Chapter 213: Loss, Everything

After the child was snatched away, Qianyu only felt empty in his arms, his hands were empty, tears fell down, and the whole person sat on the ground, Changjun wanted to snatch it but it was too late, so he had to turn back to comfort Qianyu.

"Nianru, don't be like this, the child will be fine, believe me" Changjun hugged her tightly, wiped her tears, and when he saw her shed tears, his heart hurt and even whistled.

"Changjun, child, my child," Qianyu murmured, his hands gripping Changjun's arm tightly and shaking him.

As a mother, she knew that the child would never come back, and she would never be able to hold him again.

"Master Sikong, just take Changjun back for trouble" Zhan Mei hugged the child, and suddenly said coldly, without a trace of politeness just now.

Now that the child is in her hands, she can certainly breathe a sigh of relief and no longer have to pretend.

"Yes" Sikong Wuning received the order, and Zhan Mei and Song Yan and the others were about to leave.

"Queen Mother, please let Yi'er go, he is still an infant child" Changjun knelt on the ground and pleaded sincerely.

Changjun knew that if the queen mother took the child away, Nianru would not be able to live, and the queen mother was forcing her to a dead end.

"Hmph" Zhan Mei didn't look back, snorted coldly, and left.

"Yi'er......" Qianyu tears rippled, leaning tightly on Changjun's shoulder, and the outstretched hand was so weak.

"Now is the time not to talk about love," Si Yu said quietly, disturbing the two of them.

"Master, why?" Changjun raised his head faintly, without the spirit of the past, and the tears in his eyes were not controlled,

"Because she is the queen, I have no right to resist," Sikong sighed.

yes, what can he do? Zhan Mei is the queen of the southern kingdom, the queen of ten thousand people under one person, how can he resist?

"Don't worry, the queen will not hurt the child, she will use the child to contain you at most"

"Master, do you think Nianru has no children, and there is still hope for her to live?" Changjun hugged Nianru and comforted her weakly.

"I only know that if you don't have a child, you won't be able to live, and she won't be able to live either" Sikong Wuning had already made a move towards Changjun.

Sikong Wuning slapped Changjun's shoulder with a palm, he didn't even flash, and received a solid palm from his master.

"Poof...... Changjun spit out a mouthful of blood, his hands were still holding Qianyu tightly, he had already lost his child, where would he let go of Nianru.

"Why don't you dodge? You obviously have the ability to dodge" Sikong Wuning was surprised, and didn't forget to squat down to see how his injuries were.

"You are the master, how can I hide, no matter how I hide, it will be confusing" Changjun smiled bitterly, stroking Qianyu's hair, what should I do? How was he going to protect her?

"Since I know that I am the master, then I won't say more, go back with me"

"What if I don't go back with you?" Changjun looked at the arm under the sleeve, and there was a circle of black on the wrist.

"Then don't blame the master for not remembering the old love"

"Ah......h

As soon as the acupuncture points on his body rushed away, a flower bloomed on his arm, and when Sikong Wuning saw this, he immediately resealed the acupoints on his body.

"You don't want to die? Do you know that it is dangerous for you to do this, rashly untie the acupoints on your body, and the poison on your body will kill you immediately" Sikong Wuning punched Changjun in the shoulder, lifted him up, and looked at him fiercely.

"Master, you don't care about me, I can't even protect my own children, Nianru must hate me to death, especially let her hate me, it's better to ......" Changjunsheng's loveless appearance frightened Sikong Wuning.

"It's better to be liberated, isn't it? When will you stop running away? It was like this a few years ago, and it's still like this now, if you're afraid that she will hate you, then find a way to get the child back, my empty apprentice shouldn't be a shrunken turtle is" Sikong Wuning roared helplessly.

"Hmph...... Hahaha, shrunken turtle? I just want to live my life plainly, is that wrong? ”

"That's right, but your birth is destined not to allow you to be plain"

"So, Your Highness, it's rude to you"

Sikong Wuning didn't wait for Changjun to react, and knocked him unconscious with one palm, and a few more people came out of the bamboo forest and took Changjun away.

"You have to believe him, he will definitely bring the child back, so, before that, please ask Mrs. to live well, you can rest assured, no one will come to disturb you from now on" Sikong Wuning put down some silver, jumped up, and left the bamboo forest.

"Changjun, Changjun," Qianyu stumbled out, trying to catch up with those people, but how could she catch up with them with her foot strength, she had already lost their whereabouts as soon as she chased them outside the bamboo forest.

"Changjun ......" The desperate shout disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest one after another, and Qianyu knelt on the ground in despair.

"Why do you want me to believe him, and why do you say that he will definitely come back, Changjun, how do you want me to live alone in the future?"

Happiness is a good memory, but also a short-lived memory, even if there is sadness, people still think that it is the best.

Just like Changjun and Qianyu, before they have made any psychological preparations, their happiness is shattered, and they don't feel the joy of being parents, and everything is fleeting.

The bustling streets, the crowded crowds, the shouting on the street is louder than the other, and among the men and women of all shapes, a touch of plain clothes passes through the crowd.

I saw that her figure was thin and in a trance, looking for something on the road,

"Have you seen my child?"

"Have you seen Changjun?"

She asked when she saw people, incoherently, people only thought she was crazy, ignored her, and some even spoke ill of her, she was already a little afraid of the outside world, and she became more and more afraid when she was yelled at by others, curled up in the corner of the street like a kitten, watching the people on the street come and go.

Qianyu had been looking outside for several days, and her mind seemed to be a little confused, and she couldn't remember how Changjun and the child had disappeared.

An elegant figure suddenly appeared in front of Qianyu, a slender figure passed in front of her, Qianyu glanced up at the man, and the next second rushed up to grab his hand, and pulled his sleeve excitedly.

"Changjun, where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time."

"It's good if you're back, don't leave me again, okay?"

Qianyu muttered to herself, she remembered that she made this dress for Changjun, she remembered, it would not be wrong.

"This girl, did you recognize the wrong person?"

The boy turned his head, smiled elegantly, gently raised his hand and pulled the sleeve in Qianyu's hand, and helped her up with concern.

"Did I recognize the wrong person? You're not Changjun? Qianyu saw that the boy turned around, and he also knew that he had recognized the wrong person, so he hurriedly took a step back, and his submissive appearance made the boy look a little pity.

Qianyu looked at the sleeve of the boy carefully, and sure enough, there was no word embroidered by her own hand on it.

"Are you alright? I think you're looking for someone, do you need my help? ”

Childe kindly asked a thousand words.

"No need, thank you Childe" Qianyu thanked the child, turned around, and left disappointed.

She didn't see that in a gloomy corner, there were two pairs of eyes that had been watching her, and they had been watching her from just now.

"You can't go out, if you go out now, the queen will definitely know that I brought you out"

"You don't want Master to be difficult, do you? The queen has let her go now, and I will protect her in secret, so don't worry, don't ask me to take you out of the palace in the future."

Sikong Wuning helplessly grabbed Changjun and didn't let him act rashly.

"I see, thank you, Master, I'm in trouble today."

In the bustling and crowded streets, Changjun and Sikong Wuning walked in the crowd, Changjun was disheartened, but in the crowd, Qianyu, who had left and turned back, gradually came over, looking up at her slowly approaching him, his heartbeat was about to stop.

The crowd was crowded, and when the two of them passed shoulders, I don't know who bumped into Qianyu, she threw herself directly into Changjun's arms, and at the moment when the two collided, she suddenly smelled a familiar smell, she raised her head and looked at the strange man in front of her.

"It's the taste of Changjun, but it's ......" Qianyu looked at him, forgetting that he was leaving this man's arms.

"It's okay" Changjun hugged Qianyu, without any intention of letting go, and even looked loving, until Sikong Wuning coughed lightly twice.

"Even the voice is so similar" Qianyu continued to be in a trance, she also hoped that this person could hold herself for a while longer, even if it was to deceive herself.

The two said goodbye, Qianyu seemed to be unable to move her footsteps, she couldn't move an inch, she seemed to look back, whether that person was Changjun, if he was Changjun, he would definitely look back at himself.

She never looked back, even a glance, but she didn't have the courage to look back, she was afraid that the familiar smell just now was just her own illusion.

"If this is the result you want, I won't look for you again from now on"

Qianyu silently walked in the crowd, tears slipped down little by little, behind her, Changjun looked back at her and slowly left, her figure disappeared at the end of the street little by little, and his heart became cold little by little, as if there was no temperature anymore.

In the cold night, I dreamed back at midnight, and every time I woke up in the dream, Qianyu couldn't fall asleep again, sitting under the eaves and looking at the dark bamboo forest until dawn.

The flowers in the yard had withered, and she didn't take care of it anymore, and she had no time to take care of other things.

Autumn turned to winter, when the cold wind swept the entire bamboo forest, Qianyu realized that the bed at night was cold, there were no familiar people, and there was no familiar taste.

The winter season is not suitable for going out, and she is getting thinner and thinner, wrapped in thin winter clothes.

But this is the season, but an uninvited guest came, one cold morning, Qianyu was still sitting in the yard basking in the sun, and a woman came to the bamboo forest that was no longer protected.