When will the revenge be repaid? There is nothing right or wrong with those at the center of power.

The hour of Yin has passed, and only a short piece of candles be burned by the table is left, and there is still no dawn on the long winter night.

Yingying didn't know if Zhao Shi believed her words, but he was far calmer than Yingying imagined. She stood up and lit a candle again. He did not mention this topic again, but frowned and looked at Yingying lying on the table, "What's wrong with you?"

After Tong Qinrong got married, Yingying hadn't felt the poison of her lover's murmur for a long time. At this moment, her breath was so light that she was unable to help the desk. The gradually aggravated pain made her sweat all over her body.

"My lover whispered." Yingying tried hard to restrain herself. I wonder if it was because of her emotions recently, but the poison had occurred two days in advance.

Yingying was so kind that she would send her back to Qin Rong without expecting that she would be so kind. In fact, even if Zhao Shi was willing to send her back, the long journey would be enough to make her feel so painful.

Zhao Shi was stunned when he heard this. Seeing Yingying so much that she bit her lower lip, he hurriedly touched the clothes on her body to comfort her: "Have you patient."

Didn't she have to be patient?

Her nails were scratching the table with her weak nails, and Yingying was so painful that she couldn't speak. Now she was just trying to endure her patience and seeking death. If she didn't want to die, she could only live and endure it.

Zhao Shi left at some point, but the sound of collision and searching for something was heard in his ears, but soon the sound became more and more blurred.

Yingying wanted to divert her attention in pain, but she couldn't help but think that once in her previous life she forgot to feed Qin Rong the antidote. Qin Rong held on to stay up all night, as strong as him. After that, her breath was floating on the couch for several days before she could recover her qi and blood. Yingying's physique was far inferior to him, and I wonder if she could survive this night alive.

"Third Brother..." Thinking of this, Yingying murmured.

The pain stimulated her tears could not be stopped. She missed the third brother who indulged her to bite her neck, and also wanted to pounce on her arms and cry bitterly. Until this moment, Yingying finally admitted that she loved the same person, whether in the past or present life.

"Stop crying." Zhao Shi, who left, suddenly came back. He heard Yingying's speechless voices "Prince Brother" and helped the person up and wipe his tears.

At first, his movements were not gentle, until he saw Yingying crying with tears in her face and her nose turned red. He thought of the pretty and domineering little girl when she was a child. No matter how arrogant she was on weekdays, she would be miserable every time she cried.

"Okay, I told you not to cry."

He took the movement a little lighter. Zhao Shi took out the sachet in his hand and took out a pill from it, fed it into Yingying's mouth and said, "Now your prince brother can't save you, I am the only one who can save you."

Yingying passively chewed the pills, and did not react until she swallowed them. She asked intermittently: "What did you... give me food?"

Zhao Shi let Yingying lie on the table, he stood up and said with a chill: "Bunchan Pill."

"We have a long relationship. I don't want to see you in such pain, so I'll just give you a ride."

After taking the medicine, Yingying felt her heart was hot. She didn't believe Zhao Shi wanted to kill her, but now she was too weak and had no strength to speak. There was a familiar fishy sweet smell in her mouth. Yingying frowned and vaguely noticed something was wrong, "Zhao Shi--"

A dizziness came. Without waiting for Yingying to say a complete sentence, she slowly closed her eyes under the influence of the pill...

The hour of Mao.

The light snow that had stopped fell slowly again, and it was covered with a layer of white on the ground until dawn.

The snow on the ground was not melted, and now it was thick and thick, one by one, one by one, and someone slid on the ground with the air conditioner. Everyone laughed into a ball and attracted the general to scold him, and soon they worked with tools.

Swish-

The continuous noise disturbed the girl sleeping in the room. Her eyelashes trembled slightly like a fan on the table, and she whimpered and slowly opened her eyes.

...Where is this?

Yingying was still a little confused when she woke up. She sat upright with her sore neck. Seeing Zhao Shi standing outside the window wearing a fox fur. The memories before the coma woke up little by little, Yingying shouted softly: "Zhao Shi?"

Zhao Shi turned his head and looked at her, his face faintly and he couldn't tell his emotions: "Are you awake?"

Yingying nodded, shook her head, which was a little drowsy. She blinked blankly and was a little strange: "My lover murmured...has she supported her?"

After touching her heart, Yingying felt comfortable and uncomfortable after she woke up, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She didn't look like she had been misled by a lover. But in her memory, if the lover's sneer had an attack, she would have to endure it all night, but she didn't have a long pain last night.

Zhao Shi's sneering pulled Yingying back to her thoughts, and she also guessed something.

"If you really hurt you all night, I'm afraid you're talking to me in the coffin right now."

After staring at Yingying's face carefully for a moment, Zhao Shi's eyes fell outside the window and said calmly: "The doctor has just come to show you. Gu Yingying, I will do what I say and pay back what I owe you back."

What Zhao Shi fed her last night was not a heartbroken pill, but a lover who had been looking for for a long time.

At this time, the table was throwing the sachet that Yingying returned to him. If Yingying had a good memory, Zhao Shi took out the poison pill from the sachet last night. He raised his hand to grab the sachet and grabbed it. Ying Ying had to admit that at this moment, her heart was warmed by Zhao Shi.

She felt all kinds of feelings in her heart, and after a moment she confirmed again: "My lover murmur...is it really solved?"

"Natural." Zhaoshidao.

From then on, she no longer had to be controlled by Qin Rong's blood medicine.

During these days in Luo'an, Zhao Shi never gave up looking for the antidote for his lover. It is said that the detoxification prescription he found was exactly the same as that Master Jingshan found, but Zhao Shi found it earlier.

The reason why he was not given Yingying was because the last blood in the prescription was rare. It was not until the day the palace chaos that he gathered the prescription.

Yingying didn't know whether to thank her or not. If she thanked her, she would indirectly forgive Zhao Shi and Nan Yin for colluding with her to assassinate Qin Rong. If she didn't thank her, the poison on her body would indeed be solved by Zhao Shi.

Fortunately, Zhao Shi did so much, not just for Yingying's word "Thank you". He was tired of it and disliked Yingying for occupying his room for so long. He waved his hand and drove people away.

Yingying slept here for a night and it was indeed time to go back. When she got up, her legs became weak. Zhao Shi kindly reminded: "Lovers' antidote is powerful, and you may not have much strength these days."

Without strength, how could she run?

Yingying clenched her hands tightly and walked slowly out the door.

She came to persuade Zhao Shi to stop, but she didn't expect that the person would stop and relieve her lover's murmur. At this moment, she was even weak in speaking.

"Yingying."

As soon as one foot stepped out of the door frame, Zhao Shi suddenly called her again.

He seemed to hesitate, his tone was light but his pronunciation was clear: "Did you say the truth last night...?"

Yingying was stunned at first, then turned her head to look at Zhao and replied seriously: "I, Gu Yingying, swear by my life, what I said yesterday is true. If you don't believe it, you can go and check it yourself."

...It's just that time is too late.

Zhao Shi didn't know what this swearing at the cost of his life in Yingying's limited life means.

The sound of shoveling outside the window was rustling, and Zhao Shi's eyelashes fell and his face was pale. For a moment, Yingying felt that Zhao Shi was so aggrieved. His lips were slightly open as if he was about to cry, but in the end he said nothing, and just gave Yingying four words gently-

"I see."

Yes, he knew, a pale and powerless sentence was confused and helpless.

Maybe in his heart, I don’t know what to do, right?

Yingying didn't say anything more. After coming out of his room, she realized that she was still holding the sachet tightly in her hand.

“…”

Yingying didn't have a good rest last night. She was affected by her lover's antidote, so she fell asleep for another morning after she went back.

When she woke up in the afternoon, she recovered some strength. Zhou Zishan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this: "If you don't wake up, my mother should be anxious."

Yingying found a famous doctor to help her take her pulse. Her lover's murmur did it, but Zhao Shi lied to her again. It didn't take a few days, and she could recover her strength in just half a day.

After dinner, Yingying felt a little uneasy.

Zhou Zishan pretended to walk to Yingying casually and said, "I just heard from them that something happened in the palace and wanted to enter the palace to protect the palace."

What a irony, even though Zhao Shi was the one who was loyal to the Lord, he was beaten into a rebel by Qin Rong.

Yingying was irritated. She remembered Zhao Shi saying that she was not arrested to threaten Qin Rong, but she never said what was the purpose of arresting Gu Manru. Looking at the surrounding terrain, Yingying couldn't think of a way to escape, so she could only ask Zhou Zishan in a low voice: "What do you think of my cousin?"

Zhou Zishan pondered: "Every day, two guards will come to deliver food to us."

Apart from Jing Zhaoshi and them, there were soldiers wearing armor here. They were too big and too eye-catching to escape unless they changed into their clothes.

Yingying thought about it and was discussing with Zhou Zishan how to implement the plan. When footsteps approached, someone walked to Yingying and said, "Miss Gu, our prince wants to see you."

Yingying and Zhou Zishan looked at each other and went to Zhaoshi's room as if nothing had happened.

It was already night, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier for the day, and most of the wet firewood could not make a fire again. Zhao Shi only lit a faint candle in the room. He held his chin and sat at the table for some reason, and placed a pot of wine and two wine bowls in front of him.

"Come on, have a few drinks with me." When Yingying came in, he pulled back his thoughts and pushed the bowl in front of him.

Yingying sat down, glanced at his face and said, "Drunk wine?"

Zhou Zishan told her that they would act tomorrow night.

Zhao Shi was choked by Yingying, and the emotions he had just brewed disappeared without a trace. He poured two bowls of wine and said angrily: "Yes, it's just a dead-headed wine. I'll take you to the road after drinking it!"

It was not just to send her on the way, it was obvious that they were seeking death.

Yingying didn't believe in Zhaoshi and didn't know that with their current strength, even if they still held the elite army given by the emperor in their hands, they had no chance of winning. What would it be if they were going to die like this?

Zhao Shi didn't want to mention these with Yingying. He took a sip of wine and just recalled the past: "The mulberry wine in Zhaofang Pavilion is the most mellow, but you always like to drink the cold pond fragrance dew there, and I don't like it."

Previously, Yingying always liked to take Zhaoshi to visit the flower building, and her favorite thing was this Zhaofang Pavilion.

With Zhao Shi's words, Yingying seemed to have returned to many years ago. A smile appeared on her lips and said, "We seem to have had a fight because of this mulberry wine."

They just thought they had the best wine, and they disliked each other and wanted each other to drink a wine together. Unfortunately, they were all too proud and finally had to fight and part.

Zhao Shi said again: "Zhaofang Pavilion is too noisy. The girls there always like to touch each other, and I don't like it either. Fortunately, the girls singing and dancing there can still make do with it."

Yingying didn't like to hear this. She sipped a little wine and hummed and asked, "I don't know who spent a lot of money there. You are the one who rewarded the courtesan with a lot of money? For the sake of a song-singing girl, you are the one who took me to beat Lord Wang's youngest son, right?"

"Yes, it's all me." Zhao Shi did not refute.

He poured himself wine in one mouthful, his eyes dissipated with drunkenness: "I really want to... go back to that time."

He was so tall that he hadn't tasted the cold pond fragrance that Yingying loved to drink. His cleanliness made him not like to get too close to others, which resulted in no girl he liked so far, and he didn't know what fun else in the Northern Region besides the Imperial City.

"I miss the one I used to." Zhao Shi's eyes turned red and he finally said the deepest words buried in his heart.
To be continued...