Qing Ling was stunned by Luo Yao's question, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

To be honest, she had never thought about this issue, and she didn't know that she needed to think about it.

She was locked up in Chongwu by Moqian since she was a child, and she never had the opportunity to go out to practice her knowledge. After leaving Chongwu, he was immediately involved in the struggle for power, and he only knew that he needed to do his best to protect Mu Chen and his own interests, and used various means to help him successfully ascend to the throne, but he never thought about the wider and far-reaching impact of what he did.

At this moment, Luo Yao threw out such a question, which really made her a little confused.

The black clouds in the sky became more and more compact, and after a while, a trickling raindrop fell. A waiter on the side quickly trotted over with an umbrella to cover the rain for Qing Ling and Luo Yao.

Luo Yao took the umbrella from the waiter's hand and stared at Qing Ling, "Would you like to walk back to the house with me?" ”

Qing Ling was immersed in the question just now, and was slightly stunned when he heard the words, "Go back?" ”

"Hmm."

Qing Ling hesitated, then nodded, "Okay." ”

She explained a few words to the entourage, and then went out of the palace gate alone with Luo Yao.

Luo Yao cast a spell to hide the true appearance of himself and Qing Ling, and in the eyes of others, they were just a pair of men and women with ordinary clothes and appearances. The golden peony palace umbrella in his hand has also been transformed into an ordinary oilcloth bamboo umbrella.

The two walked side by side and stepped into Zhaoyang Street, the most prosperous street in Yinzhou City.

Perhaps because of the rain, the shops on both sides of the street looked a little deserted. In the larger shops, you can occasionally see a few customers coming in and out, while the smaller shops are deserted and rarely crowded.

Luo Yao said to Qing Ling: "Before the death of the country, this was the most prosperous street in the southern part of the Eastern Continent, in addition to the shops on both sides, the whole street was also lined with all kinds of stalls, stretching for several miles, not much less lively than Lingxiao City. ”

Qing Ling walked beside Luo Yao, and couldn't help but think of the past in Zhangyao, the capital of Jiuqiu Country. At that time, she first came out of Chongwu, and set foot in the capital of a country for the first time, and was extremely amazed by the prosperity of Zhangyao City, and felt new to see everything. Now that I am used to seeing the hustle and bustle of the capital of Emperor Chaoyan, and then look at any city in the Eastern Continent, I just feel that it is nothing more than that.

At present, the rainy street is silent, and the vendors and pedestrians are depressed, adding to the desolate appearance.

Time has passed, and it is not only the scenery that has changed, but also the hearts of the people......

She was silent for a moment and said to Luo Yao, "I understand what you mean. Taxes are taken from the people and should be used by the people. Yan Ye had just died in the country, and Chaoyan had been fighting for many years, and the treasury was not very full. At this time, I still try my best to do things behind my back and seek personal interests for myself, which can really be called despicable and shameless. ”

Luo Yao smiled, "You can have such an awareness, it's not too shameless." ”

Qing Ling ignored the ridicule in his tone, and continued in a deep voice: "But I have no other choice. If I don't hold power, don't accumulate strength, and don't plan for myself, in the middle of the royal battle, I will become the meat of someone else's knife at any time! ”

Luo Yao stopped, "It's not that you don't have a choice, it's just that you don't want to give up." If you really have the heart to stay away from the strife, the sky is high and the sea is wide, can't you find a place to stay? ”

Qing Ling stopped thoughtfully and looked up at Luo Yao.

As long as you are willing to give up, you can always find a place to stay......

Luo Yao also stared at Qing Ling.

The fluttering rain mist wet the ends of her jet-black hair, and a lock on her forehead pressed against her brow. He had the heart to raise his hand to brush it for her, but he didn't have the courage to do it.

After a while, Qing Ling shook his head and looked away, "It's impossible to give up now." Mu Han killed the fourth senior brother, I won't let him go if I say anything! ”

She took a few steps forward and sneered lightly, "Last time in Chongwu, didn't you persuade me to be more ruthless?" Now that I've relented, you've started to accuse me of being despicable. ”

Luo Yao tilted the umbrella slightly to block the drizzle drifting towards Qingling, "I am advising you not to take on the lives of others easily." ”

Qing Ling said: "Isn't this the same thing? Worrying about the livelihood of the people, isn't it also the life of others? ”

Luo Yao was stopped by Qing Ling's question, and he was a little choked for a while.

Qing Ling rarely encountered an opportunity to refute him, so he put on the posture of a senior sister and continued to count: "You are such a contradictory! One moment like this, another moment like that, and you're still yin and yang weird at every turn, I really don't know what those people who praise you think......"

She stared at Luo Yao, "Also, didn't you look like you couldn't get used to me yesterday?" Why did you suddenly change sex today, and you still promised to help me? ”

Luo Yao was silent for a while, "It's one thing for me to look down on you, and it's another thing to see you go to the point of no return." ”

He turned his head sideways, avoiding Qing Ling's angry gaze, and said slowly, "Master wrote to me and asked me to take good care of you. ”

Qing Ling's anger immediately wilted.

Master?

Do you want Xiao Qi to take good care of herself?

What......

She remembered that after the news of her engagement came out, Mo Qian wrote a letter to herself, and there was not much worry or dissatisfaction with Emperor Hao, but what did she say, after all, she wanted to get married, compared to other young people with matching identities, Luo Yao was the most suitable and reassuring to him.

Qing Ling looked up at Luo Yao's side face, and saw that his eyebrows were like ink feathers, his lips were red, and there was a touch of natural enchantment in the outline of his facial features, which looked particularly confusing in the background of rain and fog.

And from the time they agreed to this marriage to the present, this is the first time that the two have talked calmly.

The atmosphere that suddenly quieted down made Qing Ling realize it later, but he suddenly realized that the man beside him was his fiancé!

It's ridiculous to say, but from the beginning to the end, she hasn't seriously thought about what it means if she has to fulfill this marriage contract one day.

Flower candles in the cave room, share the same bed, and have children......

Qing Ling's heart jumped wildly, and his foot accidentally stepped into the puddle, almost stumbling and falling.

Luo Yao let go of the umbrella handle and held Qing Ling with both hands, "Be careful!" ”

Qing Ling was half-wrapped in his arms, only to feel more uncomfortable, and quickly broke free, "I'm fine." ”

There happened to be an old woman sitting at the door of a shop selling cloth next to her, and when she saw Qing Lingwei stumbling, she greeted her and said, "Hey that lady, on this rainy day, the ground is slippery, muddy and dirty, come in and take shelter from the rain, don't stain your dress!" ”

Qing Ling didn't mind walking in the muddy water, but she suddenly didn't want to stay alone with Luo Yao anymore, and when she heard the woman greeting, she really walked into the shop, and while bowing her head to sort out the splashed dress, she thanked the old woman.

Luo Yao picked up the umbrella on the ground and followed.

There was also a person sitting in the shop, who was looking at the account book at the counter, looking old and looking like the shopkeeper of this store.

The shopkeeper raised his head, smiled politely at Qing Ling and Luo Yao, and then shouted at the door: "I said old woman, this rain is falling too much, don't sit at the door all the time, beware of shouting leg pain at night!" ”

The old woman sat on the threshold, her figure slightly rickety, holding the silk thread in the dustpan, and scolded in her throat: "You old man, just now you drove me out to sit as if you were urging me, and now you are letting people in without rest, you are really confused!" ”

The shopkeeper also raised his voice, "I asked you to sit at the door just now, because I was afraid that the light in this room would hurt your eyes!" You don't know what to do! ”

The old woman didn't reply, as if she was accustomed to such a "dispute", squinted her eyes and brushed the silk thread for a while, and then slowed down her tone and said, "I'll just sit here." At present, the market is not good, and our shop has not had business for a while. I sit at the door, and if I see my former customers, I can shout. ”

The shopkeeper shook his head and muttered a few words, as if complaining dissatisfiedly about his wife's stubbornness. Yet, despite the number of words, the man stood up, took out a blanket from under the counter, took it to the door, bent down and draped it over the old woman, and then stood quietly aside, looking at the rain outside the door.

Qing Ling stood next to a stack of cloths, silently listening to the conversation between the shopkeeper and his wife.

In addition to the exaggerated parting of life and death in the play, the husband and wife she has really seen get along with each other are probably only the way of respecting each other like a guest of the royal family in Lingxiao City. In the short time he spent in the northern town, because Mu Chen has always been gentle and rigorous, and he also abides by etiquette when he is with Qing Ling, where can there be such a back-and-forth bickering in front of him?

She looked at the two figures standing and sitting at the door, and a feeling of indescribability appeared in her heart.

Luo Yao, who was standing beside Qing Ling, was also very silent.

He has spent more than 100 years traveling, mingling with places and people. The relationship between this ordinary civilian couple in front of him is not unfamiliar to him.

However, the meaning and emotion in this are something that he could not experience in the past......

Nowadays, although some truths are understood, people have fallen into irreconcilable contradictions and entanglements.

To take a step forward is to put everything you have into the hands of a woman who has no other in her heart, to be used, driven away, and even trampled on.

One step back is to go against one's sincerity and decide to cut off one's infatuation. But in this life, you may not be happier than the previous choice.

Luo Yao quietly dried half of his soaked robe with his divine power, and stood silently.

Qing Ling noticed his silence, and felt more and more awkward.

She originally wanted to continue to take out the identity of the senior sister and count the junior brother according to the number of paths just now, at least in this way, maybe it would make the relationship between the two more natural.

But out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the shopkeeper couple at the door, remembered the conversation between them, and swallowed back the words of instruction that had come to his lips.

After a long time, she asked Luo Yao with her divine sense: "You promised to help me about the Xuaniron Mine?" ”

Luo Yao's expression was indifferent, "If you make up your mind, you won't feel uneasy about your conscience, I can help you." ”

Qing Ling said, "You don't have to worry about my conscience. In the future, when the power in my hands is secured, I will find a way to appease the Li people. ”

Luo Yao hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile and mockery, then was silent for a moment, and then spoke: "I promised to help you, and there are conditions." ”

"On what terms?"

"During this time, I need to go out a lot." Luo Yao looked at Qing Ling, "I know, Your Majesty asked me to stay with you all the time, but in fact, he wanted to borrow you to spy on me. So, I need you to hide my whereabouts for me. ”

Qing Ling moved her lower lip, wanting to deny Emperor Hao's plan, but in the end she held back and only asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Luo Yao's expression was detached, "You don't need to know where I'm going." Just as what you're going to do with the money, I don't ask. ”

His glazed eyes were shiny and cold, "You and I take what we need from each other and don't interfere with each other." ”