Chapter 887: Rotting Grass as Fireflies (8)

The carriage came to a halt as it approached the royal palace.

Fei Ye opened the curtain and was about to go out, when he suddenly turned around and asked where Wen Cha lived.

Wen Cha stretched out his hand and pointed to a courtyard not far away, and without saying a word, he grabbed her by the collar, pulled her out of the carriage, climbed straight onto the nearest roof, and headed in that direction.

His steps were fast, he landed on the roof with almost no sound, and walked a long way in three or two clicks.

"Why are you asking me where I live? Are you going to send me home? Wen Cha stared at the side of his face, not thinking that he would suddenly be so kind.

Fei Ye grabbed her fingers tightly, "Shut up." ”

Wen Cha closed his mouth and looked at the hand that was holding him with his eyes, his hand was very beautiful, it was the kind of fair and clean, soft and delicate beauty, if he didn't know that he was a man, Wen Cha would think he was a girl.

After all, this kind of hand looks better than a girl, which can be called a pervert.

This person should be born very noble, and she can't smell the special breath on his body, this special aura is unique to foreign races, such as the charm fragrance on the Meizu, the voice of the mermaid clan, and the demon of the water demon, all of which can be obtained through observation, but Fei Ye is very special.

He didn't look like the others.

Wen Cha felt a little curious, and if she was curious, she had to start the chatter mode.

"I heard from other sisters last night that you are the owner of the workshop, is the owner of the workshop a very powerful person?"

The corner of Feiye's forehead twitched: "What's the matter with you?"

"Curious," Wen Cha laughed and asked again, "The other sisters are all of different races, so are you also of different races?"

Fei Ye was too lazy to deal with this boring question, and jumped directly from one roof to another, faster than the wind, almost making the warm tea deformed.

Wen Cha endured the collapse of his body and continued to chatter: "What kind of alien race are you?" Why do you want to stay in the fang, do the rest of your people look so good? ”

"And fireflies, carving insect skills, can you teach me? I really, really want to learn! ”

"Shut up!" Fei Ye couldn't bear to scold her, "I don't want to talk now, don't mess with me." ”

"Oh." Wen Cha nodded obediently, and his fingers slowly climbed the back of his hand, "But, I want to speak." ”

When the icy temperature touched the back of his hand, Fei Ye almost threw the warm tea out and fell to his death.

"Don't move!" He was rarely angry, and directly twisted Wen Cha's neck and separated the handle.

Wen Cha's waist twisted, turned into a ball of aura and dissipated from his hand, and landed in mid-air to reunite, looking at him with a smile, his eyes innocent and pure, "I'm still a child, can't you be gentle?" What are you doing so violently? ”

Child? Fei Ye stepped forward and grabbed her by the collar and scoffed at her words.

Kyushu human women, by the age of fifteen or sixteen, can get married, like Wen Cha, a girl who is full of anger and kills countless people, how can she be like a child? When you say it, you are not afraid of being laughed out of your big teeth.

"Of course I'm a child in front of you aliens." Wen Cha blinked his eyes and said very seriously: "You alien races, any one of you is a few rounds older than me, even that sister of the Yu clan, who is also many years older than me, of course I am a child in front of you."

Non-Night: "......"

"And that mermaid sister, I heard that she is hundreds of years old, but I am only a teenager, not a fraction of her age, don't you think I'm too young?"

"Shut up!" Fei Ye can't listen to it, Nanyin is hundreds of years old, he is older than Nanyin, isn't he an old man?

"I'm not wrong."

"I'll keep your mouth shut!"

"I ......" Wen Cha don't stop talking, don't continue to stimulate him, just stop talking.

I didn't have a headache at night, and I didn't want to discuss my age with her here, so I dragged her and jumped directly into the courtyard of Jinquinoa.

At this time, it was already ugly, and the lights in the brocade room were still on.

Wen Cha was a little surprised, after all, when she went out, Jin Quinoa had already fallen asleep, what was going on now?

The two walked straight to the window, and saw Jin Quinoa sitting upright at the table, and Taozhi was studying ink for her, persuading her to rest while studying ink.

Jin Quinoa didn't follow, "Somehow today, my sister didn't come to my dream, and I couldn't sleep well." ”

Jin Quinoa took the brush, and with a few strokes, he sketched a familiar outline on the paper, who is it not Jin Cha?

Seeing this, Taozhi couldn't help but feel related, "The eldest lady has been gone for a year, why can't you get over this hurdle?" ”

Jin Quinoa smiled, her pale eyebrows and eyes were rare and bright in the candlelight, "My most sticky sister in the past ten years is the eldest sister, when I was a child, my father was busy with government affairs and couldn't manage me, only the eldest sister accompanied me year after year, she loved me the most, I didn't teach me what to suffer or what grievances, when she was there, even if the sky fell, I was not afraid." ”

Speaking of this, Jin Quinoa raised her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes finally had the vitality that belonged to this age, but this vitality was fleeting.

"On the eve of the expedition, she also said that she would come back, watch me become my own son, and guard me for the rest of my life, but she broke her promise."

Tears burst out of the eyes of the brocade quinoa and dripped down the placket of the woman in the painting, and the sick and weak girl choked several times: "I will never see her again, she is no longer there."

What does it mean not to be.

It's gone, it's death, it's eternal loss, it's never going back.

People often say that death is as desperate as cutting off the flesh of the heart with a blunt knife.

This kind of pain is a lifetime and can never be erased.

"If I don't miss her, no one in this world will miss her anymore."

Exploits and royal power have been plundered by others, and she is also bound in this cage where flies can't fly in, what use is she except to remember all this? She's so useless!

"Miss......" Momozhi cried tears like rain, knelt on the ground and pulled the hem of her skirt, "If you want, the slave maid will go to the king tomorrow and ask him to be gracious and let you go to the king's tomb to worship." ”

"No need." Her second uncle had no such kindness, and he wished she had died sooner.

"But ......"

"No, but—" Jin Quino's fingers clasped on the side of the table, with such force that she almost broke her nails, "don't beg him in the future." ”

Her voice was silent and cold: "People like him don't have mercy."

Momozhi sobbed and didn't answer, but Jin Quinoa put down the pen in his hand, "Clean up, I'm tired." ”

She closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair tiredly and gloomily, with a sorrow between her brows.

After Momozhi cleaned up the table, the room darkened, and Wen Cha, who was standing by the window, clenched his fingers, turned his head and flew towards the hosta.

Didn't she want to see her sister? Give her a good night's sleep.

Fei Yeyan quickly grabbed her hand, "Aren't you going to break into the palace with me at night?" ”

Wen Cha looked up at the weather and shook his head, "Not now." "She's going to be with her sister.

Fei Ye Leng snorted: "Liar."

"I'm not a liar," Wen Cha was so anxious that he wanted to bite him, and said, "I am a yin spirit body, not a pure spirit body, I can only come out at night, and I can't leave the body for too long."

Ordinary spirits are cultivated by the aura of mountains and rivers, and they can go wherever they want, but the spirits born of the dead cannot.

"Afraid of what?" Fei Ye said coldly: "The rooster will send you back."

"But don't you have fireflies to lead the way, don't you want to take me?"

Don't look over it at night," I think about it now. ”

Wen Cha pondered carefully, this is a good deal, although I don't know why this uncle suddenly let go, but this is obviously taking advantage of himself. She had a decision in her mind in an instant.

"I can go with you, but what's in it for me? I'm not a day worker. ”

Fei Ye: "!" Spirits who don't know anything still want to be paid? Think beautifully!