Ye Qiqi watched Mo Hanqing put down the curtains, and couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

The wheels of the carriage "wheeled" forward, and the soldiers gathered around, wearing sabers at their waists, followed in a neat manner.

Seeing that the carriage was about to enter the official road, Ye Qiqi took a deep breath and shouted loudly towards the carriage that was about to disappear: "Childe!" Don't forget me!! ”

Mo Hanqing, who was sitting in the carriage, closed his eyes, and his body slowly swayed with the carriage moving forward.

Ye Qiqi's crisp voice came from afar, and he vaguely heard her words, mixed with a trace of imperceptible crying.

Twelve accompanied Mo Hanqing to sit in the carriage, and from a distance, he also heard Ye Qiqi's shout, hesitated for a moment, and said to his master: "Master, Miss Qiqi asked you not to forget her." ”

"yes, I heard you." Mo Hanqing closed his eyes, and answered lightly in his voice.

"That...... Don't you even reply to her?? Twelve looked at his master's indifferent expression, and couldn't help but say more.

"What's back to her??" Mo Hanqing opened his eyes, looked straight at Twelve with a pair of dark and deep eyes, and asked casually.

"For example, Qiqi, I'm sure I won't forget you, don't worry!!" Twelve thought for a moment, and then said seriously to his master: "Or, Qiqi, when I grow up, I will come back to marry you??" ”

“……”

When Mo Hanqing heard his words, a pair of inky jade-like eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, and a dangerous light bloomed in his eyes.

"Ahem...... That ......" Twelve coughed a little embarrassedly, then looked at the longevity lock jade that had been held in the hands of his master, stretched out his hand and pointed softly: "That...... Miss Qiqi sent you a token of love...... Won't you give her something in return? ”

“……”

Hearing this, Mo Hanqing lowered his head and looked at the piece of longevity lock jade in his palm.

The warm jade lock lay quietly in the palm of his hand, exuding a charming luster.

He stared at the lock jade in his hand for a moment, and then flipped the lock jade to the back.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, when no one whispered in the middle of the night...... he read the inscription on it in a low voice, then raised his head, looked at Twelve with an expressionless face, and said in a cold voice: "Don't be kidding, such a murderous girl, I finally got rid of her, it's too late for me to be happy." ”

"Huh??" When Twelve heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Mo Hanqing glanced at him, then lifted the curtain of the car window, and casually threw the piece of lock jade out of the car window, "I don't need this kind of thing." ”

"Childe ......" Twelve looked at him dumbfounded.

Silence suddenly returned to the carriage.

Mo Hanqing closed her eyes again, looking as if she didn't want to continue discussing this topic.

However, for some reason, as soon as he closed his eyes, the petite and thin figure involuntarily appeared in front of him.

She stood outside the car window, her fair and pink little face was about to cry, and there seemed to be a faint layer of mist in her smart eyes.

She sat in the corner of the cabin, looked at herself with sparkling eyes, and said happily, Childe, you are my future husband.

She was in the stockade of the bandits' den, with a dusty little flower face, but she was full of pride and said to everyone that he was her wife of the village.