Don't be tempted, sir

Chapter 129 Against your will

Shen Yining was brought back to the bedroom by the maid, sitting alone at the table in a daze. Song Xiaoyuan was the person she had been thinking about and moved by. She had already buried him deeply in her flesh and blood, but now she had to peel him off... If he didn't go back to the past without her, she would be strong and vigorous, and everything would be back to square one.

Marrying Shen Changqing, becoming a stranger to Song Xiaoyuan, and everything that happened after the coming-of-age banquet... Thinking of this, Shen Yining burst into tears and threw herself on the table and cried.

Chi Ling, as usual, quietly landed in front of the window. Shen Yining, with tears in her eyes, raised her eyes. She stood by the window with her white face, sobbing as she went forward to take the letter at Chi Ling's feet. "If you get the chance, come to the desert with him. If not, it's okay. I will definitely take you home."

Chi Ling flew back, there was no letter at his feet. Song Xiaoyuan stroked Chi Ling's white feathers, just like Shen Yining's strokes, Chi Ling closed his eyes and enjoyed it comfortably. "Have you seen Yining? Is she okay?" Song Xiaoyuan smiled gently and stroked the white feathers. He knew there would be no response but couldn't help murmuring. Chi Ling opened his eyes and closed his eyes again.

It doesn't snow in the desert, but the temperature is getting colder day by day. The poison is acting up badly tonight. Song Xiaoyuan sits by the charcoal fire wrapped in a fur coat. The sound of washing clothes can be heard outside the tent, and the pain in his body is unbearable.

Suddenly, a Qiang soldier shouted from outside the tent: "Come out, the master wants to see you."

Song Xiaoyuan stood up with his hands on his knees, opened the curtain door, and a biting cold wind blew in his face, causing him to cough: "Let's go."

When the Qiang soldiers came over, Song Xiaoyuan saw a large number of imperial guards escorting them, and the Qiang carriages and horses stopped in the camp. [She is here! ]

The Qiang soldiers who were guarding the camp went in to report but were still not out. Song Xiaoyuan stood in the wind, feeling the pain. The pain became worse as he felt cold. After a while, the Qiang soldiers came out and said, "The master is discussing important matters. Please wait outside! Give me your fur coat. Don't hide anything in it."

Song Xiaoyuan untied the belt without arguing, because it was difficult to speak at this moment, and his throat was fishy and sweet, and he was even colder without a fur coat. He stood like this for a long time, and the tent curtain was opened.

"Song the prisoner, long time no see!" A Lianyi stood in the warm camp, holding the hand of Shen Yining, who was wearing exquisite makeup and luxurious clothes.

"You don't even show respect when you see your master or princess!"

Song Xiaoyuan was pushed to his knees and vomited blood. Shen Yining saw it and felt a sour nose and the words to call him were stuck in his throat. He burst into tears and wanted to go forward to help him, but his hands were clenched.

"Prisoner Song, but is it too cold and unbearable to take the poison?"

Shen Yining glanced sideways, looking at Alianyi who was reminding her calmly, and had to stop and hold back her tears.

Song Xiaoyuan raised his sleeve to wipe the blood, supported his knees and stood up with difficulty: "Here it comes."

"Yes, I'm here! If you hadn't come, the Song prisoners would have taken Damo back to Loulan. The people are all grateful to you."

Pombal left the camp angrily, holding Song Xiaoyuan by the collar, and dragged him because he was not as tall as Song Xiaoyuan. After entering the camp, he let go and pushed him away with one hand: "You damn prisoner, how dare you play tricks on me! I thought you were just a sick and weak prisoner, and I took you lightly. I didn't expect that you were a second-rank official of the Liao Kingdom. You took advantage of me to lead troops into the Huansha Valley, and the man you colluded with took the opportunity to take away the King of Loulan, and then told me not to strangle the Loulan slaves, but to show kindness and serve my Qiang Kingdom. Now look what happens, you have released many fake refugees to surround the desert, you deserve to die!" Pombal pointed a knife at Song Xiaoyuan, wishing he could kill him.

"Yes, he deserves to die, right Yining?" A Lianyi turned and looked at Shen Yining who was staring at Song Xiaoyuan.

Shen Yining's hands were clenched tightly, and his red eyes met Alianyi's cold eyes. He forced himself to speak: "Yes, he deserves to die... But since he set up the trap, why not let him live and solve it."

A Lianyi raised her hands and hugged Shen Yining: "Since the princess has spoken for you, I will spare your life!"

"Is Yining sick?" Song Xiaoyuan couldn't help but worry when he saw that she looked much more haggard and thinner when he lifted the curtain for the first time.

"I..." Shen Yining didn't finish her words, and Pombal pushed Song Xiaoyuan: "The princess is someone you can care about and dream about."

Shen Yining's steps were restrained, and Song Xiaoyuan coughed and held his chest: "Alianyi, last time you left the palace, you said you would not imprison Yining. What are you doing now? If you are angry, you can come to me. Don't embarrass Yining."

Alianyi let go: "Yining, is it because I am embarrassed, or are you willing?"

Shen Yining looked at him standing alone opposite her. She wanted to hug him and tell him that she missed him very much. After not seeing him for so many days, he was still weak and sick. She clutched her sleeves tightly and said in silence, "Song Xiaoyuan, next month... this princess will marry the master, and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on."

"Yining hasn't replied to me yet, are you sick?" Tan's eyes moved slightly.

"No, I just lost some weight because I'm getting married next month."

"Really?" Song Xiaoyuan didn't believe it and walked closer.

"Yes..." Shen Yining did not move, her nails digging into the flesh, and she resisted the urge to cry and hug him.

Alianyi took Shen Yining's hand and interlocked their fingers: "Song Xiaoyuan, give up! Yining finally abandoned you and wants to marry me."

Song Xiaoyuan staggered back with a cough of blood and chest tightness. He didn't believe it, but the pain from the poison was unbearable. He was worried that she would be scared, so he turned around and lifted the curtain to go out. A cold wind blew in his face, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat. Song Xiaoyuan fell to his knees.

Shen Yining broke free and chased after him. Song Xiaoyuan turned his back and raised his hand to stop him: "Yining, don't come over! I will do what I promised before. Yining, don't force yourself. I'm here for you. It's windy outside, go in quickly... I'm fine."

"Xiao Yuan...I..." Shen Yining, already in tears, stopped and stood behind him.

Song Xiaoyuan raised his sleeve to wipe the blood, turned around, put his hands behind his back, looked at Shen Yining and smiled gently: "Go in... Don't blow the wind when you are sick."

Shen Yining stepped forward to help him tie his fur coat, wiped his bloody cheek and cried sadly: "Xiao Yuan, take good care of yourself! Forget about the past... You will return to Beijing safely."

"What are you talking about? Why should I forget the past? Will I return to Beijing safely? Yining...we will go back together!" Song Xiaoyuan raised his hand and stroked her hand that wiped the blood off him, his eyes full of confusion.

Shen Yining stroked Song Xiaoyuan's cheek and cried sadly: "We are back to the starting point, as if we had never met..."

"Why? Yi Ning, what's wrong with you?"

"She doesn't want you anymore, Song Xiaoyuan." Alianyi walked out of the camp and approached Shen Yining steadily, looking at the lonely Song Xiaoyuan in the cold wind with pity: "How many days can you live? Now you look so sick and dying. Do you want her to be a widow by marrying Yining?"

"Alienyi, maybe this trick of poking pain and persuading others to do this will work, but it won't work on me. What on earth did you do to Yining?"

"It's okay. Didn't Yi Ning tell you clearly? Let's go back to where we were. I'll marry Yi Ning, and as for you... whether you can survive is another matter."

Song Xiaoyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "I have the final say on whether she lives or not. If you really want to take good care of her, it's windy outside, so take her inside quickly..."

Alian glanced and pulled Shen Yining in. Song Xiaoyuan was escorted to the slave camp by Pombal.