More than ten years later, Linghu Qingqing thought of her wedding night and seemed to have hidden all her emotions behind the curtains - neither smiling nor crying. Whenever Qingqing recalled it again
When I was twenty-one years old, I got married in name only, and I always felt empty in my heart. It was as if I just saw a step that I had to take in my life, and I took the step without hesitation.
The scene at that time was no different from the wedding I imagined when I was young: the whole world was together, and the house was full of guests and friends. It was a pity that the person beside me was no longer recognizable to me.
After that, whenever she saw unfamiliar or familiar people gathered around her, Qingqing couldn't help but think of Master Zi Shu's words:
"What are you doing knowing so many people?"
Looking at Jiayou that day, it was difficult for Qingqing to connect him with the young man in his memory who was so heartless that he committed the murder. Qingqing sat on the edge of the couch and heard the noise outside gradually dissipating, and the veiled
The open door was gently pushed open. Jiayou smelled faintly of alcohol, but he was not drunk. Instead, he lowered his head and smiled at Qingqing:
"Young Master Lin... I've kept you waiting for a long time."
But Qingqing just stared at him blankly, without saying a word. But the beads on the curtain were crystal clear, seeming to block the inexplicable hatred in Qingqing's eyes. Jiayou stepped forward, smiling shyly.
He said: "Young Master Lin... you are so beautiful." After saying that, he raised his hand and opened the veil in front of Qingqing. Unexpectedly, Qingqing suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Nan Jiayou's wrist tightly:
"Do not touch me."
Jiayou was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but there was no displeasure in his expression. He just slowly put down his hand and asked cautiously: "But what about the general made the young hero unhappy? Today is the wedding of the general and the young hero.
Young hero, please don't be unhappy..." Qingqing turned his head, and the strings of beads on the curtain jingled: "Nan Jiayou, what happened before you came to West Lake really didn't matter at all.
Remember? You can’t remember a single thing about what happened to you and me back then?”
Hearing Qingqing's question, Jiayou only said that Qingqing was angry about his amnesia, so he smiled easily and said apologetically: "It turns out that Young Master Lin is angry about this! To be honest, Young Master, I can recall it in my mind.
The first thing that happened was the smell of herbs that filled the room. After that, I fell asleep for a long time, and then I saw Mr. Ruo..."
"What did Mr. Ruo say?"
"It is said that the general was almost killed when something exploded. It was the disciples of Tiankeju who narrowly escaped death and rescued the general... But at that time, the general was not able to remember what it was that exploded..."
Speaking of this, Jiayou touched the back of his head in embarrassment, "Does the young hero know those things at that time?"
"Of course I know." Qingqing turned around and looked out the window, "It was my master who rescued you at that time."
"Yes! That's natural." Jiayou heard Qingqing's tone soften and thought she had calmed down, so he couldn't help but leaned closer to her and whispered, "Mr. Ruo's life-saving grace to the general
, Jiayou will never forget it in his life."
When Qingqing heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud - Nan Jiayou, who had no memory, thought that something was wrong.
When he saw Qingqing smiling, Jiayou finally felt relieved, thinking that his wife was just nervous on the wedding day. At this moment, the wife opposite finally felt a lot more cheerful. Then he cautiously stretched out his hand, trying to hold Qingqing in his arms.
In the arms: "Qing'er... Since you and I are married, we don't have to be so restrained anymore. From now on, between you and me, we will still be..."
Unexpectedly, when Qingqing heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He turned around and used the "Thousand Miles of Clouds" move in front of him, as if he wanted to fight Jiayou, and said sternly: "What did you call me just now?"
?!"
Nan Jiayou was a little flustered: "Qing'er, don't you like it..."
"General Nan!" Qingqing still maintained the posture of being able to make a move at any time, gritting his teeth through the curtains flying in front of his eyes, "Marrying the general will not violate the will of the head of the West Lake.
.Even if the general doesn’t remember what happened between me and the general, I will never forget it for the rest of my life. From now on, the fate between you and me as husband and wife will only be in name only! Please respect yourself, general!”
Seeing the fierce look of his wife in front of him, Jiayou was so frightened that he stayed where he was, unable to say a word.
Seeing that he didn't move, Qingqing reached out and picked up one of the pillows lined up on the couch, turned around and left. Jiayou subconsciously wanted to hold it for her, but Qingqing heard his movement and shouted fiercely.
: "Don't touch me!" Then he sat down by the window holding a pillow and pulled off the hairpin curtain on his head.
Jiayou stood there, neither moving nor sitting. He looked at Qingqing with some panic. He didn't know what made her so unhappy. The moment she took off her curtain, a sudden burst of wind blew through the crack of the window.
The dark wind blew out all the red candles in the room.
Early the next morning, Qingqing leaned against the window, and was suddenly pierced by the early morning sunshine. She opened her eyes. She looked up in a daze, and realized that the dark-colored skirt from yesterday was still wrinkled on her body.
, my hair is messy, and the back of my neck hurts slightly. I must have been leaning on it uncomfortably, and my pillow fell.
After rubbing his eyes and looking up, he realized that Jiayou had already stood up and was sitting alone at the table, holding an empty cup with no water in his hand, silently thinking. Qingqing saw that his eyes were dull and there were circles under his eyes.
The clothes on her body were wrinkled like last night, as if she hadn't slept all night. For some reason, Qingqing suddenly felt a sense of guilt——
After all, Nan Jiayou really knows nothing now.
When Jiayou saw her waking up, his lips moved, but he still lowered his head and said nothing. Then he turned his back, picked up the teapot, and wanted to add a glass of water, only to find that the teapot was already empty. Qingqing stared at him
For a long time, his expression remained cold, but he hesitated in his heart, wondering whether he should tell him everything about his past.
The two looked at each other speechlessly. After a while, Jiayou spoke first: "Are you... going to see the boss and your husband this morning?"
"Yes." Qingqing nodded silently, stood up and said, "It's time to set off."
After that, the two people looked at each other and then at themselves, and realized that they were so messy that they might not even be able to get out of this door. Without thinking, Qingqing picked up her clothes and stepped away.
We went behind the screen. The thick screen was painted with a vast desert and a full moon, which was enough to separate the two people.
It seemed that both of them hesitated for a moment, and then the rustling sounds of changing clothes were heard one after another from the left and right sides of the screen.
Jiayou was in a daze, as if every step of dressing was done unconsciously. Qingqing's sudden anger last night shocked him so much that he couldn't calm down all night. He had finished dressing, Jiayou
He just stood there blankly, not knowing what to do next. As he was lost in thought, he suddenly saw a figure behind the screen, slowly walking out——
Qingqing's thin figure was wrapped in dark black clothes, with her long black hair hanging behind her back, making her originally pale face look as small as cold white jade. Qingqing lowered her eyes, between her tiny eyelashes
Above, there seemed to be a faint beam of light and shadow falling, spreading the crystal clear sunlight all over the ground. Perhaps because of her weak body, Qingqing would shake slightly when she took a step, making her whole figure appear slightly...
Unique flavor.
Nan Jiayou's originally dull eyes suddenly became bright, staring at Qingqing's face, not wanting to look away for a moment.
Turning around, Qing Qing saw Jiayou staring blankly this way, not knowing what he was doing, so he glanced at him strangely and said, "Hurry up, or you will be scolded by Mr. Ruo if you are late."
"Okay... coming right now." Jiayou suddenly came back to his senses, straightened his clothes, and hurriedly followed.
The two were walking on the road, but they didn't see the West Lake. People in the Northern Desert cast strange looks at them. Logically speaking, newlyweds are inseparable at that time. How can they be like Lin Shaoxia and General Nan, one on the left and the other on the right?
A hundred and eighty thousand miles away?
"These two people didn't have a conflict last night, right?"
"If I look at it, one of them must have used too much force when he was anxious, which made the other unhappy!"
"Then tell me, which one of them seems more powerful?"
"..."
The following words became more and more unpleasant to listen to, but because of his excellent hearing, he heard all these dirty words in his ears. Qingqing had no choice but to have an attack, so he had to frown and walked aside alone.
Youxu noticed that everyone was talking, so he slowed down, walked to Qingqing, and tried to stretch out his hand.
Qingqing saw that hand, like his own, was covered with rough calluses.
After hesitating for a moment, Qingqing pretended not to see anything and ignored Jiayou's temptation. Instead, he unknowingly took a step closer and followed Jiayou. Then, Qingqing seemed to hear Nan Jiayou let out a long sigh.
, I saw that he suddenly quickened his pace and threw himself several steps away.
Hearing the uncontrollable snickers around him, this time it was Qingqing's turn to sigh.
"In the past month, among the kings of the Ta family in Beimo, there have been many peacemakers and few rebels. The current head of Jimo lacks prestige and has always been like a puppet of the Yi Ya Dynasty. Even if he has rebellion, he cannot take the lead.
Therefore, when we go deep into the desert this time, we don’t have to worry too much about the sincerity of the kings of the Northern Desert. Besides..." Ruo Dong's eyes moved slightly, "Among those Tajia kings, there are also some of us who can keep their word."
"Sir." Siyuan stood up and saluted and asked, "Having said that, there are many forces in the Northern Desert. Even if you have gained the trust of the Ta family king's faction, you still cannot take the so-called loyalty of others lightly."
Hearing the words, Ruo Dong nodded: "You're right. In this desert, the rewards of glory and wealth are not based on blood, but on the strength of head-to-head magic. Therefore, those families who pass down their magic and reputation from generation to generation.
, have gradually become powerful, which should not be underestimated. Previously, apart from the kings of the various Ta clans, the Wuling Tomb sect was the most outstanding. Now, Master Yang of Wuling Tomb has gone to the west, and only the Gongshu Wang lineage remains.
, still missing.”
Hearing this, An Ge also stood up immediately: "Sir, in that case, why not use the Crow Map to go deep into the desert and search for traces of Gongshu's descendants? If we can persuade them with good words, we can make them sincerely surrender and commit suicide.
It's the best. If it doesn't work, then eradicate the root cause and get rid of it once and for all!"
As soon as An Ge finished speaking, all the people in the room could be heard secretly agreeing. However, Mr. Ruo was not in a hurry to speak. He looked around and asked the disciples: "Do other people think so too?"
"yes!"
"Four or five years have passed since we took back Dongshan Nanlin. It is quite difficult to convince the kings in the Northern Desert this time. Why not strike while the iron is hot, unify the whole world, completely eliminate those rebels, and revive The glory of Emperor Wen Kang back then?" Some impatient disciples have already stood up. Although they bowed and saluted, their words were still full of high aspirations.
Qingqing sat alone in the corner, shaking his head - this commotion will make him uneasy for who knows how many years.
Looking around, he saw Nan Jiayou sitting in the other corner, looking at him from a distance. Seeing Qing Qing looking over, Jiayou quickly turned his head. Now in the General Mansion at Miyu West Lake, Nan Jiayou is the only one. , nothing can compare with the joy of General Shen talking and laughing loudly. Qingqing felt a little sad when she recalled the old things, so she turned her head away and remained silent.
After that, Mr. Ruo and the disciples discussed something, but Qingqing didn't hear a word of it. He just heard a familiar name ringing in his ears: "Lin Qing!" After a moment of reaction, Qingqing realized that it was Calling himself, he stood up quickly, saluted and said: "Here!"
Ruo Dong nodded with satisfaction: "Ange, you will take Ren Siyuan and Lin Qing with you tomorrow and set off first."