What Duanmuqing didn't expect was that she was not in any other place, at this time, in fact, the place she was in was the most lively and prosperous capital in Dongli - Changjing.

When I came out of the house, I realized that it was an abandoned mansion, and it was not very accurate to say that it was abandoned, because the house still looked very intact.

Even the flowers and trees inside should still be cleaned from time to time, at most because no one lives.

There is no plaque on the door, so I don't know what kind of person lived in it.

Duanmu Qing doesn't care about this, she cares about who she was put here.

Han Yazhi's death had a great impact on Han Lingyan, and he didn't speak again until he returned to King Hao's mansion from there.

Then he cremated her in the backyard of King Hao's mansion, and handed over the jar containing her ashes to Ziyi, so that he could fulfill his dying wish for her instead of him.

For Han Lingxi, he never thought that Han Yazhi would die.

Because she was right next to him, she had been there for twenty years, and she had never been far away.

It seemed that at any time, she stood quietly, sometimes giving him some advice, sometimes gently encouraging him.

But now she's really gone.

Now that his position has gradually been stabilized, he is no longer as scared as before, but she is gone.

It was a bad feeling, and it caught him off guard.

Duanmuqing didn't go back to the palace, because if he wanted to go back, he shouldn't go back quietly like this.

learned from Ziyi that they were all saved from the sweet potatoes, and Duanmu Qing put down a stone in his heart.

Relatively speaking, she is more worried about Han Lingxi now.

Standing in his room for a while, Duanmu Qing sighed softly before walking outside.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly spoke: "Qing'er! ”

But these two words immediately stopped Duanmu Qing.

These days, the whole of Nagakyoto has fallen into an indescribably depressing atmosphere, as if everyone is honestly doing their own thing.

Such calmness, such normality is actually an abnormality.

But Han Lingyan was still silent, and he didn't discuss the current government affairs with the staff in the palace, even if Meng Qing came over and wanted to tell him about the recent situation, he didn't seem to be interested at all.

This shouldn't be what Han Lingyan looks like.

It's just that Duanmu Qing didn't know how to open her mouth to tell him, no, she hadn't opened her mouth at all.

She turned and stood quietly, looking at the man sitting in the depths, without speaking.

"Come to me!" Han Lingyan looked at her and beckoned gently.

Duanmu Qing walked over slowly, then sat down and gently slipped into his arms, still not saying a word.

But he hugged her so tightly that he almost broke her bones, as if he were afraid that she would disappear.

"Qing'er!"

"Hmm!"

After he agreed, Han Lingyan was speechless and still silent.

After a while, he called again: "Qing'er! ”

"Hmm!"

After going back and forth three or four times like this, Duanmu Qing finally understood, and Han Lingyan was afraid.

This thought startled her, and at the same time made her heart hurt inexplicably.

She hugged him tightly: "I'm here!" ”

"Qing'er!" Han Ling hugged her back, and the two of them seemed to want to integrate each other into their own blood and bones.

"I'll always be there, always always." Duanmu Qing said as if assuring him of something.

"Qing'er, let's get married!"

The words he suddenly said made Duanmu Qing's heart stop beating.

She slipped out of his arms and looked at him with some suspicion, or rather some disbelief.

But Han Lingyan was very serious, and the look in his phoenix eyes was not like the look he used to look when they were whispering, but calm and serious.

"Let's get married!" He said again, "I think that's the only way I can rest assured." ”

Duanmu Qing still didn't speak, just looked at her blankly.

"I used to think that my position in Dongli was too sensitive, and I was afraid that getting too close to you would be a disservice to you, so I would rather let you live in Uncle Wang's Mansion.

Let you be a Qingjun lord who is not right! But I've only recently found out that this is still not going to work, you are still very dangerous, and I will be afraid all day long, so it is better for me to be able to see you, so that I can rest assured. ”

Duanmu Qing was dumbfounded, still just looking at him.

"Are you still blaming me?" Seeing her reaction, Han Lingxian had no choice, still thinking about the incident at that time, which was probably an eternal pain in their hearts.

Do you still blame him? Duanmu Qing was also asking himself at the same time.

originally thought it would be weird, after all, that incident hurt her a lot, and she didn't want to think about it for a while, preferring to seal it up and face the man in front of her with another face.

But now, when the problem was rediscovered, she suddenly realized that in fact, the matter was not as serious as she once thought.

It doesn't seem to hurt as much as it used to.

It turns out that it is not difficult to forgive a person.

Finally, she shook her head gently: "I used to blame it, but now, I want to blame you again, and I find that it doesn't seem to be interesting anymore." ”

Oh, yes! It didn't mean anything more, that night in that strange inn, I heard her flute and heard him calling her.

In the end, I still miss it in my heart, and the three words of Han Lingxi have been deeply planted in my heart and in my life.

It's really hard to pull it out again!

"Then ......" Looking at her, Han Lingyan hesitated for a moment, "Let's get married!" ”

Duanmu Qing looked at his eyes, the phoenix eyes that had fascinated her for many years, and nodded calmly.

Han Lingyan finally smiled, the first smile after Han Yazhi's death.

There is no joy and joy, and there is no hatred that cannot be proclaimed to the whole world.

He just smiled faintly, and then hugged her back into his arms.

At this moment, Duanmu Qing felt that they had been together for a lifetime.

It seems that the state at this time should be the way they get along with each other, he is hers, she is his.

In such a time and space, no one can insert it in, and no one can take it away.

"We'll still have children, many, many more!" Han Lingyan whispered in Duanmu Qing's ear.

It wasn't sweet talk, it was his own vision.

"Do you like kids?" Leaning on his arms, Duanmu Qing gently closed his eyes and asked like a dream.

remembered that Zhao Yufeng in his previous life didn't seem to look at Brother Jin a few times from beginning to end, and his explanation was that he didn't like children very much.

This used to make her very frustrated.

So now, she couldn't help but ask Han Lingxi: "Do you like children?" ”

"I like it!" Han Lingxian didn't give her much answer, just these two words.

"Do you like boys or girls, then?"

"I like them all."

"What do you like about them?"

"I want to take them to ride horses, take them to fly kites, take them to catch small fish in the river, teach them martial arts, teach them to write, and write carefully word by word."

Duanmu Qing suddenly understood why Han Lingxian liked children, because, in fact, this was his own missing childhood, and it was the father's love he wanted to find.

Her Han Lingyan did not kneel down by her biological father's side.

She doesn't know who her biological father is, but Duanmu Jun has always been very good to her, even if she had a cold personality when she was a child, he was very good.

She would show him a sword dance, and she would buy knick-kacks on the street to make her happy.

In comparison, her Han Lingxian childhood was too barren.

No wonder, no wonder Han Yazhi's death hit him so hard.

Perhaps, in the real sense, Han Yazhi is his relative! Always never leave your relatives and always follow your relatives.

"Let's set up a tablet for Yazhi!" Duanmu Qing said softly.

Han Lingyan raised his head, as if he didn't understand much.

Duanmu Qing smiled faintly: "Have you forgotten what Yazhi said?" She said that as long as it is your child, she likes it, and if we have a bunch of children in the future, she can't see it, isn't it a pity? ”

"You...... Don't hate her anymore? Han Lingyan was a little surprised, but it was only a little bit, after all, it was his Qing'er in front of him, and he still knew her somewhat.

"When did I ever hate her?" Duanmu Qing looked at him, asked rhetorically, and then sighed again, "Actually, Yazhi and I are the same.

I didn't like her, and she didn't like me, but we never hated each other.

Hate! This word is too heavy, and we don't deserve each other's hatred.

It's just that because she loves you so much, she would rather save me with her life, why can't I treat her as a part of our family for you? ”

Han Lingyan looked at Duanmu Qing speechless for a long time, and after a while he repeated a word: "Home!" ”

"Hmm!" Duanmu Qing nodded heavily, "Home, our home, you and me, and our children, as well as Lan'er, and my father and brother and sister-in-law in Xiqi." ”

Hearing her say this, Han Lingxian nodded lightly, then smiled, and reached out to pin a strand of hair under the corner of her sideburns behind her ear: "Actually, Qing'er, you have always been richer than me." ”

"I know."

"Then I'm going to share in your wealth in the future."

Duanmu Qing just smiled lightly and didn't answer his words, in fact, a long time ago, it was already like this between them, wasn't it?

It's just that I was young at that time, and I didn't understand the meaning of home or love, so I wasted so much time, wasted so much energy, and went around and around, in fact, I was destined to be a family.

"Is there something happy about to happen?" Suddenly, a head popped up on the ground, almost frightening Duanmu Qing. 638