Lingbo Luanqing Song

The prisoner was taking the pulse of Zhao Ling who had woken up. Zhao Mingge, Princess Mu, Jin Se and others were all gathered around the bed.

"The poison in the master's body has almost been resolved, there should be no serious problems, but after lying on the bed for such a long time, the body is extremely weak and needs to be recuperated."

The three of them were overjoyed when they heard this, Zhao Mingge went to the bed and took Zhao Ling's hand: "Ling'er, you are finally willing to wake up, but you made me wait so hard."

Zhao Ling slowly withdrew his hand, frowning slightly: "Excuse me, are you..."

The first snow of this year was still falling sparsely. Zhao Ling, who just woke up from sleep, found a person lying beside the bed, with a slender waist, a thin face, and a pleasant fragrance.

Zhao Ling had always disliked being close to strangers, but he was inexplicably not against this woman who had behaved strangely since she woke up.He stretched out his hand to put his robe on her body, but the woman had already woken up, and cast her eyes unsparingly.

The eyes of the two meet, one is unwilling to explore, the other is bewildered and embarrassed.

"Your eyebrows and eyes are so pretty..." Zhao Ling couldn't help saying something.

Zhao Mingge raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "I don't just have good-looking eyebrows and eyes, this princess looks good everywhere!"

As he spoke, he stood up and looked at the snow still falling outside the window, and said, "Do you want to go for a walk with you?"

Zhao Ling stood there, as if waiting for Zhao Mingge to dress himself.Zhao Mingge was stunned, unfolded a robe to help Zhao Ling put on, and then bent down to tie the belt, a little impatient after failing several times, Zhao Ling smiled, gently patted her hands away, and tied it up by himself.Zhao Mingge blushed with anger, picked up Da'ao at the side and wrapped Zhao Ling in tightly, and stuffed a Tang Pozi into her hand before opening the door.

The courtyard outside Zhao Ling's house is not very big, and now that it's snowing, the small courtyard lined with vast whiteness has a special atmosphere.

The cold wind hit, maybe it was a little cold, Zhao Mingge burrowed into Zhao Ling's big turtle, took her arm with one hand, stepped on the thin snow, and stepped into the courtyard step by step.

"Jin Se said that I was plotted and injured by the gangsters, but fortunately Princess Shao saved me and stayed in the mansion to recuperate."

Opening his mouth, he didn't want a ray of cold to slip into his throat and go straight to his heart and lungs. Zhao Ling choked, bent down and coughed several times.

Zhao Mingge patted Zhao Ling's back lightly, and said slightly reproachfully, "If you are not in good health, don't worry about talking!"

Her throat moved, and she hesitated to speak, "Jin Se...what else did she say?"

Zhao Ling turned to look at Zhao Mingge and smiled weakly, "She also said that our relationship is very good, very good. But, I don't remember."

"Yeah, you remember everyone except me."

Zhao Mingge looked at her steadfastly: "The prisoner said that when a person has been thinking about another person for more than ten years, that person is what she most wants to forget subconsciously. You once told me that you hate this person." A feeling of lovesickness."

The breathing of the two people turned into balls of white mist in the courtyard of the first snow to interfere with each other, and with the slowly falling snowflakes between them, a thin layer of water vapor formed on the eyelashes between the eyebrows and eyes.

Zhao Ling's brows and feet were slightly raised, as if this was a kind of familiar but untraceable memory.

"The person I've missed for more than ten years?"

Zhao Ling tilted his head and thought for a long time, and met the eyes of the person in front of him, "Is it you?"

Zhao Mingge smiled heartily and warmly, and directly melted the corners of Zhao Ling's cold mouth, evoking a beautiful arc, and blooming a shallow smile hidden inside.

After the snow had passed, Zhao Ling's health gradually improved.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Mingge saw Zhao Ling sitting on the porch and fiddling with something seriously.

"Backo, although the weather is sunny, it's still deep winter, why don't you burn a charcoal basin next to her?"

Ever since he knew that Jinse was the back of the Four Dragons of Qinghai, Zhao Mingge had a playful heart, every time he saw Jinse, he would yell "backside". Now that Jinse sees Zhao Mingge like a mouse seeing a cat, can Hide as far as you can.

Looking at Jin Se who had fled, Zhao Ling stopped what he was doing and said with a smile, "I've never seen her so afraid of anyone."

Zhao Mingge stuck out his tongue and smiled innocently.

"This is for the princess."

Zhao Ling handed the object in front of Zhao Mingge, "Jinse found it from my original clothes, I think it's only half finished, and I'll finish it when I'm bored these few days."

Zhao Mingge took the object and took a closer look, it turned out to be an exquisite seal, carefully carved with a small piece of Qinan agarwood, engraved with the words 'Zhao Mingge'.

"It turns out that you asked Jin Se to come to the mansion to ask me for the characters I wanted, because you wanted to copy seals and carve them into chapters..."

"I forgot the reason, but Jinse said that I keep this thing on my body all the time, and I will engrave it twice when I have time. I think I want to surprise the princess, and I always feel that there is an important day recently, but carefully If you think about it, you don’t have a clue.”

Zhao Mingge shook his head lightly, held Zhao Ling's face in both hands, his eyes were a little red: "Ling'er, thank you, this will be my most cherished birthday present."

The tip of their noses touched lightly, their breaths stirred slightly, and Zhao Ling's heartbeat suddenly stopped as he looked at the lingering eyes in front of him.Her inaudible opening, seemed to be amazed, seemed to appreciate,

"Your eyes...like the warm sun..."

Zhao Mingge's long eyelashes moved, and his ears came closer: "En? What did you just say?"

From this angle, Zhao Ling could just see Zhao Mingge's profile immersed in the warm sun. If he had to use a word to describe it, Zhao Ling would say 'that is a beautiful warmth' at this moment.

Withdrawing his empty thoughts, Zhao Ling turned his body slightly, and replied after a little thought: "So this is a birthday present I prepared for you. Since you are so important to me, why do I remember my father and my mother? Remember elder brother, remember Jin Se and the others, but why don't you have any impression of you?"

"That's because Ling'er was a little tired. God wanted Ling'er to rest, so he temporarily took me out of your mind. When Ling'er is fully recovered, you will be able to think of me again."

Zhao Mingge lightly tapped his finger between Zhao Ling's eyebrows, and smiled softly and brightly, "When you think of me, you can...marry me?"

The four eyes are disturbed, both of them shook their expressions slightly, it seems that there is a memory hidden in the depths, like a clear spring stirring up jade, turning the bright moon hanging in the mist, and finally swaying in a thousand ways. Out of ten thousand meandering waves.

Zeng Juvenile, Kyoto, in front of the street

'I was just thinking, the person I, Zhao Mingge will fall in love with in the future, must be riding a white ghost horse standing under the moonlight, a hero to save me when I am in deep distress, and from now on I will fight the sword to the end of the world! '

'What about me?If I did this, you. ． ．will you like me? ! '

'OK!If there is such a day, I will marry you, okay? '

Zhao Mingge straightened up slowly, caressing the finger that just tapped between her eyebrows, the thousands of thoughts that fell in Zhao Ling's eyes rippling, slowly swaying and hanging between the eyebrows layer by layer.

It turns out that the past that can be read but cannot be said, but can be tossed and sleepless, is all about her. ． ．

Zhao Mingge took out a small knife from the fruit plate on the side, cut his thumb open under Zhao Ling's surprised eyes, slowly soaked the blood on the dark red Qinan agarwood, and then turned to face the person in front of him. Pressed up, before Zhao Ling could react, the words 'Zhao Mingge' appeared vaguely on his cheek.

"Here! Don't wipe it off!"

Zhao Mingge hurriedly held Zhao Ling's hand that he subconsciously wanted to wipe, "Now there is a seal as proof, and my surname will be named after your name, Zhao Ling, you are now legitimately my Zhao Mingge's person. Life cannot be changed!"

"Zhao... Ling?"

"What's wrong? Did you remember something?"

Zhao Ling shook his head, and smiled slightly at Zhao Mingge: "I just think this name...is very nice~"