"The third brother is the third brother, and his words are more interesting than my younger brother.【】"
Qi Yu smiled and placed the nearly half-drunk ginseng tea on the small table beside him. He stretched out his arms and made a big slouch. He turned a blind eye to the horrific scene downstairs and seemed completely unresponsive.
appearance.
Zhong Qing watched them for a long time, and gradually understood Qi Mu's intentions. He didn't really want to invite them to watch any interrogation. The reason why he used these bloody methods was just to warn Qi Mo that the emperor is still the emperor after all, and the golden words are true.
, as long as he believes in something, regardless of whether it is indiscriminate or ethical, it will be the truth as soon as Chrysostom opens his mouth.
It's just a warning, but it's going to ruin so many lives?
Zhong Qingye looked at a large group of people downstairs who were crying and crying. Qi Yu and Qi Mo, whose expressions were calm, felt mixed feelings in their hearts, and they couldn't express what they were feeling.
Of course she knows the law of the jungle and the strong, and has believed that this idea is inappropriate for a long time. But this kind of slaughter, which is meaningless to her, is itself a trampling of life. That's what it means to say that life is like grass, right?
.
A long time ago, there was someone who kept telling her that life is a miracle and any life is worth cherishing.
Having seen too much killing, Zhong Qingye does not deny that there is a bloody side to her character. As a shady hidden weapon, her hands have already been stained with too much blood. But from the bottom of her heart,
There was a time when she really tried her best to protect that person's heart as pure as snow.
The contrast between black and white can highlight the translucence of pure white. When she stands with Ah Xuan, it highlights how dirty her darkness is. Perhaps because of this, she wants to cherish the pure white that can fill her up, as if for a long time.
People running in the darkness are full of fear of not daring to approach the pure and perfect sunshine and extravagant hope of not wanting to leave.
An executioner with bloody hands once tried so desperately to protect the kindest person in the world. I'm afraid even saying it is the most ridiculous thing.
So in the end, even if I exerted my last bit of strength, even if I was scarred and ready to die, in the end I still couldn't achieve my dream of success.
The days after Ah Xuan's death were the deepest wounds buried in Zhong Qingye's heart, and one of the pasts she least wanted to recall. She never dared to touch them easily, but she stubbornly protected her for several years.
It seems to preserve that past, as if there is still a piece of unpolluted land in my heart.
Perhaps for a weak person like Zhong Qingye, it is only when he touches this wound that he finally has a flaw in his heart and is no longer so indestructible.
Qi Mo and Qi Yu beside him were still talking carelessly about some irrelevant words. Zhong Qingye didn't want to listen deliberately, and his eardrums and heart seemed to be filled by the miserable roar downstairs.
Obviously I don't have much pity in my heart, but I always feel sorry for Ah Xuan.
If he were in such a situation, he would definitely be very sad.
"Third sister-in-law, if you treat me like this, I will be very distressed!" Qi Yu suddenly said a word, abruptly interrupting Zhong Qingye's thoughts.
"What?" Zhong Qingye couldn't keep up with his thoughts for a while and asked instinctively.
Qi Yu held his forehead and made a troubled expression. Due to the light and angle, the slightly sided half of his face had extremely clear and charming lines. The half-smiling look was even more charming than a woman: "Because I'm so beautiful, if you
So if you fall in love with me, I will definitely be very distressed."
Zhong Qingye: "..."
Qi Yu became more and more ignorant: "If you fall in love with me, my third brother will definitely be very angry, and you are so beautiful, I will definitely understand, when the time comes..."
"I'm not in the mood to joke with you." Zhong Qingye cut off his unfinished words and turned to Qi Mo, with a tired expression mixed with deep impatience: "When will it be, I'm a little tired."
Qi Mo glanced sideways at her. His eyes were obviously emotionless, but inexplicably made Zhong Qingye feel guilty. He turned his head away, unwilling to look at him.
Qi Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, not sure if there was something wrong with Zhong Qingye. He stood up and stretched out his hand to circle her shoulders out of habit, and said lightly: "Since you are tired, let's go back."
Zhong Qingye quietly took his hand away, nodded, turned and walked downstairs.
Qi Mo, who was behind her, froze with his fingers and frowned at her back, his expression as dry as a well.
"What's wrong with the third sister-in-law? She looks so sad?" Qi Yu came over to chatter, then turned to Qi Mo: "Why is the third brother's face so sad? The interrogation is not over yet, so he left rashly
It might make the 'master' unhappy."
"I've already received the meaning. It's just a waste of time to continue." Qi Mo answered him calmly and followed Zhong Qingye's departure.
Qi Yu shrugged behind him, shook his head helplessly, and teased with a hint of laughter: "I say third brother, you dote on your third sister-in-law too much, and you actually let her leave us two princes behind like this."
It's not a good thing to be so unruly if you're alone here..."
Zhong Qingye had already walked downstairs and walked directly to the sedan chair at the palace gate not far away without looking away. Qi Mo kept the same silence as her in a tacit understanding, completely ignoring Qi Yu's nagging words.
Zhong Qingye's steps were not fast, Qi Mo took a few steps and grabbed her wrist.
"Is something wrong?" Zhong Qingye asked quietly with his head slightly lowered.
After waiting for a while and not hearing anything from Qi Mo, Zhong Qingye frowned and raised his head, only to meet his gaze. It was just like what Zhong Qingye felt that night, as vast and rich as the ocean in the middle of the night.
Zhong Qingye panicked and turned his head.
"Still angry?" Qi Mo asked lightly, using a nonchalant tone.
"What are you angry about?"
"Weren't you angry this morning?" Qi Mo tilted his head slightly, his gaze spreading from the eye holes of the iron-colored mask. It was indescribably long and profound, and it was like a magic stone that could peer into people's hearts. It made people amazed and impressed.
Only then did Zhong Qingye understand. He shook his head slightly. His pale cheeks were dyed an abnormal red light by the flames, and it smelled like something overpowering. He said rather tiredly: "I'm not angry. You're right. Some things are true.
It's not for me to interfere."
"Qi Mo, don't worry, I won't mess around with these things anymore."
Seeing the angry Zhong Qingye, Qi Mo's heart suddenly sank.