannot marry anyone else."
Mo Lingling felt bitter in her heart, and she threatened him stutteringly, "You, I, I won't be a mistress anyway. If you insist on marrying me, I will, I won't commit suicide. I have plenty of ways to deal with it. You and Wei Shisi will not have a comfortable life!"
Duan Mingfeng said indifferently: "Whether Wei Shisi is comfortable or not is none of my business."
He grabbed her hand, pulled her in front of him, and said, "How are you going to make me uncomfortable?"
Mo Lingling was frightened, but she still pretended to be calm.
"Don't push me!"
Duan Mingfeng gritted his teeth and said quickly, "No concubines, no mistresses. As long as you are willing, I will ask the emperor to grant us a marriage tomorrow. I want the whole world to know that you, Mo Lingling, is my wife. The emperor has granted us a marriage and we cannot divorce without an imperial decree. If you have made up your mind, come to the Imperial City Office to find me tomorrow."
Afterwards, Duan Mingfeng's ears turned red and he quickly disappeared into the darkness.
After he left, Mo Lingling took a long time to digest it, a full two hours.
But two hours were not enough to get through this long night.
The next day.
It was still dark, even the roosters hadn't woken up yet.
There is still an hour and a half before the Imperial City Envoy's Office opens.
Someone who had not slept all night wanted to guard the wall at the gate, but unexpectedly saw someone squatting next to the stone lion.
Mo Lingling's legs were numb from squatting. When she saw Duan Mingfeng, she first gave a dry laugh, and then she pulled off the bag hanging on the head of the stone lion.
As happy as Duan Mingfeng was when he first saw her, he was as disappointed at this moment.
"You're leaving."
Mo Lingling nodded, looked at him, and said in a dry voice: "Yes, I, I want to go back to Xianyang."
It was quiet all around.
They both spoke at the same time.
"I......"
"you......"
Duan Mingfeng seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and said, "You speak first."
Mo Lingling lowered her head, drew circles on the ground with her feet, and said, "I want to go back to visit my parents' graves and see them."
Duan Mingfeng also lowered his head, his expression could not be seen clearly, and he said calmly: "Go."
Mo Lingling pulled the strap of the bundle with her hands and whispered, "I also want to bring their son-in-law over and let them meet him, so that they won't miss me in the underworld, is that okay?"
The rising morning glow was bright red, and Mo Lingling's face was even redder than the glow.
Golden light flashed in Duan Mingfeng's eyes, and his right hand holding the sword kept shaking.
But he looked very calm, and said, "Okay, if we leave now, I have to go to the palace to ask for permission and rest for a few days."
Mo Lingling picked at her fingers nervously and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Duan Mingfeng walked straight to the right.
Mo Lingling held on to the stone lion to stand, her palms were sweaty. She couldn't suppress her joy and patted the lion's head and laughed.
Duan Mingfeng's figure floated in front of her again. Mo Lingling hurriedly pursed her lips and put away her unbridled smile.
Duan Mingfeng pointed to the left.
"The palace is over there. I was so happy that I went the wrong way."
Is he happy?
In fact, Mo Lingling couldn't tell how happy he was from his stiff expression. She could only tell how stupid he was from his almost clumsy behavior.
What if I'm really stupid enough to forget to talk about the business?
Mo Lingling put her hands to her mouth, made a trumpet shape, and shouted.
"Duan Mingfeng!"
Duan Mingfeng turned around and looked at her seriously.
Mo Lingling's smile penetrated the morning mist, illuminating everything around her, and her voice echoed in the Imperial City.
"Don't forget to tell the Emperor!"
"You're going to marry me!"
*
Three days after Princess Baocheng's full-month celebration, the Imperial City Envoy held a wedding banquet.
The banquet was extremely lively, and even the emperor and empress came over to sit down.
Among those present, the most unhappy one was the fourteenth daughter of the Wei family.
She went to the bridal chamber drunk and took out her snow sword, ready to fight to the death with the man named Duan.
The old lady of the Wei family did not come, and only sent a few juniors over. However, the juniors could not persuade Wei Tongyou, and finally alarmed the front hall.
At the wedding banquet, the emperor and empress sat at the top.
After Ji Qingwu's confinement, her face became round and radiant, and she looked even more elegant and noble.
She was happy today to see the two of them get married, and wanted to ask for a glass of wedding wine, but Emperor Wu Su stopped her from drinking.
Ji Qingwu was trying to persuade Emperor Wu Su to drink from one cup to half a cup, and finally to a small sip. Finally, the Emperor was willing to give in, and someone from the backyard came to invite her over.
Ji Qingwu whispered a few words to the emperor and was about to stand up. In full view of everyone, Emperor Wu Su held her hand, carefully adjusted her cloak with phoenix pattern and pearls, and ordered Li Yuzong to accompany her.
The bridal chamber finally quieted down after the arrival of the Queen.
Wei Tongyou was drunk and could barely recognize who was in front of her. She sobbed and hugged Ji Qingwu's thighs.
"My queen, please make the decision for me. Duan Mingfeng promised me, but he didn't keep his word."
Mo Lingling also looked at her aggrievedly and called out, "Empress."
Duan Mingfeng was troubled by Wei Tongyou's entanglement. If today was not his big day, he would have given her two swords and thrown her into the dry well.
Ji Qingwu glanced at Duan Mingfeng and said, "Send irrelevant people out."
After clearing the area, Ji Qingwu sat down and looked at the two people standing in front of him, and another one lying on the ground.
Asked: "Master Duan promised to marry you?"
Wei Tongyou raised his head in grief and anger and said, "Marry? What for? I want to kill him! He lied to me!"
Ji Qingwu said, "What did I lie to you about? I will make the decision for you."
Wei Tongyou burst into tears and said, "He said he would go back to his hometown in Xianyang and give me the position of the Imperial City Envoy and would train me vigorously, but he lied to me and he is not leaving..."
The girl became more and more sad as she spoke because she lost the official position she had just obtained.
Why didn’t he leave? Of course, it was because Mo Lingling wasn’t leaving.
Finally, Ji Qingwu took the little girl from the Wei family away and promised her the position of the next Imperial City Envoy.
The two people in the wedding room had hot faces.
When the wind blows, the red silk is blown away, the waves rise, and the cold bones are crushed...
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