He walked in gently, like silent water, flowing quietly, but people didn't know it.

Qing'er held a padded jacket in her hand and lay quietly on the edge of the table in a daze.

I don't know how long it has been, I don't think about it, I don't think about anything, I just stay quietly in the void.

Suddenly I looked back.

He!

He!

How did he get here?

Li Chun, the king of Guangling, stood coldly opposite him!

"Qing'er, what are you thinking, so obsessed?"

Qing'er glanced at Li Chun indifferently, "Don't sue you!" ”

"Why don't you sue me?"

"Because there's nothing, how can I sue you?"

"Then I don't ask! With your little brain, what other advanced questions can you come up with? It's just some trivial things, and this king is too lazy to listen to it. ”

"If the prince doesn't listen, why is he still teaching people here. This is my territory, why is the prince still arrogant. ”

I didn't expect this little girl to become more and more spicy, and she really didn't save me any face.

Thinking of this, Li Chun couldn't help but smile.

It seems that he has spoiled her, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is, so it seems that he has to teach her a lesson and give her some color.

Li Chun stretched out his hand and quickly twisted it on Qing'er's fair and round face, only to hear Qing'er's "ah"

snorted, caught off guard and covered his little face with his hands.

"What are you doing?"

"It's just touching your face, as for such a big reaction, anyway, you will be the king's person sooner or later, and the king is really interested in knowing,"

As he spoke, Li Chun's cold face was getting closer and closer to Qing'er, and his deep eyes were staring at Qing'er tightly.

"What would you do if it really came time to be my wife?"

Qing'er's face turned crimson, this Li Chun was really excessive, he actually made fun of me with the little things about men and women.

How can I, Qing'er, fall into his trap and be at his mercy.

"When did I Qing'er say that I was going to marry you, did I say it? If you think it's interesting, you can sing and play by yourself, for me, it's just a little music when you're happy, and you can choose not to hear anything when you're unhappy. ”

"You really won't be my woman?"

Li Chun smiled indifferently, with uninhibited deep eyes.

"I really don't want to!"

Qing'er replied indifferently, with an arrogance in her eyes that was bound to anger him.

Li Chun got up, his cold gaze lost the trace of affection just now, "Since this king is so unpopular here, I'll go!" ”

What's wrong with this prince?

Why did you suddenly make me angry with such words?

Qing'er felt inexplicable for a while, and her sudden surprise turned into intense anger.

Qing'er turned her back and said indifferently, "The prince is leaving!" Qing'er's cold and simple house, how can it accommodate such a noble person as the prince. ”

The most undesirable scenario happened in front of Qing'er.

Listening to his footsteps drifting away, Qing'er raised her proud chin, but the closed tears welled up like a spring.

Is this what he once promised?

Is this his former love motto, why is it so vulnerable, and it is broken lightly.

Suddenly, Qing'er was caught off guard by a pair of powerful arms tightly hugged from behind.

Qing'er angrily wanted to break free, but the more she broke free, the tighter she was hugged.

Why did you come back when you're gone?

"The prince is gone, why do you want to come back?"

"Look at you, your face is full of tears, and people who don't know still think I'm bullying you?"

Qing'er broke free a few times, but in exchange for being hugged tighter by him.

"Isn't it?"

"Qing'er, this king has never made any promises in his life, but I want to give you a promise, I only want to tie the knot with you in this life and this life, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son!"

A woman's heart is always soft and clear like water, and she can't stand a man's words when it is critical.

What's more, I have gone through several hardships, twists and turns, what I think, what I want, and what I look forward to.

Li Chun quietly hugged Qing'er, feeling the quiet of these short years, "Qing'er, it's good to have you with me!" ”

Qing'er turned to face him, his eyes were warm, his face was soft, at this time he seemed to have taken off all the usual disguises, all the baggage, only quietly he and her, the affection between them was getting stronger and stronger like wine, and there was nothing else.

"Lord Wang, whether it is sinking or floating in this life, Qing'er will accompany you and never give up!"

Silent embrace, no complaints, no regrets, the years are quiet.

Perhaps, life is often like this, after someone has gone through hardships and exhausted a lifetime of pursuit, in the dead of night, when they fall into the ruthless loneliness and loneliness, silently recalling the past, all they can think of is the nostalgia of that moment of beauty and eternity, otherwise, what else can there be, what else will there be.

At this time, it is already the depths of winter, and the nights are very long.

Although it was the fifth watch, the night was still pitch black, like a blind man, and it was dark everywhere, and nothing could be seen.

Qing'er followed the path, relying on her usual memories, and walked slowly all the way.

I don't know why, but I just feel that the path I have walked countless times is so long today.

The weather is freezing and the wind is biting.

Before he arrived at the front hall, he had already heard the sound of his martial arts training.

I haven't seen him in days, and I don't know how he's doing, but it's okay.

With all her hopes, Qing'er has come all the way.

Next to the main hall square, a dark lonely lampstand stood there, in the lamp frame, only a little dim light fluttered and glowed faintly warm, in the cold wind, its warmth was so weak, I was afraid that suddenly, it was dark again.

Guo Jiayan's powerful arms wielded a spear.

His posture is still so agile, with a spear in his hand, and his marksmanship is like a god.

It's just that he's thin!

Lost a lot of weight!

He must have suffered a great deal since his father died.

Just like that, looking at him from afar.

Qing'er stood in the dark for a long time.

And he never found out that there was anyone else's save, but he used all his strength, the dancer spear.

It seems that he still hasn't come out of the pain, and his quick insight is gone.

If it had been placed before, he would have known even the slightest disturbance, let alone a person standing there watching him for a long time.

After a long time, the sky in the east slowly shone through, and the sky became a little clearer.

At this time, Guo Jiayan's marksmanship became messy, and I saw him swinging and smashing like crazy, with no rules to follow.

Suddenly, he threw his spear and knelt down.

Facing east, shouting, "Father......"

The voice was desolate and weak.

Looking at it from afar, Qing'er couldn't do anything.

Qing'er's eyes were full of tears, and she walked back along the same path, but her steps at this time were so heavy, swaying, and her steps were hidden.