Chapter Twenty-Five: Yan Qingning, You Will Always Be Mine

"Lynching? Who saw it? Is there any injuries on this adult's body? His Royal Highness King Pingzhao can speak with credentials. ”

Mu Ling raised her eyes and looked at this woman who was playing out of thin air, but under the public, she still saved her a little face, and said:

"This king heard that this Mingyue Fang has everything, if this king spends money, can he be accompanied by the owner?"

"No, this, it's also the rule" The woman in red turned and walked up.

Mu Ling deliberately left her room today, and if she continued to maneuver, she would not be so easy to get out.

When the night approached, Mingyuefang extinguished all the lights as usual, but tonight, in the courtyard of Mingyuefang, a Kongming lantern gradually rose, dappled bit by bit, in the night when the moon and stars were scarce, decorating the entire sky, particularly dreamy.

And apart from here, there is no light in the surrounding houses.

Countless lights illuminate this place transparently, and a hazy feeling suddenly arises, as if you are in a fairyland on earth, which is very beautiful.

Qing Ning took off his mask, looked up at the starry Kong Ming lanterns in the sky, and said lightly: "A few years ago, some people lit up the lights in the sky for me, and today I will light them up for you and celebrate your birthday."

After she said that, she turned her head to look at Xin'er behind her, the woman's calm and waveless eyes actually moved, and those eyes that were like stagnant water were a little angry for the first time, and the light and shadow were mottled, which was particularly beautiful.

"Death and life are broad, talk to Zicheng, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son" Looking at these lights, Xin'er actually read these words.

Qing Ning was a little surprised, she didn't write on the lamp, and if she did, she wouldn't write this, she immediately turned her head, knowing that the gift she had carefully prepared must have been tampered with by someone.

Sure enough, the words she saw when she turned around almost broke down

"Yan Qingning, you will always be mine"

She was so angry that she raised her hand and went back to the house to get her bow and arrows, and was about to shoot the words down, but one hand grabbed her wrist.

She was very familiar with this power, and there was also the voice: "The owner is really satisfied with my meeting gift, and he is reluctant to let it float to the sky." ”

Before Qing Ning could react, he was pulled away by the man.

Through the dense forest on the outskirts of the city, they came to an open meadow, and beyond the meadow was the river from which they had been chased and jumped a few days ago.

Under the moonlight, the waves are sparkling, the water waves are rising and falling, and they still flow forward smoothly, everything in the world will not be eternal, and will eventually return to calm, just like the river in front of you now, there is no trace of killing, it is still pure and beautiful.

The grass was soft and comfortable, just like this soft wind, Qing Ning and Mu Ling sat side by side on the grass, looking up at the moon for a while, but their hearts were calm that they hadn't had for a long time.

"Did Your Highness bring me here today just to admire the moon?"

"Naturally not, I didn't see you last time, I haven't seen you for two months, I miss you, so I'm looking for you." Mu Ling raised her hand as she spoke, gently caressing her ear, and did not stop until that ear revealed a reddish color.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the almost transparent complexion, with a slight flush, is particularly cute.

Qing Ning looked back at him a little angrily, but saw that he was like a little wolf who had tasted his prey for the first time, in a lazy posture, with greed in his eyes, the corners of his lips rose, and he smiled: "Add some color, this is good-looking." ”

With that, King Pingzhao continued his hunt, turned around, and suddenly made a counterattack, capturing her directly under him.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes burned, and a deep and beautiful voice sounded in her ears: "Last time I said goodbye, you closed the door to me for two months, so you didn't want me?" ”

Seeing that the man's lips were about to fall, the woman struggled and reflexively pressed on him.

Qing Ning had anger in his eyes, his chest couldn't stop rising and falling, the hand pressing on his chest was extremely strong, with obvious punishment, and he said coldly: "What do you know?" Today......"

The woman paused slightly, her expression became a little more solemn, but her voice lowered a lot: "Today is his sacrifice day." ”

After that, Qing Ning immediately got up, she put those lights today, in addition to Xin'er, but also for Ayu, but this person not only destroyed her lights, but also played like this.

"Wait" Mu Ling's voice was not loud, but it was enough to make her stop, he stood up, walked behind her, and asked for a long time: "How important is he to you?" ”

"Just as, hope" Qing Ning spoke, summing up everything in four simple words, Luo Yu was to her, just like the first light in the endless night, which gave her greater courage to face all the injustices of fate.

"Ten years ago, I was only six years old, I couldn't stand the abuse of Daibei Palace, so I wanted to jump over the wall and escape, thinking that it would be better to fall to death, and I didn't have to suffer this crime anymore, it was at that time that he caught me, he said that he would always be able to catch me, Daibei Palace, if he hadn't come to see me twice a month, I really wouldn't have been able to hold on"

"In order to save me, he went to worship the old priest as a teacher, and he has been studying diligently, and has become the youngest high priest in Daibei, but I know that he does not believe in ghosts and gods, and he hates the work of sacrifice."

"On the day of the sacrifice, if he hadn't fished me out of the fire and protected me with his life to protect Daibei, who I escaped, I wouldn't be alive today. He said that people must have faith in order to live, and if there is a person who regards you as his belief, then ......"

At this point, she finally couldn't say any more, the man who regarded her as a believer, now and now, no longer exists in the world, so what is her hope? Where do you look for it?

Walking all the way, talking all the way, she didn't look up, but Mu Ling suddenly spoke: "I didn't expect that you could find this place if you walked around."

His words made her, who had been bowing her head, raise her head.

In front of it is a small wooden house, small but very elegant, with some of the most rustic farmhouse feel.

"When I was hunted down a few days ago, I thought the scenery here was very good, and later, I built a home here."

"Home" Qingning stared at him, his eyes were always covered with a thick layer of mist, misty, and under the moonlight, he showed a bit of weakness that was rarely seen from her.

"Yes, home" Mu Ling also smiled very rarely, and said to her, "Do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

Qing Ning groaned for a while, nodded slightly, and followed him in.

For the first time, the two of them, without any open and secret fighting, got along so calmly, and only kept the word that had been a luxury for them since childhood, "home".

What's inside? Pots and pans, urns and ropes, or farmhouse teapots, the moment before entering the door, Qing Ning had a lot of things in his mind, but no matter what it was, it would definitely be quiet and beautiful.

But the moment she stepped in, she knew that it was wrong, everything was wrong, and it was seriously deviated, very irrelevant, and there were compasses inside, merchant flags, calculation chips, account books, and small sculptures of Tao Zhu......

These things, too numerous to mention, fill the whole house, and they are all related to merchants.

Qing Ning looked at Mu Ling, but when he saw the slightly surprised expression on his face, he knew that this thing did not belong to him, and before the two of them could recover from it, a man's voice came from behind him.

"Who are you? Dare to trespass on my territory? ”

They turned around when they heard the sound, it was a man who looked to be about twenty years old, dressed casually, dressed as a businessman, but he was shorter, only a little taller than Qing Ning, and he couldn't compare with Mu Ling, but this was indeed quite hard.