Chapter 138 Life and Death

"Uh-huh!" Yin Zhaoyu answered softly, and after a while, he said, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, my husband is incompetent and there is no way to dissuade her. If the emperor doesn't come, I may not have the face to go back to see the emperor, but... Now it's okay, I feel... relieved."

"What's wrong with you?" Speaking of this, Jing Li felt that something seemed to be wrong. She stopped. At this time, Yin Zhaoyu suddenly hugged her waist and choked and said, "Don't, don't stop, Your Majesty! The minister still wants to hold you like this for a while. Can you let him hold you like this?

"Zhaoyu, are you really all right?" Don't overturn her head, but she can only turn half of her face. In the dark, she can't see Yin Zhaoyu's face or Yin Zhaoyu's expression. But intuitively, she felt that something was wrong, but Jing Li did not think far away at this time, but accelerated her pace a little.

At this time, Yin Zhaoyu seemed to be holding Jing Li with all his strength, and Jing Li's heart suddenly became sad. She whispered, "Zhaoyu, listen to me say that you are you and your mother is your mother. From beginning to end, I have never generalized you. Don't blame yourself. Don't worry about me and your mother in the future. All right, okay?"

"Good! Never mind..." Yin Zhaoyu answered like a sigh, and whispered, "Your Majesty, it's so dark tonight. I feel very tired, tired, and my heart is even more tired. Can you sing a song for me? The emperor's song can make people forget all the beauty in the world.

"Ha ha, you..." Jing Li smiled dotingly, and then whispered, "What song does Zhaoyu want to listen to?"

"I don't know, emperor... The emperor sings. I'm willing to listen to whatever I sing!"

"Uh-huh..." Jing Li thought for a short time and said, "Well, I'll sing a song for you. I'll think about the lyrics first."

"Uh-huh!" Yin Zhaoyu answered and did not say anything. Jing Li also calmed down. After less than a while, the beautiful song sounded. She hummed in a low voice and only listened to the song:

Black eyes and your smiling face,

It's hard to forget the change of your face.

The light old time just slips away,

It has been several years since I turned around and looked back.

The vast Tianya Road is your wandering,

Looking for a long time is my step.

The dark lonely pillow is your tenderness,

It was my sadness in the morning when I woke up.

Maybe when the tired birds have returned from the sun tomorrow,

You will have embarked on the old journey.

It's rare to find a partner to know each other again in life,

After all, life is hard to give up the blue and white clouds.

The sound of thunderstorm is in front of my window,

It's hard to forget the change of your departure.

The lonely mood after the lonely figure,

It is my eyes that never complain.

At the end, Jing Li turned his head and said with a smile, "How's it going? Do I sing well?"

But behind Jing Li, there was no sound at all. Jing Li's heart thumped. She immediately moved her body and only felt that Yin Zhaoyu's hands had loosened her waist, and his whole body slid down his arm. Before Jing Li could react, she only heard a sound. Yin Zhaoyu It has fallen off the horse.

Jing Li's body couldn't help trembling. She stopped the horse and immediately turned over. It was too dark. She groped to find Yin Zhaoyu and took his arm, but between the tentacles, it was wet and sticky **.

"Blood?" She whispered and quickly touched Yin Zhaoyu with her hands. She only felt that her hands were like muddy water. The blood was sticky and silky, with a strong smell of blood. Jing Li immediately shouted in shock, "Zhaoyu, Zhaoyu, what's wrong with you? Wake up, you should answer me. Don't scare me, don't scare me."

But the only answer to her was the sound of the wind, and the sound of insects in the winter night from time to time. The whole month was still very cold. In the cold and boneless night wind, the cry of Jing Li was echoed. For a long time, she was tired and finally stopped. She looked for Yin Zhaoyu's body and slowly lay down and kept singing in her mouth. "The dark lonely pillow is your gentleness. It is my sorrow in the morning when I wake up. Maybe tomorrow when the sun sets in the west and the tired bird returns, you will have already embark on the old way back, and it is rare to find a partner to know each other again in life..."

Singing like this, humming, I don't know how long it took. There was light everywhere, and there was a smell of tar. Jing Li knew that it was a torch, and Cheng Yan's shocked voice came, "Your Majesty, how are you?"

She didn't want to answer, and she didn't want to open her eyes. She just squinted and didn't know how long it took. Jing Li had always felt that she was muddle-headed. When she woke up again, she was awakened by the strong sunlight. She was still a little dizzy and stroked her forehead. Everything yesterday slowly returned. In her mind, she sat in a daze**.

The door of the room was pushed open with a squeak of teeth, and Linglong came over with water. This evening was very similar to the world when she first came to this world, which made her stunned again, but Linglong was no longer the first time. When she saw Jing Li like this, she came over with heartache and stroked her shoulder and said carefully, "Your Majesty, how are you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Jing Li was a little stunned. She still felt a little dizzy. Linglong took a slightly wet towel and wiped Jing Li's face, and then whispered, "Your Majesty, you fell asleep not far from the tent last night. It was Lord Cheng who brought you back."

"Zhaoyu, what about Zhaoyu?" Jing Li suddenly raised his head, and the hazy memory of yesterday immediately came back to her mind. She struggled to stand up. Linglong hurriedly helped her and whispered, "Your Majesty, you'd better eat to see the palace owner. He is very good and has been disguised into the coffin."

Pretend to enter the coffin. These four words tightly clasp Jing Li's heart. Her body was stunned. She pushed Linglong away, and then ran out of the tent. She was at the door with a knife and quickly stopped her, but Jing Li grabbed his hand and said repeatedly, "Where is Zhaoyu, where is Zhaoyu!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry. I'll take you there!" With a knife, he put his hands on Jing Li's arm and came to the tent not far away. It was quiet and there was no one there. Jing Li lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in.

This is a coffin made of wood. Because the time is in a hurry, it can be seen that the workmanship is relatively rough. The coffin is covered with a thick lid. Jing Li walked over step by step and reached out to push it away. He hurried forward to help. The coffin lid was pushed open, and Yin Zhaoyu's handsome appearance appeared in front of Jing Li again.

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Qing'er, please collect it..