The one hundred and fifty-ninth round

I remember that when I was a child, Qin Ying was always ignorant. There is no shortage of things to do in the trees to dig birds' nests and go down to the river to catch carp.

My sister would call her back every day at noon and urge her to practice.

Qin Ying once asked her sister why she was urging her like this.

Sister said to her earnestly at that time that if the demons did not practice diligently, their lifespan would only be more than ten years at most, and they would live a little longer than ordinary animals.

Qin Ying didn't know the word lifespan and the meaning behind it. It's just an instinct that it's not a good word.

Later, my sister urged her to practice every day, and she did the same, but her enthusiasm was always poor.

One day, Qin Ying killed the tree planted next to their cave entrance, and at noon that day, my sister took out the jar of dried pickled bamboo shoots buried under the tree, and those dried bamboo shoots were made into a side dish with sweet potato porridge.

After lunch, my sister pointed to the tree and said, "Do you know what death is?"

Qin Ying was still young at that time, and the things in her head were nothing but playing or eating, and her cultivation only occupied a small corner.

She shook her head at Sister as a matter of course, and Sister sighed faintly and took her hand to sit side by side with her at the entrance of the cave.

My sister looked at the tree next to the cave and said, "Death is the same as that tree." The torso fell, the branches and leaves withered, and no longer flowered. If we don't practice well as demons, we will soon be accompanied by death.

Qin Ying cried all of a sudden, she hadn't lived enough yet, and she didn't want to die at all.

Since then, whatever her sister asked her to cultivate, Qin Ying accepted it without resistance. Although she didn't like to practice boring things, when she thought of death, she could grit her teeth and repeat the content of her daily practice.

In her previous life, she was too strict with her sister, so she longed for to live freely in one place without her sister's interference. One day, when her sister was about to go far away, she went down to Taiyi Mountain in the Qinling Mountains alone and came to the world.

Just imagine, the demon who has been cultivating in the deep mountains and old forests for three hundred years suddenly saw a populated town. How amazing and exciting it will be. At that time, she was addicted to the hustle and bustle of the world, and her cultivation had long been unfamiliar, so that more than ten years after she went down the mountain, she encountered a disaster of blood and light, and died. None of them are capable of protecting themselves.

It was probably Qin Ying who had died once, so she was not so afraid of death. She just sees it as a date in the future. Everything she is doing now is trying to avoid that special day.

When she heard the words "how long to live" from Li Chengqian's mouth, her heart trembled fiercely. Sympathy arises spontaneously.

She could understand his mood as he spoke.

She knew how he felt like he was daunted.

Although their status and identity have never been equal.

Qin Ying casually said that she knew how to read faces, and promised him that she would do it within ten years. It must be safe and sound. In fact, Qin Ying's cheap master Yuan Laodao was good at face-to-face, but he didn't have enough time to teach Qin Ying.

She swore to comfort Li Chengqian, but she did not have any weakness.

She is not a human being, and she is crawling around in this extremely prosperous world, relying on lies that are close to each other. Together, they weave a dense net, holding her firmly, and it is not easy to break free.

And Qin Ying has long been aware of this. She didn't even think about it, she just hid her true body in the net, so that everyone couldn't see through her.

Li Chengqian looked at the wisps of green silk that suddenly fell from Qin Ying's sideburns, and opened his mouth to say something. was stunned by her crystal eyes.

"Speaking hurts, seeing hurts. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should be well given birth if he is unwell. After speaking, Qin Ying straightened his waist and went to pick up a few volumes of landscape travelogues hidden in his couch.

Li Chengqian felt her breath fluttering over him, closed his eyes and followed the slowly coming breath, and raised his head.

- This time his lips touched the side of her face without accident.

Qin Ying seemed to be startled by the thunder of the summer night, and sat back on his ankle suddenly, and the landscape travelogue scattered Li Chengqian's body. She blinked blankly, and after a moment of silence, she coughed lowly: "Ahem, are you really broken your sleeve?" ”

The anger and shame in my heart were mixed together, and gradually fermented into an inexplicable tone. She had forgotten to salutation.

He replied without changing his face, "For you." Even if it is the reputation of carrying broken sleeves, he is willing. "On the surface, he is calm, but on the inside, he is happy.

From the afternoon when he found Qin Ying sleeping on his couch, he was surprised to find that he was disgusted by the approach of a qiē person. Only he doesn't dislike Qin Ying. He wanted to know where his physical boundaries were for Qin Ying, so he approached this person.

Then he got too close, and as soon as Qin Ying struggled, he inadvertently kissed Qin Ying's ear.

And today, he approached Qin Ying with the general intention of trying his luck. He even figured out his words.

If he kissed him, he would tease Qin Ying. Incidentally, believe in the prophecy made by Qin Ying; If he didn't kiss him, he explained that he was in a position to lie on the ground with a sore neck, lie at a different angle, and then wait for the few lives to pass slowly.

“…… Your Highness, don't be joking. Qin Ying hurriedly took those landscape travelogues in his arms, walked to the screen next to the door of the Lizheng Palace, picked up the incense saucer and fled. Her hind feet were inadvertently not raised, and she almost fell to the door of his dormitory.

Ruqi was still waiting outside the Lizheng Hall at this time, and he saw Qin Ying fleeing out of the hall, so he hurriedly took a few steps forward and carefully observed her appearance.

Fortunately, Ruqi helped her take a few volumes of landscape travelogues empatheticly, otherwise the plate of incense ash and broken pills would probably be deducted by Qin Ying to the steps of white marble.

There were only a few palace people guarding outside the hall, and the others were all called by the chief palace maid and the chief steward of the East Palace to go to work. So the moment when Qin Ying made a fool of himself was not known by many people.

Ruqi followed the gap of the unclosed landscape travelogue, read the content of one or two lines, and felt that the record on it was very detailed and interesting, not like an ordinary literary work, guessing that this was the prince's private belongings, such as Qi sighed His Royal Highness's taste, which is really elegant and different from the vulgar.

Qin Ying and Ruqi walked down the corridor and walked to a corner behind the Lizheng Palace.

This place is blocked by two vermilion lacquer pillars, and the vision is not good, and at the same time, it can also prevent others from discovering it, and there are Qin Ying and others hiding here.

Qin Ying squatted down and put the incense saucer on the ground, and said, "You come first, I'll help you watch the wind." ”

Ruqi nodded and agreed. The movement skillfully pinched up the incomplete burning incense pill dregs and compared them with the incense ashes in the incense dish. Soon he spread out his hands and asked Qin Ying to identify the incense again.

"- Nothing out of the ordinary? Is this benzoin genuine? Qin Ying raised her head and muttered to herself. She tried to keep her voice down, but she couldn't suppress the doubt in her heart. (To be continued.) )

PS: After this battle, the prince is undoubtedly dead.