Since Xiao Yichen returned to Beijing and told Huo Ting, the Marquis of Zhenyuan, that his wife and children were still alive, he was entangled by Huo Ting.

"Your Highness, why do you know that Qingyu is still alive? Have you ever seen them? Where are they? "As long as he sees Xiao Yichen, Huo Ting will ask three times.

Xiao Yichen, who asked, regretted it a little, why didn't he find Uncle Huo so difficult before?

"Uncle Huo, I promised Aunt Qing, I can only tell you that their mother and son are still alive, and I have nothing else to say." Xiao Yichen stuck to the bottom line and resolutely did not give Huo Ting any chance to investigate.

"Your Highness, you also know how many years I have been looking for Qingyu, so you should treat it as Uncle Quan Huo, you take me to find them." Huo Ting's voice had a pleading meaning, which Xiao Yichen had never seen in Huo Ting.

The dignified and famous Marquis of Zhenyuan, for the sake of his wife and children, he doesn't want any face, he just wants to be able to see him.

Huo Ting's thoughts, Xiao Yichen didn't know, but he definitely couldn't compromise: "Uncle Huo, believe me, if I really take you to see Aunt Qing and them, I will definitely never see them again in the future." ”

"You know Aunt Qing's temperament best, she will definitely be able to do it."

In a word, Huo Ting's enthusiasm was completely extinguished.

Yes, Qingyu used to be a character who would rather bend than bend, but he didn't expect God to harm him so much, and finally Qingyu led his son to the capital to find him, but he didn't even meet him, and let her see Aunt Mei.

It's that he's bad, it's that he betrayed their feelings, and he deserves to be disgusted by Qingyu.

"Uncle Huo...... "Did he speak a little heavily?" Seeing that Huo Ting seemed to be several years old all of a sudden, Xiao Yichen was a little worried.

Huo Ting waved his hand, as if he had figured it out, and took a deep breath: "Your Highness, what you said is right, if Qingyu knows that you have betrayed your promise and led me there." I believe that with her nature, she will never appear again, so that no one can find it. ”

"Blame me...... It's all my fault......"

With a tall and lonely back, Huo Ting muttered and walked away. Xiao Yichen suddenly remembered Jingyi in the valley, I don't know how he is doing now, if Uncle Huo sees Jingyi, he must be very happy to have such a handsome son.

In the courtyard of Grandpa Bai in the depths of the valley, the dark night sky was lined with stars, and the woman with a beautiful posture at the stone table sat in front of the stone table, picking up the tea cup on the table and taking a sip.

"Your old man asked me to come here so late, but what's the matter?" The woman's smooth and fair face gradually became clear under the moonlight, and it was Jingyi's mother Fu Qingyu.

Grandpa Bai sat opposite in a robe, his expression a little serious: "Have you ever thought about taking Jingyi out of the valley?" ”

I didn't expect Grandpa Bai to ask such a question, Fu Qingyu was stunned, and then shook his head: "No, I may have thought about it three years ago, but now I ...... it."

The scene in the capital has made her completely dead, whether the man is alive or dead, it has nothing to do with her, now she just needs to take care of Jingyi.

Grandpa Bai looked at Fu Qingyu's expression and knew that she had made up her mind, so he couldn't help but sigh: "Creation makes people, although you don't want to be involved in right and wrong, there is a certain number in everything." There are some things that you can't hide. ”

Feeling that Grandpa Bai had something to say, Fu Qingyu asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"To tell you the truth, I divined a hexagram for Jingyi a few days ago." Grandpa Bai was halfway through his words, and Fu Qingyu asked a little nervously: "But what's wrong?" ”

Jingyi is her lifeline, and no one is allowed to hurt her, not even God!

Grandpa Bai shook his head, signaled Fu Qingyu to be calm, and continued: "Jingyi's fate is not in the valley, but outside. ”

"Her life is strange, she is not a mortal, and there will be great changes in the outside world."

Hearing that Jingyi had nothing to do, Fu Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of tea, and said indifferently: "I don't know if Jingyi has made any great achievements, I don't need her to make contributions and win fame, as long as she lives happily." ”

She is not an ambitious mother, and hearing that her children have great creations does not make her happy, but worries more, after all, the so-called great creations must be things that have to endure hardships and survive in danger.

Even if she died, she couldn't bear to take the risk of Jingyi.

"No, no. Not everything is as you wish. Grandpa Bai looked at Fu Qingyu, and there was worry in his eyes: "I secretly checked Jingyi's pulse ......"

Fu Qingyu's heart was tight again, could it be ......

Looking at Fu Qingyu's anxious eyes, Grandpa Bai nodded: "The toxins in her body can't be suppressed." ”

"How so!" Fu Qingyu couldn't be calm anymore, suddenly got up, touched the tea cup on the table to the ground, and shattered it.

Grandpa Bai can only say that everything is certain, and God's will is like this, and it can't be changed artificially.

"Most of the strange poison that Jingyi brought from her mother's womb has been cleaned up, but the residual poison has not been removed, and it has been suppressed by various methods over the years, but now it seems that after all, it is only delaying time, and treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

But Jingyi ...... she "She is alive and kicking every day, and there is nothing unusual, and the second half of the words made Fu Qingyu swallow it raw.

"That's right, Jing Yi has no symptoms now, but if she doesn't clear the residual poison in time, she will definitely not live to seventeen." A distressed look appeared in the eyes of Grandpa Bai.

He loves Jingyi no less than anyone else, and even values it more. Jingyi is the only heir to the mantle he recognizes, and she is also the child he loves as his own granddaughter.

As if the strength of his body had been drained, Fu Qingyu sat down on the stone bench, and his body trembled uncontrollably: "Impossible...... No way...... My scenery ......"

She was only sixteen years old, and she still had a good year to go......

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight came out, bathing the flowers and plants in the valley in the morning light, Jingyi woke up from a deep sleep and heard the sound of squirming next door.

"Mother?" Jing Yi rubbed her eyes and went to the next room, and saw Fu Qingyu packing up her baggage, so she called softly.

I slept too late last night, and I have developed the habit of getting up early for many years, and Jing Yi's sleepy eyes can hardly be opened.

"Jingyi, awake?" Hearing Jingyi's voice, Fu Qingyu looked back and saw her tired appearance, and walked over with some distress.

"Why is your face so bad? Didn't sleep well last night? ”

Speaking of last night, Jingyi looked at her mother with a little weakness, and she responded hesitantly, her mother's face today is not very good-looking, there is a faint shadow under her eyes, and she didn't sleep well last night.

Looking sideways at the cloth burden on the bed, Jingyi asked, "Mother, what are you doing?" ”

Following Jingyi's gaze, she barely slept last night, and decided to do what Grandpa Bai said.

"Jingyi, you also go clean up, let's go to the capital."