Chapter 69: Sorrowful Memories
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In this way, what the old man said was true. Zhao Ling was also a little excited for a while, she walked to the bed, held Meng Yuan's hand, and said happily, "A-Yuan, it seemed that your cold poison can be cured."
He could no longer endure the pain in his heart when the cold poison attacked every month, no longer need to rely on a wheelchair to walk, but could walk like a normal person, and he could be the proud son of the fresh clothes and angry horses again.
"Ling'er." Meng Yuan stared at Zhao Ling with a smile like a flower, and was deeply moved. He didn't care whether his cold poison could be cured or not, he was just delighted by Zhao Ling's affection for him.
His Ling'er thought about him so much, how could he not be elated?
With the blue-eyed spirit fox, Situ Gong immediately became motivated. After he quickly retired, he immediately began to study the preparation of the antidote. The blood of the fox was just one of the most crucial materials, and other items were needed to assist.
After noon, everything was ready and everyone was ready to go. Meng Yuan gave the order to return.
At dusk, a round of sunset hung on the line of the sea and the sky, the sea surface was sparkling, and the sea breeze came slowly. Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan scattered Old Man Duan's ashes on the sea, and the ashes were carried in the wind, symbolizing Old Man Duan's longing for a free soul.
"Old man, go all the way." Zhao Ling said silently in her heart.
Afterwards, the two sat side by side on the deck to enjoy the beautiful sunset over the sea.
"A-Yuan." Zhao Ling leaned lazily on Meng Yuan's shoulder, her beautiful eyes narrowed, like a lazy and elegant cat.
"Huh?" Meng Yuan looked at Zhao Ling like this, with a gentle smile on his face, he couldn't help kissing her on the forehead.
"Tell me about what happened to Kinugawa seven years ago."
"Ling'er want to hear?"
"Yes."
"Okay." Meng Yuan said eloquently as he fell into his memories. "Seven years ago, Beidi's army was approaching Zhengyang Pass, and my father and the king led an army of a hundred thousand troops to help, and they took two cities in a row. However, when they attacked the third city, Jingzhou City, they encountered the plot of He Yuanshan, the general of Beidi who was seriously injured. When I heard the news, I asked to go to Jingzhou City for support. In order to save time, I only brought ten thousand flying cloud riders and more than a hundred Momen brothers who volunteered to rush to the battlefield with me.
"After I reunited with my father, I found that he was in a coma with poisoning and was in danger of losing his life. So I ordered to block the news that my father was critically ill and to fight in his place. In the first battle that day, I shot and killed the Beidi general He Yuanshan, and the Beidi army was forced to retreat dozens of miles. I was eager to take my father back to heal his wounds.
"The army marched all the way to the Kinu River outside Jingzhou City. There was a long and narrow valley in Kinugawa, and the terrain was easy to defend and difficult to attack. At that time, my father was extremely weak, and it was not suitable to travel for days. So I ordered the army to stay overnight in Kinugawa.
"Who knew that an accident would happen that night. A fire broke out suddenly, but the only passage in the canyon was closed, and hundred thousand troops were burned to death overnight, all buried in the canyon. My father was so angry but he was poisoned and died, and I did not know why I was poisoned with the same poison as my father's.
"Fortunately, the exquisite blood jade on my body suppressed some of the poison and was able to survive. The few surviving Momon senior brothers desperately rescued me from Kinugawa."
When Meng Yuan remembered the scene of that day, his whole body was tense and his heart ached. The hundred thousand army and a hundred thousand lives turned into piles of scorched bones overnight, and those brothers and sisters who voluntarily followed him to the battlefield ended up with no bones left in the end.
Every time he thought about it, he felt that the pain he had endured over the years was insignificant at all.
He swore that he would find out the truth of the tragedy at that time, avenge his father and king, and give justice to the hundred thousand soldiers and hundreds of Momen brothers and sisters.
Zhao Ling knew that recalling this experience would make Meng Yuan feel uncomfortable, but she deliberately asked him to tell her. She didn't want him to bury his pain deep in his heart. People who didn't talk about it were often easy to cause psychological problems.
She hugged Meng Yuan's waist, raised her hand to slowly ease the pain between his brows, and said softly, "Ah-Yuan, everything is over, I will be with you in the future." So, your pain we will share together. She thought to herself.
Meng Yuan was moved, and felt extremely soft in his heart. His Ling'er was so considerate, gentle and compassionate, how could he not love her?
"Ling'er, being able to meet you is the luckiest thing in my life."
Zhao Ling smiled gently. For her, why not?
"According to what you just said, you and your father should have the same poison. Could it be Yin Zhan who poisoned him?" Zhao Ling pondered.
"Yin Zhan said that he was the initiator, and he must have something to do with this matter." Mentioning Yin Zhan, Meng Yuan's face turned cold, and his anger suddenly appeared.
Seeing that he lost control again, Zhao Ling patted his back and whispered, "A-Yuan."
Meng Yuan returned to his senses and continued: "But this king believes that Yin Zhan's strength and power alone couldn't have made such a big noise."
Zhao Ling agreed. She remembered what Wuchen said before his death, which seemed to confirm Meng Yuan's guess. Seeing that he seemed to have a comprehensive plan, Zhao Ling stopped talking. Whatever he wanted to do, she would always support him by his side.
"Speaking of which, this Yin Zhan is an infatuated kind. For so many years, he has been obsessed with Yan'er." Zhao Ling glanced at Meng Yuan with a deep meaning, and said in a hurry.
Meng Yuan seemed to understand what Zhao Ling was saying, and explained anxiously. "Ling'er, you believe me, there was only brother and sister relationship between Yaner and I, and nothing else. The person Yaner liked was Yin. Zhan. At Mozhuang Taolin that day, Yan'er came to me to cry because she had a falling out with the elder and was angry at Yin Zhan's unclear attitude towards her."
"Oh, what about you, do you like Yan'er?" Zhao Ling asked seriously.
Meng Yuan quickly shook his head, "I only have brother and sister love for Yan'er, and I have absolutely no other thoughts."
Seeing how he was anxious to explain for fear of her misunderstanding, Zhao Ling smiled and said to him, "Okay, I believe in you. A-Yuan, I just hope that we can be honest with each other, not like Yin Zhan and Yan. Like that, you obviously like the other person but don't say it, and you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Meng Yuan understood, and suddenly smiled charmingly. "Then can I think, Ling'er, you like me?"
Zhao Ling admitted generously: "Yes, I like you. But if you can't do what I want, I can give up my liking for you."
Meng Yuan was shocked. Mo'er wants to give up her liking and fall in love with others? Just imagining it made him feel unbearable.
He hugged Zhao Ling tightly and said in a muffled voice, "This king will not allow it, Ling'er. You can only like me, and you are not allowed to like other men."
"So, you accept my conditions?" Zhao Ling asked, raising her eyebrows.
"No matter what the conditions are, this king will accept it." Even if he were to die, he would never tolerate Ling'er liking other men.
Zhao Ling looked at him and said word by word, "My condition is that we'll have to be a couple for the rest of our lives, at least, for the rest of my life. I can't share my life with other women when it comes to love. Do you accept?"
She knew that in this day and age, such an idea was an alternative and might not be accepted by the world.. Here, even the commoner Bai Ding would have three wives and four concubines, not to mention Meng Yuan's dignified lordship. Would he accept?
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In this way, what the old man said was true. Zhao Ling was also a little excited for a while, she walked to the bed, held Meng Yuan's hand, and said happily, "A-Yuan, it seemed that your cold poison can be cured."
He could no longer endure the pain in his heart when the cold poison attacked every month, no longer need to rely on a wheelchair to walk, but could walk like a normal person, and he could be the proud son of the fresh clothes and angry horses again.
"Ling'er." Meng Yuan stared at Zhao Ling with a smile like a flower, and was deeply moved. He didn't care whether his cold poison could be cured or not, he was just delighted by Zhao Ling's affection for him.
His Ling'er thought about him so much, how could he not be elated?
With the blue-eyed spirit fox, Situ Gong immediately became motivated. After he quickly retired, he immediately began to study the preparation of the antidote. The blood of the fox was just one of the most crucial materials, and other items were needed to assist.
After noon, everything was ready and everyone was ready to go. Meng Yuan gave the order to return.
At dusk, a round of sunset hung on the line of the sea and the sky, the sea surface was sparkling, and the sea breeze came slowly. Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan scattered Old Man Duan's ashes on the sea, and the ashes were carried in the wind, symbolizing Old Man Duan's longing for a free soul.
"Old man, go all the way." Zhao Ling said silently in her heart.
Afterwards, the two sat side by side on the deck to enjoy the beautiful sunset over the sea.
"A-Yuan." Zhao Ling leaned lazily on Meng Yuan's shoulder, her beautiful eyes narrowed, like a lazy and elegant cat.
"Huh?" Meng Yuan looked at Zhao Ling like this, with a gentle smile on his face, he couldn't help kissing her on the forehead.
"Tell me about what happened to Kinugawa seven years ago."
"Ling'er want to hear?"
"Yes."
"Okay." Meng Yuan said eloquently as he fell into his memories. "Seven years ago, Beidi's army was approaching Zhengyang Pass, and my father and the king led an army of a hundred thousand troops to help, and they took two cities in a row. However, when they attacked the third city, Jingzhou City, they encountered the plot of He Yuanshan, the general of Beidi who was seriously injured. When I heard the news, I asked to go to Jingzhou City for support. In order to save time, I only brought ten thousand flying cloud riders and more than a hundred Momen brothers who volunteered to rush to the battlefield with me.
"After I reunited with my father, I found that he was in a coma with poisoning and was in danger of losing his life. So I ordered to block the news that my father was critically ill and to fight in his place. In the first battle that day, I shot and killed the Beidi general He Yuanshan, and the Beidi army was forced to retreat dozens of miles. I was eager to take my father back to heal his wounds.
"The army marched all the way to the Kinu River outside Jingzhou City. There was a long and narrow valley in Kinugawa, and the terrain was easy to defend and difficult to attack. At that time, my father was extremely weak, and it was not suitable to travel for days. So I ordered the army to stay overnight in Kinugawa.
"Who knew that an accident would happen that night. A fire broke out suddenly, but the only passage in the canyon was closed, and hundred thousand troops were burned to death overnight, all buried in the canyon. My father was so angry but he was poisoned and died, and I did not know why I was poisoned with the same poison as my father's.
"Fortunately, the exquisite blood jade on my body suppressed some of the poison and was able to survive. The few surviving Momon senior brothers desperately rescued me from Kinugawa."
When Meng Yuan remembered the scene of that day, his whole body was tense and his heart ached. The hundred thousand army and a hundred thousand lives turned into piles of scorched bones overnight, and those brothers and sisters who voluntarily followed him to the battlefield ended up with no bones left in the end.
Every time he thought about it, he felt that the pain he had endured over the years was insignificant at all.
He swore that he would find out the truth of the tragedy at that time, avenge his father and king, and give justice to the hundred thousand soldiers and hundreds of Momen brothers and sisters.
Zhao Ling knew that recalling this experience would make Meng Yuan feel uncomfortable, but she deliberately asked him to tell her. She didn't want him to bury his pain deep in his heart. People who didn't talk about it were often easy to cause psychological problems.
She hugged Meng Yuan's waist, raised her hand to slowly ease the pain between his brows, and said softly, "Ah-Yuan, everything is over, I will be with you in the future." So, your pain we will share together. She thought to herself.
Meng Yuan was moved, and felt extremely soft in his heart. His Ling'er was so considerate, gentle and compassionate, how could he not love her?
"Ling'er, being able to meet you is the luckiest thing in my life."
Zhao Ling smiled gently. For her, why not?
"According to what you just said, you and your father should have the same poison. Could it be Yin Zhan who poisoned him?" Zhao Ling pondered.
"Yin Zhan said that he was the initiator, and he must have something to do with this matter." Mentioning Yin Zhan, Meng Yuan's face turned cold, and his anger suddenly appeared.
Seeing that he lost control again, Zhao Ling patted his back and whispered, "A-Yuan."
Meng Yuan returned to his senses and continued: "But this king believes that Yin Zhan's strength and power alone couldn't have made such a big noise."
Zhao Ling agreed. She remembered what Wuchen said before his death, which seemed to confirm Meng Yuan's guess. Seeing that he seemed to have a comprehensive plan, Zhao Ling stopped talking. Whatever he wanted to do, she would always support him by his side.
"Speaking of which, this Yin Zhan is an infatuated kind. For so many years, he has been obsessed with Yan'er." Zhao Ling glanced at Meng Yuan with a deep meaning, and said in a hurry.
Meng Yuan seemed to understand what Zhao Ling was saying, and explained anxiously. "Ling'er, you believe me, there was only brother and sister relationship between Yaner and I, and nothing else. The person Yaner liked was Yin. Zhan. At Mozhuang Taolin that day, Yan'er came to me to cry because she had a falling out with the elder and was angry at Yin Zhan's unclear attitude towards her."
"Oh, what about you, do you like Yan'er?" Zhao Ling asked seriously.
Meng Yuan quickly shook his head, "I only have brother and sister love for Yan'er, and I have absolutely no other thoughts."
Seeing how he was anxious to explain for fear of her misunderstanding, Zhao Ling smiled and said to him, "Okay, I believe in you. A-Yuan, I just hope that we can be honest with each other, not like Yin Zhan and Yan. Like that, you obviously like the other person but don't say it, and you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Meng Yuan understood, and suddenly smiled charmingly. "Then can I think, Ling'er, you like me?"
Zhao Ling admitted generously: "Yes, I like you. But if you can't do what I want, I can give up my liking for you."
Meng Yuan was shocked. Mo'er wants to give up her liking and fall in love with others? Just imagining it made him feel unbearable.
He hugged Zhao Ling tightly and said in a muffled voice, "This king will not allow it, Ling'er. You can only like me, and you are not allowed to like other men."
"So, you accept my conditions?" Zhao Ling asked, raising her eyebrows.
"No matter what the conditions are, this king will accept it." Even if he were to die, he would never tolerate Ling'er liking other men.
Zhao Ling looked at him and said word by word, "My condition is that we'll have to be a couple for the rest of our lives, at least, for the rest of my life. I can't share my life with other women when it comes to love. Do you accept?"
She knew that in this day and age, such an idea was an alternative and might not be accepted by the world.. Here, even the commoner Bai Ding would have three wives and four concubines, not to mention Meng Yuan's dignified lordship. Would he accept?
In this way, what the old man said was true. Zhao Ling was also a little excited for a while, she walked to the bed, held Meng Yuan's hand, and said happily, "A-Yuan, it seemed that your cold poison can be cured."He could no longer endure the pain in his heart when the cold poison attacked every month, no longer need to rely on a wheelchair to walk, but could walk like a normal person, and he could be the proud son of the fresh clothes and angry horses again."Ling'er." Meng Yuan stared at Zhao Ling with a smile like a flower, and was deeply moved. He didn't care whether his cold poison could be cured or not, he was just delighted by Zhao Ling's affection for him.His Ling'er thought about him so much, how could he not be elated?With the blue-eyed spirit fox, Situ Gong immediately became motivated. After he quickly retired, he immediately began to study the preparation of the antidote. The blood of the fox was just one of the most crucial materials, and other items were needed to assist.After noon, everything was ready and everyone was ready to go. Meng Yuan gave the order to return.At dusk, a round of sunset hung on the line of the sea and the sky, the sea surface was sparkling, and the sea breeze came slowly. Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan scattered Old Man Duan's ashes on the sea, and the ashes were carried in the wind, symbolizing Old Man Duan's longing for a free soul."Old man, go all the way." Zhao Ling said silently in her heart.Afterwards, the two sat side by side on the deck to enjoy the beautiful sunset over the sea."A-Yuan." Zhao Ling leaned lazily on Meng Yuan's shoulder, her beautiful eyes narrowed, like a lazy and elegant cat."Huh?" Meng Yuan looked at Zhao Ling like this, with a gentle smile on his face, he couldn't help kissing her on the forehead."Tell me about what happened to Kinugawa seven years ago.""Ling'er want to hear?""Yes.""Okay." Meng Yuan said eloquently as he fell into his memories. "Seven years ago, Beidi's army was approaching Zhengyang Pass, and my father and the king led an army of a hundred thousand troops to help, and they took two cities in a row. However, when they attacked the third city, Jingzhou City, they encountered the plot of He Yuanshan, the general of Beidi who was seriously injured. When I heard the news, I asked to go to Jingzhou City for support. In order to save time, I only brought ten thousand flying cloud riders and more than a hundred Momen brothers who volunteered to rush to the battlefield with me."After I reunited with my father, I found that he was in a coma with poisoning and was in danger of losing his life. So I ordered to block the news that my father was critically ill and to fight in his place. In the first battle that day, I shot and killed the Beidi general He Yuanshan, and the Beidi army was forced to retreat dozens of miles. I was eager to take my father back to heal his wounds."The army marched all the way to the Kinu River outside Jingzhou City. There was a long and narrow valley in Kinugawa, and the terrain was easy to defend and difficult to attack. At that time, my father was extremely weak, and it was not suitable to travel for days. So I ordered the army to stay overnight in Kinugawa."Who knew that an accident would happen that night. A fire broke out suddenly, but the only passage in the canyon was closed, and hundred thousand troops were burned to death overnight, all buried in the canyon. My father was so angry but he was poisoned and died, and I did not know why I was poisoned with the same poison as my father's. "Fortunately, the exquisite blood jade on my body suppressed some of the poison and was able to survive. The few surviving Momon senior brothers desperately rescued me from Kinugawa."When Meng Yuan remembered the scene of that day, his whole body was tense and his heart ached. The hundred thousand army and a hundred thousand lives turned into piles of scorched bones overnight, and those brothers and sisters who voluntarily followed him to the battlefield ended up with no bones left in the end.Every time he thought about it, he felt that the pain he had endured over the years was insignificant at all.He swore that he would find out the truth of the tragedy at that time, avenge his father and king, and give justice to the hundred thousand soldiers and hundreds of Momen brothers and sisters.Zhao Ling knew that recalling this experience would make Meng Yuan feel uncomfortable, but she deliberately asked him to tell her. She didn't want him to bury his pain deep in his heart. People who didn't talk about it were often easy to cause psychological problems.She hugged Meng Yuan's waist, raised her hand to slowly ease the pain between his brows, and said softly, "Ah-Yuan, everything is over, I will be with you in the future." So, your pain we will share together. She thought to herself.Meng Yuan was moved, and felt extremely soft in his heart. His Ling'er was so considerate, gentle and compassionate, how could he not love her?"Ling'er, being able to meet you is the luckiest thing in my life."Zhao Ling smiled gently. For her, why not?"According to what you just said, you and your father should have the same poison. Could it be Yin Zhan who poisoned him?" Zhao Ling pondered."Yin Zhan said that he was the initiator, and he must have something to do with this matter." Mentioning Yin Zhan, Meng Yuan's face turned cold, and his anger suddenly appeared.Seeing that he lost control again, Zhao Ling patted his back and whispered, "A-Yuan."Meng Yuan returned to his senses and continued: "But this king believes that Yin Zhan's strength and power alone couldn't have made such a big noise."Zhao Ling agreed. She remembered what Wuchen said before his death, which seemed to confirm Meng Yuan's guess. Seeing that he seemed to have a comprehensive plan, Zhao Ling stopped talking. Whatever he wanted to do, she would always support him by his side."Speaking of which, this Yin Zhan is an infatuated kind. For so many years, he has been obsessed with Yan'er." Zhao Ling glanced at Meng Yuan with a deep meaning, and said in a hurry.Meng Yuan seemed to understand what Zhao Ling was saying, and explained anxiously. "Ling'er, you believe me, there was only brother and sister relationship between Yaner and I, and nothing else. The person Yaner liked was Yin. Zhan. At Mozhuang Taolin that day, Yan'er came to me to cry because she had a falling out with the elder and was angry at Yin Zhan's unclear attitude towards her.""Oh, what about you, do you like Yan'er?" Zhao Ling asked seriously.Meng Yuan quickly shook his head, "I only have brother and sister love for Yan'er, and I have absolutely no other thoughts."Seeing how he was anxious to explain for fear of her misunderstanding, Zhao Ling smiled and said to him, "Okay, I believe in you. A-Yuan, I just hope that we can be honest with each other, not like Yin Zhan and Yan. Like that, you obviously like the other person but don't say it, and you will regret it for the rest of your life."Meng Yuan understood, and suddenly smiled charmingly. "Then can I think, Ling'er, you like me?"Zhao Ling admitted generously: "Yes, I like you. But if you can't do what I want, I can give up my liking for you."Meng Yuan was shocked. Mo'er wants to give up her liking and fall in love with others? Just imagining it made him feel unbearable.He hugged Zhao Ling tightly and said in a muffled voice, "This king will not allow it, Ling'er. You can only like me, and you are not allowed to like other men.""So, you accept my conditions?" Zhao Ling asked, raising her eyebrows."No matter what the conditions are, this king will accept it." Even if he were to die, he would never tolerate Ling'er liking other men.Zhao Ling looked at him and said word by word, "My condition is that we'll have to be a couple for the rest of our lives, at least, for the rest of my life. I can't share my life with other women when it comes to love. Do you accept?"She knew that in this day and age, such an idea was an alternative and might not be accepted by the world.. Here, even the commoner Bai Ding would have three wives and four concubines, not to mention Meng Yuan's dignified lordship. Would he accept?
