Now he has tens of thousands of imperial guards in his hand and is the Hu Hou. He has long been a super big figure, but he still does daily work for Qin Yun and never slackens.
"By the way, your Majesty."
"This letter was left to you by the ancestor. I have been to Baiyu Mountain and will not go there anymore. When there is flood in Xiliang, I must hurry back, otherwise there will be big trouble." Xuan Yunzi touched
Post a letter.
Qin Yun took it, frowned and nodded: "You go, be careful on the way."
Xuan Yunzi focused on the head and then left.
Not long after, Qin Yun boarded the carriage and quickly headed to Baiyu Mountain.
It has been almost a year since he had not disturbed Qingping'an and said that he did not want to go and see Li Youwei, it was also fake. She cried sadly on the night of the Lantern Festival and didn't want to leave, but she didn't want to disobey her master's orders.
This time, both public and private, should go there.
He opened Zhibai's letter in the carriage. He had passed away, and he was inevitably moved to see the letter.
The letters are very long, densely packed with words.
It wrote about him and Jingyi. After leaving the Shangyuan Festival, the relationship between the two actually broke the ice a little bit, and at least it could meet the conversation.
In the next year, Jingyi was still indifferent to him, but she no longer beat him when she saw him, and sometimes she could even tell the past.
Over time, Zhibai lived on the mountain, but he was a regular visitor in front of Qingping Temple. He chopped wood and carried water and did everything.
Finally, Jingyi told his mother's grave.
At the end of the letter, Old Man Zhibai begs Qin Yun to take care of Qingping'an more, especially Jingyi, who has a demon in her heart, and is prone to offend people and commits a death sentence.
Words are completely the last words of an old father.
After reading it, Qin Yun empathized with it, put down the envelope, and was speechless for a long time...
He is also the father of several children now, and he can't imagine the separation of life and death. Murong Shunhua almost died when she was pregnant with Tianyao, so Tianyao has been a little weak and sickly since she was a child.
Every time he hears his daughter calling him father and saying that he is cold, Qin Yun wants to pick the sun off to keep warm. How can he not love his daughter in the world?
After a long time, Baiyu Mountain arrived.
The green mountains are as bright as before, and the breeze is swaying.
With the way through the Jinyiwei, he quickly found the tombstone behind the mountain, which was the place where Zhibai once buried his woman.
It is very quiet here, so quiet that you can only hear the sound of birds and insects.
The tombstone was cleaned very clean and a new tomb was added. It was Zhibai's tomb, which was opposite the woman's tomb, but it was three inches shorter.
It was as if he was atonement.
Seeing this, Qin Yun sighed again and waved his hand to ask everyone to retreat and not bother Qingjing.
He walked forward gently and looked at the tall figure in white clothes that looked like petrified: "A man dies like a lamp extinguishes, there are some things you should let go."
Jing Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her melancholy cheeks were really beautiful, with clear edges and sharpness.
She didn't look back, as if she didn't surprise Qin Yun's arrival. Her dry red lips opened lightly, and her voice was hoarse: "If it weren't for blood, I might have killed him a year ago."
"But to this day, he is dead, but I can't be happy at all."
"Maybe I forgive him, he won't be able to sit down, but who can understand my mother's grievances? Am I wrong?"
Qin Yun sighed and tried his best to explain: "You are right, you are definitely not wrong."
"People's hearts are full of flesh, and those who do wrong should pay the price. Compared with the criminal law, it makes people feel more painful to regret until death."
"There were some misunderstandings in the past. Zhibai was actually half a victim. He didn't know that your mother was pregnant with you."
"Now that people are dead, and it will no longer make sense to pursue right or wrong. Those who live should cherish time and not let the tragedy happen again."
Jingyi was listening very seriously, but when she heard the last sentence, her cold eyes swept over and said sarcastically: "It seems that you are still terrified and are thinking of Youwei!"
Qin Yun smiled faintly, reached out to take out the incense candles prepared in advance, and lit it for the old Taoist Zhibai.
He said slowly: "You are wrong. I came here, just sending Zhibai a ride, and then entrusting him to help you."
"As for Youwei, I just need to know that she is living well. Love is not control, but fulfillment."
Jingyi frowned when he was dissatisfied. The calmer and calmer Qin Yun was, the more unhappy she was.
"Are you pointing at me to control Youwei?"
Qin Yun lit the incense candle and looked back at her: "I don't have it. Don't look at me with that look. I don't owe you money."
"You feel sad, and you cry. You don't have to talk to me and be thorny."
Jing Yiyu's hand was clenched, and her anger was aroused, and she glared at Qin Yun: "Has no one ever said you were too self-righteous? Who told you that I was sad!"
Qin Yun curled his lips, but he felt relieved. At least Jingyi could still stare at him and feel emotions, but he was afraid that she would not say a word and be stuck in her heart.
Old Man Zhibai, you can rest assured under the spring.
"I won't talk about this anymore? How is Youwei doing recently?"
Jingyi sneered repeatedly, with a very charming charm: "Your Majesty, are you too much? You are a man, ask the nun's current situation?"
Qin Yun said: "What's wrong with nuns? Are nuns humans?"
"Just tell me if she is fine."
Jingyi felt like he wanted to tear him to vent his anger, but he was very powerless. First of all, he couldn't kill him. Secondly, Qin Yun fell, and Daxia basically fell.
The most important thing is, what will your beloved disciple Li Youwei think? Although he has parted with Qin Yun for a year, that girl...
"She's very good, you don't need to worry about it."
Qin Yun nodded, very relieved. The practice of this deep mountain valley is suitable for Youwei's innocent and clear heart. He subconsciously blurted out: "That's good, and you are the same. Take care of yourself, otherwise you will not look good when you are old.
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Jing Yi felt anger surge from Jade Foot to his forehead, his eyes slashed, and murderous aura was everywhere: "What did you say?!"
Qin Yun took three steps back suddenly, and for the first time he had a conversation with Jingyi's friend, he subconsciously became a little frivolous.
Immediately said: "Don't be excited!"
"I just received Zhibai's last words and took care of you more, so I hope you can be happier and don't think too much. You are Youwei's master, and I understand it with respect to my teacher."
He didn't say it at first, and Jingyi hadn't thought of this level yet, but when he said it now, the more he described it, he became darker and darker.
Jing Yiyu's face looked ugly. She had heard of things outside. She thought that this bastard emperor really dared to have those absurd ideas.
"Qin Yun, don't challenge my bottom line, I will really castrate you!" She said gritting her teeth, clenching her jade hands, and furious.
Qin Yun was startled by her like that. He knew that she had thought wrongly and wiped her sweat speechlessly. How could he have made Jingyi's idea? This is all about it.
At this moment, Feng Lao suddenly flashed over, but he was not guarding against Jingyi, but whispered a few words in Qin Yun's ear.
Suddenly, Qin Yun's face changed slightly and his expression was solemn.
"Is there such a coincidence?" he muttered, and then said, "Forget it, I have to go back to the palace first!"