It seems that if she is not careful, she will leave him and will never be able to find it again.

He didn't like it.

Didn't like it at all.

He can't lose her, never will!

The sound of the flute gradually spread around Yu Wenming Xuan.

The lake water is clear, in the afterglow of the sunset and the wonderful sound, like a girl who has just come out of the bath, clear and pleasant, the appearance is peerless. The county lord of Qingyang sat down gently by the lake, holding his chin with his hand, looking at the lake, listening to this beautiful and agile music. The wind was blowing, and the surface of the lake was slightly rippling, as if with a steady force, so that she could only focus on its serene beauty with the music, and no longer think about anything else.

Above the sky, there are a few clouds floating, and there are also clouds on the lake, but under the background of the sky at this moment, it seems a little faint and not very clear.

But, it has its beauty.

Yes, I can't help but say that this light cloud is also extremely beautiful.

Yu Wenmingxuan's gaze seemed to be looking at the county lord of Qingyang, but it didn't seem to be. However, his gaze was very soft, and as the flute rose and fell, his soft gaze gradually revealed a strong admiration for his elders.

He was grateful to his father and the king who was not good at expressing his feelings, and taught him the most beloved tunes he created.

Maybe because the music is complicated, or because he is not very perceptive, he can't learn it, but the man who is not good at words teaches him over and over again, and he never tires of it.

Whenever a man played a tune, he could feel in his eyes and in the sound of the song that he was missing someone, and that person was still a woman.

Women, there are many in the palace. However, none of the concubines in the palace, including his mother, could enter the hearts of men.

He was curious, curious about what kind of woman she had won this man's heart.

But I still don't know who the woman is.

Now, somehow, the man can only lie quietly on the couch, what can be done to save him from his illness? Yu Wenmingxuan's heart suddenly ached: Father, what should the child do to make you healthy and no longer lie on the couch?

The sound of the flowing clouds is still rising faintly.

Ling Wushuang and Xuanyuan Mo stood not far away, quietly, without saying a word. The music was tactful, and her thoughts had been fully integrated into the music.

It's like going back to her previous life, back to the happy days before her parents were in a car accident.

Her parents surrounded her, caressed her, and took her to the playground to play ......, Shuang'er, my baby...... Familiar titles, warm words, lingering back and forth in Ling Wushuang's ears at this moment. Everyone who saw her liked her, and praised her parents for having a well-behaved, sensible, and beautiful little padded jacket......

How wonderful that is!

The tears that had stopped at some point fell from Ling Wushuang's eyes again.

The flowers bloomed in the garden of the villa, and her little dog became more dependent on her, and her father and mother sat on the sofa, watching their favorite TV shows next to each other, and smiled happily......

What a beautiful scene, Ling Wushuang squatted on the ground, she couldn't help but hide her face, cold tears slowly flowed from her fingers.

If, had it not been for that disaster, wouldn't her life have changed dramatically?

However, there are no ifs.

They went and left her forever.

Fortunately, in this life she is still her mother's daughter, but unfortunately, she is not her father's baby.

At the moment of meeting, her mother left her again.

And right now, this man dressed in white and playing the jade flute, but her father who has called countless times in her dreams?

Is that him? Is it her father?

"Shuang'er, what's wrong with you? Do you know that you make me so worried? Xuanyuan Mo jumped out of the pavilion to Ling Wushuang's side, asking from time to time, but it was Ling Wushuang's silence that answered him, he was worried about her, afraid of losing her.

He could completely sense that Ling Wushuang had something in his heart.

He is anxious, he is worried, he is afraid......

There were many inexplicable emotions, all of which hit his heart.

Xiao Yin slowly stopped, Yu Wenming Xuan put away the jade flute, his thoughts turned, he looked at the county lord of Qingyang, and asked with a smile: "Isn't my Xiao sound good?" You're almost asleep! The glazed eyes of the county lord of Qingyang blinked, got up and looked at Yu Wenmingxuan, and said with a smile: "Ling'er is not asleep, Ling'er thinks that Brother Moon's flute sound is as good as Sister Shuang'er's playing!" ”

"Really?"

Yu Wenmingxuan pretended not to believe it, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he asked the county lord of Qingyang again.

The county lord of Qingyang nodded like pounded garlic and said, "Of course it's true!" Ling'er is a good child and never lies. Seeing the cute look shown by the county lord of Qingyang, Yu Wenming Xuan no longer teased her, gently straightened the sleeves of his robe, smiled loudly, and said, "I believe you, Xiao Ling'er!" Because he was playing the tune with his heart just now, and now talking to the county lord of Qingyang, Yu Wenming Xuan didn't sense that someone was watching him from not far away.

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

Ling Wushuang raised his sleeves to wipe the tears on his cheeks, stood up, his eyes were red and swollen, and walked towards Yu Wenmingxuan's back, "Shuang'er, he is the King of Great Qi Xian, not waiting quietly, you wake up quickly!" Xuanyuan Mo took Ling Wushuang's hand and tried to awaken Ling Wushuang's senses, how could she recognize the Idle King as Jing Anhou? The difference in age is too far, Xuanyuan Mo's dark eyebrows are furrowed, "Shuang'er, what are you telling me?" I can help you, if you want to find Jing An, I'll take you there immediately, okay? He did not want to think of anything else, because he was afraid, afraid that his conjecture would come true.

He didn't want to lose her.

Never!

"Sister Shuang'er, Brother Mo, did you also hear Brother Moon's flute sound? Doesn't that sound good? Seeing Ling Wushuang and Xuanyuan Mo coming over, the county lord of Qingyang jumped up in front of Ling Wushuang happily, blinking his bright eyes and asking, "Sister Shuang'er, why are you crying?" Is Brother Moon's flute sound not good? However, Ling'er thinks it sounds good! Ling Wushuang didn't answer her, but silently shed tears, Yu Wenming Xuan slowly turned around and nodded to Xuanyuan Mo when the Qingyang County Lord shouted Ling Wushuang and Xuanyuan Mo.

He wondered why this fairy-like woman kept crying at him. Could it really be like Xiao Ling'er said, his music is too ugly?

As he thought in his heart, Yu Wenming smiled apologetically, waved his hands and said: "The next song is a little bad, please forgive Princess Lu!" The corners of Ling Wushuang's mouth twitched, and he muttered, "Daddy...... You're a daddy, aren't you? I, I'm Shuang'er, it's your baby, it's your baby! "She calls him Daddy? What does Daddy mean? Yu Wenming Xuan looked at Xuanyuan Mo suspiciously, "I'm afraid that this king's concubine hasn't rested well recently, so her mind is a little unclear, don't be surprised by the idle king!" Holding his lover, Xuanyuan Mo spoke softly and said a word to Yu Wenmingxuan.

"It's fine." Yu Wenming Xuan smiled lightly and shook his head to show that he didn't put it in his heart.

"Sister Shuang'er, what's wrong with you? Don't cry, okay? If you also like Brother Moon, Ling'er will give him to you! "The heart of the county lord of Qingyang is pure, she doesn't know the mind of an adult, she uses her simple thinking to understand the people and things around her. Yu Wenmingxuan heard the Qingyang County Lord say this, and coughed lightly a few times in embarrassment.

Xuanyuan Mo was full of worries about Ling Wushuang, and he didn't put the words of the Qingyang County Lord in his heart, besides, he knew that the Qingyang County Lord was a child with a lack of mind and no matter how simple he was, he didn't need to care about what she said.

Quiet, especially quiet at the moment.

He's not Daddy, and if he were, Daddy wouldn't have recognized her.

His eyes were so unfamiliar, and although his aura was somewhat similar to Daddy, she still knew for sure that he was not Daddy. But why did he play this song, which only their family knew? Tears flowed silently, Ling Wushuang no longer called Yu Wenming Xuan to call Daddy, after a long time, her mind regained clarity, and she said in a low voice: "Your Xiao sound is very good, can, can you tell me who taught you?" She asked Yu Wenming Xuan tentatively, hoping to find some information about her father from his answer.

Yu Wenmingxuan's expression gradually softened, and he smiled faintly: "It was given to me by my father a long time ago, I don't play well, and I can't even reach half of my father's skills, which makes you laugh!" Ling Wushuang's body was shocked, she thought of it, thought of the pair of eyes she saw in Jizhou, those familiar but somewhat unfamiliar eyes.

It turned out that my father had really come to this other world, and he had come here with his mother.

She was so excited, really excited, and tears burst out of her eyes again.

She turned around and hugged Xuanyuan Mo, her head pressed tightly to his chest, and choked up: "Mo, Daddy, Daddy, he is also here, Mo, I'm so happy, so happy!" Xuanyuan Mo still doesn't know who the daddy that Lu Dao Ling Wushuang has been calling in his mouth is, he only knows that Lu Dao Daddy is a man, this realization makes his heart slightly overflow with a sense of heartache. But, he knows, now is not the time for him to be cranky.

He will comfort her, comfort her that she will no longer weep in her heart; He will rejoice in her, and rejoice in what she is pleased with.

The county lord of Qingyang was very well-behaved, she stood aside, quietly didn't say a word, just blinked her big crystal eyes, and looked at Xuanyuan Mo and Ling Wushuang.

Crying enough, the mood calmed down, Ling Wushuang withdrew from Xuanyuan Mo's arms, walked to the lakeside, looked at the lake, and said silently in his heart: Mom, I know the Tao, I know why you went to Daqi, go to Daqi to do your best to detoxify Emperor Qinglan. However, why didn't you stay with Daddy, did there be some misunderstanding in the middle? Why didn't you tell me when you left, that Daddy was here?

A gust of wind blew on the lake, her hair danced lightly, and her white skirt fluttered, and she saw the few people standing behind her, holding their breath.

She was so beautiful and light, this was the impression that Yu Wenming Xuan had when he saw Ling Wushuang for the first time in the Taiji Hall. For some reason, a trace of piety rose in his heart, as if all the good things in the world were condensed in her, so that people could not give birth to a single evil thought, even if they were closer to her, it was also a kind of blasphemy against her.

Straightening out her thoughts, Ling Wushuang smiled, her smile was so warm. Yu Wenming Xuan stood not far from her side, and as soon as he touched her smile, he felt that everything in the world suddenly disappeared from consciousness and reality. There is nothing left on this land, only her warm and comfortable, empty and intoxicating smile.

Like the morning sun, like a stream, like a cloud floating in the sky, like a blooming flower. It's like the sticky night dew in autumn.

It is as if it were everything, but it is as if it were nothing.

Yu Wenmingxuan's body trembled slightly, and a strange feeling rose from under her feet - she seemed to have some kind of relationship with him, but what kind of relationship could such a beautiful woman have with him? She had her lover, a man with a warm breath and a graceful demeanor, who stood behind her at the moment.

He pities her, he pities her, he loves her, and he loves her.

So, where does his relationship with her begin? But, for a long time, he felt that something had never gone wrong. Yu Wenming Xuan was confused, he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't understand what kind of relationship he would have with Ling Wushuang.

Yu Xuanyuanmo, he is envious. Envy him for having such a perfect wife.

"Shuang'er......" Xuanyuan Mo's heart felt so frightened, he looked at the white shadow standing by the lake in the wind, it felt so illusory, as if he blinked an eye, the illusory shadow would leave with the wind, he called her, but people didn't seem to hear it, his heart was pinched together. I don't know how long it has been, or it has been thousands of years, or it has only been a moment. Ling Wushuang's figure turned, looked at her and smiled slightly, and said, "I don't have anything to do, I'm worried about you!" As she spoke, she shifted her gaze to Yu Wenmingxuan, "Is he okay?" ”

"Him?" Yu Wenmingxuan was stunned, and in an instant, he reacted to who Ling Wushuang was asking, so he shook his head and said with some sadness: "Father doesn't know what illness he has, lying on the couch, unable to speak, unable to move, as if he can't even hear the sound, the whole person is like a, like a ......" The three words of the living dead, he couldn't speak, after listening to what Yu Wenmingxuan said, suddenly, Ling Wushuang's beautiful eyes were full of worry, and he said eagerly: "Can't it be cured?" ”

"The imperial doctor can't diagnose and cure what illness my father has." Yu Wenmingxuan's eyes were overflowing with pain.

"It was Yu Wenwen Jun's doing, right? Isn't he? ”

Sen Han's voice blurted out from Ling Wushuang's mouth.

Yu Wenming Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't know, the imperial brother wouldn't do that, and he didn't need to do that." "yes, he didn't have to do that, that chair didn't have anyone to fight with him, did he? Yu Wenming Xuan smiled bitterly in his heart, was he comforting himself? Ling Wushuang stared at him, not believing what he said, and said, "I don't believe it, you must be suspicious of him, right?" ”

"I didn't, I didn't." With that, Yu Wenming Xuan walked along the path towards the outside of the Imperial Garden, "The dinner party is about to start, I'll take the first step." Her gaze was so sharp and transparent, he was afraid to see such a gaze, just now, her gaze was still soft, looking at the green lotus on the lake, looking at the clouds in the distant sky, smiling. In the blink of an eye, her eyes turned cold, was it because she heard that her father was bedridden, so there was such a change? However, she was born in Xuanyuan and is about the same age as him, so how can she have anything to do with her father? With puzzlement, Yu Wenmingxuan's figure walked farther and farther until it disappeared.

"Mo, take Ling'er, let's go back!" Holding back his mind, Ling Wushuang walked forward with a sad expression.

Xuanyuan Mo endured the pain in his heart, took the hand of the county lord of Qingyang and followed behind her, pursing his lips and saying nothing.

"Brother Mo, isn't Sister Shuang'er happy?"

"I don't know what to do."

"Oh!" The county lord of Qingyang responded in a low voice, pulled out his little hand from Xuanyuan Mo's palm, jumped to Ling Wushuang's side, grabbed his arm, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Sister Shuang'er, don't be unhappy!" If you still want to see Brother Moon again, Ling'er can accompany you here to find him. ”

Looking at the innocent and kind girl beside him, Ling Wushuang pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty, and said abruptly: "I have nothing to do, Ling'er doesn't have to worry about Sister Shuang'er." ”

The county lord of Qingyang pursed his mouth and said, "Sister Shuang'er is deceiving, Ling'er clearly saw Sister Shuang'er crying just now!" ”

Ling Wushuang didn't speak, just raised his hand and patted the back of the Qingyang County Lord's hand lightly, and continued to walk forward.

She really is a child, a simple-minded child who will never grow up. May happiness always be with her, and may all the unpleasant things be far away from her. This is her blessing to this child.

At the dinner table, Siying felt that Ling Wushuang looked very sad and wanted to ask a few words, but seeing that Ling Wushuang didn't want to open his mouth to speak, he lowered his head and silently used his own food.

"I'm done, you use it slowly!"

Ling Wushuang took two mouthfuls of food, put down the dishes and chopsticks, got up and went back to the bedroom.

"Shuang'er, what's wrong with you in the Imperial Garden today? ......" Xuanyuan Mo had something in his heart, and when he saw Ling Wushuang leaving the dining room, he got up and followed, and the two of them entered the bedroom with their front and back feet, he wanted to know what happened to her? He didn't want to see her turn into a cloud in the sky one day, drifting away with the wind, so that he couldn't catch it, "I, I ......" how to tell him? It is said that she is not the real Ling Wushuang, that she has crossed over from another world, or that she met her mother and father who had been dead for many years in her previous life here.

Although his mother left her again, his father was still there, and he needed her to rescue him.

If he says these unbelievable things, will he believe it?

Will you accept her from another world? I won't drive her out of the palace as a monster and drive her away from him!

"I want to go to Daqi as soon as possible, there is the person I am looking for there." Her thoughts flipped, Ling Wushuang had her own scruples, she didn't tell Xuanyuan Mo where she came from, "Do you have to go?" Xuanyuan Mo's heart throbbed, "Yes, you have to go, he is very important to me." If I miss him again, I'll hate myself. I love him so much, really do! I used to promise him that I would love him wherever I went! Miss him! ”

"He's a man?"

Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were painful, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and he asked words that made his body and mind throb even more.

"Hmm." Ling Wushuang stood in front of the window, with her back to Xuanyuan Mo, so she didn't see the sadness in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Xuanyuan Mo said in a low voice: "I said, wherever you go, I will accompany you wherever you go!" ”

"No, there's a lot to take care of here." Ling Wushuang shook his head lightly and didn't speak again.

Xuanyuan Mo sighed, and didn't ask any more, the pain in his heart was accompanied by a sudden vinegar, choking his starry eyes slightly moistened. Who could make her make such a heavy promise?

- Wherever you go, you will love him and miss him.

Hehe! She loves that person, thinks about that person, thinks about that person, what should he do? Isn't her love for him a lie, ask her, who is that person? Do you want to ask?

Asked, will she be upset?

asked, would she leave him again in a fit of rage?

Xuanyuan Mo was very conflicted in his heart.

His heart ached and he was very painful.

It's really uncomfortable.

After pondering it back and forth, hiding it in case of trouble is not her style, so Ling Wushuang finally decided to tell Yu Xuanyuan Mo the real her.

After he listened to her story, if he felt scared and uncomfortable staying with her, no matter how much he loved, no matter how deep the love was, she would fulfill him, disappear from his life far away, find a quiet place, and taste the loneliness without him alone.

Of course, she didn't blame him. I won't hate him because he doesn't accept her from another world.

"I want to tell you something, after you hear it, if you feel that you can't accept it, I, I ......"

Ling Wushuang's voice was a little hoarse.

"Don't you say it?"

He was afraid to listen to what she said, afraid that she wouldn't want him, afraid that she would go to Daqi to find that person and no longer want him!

Ling Wushuang shook his head and said word for word: "No, I don't want to deceive you, I love you, I want to tell you the truest me, you just have to listen." In a matter of fits and starts, she told Xuanyuan Mo about how she came to Xuanyuan and became Ling Wushuang, the concubine of the Marquis of Jing'an, and why her parents also appeared here.

Xuanyuan Mo was surprised, he didn't seem to understand.

His twin sons are not from this world, and there are Mrs. Jing'an Hou and Emperor Qinglan, who originally did not belong to this world.

They are family.

It's bizarre. It's just so bizarre.

After not waiting for Xuanyuan Mo to speak for a long time, Ling Wushuang felt a little lost in his heart: "You're scared, aren't you?" You think I'm a ghost and can't accept me by your side, don't you? She is strong, she doesn't cry, don't shed tears in front of him because of this incident, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes, Ling Wushuang said again: "In the future, without me by your side in the future, you have to take care!" Thank you for loving me, thank you for being kind to me! I, I will, I will leave the palace as soon as possible. "Said not to cry, said not to shed tears, but, but the tears couldn't help but flow, covering his mouth with his hands, Ling Wushuang cried silently.

"No, I don't want you to go, whoever you are, I don't want you to go. You are you, I only like you, I love only you! When I saw you for the first time, you were the real you, and to be with you in this life, it must be my last life, my last life...... I have done so many good things, and God has brought you from your world to me, so that I can love you and let you face the ups and downs of this life with me. Xuanyuan Mo hugged his lover's body from behind, his chin rested lightly on her shoulder, and tears of joy dripped down his handsome face, seeping into Ling Wushuang's clothes, making her feel it.

He cried, he actually cried.

Ling Wushuang turned around, raised his head, and looked at Xuanyuan Mo with a pair of teary eyes: "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?" I'm a ghost, a ghost possessed by the daughter of Jing'an, aren't you afraid? Xuanyuan Mocan's star-like eyes were filled with tears, and he shook his head vigorously, "Don't be afraid, what should I be afraid of?" Even if you are a ghost, you came here to find me. To have a kind, tenacious, and peerless female ghost like you by my side, it's too late for me to be rare! ”

"Fool, your mouth is getting sweeter! If I were really a ghost, I would have eaten you a long time ago, fool ......" Ling Wushuang smiled with tears, she smiled so happily, so sweetly, "Don't shed tears, why do you shed tears with me, who is a man who sheds tears at every turn." Seeing the tears in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes, he couldn't help but flow down, and Ling Wushuang pouted.

"Where do I have? I'm glad that you told me your secrets, and I'm glad that there is another person in this world who loves you, loves you, and chong you! Gently rubbed his forehead on the person's forehead, and then he rubbed his head lovingly against Ling Wushuang's hair, and said, "Do you know the Dao?" My heart hurts before you tell me your secret! I thought you didn't want me anymore, I thought you had someone hidden in your heart, I was jealous, I was sad, I was sad, but I didn't complain about you. I told myself, you won't want me, you won't want me. Seeing you standing by the lake, your figure is like a cloud in the sky, illusory about to fly away, I'm so worried, so worried, worried that you will disappear out of thin air, so that I will never find you again......" Xuanyuan Mo told Ling Wushuang about the feeling he felt like he was suffering in hell just now.

"You're so stupid! What a big fool! How could I not want you, and how could I leave you? ”

Raising his hand, Ling Wushuang gently wiped the tears from his face for Xuanyuan Mo.

"Then you have to promise me that even if you have the opportunity to return to your world, you won't be able to leave me, okay? If so, if you have to leave, remember to take me with you, or I will die of heartache! Tightening the person in his arms, Xuanyuan Mo spoke very seriously.

"If you don't go, I'll never leave you. If there is an external force that requires us to separate, even if I do my best, I will stay with you, this is my promise to you! Never change! ”

Standing on tiptoe, Ling Wushuang's cherry blossom-like lips were tightly pressed against Xuanyuan Mo's somewhat cold, lotus-scented thin lips, blocking his words.

Soon, Xuanyuan Mo took the lead.

The sweet wen, the loving wen, and the mutual pity ...... wen are performed by the two of them to their heart's content.

Feeling that the person seemed to be unwell, Xuanyuan Mo hurriedly let go of the somewhat red and swollen lip flap that he kissed, and said with a concerned face: "What's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Ling Wushuang smiled: "No, I just felt like I was almost out of breath just now." ”

"Little fool, don't you know how to breathe?" Xuanyuan Mo lovingly took the person back into his arms.

Carrying out their unfinished romance.

The night was dark and the moonlight was silent.

"Are you ready?"