Chapter 117: Affection

Three years later. >

In the drizzle, at the foot of the green hills, a one-armed man wearing a hat led a horse and stood by a stone tablet, he bent down to wipe the moss off the stone with his hands, and there were three words vaguely engraved on it, but because of the age, it was impossible to make out what was written. The man straightened up and looked around, and there was a fog all around, the road had been cut off, and there was no sign of anyone coming. The man looked up to reveal a handsome face under his hat, and he looked at the top of the hill with a hint of determination in his amber eyes, and then walked in one of them.

When Qi Niang came back to her senses, she knew that Qing Huan had called her several times, and she turned around and asked, "Qing Huan, you called me?" ”

Qing Huan looked at Qi Niang and said with a sad face: "Madam, are you thinking about the pavilion master again?" ”

Qi Niang said helplessly: "I just remembered something, and I felt that time passed so fast, and it was spring again in a blink of an eye." It seems that Qi Han left the Strange Flower Valley just yesterday, no wonder the ancients often sighed that the white horse passed through the gap, and the clouds and dogs were floating. ”

Qing Huan glanced at the rain outside the window and said, "The day the pavilion master left Qihua Valley was also as rainy as today, no wonder Madame wants to touch the scene." Madam, the pavilion master has been gone for a year, and Madame should take care of herself for the sake of the little son. ”

Qi Niang shook her head and smiled, and said, "How can I not take care of my body." By the way, send the letter out this month, too. ”

Qing Huan's tears flickered, "Madam, you send letters every month, and you have never broken it, but the pavilion master has not written from him for more than half a year, madam, don't write anymore, the pavilion master he can't come back." ”

Qi Niang was silent for a while before she said, "...... I'm used to writing a letter a month, and if I don't send it, I always feel empty in my heart. It seems that this habit will not be changed for a while. ”

Qing Huan lowered his head and wiped a handful of tears, and sobbed: "Madam, if you are uncomfortable, don't hold back, Qing Huan is very sad for Madame when she sees you in a silent daze all day long." ”

Qi Niang smiled faintly and said, "Silly girl, don't you just ask you to send a letter and cry for something." ”

"Where's this just a matter of sending letters...... Madam, why don't we go back to Hanjiang Pavilion, there are more people, and Madame doesn't have to be in a daze out of the window all day long. ”

Qi Niang shook her head, "What do you do when you go back to Hanjiang Pavilion, without Qi Han by your side, it's the same everywhere." Besides, I can't do anything when I go back, now that Fu Xin has taken over Hanjiang Pavilion and is well organized, he will definitely not be willing to take over as the pavilion master when I go back. ”

"But Mrs. is Mrs. after all, and when the little son grows up in the future, he should take over Hanjiang Pavilion......"

"Ning'er is still young now, and it is up to him to decide what he wants to do in the future. Okay, I'm used to staying in Qihua Valley, but I can't adapt to going back to Hanjiang Pavilion, so you don't need to persuade me to go back. Qi Niang said and took the written letter to Qing Huan and said, "Send the letter." ”

Qing Huan wanted to say something, but Qi Niang stuffed the letter into her hand, and she had no choice but to do it. When I went out, I happened to meet Qing'er who came back from outside with Jiang Ning, and Qing'er saw the letter in Huan's hand, so she asked, "Is Meng Meng still sending letters over there?" ”

Qing Huan was depressed: "Yes, I have persuaded many times, but my wife still sends a letter to her family every month, and she has never stopped." ”

Qing'er looked sad, shook her head and sighed: "Just let her go, you send the letter quickly, remember to take the umbrella." ”

"Huh! Got it! Qing Huan responded, and hurriedly stepped on small broken steps and left quickly.

Qing'er looked at Qing Huan who ran away, stood in the courtyard for a while, looked down at the sleeping Jiang Ning, sighed softly, came to Qi Niang's room, and saw that the door was empty, so she pushed the door, and the room was empty.

The rain was still dripping endlessly, Qing Huan held an oil-paper umbrella all the way down the mountain, and met a man in black clothes, she immediately stopped, looked up suspiciously, and said to the man: "Childe, where are you going?" ”

"Valley of Strange Flowers." The man replied simply.

An inexplicable look flashed in Qing Huan's eyes, and he said, "Childe is looking for a doctor?" But there is no doctor in Qihua Valley now, only our lady is here. If Childe wants to find a doctor, go to Hanjiang Pavilion. ”

The man glanced back at Qing Huan, glanced at the letter in her hand, and asked, "Are you the maidservant of Hanjiang Pavilion?" I've come to visit your wife. ”

Qing Huan was even more puzzled, she had been by Qi Niang's side for so long, she had never seen Qi Niang have dealings with anyone, and very few people came to Qihua Valley, what is the identity of this person?

"May I ask who Childe is? I'll go and tell my wife. ”

"Ye Jiu." The man spat out a name.

Three years ago, Jiang Qihan suddenly retired from the medical field, handed over Hanjiang Pavilion to his henchman Fu Xin, and disappeared into the rivers and lakes with his wife and children, and no one has seen them since. However, it is rumored that Jiang Qihan appeared in a small town in southern Xinjiang a year ago and lived for a while, without seeing anyone else around him. Soon after, Jiang Qihan seemed to plan to return to the Central Plains, but died of illness on the way. However, this is just a rumor, just like Jiang Qihan disappeared for half a year, and then appeared in the Phoenix Valley, so many people think that Jiang Qihan will still come back. Although the Hanjiang Pavilion has now changed hands, everyone in the Hanjiang Pavilion is looking forward to Jiang Qihan coming back to take charge of the Hanjiang Pavilion again. It's just that three years have passed, and even Qi Niang and Jiang Ning have no news, so everyone no longer mentions this matter. Later, there were rumors that Jiang Qihan and his entourage in southern Xinjiang were to worship a benefactor, after learning the news, Ye Jiuyi went to southern Xinjiang to find the traces of Jiang Qihan and Qi Niang, and after several inquiries, he found a remote mountain village near the Central Plains, where he met Jiang Qihan, who was about to die.

"Why are you hurt?" Although Ye Jiu didn't understand medical skills, he also noticed the internal injuries in Jiang Qihan's body.

Jiang Qi Hanyun smiled lightly and said, "I was injured by the enemy." I don't have a few days to live, although we were enemies, but you are the last person in the world to see me, when the time comes, can you throw my bones into the cold river, I hope to be buried in my hometown when I die. ”

"You're dead, what about Qi Niang and your children?"

Jiang Qihan's expression was gloomy, and he no longer saw his former look, "In this life, I am sorry for her, in order to take her away from Bian Che, I did not hesitate to let her suffer the pain of losing her husband, and I also let Jiang Ning lose her father at a young age." You are Meng Meng's most trusted friend, will you be able to take care of her for me after I die? ”

Ye Jiu didn't immediately agree to him, but said: "Qi Niang is very strong, I'm afraid she doesn't need my care, what she really hopes for should be to be able to see you again." ”

Jiang Qihan shook his head and said: "She will be sad when she sees my withered and ruined appearance, I don't want to see her sad." ”

Ye Jiu looked at him for a while and said, "Now it's rumored outside that you're dead, did you arrange it?" ”

Jiang Qihan didn't answer and asked: "Do you think Meng Meng will believe it?" ”

"I don't think she'll believe this news, since I can find you, Qi Niang will definitely be able to find it too."

Jiang Qihan looked at a letter on the table and said, "None of you can find me, but Meng Meng won't." I'm sorry to send this suicide note for me when you leave. ”

Ye Jiu took the thick suicide note and found that the address of the sender on it was not here. He looked at Jiang Qihan suspiciously, not understanding what he meant, but Jiang Qihan said: "Meng Meng lives in the Valley of Strange Flowers now, if you see her, tell her and let her forget me." ”

Three days later, Ye Jiu returned to Jiang Qihan's place and found Jiang Qihan lying on the table, his body was already cold, and he was still holding a flute tightly in his hand. There was a paper inkstone on the table, and on the paper was a masterpiece.

I don't know, the blue sky is high, the yellow ground is thick, only to see the moon cold and the day is warm, come to fry life.

On the peak of Qihua Valley, Qi Niang stood at the highest place and looked down, and saw Qing Huan going and returning from a distance, followed by a man wearing a hat. Qi Niang quickly turned around, landed lightly from the mountain peak to the gazebo behind her, and then jumped to the ground, facing the comer.

"Madame!" Qing Huan screamed.

Ye Jiu immediately raised his head, only to see Qi Niang standing in white clothes in front of him in the green mountains, and suddenly felt like a dream. Qi Niang looked at him, and a trace of surprise couldn't help but appear on her face, and then she spit out a sentence.

"Ye Jiu, why are you?"

Ye Jiu smiled slightly, "Don't come to harm." ”

Qi Niang was distracted for a while, and then hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "I really didn't expect that the first guest I greeted in Qihua Valley was actually you, go, let's talk in the valley." After speaking, he told Qing Huan again, "Qing Huan, don't send the letter yet, go get a few pots of wine first." ”

"Yes, ma'am."

Ye Jiu followed Qi Niang to the valley, and Qing Huan quickly served wine. Qi Niang looked very happy, and couldn't wait to ask: "Ye Jiu, all these years, you, are you and Xiao Sixteen okay?" ”

"As always, Xiao Sixteen and I went back to the Central Plains a year ago and ran a small restaurant in the capital, I originally wanted to look for you, but I heard that you are no longer in Hanjiang Pavilion." Ye Jiu said, and looked at Qi Niang's expression by the way.

Qi Niang's face was as usual, and she smiled faintly: "Because Qi Han and I both like the scenery here." Then again, how did you come up with the idea of opening a restaurant in the capital? ”

"This was Sixteen's idea, she said that Dongwu was too cold and didn't want to stay any longer, so I accompanied her back to the capital." When Ye Jiu said this, his eyes couldn't help but show a little helplessness and a faint doting.

Qi Niang caught the look in his eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that Xiao Sixteen's wish has been fulfilled, is Ye Jiu with Xiao Sixteen?" ”

Ye Jiu pondered for a moment and replied, "...... Well, we're planning to get married, but it's still early. Ye Jiu didn't seem to want to continue talking about this topic.

"Then congratulations to you first, and you must invite me to drink your wedding wine when the time comes! By the way, why are you alone, Little Sixteen? ”

"She didn't know that I was coming to you, in fact, she went to Fang Li a few days ago and hasn't come back yet. I didn't tell her you were here. ”

Qi Niang was puzzled: "What are you going to do in Fang Li?" ”

Ye Jiu looked at her, "Go see Bian Che." ”

Hearing this name, Qi Niang's eyelids suddenly jumped, and then asked casually: "Has Bian Che also returned to the Central Plains?" Didn't he stay in Dongwu well, I heard that he and Liuli were married, and he must have become an adult father. ”

A hint of surprise flashed on Ye Jiu's face, and he said, "Who told you that Bian Che was married, he came to the Central Plains to find you." ”

Qi Niang looked at Ye Jiu in a daze, Bian Che didn't get married? Could it be that Bian Che lied to her before?

Ye Jiu looked at Qi Niang with a complicated and puzzled gaze, and said, "Ever since I heard those rumors about Hanjiang Pavilion on the rivers and lakes, Bian Che has been looking for you...... Me too. ”

Qi Niang lowered her eyes and couldn't see her expression, "Then how did you know I was here?" ”

Ye Jiu took out an object from his arms and put it on the table, it was a flute.

Qi Niang's eyes widened, she picked it up slowly, and said sadly and happily: "This is the flute that Qi Han played the tune for me, he, where is he now?" ”

Ye Jiu looked at her for a long time, and a trace of unbearability crossed his eyes.

"I saw him for the last time, and he told me you were here, and let me give you this flute."

Qi Niang's hand holding the flute trembled slightly, she pressed her inner guess and asked, "Where is he now?" ”

"Hanjiang, I threw his bones into Hanjiang, this is also his wish."

The tears that Qi Niang had endured for a year finally burst out of her eyes.