The autumn wind blows the road, the wind and dust are everywhere, and the cold is cool.

The black and white eyes finally moved, and the chapped lips were pursed, and Luo Zhiqiu said gloomily.

"I have nothing to explain, if Yu Niang believes in you, I will believe you; I am relieved that the child is by your side and cares. ”

This trust was mixed with joy and sorrow, and tears wet Wang Qingge's eyes. The joy is Luo Zhiqiu's trust, and the sadness is that this trust comes from Huo Xiaoyu, which makes Wang Qingge's heart sour.

Some things have long been understood, and she has already given up her attachment, Wang Qingge understands that no matter how virtuous and gentle she is, and no matter how much she does her best for this family, she will never be able to shake Huo Xiaoyu's position in Luo Zhiqiu's heart.

Virtuous and virtuous is a condition for choosing a mate, but it is not a criterion for choosing love, she is not Luo Zhiqiu's dream after all, and she is not the person on the tip of her heart.

Looking back at the road, there was a hesitation in his steps, Luo Zhiqiu looked at the bluestone road behind him stupidly, how much prosperity was hidden at the end of the road? And the prosperity here, no longer has anything to do with him, and his heart seems to be happy and worried.

I'm afraid that few people in the world understand the real reason why Luo Zhiqiu went to Yongzhou to handle the case this time, and fortunately, this time he did not become a confused outsider.

Zhao Yan's meaning is in a word, that is, out of sight is pure.

Just like the precious feelings in the world, I wish that one person's heart will not be separated, and a person's heart cannot hold two people, and it cannot accommodate two people to share one person.

Zhao Yan didn't want him to shake under his nose, why didn't he Luo Zhiqiu have this thought? And as Mr. Li Yuan said, staying away may not be a blessing; A monarch and a minister are incompatible because of a woman. It is fortunate that there is no earth-shattering chaos.

It is necessary to go away, but Luo Zhiqiu has a long-cherished wish in his heart at this time, and he can't help but stubbornly beg the second brother Gong Yihan beside him again.

"Yihan. Today, Yu Niang is buried, can you let me give her another ride? I can feel at ease even if I go."

Rejecting once is a refusal, rejecting a hundred times is also a refusal, and if you only need to let go once, there is no possibility of refusal. Now that the turmoil has just stopped, the aftermath has not stopped, if he really responds to Luo Zhiqiu's request, let him give Yu Niang a ride. That is undoubtedly a way in heaven that you don't take, and hell has no door to break into, and you are killing yourself!

Shake your head. Shaking his head again, Gong Yihan didn't say anything.

"Why, why are you all pushing me to a dead end? Why didn't you even say yes to such a small request? Can I only be like an ant who steals life, humbly and shamelessly at the mercy of others? Full of regret for the rest of his life? Thirty years. It's 30 years of torment, tell me how to survive!! ”

The road ahead is long, and how can you go on without distractions when you are scarred? Negativity is full of heart, let alone thirty years, even a day and a moment, Luo Zhiqiu can't survive.

"I feel too tired to walk, I feel like I can't live, do I? Luo Zhiqiu. When did you live so narrowly, so unmanly! You've got amazing talent. But he is obsessed with petty love and does not want to forge ahead, and he suffers from gains and losses all day long; You have the economy to govern the country, but you don't want to benefit the people, and you complain about injustice all day long, how can Yu Niang look at you like such a wretch? ! ”

"Yihan!"

Wang Qingge, who was shocked by Gong Yihan's numbers, was about to dissuade him from going on, but he was blocked by him.

If the love is too deep, it will be harmful, and there are some things that must be understood by Luo Zhiqiu, and they cannot be indulged.

"Haven't you always held a grudge against the emperor for suppressing your talent with power everywhere, and you were so depressed that you were in a rough situation, now is the time for you to fight back! The merit is in the contemporary, the benefit is in the future, and all the good and bad are left to future generations to comment; Use your wisdom and talent to make amazing political achievements, and let the pen in the hands of later generations of literati and ink writers redress a grievance for you in the history of the world! ”

Imprisoning Luo Zhiqiu's shoulders, Gong Yihan said word for word.

"Live, live well, only when the clouds open and the moon can be seen!"

Small mirror lake, on the light boat.

Water, the most aura in the world, meets the cliff into a waterfall, encounters a pit into a pool of water, encounters a stream into a stream, encounters the road into a river with its flexibility, in this world evolved thousands of forms.

grabbed a handful of Huo Xiaoyu's ashes from the ashes, Zhu Xishi was already in tears, and his hands trembled unbearably.

The green waters and green mountains are still the same, and Zhu Xi, who closed his tearful eyes, had no intention of nostalgia for the beauty of the mountains and rivers, waiting for the wind to rise. The wind on the lake suddenly rose and rushed straight to the door, and the cold feeling was like a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood; The handful of Huo Xiaoyu's ashes that he was holding tightly in his hand seemed to start to "rustle" because of the freedom of the wind, which made people's hearts ache over and over again.

Return, return, farewell.

Tears fell, and a small slit was revealed between Zhu Xishi's five fingers, and the pervasive cold wind penetrated into it, holding the ashes and escaping outside the palm of his hand. The sorrow that could not be kept was really felt in his hands, urging Zhu Xishi, who had been suppressed for a long time, to cry out with a "ho", which broke the peace on the small mirror lake.

Crying to leave the person who couldn't stay, Zhu Xishi's hand that stopped in the wind gradually opened, and the spreading smoke and dust raised a thin layer of white mist in the air. Seeing the smoke and dust go away, watching it blend into the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth little by little, fading away, Zhu Xishi finally understood that the person engraved in his thoughts had set off.

"Yu Niang, you go all the way!!"

Let her be free, with the green mountains as neighbors, and the green water as companions, the pain of the death of the deceased gradually has some comfort in her heart.

From then on, these mountains and rivers, these flowers and plants, are all existences that live for Huo Xiaoyu.

Stroking the old Wen Cun again, Zhao Yan's slender fingers put Huo Xiaoyu's ashes little by little, smiling, and crying.

She really went this time and never came back.

Fortunately, the verdant green mountains and green waters, the fragrant flowers in the thousands of purples and thousands of reds, there is always a point that blooms because of her, she lives in the mountains and rivers, and lives in the four seasons from time to time.

Let go of Huo Xiaoyu, Zhao Yan's dull heart was also a lot easier, and when he looked down slightly at Zhu Xi, who was leaning on the side of the light boat and weeping, he was also soft-hearted.

Xiaoyu didn't believe the wrong person this time, you are a good girl, and you deserve to feel distressed.

This burst of pity was in his heart, and Zhao Yan couldn't help but say to Zhu Xishi.

"Zhu Xishi, I grant you a wish."

Chrysostom, the Son of Heaven, the weight of this wish is self-evident. Perhaps when she changed the swaggering Zhu Xi in the past, she would faint with excitement, the house full of gold and silver, the mansion and the fertile fields, and the crowds of servants were intoxicated enough to think about these substances; But at this time, she really didn't know what she wanted, what she wanted.

If she really has any wishes, she hopes that everyone around her will be fine, as long as they are good.

But is it possible? This unattainable wish cannot even be fulfilled by the Son of Heaven. (To be continued......)