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Seeing that Ye Yizhi was there, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"She's going to give birth."

Yu He was surprised: "There is still a month, why is it born now." Yu He clenched his fists nervously.

The wind blew very cold in the night, Jun Yan and Linjing sat in the carriage and didn't dare to move, Qiao Ling lifted the curtain and saw Jun Yan in the city, as if he was in another world, he ignored the scars all over his body, and dragged Jun Yan into his arms and hugged him tightly, Jun Yan was also jumped, but it was good to be held by Qiao Ling like this.

"Master, you're injured." Jun Yan said worriedly.

"My brother is dead." Qiao Ling buried his head on Jun Yan's shoulder, he had never cried since his master left them, and no matter how much he was injured, he had shed a tear.

Jun Yan was stunned, his senior brother, isn't it Qiao Meng, Qiao Meng is dead, then, what should Qinghe do?

She couldn't comfort Qiao Ling, because she couldn't convince herself at all, she didn't dare to imagine that if Qiao Ling had an accident today, she didn't know if she could accept the comfort of others.

Linjing didn't know who Qiao Ling's senior brother was, but she could more or less guess that it was Qiao Meng, she jumped out of the carriage without saying a word and ran towards the city.

As soon as she entered, she was dumbfounded, the outside was just desolate, and inside the door was a hell on earth, with corpses everywhere, and the smell of blood was disgusting everywhere in the air.

"Linjing." Yu Wan saw Linjing coming over, frowned slightly, and walked towards him.

"Sir." Linjing looked at Yu Wan who was walking towards this side, and didn't know what to say.

"Get out."

Linjing shook his head: "Why is this happening?" ”

Yu Wan dragged Linjing's arm and walked outside, and didn't stop until he walked far away: "Sir, tell me, what did you do, didn't you save the fourth prince from prison?" Why do so many people die? ”

"This is the price of the fourth prince's release from prison."

"What?"

Yu Wan looked at Linjing with a cold expression: "The meaning of these people who are alive is to die for the monarch, and now they are dying as they deserve." ”

When Linjing heard Yu Wan's words, he felt a little disgusted inexplicably: "Sir, do you know what you're talking about?" ”

"Linjing, there are some things you don't understand, and I can't explain them to you, but you have to know that I did the right thing."

"You're right, you're right, so many people have died, if you're at fault, won't you be ruined." Linjing yelled angrily.

"That's what you think of me?" Yu Wan looked at Linjing with some disappointment.

Linjing shook his head: "Sir, my grandmother died, because of your plan, she hit the pillar and died, my father also died, Jun Yan told me, this is also your strategy, why, your affairs have to catch up with my relatives." Linjing shouted hysterically.

This is the anger that has been suppressed in my heart for a long time, and after all, I can't hold back and explode.

"Linjing." Yu Wan didn't know what to say for a while.

Linjing sniffed and gently tugged at his sleeve: "Sir, you marry me." ”

"What?" Yu Wan was taken aback.

"If you marry me, I will not hate you." Linjing looked at Yu Wan in a pleading tone.

Marry her? He couldn't do it, his business wasn't done yet, and he couldn't let Linjing take risks with her.

Yu Wan shook her head: "No." ”

In fact, Linjing had long thought of Yu Wan's answer, but she still held on to her expectations and asked a question that she already knew the answer to, she withdrew her hand awkwardly and lowered her head: "I know." ”

Linjing turned around and didn't look at Yu Wan: "Sir, from today on, you and I are strangers, I don't want to hate you, and I don't like to live with hatred, so from today on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other." ”

After that, Linjing left without looking back.

Yu Wan didn't keep her, just looked at her back, and didn't come back to her senses until she disappeared.

Although the moon was broken this night, it was very bright, and I obviously wanted to see it blurry while the night was a little blurry, but I never thought that it would be difficult to ignore the road so clearly.

Yu Wan's hand was tightly clenched in his sleeve: "I just don't want to delay you, you should meet someone better than me." ”

Linjing never appeared in front of them again.

Qinghe was born prematurely.

The people outside only heard Qinghe's painful voice from inside, and it didn't end for a whole hour.

"Keep it up!" The doctor wiped his sweat anxiously.

Qing He's strength was about to run out, he looked at the roof with his eyes open, and read indistinctly: "Qiao Meng, Qiao Meng help me." ”

"Yufusheng, don't pretend to be dead." Luo Xing grabbed her hand tightly and yelled loudly.

After Ye Yizhi heard it, his scalp was numb, and he pushed the door directly, and there was a screen inside, and Ye Yizhi walked in directly.

Yuhe wanted to hold Ye Yizhi, but she didn't, at this time, her daughter was in danger, if Ye Yizhi could help her, she didn't care.

"Floating." Ye Yizhi squatted beside Qinghe.

Qinghe turned his head to look at Ye Yizhi, revealing a tired smile, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead: "Qiao Meng, you are here." ”

Do you think of him as Qiao Meng?

Ye Yizhi didn't deny it, and nodded: "I'm here, Qinghe can't give up, this is our first child." Ye Yizhi tugged at her other hand tightly.

Luo Xing looked at them, some of them were not tasteful, and walked to a place and stopped looking at them.

The doctor walked over tremblingly and said, "Girl, the child's head is coming out soon, you are working harder." ”

Qing He held Ye Yizhi's hand tightly, Ye Yizhi could feel Qing He's power, the kind of power was big, it seemed to crush his hand, Ye Yizhi suddenly felt very sorry for Qing He, if it hurt so much to give birth to a child, he must be reluctant to let Qing He hurt so much.

"Ahh

The doctor was overjoyed: "It's almost there, it's almost there." ”

Ye Yizhi felt that Qinghe's strength had reached the extreme, and the hand holding him kept trembling, but he still mustered up his strength and gave birth to the child in one go.

But I didn't hear the child's cry.

"The kid is out." Luo Xing shouted in surprise.

Everyone smiled happily, but the doctor had a sad face: "The child is not crying." ”

In an instant, the smile froze.

"Let him cry." Nightshade roared.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The doctor hurriedly lifted the child upside down, rubbed his back, and beat his buttocks.

When Qinghe felt that his breathing was about to stop, the child finally opened his mouth and cried.

Yu He breathed a sigh of relief outside.

"Girl, it's a boy." The doctor put the child next to Qinghe.

Qinghe looked at the child in his arms, smiled, and then fainted.

"Floating." Ye Yizhi shouted nervously, and then immediately looked at the doctor: "What's the matter?" ”

The doctor hurriedly said, "Mrs. Ling is just too tired, and she will wake up after a good rest." ”

The late autumn wind is always very comfortable, and the cry of the baby is always particularly noisy.

Qinghe slept on the bed for a day and a night before she woke up, and when she woke up, she saw Jun Yan guarding by her bedside, but she fell asleep, but the clothes Jun Yan was wearing were white mourning clothes.

She suddenly realized something, didn't wear shoes, and ran out.

"Qiao Meng." Qinghe kept shouting Qiao Meng's name, but no one responded.

Obviously, when she shouted like this, Qiao Meng would have appeared by her side a long time ago, why didn't she appear today: "Qiao Meng, where are you." Qinghe kept shouting.

Suddenly, the baby's cry passed through her eardrums, and Qinghe instantly stopped and looked for the sound.

Inside the hall, two coffins.

Yuhe stood aside with the newborn baby in his arms.

Qing He panicked and approached there step by step.

"Floating." Ye Yizhi looked at Qinghe's appearance and felt very distressed.

Qinghe walked to the side of the two coffins, Luo Shaoqiu on the left and Qiao Meng on the right, one was a lover and the other was a friend.

The coffin had not yet been sealed, and Qinghe looked at Qiao Meng lying inside, as if he was asleep, but he couldn't breathe or move: "Qiao Meng." Qinghe tried hard to control his emotions and make himself look less ugly.

"Qiao Meng, I've come to see you." Qing He lay on the coffin, stretched out his trembling hand to caress Qiao Meng's face, but it was too cold, not at all like him used to be.

Qinghe looked at Qiao Meng who was lying inside, and didn't dare to blink, but the tears in his eyes still fell and dripped on Qiao Meng's face, Qinghe hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe the tears off his face, but he couldn't cry anymore, with a crying voice: "I'm sorry, I stained your face, I'll help you wipe it clean." ”

Ye Yizhi stood there, looking at Qing He, how much he wanted to drag Qing He over, how much he wanted to see Yu Fusheng who was so heartless and didn't know what to cry before.

Qiao Meng, you have brought her too much pain, it was, and it is now, Ye Yizhi's hands were clenched into fists, I would never let her be so sad, but unfortunately, she only has you in her eyes, not me, so my contribution, she can't see it, my feelings, she won't pay attention, and you obviously got it, I didn't get everything, but why don't you cherish it.

Yu Chen knelt on the ground, she was not like Qinghe, Yu Chen's emotions had been well hidden, never exposed, even at this time, she was still expressionless, but her eyes were a little dull.

Qinghe didn't know when she left there, but she felt that someone was helping her to walk forward, so she left, her mind was groggy and seemed like a mess.

At night, Yuhe stood outside Qinghe's door with the child in his arms for a while, not knowing whether to go in or not.

Wan Qi Zige stood behind Yuhe, patted her shoulder gently, and said distressedly: "Go in, she should be better when she sees the child." ”

Yu He looked at the child who was still asleep, and finally made up his mind to push the door open.

At this moment, Qinghe was wearing a thin cloth coat and sitting by the window blowing the wind.

"Qinghe." Yu He walked up to her.

Qinghe turned his head to look at Yuhe a little slowly, and then squeezed out a smile: "Mother, you are here." ”

"I just gave birth to a child, and my body can't blow the wind, so go back to bed and sit." Yuhe's tone was a little reproachful, but distressed.

Qinghe was also obedient, obediently walked to the bed and sat down, Yuhe handed the child into Qinghe's arms: "You hug him." ”

Qing He looked at the child, his dark eyes trembled slightly: "Child." ”

"This is your and Qiao Meng's child." Yuhe said, she didn't want Qinghe to be so negative, since she was reluctant to Qiao Meng, but after all, the person was gone, if this child could take the place of Qiao Meng in her heart, it would be the best over there.

Qinghe took the child, lowered his head, and put his face on the child's face: "Child." She closed her eyes, and the tip of her nose was full of the smell of the child's milk.

Yuhe looked at Qinghe, and the tears in the corners of his eyes fell one by one and fell on the child's clothes.

Such a Qinghe, Yuhe can understand it best, when Wan Qizige was not there, she also broke down like this, but she still had three children to take care of, so she gritted her teeth and persevered for a long time.

Fate plays such a trick on people, but his daughter has to experience the sorrow she has experienced.

That kind of pain, she didn't want to experience again, and she didn't want to talk about it again.

"Qinghe, I haven't named the child yet." Yu He said softly.

She tried her best not to let Qinghe think about sad things, and if she thought about something else, maybe she wouldn't be so sad.

"Name!" Qinghe raised his head and looked at a child who was asleep: "The flashiness of the troubled times is just a dream after all, my dream is too painful, and in this dream, I can't wake up again." ”

Qinghe looked at the child, was silent for a long time and said: "Since you want to have a dream, then have a dream without worldly troubles, let's call it a dream." ”

"Take your name, name it, Qinghe, are you sure?"

"Sure, Qiao Qingmeng, the child of me and Qiao Meng, you will know it when you hear the name."

Wan Qizige stood outside the door, hearing the words inside clearly, and he withdrew with a long sigh, looking up at the people on the roof.

The person on the roof looked up at the moonlight, the aroma of wine in his hand became more and more intense, and he opened the most self-deprecating meaning inside: "Qiao Qingmeng, what a nice name." With that, he put the wine in his hand into his mouth.

Luo Xing stood on the branch of the tree in the dark, looked at Ye Yizhi who was drinking, frowned slightly, and turned to leave.

The weather that day was particularly good, the autumn wind was warm, but the leaves were falling Xiao Xiao, Luo Donghe couldn't rush back in Jing'an, and Qinghe walked in front of the team with Qiao Qingmeng in his arms.

It's going to be buried.

Qing He looked at the loess and covered Qiao Meng and Luo Shaoqiu little by little.

The cemetery of the Luo family has one more person who is not the Luo family.

The child in her arms suddenly cried, Qinghe looked at the loess burial with red eyes, there was really such a day, obviously the distance was so close, but it was so far away, she could reach it with her hand, but she didn't dare to stretch out her hand again, for fear of touching someone who was not what she wanted to touch.

"Son, you remember it for me, the person here is your father." Qinghe stalked his throat, and the pain was as if he had been choked by something.

Qiao Meng, can you hug me again.

The last shovel of earth was put on.

"Qiao Meng, Shaoqiu." Yu Wan walked over and knelt heavily on the ground, he opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say a word: "I'm sorry." He leaned down, kowtowed, and did not get up for a long time.

Yu Chen glanced at Yu Wan, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Get up, you knelt on the ground today, and they won't survive." There was a reproach in her tone.