Chapter 65: Worship
A face as white as jade became darker and darker......
Yan Ran's unbridled laughter attracted bursts of attention, everyone looked at Yan Ran suspiciously, no one knew what this demon-like beauty was laughing at. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Qin Anbei couldn't help but stay away from Yan Ran, if he could, it was best not to eat at a table.
In a small inn that was already small, the guests were frightened by Yan Ran's laughter, and left after eating in a hurry, leaving only the three of Qin Anbei in the cold hall.
"Do you know what I just heard?" Yan Ran was finally tired of laughing, took a sip of wine and moistened her throat and said.
"Say what you want." Qin Anbei glanced at him.
"Please?" The eyebrows provoked a smile.
"I don't want to say it." Qin Anbei got up and was about to go back to the room.
"Well, don't go." Yan Ran grabbed Qin Anbei's sleeve, "I said, I said it's not okay!" ”
He has a temperament that can't hold things in his heart, such a characteristic has been thoroughly eaten by Qin Anbei, even if Qin Anbei doesn't want to listen to it, Yan Ran has to tell her, if he is allowed to hold it in his heart, he can hold it out.
Yan Ran's peach blossom eyes narrowed into the crescent moon, and with a mysterious smile, she leaned into Qin Anbei's ear and said, "They say that you and Qin Yu are Longyang's fetish. ”
Qin Anbei's throat as she drank the tea paused suddenly, and with a grunt, a large mouthful of tea was swallowed directly by her.
"Ahem...... Ahem......" she patted her chest and coughed.
It's too scary for a while to be overwhelmed.
Compared to Yan Ran's direct squirting of rice, she didn't look so embarrassed when she was choked directly.
Yan Ran helped Qin Anbei pat her on the back and help her smooth this breath, he shouldn't have said it while she was drinking tea.
Qin Anbei's choking thing is small, what if he sprays himself? It's one of his favorite pieces of clothing.
Qin Anbei's hand in his sleeve shook and shook again, and only then did he resist the urge not to lift the table.
What a mess this is!
The one who has a leg with his cousin is definitely Ruofeng's bastard, what does it have to do with her!
Ruofeng, who was far away in the capital of Qin, sneezed out of thin air, it was early summer, why did he still catch a cold, Ruofeng was a little puzzled.
However, compared to Yan Ran's smile, Qin Anbei's expression could only say the word "calm", of course, he had scolded those rumor-mongers eight hundred times in his heart.
"Ahem." is worthy of being called a person of cold martial arts, Qin Anbei's heart is still relatively strong, she cleared her throat, recovered her expression in a blink of an eye, and said indifferently: "Rumors from the outside world, don't pay attention to them." ”
What to bother? Could it be that she said that Leng Wu was actually a woman, that is, Princess Qin Anbei, the sister of King Qin? The next day, Qi Guo will be able to bring soldiers to kill her!
said that in fact, the person King Qin really liked was General Ruofeng under him? It is estimated that Ruofeng will be happy, but her cousin's anger ...... Although Qin Yu doted on her very much, she had no plans to challenge his bottom line.
A person has no waves, one is that he has already strategized, is in control, and does not panic, and the other is that Qin Anbei is like this now, there is no way, he can't explain it, he has no choice but to deal with it, and he probably can't change others...... You can only change yourself......
I'm not angry...... I'm not angry......
Qin Anbei thought silently in his heart.
How could I not be angry! You bastards!
"Ahem...... cough cough ......" Qin Anbei's chest rose and fell, and he coughed again in anger.
The burning sensation in her lungs hit her one after another, making her head swell and uncomfortable.
After a few deep breaths, Qin Anbei adjusted his breathing to make his breathing tend to be stable, and the pain in his lungs was slightly reduced.
My current body is getting worse and worse, even if I have a little emotional fluctuations, it is unbearable.
I don't know how much time I have left.
Yan Ran laughed at Qin Anbei for three days with this matter, and Qin Anbei didn't give him a good face for three days.
Three days later, with Qin Anbei's strong memory, he found a nameless hill where Qin Anbei's mother was buried.
Sandwiched between huge towering peaks, this seemingly inconspicuous place is also a quiet and secluded place.
Her mother is buried here, and almost no one bothers her.
Under a sycamore tree that is almost a hundred years old next to the green mountains and green waters, there is a stone tablet with no inscription, because Qin Anbei did not know the identity of this lady at the beginning.
The side of the mound is covered with dense wildflowers, beautiful and varied, one by one, accompanying the mother.
Since Yan Ran came back from September, the only thing he was worried about was his mother, but when he returned to Yan Kingdom, everyone never mentioned his mother's whereabouts, and no one knew, he had a bad guess.
When he heard that the lotus flower that his mother had worn all the year round was in the Qi Kingdom, he wanted to find his mother's whereabouts through this knife.
Although he had a hunch, he still didn't want to believe it, but the chances of his mother's survival were already very small, after all, his mother had never taken the knife off his waist.
That time, Qin Anbei finally told him about Lianhua, and he had to admit to himself that his mother was really dead.
He had always come to see her, so he discussed with Qin Anbei to change his itinerary.
He had fantasized countless times about how he would feel when he saw his mother's grave, howling and crying. Full of sadness?
When Ran'er really stood in front of him, his heart was not as sad as he thought, or he was too sad and forgot how to express it, just looked at the grave where his closest people were buried expressionlessly, and a corner of his heart was gradually becoming empty, and the empty position was her gentle smile in memory.
Because he had been away for too long, his memory became blurred, but he remembered that his mother was a very gentle person, and she always had a shallow smile between her words, which was different from Qin Anbei's pretended warmth, and her mother's softness was like the March sunshine.
In Qin Anbei's smile, there was not the slightest softness, which would only make people shudder as if they were falling into an ice cellar.
There is no place for the mother's position in the child's heart, but if it is lost, there will be no more.
Yan Ran knelt in front of his mother's grave for a day and a night, kneeling for a day and a night was not a very rare thing for Yan Ran's physical fitness, so Qin Anbei didn't dissuade him, she knew that he had emotions that he wanted to vent.
There is no way for a person like him to hide his emotions, and after venting all his sadness, guilt, and helplessness, he is still the lazy and demonic Yan Ran.