|||--Ah Long forbade his desires, and finally turned his love into infinite warmth, and said softly: "Qinghe, don't you miss home?" We got married, and I will send you home, and it will be convenient on the way. ”

When Qinghe heard this, he had a flash of inspiration: "He is so eager to marry, there must be conspiracy." Why not push the boat down the river and plan for it? Wouldn't it be easy to get home if we regained the map and left him halfway? ”

I was overjoyed and carried away, and a stupid sentence was enough to be ashamed for life: "The idea is not bad, the map will return to me first." As soon as the words came out, I just wanted to draw myself: "For the sake of a mere map, I will sell my laughter and sell my body." ”

Aaron was overjoyed, his mouth was so big and wide that he almost swallowed Jiaohe: "Qinghe, don't worry, once you get married, even I will be you, let alone a map?" ”

Qinghe was ashamed when he heard this, gathered his mind, and his brain teaser turned sharply: "When this is shocking, how to get out of danger?" "With an idea, he looked directly into the big eyes that hooked the soul, and took offense as defense.

In an instant, a sunny smile appeared out of thin air: "Long Da is passionately staged today, but for Mantuo?" I think it's excusable if it's someone else's; If it were for her, the sin would not be forgivable. She is not only famous, but also ruthless. ”

Ah Long nodded again and again: "It's my little concubine, and she has a relationship with her husband." ”

Qinghe was ashamed: "I really think about Longda, and every word is from the bottom of my heart." A failed marriage, although it is tear-jerking, can also inspire growth. If used properly, it will benefit you for a lifetime. Why gamble on the momentary anger and give up on yourself? We can't destroy our future because of temporary discouragement. ”

Ah Long only felt funny: "Qinghe, I love you and give up on yourself?" I marry you to destroy my future? ”

Qinghe hates that iron is not steel: "Don't you give up on yourself? Is it not just self-destruction? I'm good for nothing, how can I marry into the door? I am 'the past life, this life, and the next life, and the life is not going well.' I, II, and III, without a trace. 'If you marry me, you will have misfortune and misfortune in your three lives. Thou hast married me, and thou hast made all the mouths rich, and hast ruined thy wisdom. ”

Ah Long almost wanted to laugh, forced himself to hold back his smile, and said: "Qinghe, I have been blessed and blessed since I was a child, although I have suffered countless dangers, but I can turn evil into good fortune. Now that I think about it, I must have robbed me of the luck of my future concubine, and I just happened to pay you back at the same time.

As for how precious it is that you have no quarrel with the world and have nothing to do? My splitting school is the most advocating the casualness of the wind and the unity of nature and man. It's a pity that I'm sixteen years older than you, but I can't reach your level.

Your Tao is natural, your heart is good, and your wisdom is foolish. There is no need to learn the Tao, the Tao is already in your heart, and it is really 'the Tao Chong, and there is a blessing in using it. Like the sect of all things. File it, solve its disputes, and its light, with its dust, like or exist. ’

Just ask how many heroes think they are sitting on the four seas, commanding all directions, being eloquent and strategic, and famous through the ages, but in fact they are black sheep, laughing and generous.

For example, the Northern Tatar Gemeng and the Eastern Wu Boshang were reckless in their military force, indiscriminately killing innocents, working the people and losing money, building large-scale construction, destroying forests and grazing, and destroying mountains and lakes. They care about everything, and they have no conscience about everything. ”

Ah Long's black eyes were charming, and he didn't understand a word from Qinghe, so he hurriedly looked left and right and said to him: "I just told Long Da that there is no need to ruin his reputation because of a moment of frustration, it is better to 'regroup and reopen, resolve grief into strength, lock in true love and seek new love, and change his face to find a bride'." ”

Ah Long laughed even more: "Qinghe is really with her husband."

You have a good heart. I've locked in true love, I've found a new love, and I've chosen a bride. Although she is angry with me and hurts me, I persevere. ”

The moonlight is bright, the stars are shining, the spring breeze is cool, and the frogs are singing. Ah Long simply took the sky as the curtain and the earth as the seat, and put the green lotus on his knees.

He looked up and saw the sky full of stars, dotting the night sky, large and small, flickering and flickering, sprinkled on the earth, full of luster. He looked down, and a pair of bright eyes shone in his arms, more beautiful than the stars, and he couldn't help but be excited.

Through the vast deep blue, the green lotus stared into the deep night sky, and his eyes wanted to penetrate the canopy of heaven and probe the end of the sky. But the sky was too wide, like his heart, unfathomable. I can't help but feel ashamed of my smallness and laugh to myself.

Suddenly remembered the dream when he was seriously injured and dying: "In front of him was an infinite darkness, behind him were countless ghost eyes, the cold wind was whistling in my ears, and the cold ice was flowing in my heart. Up and down the body, from the skin to the five, it was full of ice thorns, and it was cold. The most hurtful and painful, not so. There are even relatives, turned into ghosts, floating in, trampling on her wounds, kick after foot; Pull out her ice spikes, one after another. Such a knife cuts and burns, destroys the heart and lungs, and is unspeakable. ”

Time flies, and the wound seems to heal, but this nightmare will never sink away. These wounds are so deep-rooted that they can never be repaired. It is like a stinger, buried deep in the heart, even if it is pulled out, the scar cannot be erased.

It's just that I don't know, since there is infinite hatred in my heart, and since there is infinite hatred in my hatred, why am I so unwilling? Why do you yearn to sink?

Qinghe groaned for a long time, unable to put aside his sorrows, unable to solve the mystery of love, and fell in love to the depths, devastating his heart: "Everything is just because he is too much like my last life Ah Long." ”

A thought, in a flash: "He is not only like my Aaron, but also like my father." But where is it like? Looks, movements, looks? "Indescribable, plausible.

Qinghe couldn't think clearly, and chuckled: "I am in Xishu, and I always dream back to my father's knees." Now that I think about it, it must not be my father in my dream, but Long Dada. You're a genius, and you always make me feel fatherly. ”

Aaron wrapped her around the crook of his arm and forced her to look at each other. is so tender and sweet, from the bottom of my heart: "My father is the lover of the girl in my last life, and the girl is looking for a wishful husband, which is naturally similar to it, which is the nature of people." ”

Qinghe was ashamed and angry when he heard this, but he smiled beautifully. She felt speechless, and was even more speechless, so she simply made a statement: "Let him speak well, I will only be unswerving." ”

She mentioned her father, he touched the past, with a sad face, unable to control himself, buried her head in his chest, just to prevent her from seeing through his sad eyes.

Ah Long's voice, but the mystery was revealed, light and cold: "I have been lonely since I was a child, and I am really lucky to meet my master at the age of four." It's a pity that fifteen years old and heaven and man are separated.

I searched all over the world, but finally failed to make a big enemy, and in the midst of all my thoughts, I embarked on the road home. At that time, Xishu was trampled under the iron hooves of the Northern Tartars, which was more scarred than my pathos.

The Northern Tartars poured thousands of miles, and the Shu army was defeated and devastated. In the midst of the crisis, I rushed into the enemy line, shot the enemy commander, and rescued the ancestor whose life was hanging by a thread.

Yes, I was stationed on the front line of the anti-Tartar war, and after half a year of fighting, Ge Meng's qi was finally exhausted, and Xishu finally got out of trouble.

As a result, I got the grace of the first gentleman and was named the general of Xishu. ”

In the darkness, Qinghe seemed to see the young Ah Long, enduring humiliation and serving the country loyally.

Ah Long looked up at the sky and said softly: "The first monarch was originally a famous general of the former Nansong generation, but he couldn't escape the inevitable fate: he was suspicious of the faint king, he was overwhelmed by the powerful ministers, he was framed by traitors, he tasted the bitterness of the world, and he experienced the heat and coldness of the world. The northern Tartars invaded the south, killing people like hemp. He fought with all his might, persevering. When Nansong perished, he was supported by the people of Shu and became the king of Shu. ”

Qinghe bowed slightly: "I heard Brother Tai say that the ancestors of Xishu were entrusted with the autumn of critical survival, benevolent and wise, good and knowledgeable; Brave and righteous, mighty and gracious, magnanimous and strategic. What's more, he is not proud of his merits, and he even refuses to establish himself as a king. His monarch title is still posthumously sealed by Zhuo Yun in the future. ”

When Ah Long heard this, he looked straight at her: "This is the third time you have mentioned Brother Cai, who is he?" Do you want to forget? ”

Qinghe pouted: "Why did I mention Brother Cai?" Long Da just said that you are in Shu, and Hugh wants to open the river. ”

Ah Long stared at the water of the Yangtze River for a long time, and sighed: "The green pothos doesn't know the dragon's intentions, and the green lotus is difficult to solve the lonely sail love." ”

Qinghe saw that he was sad, and couldn't help but feel compassion. It also shows his momentary alienation, and you can see it all.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through him: "Why don't you ask him, the lover you never forget, but the heroine of the song "Zunbi Ru Tomb"?" ”

Curious, he blurted out and asked: "Pothos, but 'Ah Tomb'?" The lover who is greatly hidden in the heart of the dragon? ”

Ah Long was shocked when he heard this, and looked at her fixedly, not knowing how to answer.

Between surprises, alienation reappears, and cannot be concealed.

Qinghe was humble on the surface, arrogant in his bones, and after seeing it, a sneer flashed in his heart.

After a while, Ah Long still diverted the topic: "It's a pity that the ancestor was in the prime of life, but he died violently without illness." Xishu is already weak, and it is even more precarious. ”

Qinghe had a lot of questions: "How did the ancestor die early?" Can it be harmful to others? ”

Ah Long did not answer the question: "The ancestor died early, Xishu was destroyed, and all forces were ready to move." ”

Qinghe's curiosity increased: "I heard Qiu Shan say that there are many heirs of the ancestors. Among them, the eldest prince Zhuo Ming is the most outstanding, as the eldest son, benevolent, righteous and sincere, talented, and very predominant, he is an absolutely excellent heir. Zhuo Yun is only a young son, and he has never been favored, how can he get on the throne? ”

Ah Long explained softly: "The first monarch gave birth to sixteen sons, more than half of whom died in his early years, the disaster of the Northern Tartars, the invasion of Eastern Wu, and five people were killed in battle.

Although I have never met Zhuo Mingqi, I have heard many rumors. He took the lead and fought bravely against the Tartars, but unfortunately died young.

In the end of the battle, the first monarch only had two heirs left, namely the fifteenth son Zhuo Hao and the sixteenth son Zhuo Yun.

Zhuo Hao is also the son of the first monarch, but he is shrewd and strong, brave and good at fighting. It's a pity that people are narrow-minded and cruel. I don't like to be friends with him, and I've always stayed away from him.

Zhuo Yun had a poor background, his mother was beautiful and had a humble status, and he never escaped the right and wrong in the palace, and was framed by someone for the scourge of witchcraft, and gave birth to Zhuo Yun, and died of untimely death.

Although the ancestor was brave, he was extremely superstitious about ghosts and gods, and even listened to slander, believing that Zhuo Yun was a disaster star.

At that time, Bixue was still Princess Jia, she was kind by nature, and seeing that Zhuo Yun could not live, she carried the ancestor behind her back and secretly sent her to Shennong Pavilion to save her from the disaster. ”