You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 274 You promised to be responsible for me

The first year of the Qing Dynasty.

Due to the failure of the negotiations between Nan Ying and Qing Dynasty, most of the envoys from the two countries died in a shipwreck. It is rumored that the negotiating envoy Ling Shumo and the first painter Bai Wan also died.

Prince Song Yuanshan of Qing was furious. He wrote a letter to the state to condemn Nan Ying and then launched the Chijiang Rebellion.

The 40,000-strong army outside the city successfully crossed the river mouth during the patrol, began to invade the marginal prefectures of Nanying, captured tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and even began to attack the temporary capital of Nanying, Caizhou, by approaching the key pass.

Nan Ying was weak and was beaten to the point where he could hardly fight back.

On the night when he was defeated again.

Nanying temporary palace.

The powerless Emperor Jiaxing had a haggard face, with dark circles under his eyes like coal balls hanging on his face, and there was really no trace of blood in his face.

He lay on the bed and looked at those so-called "elixirs of immortality" with long sighs, and in an instant he swept all the elixirs to the ground.

Maybe it was because he lost the imperial power, or maybe it was because Nan Ying was exhausted from not being able to defeat Qing Chao, and also because of the long-term use of a variety of drugs that caused him to become mentally unclear.

Jiaxing's eyes were confused, and at the last moment when he was crushing the pill, he accidentally knocked over the candle holder next to him.

In an instant, a raging fire broke out, and the flames burned through the curtain onto his yellow undergarment with a dragon pattern on it.

He didn't even have time to cry out before the entire bedroom was burned down.

That night, Jiaxing of Nanying died.

All the Taoists and doctors were taken out for trial, and they were all charged with bringing disaster to the country and the people.

In particular, almost all the doctors who had prepared the elixir of immortality for the retired Emperor Jiaxing were killed, including the imperial physicians.

The first year of the Qing Dynasty, the second day of June.

The Qing Dynasty defeated more than 20,000 of their troops in Caizhou City, captured countless prisoners and weapons, and occupied Caizhou City that month.

On the 27th, Qing Chao and Ling Yu attacked the city from both sides and broke into it.

Just two months after the negotiations, Emperor Xuanxing of Nanying surrendered.

From then on, the so-called Nanying was declared dead.

Things have changed!

……

"Abai, why aren't you awake yet?"

Ling Shumo's fingertips gently stroked the jade cheek of the person on the bed, his voice helpless and gentle.

"You haven't talked to me for a long time..."

He looked at the man who was sleeping quietly with his eyes and eyebrows closed, as motionless as a baby.

Bai Wan has a handsome face, and although his peach blossom eyes are closed, one can still guess how charming he would be when they are opened.

Three months had passed since the drowning incident, and Bai Wan had been lying there for three months without any sign of waking up.

Master Kongming said that although Baiwan had tried his best to survive at that time, it had suffered a great deal of stimulation after all, and the lesion, which had been sustained for a long time, was almost drowning.

What's so great about that? It's obvious that this person just doesn't want to drag him down, what nonsense!

There is no one who has never been in the water and can become a white shark in the waves in one try.

Why didn't he have time to stop it at that time!

Ling Shumo has been guarding the place day and night these days, not daring to leave for even a moment, for fear that he would wake up if he was distracted.

After receiving the letter, Song Yuanshan, who founded Daqing, asked him to serve as an official in the court, but was rejected.

Ling Shumo wrote in the letter:

The so-called Mount Tai is like an iceberg to him, but he keeps his mind clear and does not fall into the trap of worldly affairs.

Everyone knows about the accident of that shipwreck.

At this moment, he took Bai Wan's hand and gently placed it on his cheek, as if using his body temperature to warm her cold body.

Walk hand in hand for a lifetime, stay together and grow old together.

Apart from this person, there are only the four treasures of the study.

For three whole months, Ling Shumo wrote with emotion, and every word was full of deep affection.

He wrote down the feelings he had for many years of knowing each other in cursive script, stretching and extending it to turn all his affection into longing.

The entire volume of Meng Ran Tie contains 60,000 words. He writes a chapter every few days, reminiscing about the good old days. Every word is touching.

It is a tearful longing and an obsession with hoping that the beloved will wake up.

After writing these heart-wrenching words, the hand he was holding became even colder and thinner.

Compared to the five years of separation seven years ago, these three months were even more painful because the person was clearly alive and he couldn't communicate with him.

Seems alive, but also seems dead.

"You promised to be responsible for me."

Whether it is the mind or the body, this person has to take responsibility.

Ling Shumo hugged Bai Wan tightly, rubbing his ears against hers without any response, and suddenly closed his eyes.

Outside the door, people watching this scene couldn't help but sigh. This man, who was not tolerated by the world, had been watching with all his might for three months, almost never leaving.

It was as if the only thing left in the world was the person on the bed.

For some reason, even Master Kongming, a monk, felt compassion in his heart and involuntarily put his hands together.

"Amitabha! Good! Good!"