Chapter 90 (1/2)
Under the eaves corner of the copper bell in the drizzle, sky blue smoke blurred River color.
Pedestrians were in a hurry on the street.
He spread his cape with both arms, and protected her to the nearby Buddhist temple for shelter from the rain.
”Cold?”
The man was nervous and looked at her pale face.
”No problem.” She took out the Supa and gently wiped the water on his cheek.
”But your majesty, to keep me out of the rain, I'm all wet.”
”You don't have to worry about me. I've always practiced martial arts and I'm in good health. The light rain and breeze are nothing.”
Zhao Huaijin tail pointed to hook up her hair on the temples, to the ear don't be good, ”you just need to take care of yourself, don't always let me see heartache.”
Lin Lang gave him a smile.
”Your Majesty, since all of you have come to the Buddhist temple here, you will feel good if you are sincere. You might as well go in and pay a visit to it.”
He looked up at the temple plaque, clouds.
Clouds and mountains, born in accordance with the wind, but also died because of the wind.
Life is light.
It has its own destiny.
”Good.”
He held out his hand and clasped her fingers.
Step forward calmly.
In front of the Mahavira hall, the Buddha statues of Sakyamuni are round and solemn. The eighteen Arhats guarding both sides are angry or laughing, and their eyes and eyebrows are clouded in Chenxiang, and everything is like falling into a dream.
Zhao Huaijin closed his palms and slowly opened his eyes.
My sweetheart is half kneeling by his side, and his long black hair falls gently on the edge of the train like a green lotus by the lake. He looked at her closed that pair of eyes that made his heart move, just as in those years, the beautiful outline seemed to dye the flowers and rain of Jiangnan, hazy dream of the past.
He was silent.
Outside the hall, peach blossom was born.
The hall is full of burning sound.
The bamboo stick is shaking.
Two swallows in the corridor, leaving intertwined silhouettes.
”Lin Lang, do you believe in the past life?”
He looked at the Buddha quietly and wondered if there was a love that was unforgettable but could not be found before the sage became a Buddha.
Knife edge courtship, black and blue.
How can someone be so stupid as to throw himself into the net again and again?
Beautiful woman eyelashes tremble slightly, lip bead Yan run.
”The world seeks God, Buddha, marriage and official career, but it is for peace of mind. As for those illusory past and present life, it is the dream made up by some depressed and frustrated poor scholars. The West Chamber moon has always lived in the whitewashed story books of gifted scholars and beauties. ”
”Is it?”
You've always been so sober.
Only I can never see clearly.
He chuckled in a low voice.
”But I believe it.”
The bamboo stick fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
He didn't pick up the sign.
”It's too late. Let your men come out.” Zhao Huaijin said lightly.
Lin Lang slowly opened her eyes and drew a line of streamer. She laughed like a spring flower. ”Your Majesty is really smart, and you can't hide anything from your ears and eyes.”
The bell in her sleeve.
The soldiers and horses lurking in the dark show lofty and murderous spirit.
The Liuyun temple has long been besieged.
Qi Cunzhi, who was dressed in black, had a cold face and a long sword flying around his waist. He did not hesitate to walk towards Linlang.
Zhao Huaijin held out his hand to see his seriousness.
She pointed to if spring onion, gently fell on the man's palm, closed, clenched.
They looked at each other and laughed.
It's like a couple of lovers who live and die together.
His eyes were obscure.
That's how you like him?
Do you want to betray him again and again?
The emperor's beautiful face is full of frost piled indifference, even the pupil is not a trace of temperature, ”that night, you said to end all the gratitude and resentment, start again, are lying to me?”
”Why, is your majesty really deceived by me?” ”Oh, I'm so sorry. I thought that your majesty is a ruthless and ruthless man. How could he fall into a trap like this kind of inferior deception, as clever as you
”What would you do if I really believed you?” He has a slight hoarseness.
Now that you've cheated, why don't you cheat more?
He was blinded by deception, and could no longer listen to the advice of his loyal officials.
She tilted her head as if she had thought it over.
Lin Lang has a bad smile.
”Well How about leaving your whole body? ”
He ”Oh” a, laugh voice with a bit of ghost.
”Are you so confident that you can leave me here today?”
”It's a pity that you may not have heard of Mantis catching cicadas, and yellow finches are behind.”
Zhao Huaijin snapped his fingers, and a group of well-equipped armour soldiers, spears and swords, flashed with senleng's light.
From the night attack of the state banquet to the two assassinations on the qingnu River, all of these coincide horribly.How can these people be so accurate in their whereabouts?
But he was betrayed.
And this man is his most familiar and most defenceless wife.
After they jumped into the river, they erased all traces, but there were still assassins following them. When he was walking with Lin Lang on his back, he happened to watch her break the branches along the way to play. He thought it was unintentional, but he never thought it was a tip off.
So is the ambush in Liuyun temple.
The flowered skirt girl who threw copper money at him seemed to be weak, but she had hidden murder.
She is acting.
But he was acting, too.
I don't know who is in the play.
Qi Cunzhi frowns slightly and subconsciously blocks Lin Lang behind him.
”Pa Pa Pa Pa --”
Lin Lang chuckled and clapped her hands with a smile. She did not feel flustered at all. ”It's really your majesty. She didn't tell me what she saw through. She kept a hand, and even Lin Lang cheated her.”
”You know, the crime of regicide should be punished by nine clans.” His eyes were frozen.
”So?”
Zhao Huaijin pursed his thin lips.
”I'll give you one last chance.”
”As long as you return to the past, you can not blame me.”
Lin Lang smelt speech and laughed, ”it sounds like a good condition, but your majesty, why do you treat me so well?”
The man was silent for a long time.
Why?
Why doesn't she know?
You know, I like you.
Therefore, self deception, rather think of you as a forced weak woman, have to be coerced by others, to betray themselves.
Before entering Liuyun temple, he also lied to himself that those masters' breath lurking in the temple might be aimed at other people.