|||--Aaron's face was full of tears, almost embedding her tightly in his body, his vocal cords were hoarse, and his vocal cords were painful: "Everything depends on you, I only want you." ”

The dragon is churning, the lotus is tactful, hugging and kissing, obsessed and lingering.

The green lotus changed his mind, the joy was endless, and the oriole was crying. I suddenly felt dizzy and my stomach cramped.

Ah Long suddenly remembered something, full of anxiety, and didn't wait for the thing to be finished, he flew up with her in his arms and jumped into the master's study as quickly as possible. Running around, looking left and right, and took out a copy of "Compendium of Materia Medica". Flip and flip, look and look, and snatch Qinghe's wrist.

Seeing that Ah Long was diagnosing the pulse, Qinghe suddenly remembered the uncle doctor who had a happy pulse, and couldn't help laughing: "Long Dada, if you give up the war and become a doctor, it is a good idea, if you learn well, you will definitely be able to Hua Tuo in the world, and Bian Que will be reborn." ”

Ah Long first smiled, but then he was preoccupied, and asked in a deep voice: "Qinghe, what day is your monthly menstrual cycle?" ”

Qinghe smiled when he heard this: "Ah Long, I heard you right? Are you crazy? Or am I crazy? Or are both crazy? ”

Ah Long kissed her on the forehead seriously, and then said softly: "Qinghe, neither of us is crazy. I love you so much that I will never make you angry again, let alone drive you mad. ”

Qinghe rebelled against her husband's power, and the big sin was full of heaven, not only regained her life, but also regained her favor, when she was really in the clouds, she was confused: "Long Dada, tell me first, what days are you?" If you confess, I will confess. Otherwise, wouldn't I have suffered a great loss? ”

Ah Long smiled bitterly when he heard this: "The menstrual cycle is a woman's patent, and men don't have this blessing." ”

Qinghe grinned when he heard this: "I'd rather not have this blessing." I wanted to be a man since I was a child, tall and mighty, powerful, free, free and easy, free and easy, envious and disgusting. ”

Ah Long kissed her deeply, and kissed her to change her mind instantly: "Don't talk like that, you are a woman, and you are my woman." What's more, there is no woman more feminine than you. Everything is predestined and cannot be changed. ”

Qinghe didn't care, still smiling and grinning: "Long Dada, in this world, everything is changing, everything is changing, everyone is changing. My greatest wish is to be a man during the day and a woman at night. In this way, the happiness of men and women is just as much as it can be used. ”

Ah Long laughed loudly: "Okay, your husband is gracious, whatever you want to do, you can do it." However, you have to tell your husband, what is the day of the monthly menstrual cycle? ”

Qinghe was overjoyed, and said honestly: "From the thirteenth to the sixteenth of each month, for five years, every month is like this, and every day is not bad." It's just that this month somehow, for the first time, it has not been patronized. ”

Ah Long smiled when he heard this, hugged her like a whirlwind, ran to the kitchen, and within a moment, put four dishes and one soup on the table.

Qinghe was feasting on arrogance, and suddenly saw Ah Long looking at her with a sad face. Just as he was about to ask, Ah Long had already changed color, flew out, and brought back a bowl of thick medicinal soup after a while.

When I smelled it, I felt very familiar, and suddenly woke up: "This medicine tastes exactly the same as the musk medicine that Aunt Redsleeve secretly took." ”

Gengsheng questioned: "Long Dada, what kind of trick are you doing?" ”

Ah Long's face was gloomy and uncertain, flickering bright and dark, and finally his face was ruthless, and he said in a trembling voice: "The cold poison in your body has not been removed, this is the "warm heart reed" I made for you according to the medical book, which drives away the cold and keeps warm, and the medicinal effect is excellent. ”

Qinghe had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes spread: "Long Dada, if you want me to drink medicine, you need to agree to me." ”

Ah Long was full of surprise: "What's the matter?" ”

Qinghe is full of expectations: "With me, I will return to Yu tomorrow." ”

Ah Long swallowed tears and pretended to be happy: "Okay, whatever you say, it's what it is." ”

Qinghe didn't say a word, drank it all, and said with a smile: "This is the first bowl of soup medicine I drank since I was a child." In the past, I rarely got sick and had a fever, but by chance, Ah Long tricked me into drinking medicine, and I never refused to give in, but quietly poured it out. ”

Ah Long was so sad when he heard this, it was no longer possible to hide the endless injury, so he hurriedly got up and jumped out of the room. Hiding in the bamboo bushes, tears poured down like a flood that burst the embankment. Seeing her running and pursuing, and listening to her anxious call, he didn't dare to show up, let alone respond.

I don't know how long it took, I suddenly heard her exclaim, full of surprise: "Long Dada, I can find you!" Are you playing hide and seek with me? But seeing him in tears, he hurriedly stepped forward to hug each other, and comforted him repeatedly: "Does Long Dada miss his master?" Still like a baby, secretly hiding and crying? ”

Aaron held her head and buried it in his chest, his heart as if it had been emptied.

For the next whole day, Qinghe was coaxed by Ah Long to be happy like a fairy.

It's just that Ah Long became more verbose than a green fly, and kept saying, "Qinghe, you run slower, I really can't catch up." Or: "Qinghe, don't jump up and down, I'm dizzy." Then he said, "Qinghe, you eat more, even if you drink more soup." Tomorrow, you may not be able to eat anything...... ”

When I fell asleep at night, I actually heard Ah Long pleading in a low voice: "Qinghe, you ...... lightly, you slow down ......, let's not be happy in the near future...... Love, especially today...... room, so ...... You're going to be ...... Injure. Forget it...... you won't be able to keep your ...... sooner or later anyway. It's better to have ...... you now. You know ......, but if you want ......, I'll give you ....... But ......, I'm ...... above, so you can save some effort....... You're too naughty ...... you can't rush so hard, you can't ............ so deep, if you hurt your ......, what can I do ......? ”

Late at night, Ah Long hugged the sleeping green lotus, and his heart was extremely heavy.

Qinghe slept very sweetly, and there were tears of joy on his face.

Ah Long kissed lightly, and the tears ate into his mouth, salty, salty all the way to his heart, more painful than a knife hanging.

Qinghe's tears and Qinghe's eyes instantly reminded him of his senior brother, a person who was once close to him! A man who was once hated and hated!

The memories of seventeen years of dust, accompanied by painful pain, unforgettable remorse, and the torture of purgatory, poured like a tide into my heart.

The green pothos, the bright smile, the bright eyes, and the blood-colored green clothes will not be driven away and linger.

Ah Long's thoughts were messy into a net, disorganized, suddenly opening more and more, suddenly tightening more and more, and turning into a sharp sword in an instant, cutting through the flesh, piercing the heart and lungs, and hurting to the bone marrow.

What is the most painful thing in this world? The death of a loved one. What do you hate the most? The Battle of the Loved One. What is the most bitter? The most unwilling, the most unwilling; The most ruthless and helpless thing actually happened, and became a fact, entangled deeply, and can never be forgotten.

Ah Long stared at it for a long time, and his heart was sad: "Is she the love of her life?" Am I heartless? She and me, who loves whom more? Who hates whom more? Who treats whom more seriously? Who hurts who deeper? ”

Heart-wrenching, unable to extricate myself: "Qinghe, from the moment I embraced you into my arms, I will give you all my true heart, leaving no room for anything." But you are unkind, you don't cherish it, you throw it on the ground at will, and you fall to my blood.

If you see your parents, you must be cold and cold, and abandon me from the beginning. We are husband and wife, husband and wife, who wish to be united in heaven and on earth!

Qinghe, you know what? You're pregnant with my flesh and bones! I've never been so happy, I've never been so hesitant, but I've never dared to tell you!

I want this baby so much! No one in the world loves him more than I do! But what can I do? I can't leave him! I can't tolerate flesh and blood, I'm a Northern Tartar!

Qinghe, you know what? I have been with you for a long time, and I have made you pregnant, but how dare I risk telling you all this? In that case, you will resent me and hate me, and leave me and abandon me.

Now, in the face of a choice, I really have no choice but to make this decision. ”

At dawn, Qinghe was physically and mentally happy and opened his eyes. She had never woken up so early, and while secretly rejoicing, she secretly thanked Aaron for the bowl of musk.

Thinking of returning to Yu immediately, returning to the homeland, full of joy and hope. It's just that Ah Long is not around, listening to the window, the sound of rain is continuous, dripping, and complaining.

Qinghe hugged Ah Long's pillow and was stunned for a while, thinking in his heart: "He must be going to worship the priest again, as soon as he is sad, he will ignore it, it is not good to be in the rain for a long time." ”

Hurriedly jumped out of bed and rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find an umbrella. inadvertently opened a Nanmu cabinet, and the situation in front of her shocked her:

Hundreds of statues of ladies, in a variety of postures, all kinds, vivid and lifelike.

Some volley fencing, some pluck the strings. Some chant poems to the moon, and some do endowments to the river. Some started the game, and some worked hard to write. Some are smiling, and some are dancing in the wind. Some of them are like moth eyebrows, and some of them are micro-steps.

Carved and carved, it's all one person, that is, pothos!

Qinghe looked at it, her heart hurt indescribably, for the pothos, for herself, for Aaron.

This is not enough, suddenly seeing one thing, Qinghe feels that there is no end to grief.

In the corner of the cabinet, there is also a turquoise ornament hidden, carefully picked it up, held it in his hand, and looked at it again and again. A thin red Wu Aya, tied with a small turquoise, crystal clear, jade warm smoke.

The jade flute is clearly my jade flute!

Qinghe didn't look for an umbrella anymore, took the jade flute in his hand, looked left and right, the more he looked, the more sad he became, and he ran out of the door in a daze.

Running all the way, I felt that fate kept joking with her, and she was extremely sad, not knowing the road under her feet and the rain in front of her.

Running out of half a mile, I suddenly heard the sound of the piano like crying, and the music was like a complaint, which made people cry and broke their liver and intestines. When she heard this, she finally woke up from her dream, and followed the sound of the piano to the past, and in the bleak wind and cold rain, Ah Long sat in front of the grave, stroking the piano like madness, and weeping like rain.

His grief is indescribable!

Qinghe quietly walked around and walked behind him. He was so absorbed in it that he couldn't hear her footsteps at all.

She stood still, silent, watched for a long time, listened for a long time, and ached for a long time. The rain fell on her head, and blood and tears flowed in harmony.

Qinghe didn't know anything, she just felt confused. In front of her eyes, the flowers have withered, the grass has withered, the birds have lost their voices, and all hopes and dreams have passed away.

She thought silently: "He loves pothos so much that he never loves me." This was true in the past, it is now, and it will be even more true in the future. ”

She suddenly realized: "His love for pothos is deeply rooted, and he can't empathize anymore, and he will never fall in love again, just like I did to Ah Long."

It is true that he has no grievances with me, and he will not be ruthless enough to kill me. However, if he wants to be unswerving, he must cut off all feelings.

I am his last ray of affection, of course, how can I be able to entangle such a hero of the world? He cares so much about me because I am like a pothos.

He can't love it, and he can't give it up. Thinking about it, together with the jade flute, together with me, he offered the pothos like a gift of love. ”

Thinking of this, Daigo was empowered: "Green pothos is his eternal wife, and his acceptance of me as a concubine is the final bottom line, which is really helpless." When he was in Guinanshan, he refused to play with my Yaoqin ensemble, because he could only belong to his heart

Pothos, no longer allow others to enter the heart river. His self-righteous infatuation with lotus love, in fact, is just fulfilling unfulfilled dreams, chasing regrets that have not been pursued, revenge that cannot be avenged, and hatred that cannot be resolved. ”

Qinghe was enlightened, and he was even more depressed, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, and the clouds had fallen into the abyss. struggled in vain, and felt that the sky was miserable, and the world was spinning.

She looked around, and felt helpless, pouring out this life, Ah Long had nowhere to find, the past, only ethereal.

The bleak and gloomy sky overhead, the muddy and dirty grass under your feet, the gloomy and dull forest in the distance, the icy and biting cold wind around you, accompanied by the desolate and bitter cold rain.

In the past, his solid arms, broad chest, and loving eyes like Ah Long have all become phantoms, all of which have disappeared, and no matter how real they are, Qinghe no longer dares to hope for extravagance.

Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and he hurriedly reached out and grabbed a green pine, the bark was as hard as iron, and the pine trunk was as cold as ice.

The green lotus was like a dead leaf swaying in the wind, unable to hold on, unable to stand, and slowly slid down.

She shuddered and fell to her knees, pressing her face against the cold bark. A lotus heart, frozen into frost, was shattering, and she even heard the sound of cracking.

Qinghe looked at Ah Long from afar, desperate and infinitely sad. The last dream that was easily built in this life was like a stack of ice, shattered in an instant, collapsed with a bang, and collapsed suddenly. Shattered silently, crumbling to pieces, crumbling to the point of no return.

Her heart was like ashes, painful to the bone marrow, and she couldn't take it for a moment: "It's me who doesn't know people, and he is not my Aaron at all." No, you have to run away from here, from desolation, from sorrow, from sorrow. ”

The green lotus staggered, ran over the mountains, jumped over the streams, escaped through the dense forests, and jumped over the hanging streams. When you go up the mountain, you rejoice; When you go down the mountain, it's not a pity to die.

His mind was in a mess, he didn't know where to go, and there was only one thought in his heart: "Go home quickly and forget about him." ”

While running, he suddenly felt a strange movement behind him, like smelling the bloody rain and bloody wind, knowing that he was in danger again, in extreme despair, he didn't care about his own body, and he didn't resist at all.

Suddenly, his heart ached, and he was grabbed by a big hand in the air, and a sneer came from his ear, which was extremely familiar: "Little goblin!" Why lose your soul? Still looking for life and death? Why, could it be that he was abandoned by the dragon demon from the beginning to the end? ”

Qinghe turned his head and faced Zhuo Xing's gloomy face, there was no resentment in his eyes, only a sadness: "Zhuo Xing, kill me if you have a kind, and shut up if you don't have a seed." ”

Zhuo Xing looked at her for a long time, as if he was extremely surprised, as if he was extremely shocked, as if he was deeply infected, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Little goblin, I won't kill you, and I won't shut up, but there is a kind of seed?" ”

While speaking, two figures floated behind him, a black gauze draped in a mask, and said sharply: "Ah Xing, the little goblin is too cunning, she can't be left, and she will be thrown down the mountain stream immediately." ”

Qinghe was already desperate, but when he heard this, he was detached: "Living in this life, in addition to causing trouble, it is sad and lost, it is better to die, one hundred deaths, and it is better to find Ah Long in the next life." ”

Hearing the two of them singing and harmonizing, I thought to myself: "Zhuo Xing? Seck? What is Seke's name Zhuoxing? Sing? So affectionate? Are they family? ”

Zhuo Xing looked at Seke, in addition to showing respect to his biological father, he rarely showed respect to anyone: "Lord Sai, it's better to stay for a while, kill the demon and slay the dragon, it's just useful." ”

Another black-clothed scorched face suddenly appeared, and his voice was infinitely old: "Exactly, we have been ambushing here for a few days, just to ambush the dragon demon." In my opinion, it is better to spare her life and use it to lure the dragon demon into the bait. ”

Qinghe only felt that his scorched face was terrifying, but his voice was extremely familiar, like King Jia.

Although Seke only showed a pair of eyes, he was full of murderous energy: "It makes sense, it is best to use her to kill dragons and demons." ”

Zhuo Xing smiled: "With her, not only the dragon demon, but also Bo Win, you can also get it all"

Before the words fell, I suddenly heard a voice, from far to near, echoing through the valley, breaking through the sky: "Is it, Zhuo Xing?" Don't you know? Are you already in the bag? ”

Zhuo Xing was taken aback, and suddenly saw the nine figures flying towards him. In an instant, I felt a flower in front of me, and several people rushed and swam away, dividing the seven stars, and in an instant, the three of them were besieged.

Take a closer look, "Shennong Double Knife" and "Kuixing Double Gong", occupying the main positions of Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, and Tianquan, showing a trend of encirclement, sword light and sword shadow, changing and circulating; "Kuixing Sanbi" occupies Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang to help the position, and the flying pen sweeps, and the wind is loud. Attack and defense advance and retreat, reciprocating and circulating. No matter how the formation changes, it is like the Big Dipper.

Seke was shocked: "Kuixing Seven Battle!" Big things are not good! Ah Xing protects my king and goes first, and I will break the back! ”

Seeing that the "Kuixing Seven Absolute Formations" are changeable, the former is the back, the future is the front, the main position is attacking, the position is assisted, the four sides are copied, leaving no room for it, Seke is not slack, he is like the wind, and he is like electricity; Golden plug arc knife, flying whirlwind dance; The golden cold poison needle broke out of the air.

Zhuo Xing knew that it was not good, so he carried the green lotus, protected King Jia, and turned around and fled.

Qinghe thought about her Ah Long by herself, sad and broken, where to go, it doesn't matter, but once he dies, he may be able to exchange for a moment of sadness, and death is worth it.

She looked silently, the drizzle rinsed the streamer, soaked through the clothes, wet and confused, washed down and hesitated, polished the sadness, and flowed dreams.

At that moment, she could no longer see the sword light and sword shadow, and she could no longer hear the sound of cranes chirping.

The jade pines and cypresses, the dewy wildflowers, the ethereal peaks, and the majestic rocks, washed by the rain, are the best scenery in this life.