Qiao Muyou rarely played a game, although it was not serious, but there was no malice, he returned to the palace early in the morning, and took away Huan'er and Ting'er, as well as Xiao Liang, the purpose is very simple, they are life charms, and by the way, an address sent Qiao Muyu to Xiangnan, and his name is in the world of two people, but in fact, he inspected for him.

Qiao Muyu almost roared at the gate of the palace, and finally returned home after the horse's hooves wandered and wandered.

Didn't they let them go through the two-person world, of course, there was nothing to do, so Qiao Muyu decisively took Ling Siqing to the two-person world, and when his holy decree was like no benefit, he escaped without a trace.

In Shonan, a painting boat is moored in the center of the river, and the simple and elegant beauty on the bow of the boat looks at the distant riverside, with a faint pleasure on her face and a hint of melancholy. At this moment, a cloak was draped over her shoulders, and the handsome man walked to her side and looked into the distance with her.

Ling Siqing smiled: "If we leave everything like this, will the emperor go crazy?" ”

Qiao Muyu smiled, secretly thinking in his heart, he deserved it, but his expression was so calm and waveless, he couldn't see what he was thinking, the corners of his mouth were hooked with a shallow arc, and it was a little meaningful, "Without me, he can't die." ”

"What about the little girl, as well as Huan'er and Ting'er, will he bully them?" Ling Siqing was a little uneasy.

Qiao Muyu sneered, "You are a three-year-old child of the emperor, and you can still bully my child, even if he is three years old, the little boy is older than him, can he bully it." ”

Ling Siqing smiled, this metaphor is really appropriate, is it three years old! It would be nice if it was really three years old, young!

Qiao Muyu gently took her into his arms, his voice was like a drizzle, and he gently knocked on the door that was slightly covered, "Don't care about anyone else now, just enjoy our happy life, and let them envy and hate it." ”

Ling Siqing was lightly stunned, and there was a bright smile in his eyes: "Hehe, it's just right, I've long wanted to swim all over the famous mountains, rivers and deserts in Jinling, but I haven't had a chance. Maybe you're right, you don't need to care about anything, just enjoy the moment. ”

"Thinking so much all at once?" Qiao Muyu teased.

"Why, if you can't think of it, you still talk about me, what do you mean?" Ling Siqing was dissatisfied.

Outside the cabin, Qiao Muyu's smile became deeper and deeper, the corners of his mouth raised more and more, he lowered his head and gently kissed Ling Siqing's forehead, his expression was natural and peaceful, "Why don't you ask Qiao Mufeng for news......

Ling Siqing restrained his smile and said lightly: "Him?" It always reminded Ling Siqing of being deceived and frustrated, so she didn't want to think about it, and then the next moment, she asked again, "How is he?" ”

"He's a smart man, he should find a way to live." Qiao Muyu groaned.

"Yes, he tried to live, but it made me think that you didn't live long, this damn Qiao Mufeng is really boring. If he hadn't taken care of Ting'er and grew up safely, I would ......" The more Ling Siqing thought about it, the more angry he became.

Qiao Muyu sighed softly and said: "He may be unwilling, if it weren't for me and my father secretly arranging and deceiving him to such an extent, he wouldn't hate me to the bone, after all, he didn't send me to see my father, it is also a brotherhood, I am afraid that if I see him again in the future, it should be a vicissitudes of life." ”

Qiao Muyu saw that Ling Siqing fell into silence, and gently held her hand: "Perhaps, this fate should also be concluded." ”

Ling Siqing's black pupils looked at Qiao Muyu's face, smiling slightly, the corners of his mouth were so moving, "Maybe the fate between us has long ended, but I still stubbornly want to hook up, isn't it too much to do it." ”

"No, maybe I'll see him soon." Qiao Muyu said softly, looking into Ling Siqing's clear eyes, his smile became deeper, gently caressing her green silk, and gently curling his lips.

Ling Siqing looked at him, a faint tenderness slowly floated in her heart, she once thought that she could be strong alone, but when she met this very good person, he indulged and willful with her, but he always stayed by his side, and even forgot about life and death, only moved in her heart, and at the same time, she had wondered many times, was she really worth it?

How much did she deserve him?

Qiao Muyu seemed to know what she was thinking, and only said: "How long can I have a wife in the world, I am a very greedy person, I want something that will always belong to me, not an ethereal phantom." ”

Ling Siqing stopped talking and quietly snuggled into Qiao Muyu's arms.

The delicate painting boat went down the river, and when it passed a mountain peak, a man in a gorgeous costume suddenly rushed out of the pavilion. His hair was tossed in the wind, and he stumbled a little, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

It turned out to be them, how did they come!

Qiao Mufeng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but there seemed to be a lot of pain in his heart, and he couldn't say a word, and subconsciously muttered: "Why are you here, come to see my miserable situation now......

Over the past year, Qiao Mufeng has gradually moved away from Jinling, maybe with his departure, some things have gradually returned to their original appearance, the moment he saw Qiao Muyu and Ling Siqing, he found that nothing had changed, time had not left because of anything, the years were still ruthless and indifferent and almost stubborn, they were still, changed in a different state of mind.

Qiao Mufeng looked at the painting boat that was walking away, a painful look flashed at the corner of his eyebrows, and every time he did this, his heart was like a knife.

Is this the price of his life against the sky, because after taking the silkworm Gu of the Western Regions, although he survived with a weak life, he couldn't avoid this kind of death, and it was a painful death, he never said this, he stubbornly thought that he could repay his hatred, but it turned out that his hatred was so shallow, so shallow that a child's smile easily dispelled him.

He asked the man, "What do you live for?"

The man said: To live, just to live, there is no point in the slightest.

He didn't understand very well, but he still experienced this kind of life little by little, he sent that person away, but he didn't call out Ling Siqing's child, but raised it himself, and Ling Siqing never knew that there was such a person in her life, who worked hard for kindness, he didn't ask that person's name, maybe he wouldn't want to see it in the future.

They were never friends, but at that moment, they were so close to each other's souls.

Qiao Mufeng knew that that person had finally found Qiao Muyu and told all the stories about himself, including sending them a message, but what did it matter, at least at this moment, life still had no intersection.