You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 196 How is this possible?

Time passes little by little.

One hour, two hours...

Eunuch Wei and the servants outside the door stood motionless.

Although this person’s life or death has nothing to do with them, it is still a life after all.

The sky gradually brightened...

Lin Fu's forehead was soaked with sweat. She was concentrating on her work for two and a half hours. She had to ask the maid beside her to wipe her sweat off.

When the last step was completed, she exhaled and her tense body relaxed.

Eunuch Wei stepped forward and asked, "Hey, what's going on?"

Lin Fu hesitated and whispered softly, "If he doesn't wake up within three days, he will probably never wake up..."

Everyone looked at the person on the bed with several bandages wrapped around his head, and he seemed to be unconscious.

His face was extremely cold and clear...

……

Dingzhou.

The military and state affairs residence.

Ling Shumo was sitting in the study, with his desk filled with pens, ink, paper, and inkstone, as well as a desk for handling provincial affairs.

Since he was demoted here, he has been burdened with all border affairs every day. Since the three nearby cities, especially the largest Zhengzhou City, were occupied, all refugees poured into Dingzhou.

In the past few months, he has been almost too busy to do anything, working day and night.

He needs to strengthen the city's defenses to resist the invasion of Xuanli's army, and also suppress the flow of people and prevent chaos in the city.

This is not only for the people, but also because as long as he is busy, he will not think about Abai and the longing for separation will fade away.

At this time, A Yan took out another box.

"Sir, there is a box of letters from your brother. Please read it yourself."

A box?

The whole study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a long time, Ling Shumo took the box and took out the letter on the top.

As the capital was now in chaos due to the Taoist priests and the imperial guards, merchants could not operate normally. His younger brother Zihuan had already taken his wife back to his hometown in Caizhou, Jiangnan.

In fact, this is common sense.

However, when he looked at the words on the back of the letter, those few words seemed to burn his heart.

It turned out that in order to appease Ling Shumo, Bai Wan arranged for the post station to send him a letter every month as they did before, but he never replied.

It was okay the first two times, but after that I started to feel something was wrong.

So Ling Shumo asked Ling Han to go to the post station to check before he left, only to find out that this man had arranged sixty letters over five years.

After investigation, it was found that Bai Wanjing had given up the rented house long ago, did not do any work, did not return to his hometown in Caizhou, and did not return to Baiyun City.

As if evaporating from the face of the earth...

Under Ling Han's coercion and inducement, the post station owner was willing to reveal that this man had used all his money to buy this timed mail. Ling Shumo's letters were intercepted and guarded, saying that he would read them if he survived.

Now, in five years, only four letters have been sent.

I really think this person is so conceited...

Ling Shumo really couldn't suppress his uneasiness in his heart, and he opened the box with trembling hands. Inside were all envelopes with "Zi Chen's personal letter, I am grateful for your words."

Because of his blindness and weak wrist strength, the fonts are suspended and even not very neat.

However, when these sixty letters suddenly appeared before me, I was so shocked that I was moved to tears.

"Zi Chen wrote this to me personally. I feel as if I were meeting you in person. The letter may be short but the feelings are deep. I hope you will be happy when you read it..."

There are no people who write almost the same content in every letter and never reply properly.

Anyone with a discerning eye would find it odd, let alone someone who has known each other since childhood for more than ten years.

"He must still be in the capital!"

It was as if I could already see this person, before he was released from prison, writing letters day and night, scratching his head, and racking his brains to write homogeneous things.

"I must have done something! That's why I was only demoted and escaped death."

I have never been so moved, with deep affection in my eyes and pain in my heart.

Finally, Ling Shumo no longer cared about his gentlemanly manners and immersed himself in the letter.

Ah Yan asked curiously, what can we see from these letters? They are just encouragement, greetings and blessings.

Ling Shumo smiled calmly, with a hint of loneliness and melancholy: "But, I just know..."

When I visited him in prison, I said so many self-centered remarks.

On weekdays, he is a person with ideas and dares to think and act.

Just a thought would allow him to guess that his escape must be related to his unexplained disappearance and strange behavior.

On that day, Ling Shumo dispatched a few people with good legs and feet and ordered them to rush to the capital as soon as possible to find Ah Bai no matter what...

He casually drew a portrait of Bai Wan, which was so detailed that it seemed like a real person.

Several guards with strong legs looked at the portrait in amazement.

It is so lifelike, he is truly the Saint of Painting.

Ling Shumo sighed deeply, not knowing who he was talking to: "You go find Ah Bai. If you can't find him... a corpse will do..."

The last few words were squeezed out from between teeth with great effort, carrying a cold breath.

However, he didn't believe that White Pea would die.

But the departure that made his Ah Bai prepare for several years with heavy letters seemed like a departure that was also a preparation for death...

He knew this man too well.

If I hadn't been prepared to die, I would never have deceived him by sending him a letter like this...

I even thought that if I just sent letters like this for several years...

This fool thinks that he can cheat if he can, and delay if he can...

One day Ling Shumo will forget him...

How is this possible?