Qi Wan was nine years old when he met Yuanhe Daochang.

Now, exactly eleven years have passed.

The Taoist of Yuanhe called her Eleven.

Eleven years later, there is no late or eleven in this world.

Some fates are probably doomed from the beginning.

Walking out of the main hall, on the way to the Yuezhong Pavilion, Xie Ziling didn't know how long he had been waiting, and when he saw that Yuanhe Daoist and Qingqi finally came out, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly stepped forward.

"Xie Ziling has seen Yuanhe Daoist, I have a few words I want to ......" Xie Ziling glanced at the green tree leaning on the back of the big tiger and chewing the dog's tail grass, tangled for a moment, and said: "I have a few words I want to say to the county lord, I don't know if it's convenient?" ”

"This palace is going to have lunch, this son, if you are okay, let it go, this palace hates to have people who don't have long eyes blocking the way." Qing Qi squinted his eyes and didn't even turn his head sideways, obviously very uninterested in Xie Ziling.

Xie Ziling looked at her stunned, his heart beating a little fast.

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but what came to mind was the Yunguangtai on August 15, Qi Wan held a bloody heart, and then turned around and jumped off the picture of the Yunguangtai.

The girl in front of her is bright and flamboyant, and there is almost no resemblance to Qi Wan except for her somewhat similar face.

Even if she will be distracted at first sight, as soon as she speaks, she will completely expose the difference between the two.

But he just followed the demon and quietly followed her and waited here, wanting to see her and say something.

I forgot what to say again.

Aoki sat up and turned to look at him.

Sensing her gaze, Xie Ziling suddenly became nervous.

He didn't know why, staring at her, there was a burning heat on his face.

"Get out of here."

Qing Qi tore off the dog tail grass he was biting, pinched it in his hand and snapped his fingers, and the dog tail grass brushed Xie Ziling's face and slashed over, cutting off a strand of his hair.

"The next time you block the road like this, it's not a few hairs that will break, it's the head on your neck."

Xie Ziling stayed in place until he saw Qingqi walking away, he raised his hand as if he was coming back to his senses, touched his wiped face, and felt a light red that was bruised.

He looked at his fingertips in distraction, it wasn't her, it wasn't her.

Qi Wan never hurts anyone, she is a person who will carefully heal even the sparrows in the yard.

He is the same age as Qi Rongyu, two years older than Qi Wan and Ning Fengxu, the little marquis of Ning'an Houfu, and they have grown up together since childhood, and their relationship is the most intimate.

Later, after Qi Mingyue came back, they pitied the weak girl and suffered too much, and they resented Qi Wan's biological parents, but Qi Wan didn't even apologize, making them feel as if they were looking at the wrong person.

felt that Qi Wan should compensate Qi Mingyue, after all, Qi Mingyue was so weak and pitiful.

But Qi Wan died.

Still dead like that.

None of them could forget the scene of that day, forget that bloody heart, as if laughing at their hypocritical feelings.

Then after a long time, he found out that he couldn't accept that Qi Wan was dead.

……

After the chief of Yuanhe Dao sent the green tree to the Yuezhong Pavilion, he left.

At the moment of Shen Shi, Qingshu sat in the stands of the Yuezhong Pavilion.

The Moon Pavilion is a crescent-shaped martial arts platform, surrounded by a round attic stand, so it is called the Moon Pavilion.

Qingshu sat in the middle position, and at this time, on the competition platform, he had been carried into an iron cage, and a beggar with his head covered was locked in the cage.

Qingqi stood in front of the railing and patted the big tiger beside him: "King, up!" ”

The figure of perdition jumped, from the stands that were three or four meters long, jumped down, and landed firmly on the competition platform.

The grandstand in the middle of the attic was the highest, on the third floor, and there were two more floors on either side, all of which were crowded with people at this time.

Qi Mingyue and Qi Rongyu were on the second floor.

Lian Jinchen led people to look at Qingshu on the third floor.

Qingqi lay on the railing excitedly, stretched out half of her body, and shouted at Perdition: "King, go and open the cage and drag your little snack out!" ”

Perdition, as if he could fully understand her words, walked to the iron cage with vigorous steps, raised his paw to open the cage, and then hooked his paw on the beggar's clothes and dragged the beggar out of the cage.

"Well done! King, take off his hood, if he can intercede with Bengong today, Bengong can let him go depending on his mood! ”

Perdition obediently ripped off the beggar's hood.

The beggar's thin face was exposed to the sun.

He was blind in one eye, and the bright light of the afternoon made him uncomfortably raise his arm to block it.

He still has chains on his hands, but his face and hair should have been washed, and surprisingly, this beggar's facial features are unexpectedly handsome, even if he is blind in one eye, he can see that he has a good bearing.

Qi Mingyue on the second floor was dazzled by that face, and she almost couldn't stand steady, she grabbed Qi Rongyu's arm, and her voice trembled a little, "It's him, second brother, what should I do, it's him......"

Qi Rongyu also frowned, he didn't expect that this Qingqi County Lord, who looked very similar to Wanwan, would really be so ridiculous.

It's incredible.

He patted Qi Mingyue's back and whispered to reassure: "Don't worry, isn't he unable to speak?" He's crazy, and he's probably going to die soon. ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the beggar looking at Qingshu and gesturing with both hands.

"So you can't speak," Qingjun's slightly distressed voice came, "so what can I do?" If you can't speak, you can't please this palace, so why did this palace let you go? ”

"Isn't that fun?"

She walked to the beggar's side, stood behind him, grabbed his wrist, raised his hand and drew a circle on the stands, and suddenly said excitedly,

"Why don't you do that? You order someone here and ask him to intercede for you, ask for a good one, and the palace will let you go! ”

"If you don't ask for it, this palace will feed you to the tiger together!"

"Isn't it fun, you say?"

"Quick, click on who's who, the number of this palace is three, two, one!"

She let go of the beggar's hand and looked against the light at the dense crowd in the stands.

The beggar's hand was raised, pointing to the stands.

The stands were as silent as death, and I never expected this imperial concubine to be so ridiculous.

Qi Mingyue's face turned pale and pale.

The green tree then raised three fingers,

"Three!"

"Two!"