Han Palace is like a flowing year

Chapter 28 Rescue

The footsteps of their departure came faintly.

I was trembling when I heard this passage. This group of people actually made such a fierce idea to use my "death" to divorce my father and the emperor's uncle, and then the fisherman made a profit.

On the night of the Qing terrace, "I obeyed the order to stay there. Within a moment, I saw that Ming was invincible and came in panic. I followed him with breath, and finally blocked it with the rest of the same party." The minister was incompetent and couldn't be caught alive, and all the thieves have been killed.

The two words that Zhao dare said repeatedly echoed in my mind. If so, how could this invincible "dead" come back to life? What is Zhao Gan's position? So, what role did Dad play in it? Who the hell is the "Lord"?

Various problems came one after another, which bothered me with a splitting headache.

"Ayou, Ayou, what's wrong with you?" Tanglin shook me anxiously,

I raised my head between my arms and saw the round face full of worry. I couldn't help leaning on her shoulder and choked, "It's all right."

"Is it really all?" She patted me on the back: "Don't worry, auspicious people have their own appearance. Just now, I have sincerely swore to the gods that we will return safely.

While he was confused, suddenly a call came, with a stronger voice: "Ayou!" Youyou..."

I suddenly looked up, and Tang Lin was also staring at me: "Can you hear me? Yes, it's true! They came! Here it is!"

"Princess Chang'an..."

"Lin'er!"

We were overjoyed, and regardless of whether we could dig or not, we knelt on the ground to dig the hard rock wall and shouted, "Here it is!" We are here! Come on, come on!"

We simply exhausted all our strength and our voices were broken. We couldn't wait to hit the rock wall with our heads, but the shouts gradually faded away.

"It's over." Tanglin slipped on the ground obscurely and cried bitterly.

No, I can't die, never! I thought that my father and the emperor's uncle would turn against each other and fight desperately.

"Ayou, don't do useless work, let's... huh?"

I followed her eyes and saw that the place we had just dug out was a raised copper mechanism.

We quickly jumped up, looked at each other and nodded. Anyway, it's dead, and you have to fight!

Close your eyes and press the mechanism together.

"Boom..." The deafening and needy sound sounded again. Tanglin and I clenched our hands and clung to the rock, preparing for the strong wind. Unexpectedly, the wind was calm after the sound.

I opened my eyes tremblingly, er, why is everything still the same?

Tang Lin also looked at me doubtfully.

I reached out and poked the mechanism, which has been pressed down. Bang..." Tang Lin was so angry that he punched down: "It's a waste of expression!"

Unexpectedly, the body fell quickly.

"Ah..." Our voice dangled in the dark space, and our bodies were still sliding down a slope, and my heart fell down to the unknown end.

I don't know how long it will be, and the light will appear again not far away. This time we are not as happy as last time, afraid it will be another loss.

When we saw the light getting bigger and bigger, and we could even clearly see the veins of the surrounding stone walls, we finally believed that we really came out!

rolled to the ground, and I couldn't adapt to the strong light. I narrowed my eyes, felt the freshness of the green grass, and smelled the light sweetness brought by the wind.

"We're back to the hunting ground, thank God!"

"Ah~~We are here! Father, brother, we..." I didn't hear Tang Lin's words behind, and I don't know how to be saved, because I completely fainted.

"Remember this picture clearly!" The woman refers to peeling green onions and pointing them on a obscure scroll, on which there is a pattern similar to words, which consists of horizontal and vertical stroke structures. The strokes are straight and square in shape.

"What is this?" The little girl asked doubtfully.

"Humph, what?" The woman sneered, and the little girl seemed to be able to see the cynicism at the corners of the woman's mouth through the heavy separation.

"This thing is fighting for thousands of people, and several people have lost their lives for it! Oh, it's even more unscrupulous, at all costs, just for such a dead thing, even the closest person can abandon it!" The more the woman said, the more excited she became. She took a violent breath and calmed down. Then she said, "This thing is called the national vein. Remember, there can be no third person except you and me who can see this pattern in the world!"

"Can you see it clearly?"

"Ye." The little girl nodded.

"Give it to me silently." The woman took out a silk pen.

The little girl lay on the silk paper and drew it. The woman looked aside and nodded with satisfaction: "It's really smart, worthy of Ben..." She stopped talking, folded the little girl's copy with the obscure picture scroll, went to the Boshan stove to open the lid and threw it in.

The little girl stared at the silk gradually being swallowed up by the banging flame. The wind in the furnace raised a corner of the woman, revealing a pale and beautiful face, and her purple cherry lips were smiling with relief.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?"

"Your Majesty, please be with me! Fortunately, the princess was not internally injured, and the trauma was not serious, but she was too tired. Now it takes some time to wake up.

"Look, her eyelids are moving!"

"Yes, Your Highness's consciousness has already replied."

"Youyou, Youyou, open your eyes when you wake up, or I will punish you!" I was trapped in the arms full of dragon's Christmas fragrance, and I was almost suffocated.

"Uncle, there is no joke. I have opened my eyes. Don't be angry with me!" I tried to open my eyes and saw the emperor's uncle's more haggard face, and my eyes suddenly blurred.

"How can I not be angry? I still have to punish you for something that doesn't have a long memory!" The emperor's uncle's tone suddenly hardened, but took me into his arms again: "Silly girl, you should have accepted that I should take good care of myself. In just a few days, you have done this. You don't know, when they came to report you... I, I..." He was so choked that he couldn't continue, but his arm was tight and hurt me.

"What on earth happened?"

"Well..." I paused for a moment: "How's Tanglin? Didn't she tell you?"

"She insisted on fainting until the rescue arrived, but unfortunately she was still sleeping. The medical officer said that it was caused by overwork like you."

"Oh, so, I'm finally relieved." I rubbed tears between the emperor's uncle's sleeves: "That day, Tanglin's horse suddenly went crazy. Ayou thought he could control it, so he could follow him. Unexpectedly..."

"What about after falling off the cliff?"

I told him the story in detail, but only to save the specific shape of the relief and the dialogue I heard in the hole.

Unexpectedly, the emperor's uncle was inexplicably excited. He hugged my shoulders: "Youyou, you really can't remember the shape of that relief? I know that you have a good memory. Think about it again!"

"It hurts...uncle." I had tears in my eyes and flattened my mouth aggrievedly: "I was cold and hungry at that time, and I couldn't live. How could I remember these things? When A Lin woke up, his uncle didn't want to ask her.

In fact, when I walked through the secret channel in the cave, I once tested whether Tang Lin remembered the shape of the relief, and I still remembered that she complained at that time: "I've asked several times. Since you are so curious, why don't you see it clearly!" At that time, I was so scared that I didn't care what it looked like.

"Yes, it's true." The emperor's uncle thought for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand and knocked on my forehead: "Youyou, you give me a good rest! You can't leave the palace without my amnesty.

With the emperor's uncle's will, I was even deprived of the right to protest. Staying in the Huanxi Hall every day is not only nausead by various precious medicinal materials, but also has to accept the repeated poison of Lan Yingxiu.

Huh, where's the little kid? It's been a few days, and he hasn't appeared yet. It doesn't look like his style.

As soon as my question came out, Xiuxiu, who was drying medicine for me, turned around: "The Duke of An took him back to recover from his injury!"

"Injury?" I turned it over.

"You still don't know. In order to find your whereabouts, the little father-in-law stayed up with us for two days and two nights, and he couldn't persuade him to go back. Fortunately, he found the coat you hung on the half cliff, so we gave up the bottom of the cliff and turned to look up.

"Then he?"

"He still stubbornly wanted to follow. In the middle of the night, he rolled down from the hillside and broke his leg. It hurts so much that we have to insist on looking for you. We can't resist him, and in the end, the emperor's decree forced him away. On the day you were found, Duke An took him back, otherwise he would never leave the palace without your news.

"What did he say?"

"This..." Xiuxiu scratched his head. He said he would write to you." Xia Wei came in with medicine and added.

I don't want to. When it comes to the letter, the letter will arrive. There are two letters in total, one is from Duguhong, and the other is a sealed wax pill, which is my reply from my father.

First, I opened the envelope of Duguhong and held it full weight in my hand. After a long time, I finished reading the thick pile of letter paper. I blamed myself for being overpowerful and tired, and asked him to report my current physical condition to him one by one in my reply. Yo, it's very domineering! Finally, he mentioned his legs. Maybe it will affect his walking in the future, but he said, 'That's good. I can warn you at any time in the future. I'm implicated by you.' He said that he would return in early winter at the latest and settle accounts with me at that time.

I asked Xia Wei to put a pen and paper for me. After thinking about it for a while, Fang replied: Your teachings are very well taught. I can't help but sigh. Ah You is all good. Don't worry about it. I hope you will recover from your injuries. I sincerely hope that on the day you return healthily, we will continue your friendship.

"Is it simple?" Xiuxiu couldn't help asking.

"What do you know?" I folded the feathers that Xia Wei found for me in the letter: "This is called sending 'hong' hair thousands of miles away, and the word is light and affectionate!"

How can we think that when Duguhong reunited with me with a feather in his hand, it was indeed an early winter morning, but it was just a few days away from what he said about the early winter.

I read Dad's letter alone in the quilt.

Melting wax pills, a thin layer of silk paper: "My son is leisurely, can you recover? When you fell off the cliff, you came for your father overnight, until you heard the news of peace halfway, so I turned to Ruyang in peace. No wonder he is cruel as a father. In fact, he has no choice but to suffer. For his father, he once accepted that your mother was not allowed to enter Beijing. How can this oath be easily violated? Fortunately, my son is auspicious in heaven, and my father is sincere to reward God and bless my son in peace.

As for what my son heard in the cave, this matter is of great importance. Don't tell others. As for what to do, my son doesn't have to worry about it. He has his own opinion.

Finally, the day when our father and daughter get together is not far away, and I hope my son will cherish it.

It's not far again. Will my father only be perfunctory like this? How far is it?