Qingchen replied: "When I was a child, I lived with Master in the mountains, and I am not afraid of mosquitoes!" Besides, I'm your own soldier, how can I not follow you. ”

Yang Congyi said with a smile on his face: "Qingchen, don't make trouble, what are you doing as a woman mixing these things, isn't it good to rest in the inn." ”

Who knew that Qingchen's expression suddenly darkened, and he said: "Since I found you in Lin'an, I haven't been anywhere in the past few years, I have always been at home, only that small world, in the past, the master always said that I was born in the world, I should travel the world, I haven't been out of the house for a long time." ”

As soon as he saw Qingchen like this, and said these words again, Yang Congyi couldn't say anything more.

She once followed the master to cultivate, their original world is very wide, by no means a courtyard, a few houses, after an accident, she married a wife, since then it is like being grounded, after a long time, she should yearn for freedom in her heart, Yang Congyi from later generations naturally understands this desire for freedom, because she followed the master, used to be very free, this world can be obtained anywhere, but now it is not good, it is impossible not to desire.

"Okay, you will follow me tomorrow, and we will go to Suxi." Yang Congyi couldn't bear not to agree, he didn't want Qingchen to become a bird that couldn't fly out of the courtyard.

As soon as Qingchen heard this, he immediately replied excitedly: "Yes, my lord!" ”

"Okay, now there are no outsiders in the house, don't be an adult, I'm embarrassed to listen." Yang Congyi reached out and picked up the teacup, and when he raised it to his mouth, he found that there was no tea in the cup.

Qingchen saw it in his eyes, got up and lifted the teapot to fill it for him, and said as he poured it: "Yes, my lord, I listen to you." ”

Yang Congyi was a little helpless, along the way, she let Qingchen pretend to be a personal soldier, she really regarded herself as a personal soldier, she didn't say well, and she didn't do what she should do at night, she actually wanted to play the role of a personal soldier wholeheartedly, it seemed that from the inside out, every moment, it was not like it at all.

After drinking the tea, I was a little tired, and it was dark.

The two did not sleep in separate rooms, although they shared the same bed, they did not have the same room, because Qingchen was still wearing very tight clothes, and they didn't have so much energy after a long journey.

In order not to have an accident in the camp in the future and not to be recognized, they are very well-behaved along the way, even in front of Lu You and others, they will never show that the two are a couple, they are completely in accordance with the appearance of adults and accompanying soldiers, through the tempering of the past few days, the two have played a very similar role, like almost the same even when there are no outsiders present.

"Qingchen, I have wronged you." Yang Congyi was lying on the bed, since he got married, he has been running around, and finally came to Lin'an, but he has not been stable for a few days, and then he came to Wuzhou, and now he can't even be a normal couple.

"I'm not wronged, as long as I can follow my husband, I don't feel wronged. You're my only relative, and if you're not, I won't be able to live this day. You don't know how I spent my days when you weren't at home, waiting and looking forward to it every day, often going to the beach where I saw you off that winter, and one stop was a day. But now it's okay, you're back safely, I can still be by your side, I'm very content, I really want to follow you every day in the future, no matter where you go, I'll follow you, I'm afraid that you will trouble me. Husband, will you hate me? Qingchen also lay flat on the bed, word by word, speaking very calmly, and he didn't dare to be emotional at this time.

Yang Congyi listened silently, he came here since he called, except for the uncle who saved his life and taught him skills, he has no relatives, just like a rootless duckweed, what he wants most is not relatives and affection?

Qingchen appeared in time and gave him a spiritual sustenance, they got married, and they got married hastily, without a matchmaker, no wedding, not even a glass of wine, and they got married on the cargo ship that floated from Lin'an to Quanzhou. If you want to say how much affection there was between them before this, I'm afraid it's hard to say, because he had only seen her twice in Tianzhu Mountain, or met in his very embarrassing situation, and they only got along for more than 20 days, Yang Congyi almost did not hesitate to accept Gu Qingchen, who was thin and suffering and came to look for him, and they got together after a few days of getting along, because what they wanted was not love, but constant family affection.

As for whether there will be love in the future, what does it matter? Even if there is no love, no one can separate their husband and wife, and for Yang Congyi, this one is enough. Love is a very luxurious thing in this era, few people dare to think about it, and the wandering Yang Congyi dare not think about it.

Hearing Qingchen's question, Yang Congyi's eyes and nose were sour, and his heart hurt, only to hear him reply with great certainty: "No, no matter what you do, I will never hate you, let alone leave you, you are my wife for one day, and you will be for the rest of your life." This was also said very calmly, as if he was assuring Qingchen and swearing to himself.

"Me too, no matter what you do, no matter what you decide, I will not resent you, nor will I hate you, let alone leave you, I will guard you for the rest of my life." Qingchen said softly in his mouth, his tone was calm, but the tears in his eyes were like beads with broken threads, rolling down and flowing into a stream.

"The lady has suffered, and when she settles down in the future, she will definitely compensate you well and make you the happiest lady in the world." Yang Congyi responded softly, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Where Qingchen's deep affection for him came from, he didn't know, if it was said that it was in Tianzhu Mountain, it was impossible, they met twice before and after, both when he was berthed and killed, once he was besieged by a group of snakes, bitten by poisonous snakes, once besieged by thieves, injured and fell into the river, if there is a possibility of affection, that is, on the way Qingchen sent him to the incense burner peak, he met a thief plotting against him, he came out to kill for her, and blocked a knife for her, but that can only be regarded as a life-saving kindness.

Yang Congyi didn't know why Qingchen was affectionate, maybe it was because of the boundless loneliness after the death of her master, which made her eager to find a spiritual sustenance, she has been cultivating in the mountains, and she is young, can she meet a few people who have grievances and entanglements with her? In the loneliness of the cold night, all she could think of in her heart, except for the master who could no longer be relied on, was probably only Yang Congyi, who was saved by her and saved her. A few times a day, I think about it from time to time, and after years and months, it is natural to regard him as the closest person!

So what, what if it's not? Yang Congyi didn't want to ask, and he didn't want to delve into it, as long as Qingchen's affection was true, it would be his luck in this life, wouldn't it?

Since he is so lucky, he naturally has to cherish it, and of course the best thing must be given to her, otherwise how can he feel at ease?

Qingchen listened to Yang Congyi's words in his ears and cried silently. With these words, all the previous sufferings are worth it, including the thorn that has been stuck in my heart for the past year, and the countless sufferings I have endured for it.

With her husband by her side, what is that Sister Tang? No matter how good-looking and powerful she is, what can she do, can she follow her husband? She didn't know where she had fallen.

For a long time, the knot in Qingchen's heart finally dissolved automatically, and the thorn also dissolved, and for a while, his heart was extremely smooth, who is so happy with her at this time in this world?

Tears of happiness flowed down, Qingchen raised his hand and wiped it away gently, but how could happiness be easily stopped? She loves this unparalleled sense of well-being, and she likes her husband to be by her side.

"Husband, wherever you go in the future, Qingchen will follow you wherever you go, okay?" Qingchen found that this incomparably happy happiness from the inside out came from mutual concern and companionship, so like an innocent baby, he wanted to grab all the companionship.

Yang Cong's righteous love was overflowing, he was indulging in Qingchen's deep affection and couldn't extricate himself, tears were raining down, she asked for long-term companionship, how could he refuse? didn't want to think about it, when even replied: "Okay, I will take you wherever I go in the future, and I won't let you be lonely again." ”

Hearing the affirmative reply, Qingchen's heart was as happy as a flower, at this time she wanted to show off to others, the kind of happiness that gushed out, she couldn't suppress it, but she couldn't find anyone to show off, she couldn't find an outlet for catharsis, and under the emotion, her hands that wiped her tears trembled slightly.

To vent happiness, at this moment, isn't the person lying next to the pillow the best object to show off?

As soon as he thought of this, Qingchen suddenly turned over and threw himself on his husband, hugged him tightly with his arms, his cheeks pressed against him, and let the tears of happiness roll down.

When Qingchen pounced on Yang Congyi, the moment the two sides touched each other, he became emotional.

He hugged her waist and back tightly, just wanting to melt her into his body and become a part of himself.

The long hugs, wordless, close enough to each other, tight enough, that he could feel her heartbeat, and she could hear his.

Tenderness is like water, and it is as hot as fire, love is deep, wide clothes are untied, and water comes naturally.

Affectionate like the sea, strong like honey, water and fire are dissolved, not only endlessly, not completely cathartic, fire is not extinguished, and water is not dry.

After many days of depression and deep affection for several years, tonight the two souls touched, depended on each other, opened their hearts, and completely put each other into the deepest part of their hearts, and the love was deeper and stronger.

After a thorough blend, the two were extremely relaxed physically and mentally, and hugged each other.

A bright moonlight came in from the window, illuminating the world and the world, and also shining into Yang Congyi's heart.

The woman in her arms must not be disappointed in this life!