I lay on the ground, squinting at my slightly aching eyes from the sun, enjoying the sunshine that I hadn't seen for a long time. I opened my mouth slightly, greedily breathing in the fresh air, feeling as if my whole body was about to melt into this soft green meadow. Exhaustion, like a tidal wave, eroded my limbs and made me drowsy—and just as I was about to fall asleep, suddenly, a shadow obscured the warm sunlight before my eyes.

"I'm leaving. ”

A familiar, cold voice sounded over my head.

I opened my half-squinted eyes - I saw Bing Fang Ling standing behind me, at this moment, he was looking down at me, still with his "Xuan Bing face" that had not changed for thousands of years, and said to me lightly.

When I heard his words, I sat up from the ground abruptly, and looked at his expressionless face, and my heart was a little complicated - although he had already said that he was going to leave when he had not come out of the labyrinth just now, but when he said it again, I still felt a little uncomfortable in my heart - maybe it was reluctance, or maybe it was something else......

But what can I do? I have no right to interfere with his freedom.

I looked at him quietly, and he also looked at me with his deep eyes - after a while, it was still me who was defeated first, I lowered my head, calmed down my complicated thoughts, and nodded slowly: "Got it, let's go." ”

Bing Cube Ling looked at me and said lightly:

"Take care. ”

After that, he turned around and left without looking back - he didn't say anything to anyone, and he didn't have any nostalgia, as if no one in this world would enter his heart, and he didn't have any so-called sadness, nor possibility, any reluctance to leave.

Look at his emaciated back, the others. They all tacitly did not open their mouths to stop him—even the king, who had always been short-tempered, only half-opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips raw;

I watched his back fade away......

At last. Finally melted into the dense verdant of the col......

Seeing him leave, I slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and my heart was still slightly blocked. At this time, Wang Quan walked up to me and said with a little concern:

"Your Majesty. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. ”

I shook my head, and lay down on the soft meadow again, but there was a dull ache in my heart, and I was too lazy to speak.

Looking at me, Wang Quan sat beside me, patted me on the shoulder, looked up at the sky and said: "In this world, no matter how free and easy people are, they all have their helplessness......"

I turned my head to the side, looking at the boy with some surprise. opened his mouth and said: "Hehe, okay, you, Commander Wang! Seeing that you kid is usually very arrogant, he suddenly came out with such a literary sentence, which is quite reasonable, it really impresses me!"

"Cut!" Wang Quan heard my words and gave me a disdainful look: "Although I don't read much, master, I still understand the truth-"

looked at him who was obviously a martial artist and looked like a cultural person. I smiled, turned my head, and quietly looked at the white clouds drifting in the sky, feeling a lot of relief. I closed my eyes. Softly said:

"Commander Wang, I want to go home......"

Listen to me, Wang Quan smiled, and in an instant, he stood up from the ground and stretched his waist greatly:

"Alright. It's out, it's time to go home!"

Looking at the back of Wang Quan standing in the sun, I also stood up from the ground with a carp:

"Let's go!"

Wang Nineteen has been carrying Mu Xuanqing on his back, standing at the door of the "Iron Gate" in a daze, hearing the words of me and Wang Quan, he came back to his senses, turned around, looked at me and Wang Quan, and his resolute face also showed a trace of shallow fatigue - he smiled slightly, greeted Wang Xiang, and immediately, he slowly walked to the side of me and Wang Quan, and said lightly: "Yes, it's time to go back......"

After saying that, he carried Mu Xuanqing on his back and took Wang Xiang to take the lead in walking outside the mountain pass.

Looking at his back, as well as Mu Xuanqing, who was lying on his back and had fallen asleep, Wang Quan and I did not delay any longer, followed him, and walked towards the emerald green mountain col together......

As I walked through the dense woods, my already wounded body began to deteriorate...... In the end, he could only be forcibly carried on his back by the kid of the king's power, so that he could continue to march outward......

I was put on Wang Quan's back, watching Wang Xiang, who was walking in front of us, peeking at Wang Quan with "three steps and one turn", and suddenly remembered what Chen Ge said when he was in Beijing, and I couldn't help but feel a little funny in my heart: I don't know what type of kid Wang Quan likes?

Thinking of this, I leaned into the ear of the boy in Wang Quan and whispered: "Hey, what kind of rotten peach blossoms have you been committing lately? Why are they all favored by both the royal sister and the little jasper?"

When Wang Quan heard my quip, the tips of his ears turned red, and he roared in a low voice: "Can you kid stop talking about fucking nonsense......? I'll just leave you alone!"

Looking at this kid's shy and arrogant appearance, I couldn't help laughing out loud - and at this time, Wang Xiang looked back at me and Wang Quan again, and a look of grievance flashed in his slightly raised eyes.

Looking at her appearance, I spoke again: "Don't fuck nonsense! I don't believe you can't see it, Wang Xiang, she ...... to you."

"We're not all the way. ”

Before I could finish my sentence, the boy from Wang Quan interrupted me softly.

"Oh...... Tsk tsk, that's really poor girl's 'falling flowers are intentional, and the water is ruthless'......" I smacked my tongue.

"Alright, don't worry about eating radishes there!" Wang Quan glanced back at me, and continued:

"Tell me about you kid...... What are you going to do when this is over?"

"Me?" I was a little stunned for a moment when he suddenly asked, and I raised my hand to look at my watch - after a few tosses, my summer vacation was almost over.

Looking at the calendar on my watch, I slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "Go home, go to school." ”

"Don't want to know anything more?" Wang Quan said lightly.

"I don't want to. I replied firmly.

"I don't want to ...... Found Chief of Staff Ling again?"

“……”

Hearing Wang Quan suddenly mention Bing Cube Ling's house, my heart, which had been calmed down, trembled slightly, and I was a little stunned for a while: Looking for him......

Probably seeing that I was silent, Wang Quan shook his head and said: "Alas, tsk, 'the falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless'......"

"Get out!"

Hearing that he was a slut and made fun of me again, I gritted my teeth and scolded him, but in my mind, I couldn't help but recall Bing Cu Ling's thin back and his faint "take care......

After a while, I stabilized the ripples in my heart, looked up, looked at the dandelions around me that were scraped by the legs of the king, sighed lightly, and said slowly: "Don't look for it, it's not an important person, just like that, let's go our separate ways......"

When Wang Quan heard my sigh, he didn't say anything, but carried me silently, and continued to walk forward, all the way without saying a word......

After walking for a long time, when the sun was setting a little westward again, we finally arrived at the residence of the Wang family.

After arriving at the station, Wang Nineteen immediately began to make the entire station run according to his instructions-he first arranged for his clansmen to heal me and Mu Xuanqing, and then sent people to the ancestral hall to find out Wang Can's waste--because we really had no time to take care of the sissy who was still unconscious when we came out, so we left him in a safe place, and when we returned to the station, we sent someone to pick him up;

Then, Wang Nineteen began to contact the car back to Pingyao, preparing to send me and Wang Quan back, and he himself had to go back to return to his master.

However, the ancestral hall was destroyed, and there were many things waiting for him to arrange for a while. Although according to the agreement, Wang Quan is now the patriarch of the Wang family, but Wang Quan has no intention of taking this position, and his family, everything he has, has grown up in Beijing, so he will not stay in Pingyao and be a patriarch;

And this ceremony, which itself is a face-saving project, has no practical effect. Therefore, after some deliberation between the king and Wang XIX, he voluntarily renounced this absurd "patriarchal position...... And who's going to be? Of course, none of this has anything to do with me......

That night, I slept very deeply and didn't dream any more.

The next day, Wang Nineteen took me and Wang Quan back to Pingyao City.

Wang Quan stayed in Pingyao for one night - because he was a member of the Wang family after all, and there were still many things that he needed to prove and deal with, and as for me, the day of the beginning of school was approaching - I was going to return to my orbit and live my own life...... Therefore, I did not choose to stay, but bought a return ticket on the same day and stepped on the train back to Harbin......

"Woo-woo-"

Listening to the sound of the whistle before the train departed, I leaned in front of the window and waved at the royal power on the platform.

"Be careful!When you're home, call me......"

"Take care!"

……

With the sound of me and the royal power gradually dissipating in the wind, the train finally carried me physically and mentally exhausted, and left this land full of ancient legends......

After saying goodbye to the royal power, I collapsed on the sleeper with my eyes closed, and my mind kept thinking about what I had experienced...... Perhaps, this is the best ending, right?

Thinking of this, my whole body suddenly lightened, and with a burst of tiredness, I no longer struggled with that tiredness, listened to the "rumble" of the wheels hitting the rails, and gradually fell asleep......

It's a pity - the sky is always ...... Wishful. (To be continued.) )