Qingluo. The famous son of the Qing family.

He is one of the best talents in Song Bei, and his talent and qualifications are rare in a century.

Although Qingluo hid a lot of edges during his lifetime, he was also dazzling enough for people to look up to. He is an introductory official, what do you compare with Qingluo?

And what should he do with the dead?

Ah Rong always felt that this Tang Yunxi seemed to be very familiar with Baili and Gui, but Baili and Gui seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Baili and Gui only have to repay her gratitude in her heart now, and she knows better than anyone else, but she doesn't know what Baili and Gui sometimes do for her.

But it's not that Baili and Gui are deliberately hiding it from her, it's just that she doesn't want to think about it, because the more she knows about some things, the more worried she is when she lives by Baili and Gui.

Sometimes the more careful you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

……

He never makes charcoal fires, and at this time the winter is cold, and the ground is cold.

Tang Yunxi knelt for a long time before he fainted again.

Ah Rong summoned someone with a cold face and carried him back to Yuelique.

She tried to persuade him first, but he didn't listen.

The left and right bodies are his own, and she can't control so much.

Thinking so, Ah Rong suddenly remembered what Baili and Guilin had explained, and hurriedly rushed to the study where Baili and Gui were painting.

Baili and Gui said that she dreamed of Qingluo again and again today, and asked her to bring the wooden box next to the table in the study to play with her, so that she could see things to solve her lovesickness.

And these words were naturally said in front of Tang Yunxi.

……

"Ah Yin, I can't bear her."

Qing Luo said sadly, after he went back yesterday, he thought about it in the house all night, and finally asked Yin Jiuqi to put on a human skin mask for him.

Even if she shattered his hopes in that eye, he still couldn't let her go.

Probably, this is also fate.

"But she doesn't remember me."

"Childe, His Highness Baili is about to disperse."

But they're still in the princess's mansion.

Qing Luo's gaze fell on Yin Jiuqi, revealing a little coldness, Yin Jiuqi was frightened, and hurriedly replied: "Your Highness just thinks that Gongzi you are no longer alive, and if you happen to see a person who is 'similar' to you, you will naturally lose your temper."

And Childe, you have been dead in the heart of Your Highness for six years, no matter what identity you appear, she will not rush to believe it.

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, His Highness should have had more hopes that should not be had, and now he is so careful that he does not dare to admit it. ”

Just like Yanyang.

Just like Feng Ce.

are all people who are classified as Qingluo by Baili and ......

It's just these, Yin Jiuqi didn't dare to say it.

Qing Luo's face softened slightly when he heard this.

I heard Yin Jiuqi urging again: "Childe, if you don't leave, Your Highness will come back." ”

Qing Luo's face turned cold again.

But even so, Yin Jiuqi had to say that it was not easy for him to bring Qingluo in this time.

After all, his martial arts can only be regarded as so-so compared to poison arts.

There are no dangers along the way, and it all depends on the magic poison he practiced.

But if they really ran into Baili and Gui, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to get out safely with Qingluo.

After all, there are still four guards in Baili and Gui, there are an unknown number of secret guards in the dark, and there are iron cavalry patrolling back and forth.

And on this trip, he only brought Qingluo, a 'drag oil bottle', and was full of poison.

"Ah Yin, you see that Xiaojing has painted so many 'me', but none of them are similar to me at this time.

What she remembered about me, was dead. ”

Qingluo put Baili and Gu Fang, who had been looking for a long time, into the wooden box and gently closed the lid.

also gently closed his eyelids, there were no tears on his face, but there was an unspeakable sadness.

She remembered me.

It's dead.

When Yin Jiuqi saw Qingluo's appearance, he must have thought of yesterday's incident again.

The blow of that incident was undoubtedly fatal to Qingluo.

He wanted to unravel Qingluo, but he didn't know where to start, so he just murmured, "Childe ......"

"Ah Yin, if Xin Wu can't recognize you one day, what should you do?"