It's spring, it's spring. The pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info the Donglai Pavilion were filled with snowflakes.

The snowflakes that can't take away sadness can really take away a life.

Chi'er imagined how nice it would be if the spring flowers really snowed, and the biting cold wind might be able to temporarily numb herself and relieve the pain. Or maybe the white and clear ice crystals can freeze the time of this moment and never pass away.

"I'm sorry・・・・・・ I'm sorry I didn't protect you and my godmother." Qing Jiulang guiltily grabbed a large handful of white paper money and swayed it towards the sky.

"It had to be him, it had to be him." Chi'er's already swollen throat made a hoarse sound with difficulty. Her trembling body seemed to be a little unstable, and her arms wrapped around Kuro's neck, sinking her head deep in his shoulders.

At this moment, she needs to borrow a shoulder to cry too much, and she needs to borrow a true heart to warm herself.

When the two bodies approached, it was as if they had been electrocuted. For the first time, he felt something very different, his heart quickened, and his cheeks turned crimson. Try to gently stroke her back so that she can cry more smoothly.

"It's all my fault, I knew that the killer hadn't died yet, so I should have stayed outside the godmother's house all night. Hey, I really can't imagine that I have a good martial arts, but I will never be able to save my relatives. Jiurou sighed lightly, and the wound in his heart was ruthlessly torn apart again.

Who knows how bad his heart is? Close relatives! Parents! Brothers! Overnight, the yin and yang were separated. But he was left alone to live in the world, and he had to recognize the thief as his father, which was really the cruelest torture in the world!

He really got sad with Chi'er, he saw her crying, and he cried too. He saw that she was choking and couldn't make a sound, and he suppressed the sound of his throat like self-harm, so that the sad voice could come from his heart as much as possible, not from his mouth.

"I, I want to avenge my mother!" Chi'er's fingers plunged into Jiurou's shoulder blades, leaving five blood-red nail marks.

"That's right! Avenge! "Jiuro is indignant." Tell me, who is that one you call him? ”

Chi'er shook her head.

"What can't be said? I'm your godbrother, and it's my godmother who died! How could I sit idly by. When Jiu Lang said the word godmother, his heart couldn't help but tremble twice.

yes, he's such a miserable child. Both parents died when he was a child, and he didn't even have a loved one. He has never enjoyed the care of his family, how he longs to get the kind of pure, impurity-free love from his family.

But fate is that there is no other effect except for joking.

This godmother, who has just recognized her for a day, is so unclear that the fragrance and jade are damaged.

"Who the hell is that one you call him?" Repeated.

Jiulang hated it so much that if he knew who it was, he would have to dismantle that man.

"It's useless, you can't kill him." There was a deep despair in these words.

"Don't worry, I'm strong in martial arts, and I dare to say that the people who are more powerful than me in this world haven't been born yet." Kurou is self-reliant and heroic, and as long as it is a problem that can be solved by force, it is not a problem.

"It's a pity that the bad guy is already in the ground." The despair in Chi'er's heart is nothing more than wanting to seek revenge, but there is nowhere to find it.

First Emperor, First Emperor, are you so intolerant of King Mu? Will anyone who has anything to do with King Mu have to be killed? Even if more than ten years have passed since the incident of seizing the heir, even if you have traveled westward, will this ruthless method be used to the end?

"This? Death is dead, why are you still pestering your mother and daughter? Could it be that there is some kind of blood feud? "Don't Jiulang understand, the four words of learning the sea and deep hatred are very clear to him.

"Yes, there is a blood feud. My father died in his clutches more than a decade ago, and now, my mother is dead. I think that bad guy must be smiling proudly under Jiuquan. ”

"Such a hateful man is actually dead, and he can't drain his blood and slice the meat, it's really cheap for him!"

"Cheap?" Chi'er sneered, and the laughter was very soft and soft, but for some reason Jiuro felt a creep. It seems that if a woman is ruthless, it is indeed very terrible.

"It's impossible for me to be cheap. I'm not a river with great compassion, my parents have been harmed by wicked people, and I can still participate in Buddhism and recite scriptures with peace of mind. Oh, the pain and calamity he inflicted on me, I will pay back tenfold, a hundredfold. What if you're dead? I want him to never be at peace under the nine springs, and never to be reincarnated in hell. ”

Chi'er's two eyes emitted a vicious light, which frightened Jiurou and took a step back.

"Why don't we learn from Wu Zixu and whip the corpse." Jiulang thought to himself, don't go too far, after all, everyone is dead, even if the city is full of storms and the world is turned upside down, I'm afraid it won't be good for Chi'er herself. So if you really want to relieve your anger, whipping corpses is a good choice.

"Then you can accompany me to the Imperial Tomb."

"Emperor, Imperial Tomb? Did the first emperor kill his godmother?! "It's as if I've just reacted.

"Let's just say you can't help." Chi'er looked at him calmly, she didn't mean to make fun of him for being timid. Because revenge has nothing to do with outsiders, it is just that he himself zealously wants to get involved.

"No, that's not what it means. My Qingjiulang said that it was difficult to chase the horse, and said that he wanted to avenge his godmother, how could he be a little ghost. It's just ・・・・・・ just, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter this imperial city. He said embarrassedly, with a bit of helplessness in his tone, and a little confusion about the road ahead.

"Oh?" Chi'er could tell him that there was something in his words. "I'll just say you're a thief, let's say, did you commit a crime in the Imperial City?"

"Ugh." Jiurou's mouth was tightly closed, and he snorted in his eyes.

"Is it murder? Set? Robbery? For some reason, Chi'er suddenly became curious, if the young man standing in front of him was really a wrongdoer, wouldn't his current situation become very dangerous?

But she thought about it, what are she afraid of? Anyway, he has become an orphan, and even if he dies, he will only be regarded as going to the underworld to reunite with his parents.

"Well, don't ask. It's not a good thing anyway, I'm afraid it scares you when I say it. Jiulang thought to himself, he had just escaped from the imperial city with his front foot, and he had to go back with his back foot. That's not very safe, isn't it? After all, he really carried seventy-two lives, wouldn't this scare Zhou Chi'er half to death? I'm afraid that I won't even have to do my brother and sister in the future.

And it is estimated that this appalling case of destroying the door has already alarmed the entire imperial city. Going back like this will only make Chi'er a murderer.

Just because of this, he can't go to the imperial city with Chi'er? You must know that he is not afraid of the end of the world, what he is afraid of is only dragging Chi'er to follow him to the end of the world!

"I, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to the Imperial City. Please ・・・・・・ "Please forgive me, these four words have not been spoken, but Chi'er has preempted them." "It's okay, I didn't expect you to accompany me."

"Then you really want to go to the Emperor's Mausoleum?" He was also stupid enough to think that Chi'er took his words seriously.

"Well, dig it out and hang it on the city wall so that the people of the world can see the ugly appearance of this hypocrite." Chi'er said seriously, not joking at all.

Turned around and went into the house and took out the only memento left for her after her mother's death. It was a beautifully crafted white jade rosewood pipa, which was my mother's favorite before her death, and it was also an important musical instrument throughout her childhood memories.

She didn't know the origin of this instrument very well, but she knew that her mother liked it very much and was very good at playing it. Whether it's when you're happy or when you're unhappy, whether it's a spring breeze or a winter snow, my mother will always play it alone. The originally thin fingers are flexible and soft on the strings. The original godless eyes were also gentle and affectionate in the sound of the piano. Even the sallow, wrinkled face was full of brilliance.

Women are the ones who please themselves.

Or only when playing the piano and dancing, the mother is the most beautiful. Maybe my mother's confidant lives in her piano sound, and every time the piano sounds, my mother will show a rare smile.

Chi'er knew that the man who thought about him day and night must be his father. Because of the cruelty of the first emperor, my father and my mother were separated from yin and yang, so my mother was so depressed and so sad.

She stroked the lute, her fingers touching the unevenness. Turning the back of the piano, he looked, "Flying frost swept the face and pressed the cold fingers, and an inch of naked heart only served the country." ”

Red heart? Chi'er?

She came to her senses. Yes, it must be. The throne must have belonged to his father, and the person who really usurped the throne and did evil must be the first emperor. That kind of mind, that kind of means, that kind of viciousness. Only the cunning and despicable can do it!

"Mother, Lu Fangweng's flying frost swept his face and pressed his fingers, and he only served the country with an inch of naked heart. The child has fully understood. She looked up at the sky heavily. Doesn't he have descendants? Are you afraid of being too late for a good show? ”