After completing the routine procedures, the ghost sent the pass to return to Yang in time, and Qingyang and Xiaolian embarked on the road to return to Yang.

Memories are painful after all, a breeze blows gently, and bursts of floral fragrance come from the road to Guizhou, and at the same time, it also wakes up Xiaolian who is in memory.

The two of them sat on the stones on the side of the Guiyang Road, and saw that the red sun had turned west, and it was about noon.

In fact, Qingyang didn't want to take the road of returning to Yang at all, because there was no one thing in his heart, and they all said that the wounds in the underworld could only be treated in the underworld, and there was no way to cure them in the yang, and he would be reincarnated with the original scars.

He looked at Xiaolian's unrecognizable appearance, and he didn't know how to speak.

At this time, Xiaolian got up and said: "It's not early, husband, let's hurry up, or I'm not afraid of missing the time to return to the sun."

Qingyang was reluctant to return to Yang in the depths of his heart, and deliberately said: "Xiaolian is very early, let's rest for a while, what do you think, if we can't see each other in the next life, if we don't know each other when we come, wouldn't it be a great pity, let's stay a little longer."

After speaking, he looked at Xiaolian affectionately, his eyes full of tears.

Xiaolian said: "Husband, it's okay, didn't King Qin Guang promise us, let us be husband and wife again in the next life, I think he will not break his promise."

Xiaolian's words made Qingyang speechless for a while, he couldn't find a reason not to return Yang, pretended not to hear, and looked into the distance in a daze.

Qingyang's heart is also struggling violently, if he returns to Yang, once the coach finds that his appearance is ruined, can he still have the courage to live, if he doesn't return Yang, he doesn't know how long he will stay in this dark underworld, his heart is confused.

Xiaolian looked at her husband and didn't move, and urged: "It is estimated that we should hurry as soon as possible and be a loving couple as soon as possible."

When Qingyang heard this, he was very embarrassed, and he didn't know how to say what he thought.

This is Xiaolian also vaguely felt that her husband seemed to have something unspeakable, as if he was not interested in Guiyang.

Xiaolian sat on the stone, thinking about it, but she couldn't figure out the reason why her husband stayed in the Netherworld.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew in the clear sky, and the two hurriedly ran to the side of the road under the big tree to hide from the wind.

The two of them looked up, and the wind rolled up a large mirror out of nowhere, and the large mirror crashed into the big tree, shattering into several halves.

Xiaolian felt very surprised, and hurriedly ran over to look, this sight completely frightened himself, standing there motionless.

Qingyang felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran over to look, only to see Xiaolian looking at her unrecognizable face stupidly from the broken half of the mirror, and she was stunned.

Qingyang realized that what should come is still coming, no matter how you hide, you can't hide, rather than hesitating and hiding like this, it is better to face it calmly.

He reached out and took Xiaolian's hand, which surprised him, and Xiaolian hurriedly dodged it, not letting him touch his hand.

At this moment, Qingyang felt: "Xiaolian's heart has completely collapsed, she just wants to stay alone quietly, and she doesn't want anyone to disturb her."

Qingyang stayed next to Xiaolian, accompanying her inseparably, without saying a word, just like his shadow, silently by his side.

Perhaps when people are extremely sad, they need to be quiet more than to speak.

And at this moment, Xiaolian is helpless in his heart, since he saw his face in the mirror, he couldn't believe his eyes, is this me.

She had imagined the ugliness countless times, but she was not as ugly as she saw herself in the mirror today, and the direction of her heart completely collapsed.

Her heart was crying out countless times, how did I become like this? How did I become like this?

But his voice could only be heard by himself and his heart.

The feeling of extreme sadness, wanting to cry without tears, at this time, she has personally experienced, even in the water prison, facing the choice between life and death, and facing the hot water, she has never had such sadness.

It is said that the face is all that a woman is all about, the face is the capital that a woman is proud of, and the face is the source of a woman's self-confidence, and now she has lost all his capital.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there is another person around who will never give up, and he has already seen himself become like this and has not given up.

What can warm his heart is not how sweet words are, nor how reasonable advice is, nor is it comfort, love is a warm embrace, a warm embrace, let her shed all the tears of grievance.

She wanted to run on the high mountains, until she fainted and knew nothing, he wanted to hide herself, hide in a place where no one would ever find her, and he was the only one, so that she felt better, she wanted to become a bird, and she would fly until the mountains and rivers were exhausted, and she would fly until she could no longer fly.

And when he thought about it, a warm embrace approached the concubine and held her in his arms, the one that had hugged her countless times, so familiar, but now it has become so warm and powerful.

She looked back and saw that Qingyang was looking at her silently, his eyes were full of tenderness and doubt, and even more pitiful and helpless.

He snuggled in Qingyang's arms, cried loudly, couldn't control his emotions anymore, and a tear of grievance, along the scars on his face, flowed into his mouth, salty, and sweet, and the taste seemed to be incompensated even by herself.

The sun is sinking in the west, the night is coming, a cold wind blows, Xiaolian shuddered involuntarily, at this moment his mood is like a night without stars and moon, it is pitch black, he has no way to face himself, and he has no courage to admit this reality.

Crying and crying, he felt a lot better in his heart, no wonder his husband Jun Qingyang was reluctant to return the yang, probably because he saw that I was disfigured and didn't want to marry me again in the next life.

It's no wonder that everyone has a love for beauty, and now I have become a person who is afraid of everyone, and he has a lot of courage to stay by my side, and I should thank him, not to drag him down.

Just let him go and return the yang, I will live a day in this underworld, and live a muddy life, so as not to worry about him, so as not to attract ridicule in the world.

I'm unfortunate enough, I can't bring my misfortune to him, Xiaolian thought secretly.

If I bring it up at this moment, let my husband go and return the yang, and I stay in the underworld, he will definitely not do it, I have to think of a way to get the best of both worlds, this life and this life will definitely not drag him down again, as long as they are happy, as long as they are happy, it is my greatest wish.

Thinking of this, she stopped crying, used all her strength, used all her heart, and experienced the warmth in Qingyang's arms at this moment, she was afraid that one day she would not be able to see it, she would never be able to hold it again, she was afraid that one day she would forget this warmth, and there was no way to find it.

Looking through the narrow night sky, which was the deep universe, Xiaolian thought, maybe that was where she finally ended.