Chang'an held the branch with one hand, she didn't know the rest, but Manzhu Sawa knew a little. Manzhu Sawa has a thousand leaves, a thousand years to bloom a flower, thousands of years or even ten thousand years, flowers and leaves never meet, very beautiful, but it is called the flower of death, born in the two worlds of yin and yang.

Seeing that Chang'an was stunned, the sarcasm in his eyes deepened: "What's the matter, I'm afraid, tell you, if you're afraid, I can ...... myself."

"Don't be afraid. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chang'an, who took a deep breath and shook his head: "I'll leave tomorrow and come back as soon as possible, I'm bothering you to take care of Qingzhou these days, and I will definitely wait for me to come back." ”

"Bother me, you are too exalted of yourself, but the boat is mine, how to treat him, it is not your turn to warn here. "Raid sent dismissively.

Chang'an always felt that something was wrong when she heard this, she shook her head, trying to make her mind clearer: "I'll go first, and I'll see you later." ”

"Wait. Raider called out to her.

"What's wrong?" Chang'an turned around, and before he could react, his wrist was attacked and slashed by the Moon Spirit.

She screamed in pain, and subconsciously covered the wound with her hand, the scratched part was not long, nor deep, but the bleeding was very much, and no matter how she could, she couldn't stop the wanton blood.

"What are you doing here?"

I didn't know where to get a white jade bowl, the size of a palm, placed under Chang'an's wrist, the blood seemed to recognize the master, dripping into a red line and slowly falling into the white jade bowl.

Raid Ji raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Although I don't know what makes you special, that person can't lie after all." It's just a little blood, you won't be reluctant. ”

Chang An wanted to scold him in his heart, blood is nothing, can he use such a heavy hand, just say that he will take it himself.

"Since you know that I am willing, why did you take the opportunity to hurt me?"

"Because, I hate you. The attack was undisguised: "Compared with the sin suffered by Qingzhou, you are nothing." ”

The blood continued, but in a moment it stained the entire palm-sized bowl, and it was being pulled away from the body little by little. Chang An took a cool breath and thought about it from beginning to end, feeling more and more that something was not quite right.

"Why do you hate me so much, since we met from the beginning, I remember never seeing you before, let alone provoking you. ”

Xi Ji smiled coldly, broke the blood line in the palm of his hand, held the bowl of red blood, and left.

Chang An looked at his back for a while, and faintly felt that this attack was a bit too good for Liu Qingzhou. Including the first meeting, it was indeed just a one-sided relationship, and his gaze was not very friendly when he looked at him, until now, if she hadn't seen it, the place where the sword really wanted to stab was not her wrist, but her heart.

I want her to die!!

But I have no grievances with him, which doesn't make sense.

Forget it, she didn't want to think about it, when she thought of the painful appearance of Liu Qingzhou that Fang had just sent, she felt a pain in her heart.

When he returned to Tianya Pavilion, it was completely dark, and Buya sent Fu Qing'er home and left.

Wang Xiang'er saw her daughter who had disappeared for many days and her eyes red with excitement, hugged Fu Qing'er tightly, and choked up: "Where did you go, and you won't go home to report a message, your father and I are worried until now." ”

Fu Qing'er smiled softly: "I was captured by Bai Tanci, so I didn't escape." ”

"Bai Tilt porcelain was captured. Wang Xiang'er was shocked, and checked Fu Qing'er's body up and down: "Let my mother see where there are still injuries." ”

Fu Qing'er let her mother touch her body, and said with a smile: "I don't have a mother, but my leg is a little injured, I applied ointment in Qingshan Palace, and it will be better in a few days." ”

Wang Xiang'er touched her tears and touched Fu Qing'er's obviously thinner face, "It's really thin, but I have to eat more to make up for it." ”

"Okay, today I want to eat the braised pork made by my mother, sweet and sour pork ribs. Fu Qing'er bent her eyebrows and licked the corners of her mouth: "Is it okay for my mother to do a good job for Qing'er now." ”

Wang Xiang'er finally burst into tears and laughed, and stretched out her hand to flick the tip of Fu Qing'er's delicate nose: "Okay, okay, mother, let's go, you wait a while, your father went out and was called away by Elder Yan to do something, and he will come back after a while, and he will be very happy to see Qing'er." ”

As he spoke, he took two steps to the kitchen, and Fu Qing'er nodded: "I know my mother." ”

After Wang Xiang'er left, Fu Qing'er closed the door and smiled.

She stared silently at the place where she had lived for more than ten years, and sneered.

Noncommittal, Fu Qing'er's parents have hurt her for many years, and they really treat her like their own daughter. They don't know that they are not Fu Qing'er, if they know one day, if they know, will everything change.

In her eyes, she must have changed, after all, she is not their girl, why should people who don't know each other treat her closely.

After a while, she rummaged through the cabinets and tables in the room, even under the bed. She remembered it under the bed.

opened the door and went to the kitchen: "Mother, where did you put the jar of sour plums left by Chang'an before?"

In the kitchen, Wang Xiang'er was fiddling with the dishes, thought for a while, and said, "Mother is afraid that it will break down after a long time, and it will be placed in the Xiaoice cabinet in my and your father's room." ”

"Okay, I know my mother. ”

Fu Qing'er responded, turned around and went to Wang Xiang'er's room, and found the freezer the size of half a rice jar behind the wardrobe. After opening it, there is a coolness, a lot of goat's milk is placed in it, and there is a jar of sour plums on the side.

Wang Xiang'er is very fond of drinking goat milk, this kind of hot weather goat milk is not long, Fu Qing'er's father thought of using this method to make goat milk can stay longer. So the amount of each purchase is not much, two or three bowls are enough for Wang Xiang'er to drink twice.

took away the sour plums, Fu Qing'er limped back to his room and fell asleep.

Late at night, Chang'an rushed back to Tianya Pavilion, where the lights were turned off a lot, and many clansmen had gone to sleep. Chang'an tiptoed back to Buya's house, and the gatekeepers saluted her, and Chang'an suddenly realized that his identity was different now, and he couldn't act so unsightly, so he swaggered in.

The lights in the room are still on.,I don't know what the reason for the collapse of the house on the day of the last marriage.,In order to put this kind of thing happen again, I moved the place where I lived for more than ten years.,Moved from the south to the north.。 At night, there is no moonlight here, and she remembers that Buya likes to admire the moon at night, so it is not for her in the end. But that's a good thing for me, otherwise I don't really know how to deal with what will happen next.

Gardenias, lilies, and bellflowers are still planted in the courtyard. It seems that there were no such flowers here before, no, there are no flowers here at all, Buya doesn't like flowers, and these things almost don't appear in his house.

"It's all I like. Chang'an scratched his head, no wonder he always heard someone digging outside in a daze a few nights ago, and at that time he thought it was his auditory hallucination, it turned out that Buya ordered someone to plant flowers.

It used to be boring and lifeless, and every time she came she pointed to the gray and sneered. Now it has become a sea of flowers, bright at night and bright during the day, complementing the peach blossoms outside.

Chang'an gently pushed the door open and entered, the candle flame flickered, casting a beautiful touch on the paper window with cherry blossoms drawn.

Buya sat at the desk reading a book, and when he heard the movement, he turned his head and smiled softly: "I'm back." ”

Chang'an nodded, took off his body and hung it on the shelf.

When I looked down, I found that the screen around the clothes was also painted with cherry blossoms blooming everywhere, and the pink and tender petals fell on the small hall, courtyard, and stream, which looked like it was a beautiful state.

There is one more clothes rack, so is the wardrobe, the blankets on the ground, the paintings hanging on the walls, and the bedding embroidery needles are all my favorites.

Buya put down the scroll and gently hugged Chang'an's waist from behind, Chang'an's whole body was obviously stiffened, and Buya smiled bitterly: "I thought you wouldn't come back." ”

The night is the most affectionate, and the words of the cliff fall in Chang'an's ears with indescribable loneliness.

She suppressed the urge to push away the cliff, and said with a smile: "Tianya Pavilion is my home, where can I go if I don't come back." ”

"It's home, our home. "How could Buya not know Chang'an's reluctance, just listen to it, even if it's fake, it's good to have time to deceive yourself, at least you can have that expectation.

Chang'an stood still, Buya hugged her like this for a long time, neither of them spoke, Xu was afraid that both of them would hear the news from the other party's mouth.

"Sleep?" Chang'an said tentatively.

Buya nodded: "Okay." ”

Chang An saw that his eyes were tired, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't say what he wanted to say, so he only went to the cabinet to take out the futon and then put it on the ground, and then took another stack as a cover.

Bu Ya looked at her from behind, and his eyes were full of tenderness that could not be scratched.

After getting married, they never shared the same bed again, she knew that she couldn't do it, she didn't dare to go back to the room in the middle of the night, and finally Buya called him away, saying that he would lay on the floor, and if she didn't want to, she would definitely not do anything excessive.

It is impossible to say that it is not moved, Chang'an lies on the bed and thinks about it, but she can only be moved by moving, she is not a saint, let alone a virgin, she can't do everything to make people satisfied, or sacrifice herself to fulfill others.

"Buya, I'm selfish. ”

Bu Ya happened to lie in his clothes, and his thin body was wrapped in thin clothes.

"No, you're fine. "Buya has also thought a lot these days, and in the end, feelings need to be happy with each other in order to be happy.

Although Chang'an is with him every day, most of the time he is sad and has no smile. His Chang'an, who said that he would make her happy and happy for a lifetime, was the one who ruined all this in the end.

"Chang'an, can you stay with me for a while?"

Chang'an lowered his eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you." ”

She didn't know what Buya meant by this, but she always felt that some things, people or things were subtly changing. I didn't dare to think about it before, but now that her loved ones are gone, she has to face many things, and she understands.

"If you don't want to, I'll always be with you, I'm your wife. ”

The cliff on the ground seemed to be asleep, perhaps not hearing Chang'an's last words. Chang An looked up, shook his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep.