Now, regardless of whether Chang Zhixuan was in a hurry to evacuate to the mountains because of Yu Qingqing.

But something critical must have happened for Chang Zhixuan to do this.

And there must be an answer on that letterhead.

With a sigh of relief, he said nervously: "Big boss, what's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Chang Zhixuan shook his head, picked up the letterhead and said, "Nothing." "The tone is flat, and I can't hear any mood swings.

Master Mou was stunned.

Wide-eyed and carefully looked at Chang Zhixuan's expression, and secretly wondered: How did this return to normal in the blink of an eye?

The rain was still falling, and everyone was hiding from the rain in the cave, and Chang Zhixuan walked out of the cave and saw a lonely person standing on the edge of the cliff.

She was wearing a coarse cloth dress of pasted and faded germanium-red, holding a plain umbrella, looking at her back, bleak and gloomy.

After standing for a while, Chang Zhixuan walked over to her and stood still behind her.

The wind was strong on the edge of the cliff, and the hair at the corners of her clothes was swept up by the wind, Chang Zhixuan looked at the hair that flew in front of her, and somehow there was some Zhang Huang.

Taking advantage of Yu Qingqing's lack of notice, he quietly moved his steps and stood side by side with her, avoiding those disturbing hairs.

With a light cough, Chang Zhixuan took out the letterhead from his arms and handed it to her: "The mountain sent a message, what you said is good." ”

"Even if it's a deal, I still need to wait to say a solemn thank you to the girl."

"Also, the things promised to the girl will be complied with in the future, and the girl will travel away with confidence."

He raised his eyes to look at her side face, and his tone was a little lower: "Chang will wait here for the girl's return." ”

When the words fell, no one responded.

Chang Zhixuan realized that Yu Qingqing's eyes and mind were all under the mountain.

Is the scenery of this Emerald Mountain really so good? People who watched were fascinated?

Thinking like this, Chang Zhixuan followed Yu Qingqing's gaze.

She's looking at a copycat?

In Yu Qingqing's opinion, the last time she and Yan Heng met was more than a month ago.

It's just that this month is separated by life and death.

Looking at the back standing outside the gate of the Juyi Hall, Yu Qingqing was in a trance, and returned to the death row in her previous life.

Yan Heng gave her a chance to live, and then the prison guards removed the chains, and just as he was about to leave with the internal official, he stopped outside her cell door.

first looked at her, the expression on her face was a little complicated, and then she smiled suddenly, and her eyebrows, which were still stained with blood, were lightly raised, and the whole person was like a cloud breaking through the moon.

He knocked on her cell door with his fingers, making a crisp "dong" sound, and said in a mocking tone: "Little one with no conscience, I'll pick you up once, save you once, and now I'm leaving, do you have to be stingy with even a word of care?" ”

With that crisp sound, Yu Qingqing felt that her heart was also knocked, and the dull pain slowly spread.

She looked at him, the corners of her lips opening and closing several times, but she didn't have the courage to make a sound.

And Yan Heng, who was free and easy in the past, did not study deeply, but now he seems a little stubborn, his feet are not moving, and he is silent and stubborn waiting for what she wants to say.

Yu Qingqing couldn't stand it because of him, and just about to say something, she listened to the internal official's urging, she choked, and swallowed the words back.

Yan Heng's jaw tightened, and he glanced sideways at him, his eyes were rarely sharp.

The internal official didn't seem to expect that Yan Heng in this realm could still have such a strong aura, but no matter how strong he was, he was not a death row prisoner?

He didn't bother to pay attention to it, and snorted lightly: "The emperor is still waiting, Yan Dudu is hurrying up." After saying that, he left in a huff.

Yan Heng looked at Yu Qingqing again, smiled, and said softly: "If you don't say it again, you won't have a chance." ”

Listening to his words, Yu Qingqing's heart suddenly panicked, even more panicked than the day she was sentenced to death, and her eyes turned red unconsciously.

When he returned to Beijing, she would most likely have already been out of Beijing to serve her sentence.

Heaven and earth, there is indeed no more chance.

Thinking like this, Yu Qingqing finally asked the question that had been in her mind for a long time and she never intended to say.

"You... Why save me? ”

Yan Heng had already guessed that she would ask this, and smiled a little helplessly for a while: "I took you back to Beijing to make you good, but I didn't want to be beheaded." ”

Yu Qingqing shook her head: "It's not this." ”

She shook her head, and the tears in her eyes fell, and Yan Heng suddenly wrinkled her eyebrows.

"I mean, you saved me the first time... Did you take me back to Beijing to take advantage of me? ”

I don't know whether she was choked or trembling, but she struggled to say every word.

Yan Heng's brows tightened even more, and his eyes turned red.

After a pause, he nodded, "Of course." ”

"Oh." Yu Qingqing looked panicked and was speechless.

I've been waiting for an answer for so long, but now that I've heard the answer, I don't seem to feel relaxed.

"Yu Qingqing." Yan Heng hooked his finger at her.

Yu Qingqing took a sluggish step towards the cell door, and saw his hand come in through the crack in the cell door, and then a touch of coolness pressed on her eyebrows.

"At a young age, why are you always bitter and hateful?"

Pushing away the annoyance between her brows, his fingers moved down, resting on the tip of her nose, and just as he pointed up, he saw the dirt on his fingers.

His fingers slowly curled up and retracted it, and he laughed and advised: "After leaving Beijing, forget about the things here." ”

"You're going to be doing well."

"I didn't lie to you this time, trust me." After saying that, he turned and left.

Yu Qingqing listened to the footsteps that were getting farther and farther away, and her tears kept falling.

"Take care..."

In the silence of death row, a choked murmur was heard.

The scattered eyes slowly gathered on the figure below the mountain, and it was only at this moment that Yu Qingqing knew how much she wanted to see him.

She hated it a little.

If he hadn't detained her, she would definitely have tried her best to see Yan Heng.

Even if he didn't remember her at all.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose, and the wind came up from the top of the cliff and blew away the umbrella in Yu Qingqing's hand.

Chang Zhixuan saw it, and quickly pinched the umbrella pole.

Only then did Yu Qingqing realize that there was someone standing beside her.

Chang Zhihui handed over the umbrella and wondered, "What do you think?" Can't hold the umbrella steadily? He said as he looked at the soldiers who were evacuating outside the cottage.

Yu Qingqing took the umbrella and said without emotion: "There is a back that is very familiar." ”

Chang Zhixuan said: "Do you know? ”

Yu Qingqing suddenly smiled, very lightly, and quickly retracted: "Who knows?" Maybe I've seen it in my previous life. ”

As he spoke, the people in the cottage had already withdrawn from the cottage and were walking down the mountain in turn.

Yu Qingqing stared at one place without moving, and asked Chang Zhixuan: "Is there something wrong with Chang Da's boss looking for me?" ”

Chang Zhihui handed over the letterhead again: "This is the news sent from the mountain." As she spoke, she thought that she was reading the contents of the letterhead, and said, "It is true that there are soldiers who have gone up the mountain, and you are right." ”

Yu Qingqing nodded, and was about to say something, when she suddenly felt a sharp suffocation in her heart.

This kind of pain is unprecedented, it seems to be crushed by a boulder of 10,000 catties, and it seems to be a huge thunder bombardment.

At this moment, Yu Qingqing's five senses were lost, and she even lost her breath.

When she could breathe again, she felt that her throat was hot, and a fishy sweetness spurted out.