The first-level Zhaohua Thousand-level Hall

Chapter 183 Past Life Memories
Xu Qingluo has been hovering in the groggy state, surrounded by darkness, and there is no one. She seems to be forgotten in the deepest darkness, and her heart is inexplicably flustered. Where is this?

Xu Qingluo forgot why she was here, she just wanted to go out, to leave the oppressive darkness here.

She wanted to open her mouth to call people, Lang Sheng's name, her parents' names, even Baicao, everyone she knew.

But just by opening his mouth, a burning pain came from his throat, and Xu Qingluo almost couldn't help screaming.

In a blink of an eye, she finally remembered that she blocked Gong Ziyan's sword for Lang Cheng, and that sword wounded her throat. If there were no accidents, she might be dead now.

Xu Qingluo smiled wryly. Now that he has time to think deeply, he still has no regrets.

The only thing she was unwilling to do was that she didn't have time to look at Lang Cheng more in the end, and didn't have a good conversation with Lang Cheng.

The expression on Xu Qingluo's face gradually calmed down, and he raised his eyes to look at the darkness ahead, that deep darkness seemed to be like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for her to come forward and devour her.

She may or may not be dead.

Xu Qingluo raised his footsteps and walked forward.

At some point, her feet became hotter and hotter, and even started to burn. The pain in the soles of her feet penetrated into the marrow of her bones. She felt as if she was walking in a sea of ​​flames.

Xu Qingluo gritted her teeth and continued to move forward. Now she can't tell whether she is alive or dead. Only by moving forward can she not be completely submerged by the present darkness. Only by moving forward can she see her again. man.

Walking step by step, not knowing the passage of time, as if walking for a short time, and also as if walking for a long time, Xu Qingluo even numb the pain, and suddenly a light appeared in front of his eyes.

She was at a loss at first, but at the next moment, even Xu Qingluo's calmness and composure could not help but show joy, and she quickened her pace and took a few steps forward.

Xu Qingluo stopped in her tracks, and the three big characters of General's Mansion above her head were shining brightly. At that moment, she was so moved that she wanted to cry.

She is not in reality now, she is very clear about it, but maybe she is really lucky to be able to see Lang Sheng for the last time.

She still has so many things she hasn't told him, and she still has so many worries and wants to tell him.

Feeling a little hot in his heart, Xu Qing fell up the steps.

The gate of the General's Mansion was closed, and it seemed a little older than she remembered.

Xu Qingluo didn't think much about it, she just wanted to go in urgently, to look for Lang Sheng.

With a creak, the heavy door of the General's Mansion was pushed open.

She returned to the courtyard of the General's Mansion, but it was different from the General's Mansion in her memory. Regardless of whether it was the General's Mansion in her memory in the past or present, whether it was after Lang Sheng was in power or in decline, the General's Mansion was at least somewhat popular and tidied up. It's neat and orderly.

But now, what Xu Qingluo saw was clearly a dilapidated yard, a yard full of withered yellow leaves, and the desolate wind blowing back and forth.

The whole yard is very dilapidated, the flowers and plants are withered, the corridors are potholes, the pond is dirty, the flowers and leaves are rotten, and the stone benches are crooked and collapsed. House.

Xu Qingluo continued to walk inside, feeling a little inexplicable in her heart.

She didn't dare to think too much, just walked inside.

Passing through the front yard, passing through many corridors, and finally arriving at the back yard, the back yard is as desolate as the front yard, except for a loquat tree that has passed the fruit-bearing season, which is completely opposite to it.

The loquat stands in the center of the yard. Although the fruit-hanging season has passed, it can still be seen that it is thriving and vigorous. It can be seen that the owner has taken good care of it, which is in stark contrast to the desolation of the yard itself.

Her favorite food is loquat fruit.

Xu Qingluo stood under the tall loquat tree, looking up at the top, in a daze, she remembered a certain dispute between her and Lang Sheng in her previous life.

At that time, Yang Yunping asked someone to give Xu Qingluo a basket of loquats, not many, only a dozen, all of them were beautiful, it is said that it was a tribute from the crown prince, Xu Qingluo was not willing to eat it, and left it there for a long time But in the end it was broken, and Xu Qingluo felt very uncomfortable.

Lang Sheng thought that Xu Qingluo was suffering because the loquat was broken, but he didn't know that she was suffering because of wasting Yang Yunping's heart.

He asked her, do you like loquat very much?

She nodded.

A few days later, Xu Qingluo received another basket of loquats, which was much worse than the tribute.

But she was very happy, because she thought it was Yang Yunping who sent it over again.

This time Xu Qingluo didn't put on a good look anymore, she ate happily every day, she was in a good mood in those few days, and it was rare that she didn't blush with a man. smiled.

Until she thanked Yang Yunping, Yang Yunping didn't know.

After Xu Qingluo went back, he threw away the remaining loquats in the basket, and threw them in front of Lang Sheng: "You lied to me. I won't eat your rotten loquats!"

It was only later that I found out that Lang Sheng had specially written to trust his former subordinates to bring them over from the south, and he never asked for anything.

She never knew that there was such a growing loquat tree in the general's mansion.

A coughing sound came from the slightly open door. The coughing sound was hoarse and low-pitched, as if it was entrusted to thousands of people to sink and dry up. Just listening to it made people feel depressed and panicked.

Xu Qingluo turned her head slowly. At that moment, she froze and didn't dare to move. There was only a cough, a cough with a different tone, and she recognized that it was Lang Sheng's voice.

"Your mother, how is it?"

Lang Sheng's voice was short and full of worry.

The next moment, she heard a voice that was somewhat familiar and yet strange, and she could not forget it even after a lifetime of reincarnation.

It was the voice of a boy.

"She's fine."

The young man slowly, as if he was holding back something, even deliberately let a smile appear in his voice: "She is fine now, she is not someone who will wrong herself, you handed over everything in your hands , and even helped His Majesty accomplish such a thing, and helped His Majesty bear all the guilt, no matter what, His Majesty will remember to be good to Mother, even if Father, you... are gone in the future, she will be fine."

The voice of forced laughter finally couldn't be disguised, and it was tainted with crying and resentment.

"That's good, that's good, cough cough."

Lang Cheng couldn't help coughing again. Xu Qingluo stood at the door, looking at his gray hair, the old and weak face on his face. He was only [-] years old when she died. As for this!

He was lame in one leg, but he was still able to dance with a gun before she left, he was still full of heroism, he was still young, and there was still a future.
"She's actually not bad, she's just blinded by love, just one wrong step, one wrong step, I can't make it, and I won't be able to protect her in the future, for the sake of her giving birth to you, I will find a way out for her , Yu'er, don't blame your mother, I'm not good enough."

The man's skinny hands tightly held the boy's wrist, his eyes filled with last hope.

"Father, stop talking. You will be fine. I have invited Uncle Nangong. As long as he arrives, you will be fine. If you care about her so much, then live well and protect her by yourself. Do her own back, she still has to rely on you, you—”

The boy's voice stopped abruptly, and tears flowed down his eyes uncontrollably, because the man on the bed slowly closed his eyes: "I'm tired, wait for me to go, don't spread the word, take me and this Plant a loquat, go back to my hometown, and let her know that I just returned home and buried me under the loquat tree, your mother likes loquat the most—"

How ruthless and cold-hearted she was in her previous life, and how outrageously wrong she was.How much have I failed this man!

Xu Qingluo whimpered, she stood by the bed, looked at the man who had run out of fuel, looked at the ashen color on his face, reached out to grab his hand, but passed through the other's palm.

She couldn't touch him, they couldn't see her.

At that moment, Xu Qingluo's heart felt like it was being torn apart. She opened her mouth, but there was no sound coming out of her sore throat, only ah ah.

She wanted to say that Lang Sheng, I was wrong, and Lang Sheng, I am here.Langsheng, let's be together, I only love you, I know how bad I was in the past, I will only treat you well in the future, I will definitely be a good wife and mother in the future, I just beg you not to die.

But she couldn't utter a single word.

The farthest distance in the world is not the ends of the earth, but I stand in front of you, but you can't see me.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, those cloudy and lifeless eyes met Xu Qingluo in front of the bed, and met the woman's full of friendship and regret.

At that moment, his eyes regained clarity in a trance, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, he raised his hand with difficulty, and touched Xu Qingluo's cheek, slightly touching his cold and dry fingertips.

Xu Qingluo looked at the slumped hand, and when he heard the man's last sound full of affection and worry, his whole heart was instantly emptied.

She couldn't hear the lament of the young man beside the bed, she couldn't hear any sound, she just stared at the dead figure on the bed, the next moment, her eyes went dark, and she was dragged into the endless darkness.

"Luo'er, Luo'er, wake up."

The man's worrying and anxious voice kept lingering in his ears, Xu Qingluo felt real pain, the sharp pain in the neck, the burning pain in the soles of the feet, the pain was so unbearable, like a knife cutting, burning like a fire, but Make her so happy because the pain wakes her up.

Xu Qingluo slowly opened her eyes, and her vision changed from misty to clear. She saw the strong and young Lang Sheng whose eyes had not been completely covered by despair and regret, and saw his young and tough face. Face, saw his black hair.

"Luo'er, you're finally awake."

Langcheng gently held Xu Qingluo's hand, moved it close to his lips, and kept stroking the back of her palm with his lips, as if he was stroking a peerless treasure that was almost lost, hot tears fell down at the knuckles.

Xu Qingluo's other hand stretched out with difficulty, touching the man's slightly wet cheek, a smile was pulled from the corner of his lips with difficulty, and he opened his lips silently with peace and joy: "Ah Cheng, that's great."

Ah Cheng, it’s great to see you, I’m still alive, and you’re still alive, there’s still an infinite future and infinite possibilities between us.

very nice.

She didn't make a sound, but the tenderness and silence in her eyes were fully displayed in front of Lang Sheng's eyes.

Her eyes are so touching, so touching that it can soften anyone's heart.

But Lang Sheng couldn't help but remember why she couldn't speak now after the initial excitement and trembling.

The corners of the man's lips were still curled into a smile, and his eyes were still gentle, but the hand beside him was clenched uncontrollably.

How can he really think that the sky is sunny after the rain, and there is nothing wrong with him? As long as he thinks of Xu Qingluo lying in his arms covered in blood, he feels his whole heart trembling, and he feels that he cannot control his self-blame and resentment Emotions.

He resented himself for being so incompetent, wanted her to protect him, resented why Gong Ziyan hurt her, and even couldn't help resenting her, how could he bear to leave him alone.

If she is really gone, if she is really not rescued, how can he live well.

How could she bear it!

The man gritted his teeth, but he was unwilling to show any negative emotions in front of Xu Qingluo, and she woke up. How could he have the heart to let her bear these negative emotions that shouldn't arise.

Lang Sheng thought he was hiding it well, but in front of Xu Qingluo, all his emotions were almost transparent.

She cared about him. After the dream came back, she even cared to the point of paranoia.

She looked at him so well, watching every emotion on his face, every slight change in his movements, how could she miss the man's pain at the moment.

Xu Qingluo's hand held Lang Sheng's hand instead, clasped his fingers tightly, and said hoarsely: "If you have something to do, I will not live alone!"

So, don't blame yourself, don't resent her choice, she saved him, but also saved herself.

As the words fell, the pain in Xu Qingluo's neck intensified, and bursts of blood smeared out.

Lang Sheng couldn't care about anything else, he pressed Xu Qingluo's neck almost angrily, and shouted to the outside: "Nangong, Nangong!"

"Luo'er, Luo'er, I know I shouldn't blame you for choosing that way, I know you are doing it for my own good, but Luo'er, I have something to do, you don't live alone, you have something to do, how can I live, I just ask One thing about you, okay, get better, get better, do you know? Xu Qingluo, you haven't married me yet, and I haven't carried eight palanquins to marry you into the gate of Lang's family. Our white prime minister's promise It hasn't been realized yet, I won't allow you to have an accident!"

Lang Sheng's anxious and painful face was vaguely reflected in the blackened eyelids. Xu Qingluo gently moved the fingertips of his big hand, and slowly moved them in the man's palm. It was slow, even some strokes were distorted, but he still understood the two words she wrote in his palm: "Wait for me."

Wait for me to marry you, wait for me to give birth to that lovely child again with you, wait for us to form the best family, wait for me to make up for all the debts of my previous life, wait for me to get better, and we will get married, okay?

When she was so flustered, when Nangong Mo rescued her, she almost bit off her tongue in pain, but Xu Qingluo's hand was still holding Langcheng's hand, and she was determined not to let go.

Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was a very short time, I heard a man's deep reply in a vague way: "I'll wait for you."

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"You said you guys are really messing around. Is it easy for me to pull you back from the gate of hell? Ah? You are good. You are not a quack doctor and you know your injuries. You still talk to your brother forcibly, and your wounds burst open again. Let me tell you once, you ask Da Luo God to save you."

Nangong Mo complained endlessly while giving Xu Qingluo the needle.

Xu Qingluo moved his foot. He didn't know if it was intentional revenge. It hurt more than it did at the beginning. Several acupuncture points are connected to those meridians, Xu Qingluo thought about this while giving Nangong Mo a sorry look.

Now she is a semi-disabled person, unable to heal herself, and also unable to heal Lang Sheng, Nangong Mo is the worst offender.

Thinking of Lang Sheng, Xu Qingluo stretched out his finger to the left, staring at Nangong Mo with questioning eyes.

She woke up briefly yesterday, but she fainted again because of what she did. When she woke up, she didn't see Lang Cheng, but only saw Nangong Mo. Then she realized that Lang Cheng had guarded her for three whole days without a rest, and was driven away by Nangong Mo. of.

How is his health?

Xu Qingluo's eyes asked so.

Nangong Mo looked at Xu Qingluo, looked at the bandaged wound on her neck, sighed, and stopped blaming Xu Qingluo for burdening him, and corrected his expression: "I should thank you, this time Although you are very impulsive, if you hadn't blocked him suddenly and let his cloud-piercing arrow lose most of the strength, I am afraid that all his energy and spirit will be exhausted now, and I can't save him even if I try my best. I'm back. Although he still has some fundamental damage, as long as he takes good care of him in the future, he will be fine."

The corners of Xu Qingluo's lips curled up into a shallow and touching smile. She was already amazingly beautiful, but now she was pale and weak lying on the bed, and she was even more charming. With this sincere smile, There is a little brilliance blooming on the pale face, like a ray of faint but warm and moving sun in winter, I can't help but want to catch it.

Nangong Mo stared at Xu Qingluo's smile in a daze. Before Xu Qingluo noticed, he lowered his head and continued to pack the things in his hands: "There is also Gong Ziyan, he hurt you, and the senior brother hurt him. Senior brother was focused on bringing you back for treatment, so he didn't chase you, he ran away, senior brother said that he was seriously injured, plus his own poisonous Gu penetrated into his heart and lungs, it is very likely that he is dead now."

Xu Qingluo noticed that Nangong Mo paused when he said the next sentence, and his eyes were a little sad.

I vaguely guessed in my heart that maybe these brothers and sisters, in the past, were really together in life and death, and had a sincere friendship.

Thinking of Gong Ziyan, Xu Qingluo realized that maybe he didn't want him to die that much, and Gong Ziyan had shown mercy to both her and Lang Cheng.

Last time in the burrow, Young Master Yan knew that Lang Cheng was taking Life-Extending Pill, so as long as he went back halfway, Lang Cheng would not be able to live.

And this time, Xu Qingluo's hand was on the neck.

She knew very well that if a person like Gong Ziyan really wanted to kill him, he would definitely not just open his neck, nor would he give her a chance to come back alive and be treated by Nangong Mo.

He will only kill with one hit.

The days of recovering from injuries are very ordinary, and the days pass by like running water. Xu Qingluo knew that Young Master Yan was missing, and that after Lang Sheng took advantage of the location she provided to attack the eldest prince's camp at night and severely damaged the Mobei army, The coalition forces of the countries in the Western Regions had already faintly retreated, and some people even quietly conveyed the intention of negotiating peace to this side, knowing that Mu Qing disappeared at the border with his own people, without a trace.

And the emperor's commendation order also came from the capital. Lang Sheng was granted the title of General Zhen Guo. Although it was still a first-rank rank, it was many times more solemn than the previous title of General Pegasus.

As for Xu Qingluo, Langcheng also reported her assistance to him, emphasizing how seriously she had been injured for this great victory in Daqing. After leaving Shiyi, she also agreed to recuperate her wounds in the border, but she still did not forget to urge Xu Qingluo to remember to look for the herbs needed in overseas miracle medicine prescriptions.

These, Xu Qingluo has heard of it.

At the border, it seemed that all the clouds of war dissipated for a while, and the people in the city resumed their usual routines. Every day in the temporary general's mansion in the city, they listened to the noise, laughter, and noise outside. Qingluo can't help but smile knowingly.

Plain, calm, peaceful, Xu Qingluo hasn't enjoyed such a life for a long time.

Not only the peace around me, but also the peace of mind. When I meet Lang Sheng every day, I care about each other, mend his torn robes, cook for him occasionally, watch him munching on the dishes he cooked, and take care of each other. From the wooden hairpin he carved with his own hands, he received all kinds of worthless but thoughtful small objects.

In that dark dream, the last scene of the General's Mansion in the previous life was gradually overwhelmed by Xu Qingluo in the deepest part of his heart.

That was the deepest regret and guilt in her past and present life, and it was the bitterness that only she could taste.

The past life is irretrievable and irreparable. The only thing she can do is to cherish the life in front of her and the people in front of her.

Xu Qingluo thought that such a peaceful life could last for a while longer, at least until he and Lang Sheng's injuries were healed, but things still found their way after all.

Mu Qing, the second prince of Mobei Kingdom who disappeared in the border appeared again, but this time, he was no longer just a mere prince, but the crown prince of Mobei Kingdom.

"I'm here to negotiate a peace, but it's Ms. Xu who negotiated the agreement and conditions with me. Why don't you let her see you?"

Under the tall city, under the guidance of thousands of bows and arrows, Mu Qing rode out slowly from among thousands of horses.

(End of this chapter)