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Bai Zixiao's voice was cold and ruthless, just like the falling snow around her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info word by word, word by word, Hua Qingmo almost broke her liver and intestines. Her trembling hands in mid-air suddenly exerted force, as if with life, hugging the person in front of her tightly.

She knew that even if she broke her hands at this time, she would not let go of the person in front of her.

The root of the nose is sour to the extreme, and the vision in front of him is instantly blocked by a layer of mist. She hung her head slightly, buried her face in his shoulder, and wanted to cry as much as she could.

"Don't cry." Bai Zixiao saw her intentions, his hand was attached to her head, and his voice was as cold as before, as if nothing had changed in six years. However, if you listen closely, you can hear the shallow tenderness and warm comfort. "Didn't you call me a bastard? Crying for a bastard, then what are you? Fool? ”

When Hua Qingmo heard this, she didn't refute it, but still hugged Bai Zixiao tightly. She only cared about herself, but she didn't notice Bai Zixiao, let alone the faint blood stains on Bai Zixiao's white clothes.

The snow is flying around, Bai Zixiao is dressed in white like snow, the flowers are clear and the blue clothes are like water, and the posture of the two embracing each other is like a blue sky and white clouds, which is unchanged for eternity and time.

I don't know how long it took, Hua Qingmo let go of Bai Zixiao, and her hand slowly stroked his face along his robe.

At this moment, although she could no longer see, the touch of the skin coming from the palm of her hand was soft and cold, and it was very real.

He's really alive, no matter what has happened all these years, he's really alive.

At this moment, Hua Qingmo didn't bother to ask Bai Zixiao how he came out of the Golden Palace back then, and she forgot to ask him what the situation of the Blood Soul Flower Poison on his body was now, and she couldn't even remember to ask him why he left her for six years. None of this matters, the important thing is that he is alive.

He would talk to her, even if never in a gentle tone.

He would hug her, although his movements were less tender and honey than ordinary couples.

He'll be with her, all the time, all the time.

"Zi Xiao?" Hua Qingmo called him a little cowardly and worriedly, as if because she couldn't see it, and the fear in her tone became more and more obvious.

"Well, I'm here." Bai Zixiao looked at the flower Qingmo in front of her, and the demonic smile on the corner of her lips became warm and soft. The snow around him was getting deeper and deeper, and Bai Zixiao looked at the clothes that the two of them were wearing, which seemed to be a little thinner at this moment.

He moved, trying to get down from the blue jade. But as soon as his body moved, Hua Qingmo suddenly approached him, and then hugged him tightly.

"Where are you going?" Hua Qingmo's voice was full of fear, she couldn't see now, she could only rely on her body to feel it. At this moment, as long as she couldn't touch Bai Zixiao, she was extremely scared.

She was afraid that dreams were as real as reality.

She was afraid that his life was just a dream.

Bai Zixiao has never seen such a fragile Hua Qingmo, she really looks like a young and ignorant child who is afraid of losing. Her body trembled slightly, she held her own strength and insisted fiercely, and her breathing trembled to the extreme.

At this moment, anyone can see that she is afraid, extremely afraid.

She is the most noble woman in the Xiao Kingdom, playing with power in the court, decisive and resolute in political affairs, no matter what, she can deal with it calmly.

She is a mother of three children, and for six years, she has been taking care of her children alone, strong and brave.

But no matter how strong, how calm, how strong she is.

Hua Qingmo is just a child in front of Bai Zixiao, she will show vulnerability, helplessness, and fear, without any concealment.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Bai Zixiao caressed Hua Qingmo's back, gently soothing her anxiety and fear. "It's snowing heavily, and your clothes are wet, so go find a place to take shelter."

Bai Zixiao grabbed Hua Qingmo's arms and wanted to remove her hands. But Hua Qingmo is like a willful and stubborn child at the moment, no matter how hard Bai Zixiao tries, she won't let go. Moreover, she also decided, and she will not let go even if she is killed.

Hua Qingmo is so childish, which makes Bai Zixiao feel interestingly tight. His hand slowly attached to Hua Qingmo's face, holding her face, his eyes were as black as ink, unfathomable.

The eyebrows and eyes that are close at hand, Bai Zixiao has not looked carefully for six years, and it seems that there is no difference from six years ago. The delicate and delicate eyebrows, the dark and shiny eyes, the warm and delicate nose, and the cherry lips, everything is the same as it was at the beginning, as if the past six years are just an illusion.

Looking at Hua Qingmo's blank but dripping eyes, Bai Zixiao couldn't help but think that if she cried too much, she would be temporarily blind. And in the past six years, she should have been blind regularly.

A gentle warmth floated in her heart, ripples like plucking water lines, fluctuating, Bai Zixiao smiled warmly, bowed her head and kissed her with pity,

Starting from the eyebrows and eyes, Bai Zixiao's soft and cool lips were like snowflakes, brushing on Hua Qingmo's face. With the falling snowflakes around you, the coolness and warmth are intertwined.

He kissed very carefully, as if taking into account every corner of her face, and the kisses overlapped layer by layer, like falling snowflakes, with coolness and warmth, like smoke.

Finally, he kissed her on the lips slowly and gently.

Lips grind from lip to lip, and the skin is as white as falling snow, and there is a little red like cherry blossoms. The hand holding Bai Zixiao loosened slightly, and at this time, Bai Zixiao grabbed her arm and asked her to wrap her arms around her neck.

Warm kisses, faint agarwood, cool embraces.

Familiar people.

The familiar white purple flute.

The feeling of being too familiar made the root of Hua Qingmo's nose sour again, and the tears in her eyes flowed again.

Tears fell on the lips of the two of them and melted into the kiss, and the smell made Bai Zixiao withdraw and pull away from Hua Qingmo a little. Then, he approached again, and the two of them touched their foreheads and noses touched, still so intimate.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Bai Zixiao spoke, his voice was cold, but it was soft and warm, with boundless comfort and softness.

"Hmm!" Hua Qingmo responded, and in the darkness, her frightened heart gradually calmed down a little.

"Let's go to the Xiao Yuan." Bai Zixiao kissed Hua Qingmo's lips again, and the two got down from the blue jade stone and walked towards the Xiao Courtyard.

Since Hua Qingmo ascended the throne, this is no longer a place for the royal family to enjoy plum blossoms, and it has long since ceased to be noisy and lively. In addition to a few gardeners, there are more than a dozen subordinates to take care of them.

When I arrived at the Xiao Courtyard, there was no one inside, and compared with what it used to be, it was extremely cold and bleak. Walking into the room, Bai Zixiao helped Hua Qingmo, who was temporarily blind, to the pavilion.

Sitting on the couch, Bai Zixiao looked at Hua Qingmo, who was soaked in snow, and was about to go to get her clothes to help her change, but as soon as he let go of Hua Qingmo, she suddenly moved forward and hugged herself tightly.

Hua Qingmo is like this, so that Bai Zixiao can't do anything else at all. Just looking at Hua Qingmo, who was so frightened and helpless and timid, he couldn't be ruthless at all.

For such a self, Bai Zixiao couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly. When did it start, the nine thousand years old who once terrified the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and made all the people in the world afraid and afraid, couldn't even deal with such a little woman?

His hand was on Hua Qingmo's shoulder, wanting to push her away, but at the moment when his hand was slightly forced, it was changed to a gentle reassurance.

In the end, I can't help it.

"Mo'er, be good, I'll change your clothes, let go first." Bai Zixiao spoke, although his voice was indifferent, his tone was much lighter.

"I don't want it, it's good to be here." Hua Qingmo shook her head, and the strength in her hand tightened.

Hearing this, Bai Zixiao moved his hand to Hua Qingmo's hair, and stroked his fingers gently, as if to comfort a child: "Do you remember the last words I said when I was in the Golden Palace?" ”

"Hmm!" Hua Qingmo nodded, and the force in her hand was lighter.

"If you remember, let go." The gentle movements on Bai Zixiao's hands did not stop, but became more and more gentle.

Bai Zixiao said this, Hua Qingmo bit her lip and slowly let go of him. At the moment when her hands were lowered, she suddenly raised her hand again, and in a panic, she groped for Bai Zixiao's hand and held it tightly.

"Then you keep talking to Mo'er."

"Okay." Bai Zixiao touched Hua Qingmo's face, like soothing a kitten. He reached out and took off the white robe he was wearing and tossed it aside. At this moment, Hua Qingmo was temporarily blind, otherwise he would have been able to see the blood stains on his underwear and robe.

Bai Zixiao didn't care about these at all, he just talked to Hua Qingmo while taking out a dark gold thread moire brocade robe from the wardrobe and putting it on.

Immediately, he took out Hua Qingmo's clothes from inside, walked back to the couch, and changed Hua Qingmo's clothes.

After changing, the two of them lay on the couch, and Hua Qingmo completely snuggled up in Bai Zixiao's arms, like a lazy kitten in the sun. She and Bai Zixiao talked about their Momo, their Zhi, their Yan, and all the hardships and obstacles in the past six years.

On the way to Hua Qingmo's speech, Bai Zixiao occasionally answered a sentence, and many times she just listened carefully. Or look at Hua Qingmo, looking at her radiant face at the moment.

After about three hours, Hua Qingmo's eyesight gradually recovered, and when she saw Bai Zixiao's face again, the smile on her face was even more happy and happy, and even the corners of her eyes seemed to be smeared.

Xiuya's face has never been like this in six years, brilliant, like a flower that has been standing for six years, and finally blooms with closed petals at this time, with gorgeous colors and charming flowers.

She leaned close to Bai Zixiao, put her arms around his neck, and gently attached her lips to his lips and kissed them.

"Zi Xiao ......" Hua Qingmo's lips were a little away from Bai Zixiao's lips, and her voice was uneasy.

Bai Zixiao knew that she was terrified and scared, her hand attached to the back of her head, and with a gentle press, the lips of the two were pressed together again.

"Well, I'm here."

The ripples in her heart seemed to be calmed by a pair of gentle hands, Hua Qingmo kissed Bai Zixiao seriously and attentively, and her hand slowly went down from his neck to his clothes.

At this moment, Bai Zixiao kissed Hua Qingmo's thin lips, and a far-reaching and enchanting smile bloomed. In the dark and deep eyes, an extremely evil gaze appeared.

Her hand slipped through the gap in her robe, Hua Qingmo touched the smooth silk cloth of her undershirt, she pulled her robe to the side, and reached into her undershirt, when she touched Bai Zixiao's skin, the movement of her hand stopped, and the action of kissing also stopped.

Hua Qingmo got up slightly, and withdrew her hand from Bai Zixiao's clothes. She tilted her head and looked at her right hand, which was stained with bright red blood on her delicate white fingers. Xu is that her skin is too fair, and at this moment, her hands look particularly weird.

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