Xun Qingchen saw the worry and reluctance in Qingnu's eyes, took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to Qingnu: "Let him go, maybe he needs your care more than me." ”

When Qingnu saw the token in his hand, he realized that Xun Qingchen had already considered it, and just waited for her to agree. Qingnu suddenly had mixed feelings, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and kowtowed three times in a row: "Xie Niangniang is complete!" Xie Niangniang is complete! Xie Niangniang fulfilled 1

There was a long-lost relief in her eyes, and she waved her hand slightly: "Go!" If I don't go, I'll have to take the token back.1

Qingnu wiped his tears and got up, and made a gesture towards Hun Qingchen: "Niangniang, the slave is gone, you, you take care of yourself." Before the words were finished, the tears rushed out again, and she was afraid that Qingchen would see the blockage, so she turned around and ran out.

"Liuzhu, umbrella!" Xun Qingchen looked at Qingnu's hurried back, chased to the window and shouted again and again, the wind and snow suddenly poured in, pounced on her face, she suddenly came back to her senses, why did she see Qingnu as a bead again? Liuzhu was already killed by Murong Qian's cane before March

Hun Qingchen closed the window, isolating the whistling cold, but leaned his head on the window, thinking deeply.

In the past three months, Murong Qian has never set foot in the palace gate of Yaoguang Hall again. Hu Qingchen didn't know that Murong Qian was guilty because he killed her Liuzhu with a cane; Or because Hun Qingchen deafed his prince, he was resentful. Or maybe it's just because of the turbulent situation, the world's plans, planning, and boredom.

She only knew that Murong Qian didn't let her die, and he didn't allow her to die! If it weren't for that, why did you send Han Xizai alone? She couldn't tell whether he was doing this out of love or complaining.

Living, the most difficult thing in this world, is to live alone.

Xun Qingchen's fingers unconsciously touched the soul lock mole on the cheek, the thirteen-year period is approaching, and the Houshu Sheji will die, if Sister Lan is gone, Brother Mo, can you stand the loneliness and live alone? Thinking of this, she shook her head unconsciously, in the end, she was selfish, if she didn't choose to lose her earth soul at that time, but directly disappeared, it shouldn't be like this now. It is better to live in the nostalgia of others than to suffer in your own nostalgia.

It turns out that this god and mortal are just a thought. But it was that thought that poured out her floating love.

The shadows of the past, one by one, she and Murong Qian's laughter and scolding, one by one, brushed in front of their eyes, at that time, he was so annoying, and so lovely. She recalled the innocent dancing queen, the beautiful and talented Miss Situ, and the scorching Princess Zheng, compared with the current twilight queen, her heart became more and more depressed, so panicked, and suffocated.

She had doubts in her heart, she had lost her soul, she could live in this life, did she have to grow old so lonely? She let Qingnu go to find her own happiness, why did she let others go, but she refused to let go of herself?

Her ears turned to the melodious tune, and the lyrics came from under the peach blossoms in the spring of March, through the change of years, and a sound fell into her heart, splashing beautiful ripples little by little. She followed the twist and turn, slowly walked away from the window, step by step, towards the corner of the house, and in the dark, reached out and lifted the delicate red silk covered by the white veil. She took out the pipa in the red silk piano bag, looked at the strings, thought of the former qin and song, and the belief in her heart became more and more firm.

Whether the phoenix begs for the phoenix or the phoenix is imprisoned, if it flies with wings, what suffering can it endure?

Ah Qian, if he doesn't come, she will go to him, no matter how heavy the wind and snow!