Two hundred seventy-one Wingless Dome Twenty-six
With a slightly bulging belly, the smiling letter was gently pressed against his ear, "Qingya, do you say that our child will be a boy or a woman in the future?"
Qingya rubbed Xin's head with her hand, her expression was very serene, "Man, don't they all want me to give birth to a boy, this is my mission, isn't it?"
When Xinyu heard Qingya's words, he raised his head and looked at Qingya, gently wrapped his arm around the other party's arm, and sat beside her, "But he is the child of the two of us, you don't have to pay attention to my father's words, I will bear it." He slowly patted Qingya's shoulder with his hand and continued, "I wish our child was a girl. β
"Why?" Qingya tilted her head and looked at Xin's chin, her eyes were still flickering calmly, and she couldn't see joy or sadness.
"If it were a girl, our daughter would grow up to look good, like her mother. Xin Zhen smiled, "It's that the boy is tired when he grows up, and he has too many things to learn." β
"Oh, is it?" Qingya listened, her calm gaze turned a little sad, and looked ahead, "But I hope that our children are boys, and girls from poor families will become the playthings of rich and noble families, and girls from rich families will become bargaining chips for their own families." β
This is the fate of most women on the Zhongzhou continent, and very few people can avoid it. After hearing this, he couldn't help but be a little confused about how to speak, but just patted Qingya's head and comforted, "No, with me, my child will never become a bargaining chip." β
Qingya didn't reply again, she smiled, knowing that the words of the man in front of her were just a word of comfort after all, choosing to marry a woman she didn't know had already chosen to obey the arrangement of her family, and what he had in his bones was the etiquette on the Zhongzhou continent after all.
Seeing that Qingya didn't speak, he leaned down and leaned over Qingya's stomach again, and whispered, "Good boy, don't kick your mother's stomach." After speaking, he smiled, stood up and kissed Qingya's forehead, "I'm busy, you have to take care of yourself, don't fall." β
"Well, go ahead. Qingya nodded, looked at the letter and turned back, and handed an unopened letter to Qingya's hand, "Today, a small guy sent it, saying that someone on the north side of the coast entrusted it to deliver. β
On the letterhead was a starry sky, under which three people sat on the eaves with their heads tilted.
She just looked at it, her eyes were a little moist, and she reached out and held the letterhead, "Well, I see." β
Xinyi noticed the elegant look, he wanted to speak and stopped, but he still suppressed the doubts in his heart for a while, and he chose to trust his woman, just like the soft eyes that he saw when he lifted his hijab after the wedding ceremony.
After the letter left, Qingya tore open the letterhead and poured out a letter and a small toy from it, which seemed to be a shark bead.
γQingya:
I haven't seen you for a long time, please forgive me for saying goodbye back then, on the night I left, I stood at the door of your house and stared at the fire in the bamboo cage, and finally I chose to leave silently alone.
I am the astrological master of the Tuoba family, and I have my destiny in the night sky. As he left, I saw the fate of him and me, the extremely long harbor, and I ran after the sailboat in my trench coat, and I thought that if it was really as miserable as fate, it might be the last time I met him.
Later, I went to the country of Lu, across the country of Chu There is a foothill, and in the entanglement of fate, I still went to the country of Chu. When the king of Dayu appeared in front of me, I knew that some things were inevitable, and my own destiny would be clearly engraved in the palm prints.
I went to see him in Chu with the informant in my fate, under the winter sun of Jicheng. I pretended to be okay and hugged him, as arrogant and arrogant as before. He is still the same as when he was in Yue Guo in the past - Mu Ne, he doesn't like to talk, likes to bury all his secrets in his heart, and is stubborn like a scalper who can't pull his head.
The Battle of Changping, the Battle of Chulu, and the life and death of the people in the war made me, the star division, completely understand that the so-called fate of the world is just human will - the will of heaven is the will of man. The ambition of the superior has shattered thousands of families, and life and death on the battlefield are just the layout of careerists outside the battlefield. I really want to know who is the fate of the water mirror and under the manipulation of this so-called providence, "non-fate" is the belief of our Tuoba family.
The star family of Zhongzhou said that the beginning of the stars is the end, and when these two points coincide, it is a lifetime. I'm back, back to where I started.
Qingya, I want to see you, I have a lot of words in my heart I don't know who to confide in, if I can, I will see you on the eaves of the year tonight.
The girl]
After reading the letter, Qingya looked at the shark bead in her hand again, and heard that it was a tear of the shark, thinking that someone would hand over this thing to her to tell her the pain of those secrets. She folded the letter and threw it into the charcoal fire in the room, watching as the flames devoured the paper bit by bit.
She knew that this was Tuobaqian's letter, although she didn't know why the handwriting in the letter was a little confusing, and the reason why the letter didn't leave her name behind, but she knew that Tuoba Qian didn't want anyone to know about it, and the subtle links still couldn't escape a woman's eyes.
As night fell, she walked out of the house with the letter on her back, and she looked towards the pavilion, where a black shadow stood, still the man, the Assassin she had let go.
As she advanced, everyone in front of her in the courtyard was knocked unconscious by the Assassin. On the street, Qingya stopped, stood where she was, and when a shadow appeared on her side, she spoke, "You don't have to follow me, I'm going to see an old friend, thank you for your help just now." β
The person behind did not speak, but after a moment of silence, chose to leave.
Qingya put on her hat and walked towards Tuoba Mansion, setting up a ladder on the side of the courtyard wall, and on the eaves sat a woman looking up at the winter starry sky.
She climbed up the ladder, cautiously walked to Tuoba Qian's side, looked at the other party's blurred side face, and gently put her right hand on the other party's shoulder, "It's been a long time coming." β
Tuoba Qian heard Qingya's words, she raised her head, hugged Qingya's thighs on the eaves, and suddenly cried, "A few months ago. β
The inexplicable cry made Qingya feel a little distressed, she was anxious that when Tuoba Qian's father died, the other party was also sitting on the eaves and crying loudly, she didn't know what to say for a while, just gently rubbed the other party's head with her hand, "Cry, I will accompany you, Sister Qian." β