(Girls' Literature)

"Why did you suddenly decide to help me?" Qin Ying stretched out her trembling fingers. Slowly take the strand of red hair. And also...... The heavy ingot of silver.

I've never seen it before. Such a big ingot of silver.

She felt as if there was a sudden extra stove in her heart. Burning. Let her tears swell even more.

This feeling of warmth. drove the grievances that have accumulated in the body for so many years. Tears. It is no longer a tear of prayer. It's aggrieved. It's miserable. It's salty tears.

It's a mixture of my own repression and resentment for so many years......

Wu Ling didn't speak. Instead, he greeted Shuo. And he left.

Qin Ying is alone. He looked down at the silver ingot in his hand. After a long time of distraction. I reacted. After kowtowing three times to the place where Wu Ling walked. Leave quickly. He muttered: "Imperial capital...... Seven Kings' Mansion...... Seven Kings' Mansion...... The Seventh Princess...... The imperial capital ...... "as if he was afraid that he would forget this glimmer of life." I read it all the time.

Wu Ling and Shuo gradually drifted away. Shuo's heart is also warm. He knew why Wu Ling hadn't helped the woman before. And not because she says it. Because she is not capable enough.

She said. Just part of it.

Bigger reasons. But it was Wu Ling herself who must have rejected this woman. When Wu Ling touched the woman. She reflexively jumped away. You can see it. It's not because he jumped away from the heat of Wu Ling's body. It's like being slashed with a knife and axe.

Then she developed the bruise on her face. Shuo knew better what was going on.

Because Wu Ling herself repels her. Therefore, they do not help. is also because this woman is a little greedy and wants to get beauty. Wu Ling thinks. You don't have to spend your spiritual energy. Help strangers make their wishes come true.

But then she found out. This woman had a last resort. The blue spots on her face were the reason she couldn't speak.

Wu Ling...... I relented again.

Shuo smiled. I always feel. Such a witch. is the real witch.

And he guessed at first. Sheng Sheng is not an extraordinary person. It was also at this time that the answer was obtained.

Wu Ling asked her to find Shengsheng. Then deputies. Sheng Sheng also knows this kind of thing.

No wonder he remembers. Lao Qi seems to have been married for many years. Why is the princess still like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child? That's why.

So is Wu Ling. Now Wu Ling is said to be four out of twenty. But it looks. But only more than when he first met her. Matured a little bit. It's still as stunning. Lo and behold. It's still the same as the twenty-year-old. It hasn't changed much in recent years.

Maybe. It's really as Wu Ling said. Spiritual power can maintain appearance. So Wu Ling is like this. Is it also the benefit of Reiki?

Just thinking about it. Wu Ling seemed to know what he was thinking. Smiled. He replied, "I didn't deliberately use my spiritual power to maintain my appearance. ”

"Hey." Shuo raised an eyebrow: "How do you know I'm thinking about this?" ”

"You've been looking at my face."

Her answer made Shuo feel a little embarrassed. I really want to find a crack in the ground and get in.

He looked at the woman's face in such a stunned manner. Study people's faces. It was also found and poked out. It's really a shame.

But he clearly didn't see it so obviously. Just a few glances...... Really. It's been a long time together. I can't hide anything from her.

Wu Ling was a little embarrassed to see Shuo. I didn't pay attention to it. He'll never know. Her vision. And it was placed on him forever. It's just that he can't find out.

Shuo walked silently beside Wu Ling. Wu Ling didn't say anything.

The two waited at the lake for the cruise. He returned to the inn. Along. No one spoke.

Shuo is here. It's a guest house. He did not build a palace with a large number of people. Just take the inn down. Poker face.

After returning to the inn. The night was also dark. But the two of them were not sleepy. Shuo pulled out a guqin out of nowhere. Carried to the back yard under the porch. Began to fiddle with it.

The sound is still so beautiful. Gentle as running water. Listening to Wu Ling, she was almost immersed in the past.

That was when she looked up. I saw a young man with a smile as bright as the stars and moon. That plays the piano to the moon. But a man who is more gentle than moonlight......

Since then. Her whole person. Whole heart. He never left him.

It's been nine years. I saw it next spring. It's been 10 years......

Ten years in a hurry. They shook it. They spent almost ten years together.

Ten years is indeed in a hurry. Wu Ling's memories of Shuo. Not too much. But it accounts for almost all of them.

Except for those bloody memories that I don't want to remember. He was the only one left.

Decade...... How long. And how hard to look back.

It was an unbearable decade. Ten years infected by countless blood and human lives. A decade wrapped tightly in guilt and depression.

This decade. She was sometimes waiting. Sometimes in chaos. Sometimes in a lethargy...... But the only thing that is the same. It's in the middle of this decade. There has always been him.

His countenance. Changes over time. Become mature. Become more like a man. An emperor overlooking the country. But his smile. But it hasn't changed. It's like the sound of the piano now. So gentle. Like water. Like the month. She couldn't pull it out of her obsession.

But...... So what.

Her whole life. It was already at the moment when he handed his hand to his mother. And it was settled.

Wu Ling didn't want none of this to happen. But she also wanted to. If God gives you another chance to start over. She would still give her hand to the Queen Mother.

I still can't control my heart. Gradually approaching such a warm him.

The moonlight fell softly. shine in his hair. Pitch black hair. Pale white clothes. It's like a fairy.

Finally look at it. Wu Ling suddenly felt that the tip of her nose was sour. There was also a burning sting in his eyes.

She's crying...... She was crying for the past. I'm crying for stubbornness.

But the tears. But he still can't get out of his eyes. It only appears in the eyes for a moment. and vanished......

Wu Ling looked at the ground under her feet in a daze. Listen to the tune being played. Look at the dark red embroidered shoes you are wearing. I looked at the pattern on it with fascination...... Even. Even when he stopped the sound of the piano. Paced to her. She didn't know either.

"Huh...... Wu Ling is still so stunned......"

Sounds that are as familiar as they can be. interrupted her stupor. A look up. It's as if I saw the boy who smiled at me all those years ago.

"Wu Ling, do you want to try it?"

He pointed to the one not far away. Many years ago. He said the same thing. But now things are wrong.

Once. Wu Ling is still a person who has never even touched the strings. But after that. But she silently learned to stroke the piano in her thoughts.

Wu Ling sat next to the piano. Thinking in his heart of what he had said. The story of the stringless piano. Place your little hands on the instrument. Learn his tunes. Play the music in your heart.

From the beginning of the encounter. Gentle and light tunes. It even makes her feel. It is not poured out in your own hands......

to the future. There was a sad and forbearant sound of the piano. It deeply pierced Shuo's heart.

Until...... Wu Ling's hand shook. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Stop at ...... Her memories. Assassinate the Emperor. Push Rui to the top.

It doesn't seem to be a human tune. A low tune of repression and forbearance. I have heard it in my life. The most heart-wrenching cry for him.

But he couldn't say anything......

Wu Ling pressed her hands on the piano. I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time......

"Wu Ling......"

After a long time. I only heard Shuo speak lightly.

"What do you want......."

He has been. I don't know what Wu Ling really wants.

Such a different kind of witch Ling. I don't love glory and wealth. I don't love Jin Yu Linlang.

Sheng Sheng is the same as her. But he can say bluntly that he loves wine. Love the world's best wines.

But Wu Ling is different.

Xu is the reason for his temperament. Wu Ling has been burying herself deeply. For so many years. Shuo saw it from the beginning. An iceberg-like witch ling. to the future. Will take the initiative to smile kindly at those who are polite to her.

But ask yourself. Had he ever seen Wu Ling's heartfelt smile?

Yes. But there are very few.

He couldn't deduce what Wu Ling wanted.

Together for a long time. He could even tell what Wu Ling was thinking from her eyes, movements, and demeanor. What she wanted to do. Whether she's happy or not.

But I just can't see it. What she really wants.

That's the question. It really stumped Wu Ling.

What did she want.

What she wants...... No one can give it.

Back in childhood. It was already broken.

She wanted a face like a normal person. I want a family like an ordinary woman.

But. That's long gone.

From the time she walked out of the house without permission. After his parents were tortured to death. All changed.

Now she wants it. Just fulfill the original promise. Do everything she can for the queen mother.

But she's done so much...... At last. But the queen mother wants to rip another piece of flesh from her heart......

How...... Amusing.

But she doesn't regret it.

Since I promised the queen mother. Then this life is the queen mother. What she said. That's what Wu Ling will do.

Some people might say she's stupid. Traditional. Stubborn.

But she's such a person......

Unwilling to deceive. I don't want to lose my words.

Even if the eyes of the world are full of dead silence. Even in the face of this earthly face is full of sadness. But she still hoped. All you see is kindness and beauty. All I was faced with joy and smiles......

But she knew. Himself for the country of clouds. On the surface, it seems that she is a national teacher who has contributed to the cloud country and a female general who has fought on the battlefield...... Can be secretly. She was a dark beast.

The dark beast raised by the Queen Mother.

Just to kill. A dark beast that existed to level her son's ascension to the throne.

Shuo looked at himself and asked this question. The look on Wu Ling's face did not change. But in the eyes. But it is a desolation that cannot be hidden.

That bone-deep desolation. It was as if it was wrapped in a thousand years of ice. I can't cover it up no matter what.

Shuo sighed quietly. Wrap her big palm over her little hand on the strings. He whispered, "If Wu Ling is willing." Even if it's a life. I can give it to you too. ”