Chapter Ninety-Seven: The National Teacher (3)

Qin Bo left Qin Yi's room, Qin Yi looked at himself in the mirror, and Qin Bo's words were still echoing in his mind.

"I haven't seen her for more than half a year, maybe she has forgotten it and found a new person who is exactly the same together!"

Now a completely unfamiliar face, he once asked Mu Qiqi, saying that she was the face she fell in love with him, this is completely different, he can no longer find a similar appearance to Yunyi, why is there still a little panic in his heart.

I'm afraid that Mu Qiqi will really find someone who looks exactly like Yun Yi to be with again, she actually doesn't care if she's with anyone, as long as that person is the same as Yun Yi, it doesn't matter if it's Qin Yi or not.

Every time he thought of this, Qin Yi felt unbearable heartache. He's just a substitute.

Where has Mu Qiqi gone in the past half a year? She really didn't come to him once, I don't know if she went back to the wooden door? Did she see Yan Zifei? Did you see the letter he left for her in the room?

Yes, he didn't hold back.

He told himself again and again not to think about Mu Qiqi, but he was always in a daze occasionally, and his thoughts drifted to the past, especially now that his memory is not good, he is often in a daze.

Or staring at the table in the small courtyard for a long time, he broke his finger, and Mu Qiqi treated.

Or stared at the herbs in the small courtyard for a long time, thinking that Mu Qiqi had been poisoned.

The small courtyard, as far as the eye can see, is full of memories. Pile by pile, all pain.

Yan Zifei is still at the wooden gate, he wants to go to the wooden door!

......

"Ahh As a teacher, she should be elegant!

"Your spiritual power has been basically absorbed by the fetus, and now it is completely to help you detoxify yourself, which must be more painful than before! ”

In the summer, Mu Qiqi finished pricking the needle, put away the needle bag, "There are still more than ten days to give birth, you should be careful recently, over there in the realm of Qingqiu, don't go to class." ”

"How can it be done, they haven't learned it yet, I don't have any spiritual power in the future, and I don't know when I will recover, so I can't teach them. ”

"What's the matter, don't you teach well now, when you give birth, it's the same. After all this time, it's time to get some rest. ”

"It's not good for you to serve, and those children, so cute, I don't want them to be captured by the monks!"

Mu Qiqi touched his bulging belly, he was no longer as delicate as before, and his face was gentle and delicate.

Looking at Mu Qiqi in the summer, she has really become a lot better, in the past half a year, Mu Qiqi really didn't sneak out, didn't say Qin Yi, and taught the little fox seriously, she did everything she said.

did not disturb Qin Yi, did not live up to his trust, and did not slack off on his responsibilities. Teaching and parenting, only in this, the love of children is long, and they are dull and plain. Summer is so strange if it is an opening.

"It's not bad for you these days, these days, I often say that I want to come to Qingqiu-"

"I didn't agree, I-"

"Let them come, after all this time, I'm sure they won't hurt Yun'er and them. ”

Summer didn't make any effort to make himself feel as if he was busy with something in his hands, and let himself naturally say the next sentence, "And you have a baby here, you don't want to leave, when the time comes, you can go with them!"

I don't want to show a trace of reluctance or nostalgia, which is not good for Mu Qiqi. Because Mu Qiqi's children don't need a father. Mu Qiqi also doesn't need a superfluous lover.

There is nothing here that Mu Qiqi is nostalgic for.