Fifty-first bowl of soup (ten)

"How is this going?"

"General! General, you are back!" The steward saw Chi Jing from a distance, and hurried forward to greet him. Chi Jing rode on the horse and frowned slightly when he saw the father and daughter squatting outside the general's house and wailing and causing the people to watch. Qi: "They came to see the lady?"

"Exactly. I asked Madam for help. Madam refused to see them, so she quarreled outside the door. The minion wanted to let people move them away, but he was worried that they would be said to be bullying..."

Chi Jing got off his horse, took off his cloak and handed it to the guard. Miss Tan raised her head and looked at her innocently, realizing for the first time that such a man with strong masculinity was much more handsome than those white-faced scholars. She had been fortunate enough to have seen the general and Tan Youling get along several times. Such a tall and strong man was tender and tender in front of Tan Youling. Although there was no expression on his face, how could his eyes hide from others.

She thought that Chi Jing was walking towards her when she dismounted. She sorted out her words, but saw that Chi Jing passed by and went straight into the gate of the General’s Mansion. They threw me to Jingzhao Mansion and punished them as guilty."

"Yes!"

Chi Jing didn't care what the people would think of him, and how he would evaluate his ruthless behavior towards Yue Zhang's family.

He didn't care anymore.

Tan Youling was reading in the room. Hearing that the general returned home, he quickly put down his books and went out to greet him. By coincidence, Chi Jing walked into the yard, and she flew into his arms like a cheerful bird, and asked with her small face up, "The general is back." ?"

The voice was soft and sweet, Chi Jing's eyes couldn't help but soften, and he hugged her and walked into the room. She began to tell him what she did when he was away, what books she read, and asked him if he was hungry or tired, Chi Jing answered them one by one, and then told her where he went today. What errand the emperor entrusted to himself, after this errand, I can rest for a few days, and where I want to take her to play so much.

At the beginning of the rainy night, Tan Youling lay on Chi Jing’s chest, sighing like a happy but dazed: "I never thought that one day I would be able to live such a life. If I can be with my husband, no matter how much hardship I suffer. Also willing."

Chi Jing didn't respond, and stroked her long hair with his big hands again and again, how could he talk to her with sorrow in his heart. After a moment of silence, Fang said, "If I walk in front of you, you don't have to keep the festival for me and live the life you want to live."

"What is the general talking nonsense?" Tan Youling was a little angry, and she raised her eyebrows. "Does the general want me to remarry that way?"

"Naturally, I didn't mean that. It's just that...you are young and have no children to worry about. If you can find the wishful man, wouldn't it be better than staying in this cold general mansion?"

"Is the general so sure that I will leave first?" Tan Youling's nose was sour, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or sad.

Chi Jing sighed lightly: "Ling'er, I am in my 30s, and I am nearly 20 years older than you. I have been fighting on the battlefield over the years and have suffered countless injuries. I am so pitiful to live to this day." , He was silent for a while before continuing, "I'm afraid that there is no such blessing to be with you."

Tan Youling couldn't see him saying such a thing, hugged him tightly, pressed against his chest, and whispered: "So what, the general is alive, and I am the general's wife. If the general is dead, I won't live alone."

"Don't say something childish." Chi Jing's voice was soft, as if he was coaxing a willful child.

"I don't. You have to wait for me on the Naihe Bridge. If I die first, I will wait for you there too."

After hearing this, Chi Jing felt mixed. How did he tell her that not everyone will pass the Naihe Bridge. Most people go straight to reincarnation after death. As for people like him... they jumped off Wangchuan, even their souls are no longer complete, how can they be with her? Goodbye? Whether there is an afterlife or not is a question, and where can you promise to stay forever?

"My fate with you is only this life. In the next life, you will be clean and remember nothing." He chuckled at her love like an elder, "I can't force it."

Can't force it.

Tan Youling didn't understand why no matter how happy they were, his eyes were still so sad, and he didn't understand why she tried her best to dispel the loneliness and alienation from him. She didn't know what she had to do to save this. Man, because she didn't know why he was sad.

He said nothing to her.

Even as his wife, even if he was embraced by this man, even if he respected her, loved her, and cared for her, he still didn't tell her anything.

"I like my husband." Tan Youling said with her eyes closed. "I like it very much. I like it to the point that if I can, I am willing to bear all the pain for my husband. I don't know what is in my husband's heart, and I don't want to know. But I will always be with you, no matter what the future is, no matter what happens in the past, I All accompanied."

"I don't force it, but if you can hold it in your hand, who is willing to give up?"

Chi Jing was shocked.

"I will never leave you, and I will never like others again." After she said this, Chi Jingguang's naked chest felt hot.

Those are the tears of Tan Youling.

Then she hugged him to a deep sleep, and did not speak again, leaving Chi Jing awake all night.

When he woke up the next morning, Tan Youling was still the same as before, happily and earnestly living every day. It's just that she might be frightened by Chi Jing. As long as he is in the house, she always likes to follow him. She will follow him wherever he goes.

About seven or eight years after their happy days, Tan Youling, who is in her twenties, is still beautiful. She has become noble and graceful, but she does not lose the purity and beauty of her daughter's family. Chi Jing is also very young. It is a pity that they There was no child from beginning to end.

Without children, there is no concern, which is true for Chi Jing.

In recent days, Tan Youling discovered that her husband, who had always been cold-spirited, seemed to have adjusted his personal settings with him, and began to stick to her. She went to the palace to talk to the empress, and he also wanted to follow. He was inconvenient to listen to women's topics, so he waited outside, he didn't want to leave her anyway.

At first Tan Youling felt very sweet. She really rarely saw such Chi Jing, but she didn't understand until Chi Jing fell down. He knew that his deadline was approaching, so he refused to leave her and wanted to accompany her more. A little more.

In the past six months, he has stopped helping the emperor, staying by her side all day long, following her in everything, and agreeing to everything she says.

Now Tan Youling finally knows why.

Chi Rui's illness is coming so fiercely, even the imperial doctor can't diagnose what it is, only knows that his body is gradually declining, facing death without warning.

Compared with the sadness of the emperor and the others, Tan Youling was very calm.

On the night Chi Jing left, no one was accompanied except Tan Youling. He gazed gently at the girl who had been with him for so many years, trying to raise his hand to wipe her tears, but he didn't have the energy.

Tan Youling finally couldn't hold back her tears. She tremblingly kissed Chi Jing's lips and forehead, and asked him, "Are you leaving?"

Chi Jing said: "Yes."

"I can't bear you." Her tears were even more urgent and fierce, and she felt heartbroken.

"Don't cry." He touched her face hard with scrawny hands. "I will feel bad."

Tan Youling reluctantly rubbed his hand with her small face, and took a deep breath: "It's a pity, this life can only be with you for ten years. If there is another life..."

If there is an afterlife.

It's good to have an afterlife.

Chi Jing didn't tell her anything about herself. From beginning to end, Tan Youling didn't know who she had loved for so many years, and she didn't even know the name of her lover.

Even Chi Jing couldn't remember it herself.

He said nothing, looked at her, then closed his eyes.

Tan Youling leaned against his chest, like every night he slept in embrace in the past ten years. She promised from the bottom of her heart that she would not be too sad and would not follow him, but how could such a good person meet a second one?

After Chi Jing's death, the emperor and queen were very worried about Tan Youling's emotions. After all, they both saw how affectionate these two people were, but Tan Youling still lived quietly every day, but would spend a long time in a daze.

According to Chi Jing's wishes, everything at the funeral was kept simple. When carrying the spirit, Tan Youling seemed to see Ye Qianlu in the crowd. She wasn't sure if she had read it wrong, but it didn't matter, the general was no longer in this world, and those love, hatred and hatred were not important.

Ye Qianlu is still married to her previous cousin, but her life was not good. She hid in the crowd and watched the coffin was lifted. There lay the man she owed her all her life, but he didn’t want him in this life. She's gone. His wife is so beautiful and noble, and he has long been excluded from his life.

She came to see him for the last time, without knowing what it was for.

Without Chi Jing, Tan Youling still has to continue to live, but the longer he lives, the more he misses it.

No one would hug her in the middle of the night, no one would talk softly in her ear, and she would never see that person again. This sad mood made Tan Youling unable to control herself. She wanted to follow Chi Jing more than once, but she held it back.

She agreed to let him go alone instead of looking for him.

Because even if you go, you can't find where he is.

That day Tan Youling tossed in bed for a long time and couldn't sleep. She changed the big bed in the bedroom because there would be no more general holding her in her arms from behind. She would think of him every night, but missed it too much. pain.

I don't know how long it took, she seemed to be asleep, and it didn't seem to be. In the dream, a white and tender little ball ran to her happily, hugged her calf and looked up at her, smiling.

Tan Youling has no children, but likes them very much, so he bent down and asked, "Who are you and what is your name?"

Xiao Tuanzi smiled and curled his big eyes: "My name is Mo Ze."