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Although Chu Ge didn't feel that he was still uncomfortable, but because the situation of fainting before was a little scary, Ye Guicheng prepared to disturb the Song family for a few more days according to the doctor's instructions, so that she could have a good rest. Fortunately, there are a lot of empty houses in the city, so it is not too troublesome.

Mrs. Song was also very understanding, and before contacting Ye Guicheng's attitude towards herself, she only arranged for a few clever subordinates to go and guard.

This is very much in line with Ye Cheng's thoughts, he and Chu Ge are not very used to doing things, but it is not more convenient to go out than at home, and it is not bad to have so many people carrying water and passing food or something.

After eating, Ye Guicheng took Chu Ge to the yard according to the doctor's instructions, walked around the yard a few times, and when it was dark, after washing, he went to bed early.

The two of them were head to head, breathing together, their limbs intertwined, and even if they slept in an unfamiliar place, they still slept very soundly.

*

Sharpening Hall

Song Que knelt in the center, raised his face slightly, his eyes slightly narrowed, and swept the surrounding walls one by one.

There were knives hanging on the walls, all kinds of knives, long and short, wide and narrow, decent, and strange-shaped, all of which he had carefully collected over the years.

After looking around, he raised his hand, and with a slight effort, a knife jumped out of its scabbard and into his palm. Only then did he lower his head and gaze intently at the knife in his hand, his hand gently caressing the blade, feeling the coolness.

He couldn't remember exactly when he had used the knife, but he remembered that he had never left it since he had known it.

For him, anything in this world can be replaced, or can be given up, but only this knife in his hand makes him willing to offer his own qiē-

Outside of the knife, there is no foreign object.

This is his own sword path that he spent almost half a hundred years walking out step by step.

Merely...... His brow suddenly furrowed slightly, and with that handsome and flawless face, it was extremely attractive.

He suddenly remembered the conversation he had had with the young man this evening.

It may not be appropriate to say that it is young.

- He has white hair, and many people may misestimate his age at first sight, but because of his young appearance, he is almost quick to deny his suspicions. But the eyes are not deceiving, as soon as Song Que saw Ye Guicheng, he felt that his age was not too young. Some martial arts are practiced to a certain extent, and they do have the effect of rejuvenating the face, and it is not uncommon for the face to not grow old.

Song Que regarded him as a peer, and naturally attached a lot of importance to the conversation in the evening.

"The Tao of the Song Lord is admirable. It's just that although the purpose is the same, the way of the sword and my way of the sword must be diametrically opposed. ”

"The owner of the valve has nothing but a knife, so shouldn't he even give it up with himself? But I am reluctant to give up myself, and I am even more reluctant to give up Achu. To me, the sword is a tool, and it is only a tool. ”

"Your Broken Void is for the pursuit of martial arts, but for me, it's probably for ...... Don't be left behind by her......"

"I've also heard about the Lord and the Lord of the Brahma, but I don't really understand your thoughts. Falling in love and then being in love, this may be your usual way of practice—"

"But for me, love is the sharpest blade in the world, and it is also the strongest shield.

"To tell you the truth, Ah Chu and I have also faced a somewhat similar situation. It's just that she's willing to give up some things for me, and I'm willing to give up some things for her......"

Song Que closed his eyes slightly, as if the white-haired face appeared in front of him, his expression was gentle, the smile on his face was obviously light but extraordinarily profound, and he said slowly: "The so-called 'love does not know what to do, go deep', please forgive me for saying bluntly, the relationship between the lord of the valve and the lord of Fanzhai is all calculation and premeditation, and it is not considered to be in love at all, even if it is broken, it may not be able to cultivate diligently." ”

*

As the night deepened, Mrs. Song sat in front of the window, hanging her head slightly, as if she was thinking about something, and as if she hadn't thought about anything, she sat quietly like this, motionless, like a delicate statue.

The night was lonely, only the lamps and candles were burning unhurriedly, making a crackling sound.

I don't know how long it took, but at last a servant girl came over lightly and asked, "Madam, it's already 22 o'clock, you should rest." ”

Mrs. Song was awakened, raised her head and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the courtyard gate.

At this time, it was already foggy, and the yard was white, and nothing could be seen.

But even if you can see it, you probably won't have anything. Madame Song sighed inaudibly, and prepared to go to the bedroom with the maidservant.

Before he could go inside, he heard an exclamation from a servant girl outside, as well as the continuous sound of clothes rubbing and kneeling.

Immediately after, a familiar low voice said lightly: "Let's retreat lightly." Don't wake up Madame. ”

It seems that a maidservant girl wants to respond "yes", but she thought of something again, and quickly covered her mouth, and then walked out lightly.

After a while, Song Que's figure appeared in front of the bedroom.

As soon as Song Que entered the bedroom, he saw that Mrs. Song was looking back at him, her face was full of surprise, he was stunned at first, and blurted out: "Madame hasn't slept yet?" ”

Although Song Que had occasionally gone back to his room to sleep before, this time, Mrs. Song couldn't say why, but inexplicably felt that this time the valve owner seemed to be different from usual.

She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth and nodded heavily.

*

Chu Ge and Ye Guicheng stayed in the Song family mountain city for two days this time, and got along very well with the Song family, and when they left, Mrs. Song arranged a particularly large and spacious carriage - since Chu Ge was pregnant, it was naturally inconvenient to ride a horse, and a truck was followed by a truck, full of all kinds of fruits - as long as it was not chilled, it was good for pregnant women to eat more fruits.

When he approached the tavern, Chu Ge suddenly remembered something, and asked him with a smile: "I heard Mrs. Song say that you once told Lord Song that you are desperately practicing martial arts and want to reach the Broken Void, is it for me?" ”

There's no need to hide it. Ye Guicheng nodded and said, "Didn't you say that the tavern always changes worlds, a bit like a broken void?" If I had the ability to shatter the void, I wouldn't be afraid that you would be gone......" Ye Guicheng said this, his voice suddenly lowered, "After you suddenly disappeared from Datang, I was really desperate, that feeling of powerlessness...... Tut. ”

What does it look like to return after you disappear...... I actually saw it. Chu Ge remembered it at this time, and he was still a little sad, so he suddenly threw himself into his arms, hugged his neck, and whispered, "I'm sorry......"

Ye Guicheng hugged her, patted her on the back, and said with a smile: "What is there to be sorry for, it's not your fault - when I can shatter the void later, you won't be able to run away." ”

Chu Ge was sad for a while, and suddenly said, "Actually, you don't need to pursue any broken void at all. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Because ......" Speaking of this, Chu Ge suddenly paused, his face was full of confusion, and said, "I don't know why, anyway, I just think you don't have to." It's so hard to shatter the void or something. - If it is good to wear "Turning Clouds and Rain" or "Broken Void", at least there are indeed people who break the void, and in this world, basically no one really succeeds, which makes her wonder if the feng shui of this world is not good.

Originally, Ye Guicheng would not do anything again before Chu Geshun gave birth to a child, so he touched Chu Ge's head, nodded and smiled: "Okay, listen to you." ”

*

Ye Guicheng got up early in the morning and finished practicing, so he went to the medicine store and took Uncle Du's decoction of the fetal medicine and walked to the bedroom, smelling the slightly bitter smell of the decoction, and couldn't help but think of what happened when he just came back that day.

After Uncle Du heard that Chu Ge was pregnant, his reaction was bigger than that of the two parents-to-be, he was speechless for a long time, and then he hurriedly wanted to check Chu Ge's pulse, and finally ran to decoct the fetal pills with the same hands and feet.

made the two cry and laugh, but also greatly moved. For so many years, although Uncle Du's memory is often half-cleared, his kindness to them has never been discounted.

In order to decoct the medicine, Uncle Du deliberately opened a small medicine house in their courtyard, the medicine house was not far from the room, and Ye Guicheng was only a few steps away. However, Chu Ge was nowhere to be seen on the bed.

"Just like that, where did you go?" Ye Guicheng was helpless, but Chu Ge didn't want to drink medicine, so he could only put the medicine bowl on the table and go out to find it.

After looking for a while, I didn't find anyone, but I met Uncle Du. Uncle Du said strangely: "No." Miss is now past the first three months, and I changed the medicine two days ago, and this medicine basically has no bitter taste, so she shouldn't hide it. ”

"Then I'll go back and see." Ye Guicheng said, and when he went back to the room, he saw that Chu Ge had already sat at the table, holding a medicine bowl and preparing to drink.