Cheng Mansion, in a boudoir, Tsing Yi sat in front of the window in despair, her delicate and picturesque little face was full of tears, and her eyes looked out of the window blankly, today is the day of Wu Qingxuan's execution, she really wanted to send Wu Qingxuan on the last journey, but Cheng Rusheng forbade her to go to the execution table, and sent someone to watch the gate of Cheng Mansion to prevent her from going out.

"Brother Qingxuan, what should I do, I don't want you to die" Qingyi muttered to himself, two lines of tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, and he lay on the table and cried loudly.

"Your Brother Qingxuan is not dead, he is alive and well now. A slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi was startled and hurriedly looked up when he heard the words, and saw a middle-aged man standing in his room, not even caring about his own safety, hurriedly ran to the middle-aged man's side, and asked anxiously.

"What did you just say? Brother Qing Xuan, is he not dead? Tell me quickly. ”

"You heard it right, that kid named Wu Qingxuan is indeed not dead, someone saved him from the execution table. Seeing that Tsing Yi was so nervous Wu Qingxuan, the middle-aged man nodded lightly.

"You care so much about her, and it's not in vain that boy that I asked me to bring you a letter. ”

"Great, where is Brother Qingxuan? senior, can you take me to see him?" Tsing Yi laughed happily and reached out to wipe the tears on his face, but the more he wiped it, the tears rolled down his eyes.

Looking at Tsing Yi's cute appearance, the middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Okay, since that kid is fine, don't cry, I feel uncomfortable when I look at it, as for taking you to see him, it's impossible, he is a death row prisoner, and now he is wanted, you don't want to harm him." ”

"Okay, senior, you saved Brother Qingxuan, thank you, Tsing Yi. Saying that Tsing Yi was about to kneel, the middle-aged man saw this, raised his arm slightly, and Tsing Yi felt a force to hold himself up.

"You're welcome, since the news has been brought, I'll leave, don't worry that he's fine, I'll take him out of the Holy Soul Dynasty, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to come back in the future." ”

"Is it" Tsing Yi heard this, the smile on his face paused, his eyes dimmed, he held his long skirt tightly, his slender fingers turned pale because of the force, anyone could see Tsing Yi's inner struggle and pain at this time.

"It's okay, Brother Qingxuan will ask his seniors to take care of it. After a long time, Tsing Yi gradually let go of his clenched little hand and smiled reluctantly at the middle-aged man.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him. The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and Tsing Yi's reluctant smile fell into his eyes, which made him feel a sudden pain in his heart, remembering some things in the past, reaching out to cover his chest, and his slightly pale face became even paler.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Tsing Yi said when he saw this.

"It's okay, I'm leaving. The middle-aged man glanced up at Tsing Yi, shook his head, there was a trace of pain in his eyes, and his steps staggered towards the outside of the room.

"Senior, please tell Brother Qingxuan, Tsing Yi is waiting for him, no matter how long it takes. Tsing Yi cried and said, but his words were full of firmness.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his body paused slightly, and after a while, he nodded and walked out of Tsing Yi's room.

After the middle-aged man left, Tsing Yi covered his eyes, turned around and threw himself on his bed, crying sadly, although she was reluctant to Wu Qingxuan, but what can she do, Wu Qingxuan is Emperor Howard's capital crime, and now he has escaped from the execution table, and he is wanted by the whole country, and there is only a dead end if he does not go.

After crying for a long time, Tsing Yi gradually stopped crying, propped up his body, took out a white jade box from the side of the pillow, and gently opened it, revealing the contents inside, which was a wreath made of blue silver grass.

Such a special thing, there is only one point, that is, the rare Tianling warm jade in the world, only a box made of Tianling warm jade, can make anything never deteriorate, such a precious thing, and Tsing Yi is now only used to store the most ordinary garland, which shows how heavy this garland occupies in her heart.

"Brother Qingxuan, when we met for the first time, you did it for me, and Tsing Yi will keep it forever, waiting for you to come to me. ”

After muttering to herself, a trace of perseverance appeared in Tsing Yi's eyes, she gently covered the box in her hand, put it back next to the pillow, got up and looked in the mirror, tidied up her appearance, and walked out of her room.

After walking out of the room, Tsing Yi hesitated for a moment, and then walked straight to his grandfather's room.

At this time, Cheng Rusheng was sitting in front of his desk, looking at a secret report, which recorded everything that happened to Wu Qingxuan's execution, and when he saw that Wu Qingxuan was rescued, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to take care of myself in the future. ”

At this time, Tsing Yi happened to walk into Cheng Rusheng's study, and did not hear Cheng Rusheng's voice clearly, so he asked, "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

"Tsing Yi, you're here, grandpa just wanted to look for you, now you don't have to worry, that kid from the martial arts family was rescued from the execution table, you see what you have become now. Cheng Rusheng looked at the haggard Tsing Yi with some distress.

"Grandpa, I already know. Tsing Yi smiled reluctantly at his grandfather, walked to the other party's side, and reached out to Cheng Rusheng to beat his shoulder, looking not very happy.

"How do you know?" Cheng Rusheng was a little puzzled, turned his head and glanced at Tsing Yi, and found that Tsing Yi was not happy, and hurriedly said: "My little Tsing Yi, what's wrong with you, Qing Xuan's kid is fine, you should be happy, why do you have a bitter face, oh, grandpa knows, I'm worried that I won't be able to see that kid, don't worry, you will still meet if you have a chance in the future." Now I'm a little happier, grandpa looks distressed. ”

"Perhaps, grandpa, I want to ask you for something. Tsing Yi said in a low voice.

"What's the matter? You don't want to go to that kid, since you know he's okay, you must know he's there, no, grandpa can't let you go." ”

Looking at his only granddaughter, Cheng Rusheng was anxious, his two sons died in the war, and now only the only granddaughter in front of him is left, who has always been regarded by him as the pearl of his palm, extremely loved and responsive, but he will not agree to this kind of thing anyway.

Tsing Yi shook his head and said, "Grandpa, no, it's Tsing Yi who wants to cultivate." ”

"Why, didn't you hate cultivation the most before?" Cheng Rusheng looked at his granddaughter a little strangely.

Glancing at Cheng Rusheng, Tsing Yi said: "I used to hate cultivation, but now I suddenly figured it out, I want to be a strong man." ”

Regarding Tsing Yi's thoughts, although Cheng Rusheng was a little puzzled, he still smiled slightly, and said: "You have such an idea, grandpa is very happy, cultivation is not a bad thing, okay, you go to the treasury and choose a mental method yourself, pick whatever you like, just come back and tell me." ”

Tsing Yi smiled reluctantly, and said with a somewhat unnatural face: "Grandpa, I want to cultivate the Ice Heart Technique." ”

"No!" Hearing this, Cheng Rusheng suddenly spoke, what kind of cultivation method is the Ice Heart Technique, he knows best, although it is extremely powerful, but the ancestors of the Cheng family who cultivated this mental method did not break through that level, and in the end they could only watch themselves turn into an ice sculpture.

"Grandpa. Seeing his grandfather's stern look, Tsing Yi hurriedly shook Cheng Rusheng's arm.

Shaking his head, Cheng Rusheng said solemnly: "No matter what soul power method you want to cultivate, I can find it for you, but the Ice Heart Technique can't." ”

"I don't care, I just want to cultivate the Ice Heart Technique. Tsing Yi let go of Cheng Rusheng's arm and pretended to look at his grandfather angrily.

Chen Rusheng sighed: "Tsing Yi, you have to know that cultivating the Ice Heart Technique is to turn one of your hearts into solid ice, and the cold air around your body is released, and I have never been willing to get close to you again, even if you want to become stronger for that kid of the martial arts, you don't need to practice this heart method." ”

"Grandpa," Tsing Yi said coquettishly.

Cheng Rusheng was a little helpless, and said: "I won't agree to let you cultivate the Ice Heart Technique, you don't know the situation of the ancestors of the past dynasties, I don't want you to be like that." ”

Tsing Yi said: "Grandpa, don't worry, with your granddaughter's peerless talent, you will definitely be able to pass that level, you agree." ”

"No, it's not good, I'm still waiting for you to die for me. Cheng Rusheng shook his head, his tone was very firm.

At this time, Tsing Yi was also anxious, and said seriously: "Grandpa, if you don't agree, I'll go to Brother Qingxuan now and go with him, even if you don't let me go now, I will have a chance to slip away in the future." ”

"You" looked at Tsing Yi so seriously, Cheng Rusheng didn't know what to say, his granddaughter seemed weak, but she was very strong and readable, just like his dead father, he made up his mind and would never repent.

"Tsing Yi, have you really thought about it? Cheng Rusheng reluctantly returned to the chair, his old face full of struggle.

Seeing his grandfather so embarrassed, Tsing Yi also felt a little sad, and comforted him: "Grandpa, don't worry, Tsing Yi will be fine, promise me." ”

Glancing up at Tsing Yi, Cheng Rusheng retracted his gaze and fell into deep thought, with a trace of pain in his eyes, Ice Heart, turn his heart into ice, how could he want to see his granddaughter become like that.

After a long time, Cheng Rusheng exhaled deeply and nodded faintly.

"Okay!" After making this decision, Cheng Rusheng seemed to be a teenager in an instant, leaning on the chair weakly, looking at the Tsing Yi in front of him with pity.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Tsing Yi will definitely not be like the ancestors, and he will definitely be able to break through that level. ”

Tsing Yi smiled happily, looking at Cheng Rusheng's eyes, there was a hint of perseverance, although it was impossible for her to go to Wu Qingxuan, but at least she could prevent some of the same things from happening, when she cultivated the Ice Heart Technique, these things would not happen in the future. She could wait for Wu Qingxuan to come to him without interruption, and she firmly believed that the other party would definitely come back to her.

"Brother Qingxuan, forgive me, I can only do this to prevent some things from happening, Tsing Yi believes that you will come back. ”;