Chapter 1035

"Green plum, rain, boat, gentleman, interesting, interesting."

Another sip of wine!

Ji Yunshu looked at him, took a breath of air conditioning and asked, "childe Mo, can you ask me a question?"

"Help yourself."

"One more glass of this wine can relieve your worries, and one less?"

okay?

That's an interesting question!

Mo ruo narrowed his eyes and thought, pointed his finger at his temple and said, "one more cup of sorrow, one less Cup... Can't wake up."

He began to drink again, one mouthful after another.

Ji Yunshu said, "childe Mo has never been able to put down one person. Wine can make you forget everything, but it can also remind you of everything. When you are drunk, your worries are easy to solve, and when you wake up, your feelings are difficult to relieve."

The sound is as warm as falling jade.

If you don't speak, only the corners of your lips make you smile.

……

Ji Yunshu himself didn't know why the picture of that year flashed in his mind.

Perhaps, she really hopes that Mo ruo will stay drunk at that time and live in his own world forever.

And she didn't wake him up!

She wished that Mo ruo was still the boy who loved drinking.

I hope Tang Si is still the one who likes to make noise.

Nothing has changed!

Ji Yunshu burst into tears again. She said, "don't worry. I will take good care of your children. I promise you that I will never let him know what happened today and let him live without hatred."

The tone is so uncomfortable.

Later, Jing Rong took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and put it into the baby's swaddling clothes.

"This is the only thing your father left behind. Wear it well."

In the swaddling clothes, the sleeping baby suddenly squirmed his body and opened his eyes slightly.

Finally went to sleep again!

After this fierce battle, the third master was seriously injured and was much worse than before. When he looked at the tombstones of his daughter and son-in-law, he burst into tears.

The pain in my heart is unspeakable!

After Ji Yunshu let someone take her away, she comforted the Third Master: "Third Master, people can't come back from death!"

The third master is grieving!

It took a long time to make it.

He asked Ji Yunshu, "can't you... Leave Mo Zhi behind?"

Ji Yunshu shook his head gently: "why should a child bear these? I promised Tang Si. In any case, I can't let him know what happened today. Don't worry, Third Master. I also promise you that I will grow up healthily, but Hou Liao can't live without you."

"I see!"

The third master is so helpless!

But I have to.

After everyone left the hill.

Ji Yunshu threw himself into his arms and cried with tears all over his face.

Jing Rong gave a "Er".

Chest pain!

Ji Yunshu immediately left his arms, "what's the matter?"

Jing Rong touched his chest.

"Are you hurt? Let me see."

Jing Rong took her hand, put her in his arms, and buried his face in her delicate neck.

"I'm fine, but I was hurt by thorns in the dead man's River, but the wound is no longer serious."

She put her hands on his waist, made a little effort and said, "no, let me see the wound."

"Yunshu!" Instead of letting her go, he held her tighter and said, "let me hold you like this."

At that moment, Ji Yunshu stopped pushing him and let him hold himself.

Her face was filled with tears and her whole body trembled.

Jing Rong closed his eyes and enjoyed the time between them at the moment.

After a long time, he said, "you know what? When I jumped down, my mind was full of you. I don't know. You don't know how much I miss you and how afraid I am that I'll never see you again."

What he fears most is losing Ji Yunshu.

What Ji Yunshu is most afraid of is losing him!

A day later.

Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu returned to Beijing.

Baiyin still stayed in Hou Liao.

With muzar's death, Hou Liao had no head, and all expected the third master to lead everyone to start again.

The third master was seriously injured, and the death of Mo ruo and Tang Si hit him too hard. He was ill in bed that day.

Mo ruo went in with the medicine and put it by his bed.

No interruptions!

Just as he was going out, the third master suddenly opened his eyes and shouted to him.

Baiyin steps and sits beside his bed.

"Third Master?"

"I have one thing... To tell you."

"What's up?"

The third master coughed and sat up from the bed.

His face was pale and his eyes were weak. He slowed down for a while.

Baiyin brought the medicine and said, "drink the medicine first."

The third master took the medicine that night, drank half of it and put it down.

This medicine was made according to Moruo's prescription.

Into the throat, it makes people a little more energetic.

"Take out the sign and the picture."

Bai Yin takes out the square sign and the portrait of her mother.

Pass it to him!

"Third Master? What do you want this for?"

The third master didn't speak and took the two things with trembling hands.

When I looked at it in my hand, I couldn't help crying.

My heart hurts!

Baiyin looked at him silently without saying a word.

The third master looked at it for a long time, then raised his eyes full of tears and said to you, "what I want to do with you is related to these two things."

Huh?

Bai Yin didn't know, "haven't you said everything you should say?"

"Only half said, and half didn't tell you."

You mean Bai Yin and Ji Yunshu.

Is there something behind this thing?

Bai Yin was positive and frowned: "what is it?"

"It's about your life experience!"

Uh!

Bai Yin: "..." I was going to hide this secret all the time. I'd rather you never know it. But when I felt that I was about to die, I realized something. Some things can't be avoided, let alone escape. I'm afraid I'll take it with me if I really die

Regret and go. "

"What is it?"

The third master sighed for a long time.

……

Capital!

In the imperial library.

Wei Yi sat quietly inside and looked at the scene calmly. He was dressed in a Dragon Robe and a Mian Diao on his head.

Dressed up.

Like the day he ascended the throne!

He has been sitting in this position for a year!

Too many unexpected things have happened in this year.

Things are right and people are wrong. It is probably the most appropriate to describe his year.

Now, there seems to be a chill in the empty hall, which makes people shiver.

There was a stack of memorials on the table in front of him.

Then he opened a book and wrote a batch of words on it. This should be the last batch of words he wrote.

At this time, outside the hall, kneeling full of Ministers!

A little eunuch ran in: "emperor, Rong Wang has returned to Beijing."

He put down his pen and smiled gently. This day, or come!