In August, Ling Qingyu and he Li returned to Bianjing. When they appeared in the conference hall at the same time, they smashed the rumors that had been circulating in Bianjing for more than half a year.
At the end of August, Zhao Yinfeng, who temporarily stopped fighting with Xiao Sui, quietly arrived in Bianjing, during which he Li had a secret talk with him twice.
In September, all new orders of Lingjia were issued and implemented under the strong maintenance of luochajun. Lingjia's government system formed a unified system with clear division of labor and clear functions.
In September, an official wrote that the country should not be without a king for a day, asking Ling Qingyu to ascend the throne and establish a new dynasty.
In October, he Li's senior general stationed in different areas several times, and he Li's military power was fully delegated, which made the wind of Bianjing rise quietly again.
In November, after the first snowfall, the new wind roared in Wolong peak, and the cold was threatening. The towering mountains were white. Under the white snow, the fir still stood proudly, with ice hanging on the cliffs and gurgling mountains and streams flowing below. When the clouds cleared and fog dispersed, the sun was shining brightly and slanting, bringing out brilliant light wheels,
Several children were happily fighting in the snow outside, and the sound of laughter came in from the window, making the room more heated.
Slowly open your eyes and look at the dark circles on the face of the woman who is sleeping sweetly with her arms. He Li feels a pain in his heart. He Li raises his hand to help her close her broken hair, looks at the back of his hand with exposed veins, and then uses a lighter action to close her hair.
"Where is it?" Whispered, Ling Qingyu opened her eyes, and then woke up with a laugh outside the window. She heard a roar from Alan outside, and then the sound of Yelu coaxing the children to leave. She smiled at the corners of her mouth and opened her eyes.
"Qingyu," He Li put his arm around her waist and smiled at the corners of his mouth, "let's go to the hall of eternal life."
Ling Qingyu was surprised. He Li had pressed his fingers on her lips and said with a faint smile, "today I don't feel any pain at all. I guess it's a reflection. Qingyu, there will always be such a day. Forgive me and I can't go with you anymore."
The eyes of the man in front of him were full of regret and pity. His emaciated cheeks made his face even more handsome than before. Ling Qingyu hugged his waist hard. His originally thick and strong waist was now almost empty. In recent months, his attack was very severe, and he hadn't broken off for 12 hours a day. Alan's medicine was useless, just to accompany him for another day, Almost all the time, he had to endure the pain that an extraordinary person could endure.
Although he said he would not cry, his tears still flowed, and he held the man in his arms tightly, as if this could keep him and his life.
auzw. "Qingyu," kissing those tears carefully, he Li stroked her and whispered, "it doesn't hurt at all today. For the sake of my leaving soon, let's come?"
It's windy and snowy outside, and it's still warm as spring in lingsnake valley.
Leaning on Ling Qingyu, he Li suddenly smiled and said, "if you go down there, will the general cut me?"
Seeing that Ling Qingyu's eyes were red again, he turned his head away and swept his eyes at the other people in the lower hall. He Li sighed: "Hey, look, general, Yan San, even Meng Su's boy is so young. Only I'm old and weak, and I'm afraid I'll be laughed at." Then holding her shoulder with a smile, he walked to the empty ice jade platform next to Yang Zhao, sat on the platform, looked up and stroked the tears on her face, saying, "well, good girl, don't cry, I can stay with you for so long, which is much longer than them, and I'm very satisfied."
He leaned down and blocked his pale lips with his mouth. Ling Qingyu hugged him and kissed him like he had used all his strength.
He Li gently pushed her away, didn't let her kiss go deep, smiled and lay down with her hand.
Lie down on the ice jade platform, the cold of ice jade made he Li tremble slightly, then put his arm around Ling Qingyu, who was lying with him, kissed her face, and whispered, "OK, get up, it's too cold here."
Ling Qingyu buried his head in his neck and hugged him more tightly. Tears flowed down his neck and splashed a little heat on the ice jade platform.
"If there is a next life, if you still want me, let he Li accompany you until you are old?" Gently patting her back, he Li smiled and whispered.
"I'm so bad, are you willing to accompany me?" Still lying on his shoulder, Ling Qingyu murmured.
"Silly girl..." his voice gradually weakened, and he Li's voice faintly lingered in Ling Qingyu's raised ear.
As long as you don't dislike me and want me, he Li is willing to accompany you forever... To white head
"I will, he Li, I will!" He shouted in his ear. Looking at the corners of his mouth with a smile, his eyes slowly closed, and Ling Qingyu couldn't help crying.
In November, he Li, a general who made great contributions to the founding of the Chinese dynasty, died and was buried next to Yang Zhaozhi's tomb. In addition to the unanimous appreciation of his achievements, later generations speculated more about his relationship with the female emperor. The most interesting thing was that he Li was heavily armed at that time, and could completely replace him with the female emperor. But he didn't just seize the throne, and there were not even any other women, but since he loved her so much, why didn't he officially marry the female emperor? For this reason, there are many conjectures. For example, general he actually broke his sleeve and just used the female emperor to cover, and so on