In a thatched hut in the mountains. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Qing woke up from a short slumber, staring down at the empty bed, as if in a daze, the handsome and noble emperor's face was extraordinarily silent.

She was gone anyway.

For her, he is a flood beast after all, tempting? Not a moment has ever moved my heart.

Outside the hospital, Ai Wan pushed open the barricade and walked in, and greeted the lady who was cutting vegetables with a smile: "Hello auntie." ”

"Hey...... Girl, are you back? The eldest lady straightened up with a sickle.

"yes!" Ai Wan answered, and as soon as she pushed the door open, the person was clamped tightly by a pair of iron arms cut through the air.

Liu Qinggang heard her crisp voice and thought it was an auditory hallucination, it was the sound of stepping that made him return to his soul, the movement was one step faster than his brain, he jumped up, she just pushed the door open, he didn't move, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Ai Wan leaned on his chest in astonishment, but it was a little difficult to get back to her soul.

This man is really strange......

She remembered the stiffness at first, and he didn't say a word to her, and after staring at each other for a moment, he took the lead to look away, as if he didn't bother to pay attention to her, and walked from her bed to the stool in the distance.

Like a Buddha, he sat up and closed his eyes.

At that moment, the sky outside the window became his background, and the beauty of that scene made her unable to take her eyes off......

Then she silently withdrew her gaze, and he ignored her, which was good.

She didn't know what to say to him.

As soon as he left the palace, he didn't want to be false with him anymore, and he pretended not to know anything, and he couldn't confess that he knew everything, which was good, so he was speechless.

So she remembered Mo Yueyue, who had died under Liu Qing's sword, she got up, moved her already intact feet, and walked to the same place......

The snow and wind are entangled, blowing on the face, like a knife, making people feel painful.

Mo Yueyue's body was lying quietly in the thick snow, if she hadn't come early, the bulging mass would have been quite obvious, otherwise it would have been really hard to find.

Raise your head, the desolate sight, the desolate expression, the desolate world and the desolate people. She walked slowly, knelt beside him, and with her cold hand swept the snow off his body little by little, dragging him with him half leaning against the dead tree.

The two silver swords were separated by a distance, lying on the ground like their masters, lonely and cold.

She took Liu Qing's sword back and put Mo Yueyue's sword beside him.

Then she took the shovel she borrowed from the eldest lady and began to dig a pit.

Mo Yueyue's body was buried by her, connected to the sword that almost took her life.

Now, the woman who was tightly locked in Liu Qing's arms was cold, and the warmth on his body began to be absorbed by her, Ai Wan slowly closed her eyes and quietly leaned on the man's secure chest.

Liu Qing picked her up, and saw the sword she was holding tightly in her hand, the emperor's sword.

lowered his head and kissed her lips, which was also cold, "Where did you go?" His voice was several times colder than this snowy day, "Freeze yourself like this?!" ”

Such a pitiful appearance, why do you have to let him see it?!

If so, I wish she was gone.

This woman was born to be angry with him.

"I buried him." The woman who was placed in the futon by Liu Qing spoke quietly, her eyes were compassionate, "He is also a person who has been tricked by fate." ”

The cry before death: If it weren't for that hateful fate, who would want to be a man/pet?!

It is actually the last sentence of his life, and it should be the truest sentence of his life.

The grief and indignation before her death, and the desolation after death, really made her unable to be moved.

"Liu Yu ......" Ai Wan took Liu Qing's hand, and the moment he turned around to cover her with a hot handkerchief, she burst into tears, "Let me go." ”

Liu Qing's body stiffened, slowly turned his head, and looked at Ai Wan with a distraught face, "What do you call me?" ”

Ai Wan looked up at him with pale eyes, "I don't want to be tricked by fate, I want to go back to my original ...... I shouldn't exist here, I shouldn't know you and me, let's all leave. ”

Let's all go in our own direction, that's right, let's all leave, let's all leave each other.

"What's your name?" Lowered questioning is becoming more and more dangerous.

Liu Qing raised her jaw, "Your name is Liu Yu!" ”

"Aren't you?" Ai Wan asked.

"I'm not." Liu Qingdao, "Of course I'm not, you still call me like this because you still love me, and you can't forget the past when I was Liu Yu and you, admit it, Wan'er, you love me ......"

Ai Wan shook her head and interrupted, "No—where did you come from, there was no past. Whether it is with Liu Yu or with Liu Qing, there is no past, only conspiracy, conspiracy, conspiracy!! ”

She knocked his hand off, held her head, and curled up in the corner of the bed and yelled at him.

Tears.

It should have been a picture of great collapse, but the woman in the picture suddenly straightened her back, knelt on the bed, faced Liu Qing, kowtowed her head fiercely, and lay down with tears running down her eyes, and said in her mouth: "Please the emperor, let Ai Wan go!" Ask the emperor to let Ai Wan go! beg the emperor and let Ai Wan ......"

The repetitive supplication, the pride that lay go, the humility that presented before his eyes...... Liu Qing's big palm shrunk in his wide sleeves tightened into a terrifying bone sound, and a pair of cold phoenix eyes burned with fire, but he stared at Ai Wan silently.

Silence.

I don't know how.

Not knowing whether to kill her, or let her go, and no longer being able to pretend to get along as if nothing happened, this was the second time he thought about this problem.

How should he?

What the hell should I do to her?!

"Ask the emperor to let Ai Wan ......"

The female voice still didn't let him go, begging to leave one by one, leaving him, and finally let this emperor explode-

Liu Qing clasped Ai Wan's jaw with his hand, gritted his teeth and asked, "I will hire you in the future, will you stay?" ”

"......" Ai Wan raised her eyes, vaguely looked at the description in front of her, and let out a choked sob, and then, it was a "no" word.

Liu Qing ripped her incredibly, even if her refusal, as he expected, at this moment, he was still shocked in his heart.

What kind of woman is this?

He looked at her, and his thin lips lightly opened: "My favor, power, glory and wealth, I have counted them all for you now, but I only know that what I have always owned is some things outside my body, I am so barren, no wonder...... Can't keep you......"

Ai Wan struggled to force out the words, rejecting when he had become so difficult, whether it was his eyes that bewitched her, or his lonely cold bewitched her, as at the beginning, as if it were fate.

As if to escape, she closed her eyes tightly and squeezed out a few words from the depths of her throat: "The emperor's generous appointment is Wan'er, and she can't afford it." ”

"You are the woman I fancie, why can't you afford it, you don't want it!"

"I always thought I had a lot, and you didn't care about it. Because of you, I know that my life is so barren......"