He looked ahead and watched the man pick up the child, but inexplicably felt that his bones were about to crack. He lowered his head, slowly pulled open the ink robe on his body, and looked at the exposed bones in the chest cavity.
There was a red jade plaque. The jade plaque became brighter and hotter, which made him feel a little painful. He covered his chest and slowly curled up.
After a long time, he raised his head again. She was no longer on the ring. He sat there in a loss of regret, watching the sunset drop little by little.
Slowly swallowed him by the darkness.
...
When Xilingyue returned to the mansion, Xu Liang had already been waiting there, looking at him with a complicated expression.
He was stunned for a moment, "What, but what happened?"
"This..." Xu Liang felt that something was difficult to say, and he sighed: "General, you should go to the wife's garden by yourself."
Xi Lingyue was stunned for a moment, then rushed towards Yuanzi where Qingjiu lived. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard laughter coming from inside. He walked tremblingly and pushed open the door. The first thing that caught his eye was a big bearded man.
The little guy was leaving behind the play, while on the other side, Qing Jiu and a man in white robe were sitting face to face, with a strange expression.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone turned to look at him.
When Xi Lingyue saw the man's face clearly, she seemed to be struck by lightning. She stared at his face in a daze, a little unbelievable and a little depressed.
He opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to make a sound: "Emperor..."
But then he thought of something again. He walked slowly forward, came to the man, lowered his head slightly, "Prince, Prince."
After Xiao Qi gave way to Leng Yi, he was named Prince by Leng Yi because he disappeared, and his name was: Qi.
The man was slightly stunned when he saw him, and his head slightly said: "Prime Minister Yue."
Xi Lingyue's face was not very good. He smiled miserably and looked at Qing Jiu, "You, you..."
Qing Jiu looked at his face, then looked at the man, and waved his hand with a smile: "Look, see if he looks like my little one? Even the color of his eyes is the same, it looks like a father and son, right?
It's just a pity that I can't remember it anymore, little one doesn't know..."
The man and Xi Lingyue were stunned and looked at her. She blinked and shrugged.
The man's surprise was even heavier than Xiling Yue. What he said on the ring, what did she do?
When the bearded man heard this, he hugged the little guy in his arms and followed him. What's going on? Why don't you remember it again?
After Xilingyue reacted, she couldn't help looking at the man and explained: "She was caught in Wuqing Water and it was easy to forget things, so..."
His remaining words stopped when he saw the man's dim eyes, but he was slightly puzzled. Although Li'er said that she was very forgetful, she would not forget the important people too quickly, let alone,
Prince Qi is... she is the little girl's biological father, how could she be?"
Hearing the three words "Wuruthless Water", the man immediately understood.
He sighed and shook his head at Xilingyue. Since he forgot, let's forget it.
Qing Jiu held his chin and looked at the person opposite him whose faces had changed. He smiled innocently, but a daze flashed through his eyes that were hanging down inadvertently.
...
At night, when everyone in Xiaoyuan left, Qingjiu was lying on the bed holding the little guy.
Xilingyue prepared another garden for the three of them.
The little guy lay on Qingjiu's chest, looking at her with big eyes: "Mom, why did you forget my father? You didn't pay it back at the beginning..." He looked at her excitement at that time
She knew it clearly, but in a blink of an eye she forgot what he said, and she felt strange no matter how she looked.
Qing Jiu lowered his eyes and sighed: "You don't understand the kid's house."
"Hey! Mom, are you interested in someone else? So you pretended to forget to kick my dad?"
"What? Do you have any opinions?"
Qing Jiu glanced at him, and the little guy rubbed her neck, "Okay, okay, do whatever you want, right?"
Qing Jiu opened his mouth, but in fact he wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't explain it.
For some reason, she was indeed quite excited and surprised when she first saw him, but after all the excitement calmed down, she couldn't feel any emotion when she looked at him.
She couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Wuqingshui had the effect?
But she always feels... what are the differences...
...
The little guy fell asleep quickly, lying on her chest, and she was sleeping soundly. Qing Jiu touched his little head, and the blue hair was soft on it, and she stared blankly at the
But his heart was getting more and more restless. His mind was filled with the skeleton man he saw that night. His blank blue eyes were tilted slightly when he saw her. No matter how he looked at her, he felt a little...
It's nostalgic.
She held the little guy's body aside, covered him with her nose, rubbed his forehead, and then dressed neatly. When she passed by the bronze mirror, she looked at her face reflected in the bronze mirror.
I couldn't help but touch my face, found the veil, covered my face again, and then walked out.
Qingjiu walked on the deserted street, the cool breeze blew on her face, and it was so cold that she looked up at the sky of the dark night and the scattered stars, which were dazzling.
She walked forward slowly, thinking about nothing or doing nothing.
But before she knew it, she walked to the end of East Street.
Looking at the ring that was still there, I couldn't help but look at it in a daze, slowly walked forward two steps, sighed, turned over, and jumped onto the ring.
While she jumped onto the ring, the skeleton man wrapped in his ink robe slowly raised his head on the wall not far away, and the ice-blue eyes were so lost in the dark night. He stared at the ring in a daze, looking at the ring in a daze.
The person who walked from one end to the other side shook his body and almost fell off the wall. Because the movement was too large, his bones were creaking. He sat down again and looked at him in a daze.
The ring stared at the slender figure.
Qing Jiu was tired of walking, so he simply lay down on the ring, and the surroundings were quiet.
But for some reason, her heart was inexplicably relieved.
There seemed to be a sense of peace of mind around her, which made her feel relaxed...
She closed her eyes and felt the sound of a gust of wind blowing through her ears. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that she had heard the familiar "cry" sound again.
"Crack-Crack-Crack-" The sound is very light and far away.
But it's so close.
She breathed tightly, opened her eyes frowned, and looked in one direction.
But in that direction there was only a fallen leaf swept by the cold wind, and nothing was there.
She sat up in disappointment, stared in that direction for a while, and sighed, what was she doing?