Half a moon has passed, and Zhenhuang is going to take it away. Ling Xiangji wanted to follow him, Zhenhuang's eyes flashed, and there was a gloomy color: "Xiangji, don't you regret it?" ”

Why should you regret being able to go away with your beloved, Ling Xiangji doesn't understand: "Of course I don't regret it." ”

"You know, I can't give you anything."

"You have a wife's room?" Ling Xiangji tried to find the answer from Zhenhuang's deep eyes, but the brilliance in those eyes was blurry, and she couldn't find the answer: "No matter what, since I promised to be you, I will always be your person." ”

Zhenhuang stroked her long hair, his eyes darkened, and muttered, "You'll regret it." ”

"No, I Ling Xiangji never knew what regret was!"

"Okay, I'll take you away in the evening."

At night, the sky dew a glimmer of starlight, Zhenhuang blindfolded her, put her on her back, and then she felt her body jump up with him, and then her ears were whirring wind, it turned out that Zhenhuang was very high. After about an hour or two, Zhenhuang stopped, "It's here." He untied the black cloth she had blindfolded and lit the lamp, a wooden boat with an extremely simple arrangement, but with enough supplies to feed them for ten days and a half.

"Where are we going?"

Zhenhuang smiled faintly and didn't say where he was going: "If you want to leave Yuchun Tower, of course, the farther away the better." ”

Then they anchored during the day and walked at night, and after about half a month, they stopped, and it was night, and the stars were shining, and Zhenhuang blindfolded her with a black cloth and carried her forward.

When she was plucked again, they came to a well-furnished courtyard.

"You're going to live here from now on."

She was stunned and asked, "What about you?" ”

"Leave me alone." He pondered for a moment, and then spit out a sentence lightly: "Xiangji, the valley of infatuation is not entered, you just don't listen to me." ”

"What do you say, Valley of Love?"

Zhenhuang shook his head speechlessly.

She was faintly uneasy in her heart, and she told him: "Zhenhuang, I am pregnant. ”

Zhenhuang was not surprised at all, and said calmly: "Very good,...... It won't be too lonely in the future. ”

"You're leaving?"

"I told you not to regret it."

Ling Xiangji trembled and sat down on the round stool, she had a terrible feeling that after tonight, Zhenhuang would leave.

"Zhenhuang, you really kill people without seeing blood!"

Zhenhuang turned his head, his face was pale and bloodless, and his voice was cold and cold: "Xiangji, you said that you won't regret it." ”

Ling Xiangji was speechless, and after a long time, she begged: "Zhenhuang, you show me in different faces every day, before you leave, can you let me see your true face?" ”

"You care?" There was almost a sneer on Zhenhuang's face.

Ling Xiangji couldn't care less about his ridicule: "Yes." ”

"Okay, I'll show you my face tomorrow." Zhenhuang spoke calmly, and as he spoke, he uncovered a thin layer of skin, revealing a new face, and took off a distinct mole on his chin, which was very eye-catching.

"Zhenhuang, is this your true face?"

"Yes or no, but I assure you, this is the last face I will show in the future."

Ling Xiangji's body trembled slightly: "Zhenhuang, you are so ruthless!" ”

……

Next, Xiangji was a little nervous, and he slept at night and held Zhenhuang's hand tightly...... Zhenhuang turned over at night and couldn't move, only to find that he was tightly held by Ling Xiangji, his heart moved, and he said to Ling Xiangji: "Xiangji, don't be nervous, we still have a lot of good days." ”

"Really?"

Zhenhuang smiled: "I have to teach you a lot of things, you have to be a good student, otherwise I will be angry and may leave." ”

"I'm serious about learning."

In the next three hundred and sixty-five days, Zhenhuang taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, taught her to refine musk beauty pills, and even taught her illusions......

Their daughter Ling Nongcai was born, and the family of three lived peacefully and peacefully, making Xiangji even forget that Zhenhuang would leave......

When she woke up that morning, Zhenhuang was gone, and she was holding a large bag of silver in her hand, and she seemed to remember that someone said in her ear at night: "Xiangji, this silver is enough for you and your daughter to live for seven or eight years......" (Seven or eight years later, seven or eight years later, Ling Xiangji sold paintings to survive. ）

Ling Xiangji rushed out wildly, and the mysterious man could no longer be found in the huge courtyard. After Ling Xiangji cried wildly, she began to accept this ending calmly, she didn't know where Zhenhuang took her, she couldn't go back, so she simply stayed quietly. There are almost no people around the yard, and you have to walk dozens of miles to get to the town for shopping. Zhenhuang is not too vicious, all the facilities in the yard are very complete, and the food purchased is very rich, enough for her and her daughter to eat for a year and a half.