But this sentence made her cry uncontrollably. Lying on top of the blood-soaked white clothes, listening to the heartbeat that gradually lost its voice.

The corners of Jin Wuzai's mouth are still that gentle, and the whistling sound in his ears has long been inaudible.

"The sky is so beautiful today!"

He looked up and saw through the smoke the clear blue sky of that day.

The girl by the pond was playing with the fish, and let out a laugh like a silver bell, which echoed in his ears for a long time, and lasted for a long time.

Seeing that Jin Wuzai slowly closed his eyes, the cold painting screen let out a sad cry from his chest

"Nothing!"

For several days, Leng Huaping held the urn of Jinwu, thinking of going to Qishan in his mouth.

After that day, Leng Huaping's mood was very unstable, Xiao Jiuzhong could only ask Leng Qingfeng and Murong Shijing to take good care of Leng Huaping, while he broke into the palace single-handedly to quell the rebellion.

After quelling the rebellion, the rebels did not come back to see the cold painting screen for several days, and Xiao Jiuzhong accompanied the cold painting screen as soon as he came back, and accompanied her without saying a word to protect the urn that was now there.

He knew Leng Huaping's thoughts, thinking of going to Qishan, which is now in his mouth, so when the overall situation of the rebellion was decided, he had already asked Feng Yu to look for it, but there was no news so far.

Leng Qingfeng has been taking care of the cold painting screen with Murong Shijing in Xiao Mansion, but her stupid appearance makes people very worried.

If there is no place now, I will know what to do. It's a pity, everyone knows that the cause of Leng Huaping is because of the death of Wu Zai.

On this day, above the court, because of the emperor's death, when he was still struggling with who would ascend the throne, Lin Donghe suddenly took out the emperor's edict and announced the world, and the successor was His Royal Highness, Zhou Yufu.

Everyone had doubts about the emperor's decree, so there was a lot of trouble in the court.

is also because, Leng Qingfeng, as an official, and Murong Shijing, as a member of the royal family, were invited into the court together to argue whether it was a holy decree written by the emperor himself.

And Leng Huaping stayed at home alone, but he didn't expect the intention party to suddenly break in, and he pointed to the urn in Leng Huaping's hand unkemptly and said, "Give him back to me!" ”

Leng Huaping raised his head to look at her at this time, his tone was flat, and he didn't seem to feel her sadness: "You're here"

"Give me back my son!" Only the intention was late, and one person screamed heartbreakingly.

Leng Huaping obediently handed the urn in his arms to the intention of the night. Yi Wan took it with trembling hands, hugged it in his arms and cried.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Leng Huaping said, "He said he looked at the flowers in Qishan. ”

"Qishan" looked at the cold painting screen suspiciously, nodded affirmatively, and suddenly laughed, "Qishan, son!" Childe, do you like her so much? ”

Leng Huaping looked at the abnormal attitude of the intention and asked puzzledly: "What do you mean?" ”

"Qishan! What's Qishan, that's just a name that Childe said randomly! Intentionally said the truth, shook his head and said, "No! How can it be said casually! That's the place that Childe has prepared since he met you, and he named that place Qishan, you know? ”

"What do you mean by a prepared place?" Leng Huaping was a little confused.

"You should know that Gongzi came to the palace to participate in the poetry conference in place of Dongfang Jibai when he was young, and tied for the first place with your brother!" Intent asked suddenly.

Leng Huaping nodded, waiting for the intention to continue later.