393, Feeling sorry for his warmth and self-knowledge
The last few questions are also solved at the end of the story.【】
Miss Lian loves lotuses so much that she chose the name Qianhe Island. However, the buildings on the island are obviously of royal scale. The only one who has the ability and reason to build them is Qi Mu. Zhong Qingye can easily guess that this island is destined to be built.
It was a gift from Qi Mu to Miss Lian.
As for the buildings and layout on this island, Miss Lian probably lived on this island for a relatively long time during her lifetime. She grew up among the people, and was accustomed to the simple and simple layout of the people, so the island
Only the interior of a royal building is so simple and elegant.
Miss Lian's biological father, Mr. Lin, came from a scholarly family, and Miss Lian must have been very knowledgeable. This can be seen from the exquisite lintel font of the hut and the dazzling array of books.
As for Mrs. Hu who committed suicide, she was definitely not buried here from the beginning. According to the rules, she was a commoner who had committed a crime. She was not allowed to be buried properly after she hanged herself. She was usually dumped in a mass grave.
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The reason why it appears here is probably because Miss Lian knew about her relationship with the Hu family and begged Qi Mu to help with the relocation, or else it was one of the things Qi Mu himself did to please Miss Lian.
The birth of Miss Lian and the revelation of Hu's red apricot should have been a royal scandal. Regardless of whether the late emperor was alive or not, this kind of scandal should be subject to a very strict blockade.
When things happened, in order to save the royal face, the late emperor probably sent people to kill everyone who participated in these things, except for the royal people who knew about it, including the soldiers who captured and detained the Hu family, and the monks of Xiangguo Temple.
Sister-in-law, the two families of the Lin family and the Hu family, and even the guilty persons who may have known a little bit or had no knowledge at all, were brutally massacred to completely prevent the news from spreading.
Fu Yan didn't say these things, but Zhong Qingye could vaguely detect the bloody atmosphere of the great change from his description and the rules he knew.
Precisely because the insiders are basically extinct, and this kind of thing will never be recorded, decades later, if Fu Yan hadn't relented, Zhong Qingye would never have been able to find out, no matter how powerful he was.
reveal the truth of that year.
With blood as a seal, this entanglement of grudges decades ago gradually annihilated the torrent of history. This extramarital affair, which seemed justifiable in modern times, would actually end up like this after changing the scene to ancient times. Zhong Qingye thought,
This is probably the frustrating place in ancient times.
Fu Yan personally came out of that accident. His ability to survive well now should be related to the fact that he has been with Qi Mu since he was a child. And Qi Mo, who was still a teenager when the incident happened, grew up.
Zhong Qingye and Fu Yan both knew how they knew these things about themselves, and Zhong Qingye didn't dare to imagine how he felt when he learned everything.
For a moment, Zhong Qingye seemed to suddenly understand the reason for the rebellion that Qi Mo had planned for decades.
However, she would rather not know anything. In this case, would she not be heartbroken by the heavy spiritual cross that Qi Mo has been carrying for so long?
There is still a point that Qingye dare not think about, during those decades of walking alone, knowing the warmth and coldness of each other, in the dead of night, will Qi Mo also miss himself and Miss Lian who knew nothing?
In the following time, Zhong Qingye never spoke again. He sat blankly in front of Hu's grave, his eyes dim and he didn't know what he was thinking. This silence was in sharp contrast with the restless mood before.
Qi Yan came over and was confused. While applying medicine to Fu Yan's head, he looked at her carefully, as if wondering why she became so fast.
Qi Yan has never bandaged anyone's wound before, so the technique is obvious. He just sprinkled some powder and wrapped it with gauze, but it was very messy. In the end, Fu Yan wrapped his forehead by himself, patted the snow on his body and stood up. "
It’s getting late, I’ll take you back.”
Zhong Qingye was startled, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet. He turned his head blankly and glanced at him. He suddenly woke up, nodded in confusion, and stood up from the ground, but forgot to brush off the snow flakes on his body.
Qi Yan was sorting away all kinds of medicines for injuries lying on the floor. Hearing this, he was startled, lowered his head and said nothing.
Fu Yan and Zhong Qingye started walking back, still as silent as when they came, but each other's mood was much more complicated than when they came. As soon as they reached the wooden bridge in the small courtyard, Qi Yan hugged the long
The lovesick Qin hurried over.
Fu Yan turned to look at her and glanced deeply at the guqin in her hand. He didn't say anything, but Qi Yan's cheeks reddened extremely sensitively. Her hands holding the qin tightened and she stammered:
"I...I'm going to send...send off the third sister-in-law..."
After hearing this, Fu Yan still didn't say a word, neither stopped him nor persuaded him. He just shook his head with regret, let out a long sigh, turned around and walked forward.
Zhong Qingye was very confused at the moment and had no mood to care about Qi Yan. He followed Fu Yan forward silently. Seeing that neither of them stopped him, Qi Yan's face lit up and he followed them cautiously.
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The woods are dark green everywhere, and because of the shelter of the huge tree canopy, the snow on the ground is not very thick, and there is a creaking sound when you step on it, echoing in the forest, lonely and monotonous.
It was still the same small dock, still the same small boat. Fu Yan and Zhong Qingye got on the boat one after another. Qi Yan on the shore hesitated for a moment, as if he had suddenly made up his mind, and stepped aboard step after step. Before Fu Yan or Zhong Qingye could wait,
No matter what Ye said, she hurriedly explained: "I...I went to Third Brother. It's been a long time..."
Before she finished speaking, Zhong Qingye turned around, bent down and walked into the small curved awning. Fu Yan followed him in without saying a word, not even her.
Qi Yan froze on the spot, looking at the small awning door that was still shaking strangely. He couldn't figure out what they meant. The boy walked out of the awning, trembling with his hands and feet while holding up a pole.
, glanced at Qi Yan strangely. "Princess, it's very cold while rowing. Why don't you go in and take shelter?"
Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted and grinned brightly. "Go in, of course you have to go in!"
After saying that, he ignored the petrified boy, bent down and got into the awning with a smile.
It took the boy a long time to react and smacked his lips secretly. The princess was already pretty enough when she wasn't smiling. This smile... was just like a flower...
He sighed as he rowed across the boat towards the other side.
When they went ashore and changed to the carriage, Qi Yan was already very calm. After Fu Yan and Zhong Qingye got on the carriage, he walked up very consciously without being reminded, and sat on the small leather stool on the edge of the carriage.
My heart almost jumped out of my chest.
The carriage swayed and began to run forward. The wheels grinded on the snow, and the creaking sound became louder. Qi Yan hugged her Sauvignon Blanc guqin tightly, as if looking at the lovesickness words on it, but only she knew that she was holding it.
The palm of the hand holding the piano body was already sticky.
The wheel moves forward, and every inch it takes, it gets closer to that person. Qi Yan's nervousness and confusion are like a person drinking water, knowing whether he is warm or cold.
Before reaching the place where he got on the carriage, the boy suddenly shouted loudly and pulled the reins hard. The horse neighed sharply and could hardly stop. It slid forward for a long time, and the carriage also suffered.
The impact caused Zhong Qingye to tilt forward violently, causing Zhong Qingye to lose his balance and hit his head hard against the wall of the carriage. His eyes were so painful that stars appeared in his eyes.
Qi Yan didn't ask for favors either, because she almost fell off the carriage because she was sitting on the outside. Fu Yan quickly grabbed her and said nervously: "Princess, are you okay?"
Qi Yan shook his head and shook his head. Fu Yan didn't like Qingye either. He raised his head and said angrily to the boy outside: "What's going on?! Why did you stop the car suddenly?!"
After waiting for a while, he didn't hear the boy's answer. Fu Yanzheng felt strange when he suddenly heard a cold male voice say without emotion: "Eunuch Fu? It's been such a long time."
Zhong Qingye was knocked dizzy and almost jumped up when he heard the sound. His eyes widened and he almost suspected that he was hallucinating.
This voice is...Qi Mo?!
But that's not right. Shouldn't he be on the front line now?
Qi Yan also recognized who the owner of the voice was. Her body tensed up in an instant, and her expression was inexplicably reminiscent of a string that was about to break. She couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement.
For a moment, the three people in the car were stunned, and no one spoke. Qi Mo seemed a little anxious. The more anxious he was, the colder his tone became, which sounded heartbreaking. "Why do you still need this general's invitation?"
Are you coming down?"
As soon as Zhong Qingye heard this tone, he knew that he had lost his temper, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He bent down and opened the car curtain and walked out.
Outside the carriage, neatly equipped soldiers in armor were holding long halberds with cold and resolute expressions. They were wrapped around the carriage, and the halberd blades in their hands shone coldly under the snowy light.
Qi Mo, who was at the front, didn't even take off his armor. The silver-white armor reflected the white light of the snow, complementing his stern expression, making him even more powerful.
Zhong Qingye's eyes were a little astringent, and she had an inexplicable urge to cry. Under the attention of a large number of soldiers, she stretched out her hand to wipe her eyes in embarrassment, pretending to be blinded by the snow.
When she came out of the carriage, her intact appearance made Qi Mo's eyes light up. Before he could react, Zhong Qingye suddenly rushed out of the carriage and stretched out his arms to hug him in front of everyone.