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Chapter 251 The Heart Will Change
Chapter 251 The Heart Will Change
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days later, the wound on Qingyun's chest slowly healed. Every day, someone specially sends meals, all of which Qingyun likes to eat.
Huo Jingyun never came to see Qingyun. Qingyun understood that he hadn't figured out how to face her yet.
Qingyun gradually accepted the reactions of those officials, which is human nature.
At the juncture of life and death, the fear of death in people's heart finally overcomes their conscience. There is a chance of life, and few people will choose to die.
When Qingyun was in despair, she often raised her head to look at the empty sky, and vaguely seemed to see another pair of eyes, those eyes that were forever reduced to the sea of ββice, looked at her quietly, and let go of her former laughter and unrestrained sarcasm, There is only a glimpse of peace that can be seen through, and he says over and over again: Live on...
I know.
Qingyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, smiled softly at the empty sky, and said softly, "I am Qingyun, with a thick skin, how could I die so easily?"
The palace is heavily guarded. Last night, Qingyun heard someone calling for an assassin. Looking out the window, she could see shadowy figures and torches, but she quickly became quiet.
Is it Ling Chen's person? Is he okay? Will he come back?
There were more guards around Wang Kang Palace, and there were people standing around.
Qingyun sat in the tree house every day and looked outside, looking at the ethereal clouds.
On this day, she seemed to hear Li Xia's voice. Just outside Klai Kangwon Palace, she immediately climbed to the tree house, and from the window of the tree house, she really saw Lixia.
She was stopped there by two people, and Li Xia punched and kicked. Her kung fu was not easy to be caught.
Qingyun saw two people coming from behind, Liang Hongxiu and Chen Chao.
Chen Chao stood there and didn't move, Liang Hongxiu knocked Lixia to the ground in a few strokes, Chen Chao stopped Liang Hongxiu, and someone came over and took Lixia out.
Qingyun immediately jumped down from the tree house and ran out, but was stopped.
"Let me out! I want to see Huo Jingyun! Let me out!"
No matter how hard she beat the door, the guard seemed to be deaf, and the door was closed tightly.
What did Huo Jingyun want to do by not letting her see anyone? To hang her on purpose? Let her get angry and have no place to spread it? Break her down?
Qingyun sneered. Huo Jingyun is very powerful, but he underestimates her too.
At noon, two palace maids suddenly came in: "Princess, please pack up and move to another place."
Xiaojing asked, "Where do you want our princess to move?"
The palace maid in green said: "You will know when you arrive, please clean up."
Qing Yun said: "Why do you want to leave here? Where do you want me to go? Prison?"
The palace maid did not speak, and silently walked to the door to wait for her.
Xiaojing looked at Qingyun, Qingyun thought, well, let's see what he wants to do. She has no other choice now but to wait.
Xiaojing packed up their belongings for the past few days. Qingyun followed these girls out.
It's been a long time since went out of the palace. It was cold and windy outside. It was almost New Year's Eve, but it was very quiet in the harem.
Qingyun asked the little palace maid in front: "Where is the little noble son who served the emperor before?"
"The slaves don't know, I haven't seen it before." The palace maid answered honestly.
"What about the tassel and Qingyuan in the Emperor's Linhua Hall?" Qingyun asked again.
"The slaves don't know either."
Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Qingyun stopped asking her.
After passing Guhuaxuan, at the back of the Health Hall, next to the Imperial Garden, Qingyun saw a lot of tall trees, ginkgo, phoenix, and cloves were newly transplanted there.
In winter, the newly moved trees are bare, with grass curtains wrapped around their trunks. It stood there like a pile of piles.
There used to be a palace there, and no one lived there. There was a tall camphor tree in the courtyard.
The palace maid walked over with Qingyun, Qingyun walked to the door, and saw the three characters of Moxiang Palace written on it.
Qingyun walked in, the yard was very big, the scene here, Qingyun felt familiar, and the more he walked, the more familiar he felt, and when he saw the swing inside, he could see that the layout here was exactly the same as Moshan's own yard.
Going further inside, there are water blue gauze tents, wooden furniture, a vase made of bamboo tubes with a reed standing in it, curtains with green trees printed on a white background, wooden benches, wooden chairs, bark paintings, water plants...
Qing Yun had a confused feeling, as if he had returned to Mo Shan's room.
There is a faint scent of osmanthus in the incense burner.
All the arrangements here are exactly the same as in the room in Moshan.
Even the pine balls on the table are the same. There is also a hammock in the room, now hanging there, dangling by the wind.
Qing Yun suddenly understood, standing at the door in a daze, no longer going in.
She turned around and said to the palace maid, "Go and tell Huo Jingyun that imitating things have no life. It's like stealing, which will only make people laugh."
She turned around and walked out, but the maid stopped her: "Princess, the emperor asked the princess to move to Moxiang Palace."
Qing Yun reached out and pushed her away: "I only like to live in Wang Kang Palace."
She walked forward bang dong dong.
There are guards who want to stop Qingyun, Xiaojing blocks in front of Qingyun, Qingyun stops Xiaojing behind him: "Don't care, don't shoot!"
Qingyun knew that those guards were all new faces, and Xiaojing was a palace maid, so they wouldn't show mercy when they started.
Qingyun pulled out the autumn water sword from his waist: "Who dares to stop me!"
The guards gathered around.
"stop!"
Qingyun heard the sound of drinking, and a group of people poured in outside.
The ones standing at the front were Xiao Shuanzi and Zhang Shan, and it was Xiao Shuan who shouted just now.
Followed by a few servants and palace maids.
The one in the middle was Huo Jingyun, who hadn't seen him for more than ten days.
He was wearing a silver-gray fox fur cloak, revealing the golden robe inside, the hood half-covered, the Xiaoxiao white shirt, the jade tree facing the wind, his eyes as deep as a cold lake, and his lips like Zhu Dan. Outstanding and handsome,
The afternoon sunlight fell on everyone in pieces, as if penetrating the long time, projected on this inadvertent moment.
He stared at Qingyun, and seemed to be a little stunned. Qingyun lost a circle, his face was no longer brilliance, and there were no stars in his eyes.
She also looked at him, and the moment her eyes met, the years passed like flowing water, the fleeting years were like water, and the fate was impermanent. The two were relatively speechless, and no one knew what to say.
Huo Jingyun waved his hand and everyone stepped back.
Xiaojing glanced at Qingyun, Qingyun nodded. Koi also backed out the door.
"Qingyun, don't you like it here? You have been missing Moshan's life, and I thought you would like it." His voice was still as gentle as before.
Qingyun smiled: "The world is impermanent, and people's hearts will change. What I liked in the past may not necessarily like it now."
Speechless.
Qingyun thought that when she saw him, she would ask her angrily and scold him. But none.
In the battle for the throne, the world belongs to the world, they are all big things, and some only have success and failure, and it has nothing to do with right or wrong.
"What should I call you now? Your surname is Ling, what about your first name? Has it changed too?" Qingyun asked lightly.
"Why don't you call me senior brother?" His tone seemed to be praying.
Qingyun chuckled: "You are not my senior brother."
"Qingyun, don't do this. You can call me senior brother or Jingyun."
"Shouldn't you be called Ling Jingyun?"
"Qingyun." He stepped forward.
"Stop, don't move." Qing Yun took two steps back.
"Is he still alive?" Qing Yun finally dared to ask this question.
"I won't let him live." His voice was gentle, but cruel.
Qingyun glanced at him and listened to Huo Jingyun's words, indicating that Ling Chen was still alive.
"Qingyun, you are now only Qingyun, the princess of Beiyi, no longer anyone. Don't think about that person anymore, he is not worthy! Besides, he already has Lan Ling. The person you want to marry is also me. Do you understand? ?"
Qingyun sneered: "I know very well who I am. As for who I want to marry, I also know very well. Don't force me."
"You still hate me? He and I are both your relatives. I became the emperor and took back what should belong to me. Why do you hate me?"
"Huo Jingyun, what should belong to you? It's just a power struggle between the fathers. You should see that Ling Chen is a good emperor. During his stay, the country was prosperous, the people were strong, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. The ambition to unify the Northern Wilderness Continent, he can bring people a peaceful life, why do you want to destroy all this?