After walking for tens of minutes, the populated houses were gradually left behind. Zhong Qingye walked quickly and soon reached a relatively quiet place.【】
As soon as the surrounding environment became quiet, the movement behind her became clear. If Zhong Qingye couldn't notice it, she would have really grown a head in vain.
The beautiful willow eyebrows frowned slightly, Zhong Qingye slowed down his steps as if he was tired from walking, and the hand that was folded in the hand quietly tightened the dagger tied to his wrist.
In fact, she didn't wear a dagger most of the time she was in the valley, but whenever she went out of the mountain, she would always have a weapon hidden on her, and there was never an exception. This was the vigilance and self-protection mentality she had preserved from being an agent for more than ten years.
As her steps slowed down, the carriage behind her also slowed down, always keeping a distance of about six or seven meters from her. Zhong Qingye knew very well that the enemy would not move and I would not move, and he did not know what the other party was thinking.
The former and the latter actually dispersed so calmly.
The eyes behind her followed her like a shadow and were firmly fixed on her, making Zhong Qingye very uncomfortable. Of course she knew that the other party was waiting for the most suitable opportunity, and it was best to do something as long as she walked to a deserted place.
Is it kidnapping? Is it revenge? Or something else?
Zhong Qingye lowered his head and the clothes he was wearing were all prepared for her by Feng Jin. They were not particularly gorgeous, but they should be considered top-notch in a small town like this. Is it possible that someone is motivated by the wealth? But who is still sitting in the robbery?
Coming in a carriage?
While thinking about it, the two parties quickly left the densely populated area. Not far ahead was the entrance to Merlin. Zhong Qingye frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly quickened his pace and ran quickly into the forest.
The carriage following behind him didn't expect her to accelerate suddenly. He was stunned for a moment. Zhong Qingye seemed to hear a male voice whispering something. The voice was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
She quickly rushed to the entrance of Merlin, paused, stopped, turned around and quickly followed the carriage. "Come out!"
The carriage was pulled up, and the person driving the horse was an unspectacular young man. He looked only in his twenties at most, but he had a full beard, which made him look a bit older. The beard covered half of him.
The facial contours are not very distinct.
He reined in the horse's rope and looked at Zhong Qingye motionlessly, with extremely complicated eyes. After a long time, he jumped off the carriage, twitching his beard and showing a naughty smile. "I haven't seen you for so many years, so your vigilance is bad.
a lot of."
This voice was also very familiar. Zhong Qingye was startled, something suddenly flashed across his mind, and he blurted out: "Red Eagle?!"
The young man nodded matter-of-factly. "Well... although my vigilance is much lower, my brain is still as clear and my eyesight is not bad at all. You recognized all of this."
As he spoke, he reached out and groped around his cheek for a while, then suddenly pulled hard as if grabbing something, and the skin on his face was torn off in an instant, revealing a familiar, slightly haggard face. "It's been more than four years.
Madam, you can make it easy for us to find you!"
Zhong Qingye was stunned, and then he realized that he was wearing a human skin mask that he had heard about in the Southern Territory, with that familiar face after four years. His mind suddenly went blank, and he drove the carriage in a daze.
The dark blue curtain didn't say a word for a long time.
She suddenly remembered that that scorching gaze only belonged to one person!
Zhong Qingye's breathing gradually became faster, her fingers slowly loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang. Her eyes were inexplicably burning, and the tip of her nose was astringent, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.
Qi Mo...
Is it you? Is it you who is here?
Hong Ying stared at her red eyes quietly, curled her mouth in relief, and quietly stepped back several steps, leaving the space completely for the long-separated pair of mandarin ducks.
"Qi Mo..."
Zhong Qingye, whose appearance was the same as before, moved her lips for a long time, but could not say anything except these two words. She took two steps forward, but then stepped back, as if there was a painting by Heng Yi in front of her.
As soon as I walked in, it looked like it was about to be minced.
The carriage stood quietly on the spot, and there was no movement in the carriage, as if no one was there at all. But there was a kind of aura that gradually enveloped the entire world.
It was Qi Mo's breath, as strong and gentle as it was four years ago, so hot that it almost melted her whole body.
Zhong Qingye suddenly couldn't move, and looked at Hongying for help. Hongying smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation. She bit her lower lip, like Cinderella who was humbled to the dust and stepped onto the majestic palace for the first time.
Like a red carpet, I walked forward cautiously.
Before she could even take two steps, the curtain of the carriage opened with a swish, and a man quickly stepped out of the carriage. The gold-threaded dragon brocade boots on his feet stepped firmly on the white snow, bright yellow.
The large cloak trimmed with black gold threads fell down and spread quietly behind him.
The silver iron mask that had been on his face all year round was no longer there. The man's eyebrows were as handsome and resolute as before, but they were more aged and mature than before. There was a thin green beard on his chin, and he looked at her far and long.
It's like passing through the whole world.
"Qingye..." He called her name softly, his voice and tone were no different from those four years ago. If there was any difference, it was just a little more sentimental.
Zhong Qingye's tears quickly fell down, and her snow-white handbook suddenly fell to the ground. After a pause, she suddenly rushed to the man with long strides, hugged his body, and buried her face with tears.
The thick clothes on his chest were wet.
Qi Mo was stunned for a moment, his brows suddenly softened like water, and he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her tightly, hugging her tightly.
"I miss you……"
"I miss you!"
Two voices sounded at the edge of the plum forest at the same time. The white snow and red plum trees contrasted with each other. The people standing in the sky stood alone in the world. In their eyes, only each other remained.
Deep in the plum forest, a man in white as snow stood quietly under the gorgeous red plums. The pair of people embracing each other stood motionless from the gap in the branches. His face was as exquisite as a sculpture, peaceful and gentle, but there was no trace of it.
mood.
"Do you regret it?" A man who looked exactly like him walked out from under another plum tree. The golden moon under his left eye was charming and seductive. He walked quietly to the man's side and approached the embracing couple.
"Inform Qi Mo to come here, and A Qing will definitely go back with him. Jin, do you regret it?"
"I don't regret it." Feng Jin said calmly: "Ah Qing already knows her own situation. Four years of getting along has failed to shake her heart. I should give her her freedom."
"...Then when will you...be able to free yourself?"
The wind picked up, and Feng Yun's voice drifted in the plum forest with the wind, as gentle as a sigh. Feng Jin smiled brightly, still looking beautiful as the world shines. She glanced at that person with nostalgia, turned around and walked into the plum forest.
"I think there will probably never be such a day..."