Chapter 20 Anren and the King's Decision

I'm afraid that the flowers will sleep in the middle of the night, so I light a red candle to shine high.

At this moment, Liang Ji ordered someone to light all the lights in the room. He was afraid that in the dark cold, the fragrance would fall. Outside the door, Zaiyun, who knelt silently, kept his head down, expressionless and speechless.

At this time, Liang Ji completely ignored the noise of the outside world. The prince of Western Xinjiang was assassinated on the long street. At this time, he suddenly caused a sensation in the whole court and even the whole capital. But only at this moment, Liang Ji will no longer have the rest of the mind to pay attention to these struggles in the court. Even the emperor and Xiao Ming sent people to invite him to meet twice, and they were kicked out by him.

The only one who can get close to this room is the imperial doctor in the palace.

Liang Ji put all his only hope in the doctor's hand, but just as he looked at the doctor's face getting colder, Liang Ji's heart also became colder and colder.

The imperial doctor couldn't stop the blood from the wound behind Su Mu. After dressing her, but for a moment, the bright red color dyed the snow-white satin. Only the unconscious name that had been calling, which made Liang Ji feel heartbroken again and again.

"Brother Liang, Brother Liang..." Su Mu, who was in a coma, has been thinking about it, and there is only such a call, which is sad and heartbreaking.

Liang Ji stayed by her side for a day and a night. When the next day, when the imperial doctor looked at Su Mu's injury and shook his head again, Liang Ji couldn't help writing: "Doctor, why does Mu'er's situation become like this? Isn't it only the scars on her back? Why are you addicted to it all the time!"

The imperial doctor pondered and didn't know what to say, "Miss Su had been given sweat medicine before, but the medicinal properties of sweat medicine should have passed long ago, but she has been awake for a long time, and all the medicine she fed has been spit out, which is difficult to do. She can't stop stopping the bleeding. I'm afraid that after a long time, the girl's bones can't hold on!" The imperial doctor also pondered for a moment, "I'm afraid that the girl has also suffered a great blow, so that she doesn't want to wake up. This is the most difficult point of the doctor. For those who don't want to live, the medicine stone is useless!"

The medicine stone was in no spirit, and Liang Ji was scared by this sentence. Gao Ying is very grateful for how to treat it and asks the imperial doctor to do his best!" Liang Ji looked at the pale face worriedly, and there was a pain in his heart.

"I will try to open another hemostatic pharmacy to stop the continuous bleeding first. But if Miss Su doesn't drink, there is really nothing I can do!" The imperial doctor looked at Liang Ji with a little trepidation, afraid that he could not stand it. "And Miss Su has begun to show signs of fever. If she can't take medicine again, this..." The imperial doctor shook his head in embarrassment.

Liang Ji's eyes were stagnated and he was stunned in an instant. For a long time, his Adam's apple rolled a few times before he slowly said to the imperial doctor, "Thank you, the doctor. Everything is done according to the imperial doctor!"

The imperial doctor nod his head, looked at Su Mu, who was still in a coma, and sighed helplessly. Such a result was unexpected by everyone in the palace. The previous moment was still a beautiful day and a good talent, but at this moment, one had returned to hate the sky, and the other was in a coma.

He sighed and went out with the medicine box. When stepping out of the door, the imperial doctor intentionally or unintentionally looked at the Zaiyun who had been kneeling in front of the door without saying a word, and had been a little confused about the behavior of this cold man.

The imperial doctor gave Su Mu the medicine again, but no matter how many times he tried, Su Mu was still the same as before. When he was half asleep, there was only the heartbroken in his mouth, "Brother Liang..."

A bowl of medicine was exchanged for a bowl of medicine, and finally drew grass heart in Liang Ji. Little by little, the medicine was stained and slipped into Su Mu's roar, and then slightly fed two or three parts of the medicine. But after a fierce cough, a mouthful of blood spewed out of the pale lips, adding a trace of magic to the weak paleness and setting off the face as white as death.

In this tossing back and forth, Liang Ji refused to stop feeding her medicine until midnight. The situation was not inhibited at all, but became more serious. As long as there is a little juice flowing in the mouth, it will spit out again, but it is a mouthful of bright red.

This reminded Liang Ji of the words of the imperial doctor. Su Mu couldn't stand such a blow for a moment because of Jin Yunfeng's death. At the urging of the previous drug power, her mind suffered a great blow. More importantly,... she had no intention to survive.

At this moment, the flowers are disabled, and they just want to fall to the ground with the dust and go with Jin Yunfeng.

"Brother Liang, Liang..." Once the qi and blood were affected, the shocking red kept overflowing between the lips and teeth. Liang Ji was really shocked. He stroked Su Mu's face tremblingly and did not dare to touch her. He was afraid that if he was careless, the person in front of him would really be separated from his yin and yang.

"Here, Brother Liang is here,..." Liang Ji took her softness in one hand and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. At this moment, there was no court, no scheme, no enemy in his city... Only the life and death of this woman.

He knew that Mu'er could not accept the fact that her brother Liang died in front of her, but how could he stand the fact that Mu'er died in front of him!

With his clenched hand, there was a trace of concern in the cold, and he always refused to let go. He was afraid that this release would be the end of heaven and man forever. It seems that the person in a coma also feels the throbbing in his heart a little. Liang, Brother Liang..."

"Mu'er is so stupid, Mu'er is so stupid..." Liang Ji couldn't help condemning, "Can't you recognize it? From Shuzhong to Bianjing, Brother Liang has been waiting for you all the time. Why can't you recognize Brother Liang? Do you know that Brother Liang will also be very sad?

The trembling of the voice faintly in this bright room, constantly overflowed, and the sad sound also made the clouds kneeling outside the door unbearable.

Liang Ji has never trembled like now. "How can Liang Ji bear to make Mu'er sad? However, Brother Liang can't do anything about it. Brother Liang is sick and can't take care of you. He will die at any time. He can't stay with Mu'er for life at all. Brother Liang can't bear to see Mu'er sad. Mu'er can understand Brother Liang's painstaking efforts. Brother Liang is not a cruel person, but he has to be cruel!?"

Mu'er, how can you understand Brother Liang's painstaking efforts!

Su Mu, who was in a coma, had faint tears in the corners of his eyes, but he still called obsessively, "Brother Liang..." In Liang Ji's eyes, this pale and dead appearance was different from the girl holding peach blossoms on Shu Dao.

He will not forget the distant song on the Shu Road, even when he dies in his life. In those years, the smile was like a flower, like the sound of a spiritual warbler coming out of the valley, still haunting dreams.

Do you know what a woman represents before a man?

The ignorant girl at the beginning, whose light eyes were puzzled by his words, prompted Liang Ji to secretly make up his vows at that moment. Silently waiting for this woman to come out of the pavilion to fulfill this promise.

Until this time, Liang Ji was still haunted. He asked again, "Do you know what a woman represents before a man? Silly Mu'er, stupid Mu'er, that's something that only between wife and husband can be honest!" It was also at this time that Liang Ji deeply realized that even if he could not take care of Muer all his life, in his heart, since the meeting that night, in his heart, in addition to the city government, only this woman could accommodate.

In a trance, this woman's hand is in her palm, getting cold little by little, weak little by little, once vows, once vicissitudes of life, as if at this moment, in her palm, little by little away, far away...

Until the first sunlight in the morning refracts into this cold room. In the room, the traces of candle tears in a room, like the face that cried last night, couldn't bear to see, and abused them to their heart's content. Both of them were unconscious.

A green shirt slowly stepped into the yard, knelt outside the room and listened to the words that had been said in the room all night, and looked up at the visitor.

Zaiyun frowned and looked at this unfamiliar person. Although he was middle-aged, there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which was unbearable to ignore. And this heroic spirit made Zaiyun couldn't help but be suspicious: such a look, as if he had known each other!

However, Su Yan looked at Zaiyun's eyes and also flirted with a trace of strangeness. The two looked at each other. No one said anything, and Zaiyun did not stop him, because he knew that this was Su Mu's father. Su Mu has now had such a thing, and Su Yan came to visit him, which was not too much. It was only because his identity was obscure that it was inconvenient to walk in this palace, so he chose this early morning to understand when he was the coldest in the palace.

And in the palace and even in the court, because Jin Yunfeng and the prince of Western Xinjiang were killed on the same night, now not only the eldest princess is as anxious as an ants on a hot pot, but also the Western Empress, who just married the emperor last night, is also holding her brother and crying, threatening to return her brother and sister to Liang Tianchao.

The whole Bianliang fell into a state of anxiety.

However, in this cold palace, when Su Yan took the first step in, he felt a feeling of dead water, without any living spring, waiting for the silence and depression of death.

Su Yan felt bad and quickly walked into the dormitory. But he was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him and felt awe-inspiring.

What kind of scenario should this be?

** Bloody Yanyan, the decadent sitting under the bed, dressed in a white shirt has already bloomed like a flower with the bright red stain flowing down, reflecting the struggle and pain of that night. The dull eyes, when they saw the arrival of Su Yan, smiled slightly, but there was no glory.

I can imagine that the prince entered Beijing on the same day, wearing a white shirt and crowned Beijing. Looking at now, the messy clothes and ink hair are intertwined, setting off the scene in front of them.

Su Yan glanced at his daughter lying on **, drops of blood dripping down from under the quilt, along the hands of the two, winding on the ground, gorgeous, sad and pale!

At this glance, Su Yan's face suddenly became as cold as ice. He walked forward quickly and stretched out his hand to lift the quilt on Su Mu's body. When Liang Ji saw Su Yan's behavior, he suddenly woke up and pushed Su Yan away like crazy, but he shook repeatedly and looked drowsy, as if he were dead.

"Hmm!" Su Yan stretched out his hand and pushed the sick man away. He didn't stop for a moment. He picked up Su Mu, who was lying on **, leaned on his chest and explored the pulse. Even Su Yan couldn't help saying "ah". Dare not procrastinate, Su Yan suddenly took out his palm and hit Su Mu hard behind his back.

This blow was done with all his strength. Su Mu, who was seriously injured, sprayed out of his mouth again with bright red at this moment and splashed on the edge of the bed.

Seeing this situation, Liang Ji's eyes turned red and pulled up Su Yan, "Do you want her to die?"

"If it goes on like this, she will die faster!" Su Yan couldn't help shouting, "I'm her father. I'm more distressed and anxious than you!" Su Yan's enlightened words, like a slapstick, woke Liang Ji up. Watching Su Yan turn over Su Mu's body and put the bloody back on it.

Looking at the moment when his hand removed the clothes little by little, and the moment when the blood-stained bandage was removed little by little, the blood and flesh were blurred, and the scars were still gushing out bright red. After all, Liang Ji couldn't help swallowing, and his trembling lips closed. The moment he closed his eyes, tears fell quietly.

The shaking figure is also like a person who is about to leave at any time, but under the bloody cruelty, a little decadent and powerless!

"Muer, Muer, I'm Dad. Dad knows that you must be listening to us, but you don't want to wake up, Muer..." Su Yan shouted, wiping the sad blood stains for Su Mu. "Your mother is still waiting for you in the west. When you came to the capital, you didn't promise your mother that you must know the desert. Bring your mother back to Shuzhong? How can you not wake up like this!"

After wiping off all the medicine that was originally on the bandage, he took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, fell on Su Yan's fingers, and sprinkled white powder from it little by little and sprinkled it on the wound.

Soon, the white powder merged into the blood stains.

At the end, Su Yan wrapped the bandage to help Su Mu, and then covered the clothes. He just turned around and looked at Liang Ji. He couldn't see whether it was anger or hatred in his eyes, but it was always cold. Without saying anything, he just reached out and picked up the bowl of cold medicine.

He picked up Su Mu again, clenched Su Mu's jaw with one hand, and poured the medicine. Regardless of whether Su Mu was still in a coma, the cold medicine was poured into his throat from his mouth.

"Uh..." Su Mu, who was in a coma, had a burst of anti-evil, just like the previous appearance of the medicine, and his posture was about to pour out, but he made Su Yan hold his chin's hand tightly, deepened his strength again, and raised his head high, but he didn't let the medicine overflow from his throat again.

How cruel is this father? Just like this, he captured Su Mu and raised his head without lowering.

Liang Ji couldn't help but wonder in his heart. He had fierce means and tough means. Although he was treating his daughter at this moment, he also saw from this means that this man was a cruel man.

One moment, two moment, three moment...

It was not until Su Mu was no longer disgusted with the imported medicine that Su Yan put down the hand captured on Su Mu's jaw. But he picked up Su Mu and walked out slowly. ** It's all blood. Mu'er's wound can't touch these things again. I'm going to take her away!" Although he talked to Liang Ji, Su Yan walked straight out, with a trace of resoluteness that could not be resisted.

"When will it get better?" Liang Ji asked himself and did not move his footsteps. The only thing he remembers now is when Su Mu can be as light as before, in front of him.

Su Yan did not answer him, and Liang Ji did not stop Su Yan's footsteps.

The coldness here is not suitable for this woman like a deep mountain lark.

After Su Yan left, he had been kneeling silently to receive the crime, but for the first time without Liang Ji's order, he stood up and walked into the house. He looked at his master's pale color, pondered for a moment, and walked to Liang Ji.

"I know this man!" Zaiyun lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"I don't want to know!" Liang Ji answered weakly and suddenly sat on the ground and muttered, "I don't want to know anything!"

"Anyway, for Jin Yunfeng, I must say..." Zaiyun resolutely.

"I've said that I don't want to know anything..."

"He was the one who assassinated Jin Yunfeng that night..."

The two exhaled at the same time, and the blue veins of the riot had never spoken to Liang Ji like this, completely exceeding the integrity of the master and the slave.

The silence, in this bloody room, lasted for a long time...

"I don't want to know anything!" Liang Ji opened his mouth feebly, leaned back, spread out his hands, and fell on the pool of blood by the bed. The dark hair and messy shirt melted into one color under the dyeing of blood.

"I know that the prince cares about Su Mu, but I don't regret it..." Zaiyun said the words in his heart of the night and looked at the determination lying on the ground, and he also said loudly. Even if the scene of that day is repeated again, I will choose to kill Su Mu and never let her hurt you in half!"

Liang Ji still didn't say anything.

He took a heavy breath and knelt at the door last night. He had completely listened to Liang Ji's words. He knew that Su Mu had always been everything in Liang Ji's heart, but Liang Ji was his lifesaver and everything he had.

"No matter what kind of punishment the prince has, there will be no more complaints, even if he wants to pay for his life again!"

"Once again!" Liang Ji, who had been lying on the ground unable to speak, slowly squirmed his lips and teeth. "Don't let Muer know that it was her father who killed Liang Ji..." Liang Ji closed his eyes in pain.

He was afraid that such a scene would happen after all. He clearly ordered Jin Yunfeng to be careful!

"Mother, mother, is Ji's existence really so intolerable that you have to get rid of it quickly?" Liang Ji said bitterly, but smiled helplessly. In any case, Mu'er can't know her father and kills her brother Liang. She would rather let her hate me...

--Anyway, I should have died!"