"Okay, Ah Zhi and Xiao Ge'er tell me if they are tired." After his mother went, Xuanyuan Jue suddenly felt a heavier and heavier burden on his body.

He knew his father's character, and his mother was gone...... Alas......

"Brother, I'm not tired, I want to accompany my mother." Ling Jingyuan was also very good to him, although most of the reason was because of his brother, but he was still very grateful to Ling Jingyuan for making him feel like a mother.

"I'm not tired." After thinking about it so much, the consequence of Brother Ben is that she can't get out.

It hurts so much that no matter how long it takes, the thorn in the heart can't be ignored.

"Okay." Xuanyuan only said this, and then never spoke again.

He was so tired, so tired, his mother, who was smiling at himself a few days ago, was now lying in a cold coffin.

No one, no one can love themselves so passionately, no one stands in front of them without hesitation to vent their anger...... Without.

On that day, the snow in Chang'an was particularly heavy, and the wind was crying fiercely, which was very scary.

The day of Ling Jingyuan's burial was a sunny day, as if God also knew that Ling Jingyuan was very bitter during her lifetime, so when she was allowed to leave, she was full of sunshine.

Xuanyuan Jue and Xuanyuan An have already lost weight in a few days, and their faces are withered, like people who are dying soon.

It's not much better off from the song. She has been thinking about her father and brother repeatedly in the past few days, and her heart is a little numb.

Ling Jingyuan died very suddenly, and suddenly it was not until a day after Ling Jingyuan's death that Xuanyuan Qi realized that the person he loved deeply after following him for so many years did not even have a place to stay after death.

Xuanyuan Qi forcibly summoned a group of craftsmen and homeless people and asked them to build a mausoleum in two days.

They were not allowed to sleep or rest, and in two days, no less than 100 people were killed by exhaustion.

When Lige heard this, his already painful numb heart became even more numb, and he almost fainted without taking a breath.

Two days is still not enough, no matter how you rush, it is not enough, Xuanyuan Qi has no choice, and he left Ling Jingyuan for two more days.

The mausoleum was finally expelled on the fourth day, with more than 200 dead and wounded.

What made Lige even more suffocating was that Xuanyuan Qi ordered that all the dead and injured be buried as companions, and accompany Ling Jingyuan to the bottom.

If it weren't for Lige's diligent martial arts practice and how to hide her emotions from Yi Su, she would really faint.

She couldn't help it, she couldn't act rashly, she could only stand in front of Ling Jingyuan's mausoleum, listen to the wailing from the mausoleum, and beg for mercy.

"Little Ge'er, little Ge'er." Xuanyuan Jue was dressed in white, hugged Lige from behind, and choked up: "Little Ge'er, I will never have a mother again." Whining. ”

"Don't cry, don't cry, never cry." As she spoke, Lige didn't hold back her emotions, she also choked up, she didn't have a mother anymore, she didn't seem to be able to protect her people.

"Little Ge'er......" Xuanyuan lowered his head and buried himself in Lige's neck, crying like a child.

"Don't cry, don't cry ......" In the end, it was almost a breath sound, and she couldn't cry herself.

"Little Song." Xuanyuan Jue let go of Lige, walked in front of Lige, and hugged Lige again from the front.

Later, Xuanyuan Jue and Lige didn't coax anyone, and the two of them vented their emotions.

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"Xiao Ge'er, I'm going to see Ah Zhi." After calming down, Xuanyuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled reluctantly.

"Okay." Lige cried so much that he almost couldn't speak.

"Okay." Xuanyuan Jue also wiped the tears left on his face for Lige, and hugged Lige: "Little Ge'er, rest for a while, sleep for a while." ”

He can't promise to be back right away, sleep for a while, he'll be back.

"Okay." Leaving the song, he obediently lay on the bed.

"Good." Xuanyuan Jue tucked the quilt for Lige and kissed her forehead: "I'm leaving, sleep." ”

"Hmm." Lige rubbed the pillow and smiled at Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan Jue and Xuanyuan An are very close.

Before he could go in, Xuanyuan Jue heard Xuanyuan An's small sobs.

"Ah Zhi." Xuanyuan Jue knocked lightly on Xuanyuan An's door.

After a while, I heard the hoarse voice of the little boy: "Well, brother come in." ”

When Xuanyuan Jue entered the door, he saw Xuanyuan An's red eyes crying, and he looked like he was trying hard to endure it, but there was still something shiny in his eyes.

"Ah Zhi, stop crying." Xuanyuan Jue quickly walked to Xuanyuan'an's side and touched Xuanyuan'an's head.

"Woooooooooo......oo Brother...... The elder brother ......, "The crying of young people is different from Xuanyuan's forbearance crying, he is presumptuous, maybe the world is always full of tolerance for children."

And an "adult" like Xuanyuan Jue can only lick his wounds secretly in the corner in the dead of night, hoping that the wounds will heal quickly.

In the early morning of the second day, he could only be the one who stood up to the sky and was extremely strong.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Ah Zhi won't cry Ah Zhi ......" halfway through the coaxing, Xuanyuan Jue suddenly felt that this sentence was too ironic, and he couldn't help it, don't say that Ah Zhi is a child, he turned a corner, and only said: "There is still a brother, A Zhi still has a brother." ”

"Brother...... Woowoo...... Brother, Ah Zhi is so uncomfortable, woo woo. Xuanyuan An buried his head in Xuanyuan's body, whimpering and crying.

is not only crying about Ling Jingyuan's death, but also crying about his feelings for Xuanyuan Jue, crying that he has suppressed his thoughts for a long, long time.

He knows that the world is ashamed, but ...... But he really couldn't control himself.

"Ah Zhi is good, Ah Zhi, there is a brother here, Ah Zhi." Xuanyuan Jue patted Xuanyuan An's back and coaxed one by one.

"Brother......" The little boy's physical strength is still limited, and he has been tossing for so long, he has long been exhausted, and he didn't cry for long, so he leaned heavily on Xuanyuan Jue and fell asleep.

Xuanyuan Jue carried him to the bed and tucked the quilt for Xuanyuan.

Then walked out.

Xuanyuan never knew that as soon as he went out, Xuanyuanan, who had just fallen asleep, opened his eyes.

My brother is too tired to let him continue to be tired, otherwise he will not be able to bear it.

PS: When it is said that there is no righteousness to be angry, that is, that love and maternal love are not the same thing, and maternal love is selfless and great...... Harm...... You can understand, you can, you can.

Treasures, remember to distinguish oh, I have some sentences, pure irony.

For example, the woman who is deeply in love. Xuanyuan Qi is a scumbag!! Actually, Ling Jingyuan is not ...... Such a nice man.

I'll get to that later.

If you ask why Lige didn't save her, she couldn't save it, even if she was the crown princess now, she couldn't mention it, Xuanyuan Qi was a psychopath, and he didn't care if Lige was the person his son loved, and the frontier was undecided, Zhao Changkong couldn't come back at all, and once he came and went, the country was long gone.

It's another day when I don't want to update, and sure enough, the novels written by others are the most fragrant, hey, hey,