Qing Yi waited for a while, no longer heard Xiao Hua talking, and turned around to look.
I saw him looking forward, his pupils as dark as ink, his complexion pale, and his person as gentle as jade
Suddenly I felt that I had the same feeling when I saw the person playing the piano for the first time at the end of the road.
Looking at it so quietly, I felt a little crazy.
He lowered his head and looked at those charming eyes looking at him, unable to move anywhere else.
The two looked at each other in silence, only hearing the wind whistling past their ears.
A small grain of sand was picked up by the wind and passed over Qing Yi's cheek, leaving a shallow scratch on her snow-white skin.
He lowered his eyes and saw that he knew how she had been here in the past few years. She had probably suffered countless injuries, big and small, but he still raised his hand heartbrokenly, and his fingertips like jade bamboo shoots gently touched the light red mark. .
Qing Yi woke up suddenly. The burning pain on her face was insignificant to her. She didn't care. She turned away from the fingers caressing her cheek and looked forward.
There was another wind that picked up the fallen leaves on the ground and floated them into the air.
In the past few years, Qing Yi has been out on missions. He often rushes all the way to meet the deadline, and his cheeks have been scratched countless times by the gravel on the road. He has never had time to pay attention to the gravel, so how can he care about the fallen leaves rolling in.
I never thought about raising my hand to brush the fallen leaves that were about to fly towards me.
Unexpectedly, someone suddenly turned his body around. He looked up and saw a pair of bottomless black eyes. A faint noise sounded, "Wind, don't wipe your face again."
Qing Yi curled her lips disapprovingly, "It's just a few scratches, what does it matter?"
The pair of dark eyes in front of her moved away from her face. Zhong looked at the road ahead, but a light voice came to her ears, "It really doesn't matter, but I'm afraid that I will enter Beijing soon. Others will look at you and think they are scratching your face for me."
Qing Yi burst out laughing, just about to make fun of him. A cold fragrance of white magnolia floated faintly, slowly covering her, and there was actually that faint cold fragrance in her breath.
The smile gradually froze at the corner of his eyes.
Suddenly, the white robe in front of her eyes was covered with blood-red liquid, and it seemed that she could still feel the cold fingers touching her forehead; and suddenly, it seemed as if the hand on the edge was holding her tightly, and there was a hint of white floating in the sleeves. The fragrance of magnolia.
He was in a trance, unable to distinguish.
She was forced to sit sideways by him, although chasing the wind was steady. But he was afraid that she would slip without noticing, so he put an arm around her waist to hold her firmly.
He lowered his head and saw her looking at him intently, with a dazed look on her face. But he didn't know where he wanted to go. He lowered his head slightly, looked into her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "What?"
Qing Yi came back to her senses and said, "It's nothing." She lowered her eyes and stopped looking into his eyes, fearing that if she looked further, she would think of the person she shouldn't be thinking about again.
After calming down, I realized that I was arguing with him all the way. Although the two of them were riding on the same horse, their bodies did not touch. At this moment, they were held in his arms without knowing it, and their shoulders were pressed against his chest. The warm feeling spread through the clothes, and Qing Yi's face gradually flew away. Two red clouds rose.
He looked at the faint blush oozing out from under her snow-white skin. The tip of my heart skipped a beat, and I really wanted to lower my head and press my lips lightly against her peach-like cheek.
Qing Yi wanted to get out, but with a narrow horse's back, there was nowhere he could get away.
Sit up straight and stop moving.
She didn¡¯t move, and neither did he. The indescribable emotions rose and fell, flickering and appearing with the rising and falling of the horse¡¯s back.
Tsing Yi lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on his shoulders. They were made of simple moon-white fabrics. He and that person both liked to wear white. They both looked gentle and elegant, and they were both as calm as a bottomless pool, making it impossible to look at. clear.
If it hadn¡¯t been for the one who went to attack the Snake Kingdom, or if Xiao Hua hadn¡¯t grown up in Shangguan¡¯s family, she would really have thought that they were the same person.
Although I know that they cannot be the same person, I always don't feel that they are combined into one and cannot be distinguished.
"Xiao Hua."
"Um?"
"I'm a little sleepy."
In order to find out the news about Xiao Qi, she ran back and forth, tried to rescue Xiao Qi, and then assassinated the vulture, back and forth. She hadn't slept a wink in the past two days, and she was really tired at this time.
This sleepiness is nothing compared to the days and nights she spent staying awake to complete the task. She just wanted to avoid the inexplicable feelings that gradually entangled her.
This feeling is so similar to the feeling when I was with Pingyang Hou.
She is afraid
Afraid of this feeling, this feeling made it impossible for her to stay awake and calm.
He raisedHe stood up and pressed her head to his shoulder, "It's still a long way to Beijing, let's get some sleep."
Although he was not with her these past two days, her every move was under his radar. Although he did not go into details, he could also imagine how she was running around these past two days.
Qing Yi was so soft that she leaned against his shoulder and closed her eyes.
She rubbed her shoulders comfortably, and could feel his strong arms through his clothes, which looked like those of a diligent martial artist, which was a bit surprising.
She raised her eyes and glanced at his beautiful chin, "My father said that you don't do your job properly and don't practice martial arts well. How can you still have such a good body?"
He said calmly: "To keep fit, you still need to practice."
Qing Yi glanced at him contemptuously and closed her eyes again.
With this closed, I really feel that my eyelids are as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, and I can¡¯t open them again.
In my sleep, I dreamed about that dream again that I hadn¡¯t had in a long time.
It is still the green mountains and green waters, still the gentle and gentle sound of the piano, and still the quiet and childlike snake.
In her sleep, she felt someone wiping her forehead.
There was a wind blowing, and a cold look appeared on his face, and he suddenly woke up.
Opening her eyes, the hand holding the snow-white handkerchief to wipe her sweat froze slightly, and the white fingers and the handkerchief almost merged into one.
Qing Yi looked up and happened to see a touch of tenderness in his eyes that could not be concealed for a while.
However, it was only for a moment, and when I looked at it again, it was already the usual gentleness, as if the tenderness just now was just Qing Yi's illusion.
"woke up?"
Qing Yi squeezed her neck for too long without moving, her neck was slightly stiff, "Where are you?"
"Yanjing."
Qing Yi was startled for a moment. Looking up, I saw the huge word "Yanjing" above my head, which was actually the gate of Yanjing City.
Recalling the last time I was forced to enter Yan, I saw the same words, but my mood was different from now.
Youran said, "Tell me. Will Pingyang Marquis come back after attacking Yue this time?"
Xiao Hua was slightly shocked, she had returned home since then. He didn't mention the word 'Pingyang Marquis' at all, but now for some reason, he suddenly asked about it and said calmly: "He is just an evil thing. Wouldn't it be better if he didn't come back?"
Qing Yi suddenly raised his head, "Do you think of him that way?"
He didn't look at her. "Isn't it an evil thing to sleep with a female corpse at night and use the dead to fight the desire for life? When he comes back, there are just more dead souls under the bluestone in Pingyang Marquis' Mansion."
Qing Yi was silent for a while, and the poison completely ruined the reputation of Pingyang Marquis. All this is thanks to their mother and daughter. "He was not like this before."
Xiao Hua was surprised, he only said that she hated him very much, but he didn't expect that she would actually speak for him. His heart was in a mess, and he couldn't tell what it was like, "It doesn't matter what it was like before, but living like this without people or ghosts" In this world, another person would have killed himself long ago."
Qing Yi always felt that Xiao Hua didn¡¯t like political affairs. But he was supposed to be a very sensible person, but he didn't expect that he would have the same opinions as those common people, and wipe out everything Pingyang Marquis had done for the Yan country. His face turned cold, and he sat up straight, throwing him away to prevent her from sliding off the horse. The arm around her waist said, "If I were like him, I wouldn't kill myself."
"Oh?" His eyes were as calm as water, without any ripples, and he looked like he was talking about things that had nothing to do with him.
"Because I don't accept it."
"Not convinced?" He finally lowered his eyes and looked at her.
Qing Yi frowned, what Pingyang Marquis endured, how could he, a businessman, understand it? She was just asking for trouble by telling him this, and she didn't want to make any explanation.
Zhui Feng slowed down since he entered the city. Qing Yi saw the restaurant 'Piao Xiang Yuan' in front of him. He didn't wait for Zhui Feng to stop, jumped off his horse, and stepped into 'Piao Xiang Yuan' without waiting for Xiao Hua.
Xiao Hua looked at her back as she disappeared at the entrance of Fragrance Garden, with a warm smile slowly spreading in his eyes.
She actually looked at him like this
Not convinced
He was indeed dissatisfied.
Everyone wants him to die, but he refuses to die.
She hates him so much, so he lives to make her hate her.
If she died like this, wouldn't it be in vain that those people were happy and she got her wish?
He would not let those people be happy, and he would not let her get her wish.
She thought that in Pingyang Mansion, he regarded her as his exchanged wife and concubine, but she had no idea that she had been his wife a long time ago, and she would be his wife forever.
He got off his horse and handed the reins to the waiter at the restaurant. He stepped forward casually and saw that Qing Yi had found a seat by the window and sat down.
He smiled slightly, walked over, and greeted Shi Shiranly, his expression still as warm as the spring breeze, as if he didn't know the unhappiness in her heart just now, "I said I still had time to have a full meal, so I didn't coax you, right?"
Qing Yi got off the horse. The unoriginal anger just now had dissipated. She raised her head and looked at him, "Why did you go to Nanjun?"
"Pick you up." He looked back into her eyes calmly.
"Why do you want to pick me up?"
"I think you'll want to come back."
"What if I don't come back?"
He smiled and did not answer. Xiao Qi was safe and Ye was still alive. Naturally, she would not go to the Snake Country again. Since she no longer had to go to the Snake Country, there was no need to stay in Nanjun anymore.
What¡¯s more, what she wants to see most now is Ye.
If she wants to see Ye Ye, based on the situation she currently has, she can only guard Danhong.
In this case, how could you not come back?
Qing Yi thought of the anonymous letter. She could count the number of people she knew well in Beijing on her fingers, and there was no need to count the people she could trust, because there were none.
The man sent her a letter, indicating that he knew she wanted to kill the dead soldiers from the Snake Kingdom.
If you know that she wants to kill the dead soldiers from the Snake Kingdom, then you know her past relationship with Xiao Qi.
The only people in Yanjing who knew about her relationship with Xiao Qi were her mother and Dan Hong.
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