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After sending Liu Ruobing back to the tent, Yang Qiuchi returned to his tent, Hong Aya was drunk and slept soundly, but Yang Qiuchi didn't feel sleepy at all, and his mind was full of Liu Ruobing's lonely eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Finally, he put on his robe, got out of the tent and returned to the stream, where there was the breath left by Liu Ruobing, and in this breath, he could find peace.

It was late at night, and the howl of wolves was faintly heard all around. Except for the guards, who were vigilant in the distance, everyone else slept in the tent. The bonfire slowly grew smaller, leaving only the reddish charcoal, still exuding the last of its warmth.

Yang Qiuchi held his knees with both hands and rested his chin on his knees, which he remembered was Liu Ruobing's favorite posture. There was a burst of tenderness in my heart, mixed with guilt and sour tenderness.

A big piece of rice was lightly draped on Yang Qiuchi's shoulder, and without turning his head, he knew that it was Song Yun'er, and he was familiar with the smell on her body, which was completely different from the smell of Hong Aya and Liu Ruobing.

It is said that the smell of each woman is different, Yang Qiuchi didn't know before the crossing, he didn't have the opportunity to experience it at that time, but in the Ming Dynasty, there were more women around him, so he naturally understood a little, and felt that what he said made sense.

Song Yun'er only wore a thin cotton shoulder, white pants, and white boots, which looked even more delicate and lovely in the moonlight, and sat cross-legged next to Yang Qiuchi: "Brother, what do you want?" ”

"What do you think? I don't know. Yang Qiuchi looked into the distance and said in a daze.

Song Yun'er tilted her head and stared at Yang Qiuchi: "Are you thinking about my master?" ”

Yang Qiuchi turned his face sideways and smiled reluctantly: "Little clever ghost, how much do you know?" How do you know I'm thinking of your master? Can't I miss you? ”

"You won't miss me, because I'm always there for you." Song Yun'er smiled slightly, then turned her face, looked at the boundless night, and sighed faintly.

Yang Qiuchi smiled: "What's wrong?" What do you sigh for? ”

"Master must be very sad." Song Yun'er said thoughtlessly.

Yang Qiuchi certainly knew what she was referring to, and sighed.

"What are you going to do?" Song Yun'er turned her face sideways and looked at Yang Qiuchi, in the dark, she couldn't see her expression clearly.

"I don't know," Yang Qiuchi replied honestly, "If I knew, I wouldn't be stunned here." "He's telling the truth.

Song Yun'er thought for a while, as if she had made a lot of determination, and said slowly: "You take my master away, stay away from all this...... you know Master's surname, she can't be a canary in your cage, she just wants to spread her wings and soar side by side with you......"

Yang Qiuchi's heart sank, he didn't speak, and looked stupidly at the grassland under the night, the vast and boundless prairie.

Song Yun'er continued faintly: "Master hugged you and cried just now, you should know that the reason why my master agreed to live in Chengdu was because she was pregnant with your child, and for the sake of the child, she can no longer drift." However, once the child is born, the master will definitely leave with the child, and let her mother and son wander in the rivers and lakes, how can you bear it? ”

Yang Qiuchi was very surprised by these words, he always felt that Yun'er was a little girl who only knew how to fool around for a day, a naughty pistachio, I don't know when she has grown up, has her own ideas, and sees things very accurately.

"You've grown up! Yun'er. Yang Qiuchi said sincerely.

Song Yun'er smiled reluctantly: "I really hope that I will never grow up, and when I grow up, there will be more troubles." ”

Song Yun'er also followed Yang Qiuchi's example, clasped her hands on her knees, looked at the boundless night, and asked, "Brother, is every man the same as you?" I will never satisfy the woman around me, even if this woman is as beautiful as a fairy, men will always be boring, right? Just like my master, there is no more beautiful woman than her, but you are still unwilling to abandon everything, love her and wander the world......"

Yang Qiuchi was stupid, and looked at Song Yun'er in a daze, this little girl has really grown up.

Song Yun'er turned her face sideways and looked at Yang Qiuchi: "Brother, am I right?" ”

"That's not right! Yun'er, when I was on good terms with Ruobing, I already had Xiaoxue, Zhihui and Mud Doll, you know this, what kind of envoy, lord, and Zhizhou I am not rare, I can not care, but I can't care about my wife, I can't care about Xiaoxue and them, and you. Whatever you tell me to give up, you're tearing my heart, you know! ”

Song Yun'er was stunned. For a while, neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Song Yun'er reached out, grabbed Yang Qiuchi's arm, and put her face on his shoulder: "I'm sorry, brother, I should understand your pain." However, Master has been really good to me, I have been by her side since I was sensible, and I really can't bear to see her sad......"

Yang Qiuchi patted her hand: "Yun'er, don't say it, we both feel sorry for Ruobing...... but now, I can't find a good way to solve this problem, I can't abandon Xiaoxue and Ruobing, let alone let her wander alone with her children." ”

"So what to do?" Song Yun'er sighed again.

"The only way is to persuade Liu Ruobing to accept Xiaoxue and them, as long as she is willing, I can marry you and Hong Aya, and I will never take a concubine again, if you don't believe it, we will move to an overseas island, just our family, there are no other women!"

Song Yun'er snorted and laughed: "Look at what you said, it's the same as a child." Island? Just our family? What about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea? What should I do when my child is older? What should I do if I want to marry a wife and have children......? ”

"That'...... Anyway, as long as Ruobing can accept Xiaoxue and them, stay and not leave, let alone not accept concubines, I am willing to do whatever I want! ”

Song Yun'er was silent for a while before she said: "In the past, every time I saw you take a concubine, I would be angry for a long time, but in the end, I tried my best to convince myself......

"You're so nice! Yun'er. Yang Qiuchi couldn't help but grab Song Yun'er's hand and kiss it.

"Don't make a fuss! Hear me out. Song Yun'er withdrew her hand and slapped him, "But my master's surname is completely different from mine, and from my observations, so far, my master has not accepted the reality." So, I'm worried that after the baby is born, she may still leave......"

Yang Qiuchi had already experienced the pain of Liu Ruobing leaving him, and he was already mentally prepared, but he still felt the pain like worrying his heart.

Song Yun'er snuggled up to him tightly, hoping to use her emotions to soothe the wounds in Yang Qiuchi's heart.

……

The morning sun gradually rises from behind the mountain in the east, and the smoke rises from the rooftops in the distance to the barking of dogs, and slowly merges with the layers of mist in the mountains under the morning breeze.

Yang Qiuchi and Song Yun'er returned to the tent late to sleep. Early the next morning, after breakfast, the group continued to set off.

Along the way, Liu Ruobing still talked to Yang Qiuchi gently, and inadvertently, Yang Qiuchi could always meet Liu Ruobing with a trace of loneliness and full of love in his eyes, which made him more sure of Song Yuner's conjecture - Liu Ruobing cherished and remembered every moment with him.

If he can't persuade Liu Ruobing to stay before the child is born, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future. Liu Ruobing said that since she can't be her lifelong partner who depends on each other, she would rather be a celebrity who separates herself from the world and guards her children for the rest of her life.

A few days later, the procession passed by Kirti Monastery, a temple. Yang Qiuchi's heart moved, and he took Liu Ruobing's hand: "Bing'er, let's go to the temple for a walk, okay?" Pray for our children. ”

Liu Ruobing heard Yang Qiuchi call her "Bing'er" for the first time, her heart was sweet, she was bumpy all the way, she was very tired, but she also wanted to go down and walk. He smiled and nodded.

After praying from the temple, Yang Qiuchi took Liu Ruobing's hand and stood under the white pagoda of Kirdeng Temple, silently looking up at the golden top of the temple. The piles of mani under the white pagoda are covered with prayer flags and wind horses, and the rich wind of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau blows in the face, and this wind carries a strong smell of ghee.

Song Yun'er and Hong Aya had already returned to the carriage with interest, and Nangong Xiong and Xia Ping's guards were also scattered around from afar. Only Yang Qiuchi and Liu Ruobing remained, standing in front of the temple hand in hand, feeling the extraordinary tranquility of the Buddha's light.

On the edge of the temple, there are rows of prayer wheels, the thickness of buckets, on which are written the six-character mantra of "hum mana mā om bian hum" in Tibetan, which has been polished black and shiny. The bluestone path next to the prayer wheel is also polished as bright as a mirror by footsteps.

Several old grandmothers with wrinkled faces and gray hair are turning the prayer wheel in one hand, holding Buddhist beads in the other, reciting mantras, following each other from end to end, and reciting scriptures around the temple again and again.

"Akichi, do you believe in causal reincarnation?" Liu Ruobing looked at the old grandmothers and asked softly.

As a forensic doctor, Yang Qiuchi certainly couldn't believe in the afterlife, this life, and the reincarnation of cause and effect, but he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Liu Ruobing looked at the constantly rotating prayer wheel, and the words seemed to be asking Yang Qiuchi, and as if she was asking herself.

Yang Qiuchi held her hand with one hand, pulled over the other and gently hugged her shoulder, hugged her tightly, looked at the golden top of the White Tower, for a while, as if he saw the deep other side, and said slowly: "Actually...... I didn't believe in ...... before, but with your ......, I'd rather believe in reincarnation......

"Why?" Liu Ruobing turned his face sideways, almost touching his lips.

Yang Qiuchi held her shoulders with both hands, pulled her over, gently pressed her forehead, looked at her deeply, and said slowly but firmly: "Because I know...... I owe you a complete ...... this life, so ......, I hope there will be an afterlife ......, like that...... I will be ...... for the rest of my life Alone with you! ”

"Akiike ......!" Liu Ruobing threw herself into Yang Qiuchi's arms and cried profusely.

(To be continued)