Qing Ling pulled the door out of the room exhausted.

The royal guards and soldiers transferred from the Osawa garrison had already guarded the entire fishing village, and the original residents were temporarily relocated to the city of the wind, and all the village courtyards were either vacant or garrisoned.

This village house, which belonged to the fishermen Tie Niu, is now heavily guarded and heavily guarded.

Mu Chen did not listen to Xun's advice and moved to the side, but kept standing in the courtyard, waiting quietly. Yu Xiu also waited quietly with him for a long time, but finally couldn't help but look up and ask, "Your Majesty, what's going on with that Lieyang person?" Why did my mother save him? And said that if he didn't live, she would go crazy and kill everyone? ”

It was a mess, and Yuxiu didn't understand the beginning and the end, but just listened to Qing Ling's crying crazy roar through the enchantment. In his life, he had never seen his mother so out of shape, and under all kinds of doubts in his heart, he secretly had endless worries.

Mu Chen looked down at Yuxiu, raised his hand and gently touched the top of his head, but he didn't know how to explain everything about love to a child.

At his age, he only knew that the most desirable and worthwhile thing in the world was to become a king who controlled the world like his father, and lived in a noble palace, admired by the world and worshiped by all the people. If one day, he will be obsessed with love and hatred, grievances and resentments because of a certain woman, and taste many unspeakable tastes, the little one will definitely not believe it.

Love is not available, and it is bitter to get it.

What I'm most afraid of is not who I want to go crazy for, but I seem to have everything, but I can't remember what happiness is......

Mu Chen looked at the child's eyes full of questions and curiosity, and said in a low voice for a long time: "You will understand in the future." But I hope you'll never understand. ”

Yuxiu seemed to understand whether she understood or not, leaning on Mu Chen, silently pondering in her heart.

When Qing Ling came out of the house, his face looked very haggard, as if he had suddenly aged a lot, and the hair on his temples was faintly dyed with snow.

Mu Chen had gone to Chongwu to visit Mo Qian many times, and at this time, he could see at a glance that Qing Ling, like her master, did not hesitate to refine her own Yuan Shen and renew the lives of others.

It's just that compared with the previous Moqian Holy Monarch, Qing Ling's expression was pleasant and happy, and there was an unconcealable joy between the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

She didn't seem to have time to care about any irrelevant people and things, she just looked at Yuxiu and beckoned to him: "Yu'er, come here." ”

Yuxiu hesitated a little, but still walked over quickly, "Mother." Glancing at the door behind Qing Ling, "That Lieyang man...... He ......"

Qing Ling took his son's little hand, "He's not from Lieyang. He is your father. With that, he pulled Yuxiu, who looked panicked, back into the house.

In just two sentences, it's simple.

But it has the power to keep people's hearts out forever.

Mu Chen looked at the back of Qing Ling who turned around, and only felt that that scarlet color and the many times in his memory almost completely coincided.

With a little indescribable shyness, but with a clear joy......

Just like many years ago in the depths of Chongwu Ganyuan, she blushed slightly, turned her body slightly, and her skirt flew into the dazzling meager valley forest......

He lowered his eyes, habitually raised his hand, stared at the ring of rings on his index finger, and was silent for a long time.

Yuxiu was pulled into the inner room by her mother, and saw Luo Yao leaning on the couch, her face was still slightly pale, but her spirit seemed to have recovered a lot. Hearing the sound, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes condensed on the mother and son for a moment, and smiled gently.

Seeing this, Yuxiu squeezed her mother's hand tighter, hesitated and refused to approach.

Previously, when Qing Ling removed the barrier and moved Luo Yao into the house, Yu Xiu, like everyone else present, noticed the sudden change in the face of Prince Na Lieyang. He was amazed in his heart, but after all, his heart was calm, and there was no panic on his face. It wasn't until he felt that Mu Chen's hand holding him suddenly became cold that he realized that something big seemed to be happening.

Later, Xun came over to ask Mu Chen for instructions, and Yuxiu faintly heard him repeatedly mention the word "Shizi", and there was even more suspicion in her heart. He considered his tone and asked Mu Chen about the origin of the people in the house, but found that His Majesty was even more depressed than himself......

Qing Ling dragged Yuxiu, and when he saw the child's guarded face, he squatted down and said to him patiently: "Your father was spelled by the King of Lieyang, so that he lost his memory and changed his face greatly. Now that his spell has been solved, it will no longer have anything to do with the people of Lieyang. ”

She glanced at Luo Yao, subconsciously curled the corners of her mouth, and continued to Yuxiu: "Haven't you heard someone say before that your father looks a little like Aunt Ning Yan, and is a very powerful and smart person?" ”

Yuxiu took two steps forward with difficulty, plucking up the courage to look directly at Luo Yao's face, the emotions in her heart were surging, and her small chest rose and fell violently. A short moment is enough for him to make a judgment in his heart, but the result of judgment is one thing, and psychological acceptance is another.

He turned his head to look at Qing Ling, who had an eager look in his eyes, and then turned around, and made a big salute to Luo Yao with stiff, slow and difficult movements. Standing up, his lips that had been pursed opened and then bitten again, but suddenly straightened back and ran out as if fleeing.

Qing Ling was stunned and changed color, and stomped his foot to chase out, but was persuaded by Luo Yao to stop.

"Don't embarrass him."

Luo Yao moved, as if he wanted to stand up.

Qing Ling hurriedly stepped forward, turned around and sat on the edge of the couch, helped Luo Yao to himself, and said after being silent for a moment: "When he was a child, I couldn't accompany him...... He wasn't very close to me, actually. ”

Luo Yao looked sideways at Qing Ling and said with a smile: "How else do you want to kiss?" When I coaxed him to bring me to you, he didn't forget to force me to make a heavy oath first, for fear that I would hurt you. ”

When he first woke up from his coma, he briefly recounted what had happened. At that time, Qing Ling only knew how to save him desperately, and the higher his heart hung high, the more he controlled his emotions to death, for fear that he would lose control and miss his hands, and he would no longer dare to vent his temperament.

Looking at him again, seeing the familiar glass eyes staring at him burningly, Qing Ling suddenly felt mixed feelings, biting his lip and staring at him with resentment, tears gradually overflowing from the corners of his eyes, "You fool!" Lunatic! Swindler! Now that you've guessed your identity, you've come to me...... Why didn't you just tell me? The partiality wants to provoke me to hurt you with a sword...... Don't you know that I've hurt you a bit...... I...... I ...... myself."

As she spoke, her emotions became more and more uncontrollable, her lips trembled slightly, her expression seemed to be sad and painful, and she suddenly pushed Luo Yao back to the couch, but she turned around, covered her face and cried.

Qing Ling cried without an image, almost howling.

The ecstasy of the lost gains, the weight of worry and fear, had long since crushed the last shred of her reason. At this moment, she just wants to open her heart and turn all the sadness, pain, despair, and forbearance that she has been suppressing for so many years into tears, and vent them to her heart's content, without reservation!

Luo Yao stood up, reached out and stroked Qing Ling's back, rubbing it gently.

At this moment, he understands her sorrow and her joy better than anyone else.

The long separation, the eternal loneliness and despair, the helplessness of wandering and confusion...... In this life, he only hoped that there would be no more, and he swore that there would never be again.

Luo Yao was speechless for a long time, and the corners of his eyes were soaked, until Qing Ling finally stopped crying, and then he said with a smile: "Do you remember, when I was still Yunyan, I accompanied you back to Chongwu Mountain one night, but I just helped your waist a little, and I was scolded by you half to death, and you said that you wanted to poke me with a sword...... So I thought to myself, if I still came to you in the form of Yun Yan and told you that I was actually your husband, then you might poke seven or eight holes in me with a sword in a fit of anger...... Anyway, it's all poke in the end, so it's better for me to tease you first and make you poke more neatly......"

Qing Ling turned his head when he heard this, his expression seemed to be angry, but a pair of teary eyes collided with Luo Yao's smiling and tearful gaze, and he couldn't say anything anymore.

The two looked at each other in a daze, and a thousand words were choked in their hearts.

At the end, Luo Yao stretched out his arms and hugged Qingling tightly. Qing Ling couldn't help but cry again, but there was only tenderness in his tone, "You hurt yourself like that, don't you think about it?" If you die at my hands, I really won't be able to live anymore......"

Luo Yao closed his eyes, his lips lightly touched the new strands of silver on Qing Ling's sideburns, and the pity and guilt in his heart could not be concealed, "It was my mistake." I just thought that I would be able to save my life with the power of Xuan Ting...... But I didn't expect ......."

Unexpectedly, she did not hesitate to destroy her divine consciousness and refine the original spirit and inject it into his body......

Originally, he sealed Xuan Ting into his heart, so he calculated that the power of his Yuan Shen Annihilation was enough to dissolve Xuan Ting at the same time, so as to take the opportunity to absorb Xuan Ting's divine power and save his life, but unexpectedly, Qing Ling took a step earlier and saved his life by exchanging his life for his life.

Qing Ling felt the long-missed familiar breath breathing in his ears, and he only felt that he was almost in a trance of joy and happiness, where would he care about the damage on his body?

She carefully avoided the wound, stretched out her arm around Luo Yao's waist and leaned into his arms, "Xuan Ting's little divine power can only save your life at most." His cheek rubbed lightly against the crook of his arm, and he said half-truthfully: "What if you survive, but you lose your blood and become a dry and ugly old man?" It's not like you don't know that what I've always coveted is your beauty. So I'd rather work my own than save you intact. ”

Luo Yao tugged at the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to laugh, but his throat ached terribly.

He hugged the man in his arms tighter and bowed his head. The kiss was soft and lingering, and it fell to her hair in small pieces.