But the sun rises, the flowers bloom in the court, and the fragrance is splashing.

A little petal fell from the treetops, sprinkled with water, perhaps no one took care of it, but the branches were more and more luxuriant, and the path was paved with a thick layer, which could not bear to be stepped on.

Qingqing suddenly wanted to go back to Qingling, the prince's mansion was very large and very good, and there was no turbidity in the world that the old man said.

She was also comfortable here, but she was still crazy about wanting to go back, and Qingling seemed to have something great waiting for her.

Such thoughts planted seeds in my heart, gradually grew up, and became more and more intense.

These days, he didn't dream of Lu Shen anymore, he said that he would only appear when he was going to die.

However, the Xun prisoner comes every day, and he can always bring some strange things, and the son seems to acquiesce in the dereliction of duty of the Xun prisoner.

The prisoner came with pastries, and he saw Qingqing lying on the stone table from afar, dotted with a layer of flying petals.

He knew that Qingqing had not fallen asleep, and Qingqing had not fallen asleep recently.

The doctor also came to see it, talked a lot, and prescribed medicine. Xun prisoner also looked for a soothing incense, but Qingqing still couldn't sleep.

As if she was terminally ill, Qingqing didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but the nervous appearance of the prisoner made her a little afraid.

Childe also came to see it once, but it was just that Xun prisoner made a big fuss.

But the prisoner still subconsciously slowed down his steps, and the name that had been called many times choked in his throat, unable to spit out and swallow.

Qingqing raised her head and looked at the prisoner, "Why don't you sit down when you come." ”

The prisoner grinned toothily and leaned on the table like Qingqing, "Is Qingqing homesick?" ”

Qingqing thought for a while and replied seriously word by word, "If the master is not here, then it is not home." ”

For some reason, Qingqing saw the prisoner's smile suddenly stiffened, but she was a little sad, "Qingqing, this is your home." ”

Qingqing turned her head, no, this is not her home. The master said that he had no home, and he was destined to hide and hide.

"Childe is ready to leave for Qingdu, he said that he is not at ease to leave you alone in Kyoto, so you can go with us."

He tried to be as careful as he spoke, not wanting Qingqing to notice anything else.

Shen Zijiao took her not only because of the trust of the deceased, but also because Qingqing could relieve the poison of the wilderness.

The poison of the wilderness was originally extracted from the mucus secreted by the demon beasts, and the people who came back this time to assassinate them were thinking of death, so naturally they couldn't find out anything.

But it's not difficult to guess about the royal matter, it's just that the people in the palace are worried that the return of the prince will be a change, so they can't help but move.

In fact, Shen Zijiao and Qingqing are the same, destined to hide everywhere, but he is much luckier than Qingqing, he remembers everything.

Qingqing blinked, "But isn't Childe afraid of death?" ”

Perhaps he didn't expect Qingqing to say such a thing, Xun Prisoner frowned slightly, but still said: "No, Gongzi is a man of God, and he will not die." ”

There are no gods in the world, and in the eyes of Xun prisoners, Shen Zijiao has become a new god.

"Even if you don't die, won't you be afraid?"

Is Childe afraid of death? Xun prisoner didn't know.

He only knew that Childe would always be the bravest one, as if he was a natural warrior, and nothing could hurt him.

Before he could answer, Qingqing continued to ask, "Are you afraid of death?" Both Master and Childe have said that we are all going to die. ”

Xun Prisoner looked at the indifferent Qingqing, the look in his eyes was a little complicated, he seemed to feel that the words life and death should not come out of Qingqing's mouth.

He suddenly felt a little sorry for the person in front of him, maybe it was the inexplicable death of the old man that really frightened her, maybe it was the indifference of the son that day that shocked her, or maybe it was the upheaval along the way......

He raised his hand to cover Qingqing's head, "It's okay, none of us will die, you will live better than anyone else." ”

What he said was sincere, and his eyes were facing each other, and Qingqing suddenly had some doubts.

She had heard the heartbeats of many people, and Master's heartbeats were steady and powerful, like a war drum beating in the night.

Childe's heartbeat is also the same, Zhuyou's is slightly weaker, but it also bursts out with dazzling vitality.

But Xun prisoner didn't, Qingqing didn't hear it for so many days, as if he was born without a heartbeat.

Qingqing covered her heart, and suddenly wanted to ask.

"Ahem, ahem."

A deliberate cough came from the gate of the courtyard, it was Zhu You, who was dressed in a black robe with narrow sleeves, and his face was not good-looking.

He glanced at the prisoner coldly, and turned around to leave.

The chill in his eyes was almost overflowing, and Qingqing could keenly sense that Zhuyou didn't like her, or even rejected her.

But she obviously didn't do anything, so where did that inexplicable malice come from?

Xun Prisoner hurriedly withdrew his hand, and he smiled apologetically at Qingqing, "You wait a minute." ”

He walked out with a somewhat flustered step, catching up with Zhuyou's figure, and the prisoner looked a little uncomfortable, as if he had been hit by someone and something embarrassing.

Qingqing retracted her gaze, and thought of the old face of the master and the broken ferry.

Zhu You looked at the person in front of him indifferently, and he didn't know what to think, but he dropped a loud slap in the face.

"Bastard!"

He was slapped firmly, but the prisoner's figure did not move, he only frowned slightly, "Big brother, I don't know what I did wrong." ”

Zhu You was speechless for a while, "Idiot, this Ye Qingqing's origin is unknown, how can you be so close!" ”

The Xun prisoner suddenly lost his temper, as if he wanted to prove something urgently, "Qingqing is not a person of unknown origin, she is Qingling's ferrywoman!" ”

"Then you go to check whether Qingling or Qingdu has her household registration?"

"There will always be, didn't the son also say that Qingqing is the daughter of the deceased?"

Zhu You felt a sigh of relief in his heart, looking at the stupid younger brother, he gritted his teeth with hatred, "If the son really thinks of the love of the old man, why take her back to the Qingdu?" We don't have to guess Childe's thoughts, in short, until her identity is unknown, I won't allow you to be close to her again! ”

He wanted to say that this Ye Qingqing was close to the son as close to him, but such words may not be too cruel for the prisoner.

The prisoner still looked at him stubbornly, as if he had made up his mind.

"In any case, I was ordered by Gongzi to protect Qingqing, and I was just doing what I had to do."

"You!"

"Big brother, I know what I'm doing."

Zhu You's temples jumped suddenly, "Don't hit the south wall and regret it again!" ”

Xun prisoner still returned to the courtyard where Qingqing lived, he had not yet said when he would leave, and many small things had not been explained.

But standing in front of the door, these feet were unwilling to go any further, and he still listened to Zhu You's words, and he felt melancholy.

After hesitating for a long time, he waited until Shen'er came back.

Zhuyou told Shen'er these things, Qingqing didn't understand anything, and she still had to be helped.

Shen Zijiao didn't sleep peacefully the night before leaving, and many past events gushed out one by one, pulling at his broken body as if it was about to tear apart.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his originally dark eyes were shining with a strange golden yellow at this time, with an inexplicable coercion.

He scanned the room with his golden eyes, and it quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

It seems that in this quiet night, something is trembling slightly.

He got up and came to Qingqing's courtyard alone, and at a glance he saw the prisoner lying on the guard in the courtyard.

He has always been very obedient, and he is even more concerned about Qingqing's affairs.

Shen Sui waved his sleeves slightly, and the prisoner over there fell asleep, and he walked into Qingqing's room with slow steps.

Qingqing didn't fall asleep, but just looked at Shen Sui who pushed the door in, "Childe? ”

Shen Sui smiled, "Go out for a walk with me." ”

The streets of Qingyang, Kyoto are very complicated, and they are all the same in the eyes of Qingqing.

Shen'er often says that Qingyang is the most lively place, everything you want is here, everything you have seen and what you haven't seen is here.

But what Qingqing wants is not here, and it will not be here, but Qingqing doesn't know what she wants.

It's just that since the master disappeared, a lot of strange things have poured into Qingqing's mind, chaotic, and she can't touch or see clearly.

As if they had suddenly lost control, these things, like Lu Shen, ran out while the master was away.

The more you go to a strange place, the more lonely it becomes, revealing the essence of darkness.

Quiet, pitch black, lifeless.

There was no trace of the empty street, Qingqing stared at the back of the son quietly, and followed without saying a word.

The cold moonlight was reflected on the mottled bluestone slabs, and suddenly it began to rain heavily.

Childe suddenly stopped, and in an instant, the place with Childe as the center of the circle almost cut off all sound and light.

Even if it's pouring rain around you, you can't feel it or hear it.

Shen Zijiao turned his body unhurriedly, and he stretched out his hand towards Qingqing, extremely gentle.

"Qingqing, do you remember, your past?"

Qingqing suddenly covered the position of her heart, as if it was burned by the fire, and there were noisy footsteps in all directions, but all the footsteps were desperately fleeing.

Shen Zijiao slowly approached, and Qing Qing felt that everything in front of him was distorted in an instant.

The icy rain began to pour in from all directions, flowing calmly along the ground, and a staircase appeared in the darkness, and there was no bottom in sight.

The rainwater turned into a cascade of small waterfalls on the steps.

Qingqing felt that she heard some voices, with some fear, a whimper of fear in the face of death from the depths of the earth.

"Don't, I don't want to go back, I don't want it!"

It seemed that some painful memories had been punctured, and those pains came like a tide flooding the reef, and Qingqing instinctively resisted the darkness in front of her.

She felt her body fall deeper and deeper in the darkness, and suddenly a pair of hands reached out of the darkness and pulled herself out.

She didn't like Shen Zijiao, Shen Zijiao let herself face pain, and Master was never willing to do so.

The master is his relative, but Shen Zijiao is not.