On the way back, Xiao Jingxuan became depressed again, pulling his mother's shirt and begging vigorously: "Mother, I want to go home, I want to be with my mother!" Can you just take me home once? Just take a look, okay? ”

Zhao Qingxiang stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the child's head, but was pushed away by the child's dissatisfied wave!

"Didn't my mother tell you that my mother wants to make money to support you? When my mother earns enough money, I will take you back. “

"Humph! Every time you say that, I'll never pay attention to you again! Xiao Jingxuan ran back to the academy without looking back.

Zhao Qingxiang stood in the distance, quietly watching Xiao Jingxuan return to the room with Shi Zhongzhu, who was a head taller than him, and then watched the lights in the room go out, then sighed and turned around and left the academy.

She found an inn for one night, and the next morning she went to the Pingju Academy to find the dean.

In recent years, in order to cultivate Xiao Jingxuan's both civil and military skills, Zhao Qingxiang gave many gifts and silver taels to the academy.

Therefore, the dean still welcomes this lady of the God of Wealth, who never shows her true face.

Today, Zhao Qingxiang also sent one hundred taels of silver to Xiao Jingxuan as tuition and living expenses. Because she doesn't know if she can come back.

After doing all this, she disguised herself as a man and rode on horseback to set out on her journey home.

The closer to Cangyu, the more complicated Zhao Qingxiang's mood becomes, five years have passed, are the children okay?

and Jin Weiji, this tender and sweet wish in her ears thousands of times, the man who only loves her in this life, is he really fulfilling his promise now? Are they taking good care of their children?

Now that they are dead, have the people of the Escape Gate stopped hunting them?

………

Zhao Qingxiang slept all the way, but it still took more than half a month to come to Cangyu, where she and Jin Weiji finally settled down that year.

In the past few years, Cangyu City has not changed much, and twenty miles out of Cangyu City, it will be the home of Zhao Qingxiang before he fell off the cliff.

When Zhao Qingxiang controlled her excitement and came to the familiar thatched houses in the past, she found that the thatched houses had already been burned down, leaving a mess, and her husband Jin Weiji and the children were gone!

Zhao Qingxiang was so anxious that he had to ask the nearby villagers about the whereabouts of the Jin family.

According to the villagers: After Mrs. Jin (Zhao Qingxiang) fell off a cliff and died, one night of a month, he didn't know what happened to his family, and suddenly there was a fire.

After the fire was extinguished, Jin Weiji bowed three times to the ruins, and then to the neighbors, and then left with his two children.

Since then, I have never seen Jin Wei's family again, and Mrs. Jin's grave has been taken care of every year, but no one has seen this person who takes care of the worship.

Because Jin Weiji was an orphan and didn't have any friends in Cangyu, and he didn't say exactly where he was going when he left, the villagers didn't know where he had gone in recent years?

Zhao Qingxiang knew that he couldn't ask anything no matter how much he asked, so he had to say goodbye to everyone and find the place where he fell off the cliff.

I saw that the cliff was still there, but the bare place was already overgrown with thorns.

When she walked to the bottom of the cliff, she saw a tombstone sitting alone on a flat terrain, surrounded by a few pines and cypresses, and her favorite forget-worry grass and rootless flowers were all around.

The words "beloved wife Zhao Qingxiang" on the tombstone looked very desolate, and the three words "Jin Weiji" next to it deeply pierced Zhao Qingxiang's heart.

Zhao Qingxiang rushed straight to Xintian, she raised her hand and hit the tombstone, she especially wanted to see if the person lying inside was herself.

But as the current of air swept up the mound, she withdrew her hand abruptly.

Yes and no!

Zhao Qingxiang, who belongs to Jin Weiji, is dead, this is a well-known thing, and he...?

Zhao Qingxiang cried and fell to the ground, and after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out who he was?

It was not easy to calm down his excitement, and Zhao Qingxiang stood up and found that the sun was getting thinner.

She got on her horse and galloped all the way.

By the time the horses came to a stop, it was already dark as ink.

was blown by the night wind, and Zhao Qingxiang completely woke up: Zhao Qingxiang, who used to drift like duckweed, was dead, and he was just Zhou Hui, whose ancestral home was Cangyu, and by chance left the memory of the hard-working woman in his mind.

She knew that no one would believe her words, so she simply returned to the capital and continued to practice martial arts.

When Xiao Jingxuan and Xiao Jingqi grow up safely, their mission will be completed. When the time comes, just go all over the world, and then find a quiet place and spend the rest of your time.

As for revenge!

When it comes to revenge, Zhao Qingxiang thinks of his tragically dead parents and missing brother.

But with his current strength, where can he compete with the largest underworld sect in the rivers and lakes, Xiaoyaomen?

Zhao Qingxiang came to Qingfeng, she looked at the land that accompanied her to grow up, remembered the kindness of her parents, her own willfulness, and her tears never stopped for a moment.

Everything is born from cause and effect, and retribution for injustice is not light!

Songhai mulberry field has changed, only the loess grass is green.

"Father, mother, if you have a spirit in heaven, can you forgive your daughter for her inaction?" Zhao Qingxiang knelt down in front of his parents' graves, unwilling to get up for a long time.

Zhao Qingxiang wandered for more than a month before returning to the palace.

At this time, everything was business as usual in the palace.

Because Xiyuan is a cold palace, no one has noticed anything strange inside.

Zhao Qingxiang remembered that he had heard someone talk about a side martial art, which was called Yin and Yang, as long as he practiced this skill, he would be invincible in the world!

To practice this skill, the male must first go from the palace, and the female must suck the menstrual blood of hundreds of men in order to achieve the purpose of sexual transformation.

Because this skill is so evil, few people in the world dare to practice it.

Zhao Qingxiang thought to himself why not take advantage of this time to go to the palace to find out if there was a way to crack this martial art. Maybe succeed, eradicate the free door, and avenge your parents?

Since then, she has slipped around the Library and the Treasure Pavilion every day, flipping through books on medical science.

After a long time, she didn't find a way to crack it, but she found how to practice this skill in a different way.

She used Tianshan Snow Lotus, deep-sea pearls, Penglai thousand-year-old ginseng, etc. to make a plaster, and then luckily washed the muscles and veins, and practiced upside down according to the martial arts method of yin and yang, and a few years later, she actually practiced this skill.

When other people's yin and yang are turned upside down, the whole person carries a bad aura.

Zhao Qingxiang found that the yin and yang he used were reversed, and the roulette wheel formed by the operation of his true qi was extremely distinct, and he didn't feel any change in himself.

Looking at her younger and younger self in the bronze mirror, she showed a satisfied smile.