Sedum Cheng glanced at Sedum coldly. 【Latest chapter reading. "It's just a matter of winning and losing, I don't have much to say. He lowered his head and coughed, his eyes slightly discolored.

"I just want to ask, how is Qionghua and Huo'er."

Sedum Cheng stared at Sedum Tianyou's gaze tightly, and couldn't help but be a little frightened when he saw the indifference on his face. "What the hell did you do with them?"

"Qionghua is just a girl, and Huo'er is only one year old!"

I haven't heard Jing Tianyou reply for a long time, Sedum Tiancheng's face was flushed, and he actually fell out of bed and coughed loudly. "You brute! How can you be so ruthless? ”

"Huo'er is only one year old!"

Sedum sat motionless, the dim candle flame reflected on his face, his voice rose and fell, ethereal and ungraspable.

"Brother Huang, ask yourself, if our situation is reversed today, will you bury the root of the curse?"

Sedum Cheng was slightly stunned, Sedum Tianyou's words that he had not refuted were almost tantamount to acquiescence.

He couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and under a violent cough, blood spurted out, and his eyes were nailed to Jing Tianyou's body, and he never moved away.

Seeing Sedum Cheng's appearance like this, Sedum Tianyou tapped his fingers on the table, and finally stood up and went out.

The dungeon is dark and damp, and it is the best place for a disheartened person to bury his bones.

As soon as Sedum Tianyou came out of the dungeon, he felt that the sun above his head was dazzling.

He stretched out his hand slightly to cover it, and whispered to the people who followed him. "Go home."

Qu Wuhua, the most beautiful man in the Qing Dynasty, turned out to be his daughter, and this news really surprised him.

It's just that his prince and sister-in-law have a sentence that is still right, this woman is beautiful, and the city is deep and palpitating.

If it was an ordinary family, it would be fine, but she was surnamed Qu, even if she helped herself this time.

How could he let such a scheming person share a bed with him?

For Sedum Tianyou's thoughts, Wuhua is completely ignorant.

As soon as he returned to his mansion, Wuhua fell asleep without knowing the world.

In the dizziness, Wuhua only felt a faint pain in the knuckles of his fingers, and his thoughts were chaotic like a flat boat rising and falling on the sea, without landing.

"Wuhua."

"Why aren't you awake?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Vaguely, she seemed to hear the voices of many people, mixed together, so that she couldn't tell who it was.

It's really noisy, Wuhua frowned and thought, the tight thread in the past few years seemed to be suddenly broken, and she just wanted to fall asleep.

It's just that despite her thoughts, someone didn't let her sleep soundly.

Wuhua's closed lips were gently pried open, and the bitter feeling made her Lingtai suddenly wake up.

"Awake?"

Wuhua's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stared at the person in front of him for a long time before he found his voice. "Yuan Bai?"

Heng Yuanbai's Jun face had a shallow stubble, and there was a faint black under his eyes, and after seeing Wuhua wake up, his eyes lit up.

"Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Wuhua pondered carefully for a moment, and the appearance of serious thinking made the corners of Heng Yuan's white lips can't help but smile, but after a while, they were dyed with a faint worry.

"Nope." Wuhua nodded solemnly, only then did he notice that the sky outside had already darkened, and it should be gradually getting into the night.

"I slept a day and a night?"

Wuhua said, moving his gaze to Heng Yuanbai's face, looking at the stubble that appeared on his handsome face, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

"Why haven't you seen you for a long time, and you've become what you are now?"

Heng Yuanbai never spoke, and when he heard Wuhua say this, he just reached out and pinched Wuhua's wrist and said in a low voice. "You, don't you know how long you've been asleep?"

"How long did you sleep?" Wuhua studied Heng Yuanbai's stubble wholeheartedly, and his casual appearance made Heng Yuanbai's heart twitch.

Looking down at the strange lines on Wuhua's index finger that gradually became clear, Heng Yuanbai said in a low voice. "Half a month."

Wuhua's fingers paused slightly, and his gaze followed Heng Yuanbai's gaze, and he muttered in a low voice. "yes, it's been more than half a month."

"Yes." Heng Yuanbai's eyes shone with a halo that Wuhua couldn't avoid, staring straight at Wuhua. "Wuhua, tell me, what is this?"

What Heng Yuanbai's finger pointed at was the black ring graphic that appeared on Wuhua's index finger.

Heng Yuanbai could clearly feel that when Wuhua mentioned this, the smile on his face stiffened slightly, and the hand he was holding wanted to retract.

Where would Heng Yuanbai let her escape, pinched her chin, and forced Wuhua to look at him.

"This pattern is getting darker and darker when you're unconscious." Heng Yuanbai's fingertips slightly rubbed the lines on Wuhua's fingers.

Wuhua's body is not unusual, neither like poisoning nor like illness, which is incomprehensible.

Heng Yuanbai only subconsciously felt that this must be related to the pattern on Wuhua's hand. "What the hell is this?"

"That's it." Wuhua's spirit was a little erratic, and he was forced by Heng Yuanbai to look at him, and the corners of his lips slowly hooked up a smile.

"Nothing." Seeing Heng Yuanbai's unyielding appearance, Wuhua reached out to cover Heng Yuanbai's lips.

smiled slightly, and in an instant, his eyes seemed to be full of starlight, dazzling.

Heng Yuanbai's breath stagnated, and then he heard Wuhua say again. "I promised Miaobai that I would go to see her, shall we go back to Lishui Stream?"

Heng Yuanbai's gaze was complicated, he closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the corners of his lips hooked up a smile. "Okay."

After cleaning up casually, Heng Yuanbai took Wuhua who had fainted again on the road.

The journey back to Lishuijian is getting closer and closer, and in the past two months, Wuhua has been fainting longer and longer, and sometimes at night, Heng Yuanbai looks at Wuhua's pale face.

I can't help but reach out to the tip of Wuhua's nose and probe her nose, for fear that tomorrow morning, what I am holding in my arms will be a body that has lost its temperature and soul.

After two months of turbulence, Wuhua finally came to his senses again after arriving at Lishui Stream.

It's approaching the scorching heat, but Wuhua is still wearing spring clothes.

"Yuan Bai." Wuhua gathered the clothes on her body, and after two months of running, she was a lot slimmer.

The black pattern, on her knuckles, became more and more obvious.

"Huh?" Heng Yuanbai couldn't help but hold her in his arms, as if he would be at ease if he came down like this.

As if he didn't notice Heng Yuanbai's abnormality, Wuhua raised his head, looked at the sky, and slowly spoke, his voice was intermittent, and he could hear Heng Yuanbai's heart-rending for a while.

"I want to see the sunrise."

Heng Yuanbai agreed almost the next second when Wuhua raised this sentence, and in the past few months, he has responded to Wuhua's requests.

Listening to the gusts of cold wind whistling in his ears, Wuhua who was lying on Heng Yuanbai's shoulder suddenly laughed slowly.

Falling on the top of the mountain, Heng Yuanbai gently put down Wuhua and looked at Wuhua's crooked eyebrows.

As if infected by her, the corners of her lips outlined a shallow arc.

The two sat next to each other, and there was silence around them, as if there were only two people left in this world, Wuhua and Heng Yuanbai.

Heng Yuanbai, these three words, I don't know when they started, have gradually been engraved in the softest and most fragile place in Qu Wuhua's heart.

"No regrets. Is it? The corners of Wuhua's lips curled, "Yuanbai, do you know that I have a very common name." ”

"Huh?" Heng Yuanbai replied softly and looked at it from afar.

"Ansheng, my name is Ansheng, Chen Ansheng."

"Chen Ansheng."

Wuhua only felt that his simple name was entangled between Heng Yuanbai's lips and teeth, and it became so good-sounding.

"Do you remember?"

"Remembered."

After a long time, I heard Wuhua Fu open his mouth again, and his clear voice was weak and weak. "Yuanbai, do you regret it?"

Wuhua felt that her consciousness was gradually drifting, and there was something that kept pulling at her soul, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Heng Yuanbai's voice was unusually calm, and he turned his head and gently kissed Wuhua's forehead. "No regrets."

"Heng Yuanbai, you still forgot me, right?" Wuhua asked softly.

"Nope." The voice of rejection is clean and clean.

"So... You..."

At the moment when the tail note disappeared, a warm sun jumped out from the other end of the sky, reflecting on the two people who were leaning on the top of the mountain.

Wuhua slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Three years have passed in a hurry, and the first beautiful man in the Qing Kingdom, who was elegant and handsome and famous all over the world, has become a handful of loess.

Except for the stone tablet that Heng Yuanbai set up for her, there are no traces of the world's sons in this world.

Under the governance of Jing Tianyou, the Qing State prospered, and there were faint signs of overwhelming the nations.

Qin Xiangsheng and Li Jia became relatives, while Yunshu stayed in Lishuijian and became relatives with Shang Jiu, pregnant with two in three years, and had both children.

When everyone lived such a happy and peaceful life, only Heng Yuanbai, the owner of Lishui Stream, was still lonely.

When someone asked Heng Yuanbai why he didn't marry for a long time, Heng Yuanbai's handsome face that was enough to overwhelm all sentient beings would slowly show a smile.

Tell you gently.

"I'm waiting for someone."

After three more years, Yunshu and Shang Jiu's children can already walk staggeringly, holding Heng Yuanbai's bare feet, and calling people vaguely.

After another year, there was a person who climbed to the top of Lishui Cliff with great difficulty and smiled at Heng Yuanbai.

The man's long hair was flying in the air, a pair of dark eyes were silent, dotted with starlight, and a face that was not good-looking, but barely had its own unique charm with a sincere smile.

"I'm Chen Ansheng."

End of full text (to be continued.) )