Chapter 285 Goodbye

Seeing that figure, Mu Qingya was stunned and looked at the person who slowly came to her without blinking, as if she had been dumbfounded. Only she knew how fast her heartbeat was now. She wanted to stand up, but she failed because she inhaled the eczziness. Her stiff body tilted to the side and was about to fall to the ground, but she saw the figure flash and then fell into a dusty embrace.

Her slender body was very stiff, even with a slight tremor. If she hadn't been supported by the people behind her, she would have fallen to the ground. Just at the moment when she fell into that strong embrace, she forgot a lot of things, forgot the drug in her body, forgot that Mo Junqi was still lying on the ground next to her, forgot the pain of the cone heart caused by Yuhan because he did not rescue in time, but was slightly greedily breathing the long-lost familiar smell and closed her eyes tightly. The tears in his eyes were forced back.

Duanmu Lingyu's face was covered with cyan stubble. Because of the wind and sand, his lips were stained with a trace of blood because of dryness. He slightly squeezed his resolute look. His blood-filled eyes were extremely gentle, and even the edge of the sword eyebrows that flew diagonally into his temples were softened, and slowly all of them were engraved warmth. Soft and spoiled.

The two hugged each other in the posture just now for a long time, and Duanmu Lingyu spit out two words with a slightly difficult voice: "Qingya..."

He has been waiting for this day for too long. It was too difficult to wait. In the palace, he was busy desperately during the day, as if he could ignore the shadow that always appeared from time to time, but at night, no matter how tired he was, he clearly remembered what she said at that time:

"Duanmu Lingyu, because you don't have the ability to protect me, I have suffered so much that I have to protect myself. I won't believe you anymore..."

I won't believe you anymore, I won't believe you anymore... Every time he is awakened by that figure and listens to her cold voice echoes in his mind over and over again.

In her dream, she was still not wearing filial clothes, wearing the water-red flower and smoke skirt, exquisitely embroidered semi-opened peonies, and her long hair sprinkled behind her was coiled by Qionghua jade hairpin, faintly like running water, but the coldness on her face was like sharp swords, which made him heart-piercing.

He understood what she meant and knew that she was unwilling to wear filial clothes and keep filial piety for her mother because she didn't avenge Qin Yue, but the red Luo Qun was a hundred times colder than filial clothes, like a layer of blood-stained ice, which tightly bound her.

"Elegance..."

He called gently again, but still did not hear the reaction of the person in his arms. Duanmu Lingyu lowered his head slightly and laughed for a long time. Mu Qingya breathed evenly and actually fell asleep. He stretched out his finger to touch the face he was looking forward to, but he was afraid that his rough fingers would wake her up, so he had to slightly push her hair aside, then slowly picked her up, put her aside **, carefully covered the quilt, and then sat on the side at ease and greedily looked at the more beautiful face. : Qingya, long time no see!

When Mu Qingya woke up, there was no trace of others in the room, and Mo Junyan on the ground was nowhere to be found. She rubbed her forehead slightly, and she slept particularly deeply: "Leqi..."

The memory returned in an instant and suddenly remembered the familiar embrace before falling asleep. Mu Qingya's body stiffened. She looked around the room carefully and covered her eyes with a little disappointment: "How could it be him..."

"Qingya is saying that it is impossible?" A smiling voice sounded, which made Mu Qingya suddenly raise her head.

"Danmu Lingyu..."

"Hmm." Duanmu Lingyu nodded. After grooming, he was no longer the original sloppy person. He was shining and eye-catching. "Get up when you wake up. I asked someone to cook porridge. Now it's just right to drink a little. I didn't expect that Mo Junyu dared to use such a despicable means. I will definitely teach him a lesson for you." Seeing her gently rubbing her forehead, I was secretly grateful. Fortunately, he went to cook porridge with the appearance of Yirong Chengleqi, a shadow guard who was good at Yirong, otherwise Qingya would not know how uncomfortable it would be when she woke up.

Looking at him skillfully helping her bring the porridge, with a warm smile in his eyes, as if the previous separation did not exist at all. Mu Qingya relaxed inexplicably: "It's only been a few days. Why did you come here so quickly?"

"It's nothing. It's just a relatively close road. Come and have some porridge." He didn't want to say that it was worth letting her know her hardships.

Taking the bowl, Mu Qingya tasted it. The fresh rice fragrance slowly covered the tip of her tongue, making her particularly comfortable.

Dangmu Lingyu sat aside and looked at her drinking more than half of a bowl of porridge before taking over the bowl: "Qingya, how have you been doing for so long?"

Mu Qingya looked up slightly, looked into his worried and concerned eyes, and suddenly felt a trace of warmth in her heart that had been empty: "Well, it's okay."

Duanmu Lingyu smiled and stretched out his hand and suddenly took her into his arms: "Qingya, I miss you so much."

"...I know." Mu Qingya's stiff body slowly relaxed when she heard this sentence, and it took a long time to answer four words.

"As long as you know." Duanmu Lingyu bent his eyes, buried his face in her neck, breathed the fresh fragrance on her body, and slowly relaxed his mood. He felt that no matter what he had done before, at the moment he took the woman in front of him into his arms, everything was worth it.

Sum, there were several knocks at the door, and Mu Qingya hurriedly withdrew from Duanmu Lingyu's arms.

"Miss, maidservant plays chess."

"Come in."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and Leqi hurriedly walked in: "Miss, are you all right?"

"Well, it's okay."

Le Qi was relieved: "I didn't expect that the second prince dared to act so blatantly, miss...Your Majesty..." At the moment he saw Duanmu Lingyu, Leqi was stunned, slowly swallowed his words at his mouth, and knelt on the ground with a bang, "I've seen the emperor."

"Leqi, it seems that your training is not enough. If I don't arrive today, do you know what will happen?"

"If the maidservant knows his mistake, please punish him."

Mu Qingya shook her head: "Get up." Then he turned his head and looked at Duanmu Lingyu, "I don't blame her for this matter. No one thought that Mo Junyan dared to act so rashly."

"You just spoil this girl too much."

Hearing his dissatisfied voice, Mu Qingya responded with a smile: "Why punish her? I was not careful about this matter."

"Okay, get up. Since the lady said she won't punish you, I will spare you this time. How can the dark guard strengthen training?"

"Yes." Leqi respectfully saluted the two of them.

"You go away."

Looking at Leqi withdrawing, Mu Qingya leaned against the bedside, and a trace of warmth flashed in her eyes: "Why do you treat me like this?" Looking at his situation, he didn't want to punish Leqi, but he showed such a fierce appearance and gave her the opportunity to be a good person.

Duanmu Lingyu smiled carelessly: "Although this girl is sincere, she should always remember your kindness so that she can protect you wholeheartedly."

"This is indeed my fault. What will you do to Mo Junyan?"

"It's nothing, just sending him back."

Mu Qingya turned her head slightly and saw the smiling expression on his lips. It was clear in her heart that it was not so simple to send it back: "What on earth did you do?"

"It's nothing, just throwing him into the side hall next to the Queen's Palace."

Mu Qingya was stunned: "The side hall?"

"Well, there lived a concubine who was very favored a few years ago. However, because of repeated miscarriages, she can only stay in bed to recuperate now. She came from Situ's family and was awarded the title of Concubine Qi."

Mu Qingya suddenly opened her eyes wide: "The Situ family?"

"Not bad! Mo Junyu has always been too arrogant. This time it depends on how he deals with it. With his connections, not much will happen.

Mu Qingya smiled and said, "Your method is perfect. Can you deal with it properly?"

"I made the comfort look like him. When I walked into the side hall, many palace people saluted along the way, and then how to faint in the concubine's palace was beyond my control."

Mu Qingya smiled, and a flexible warmth flashed in her eyes: "Your method is too reckless. At that time, the queen and others will know that he has nothing to do with the concubine."

"What does that matter? Although we can't find anything substantial, just let him mess up for a while. We can rearrange it, and the queen and the prince may not toss out anything. They will not let go of such a great opportunity easily. At that time, if Mo Junwan can hurt his muscles and bones, it will be even more All right."

"The prince and the queen are too powerful, and we can't deal with ourselves."

"Isn't there a few other princes? No matter how bad there is Mo Junhan, he is a prince with jade cold blood, and it is also a great benefit for us to ascend the throne." Duanmu Lingyu said.

Mu Qingya pondered slightly: "Don't touch Mo Junqing."

Duanmu Lingyu was stunned, with a cold look in his eyes, but it did quickly return to normal: "I'll try my best."

"Duanmu Lingyu..." Mu Qingya was silent for a while before she summoned up the courage to look up and say.

"Qingya, I understand your concerns. I am grateful to Mo Junqing for saving you from the sea of fire before, so as long as he doesn't hurt you, I won't deal with him. I believe he won't let you down, right?"

Mu Qingya was slightly stunned. Thinking of his hesitant tone when he asked about the prescription before, there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart, but after a long time, he still forced it down: "He won't hurt me."

Duanmu Lingyu held her in his arms, his arms tightly clasped her slender shoulders, and his back to her face became cold: Mo Junqing, I hope you don't let Mu Qingya down, otherwise no matter what you have paid for her, I will pay for you!