Chapter 580: The King of Sorrow

Bo Ying looked at Qinghe stupidly, and the longer he looked at it, the more his heart swayed, and he was fascinated. Thinking of what she was thinking in her heart was even more heartbroken.

At this time, Boying can no longer pretend, not only can't pretend, but even the smile is difficult to hide. His smile centered on his lips and spread to his eyebrows, forehead, chin, and cheeks: "Qinghe, why are you gray and unkempt every time I see you?" ”

Qinghe smiled lightly, and that smile instantly made her pale face bloom like a flower, shining brighter than the sun, brighter than the moon, and the stars were about to be shy to the side.

Yes, the sky is clear, the rain has stopped, the sun can come out, the more and more can come out, and the stars can come out.

You don't have to know how difficult it is to clear the sky after the rain, and you don't have to discuss what a miracle the sun shines on, her voice is telling you: "Qinghe is rude, you forgive me." Just because he is anxious to save his son, he runs in a hurry, and he will be dyed when he falls into the mud, and he will be dirty without washing his face. ”

Bo Ying looked at his lover stupidly, and deliberately made a cold statement: "Qinghe, you haven't changed at all!" Just like nine years ago! That's good, that's what I want, but why are you so alienated from me? ”

Qinghe laughed again when she heard this, she thought of the little fish, the little fish that was jumping around. This smile, the spring breeze blows, the spring rain is cheerful, the spring flowers are in full bloom, and the spring is full of joy.

It seems that she has never stopped day and night, never traveled thousands of miles, and never struggled in the mud: "The gentleman laughed, the gentleman is the most virtuous and holy, Qinghe was ignorant from a young age, and he was disrespectful to the gentleman, and asked the gentleman to be more tolerant." ”

Bo Ying couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, in fact, he had already made up his mind, and when he met her this time, his attitude must be extremely cold, and even put on a murderous side, which made her fearful, and he was easy to control the situation.

However, as soon as he saw the delicate lotus after the wind and rain, he was still so beautiful and seductive, still laughing like a soul, still pure and dazzling, or so pure and streamer.

At this moment, Boying couldn't breathe, couldn't think, forgot the original intention, and forgot the follow-up. He couldn't hold it anymore, and threw all the conspiracies and calculations he had planned before into the clouds.

Bo Ying really doesn't understand, nine years have passed, and the ruthless years have left burning marks on everyone, why is she biased alone?

She has suffered a lot, she has been beaten, she has been bullied, she has been tormented, why is she still as beautiful as a peach and a plum, as beautiful as a star? Graceful and moving?

Thanks to Xiao Yu'er being locked up in the underground palace in advance, if not, Qinghe would be a little more affectionate to him, warm and warm, and drop a few lotus tears and frown a few lotus eyebrows at will, Bo Ying may not be able to endure it, and selflessly dedicate his son, just to make her smile.

In his life, Boying has never been so weak-willed, after the high-profile gesture is done, and the low-key words are finished, he can't hold back anymore, stands up, and goes forward.

"Qinghe, let me hug you, or, the worst of all, it's good to hold a little hand."

Full of such tenderness, Bo Ying posted forward, and said insincerely: "Qinghe, you want to kill me, but you haven't been able to achieve it, I'm deeply sorry, why don't you let you get your wish today?" ”

Qinghe had already seen through his bad intentions, and jumped to the other side of the dragon book case like flying.

Bo Ying is not in a hurry: "Since the winning chips are firmly held in my hands, I can play with her slowly." Anyway, I've been waiting for so many years, how can I rush to a momentary pleasure? Can't hold your breath at a critical moment? ”

Qinghe hurriedly avoided the pair of eyes like a torch, but inadvertently saw the tired and thin face, thinking that he was over half a hundred years old, his sideburns were gray, and he was already old, and he couldn't help but feel compassion: "He has too many desires, he wants too much, but he really gets too little." He toiled day and night, doing too much, but really benefiting too little. I don't understand, others are very smart, why should they be difficult for themselves? ”

Bo Ying grabbed her momentary pity, and even misunderstood her intentions, and a resentment came from the bottom of his heart: "Qinghe, why don't you think deeply?" You've always loved me, you've always loved me! ”

Qinghe Wan'er smiled and said: "The gentleman has a good memory, and he always confuses love and hate. Qinghe and Jun are very different, and they often make Jun misunderstood. It's my fault, please don't remember the villain. ”

Bo Ying laughed loudly: "Qinghe, what did you say?" I don't know love? I don't understand hate? Of course I do! In this life and this life, I love Yihe! In the next life and the next, I hate you and my time is short! So much so that you beat me, scold me, and kill me, which is the greatest joy for me! ”

Qinghe was dizzy when he heard this: "Xiucai met a soldier, and he couldn't explain it clearly." "It doesn't make sense, there's nothing to be done. I feel that it is difficult to tolerate cold and poison, and there is unspeakable sorrow in Zhou, and time is really running out.

Bo Ying looked at her and whispered softly: "Qinghe, I think about you day and night, and I think of it in my bones!" Do you miss me? I remember that you once said, I kiss you and kiss you, like a lychee in the mouth, sweet as a glutton! I still remember that you once said that I love you and you like a swing, rippling in the clouds! ”

Bo Ying said as he spoke, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart: "By the way, Qinghe, you don't know yet." On the night of Shuling Mountain nine years ago, I was the one who hugged you to warm you up. I can't even believe that in this life and this life, I can still hold you like that! At that moment, I just felt that I had never been so complete in my life! You're in your sleep, so well-behaved! Although it was as cold as an ice cube, I was covered by a puddle of spring water. At that time, I thought, if I can hold you for a long time, I won't be a fairy! Not to mention the emperor? Then I thought, I have to continue to be the emperor! If you want to live for a long time, there is only one way to go, and that is to be a good emperor and destroy Shu by strengthening Wu! ”

When Qinghe heard this, he was like stepping on a blade, carrying a heavy hammer, angry like the Yangtze River bursting its banks, and hatred like a snow-capped mountain crashing: "He has brought me infinite pain!" Not enough! I have to continue to suffer, and I have to live a lifetime! ”

However, at this moment, Qinghe didn't dare to be angry, let alone hate, or even resentful, because she didn't dare to forget: "Xiao Yu'er is in danger, my smile, every word, is related to his life." ”

Qinghe suppressed the anxiety in her heart, smiled lightly, cut to the topic, and asked slowly: "Xiao Yu'er, is he okay?" ”

Bo Ying looked at her, thinking that her naughty son was locked up in the underground palace by himself and could not be free, he was deeply sorry, and hurriedly smiled all over his face: "Of course, Xiao Yu'er is naturally very good." But Qinghe, although we are husband and wife, the time is short. I never expected that you would give birth to such a good son for me. Do you know what I do to get through year after year? What did you survive for 3,650 days? Just rely on the March warmth you gave me! Do you know what my favorite place is in this world? It's our south study, it's the bed in our secret room. I lay on it, all night long, thinking of you, missing you! It's just Fang Cai, I'm sitting next to the dragon book case, and I'm still thinking about it, my green lotus is coming, is this true? Green lotus! We are husband and wife! The most loving couple! Promise me, after this, year after year, twilight, all the time, we will all be together, we will never be separated! ”

Qinghe had a cold poison attack, and when he heard this, he was dizzy, cold, and angry. Thinking of Xiao Yu'er's life hanging for a moment, he swallowed his anger and hurriedly changed the topic: "My little Yu'er, he is very naughty, did he make you angry?" ”

Bo Ying was not disappointed when he heard this: "She turned a deaf ear to my infatuation, and she was clearly indifferent to my affection." Despite this, he tried his best to hold back: "Qinghe, you also underestimate me too much, how can I be angry?" It's too late for me to like the little fish. Besides, no matter how stubborn he is, where can he catch up with you? If he makes me angry again, how can he be as ruthless and unrighteous as you? ”

Qinghe's body was cold, he was afraid that time was running out, so he pleaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Qinghe really misses him, can we let our mother and son meet?" ”

Bo Ying spoke slowly and logically, but his legs and feet were extremely fast, and suddenly his body was like electricity, and he jumped towards her: "Qinghe, you ruthless little thing!" Do you want to meet the little fish? Say! Let me kiss you first. ”

Qinghe was shocked, didn't have time to think, and flew away.

Bo Ying was reluctant: "Qinghe, don't run, let me kiss and hug first." Just make me sure that you still love me, and I'll take you to meet Xiao Yu'er. The sky has eyes, you have no conscience, and you actually have a weakness. It's just that if you feel sorry for your son, you might as well feel sorry for my husband. ”

Qinghe's feet did not land, he saw Bo Ying's cheetah rushing forward, and he didn't dare to slack off, the bird floated around, turned to the side of the screen, and avoided Bo Ying's encirclement, and hurriedly defended in his mouth: "Thank you for your pertinent evaluation, Qinghe past, now, and in the future, they are all conscienceless and ruthless people, since you already know, don't blame Qinghe for being heartless." ”

When Bo Ying heard this, his heart was cold and painful, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth: "Qinghe, I don't care if you are ruthless and unrighteous, just be affectionate and righteous myself." Since you are not emotional, I have no choice but to keep your people first, and then slowly regain your heart. As he spoke, he flew behind the screen, and the fantasy came to fruition in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, Qinghe was as slippery as a loach, and when he saw that he had grabbed it, he slipped out of his arms in an instant. She was like a swimming fish, bypassing the big pillar in the hall, and turned back with an apologetic face: "It's really not good for you, I have left my heart in Xishu." Are you willing to ask the gentleman to show me, or I will stay in Soochow for Xiao Yu'er first, let Xiao Yu'er go home, and help me get it? ”

Bo Ying laughed loudly when he heard this: "Qinghe, Xiaoyu'er is really up to you, clever and naughty!" I like both of you, don't try to run away from either of you. Before he finished speaking, he rushed to her again.

Qinghe carried the cold poison all over his body, ran for five thousand miles day and night, he was already exhausted, he fought his last strength, jumped up, rotated sideways, and dodged one after another. In the end, his clothes fluttered and he fled.

Bo Ying didn't know that Qinghe was already at the end of the crossbow, and in disappointment, he secretly said in his heart: "I really didn't expect that her martial arts have improved so much over the years, and it is really not easy to catch her." ”

She hid behind the pillar and gave Bo Ying a deep salute: "Since the gentleman likes Xiaoyuer, do you know what Xiaoyuer likes the most?" ”

Bo Yingwei chased and intercepted, in vain, only to feel dejected: "I am jumping around like this, flying after the beauty, and being treated as a monkey by the Zixiao people guarding the dark corner, it really hurts the emperor's demeanor." What's more, if you can't pounce on the beauty several times, how can you save face? ”

But I can't bear to take the bow of the overlord, it's really a big loss!

Bo Ying's mind turned, immediately changed his strategy and tactics, and simply sat back on the dragon book case, wanting to catch the old and indulge, pretending to be calm: "I only know that my Qinghe likes to sing, dance, play the piano, like to run, play, game, like to be kissed by me to eat lychees, like to be held by me to swing, like to be hurt by me to turn over the clouds." But I really don't know, what do my little fish like? ”

When he said it, he talked about his sore spots, and he felt a sour heart and hazy tears. Yes, in the tears, he clearly saw that in the past, for a few days, she loved to dream, always obediently let him hold, let him kiss, let him hurt, let him want.

He had let her turn over and over in his arms, over and over again, over and over again, and she was so happy! She was so happy! Every time it blooms into a delicate lotus after the rain!

What a good time was that? How joyful is that?

Bo Ying looked at Qinghe affectionately, and had no doubt in his heart: "She has always been affectionate and righteous to me. Not only is there love and righteousness, she clearly loves me deeply. It's just that she is too stupid and stubborn to think deeply. ”

Sure enough, Qinghe was full of love and walked towards him.

Bo Ying only felt his heart pounding: "What? Is she finally willing to let me kiss and let me hug her? Bo Ying was overjoyed and hurriedly stood up and stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, Qinghe gave Bo Ying a deep salute and refused to give him a thousand miles: "Qi Yu Jun, Xiao Yuer has a beloved thing, I don't know if you want to give it?" I only hope that there are a lot of adults and the beauty of adults, Qinghe will definitely be remembered in his heart forever, and he will never dare to forget each other! ”

Bo Ying looked at such an estranged lover, his heart sank, and he hurriedly asked: "What does Xiao Yuer love the most?" ”

Qinghe took a deep breath, looked straight at Bo Ying, and finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Freedom!" ”

When Bo Ying heard this, his face was furious: "Qinghe, I took great pains to confess my wish for many years, but you turned a deaf ear!" You may as well ask yourself, in my lifetime, with which woman have I confided in? I treat you sincerely, even more than Qishui, even more than Shaodi! But you don't cherish it! Or even trample on it at will! This is you, how ruthless? How unjust? I would like to ask, why can't I impress you when I have been in charge of countless lives for half my life? ”

Thinking about it carefully, it was even more sad: "Qinghetong begged me twice, once for her husband and once for her son!" The person she misses in her heart has never been me! ”

The more Bo Ying thought about it, the more sad and angry he became, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, raised his leg and kicked the dragon chair.

The dragon chair shattered, turned into thousands of pieces, flew and swirled, and fell to the ground.

In an instant, the hall was full of rumors, accompanied by Bo Ying's fierceness: "What a freedom!" I just give too much! Leave you free to be brazen! Let you be free to turn your face ruthlessly! Let you be free to be ungrateful! Let you be free to be filthy and despicable! Ask yourself! Who deprived the little fish of his freedom? Who deprived Xiao Yuer of his identity! Who deprived Xiao Yu'er of his father! Who deprived Xiao Yuer of his father's love! Yes, who taught him to hate? And it's to his own father! ”

Qinghe's heart was cold when he heard this, and his face was sad: "Your Majesty, Qinghe is sin is unforgivable, but why are you angry with Xiaoyu'er?" Can't you see it? Xiao Yu'er is uninhibited by nature and doesn't like the identity imposed on him by the king. Having said that, relying on the favor of the king, it is impossible for him to live until now. If it weren't for the king's war of aggression, he would have been a great hero, and he wouldn't have had time to worship it, how could he be an enemy of Soochow? How can you be an enemy of the king? ”

Qinghe's words are impeccable.

For a while, Bo Ying was indistinguishable and irrefutable, full of anger and despair: "Although she is close to Qiqi, that hard and confused heart is separated from me by thousands of rivers and mountains!" ”

Bo Ying was furious and couldn't say: "For many years, I have always put you at the top of my heart, but you avoid me!" It's so easy for me to be scheming, I've exhausted my calculations, and I'm marrying you, but you still abandon me like a cheat! Now, I have been waiting for 16 years, and I have worked hard to boil my head white, but you have no fear, and you don't miss the love of husband and wife! ”

Bo Ying was annoyed and ashamed, and the anger that had been accumulated for ten years had nowhere to vent. In the midst of pain, grief and indignation, and despair, gather all the fire in your heart on the palm of your hand. It seems that the focus is back to the starting point, as if returning to eighteen years ago, everything is so familiar, and he, as always, struck hard at the most beloved woman.

Who would have thought that Qinghe was smiling, hiding or hiding, avoiding or avoiding. She seemed to have anticipated all this, and even had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Bo Ying was unexpected, and hurriedly withdrew his palm, but it was difficult to recover. In an instant, she felt that under the agitation of the palm wind, she was like a helpless fallen leaf in the winter wind, and she was shocked away, slammed into the pillar in the hall, and fell heavily to the ground.

Bo Ying regretted it too late, and couldn't help but break his heart: "I have missed her for so many years, I hope that she has been looking forward to her for so many years, and I can't love her enough, how can I make this move?" Is it really natural? I waved my hands like this back then, and I was so ruthless? ”

Bo Ying, who was extremely remorseful, looked at the seriously injured Qinghe, as if he had been injured, as if he had been hit hard. Heartbroken, he jumped away and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Seeing the blood gurgling from the corner of Qinghe's mouth, Bo Ying was shocked and anxious, painful and painful, and wanted to hit his head to death: "Qinghe, what do I owe you?" So much so that you treat me like this? You might as well kill me! ”

Qinghe worked hard to win his life, and wanted to push Bo Win inch by inch, but when he pushed it halfway, he didn't have half of his strength, and only a miserable laugh remained: "Your Majesty, I knew that you had hated me for sixteen years, and you should also relieve your hatred." As long as this kind of hatred is not imposed on my little fish, I am willing. ”

Bo Ying's words were painless, and his gloomy eyes were full of sadness, remorse, and grief. For a while, he regretted his body and mind, loved and hated, and burst into tears: "Yes, Qinghe, I owe you in my last life, I love you in this life, and I will pay you back in my next life!" But even so, you should not have the courage to take pleasure in breaking my heart! ”