She put down the paper in a daze, and the handwriting on it was very clear in small regular script, and the two words at the front were very clear: divorce book.
"Xiling Yue, you..."
"I have no other meaning." Xi Lingyue saw that her face was wrong and quickly explained: "Don't feel guilty about you. Actually, I thought it clearly when I came here, but the emperor didn't want me to see you at that time.
I'm not sure if you were still blaming the emperor at that time, so this divorce letter that should have been handed over to you for so long has been delayed."
Qing Jiu's lips moved, and she looked at Xi Lingyue and felt even more guilty in her heart.
She forced a smile, just feeling sad.
He thought of himself again, and he was even afraid that he would be embarrassed and sent this divorce letter, but... "I'm sorry, even if I hated him, I shouldn't have implicated you." Now, he has made him alone
I have been here for so long.
"Li'er, you have nothing to do to implicate me. I'm willing to thank you. Actually, even if the emperor didn't send me here at that time, I might have stayed in Lingcheng for a short time."
"Hmm?" Qing Jiu was stunned.
"I... I am not actually from Nanling Kingdom."
"how?"
"I am from Xiyu Kingdom... The reason why I came to Nanling Kingdom back then was just a coincidence. So sooner or later, I will leave there one day. I happened to come here and meet my family. Actually, I am grateful to you.
"Xi Lingyue stood up, her clear eyes were not stained with dust, "So, don't feel any guilt, I'm really fine."
Qing Jiu lowered his head and said softly.
It was not until Xiling Yue left that Qing Jiu slowly raised his head, looked at his disappearing figure, and sighed a long time.
The little guy looked at her and tilted his head, "Mom, does Uncle Yue like you?"
"..." Qing Jiu turned around, looked at his serious face, and took him over, "What are you talking nonsense? Children's home, I know what I like and don't like, so hurry up and get some sleep! Wait until your father comes back,
Seeing your look of a sluggish look, be careful not to you anymore!”
"Mom! You threatened me again!" The little guy pouted, but he still obediently turned over, locked his body, covered his lips and yawned: "Mom, my real father won't always be like this.
Bar……"
Qing Jiu was originally covering him with a quilt, but when he heard this, his fingers froze.
After a long time, I murmured: "Go to sleep."
After he couldn't hold on and fell asleep in a daze, he sat alone on the edge of the bed with his eyebrows locked. The small problem was actually something she had been worried about since she woke up. Xiao Qi was in the first place.
The cave was scattered by the light of the Holy Mysterious Stone. Now the jade plaque in his body was left by Feng Yuan according to the Snow Fox Girl. The purpose should be to reunite his soul for him, so that he could eliminate his previous life's design.
The blood curse he put, but now he has no physical body. Could it be like this for his whole life?
She could not even imagine the helplessness and pain he could not be so openly and stayed with Xiaoxiao.
Now it's just the beginning, and he may not have realized that as time goes by, what will happen to him... even she doesn't know.
When night fell in the evening, Qing Jiu sat on the side with a little guy in his arms, with some dinner on the table. This was the first meal they had eaten together, so it was very meaningful to them. She looked at her sitting next to her.
The neatly dressed little guy looked at the food on the table on his pink and jade-like face, sucking...
Mussel shrimp soup, mushroom simmered chicken, fish belly simmered ham, crispy meat slices...
"Mom, are you sure that you did this?"
The little guy obviously didn't believe it, and looked at the food and asked.
Qing Jiu glanced at him, then looked at the dishes on the table, and shrugged: "Son, do you think I have this ability in your mother?"
"……without!"
"Isn't that right! This is made by the chef in the restaurant on East Street!"
"Yes! But didn't you say you want to kiss me, go to the kitchen?" The little guy accused, clearly remembering that his mother was particularly excited about two hours ago and saying that she was going to cook a delicacy for them.
"Are you sure?"
Qing Jiu smiled calmly.
The little guy was so scared that his little body shook by the weird smile in her eyes. Why did he feel a sense of horror?
Qing Jiu stood up and quickly left the door. When he returned to the room, he had a bowl of black, not black, not white, and something that could be called something? He put it in front of him. "Mom,
What's this?"
"Son, didn't you say you wanted to eat the rice you made for your mother 'in person'? Well, what's in front of you is, are you sure you want to eat?"
She deliberately increased the word "in person" and successfully saw that his little body was shaking even harder
The little guy looked at her speechlessly: "Mom, you'll still... stay away from the kitchen in the future." He was really afraid that someone would die.
Moreover, he suddenly remembered a very serious problem.
"Mom, I'm your own son, right?"
"Of course."
"Then no matter what questions I ask, you won't hit me?"
"Of course not." Qing Jiu glanced at him, what was this little guy going to say?
"Then... Then, are you sure and sure about these dishes... can my father eat?" Why did he think that the skeleton man doesn't need to have a meal at all? After he said that, he looked up and saw Qing Jiu stunned.
He looked and looked guiltily and turned his little head aside, "Mom, I'll talk." Maybe his biological father is an alien and can really eat it.
Qing Jiu's lips moved slightly.
Looking down at the dishes on the table, she smiled bitterly inexplicably. Why did she forget that Xiao Qi is now a skeleton man. The skeleton man nourishes bones with blood and does not need to eat these things at all. Now he has made these things and let him see them.
, Wouldn't he be sad? He pursed his lips and walked towards the little guy.
The little guy jumped onto the bed in an instant and began to roll on, "Mom, you said you won't hit me!"
"I didn't hit you, I just let you eat it."
"Eh?" The little guy was stunned, "Really?"
"Yes, eat quickly!" Qing Jiu looked at him fiercely, hiding the loneliness in his heart, and took the little things back to the dining table, "Eat all these, put them away after eating, don't let you
Dad saw it."
"Okay!" The little guy focused his head and started to put down his chopsticks, but he had lost his appetite when he looked at these for no reason: "But, mom, these are not..."
"...Eat it. Your father can only drink blood, not eat these."
"oh."
The little guy ate in a depressed manner, suddenly regretting that he had talked too much.
My mother saw that it was okay, but she must be very sad. After all, she started thinking about it since the afternoon...
He sighed and ate silently.
The delicious food I thought was like chewing wax at this moment. When will his father recover? In this way, my mother will not have to be sad anymore.
In the room, one big and one small, the big one stared in one direction in a daze, and the small one was eating silently. Outside the room, a black shadow took two steps silently, and the steps were slow and silent, slightly
The sound of bones "crying" was buried by the wind outside the window, and fell into the room inadvertently, without attracting the attention of the two people who were in deep thought.
The skeleton man walked slowly outward, his footsteps were very slow, and every step he took seemed to tremble slightly.
His ice-blue eyes were filled with sadness. He stared at his pale hand bones under the moonlight. He even felt that he could smell the bloody smell when his finger bones cut the man's neck. Although that man was a bad person, even though the fox
The son said that even bad people could be killed, but he felt like his chest was pressed by a dull sound, and he could hardly breathe.
The jade plaque on his chest was shining with light, which made him feel even more unpleasant.
It seemed that the smell of blood was getting stronger. He was different from them. They looked normal, but he only had dry skeletons.
He walked forward quickly, and the "cry" sound became louder and louder. He quickly escaped, sat on the wall of the alley, looking blankly at the front, the surroundings were dark, and the cold wind poured into his black robe.
Shivering cold.
He lowered his head and slowly lifted the sleeves of his body. The ink robe slid open, revealing the lush white bones inside. He could even feel the feeling of blood flowing into his body. He lowered his head, and the bones were obviously white.
The blood had already penetrated into the bones, but he just felt that he was not right. The smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger, which made him hammer the wall heavily.
With a "cry" sound, the sound of bones hitting is clearer.
He suddenly jumped off the wall and began to walk out, lowered his head, and moved forward step by step until he escaped the soldiers guarding the city, left the city, and came to a hidden stream at the foot of the back mountain.
Looking at the clear stream in front of me, I looked at the exposed bones and slowly walked forward towards the stream.
Every step he took, he could feel the gurgling water rinsing the blood in his body until the water overflowed the jade tablet, and he felt like something had hit his chest hard.
He groaned, couldn't help but cover his chest, and buried his head deeply in the stream.
"Hey! You won't really commit suicide, are you?"
Suddenly, a crisp voice from a woman came from behind her. Then, she inexplicably stretched out a hand, held his head and pulled it upwards, like pulling a radish. The skeleton man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect anyone to turn around here.
It met a woman's face. The woman was still worried, but when she saw his face clearly, the white skull under the moonlight and the ice-blue eyes embedded in the bones, "
Ah, a scream, and she fell into a coma.
As soon as my body was weak, I poured it into the ice water, rolled a few times, and was about to be washed away by the water.
The skeleton man was stunned, and when he snatched his hand, he picked up the person up, tilted his head and thought about it, grabbed her clothes and walked slowly towards the shore.
The woman was thrown onto the grass, spitted a few sips of water, and woke up. She looked at the skeleton man who looked down at her expressionlessly, and her voice trembled: "You, are you a human or a ghost?"