Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin both fell silent after returning to the account.
Xiao Qier walked into the tent and rushed to Nalan Zhijin's side. She leaned close to Nalan Zhijin's ear and said, "My mother is here."
"Master is here." Nalan Zhijin said in surprise, his eyes turned to Nalan Zhenqi involuntarily, and he clearly saw Nalan Zhenqi's figure startled, and his hand holding the wine glass tightened unconsciously.
Xiao Qier helplessly rolled her eyes at Nalan Zhijin, stopped whispering, and said honestly, "Mom said she is waiting for you on the hillside not far away, and asked you to go see her."
"Hey, I'm going now." Nalan Zhijin probably realized that he had said the wrong thing, scratched his head and walked out.
Xiao Qier then sat next to Nalan Zhenqi and took the wine glass from Nalan Zhenqi's hand, "Brother Zhenqi, does the wine taste good?"
"Huh?" Nalan Zhenqi was absent-minded. Xiao Qier had already raised the wine glass and took a sip of wine. As soon as his delicate little tongue came into contact with the spicy wine, he felt a burning pain, as if there was a fire snake on his tongue.
Go upstream.
"It hurts!" The wine glass in Xiao Qier's hand fell to the ground, and there were some tears in the corners of her eyes.
Upon seeing this, Nalan Zhenqi hurriedly poured a glass of water for Xiao Qier, carefully fed Xiao Qier to drink it, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe the wine on Xiao Qier's tongue. Seeing that Xiao Qier was still acting like a
With tears in his eyes, he didn't even care to blow on Xiao Qier's red tongue.
Xiao Qier looked at Nalan Zhenqi's sincere expression with tears in her eyes, and lost her mind for a moment. The brother Zhenqi in her mother's memory was not like this. The brother Zhenqi in her mother's memory had raised eyebrows and no eyes.
As bright as the sun. But now, brother Zhenqi's eyes are dull and his eyebrows are always frowning.
"Is everything okay?" Nalan Zhenqi saw that Xiao Qier was no longer crying, so he raised his head and touched Xiao Qier's head, "Don't drink anymore. It's wrong for children to drink."
"Brother Zhenqi, why don't you laugh?" Xiao Qier asked doubtfully, "Is it because Sister Yueya died that you stopped laughing?"
Nalan Zhenqi did not answer Xiao Qier's question, but Xiao Qier seemed unwilling to give up, "Brother Zhenqi, you look good when you smile. If Sister Yue Ya dies, then how about I be your Yue Ya?"
"Little thing, what are you talking about?" Nalan Zhenqi laughed.
Xiao Qier thought for a while, "I'm not talking nonsense, I just want brother Zhenqi to laugh again. But I don't want to be the crescent moon, I want to be your sun. Because the crescent moon is cold and the sun is warm, I
I want to be Brother Zhenqi’s warm sun.”
Nalan Zhenqi didn't say anything, but just held Xiao Qier in his arms, "Okay, okay, you will be Brother Zhenqi's Taiyang. Brother Zhenqi is a little tired now, can you please Taiyang stop talking?"
"Yes," Xiao Qier nodded earnestly and stopped talking obediently, but quietly raised the corners of her mouth. Mother, I know what I want to do when I grow up. When I grow up, I want to marry brother Zhenqi.
I want to be able to see brother Zhenqi’s smile every day.
………………
"Master," Nalan Zhijin panted and ran to the hillside.
Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhijin expressionlessly, expressing dissatisfaction with his physical strength, "It takes less than half a stick of incense to get from the military camp to here with Qinggong. Not only did you exceed half a stick of incense, but you still look like this. It seems that
I have been lazy in practicing martial arts recently, and starting from today, I must not practice martial arts less than eight hours a day."
"Hey." Nalan Zhijin said feebly, "But master, why are you here?"
"I heard that Ye Xieming took charge personally, how are you doing?" Jing Yirong asked without answering.
"When we returned to the camp, Ye Xieming didn't make a move against us at all. He could have killed both of us just now but didn't do it. He said you need us." Nalan Zhijin told the truth.
Something strange flashed across Jing Yirong's eyes, "Zhenqi...is he okay?"
"No," Nalan Zhijin felt heartbroken when he thought of Nalan Zhenqi now. "Seventh brother has matured a lot and grown a lot taller. But he doesn't seem to be able to smile. He frowns every day.
I can’t even shake off my sadness.”
"Why can't he forget it?" Jing Yirong looked into the distance with distress.
"Just now in the battlefield, Seventh Brother deliberately provoked Ye Xieming and asked Ye Xieming to kill him. He said that he was so tired, and he said that the master no longer needed him. I was really scared just now, afraid that he really didn't want to live.
"Yes." Nalan Zhijin said carefully, trying to make his words appear relaxed.
Jing Yirong was shocked. There seemed to be countless threads entangled in his heart, which could not be pulled away no matter how hard he tried. All his thoughts were confused because of Nalan Zhenqi's negative attitude. He didn't want to live anymore? So what else could he conceal?
What's the meaning?
She selfishly would rather he live in pain than let him leave. She would rather bear his strong hatred, but now he says that he doesn't want to live anymore?
Jing Yirong thought about the moment she lost Xiao Yan again. She could not bear the thought of anyone leaving her. Jing Yirong suddenly raised her head and looked at Nalan Zhijin, "I won't, I won't let him leave."
Nalan Zhijin looked at Jing Yirong, and his heart ached. Why do they always have to endure such pain?
At night, autumn has just begun, but the cool breeze in the military tent has a bit of a chilly feel.
Nalan Zhenqi was no longer sleepy, when a stone wrapped in a layer of white paper came towards him. Nalan Zhenqi stood up quickly to catch it, and opened the note under the moonlight. There were only three words on the note, "See you on the hillside"
Nalan Zhenqi felt that the weight of this piece of paper was too heavy, so heavy that he could hardly hold it.
Is she going to see him? What is she going to say?
Nalan Zhenqi could not hide his desire. No matter how unwilling he was, he still left the military tent and walked down the hillside under the guidance of the bright moonlight.
Jing Yirong stood with her back to him, her depressed figure seemed to be disappearing in the next second. When Nalan Zhenqi was thinking about how to say the first sentence, Jing Yirong suddenly turned around and said
With a gentle smile on his face, as if nothing had happened between them, he said, "You're here."
"Yes." Nalan Zhenqi responded in a low voice.
The air condensed, and there was no words between the two of them. Only the breeze blew by, and the silent atmosphere gradually spread. There had been no conversation for so long that they didn't know how to speak now.
"Since you have nothing to say, I'll leave first." Nalan Zhenqi turned around and made a rustling sound on the fallen leaves.
"I need you." Jing Yirong hurriedly called out to Nalan Zhenqi. Nalan Zhenqi turned around in surprise, "What did you say?"
Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "I said I need you. Zhenqi, you have been away from me for too long, can you come back to me again."
"Do you think it's possible?" Nalan Zhenqi laughed mockingly, "After you killed Yue Ya, after you pushed me away?"
"I can't tell you the reason for killing Yue Ya, but you understand in your heart that I have my own reasons. The only thing I did wrong was to push you away from me and let you face all the pain alone. I should be more selfish, selfish
No matter how painful you feel when you see me, I should tie you to my side." Jing Yirong walked up to Nalan Zhenqi and said, "You have grown taller and have surpassed the master."
Tears flowed out of Nalan Zhenqi's eyes, and he wiped them away stubbornly not wanting to be seen. He had not cried for a long time, but he did not expect to cry again in front of Jing Yirong. Get used to it, he has long been used to treating Jing Yirong as...
Relatives, so when relatives are close, all the grievances will be revealed.
"I'm sorry." Jing Yirong held Nalan Zhenqi's hand, "I shouldn't have pushed you away, and I shouldn't have let you go back to that cold palace. Give me a chance, okay? Come back to the master's side.
, Relatives shouldn’t be separated in the first place, right?”
"You still don't want to tell me the reason for killing Yueya?"
"I have no choice but to do so," Jing Yirong finally said, "Zhenqi, you know me better than Zhijin, and you know more about your importance to me. If I didn't have no choice but to kill Yue Ya, I wouldn't kill Yue Ya with my own hands, let alone
I won't let you hate me so much. Yue Ya has already left, and I can't do anything about it, but give me a chance to make up for it, okay? I will try my best to heal the pain in your heart little by little."
Nalan Zhenqi quietly stared at Jing Yirong in front of him. The master had changed. Probably because he had lost too much, he would be more gentle when facing them now. How could he not be moved by such a gentle master? There were countless
How much he wanted to return to his master at night and feel the happiness of having his relatives around him again.
Jing Yirong took out the jade piece and put it into Nalan Zhenqi's hand, "When you threw this jade piece to me, I should put it back into your hand without caring about anything. The old me
If I give in to Gu Gu too much, I think you will not be willing to leave. The Zhenqi jade piece will return to its original owner, and I will wait for you to return to the master."
"Zhijin told you, didn't he?" Nalan Zhenqi stroked the jade piece and suddenly said: "Zhijin told you that I am too tired, so tired that I don't want to live anymore, so you are afraid."
Jing Yirong avoided Nalan Zhenqi's gaze, "I'm really scared. I don't have much and I don't want to watch you leave again."
"I accept the jade piece and give you a chance." Nalan Zhenqi put the jade piece into his arms. The feeling of the jade piece against his heart was like going home, solid and satisfied. "I think I will never
I will forget Yue Ya's death, but now I am even happier that you care about me. This time we are no longer walking with our backs to each other."
"Thank you." Jing Yirong smiled sincerely, her favorite apprentice and her relative.
Nalan Zhenqi turned around and walked towards the military tent. Under the moonlight, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper. The lost things may not be found again, but the lost feelings can be recovered as long as you have the heart.
can be retrieved.
Jing Yirong couldn't help but smile, Crescent Moon, you would be happy if you saw it. Zhenqi and I finally stopped tormenting each other.
"You expect others to give you a chance, why don't you give me a chance?" A familiar voice came from behind. Jing Yirong knew who it was without even thinking about it. She didn't want to look back, so she walked forward without looking back.
The footsteps were approaching, and his arm was firmly held, "You have a reason for killing Yue Ya, don't I have a reason for pretending to be Nalan Qingyi? Why didn't you even ask?"
Jing Yirong shook off Ye Xieming's hand, "You have no idea why I hate you."