She fell out after crying at the wrong grave
Chapter 140 Struggle
A'an has been waiting.
During the first few days after Hengzhi was injured, she was faced with a lot of trouble both inside and outside, and Gong Yangliang said the situation was dangerous, so she barely took off her clothes for several days.
But after these few days, Yun Cong just happened to come back from Gu Shouchun. With Gu Shouchun and his men guarding the palace, it can be said that both the city and the palace were stable.
A'ao slept all day long. Early the next morning, when it was still light, there was a knock on the door of the Shangshu Mansion.
Yunli was afraid that she had not woken up yet and disturbed her, so he lifted the bed curtain and gently stroked Ah's shoulders. When she responded, he whispered, "Madam, have you slept enough? The Minister of the Central Secretariat is here to visit and is waiting in the front hall."
Come at this time.
Ah'ao closed her eyes. Although she didn't sleep well and was always dreaming, she had regained some energy and was thinking about how to meet Lu Zhongting.
"Madam?" Yun Li saw that she was motionless and thought that she was not fully awake.
"Go tell him to wait." She had been waiting for these days, and she had to give this feeling back to Lu Zhongting.
So he turned over, curled back into the quilt and fell asleep peacefully.
Yunli stepped out and closed the door gently.
When I walked into the yard, Gong Yangliang was already doing morning exercises.
"Good morning, Mr. Gong Yang." Yun Li greeted him with a smile.
"What? Aren't you going to meet the guests?" Gong Yangliang was practicing the Five Animal Exercises, but his mind was still on the visitor.
Yun Li sighed and shook his head. "The Minister of the Central Secretariat came too early. My wife has been very tired these days. Finally, Yun Cong came yesterday. The two of us took turns to look after the master next door so that she could have a rest."
Seeing her distressed look, Gong Yangliang stopped and drank a cup of tea with a smile, "What I know is what she said before in Kezhou, that she didn't sleep well, either she had many dreams or couldn't fall asleep. When the young marquis gets better, I'll prescribe some medicine for her to cure this problem."
That’s good, Yunli nodded.
"You don't have to worry. From what I know about your wife's condition, you see she's asleep again, but actually she can't sleep at all if something happens. I'm afraid she's trying to intimidate the guy outside."
"Ah?" Yun Li was surprised, but this Zhongshu Ling was a very high-ranking official.
She went to the front hall to reply in confusion. Lu Zhongting was wearing plain clothes and looked not in good spirits, but he still smiled and said gently that he would wait.
This wait lasted for an hour and a half.
Gong Yangliang was right, A'ao really couldn't sleep at all.
Not long after Yunli left, she dressed and came out, with dark circles under her eyes, and walked across Gongyangliang with an expressionless face.
"Hey." He was confused. After all, he was her savior, so why didn't she even say hello when they met?
Although it’s not early.
But we can guess that he didn't sleep well and was in a bad mood. He didn't have anything good to say about Lu Zhongting and felt uncomfortable.
A'ao went into her room, and Yuncong moved a small stool and sat outside the bed curtain. He was so sleepy that his eyelids were almost glued together, and he kept pinching his cheeks to stay awake.
Usually he was seen in a serious and solemn manner, much more old-fashioned than Yun Cheng. Now it seemed that he was just a reserved person with the liveliness of a young man.
It has been several days, but Hengzhi still hasn't woken up.
A'ao didn't disturb Yuncong, letting him take a nap. She then opened the bed curtain and squatted beside the bed.
The wound was no longer bleeding. It must be the effect of Gong Yangliang's bottle of precious-looking medicine.
The two wounds before and after the penetrating wound were not small. At first, Gong Yangliang was afraid that he would have to suture them, but he didn't have Ma Fei San, and this place was so close to the heart, which might not be appropriate. So he applied medicine first and observed carefully. If this medicine combined with the prescription he prescribed could stabilize the injury, at least it could be delayed for a few more days, and he would suture it with needles when Gong Sheng arrived in the capital.
But it seems that it is not necessary anymore.
Ah'ao leaned over and gently lifted his shirt. Seeing that the bandage was still snow-white, she felt relieved.
Everyone has lost a lot of weight.
A's hand stopped at Hengzhi's brow and touched it.
She had some habits when she slept, and she especially liked to hug something. When she lived here as a child, Mrs. Cui had people prepare a lot of pillows for her, soft cushions, and hard mattresses, and they were always piled up on the couch.
The pillows were still there, and it was obvious that Mrs. Cui had someone take care of them regularly, so they were still very clean.
Hengzhi lay on her pillow, her scattered hair falling on the pattern on the pillow. The outline of the peach blossoms was blocked by her black hair and could not be seen clearly.
A'ao sat at the end of the bed with her back to him, her head resting on the wooden pillar, thinking about Lu Zhongting.
Unconsciously, her fingers circled around the pendant on her belt.
She is angry.
Lu Zhongting used a reason that could completely convince her to willingly follow him back to the capital. Then he willingly forged the edict, giving them, the upright officials, a legitimate reason to depose the emperor.
This is a matter where everyone contributes.
But they were all civil officials, and apart from talking and writing memorials, they really had no other contribution to the matter. In the past and present dynasties, there was no record of turmoil in the government and the country without the use of force, but only through verbal battles among civil officials.
Ever since the capital was blocked by Jin Feng, they have been unable to go out during these turbulent days, and all the hard work and fatigue have been done by the loyal army.
According to what Yun Cong had mentioned when he came the day before, there were quite a few casualties. Gong Yangliang sat down outside the gate of the Shangshu Mansion to see patients, treating all of them, whether they were civilians or wounded soldiers.
Just by looking at how busy he was, Ah-yi could guess what was going on outside.
It was just to save his life. In fact, Lu Zhongting shouldn't be blamed for anything.
But she just couldn't get over it.
Ah'ao also knew that her temper was not good.
The guilt she felt belatedly rose up in her heart little by little. It was not right to let an elder who was old enough to be her father wait for her for so long so early in the morning.
The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. Ah-yi sighed in regret and planned to go to the front hall to meet someone. But just as she was about to stand up from the bed, she felt a cold touch on her wrist.
"Why are you sighing? I'm not dead." His voice was still weak and hoarse. His body hadn't recovered from the long blood loss and his fingers were cold.
Ah'ao was so startled that she turned around and saw Hengzhi struggling to open his eyes and looking at her, looking incredibly gentle.
All other things were forgotten at once. Ah-yi indulged him and moved closer, "You're awake!"
Yun Cong was immediately awakened. He jumped up from the stool, saw two affectionate figures behind the bed curtains, and retreated silently.
Ah-yi propped her cheek up against the edge of the bed and looked him in the eye. She didn't even notice it herself, and her voice softened, "How do you feel? Do you want me to call Senior Brother Gong Yang over?"
"No." Hengzhi was too tired to say another word. He just looked at her quietly.
It’s like I haven’t seen it for a lifetime, and I can’t get enough of it.
"I'm not sighing for anything." Ah'ao held his hand and warmed it with her own. "It's Master Lu who is waiting for me outside. I haven't thought of what to say to him yet."
"Go see him first."
"You are more important." Unconsciously, the sweet words came out of his mouth.
Hengzhi curled the corners of his mouth.
In his dream, he dreamed that he really could not be saved and died here. Ah-yi hugged his coffin in great grief and cried until she almost fainted.
As expected, it was Shui Changdong who took care of his funeral. Heng Zhi was actually a little happy about the fact that his death could make her a fortune.
But he soon stopped being so happy. He fell into a coma and stopped dreaming. He thought that everything was empty after death and he would never see her again.
Then he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his limbs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and he woke up. He realized that it was his wound that hurt, and the moon he held in his arms was leaning against the end of his bed, sighing.
Not so bright anymore.
Ah'an must have been having a hard time worrying about him these days. She looked much more haggard and thinner.
Hengzhi felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do.
"come over."
Ah'ao did as she was told.
Then a kiss as light as a dragonfly touching the water fell on her lips.
There is no sensuality in it, just warmth and affection.
"Don't tease me again!" Ah-yi dodged away at once, as if blaming and acting like a spoiled child, "I'll ask Yuncong to bring you medicine, I have to go out and meet people."
I suddenly felt relieved, and even turning around while holding my skirt became easy.
Hengzhi looked at her, his eyelids became heavy and blurry, and he was about to fall asleep due to exhaustion.
Ah'an stopped halfway, as if she couldn't let go of something, turned back and hit him back.
Fortunately, before Hengzhi fell asleep completely, he received her farewell gift.
After drinking the fourth cup of tea, the princess that Lu Zhongting was waiting for rushed into the front hall in a hurry.
Lu Zhongting once visited the late Shangshu, but that was a long time ago.
The old stories of our ancestors are as hard to find as flowing water.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Ah-yi paused in front of the door, straightened her clothes, walked in calmly and sat down, "I have been busy with trivial matters these days and overslept."
Lu Zhongting smiled, but that smile was mixed with bitterness and tolerance.
"I am sorry for not thinking carefully. I forgot that Your Highness is only a young girl. Please forgive me."
After hearing this, Ah-yi was stunned.
She had thought of taking this opportunity to make things difficult for him, so that she could calm down and let the matter go. However, Lu Zhongting's words were full of meaning, and she didn't know how to respond.
A'ao wanted to say something but stopped herself. She took two big gulps of tea and took a deep breath because of the bitter taste.
"It turns out that Your Highness is not used to this tea. It is old tea, so it is bitter. It is common for it not to suit your taste."
Before early autumn, the sun in the capital was scorching and the heat was terrifying.
Ah'ao looked at the sun outside. It was the first time she spoke to Lu Zhongting so purely, without any sarcasm. She really wasn't good at it.
"Now that my uncle Prince Yi is in the palace to take care of the aftermath, I thought the Lord would not come to find me." Ah Yi looked at him, "After all, there are already two candidates, so the ministers can choose, right?"
Although Shen Yu still seemed unworthy of this throne, he also said many times that he was unwilling to clean up the mess for the Shen family.
But A'an doesn't care.
"Yes and no." Lu Zhongting said seriously, "Your Highness, do you think I am a person who would destroy the bridge after crossing the river? Since Your Highness is willing to support Jin Zhaoyi's little prince, I have no objection to your decision. However, there are so many things to be done right now, and we old bones alone cannot support the court."
Ah-yi was a little unhappy. "The young marquis and I almost lost our lives. He used his own body to capture Jin Feng in one fell swoop. Isn't that enough?"
Lu Zhongting was silent and lowered his eyes.
"Why not ask Lord Yan to come out of retirement? I can make the decision and appoint him as prime minister. Who is more proficient in managing the affairs of the court than the civil officials?" A'e had this idea a long time ago. Yan Tongjun has always been upright and incorruptible. With him in charge, everyone can rest assured.
But Lu Zhongting's face suddenly became sad. He spoke several times before he could utter a complete sentence, "My dear teacher has been seriously ill for a long time. He has been working day and night to sort out documents and compile a set of national policies. I have been by his side all the time."
"After all, he was overwhelmed with worry and fatigue, and he passed away a few days ago."
A'ao raised her head.
(End of this chapter)
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