Let Me Pursue You - Chapter 108

How could the carriage be separated from the sound? Yuan Cixian held back his breath, panting unbearably. She had to admit that this account was indeed very grueling.

Lu Shiqing was quick the first time. After all, he had been a vegetarian for so long, so he didn’t disarm so easily the second time. He was indifferent when he heard her surrender in a subdued voice, saying that it would be up to her when she went home, whatever she wanted.

It was enjoyment for her to go home and close the door, but now it was torture. Wouldn’t it be kind enough for her to have nothing to say in nine years?

Lu Shiqing felt that he was extremely generous, so he became ruthless.

Yuan Cixian’s bun was about to come loose, and her head swayed and hit the wall of the car, she was really poked, and just about to stretch out her hand to pull it out, but felt Lu Shiqing suddenly stop.

She was stunned, seeing his pained and slightly pale face.

“Why, what’s the matter?” she asked in a panic. Why does it look like it’s broken somewhere.

“The waist flashed.”

“…”

Yuan Cixian was angry and funny. Calculating the accounts and counting yourself off, what is this called? This is called stealing a chicken without losing a lot of rice, losing your wife and losing your army!

The second half of the journey in the carriage is simply unbearable. Lu Shiqing exercised his muscles and bones, and felt that it would not be a hindrance. He said it was a trivial matter, so he continued to act. Yuan Cixian didn’t know if he wanted to save face, or if he really didn’t care, anyway, he didn’t dare to work his waist anymore. Seeing that he was persistent, he thought to finish the job quickly, changed his posture, and sat down. .

As a result, there happened to be a pothole at this moment. Now no one could hold back, one “hey” and one “oh”.

An old man passing by on the street sighed loudly: “The world is getting worse!”

Yuan Cixian hated secretly, beat Lu Shiqing angrily, and said in a low voice: “What are you calling, have you never been sat by Guanyin?”

“Aren’t you too?” He looked at her dripping with sweat, “Have you ever sat on a lotus?”

Back then, for the arrival of Yuan Shu and Yuan Zhen, the two of them had 18 martial arts skills. This is not a new style, but they have never encountered any potholes before.

Yuan Cixian felt that the streets of Chang’an City should be repaired.

However, Lu Shiqing was thinking, the number of trips in the carriage with her was too numerous to count, why didn’t he think of taking advantage of this natural terrain before.

The two said “Lu Lianhua” and “Yuan Guanyin”, at least they finished sorting out and returned to their places before returning to Yongxingfang. Yuan Cixian gave Lu Shiqing a careful inspection of his lower back, and it was indeed nothing serious, just rest for two days.

But he still looked black.

She hooked his chin to tease him: “Isn’t it just to settle the score, I will settle it for you for the rest of my life, take your time, let me show my power in these two days first.”

Lu Shiqing felt that a woman who talked about love and dirty words at the same time was really terrible.

Later, Yuan Cixian was free, and remembering her elder brother’s request for help, she wanted to discuss with Lu Shiqing, or go back to Yuan Mansion to visit him the next day, but he heard that Princess Jiahu was leaving Chang’an in a few days.

The news is not surprising.

Lu Shiqing had already told her what Uighur Khan meant before, but for Emperor Huining, seeing that Jia Hu had a heated fight with Yuan Yu in Beijing for a few days, it would be better if there was no marriage. Then I asked the princess what she meant through the mouth of the envoy, and she felt that she was not interested in the princes. After a few days of polite hospitality, it was no good to offend the Uighur at this embattled moment, and forcibly gave Zheng Zhuo and her marriage.

However, the old emperor still didn’t give up completely, and only planned to wait for the political situation in Dazhou to stabilize before making arrangements for the marriage. He gave Jiahu a hint, saying that the mountains and roads are far away, and if he wants to come to play next time, he will ask Liulang to go back to the Uighur Hanting to pick him up. she.

How can I pick her up? Of course it means welcoming.

But Jia Hu didn’t seem to understand, and said: “Okay, if His Highness the Sixth Highness is busy, others can do it too.”

On the day when Jiahu left, out of politeness, he took away a bunch of rewards from the saints, as well as the meeting ceremony of the princes, but he almost packed all these things into one car, and bought another one specially for it. An Yuan’s ointment.

This pile of ointment was obtained by sending someone to Yuan’s house the day before she left.

Yuan Yu was terribly annoyed at the time, thinking about the ointment, and even figured out a trick, saying “give her, give her all”, and then gave her all the ointment boxes in the warehouse servant.

Not to mention whitening products, there are all kinds of products for treating bruises, calming the nerves, preventing mosquito bites, and providing incense. It can be changed in turn throughout the year, and it will not worry about running out in a lifetime.

As a result, the servant came again the next day, saying that the princess was very sorry for receiving so many gifts, so he decided to reciprocate and return him a gift.

Although Lu Shiqing had sent a message a long time ago, telling Yuan Yu not to hide, and hiding would make Emperor Huining even more suspicious, and let him behave like a fool who didn’t know anything about taboos, but he still didn’t want to be with this princess. Too much involvement, heard the words tactfully refused.

However, the servant said that the princess had already set off, and the gift was not coming back yet, so he must accept it.

Well, just accept it, just throw it in the warehouse and it’s over. Just as Yuan Yu thought this way, the servant cheerfully brought a thing that couldn’t be thrown away in the warehouse: a big white dog with thick hair and a silly expression.

The servant said that it was called Dabai, and it was the princess’s pet. At the end, he emphasized that it belonged to the mother.

Good guy, paired with a little black name, it’s still the opposite sex. What do you mean?

Yuan Yu didn’t want to collect living things, he had to raise one more. He didn’t have that much spare money, so he asked the servants to take it back on the grounds that the princess must not be used to losing the companionship of her beloved pet.

Who would have just finished speaking righteously, and was slapped: Xiao Hei jumped out and ran to rub Da Bai’s neck.

Oh, spring is such a season right.

In case he refused again, the servant hurriedly got away and left without saying anything about giving birth to a cub and sending one to the princess.

Yuan Yu sat at the foot of the stone steps, watching two different breeds of dogs rubbing against each other as if they were old friends among dogs, and let out a breath of boredom.

The only companion was also taken away. Well, he’s the only one who is single.

Yuan Yu has been sentimental for a few days, seeing that Xiao Hei and Da Bai are still meek and tame, like old friends, he feels a little better in his heart, but spring is spring after all, dogs are easy to fall in love with, just because he is negligent One day, two dogs pierced the window paper, crossed the mountains and rivers, and flew together.

He was heartbroken, and as expected, after another twenty days, he found that Dabai was pregnant, and he had a reaction, starting to vomit and lose his appetite.

The dog that has been raised for a month, although not the original pet, has some affection after all, Yuan Yu is also very uncomfortable, picks up Xiao Hei and pretends to beat him, and teaches him how to make Da Bai like this.

Xiao Hei is also very wronged by this matter of your love and my wish. As a quasi-dog father, he ran to and from Da Bai’s side.

It’s just a coincidence that when Yuan Yu said this, it happened to be the Buddha’s birthday on the eighth day of April. Yuan Cixian was entrusted by the Xuan family to go back to her mother’s house to sweep the dust in the ancestral hall as a gift. Naturally, Lu Shiqing also accompanied him.

When the couple entered the door, they saw him chattering with the dog, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

When they turned back and returned to Yongxingfang, Yuan Cixian and Lu Shiqing worried: “You said that my elder brother has been a widow for a long time and is alone. Something is wrong here?” He pointed to his temple.

Lu Shiqing frowned. How could anyone say that about his elder brother? If Lu Shuangyu dared to tell Lu Shiqing’s back, he would punish her for copying Sanskrit a hundred times.

But Yuan Cixian is different.

He nodded in agreement: “But there is no way to bring him here.”

Yuan Cixian also knew that it was against the rules, and sighed: “It would be great if I could give brother a suitable marriage quickly, otherwise, if my father and mother live in the capital for a long time, he won’t be so bored and panic like this. “

Lu Shiqing became serious when he heard the words, took her into his arms and said, “It’s almost there, my dear.”

Yuan Cixian hesitated for a moment.

These days, it’s not that she hasn’t noticed the strange and reserved atmosphere in the court. Maybe it started when Lu Shiqing exchanged the child from Xiju, or maybe it was earlier, when the war broke out between the Turks and the Uighurs.

Now, however, the Turks were repulsed by the Uighurs and the Great Zhou, but the city of Chang’an was becoming more and more cloudy and dark, like the thunderstorm days that Meng Xiali often visited in April.

Yuan Cixian knew that once the rain fell, no one in Da Zhou, Nanzhao, Uyghur, and Turks could stay out of it, and no one wanted to stay out of it.

After a while, she let out a long breath: “There is still no escape from this battle.”

Lu Shiqing hugged her tightly, pressed his chin against the hair on the top of her head, and exhaled lightly: “There is me.”

That night when the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled, Yuan Cixian was held in Lu Shiqing’s arms, covered her ears, and fell asleep with a string stretched. After many months, she returned to the original dream again.

It was also a rainy day beside the Lu Bridge, but it was a bone-chilling drizzle. Yuan Cixian heard Shao He’s voice in a dream for the first time.

Standing on the bridge, she said with a slightly hoarse voice, “For so many years, I thought he wanted power, influence, and asked Da Zhou to change his surname, but it turned out he was not.”

Someone at the side asked cautiously: “What did the princess see in Lu Zhongshu’s private house?”

Shaohe smiled wryly: “A secret road, there is a tombstone in it, clean and clean.” She took a long breath at this point, then let it out slowly trembling, and then spoke again, her tone already contained With some tears, “My wife gives Xian…”

The maidservant at the side was startled subconsciously, as if covering her mouth tightly, so as not to make her gasp out of her mouth.

Shao He’s voice became a little closer, as if she couldn’t restrain herself and squatted down.

The subtle sound of tick-tock tick sounded, like rain and tears.

She cried and said: “He didn’t want to usurp the throne at all, he wasn’t a good man at all, and he didn’t die of illness at all. He fought for power, he didn’t get married for a long time, and he died young, all because of…” She didn’t go on , and turned to say, “I have been cultivating in Dunhuang for so many years, thinking that I have seen everything and let go of everything… But when I heard the news of his death, when I saw the tombstone…”

“Isn’t he very resourceful? Why didn’t he **** her over and protect him? Why did he end up like this? Since he can reject me so majestically, let me show him a better life!”

Shaohe kept crying, but it was useless to persuade the maidservant beside him.

Finally, she finished crying and regained her composure. When she spoke again, her tone became extremely cold. She said, “Yuan Cixian died here, probably in Luqiao.”

The handmaid said “yes”.

Shao He said: “I’m a bit tired, you go over there and bring the horse over.”

When Yuan Cixian heard this, as expected, after a burst of footsteps hurried away, she heard Shaohe whispering to herself: “If I also die here, in Luqiao, in the next life…can you remember me?” dead?”

After that, there was a sound of a huge heavy object falling into the water.

Accompanied by the scream of the maidservant in the dream, Yuan Cixian sat up suddenly, dripping with cold sweat, panting quickly, she subconsciously touched the mattress beside her, but found that it was empty and there was no one there.

Hearing the sound of rain outside the window, she suddenly couldn’t help shedding tears, and blankly called out to the dimly lit bedroom, “Shi Qing…”

She shouted once and no one was there, and she called again. She shouted again that there was no one, she stumbled and ran out of bed to shout, ran to the door, just about to open the door, a shadow fell outside, it was Lu Shiqing who came back in the rain, and moved the door away one step earlier than her.

He was startled when he saw her bare feet and tear-stained face, quickly closed the door, and led her into the house: “What’s the matter? There is an urgent report outside, so I went out.”

Yuan Cixian didn’t speak, turned around and clamped him firmly, and stuck to his arms tightly, not even noticing the word “urgent report”, shaking her head desperately and said: “Lu Shiqing, I’m not going to die, I won’t die Die, I will definitely not die before you in this life.”

Lu Shiqing’s throat choked, and he probably guessed something, followed her hair and asked, “Dream again?”

She nodded, then said nothing, weeping and convulsing in his arms.

Lu Shiqing originally didn’t want to ask her anything more at this juncture, but now the situation was urgent, he had to say: “My dear, Huainan is reversed, Da Zhou is going to be chaotic, be good, please tell me if there is anything useful News, I will take precautions in advance.”

Yuan Cixian looked up in astonishment, and then gradually came to his senses, remembering the “urgent report” he just said.

She slowly let go of him, returning her rationality to her head little by little, and calmly said after a while: “The reason why Xiju knew about Xu Zhai’s secret way was because of Shao He.”