"You're awake. A cool and tactful woman's voice faintly entered Xiao Qingci's ears.

Following the prestige, he saw a woman in a lilac gauze skirt walking slowly towards him. Because he had just woken up from a coma, his mind was still a little foggy, and he didn't know how to communicate with people for a while.

"Little one, what's your name?" the woman walked up to her and sat casually on the edge of the bed where he was lying, her voice still cold and cold, as if she would not have any emotional fluctuations whether he answered or not.

At this time, Xiao Qingci saw her face clearly, obviously she didn't use powder, but she looked unusually bright and moving, her beautiful eyes were bright and clean, but it was like a bottomless ancient well, waveless and far away.

This woman is so beautiful, and her mother is even more beautiful. Xiao Qingci stared at her face, a little distracted for a while.

"I'm asking you what your name is. Seeing that he didn't answer, the woman asked lightly.

"I ...... I don't have a name. Xiao Qingci finally reacted, but he blushed and lowered his head, and replied embarrassedly.

"No name...... "The woman muttered thoughtfully to herself, then stood up.

"You...... Who are you? What is this place?" Seeing that the woman seemed to be leaving, Xiao Qingci hurriedly asked.

"Since I didn't ask who you are, you don't have to know who I am. This is Luohe Palace, you can recuperate with peace of mind, and when you are healed, I will send you away. The woman glanced at him lightly, but she didn't want to continue communicating with him, and walked out of the door after speaking.

Xiaoqing was in a hurry, he naturally guessed that it was this woman who rescued him, but when the other party asked for his name, he said that he didn't have a name. Although what he said was indeed the truth, I think others wouldn't believe it when they heard it, and they didn't want to admit their names to their life-savers, and it was normal to be disgusted.

"This sister, can you not send me away, if you send me away like this, I ...... I'm going to die!" Xiao Qingci hurriedly shouted.

The woman stopped moving forward, turned to look at him, and there was still no wave in her tone: "Will you die, what does it have to do with me?"

Xiao Qingci bit his lip, tears swirled in his eyes, and in the end, he still held back and didn't let the tears flow, just choked up and said: "It's not that I'm afraid of death, but if I die, no one in this world cares about my mother." I have been bullied and spurned since I was a child, and only my mother loves me and protects me. If I die, my mother will be sad. ”

Looking at such a young child who was obviously desperate and helpless but had to pretend to be strong, the woman's Wubo's eyes moved slightly. Before the little creature could pass out of her palace through the whirlpool at the bottom of the river, she knew he must be unusual. Later, I examined him carefully, and I knew his identity and origin.

The struggle for power is never-ending, and she has lived so long that it has long been commonplace. As long as it is not a catastrophe that threatens the world, all the national hatred and family hatred are just passing clouds in her eyes, and they obey the destiny of heaven.

It's just that for some reason, the unyielding and stubbornness in this young child's eyes for her mother made her feel a little compassionate. In fact, helping him is just a matter of doing it for her.

"For the sake of your filial piety, when you are healed, I will send you to the Lingxu Temple to practice the immortal law. The woman left these words and walked away.

Xiao Qingci didn't know what the Lingxu Temple was, but now he had no other choice, he was too young and too weak to even have the ability to protect himself, let alone protect his mother. Without thinking too much, he also knew which way this woman must be Xian'e, she was going to send herself to practice the immortal law, presumably that place would not be too bad.

After living in this Luohe Palace for a few days, Xiao Qingci's injuries quickly healed. He still remembered that when the woman found out that his injuries had recovered so quickly, a trace of surprise crossed her beautiful eyes that had never seen waves, and she said, "You little guy, your physique is really very special. ”

It was a long time before Qing Ci realized what this so-called special meant.

Before leaving, the woman sat in the warm pavilion, with a quaint yaoqin in front of her, only to hear her cold voice sound: "Acquaintance, this "Green Silk Elegy" should be practiced for you." ”

At that time, he was still young, and his life was difficult since he was a child, and he didn't have a master to teach him music, and he couldn't understand what the woman was playing, but he felt that the song sounded very tactful, but tactful to tactful, but it always seemed that something was missing.

The woman did not personally send him to the Lingxu Temple, but sent a little fairy in the Luohe Palace to take him there. The little fairy seemed to have been instructed by the woman, and when he sent him to the Lingxu Temple, he did not mention who sent him to him.

For many years since then, Xiao Qingci has stayed alone in the Lingxu Temple, saying that he is practicing immortal law, but his life is not as good as that of a miscellaneous servant. In addition to not risking his life, he is still blinded and bullied every day. But the cold and beautiful woman never looked at him.

I don't know how long this happened, until one day he was bullied again.

All these years have passed, and those children who have entered the spiritual ruins to practice at about the same time as him have now achieved a little success in the immortal law, but he still can't do anything, and he is accompanied by Chai He all day long, and he can't speak well and be obedient and likable.

There is always no shortage of such people in this world, relying on their own strength to think about oppressing and bullying others everywhere, so as to find a sense of satisfaction above others. Naturally, there are always one or two thorns in those children, who want to taunt him when they find an excuse.

On weekdays, they called him stupid, said he was dirty, and put up with what he said. Only on that day, there was a boy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, saying that he had come to this spiritual ruin view for so many years, and he had never seen him go home, nor had he ever seen any relatives come to visit him.

These words instantly ignited all the anger that had been pent up in Xiao Qingci's heart for a long time, his mother was the most beautiful woman in the world, how could she be compared with other women? And those women who revolved around his father and tried to suppress and frame him and his mother everywhere were the real foxes. God has no eyes, why can those who do evil live freely in the world, but he and his mother have such a bad fate.

If Xiao Qingci at this time can still use the last shred of reason to restrain himself from doing it, it is because he knows that he is not that child's opponent, and doing it can only end up being beaten in vain. But then the child's actions succeeded in burning out the last shred of his sanity, because when the other party said that he was excited, he actually spat at Xiao Qingci, impartially, and spit on his face.

It was a taboo for him, and he was bullied in that place that should have been called "home", and that was how he was bullied by the so-called "family", and the so-called siblings spat at him, saying that he was ominous, that both he and his mother should be put to death. At this point, he hated all the people in this world who spit on others, and this kind of thing also made him feel extremely disgusting and disgusted.

There is no doubt that he made a move, and there is no doubt that he was attacked by a group. In the end, he was punished alone, and the other children were only verbally reprimanded as punishment.

He still remembered that that day he had been punished, and dragged his tired and aching body slowly to the stairs leading to the way down the mountain from the Spirit Ruins Temple. Overlooking the endless staircase, he curled up in a corner of the wall in a daze and helplessness. From the time the children abused him and beat him to the time he was punished for an unfair trial, he never shed a single tear.

Because his mother had told him that his constitution was very special, his bloodline was noble, and the tears he could shed in his life were very limited. He didn't understand what was so special about his tears, but based on his unconditional trust in his mother, he never cried when he grew so big, no matter how sad and sad he was.

But now, he doesn't want to be strong anymore, or rather, he hasn't had strong capital all along. It was only because his mother said that he could cry a limited number of times in his life, so he never cried.

As the sun set, the afterglow reflected on his thin body, and no one saw him hiding at the base of the wall outside the view, and if he had, I am afraid that no one would care about him, and if he didn't do it, he might be punished again. Somehow, he suddenly felt as if he was really just a useless waste, abandoned by the whole world, as those people said, he was so ominous, he should not have lived in this world for a long time.

Tears came out of his eyes so easily, he couldn't stop, and all the grievances and resentments in his heart were like a flood that burst the embankment, turning into endless tears and washing his lonely heart.

I don't know how long he cried, but he faintly felt as if someone was coming to him. He hurriedly wiped a handful on his face, not wanting anyone in this spirit ruin view to see his fragility. But as soon as he raised his eyes, a touch of lilac skirt gently swayed into his eyes with the breeze.

"Sister......" Just seeing the familiar skirt corners, Xiao Qingci couldn't help but murmur. When he raised his head, he saw that the person standing in front of him was the cold and peerless woman he had seen in the Liuli Warm Pavilion in the Naluo River Palace.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen the woman. He only knew that he had seen the closest person in the world, even closer than his mother, and at that moment all the emotions came to his heart again, and he threw himself into the woman's arms regardless of it, and cried like a child.

What he didn't notice was that he had grown to the height of a woman's shoulders at that time, and he was no longer the soft and glutinous boy he had when he first met.