Chapter 3460: The storm rises again

Chapter 3460: The storm rises again

"Why are you here alone?"

When the car was about to approach the ancestral house of Xijia, Zhao Heng saw Ye Qingcheng standing on the protective wall at the door, alone in darkness and light, which was incompatible with the warm and harmonious atmosphere in the courtyard. Her sky blue long skirt set her loneliness to the extreme. Zhao Heng's eyes became gentle, with a sense of pity.

He once rejected Ye Qingcheng's love and even deliberately neglected it. His original intention was to stay away from him and have a comfortable life, at least he did not have to be afraid of fighting and killing him every day. Unexpectedly, although he and Ye Qingcheng were far apart, their misfortune and hardship were not far away from the latter. After several tortures, life and death, their family was destroyed.

As things have developed to this point, Zhao Heng has seen the irresistibleness of fate. No matter how much he did, he would still slapp him when fate was unhappy. Therefore, Zhao Heng no longer deliberately alienated Ye Qingcheng. He also decided to follow the oath in front of Ye Lingfeng and take good care of Ye Qingcheng's rest of his life so that she would never be hurt again.

Zhao Heng waved his hand to stop the Zhao convoy, then got out of the car door and walked towards Ye Qingcheng. Yue Xiaoxiao also signaled that the elite Xijia team did not need to report to Ximen Qing, and gave Zhao Heng and Ye Qingcheng some time to spend alone. Zhao Heng slowly approached Ye Qingcheng and smiled softly at the appropriate distance: "If you don't stay in the house at night, why are you running to this wall for? "

Although he was hiding in the dark alone, Zhao Heng's voice still made the sensitive Ye Qingcheng turn his head quickly, and he was slightly stunned when he saw the familiar figure:

"Zhao Heng?" "Why are you here?"

Her low call was filled with surprise, but more of an unconcealed surprise. Obviously, Zhao Heng's appearance at this time came to her, which could make up for her concern and emptiness in her heart. She shook her shoulders and wanted to come forward to embrace each other, but in the end she suppressed her excitement, as if she remembered her feelings with Zhao Heng, which was more of her wishful thinking.

Ye Qingcheng's expression and behavior were a little awkward, but Zhao Heng became generous, raised a bright smile and poured the woman into his arms with force, without any worries or any entanglement. This was related to Zhao Heng's decision to take care of Ye Qingcheng when he came. Zhao Heng pressed against the woman whose body was shaking slightly, and his voice came out softly: "Qingcheng, I'm sorry, I've made you suffer."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of you in the future and live your life!"

Ye Qingcheng did not respond, but she burst into tears in an instant. The emotions that had worked hard for a long time finally came to an end. She was a little surprised and a little confused, but she was more likely to cry out in joy. The emotions and ideas that had been persistent in finally gained. Most people don’t believe in love at first sight because they think that the world is too realistic and pedantic.

Realistically, it is like all beauties sitting on other people's Mercedes-Benz BMWs rather than on their back seats of bicycles. They are so pedantic that if they have money, it means everything. Without any other flexibility, what is love in this society? It is nothing more than accessories owned by the rich and luxury goods that the poor hope for. But Ye Qingcheng believes that she still works hard for it and struggles without any effort!

Zhao Heng's neglect and distance made her think that the two would never meet again, but unexpectedly fate created an unexpected accident for herself. Ye Qingcheng cherished this fate especially, and also made her hug Zhao Heng tighter with both hands, for fear that once she let go, she would disappear, or let go, she would become a dream. Her red lips opened her red and murmured:

"Zhao Heng, I love you!"

"Silly girl, why are you crying?"

Zhao Heng reached out to wipe away Ye Qingcheng's tears, and his voice comforted softly: "It's rare that we meet again. Are you safe and sound? We should be happy. We don't bother Xi Shao and the others. Come, let's sit down and have a good time and have a chat!" While speaking, he stretched out his hand to sweep the broken wall out of two positions, and then sat on one side with a generous look.

Ye Qingcheng gently wiped away his tears and sat down obediently with Zhao Heng. There was a little smile on his face, very quiet and soft, like the gentleness of the moonlight all over the ground. The two of them sat on the broken wall of Xijia, facing the moonlight, and the night of the night facing the west was filled with deep coolness. The cold wind blew by, it seemed that they could hear the barking of dogs in the distance. The woman leaned against Zhao Heng's shoulder and asked:

"Hengsheng, why are you here?" "Celebrating Xi Shao's reunion?"

A smile appeared on Zhao Heng's face: "Celebration is a purpose. After all, my good brother has retrieved his father and mother who have been missing for many years. The family of three reunited for the first time in 20 years. I am happy for him from the bottom of my heart. However, I have another intention to come to West China, which is to take you back to Beijing. As I said just now, I will take good care of you for the rest of my life!"

"Take me back to the capital?"

Ye Qingcheng mustered up the courage to lean his head gently against the man's shoulder. The dark night covered her pretty red cheeks. Her voice had a trembling trembling that was difficult to detect. She took a breath and the man's breath next to her entered her sense of smell along the wind: "Why should I take me to the capital? I don't know anything. When I go to the capital, I'm afraid it will be a vase for decoration."

Ye Qingcheng has always been self-aware: "At that time, not only will it do nothing, but it will also cause you all kinds of trouble. Don't tell me that I can play the flute for you every morning when I go to the capital. You are not a person who is distracted from playing things, nor will you give me the value of my existence like this. I am always young, thank you for your kindness. I should stay in Hong Kong with my father and others!"

When Zhao Heng looked at the woman calmly, Ye Qingcheng was breathing a long breath: "One day you have time and leisure time, and you think of me. Come to Hong Kong to see me and chat, Qingcheng will be satisfied, so I won't go to the capital to add trouble to you. Don't worry, I will try to go out as little as possible in the future and not give anyone with ulterior motives a chance to attack!"

Zhao Heng stretched out his hand and held her slim waist. He could clearly feel Ye Qingcheng's tense body trembling slightly, like a frightened little white rabbit. For her, Zhao Heng's current movements have exceeded Ye Qingcheng's past imagination: "I know your understanding and understand what you mean. Don't worry, I am not giving you the value of existence!"

"But I need you to go to the capital to help me, and I want you to go to the Huajun Art Troupe to understand the situation."

Zhao Heng knew Ye Qingcheng's stubbornness, so he made up a reason to respond: "After Prince Jin's death, the art troupe became a mess, too chaotic and too dark, which seriously affected the morale of the army. I need a helper to rectify it, and you don't have to worry about not knowing anything. As long as you pay more attention to the situation for me in the art troupe, so that I can grasp the movements at any time."

Ye Qingcheng was stunned, and after thinking for a while, nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you!" Then he sighed quietly: "I'll go to the capital after all!"

A smile appeared on Zhao Heng's face, and it was obvious that the girl was resistant to the capital, and her voice came out softly: "Before this, what kind of concept do you have for the capital?"

Ye Qingcheng bit her red lips and moved her body quietly, not letting her body fall into the man's arms in embarrassment, but changed her way. However, she found that the man's hand had changed from the beginning to the back of her head, thinking of the softness coming from the time she fell down. She was slightly moved by the man's careful but silent tenderness.

She took a deep breath and slowly calmed down her mind: "The dragon, vitality, and anger."

"A dragon full of anger and vibrant life?"

Zhao Heng laughed loudly when he heard this: "It's very vivid!" Then he sighed: "Although I really want to refute your words, I have to admit that the capital city today does have a sense of hostility and contains dangerous murderous intent everywhere. Regarding this, in addition to the anxiety that keeps turbulent and turbulent, I am also stained with too much blood!"

When Ye Qingcheng held Zhao Heng's palm hard, Zhao Heng added softly: "I killed too many people. No matter how I bleached myself or whether I became a world peace ambassador, the thousand-year-old butcher is a crime of no water, and I influenced the pattern of the capital, so my characteristics gradually became the label of the capital!"

"I'm tense, and the capital is also tense. I'm full of murderous intentions, and the capital is also in a turbulent wave!"

Zhao Heng had a hint of helplessness on his face. This situation was definitely not what he wanted. It just moved his whole body. His personal will had overridden various rules and even laws in China. Therefore, the entire capital and even China became insecure. The whole body fluctuated with his emotions: "Now the capital, you can't touch it or get involved!"

"But don't worry, I will slowly wash away my anger and let the capital city settle down with me!"

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Ye Qingcheng's eyes flashed with heartache, and then he held Zhao Heng's palm and spoke: "In the eyes of others, you may be a thousand-year-old butcher. In the eyes of Qingcheng, you are my favorite lover. You are sorry for many people, but you are not sorry for me. And you can't blame you for many things. You can only say that people are in the world and cannot help themselves!"

"If you want to wash away your anger, you can try the master's baptism!"

Ye Qingcheng suddenly remembered something: "When I was captured by Master Baoshu, I heard a conversation with her in a daze. She mentioned an invitation from Tibetan City to her confidant, and also a reincarnated living Buddha, saying that the latter can cleanse the sins of the world for people. No matter how guilty or murderous people are, they will calm down in front of him and slowly find themselves!"

"That feeling is like returning from an intriguing adult to the innocent era of babies!"

"I can feel that she is very respectful to the living Buddha, and even Master Baoshu respects the living Buddha, so he must be an outlier."

"Maybe you can dispel a lot of anger when you meet him!"

Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Living Buddha?"

Ye Qingcheng rubbed his head with his fingers: "It seems that his name is Baden!"

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