Rong Xian didn't know that in the hearts of Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan, she had fallen from a politician who reversed black and white to a child who couldn't do without her father.

When she heard Su Xuan's words, the curvature of the corners of her mouth did not fall, and although the faint smile was warm, it gave people a sense of melancholy, which made people feel distressed.

"He has delayed me for more than ten years in Xiaoqianjie, I ......" Rong Xian lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes concealed the true emotions in her eyes, "I don't want him to lose anything more for me." ”

said this, as if Ji Zhen's departure was not driven away by her.

After Ji Zhen leaves, she will not get in the way in front of Rong Xian, and it is too late for Rong Xian to be happy, how can she be reluctant.

But she couldn't say that to her subordinates, she brewed her feelings, and said in a similar way: "I always feel that this goodbye will not meet." ”

Seeing that His Royal Highness was in such a low mood, how could he not take the initiative to share his worries as a courtier.

Ye Wenchun glanced at Rong Yu and motioned to the apprentice, who seemed to have the closest relationship with His Highness, to comfort His Highness.

Rong Yu's eyebrows jumped, and he took the little snake off his head and played with it without saying a word, pretending that he couldn't hear or see it now.

If his master is really so fragile and harmless, there will not be so many people in the world who are afraid of his master.

Ye Wenchun glanced at this guy who didn't care about Shizun's mood and didn't know how to comfort Shizun to only play by himself, he was a little angry and faintly felt that something was wrong.

But he didn't notice anything wrong, so he could only take a step forward by himself: "Your Highness, please take care of your body, when you reach the Middle Thousand Realm, you will see your predecessor again." ”

Rong Xian sighed lightly, and there seemed to be infinite sadness in her tone, and then she seemed to be afraid that the people around her would worry, so she quickly reined in, and looked back at the two of them with a slight apology: "I understand, let Ye Xiang and Master Su worry about me." ”

Ye Wenchun smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said, "It is a blessing for Weichen to be able to help His Highness." ”

He was quite emotional in his heart, he thought that this queen lady would be unacceptable, and he never thought that the queen daughter was actually well-behaved and docile.

I don't want to ask how powerful the Lord will be in the future, just ask for no bears.

This empress dowager just meets the expectations of his heart, and he doesn't understand the major affairs of the court? It doesn't matter, it's good to be a mascot, everything has him and the ministers.

It doesn't matter if the strength is not enough, Su Xuan, the members of the Visiting Division, are guarding day and night, ensuring that even flies can't get close to His Highness.

As long as His Highness is so well-behaved and sensible and doesn't add to the chaos, the requirements are so low!

After Rong Xian ascended the throne in the future, when Ye Wenchun thought of his thoughts at this time, he laughed at himself in his heart for being too sweet.

"Let's go, if you look at it any longer, it will only add to the sadness. Rong Xian turned around and walked down the mountain, followed by Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan.

Rong Yu nodded the little snake's head and asked quietly, "Xiao Jin, what do you say the master wants to do?"

What's the point of playing with those two adults like this, they are likely to work together in the future, and Shizun is not afraid of capsizing.

Little Snake: Please call Snake Ah Jin, thank you.

Rong Yu couldn't understand what the snake was saying, and continued: "Xiaojin, what do you think ......?"

"Yu'er. A faint voice that couldn't hear the joy and anger came, Rong Yu was excited and hurriedly followed.

In the territory of the Rong clan, Zuo Protector stopped for a long time in front of a coffin carved from Kunshan Divine Wood, and the selfless holy nostalgia on his face and the unwilling attachment of the faceless changed very quickly, and finally they were all fixed on nostalgia.

Xiaojing, it's been 1,616 years, and I miss you very much.

As time passed, I became more and more panicked and scared, the flower that symbolized the new life did not let you come to life, and your traces in this world were slowly erased by time.

Xiaojing, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that no one will remember you again.

He raised his head, and his holy and compassionate eyes were filled with a little mist, and he shed tears of grief like a bodhisattva seeing the misery of the world and the suffering of the common people, making people feel that his soul was singing a song.

He gently stroked the coffin, like caressing the soft flushed face of his beloved girl.

The corners of his lips opened slightly, and the sweet and tender singing voice sounded softly.

The clean singing voice fluttered gently in this tomb, making people seem to see the blue sky and white clouds, the girl picking lotus seeds on the awning boat on the other side, and the domineering and bright smile.

The sweet and tender tune turns, but it is a dream that winds and turns, sad every step of the way, and every inch is sad.

This is a song to pay tribute to the souls of the dead, sad and silent.

At the end of the song, the mist in his eyes condensed, and he couldn't hold back the smash anymore.

Gently stroking the coffin, the young man who came out of the dust with compassion whispered: "Those people have gone to hell, and there will be bodhisattvas in hell who will sentence them for their crimes. Xiaojing, I really want to go down to accompany you, but I ......"

His voice choked slightly: "For so many years, my hands are covered with blood, and I have betrayed my Buddha. ”

He said bitterly, "If I die, it will be hell, but you must be in Elysium." Xiaojing, I'm not afraid of death, nor of hell, but I'm afraid that I won't even be able to see you in death. ”

The young man subconsciously moved the Buddha beads in his hand, and his mouth was full of bitterness: "The Buddha said, turning back is the shore, if I turn back to atone for my sins, will I be able to come out of hell one day, will I see you again?"

Xiaojing, after losing you, I realized that the most important thing in this world is not the Buddha, but your domineering and happy 'selflessness'.

After visiting his beloved girl, Zuo Protector reluctantly left the tomb, walked into the place where the relics of the Rong clan were placed, and put everything into the receiving ring with a wave of his hand, and then walked towards the outside of the tomb.

Leaving the main burial chamber, the selfless steps stopped in front of Jiuquan.

He bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and bowed a handful of carefree drinks into his mouth, the familiar mellow exploded on the tip of his tongue, and the large blank space hit his consciousness.

I shook my head and said with a wry smile: "Worry-free has never been useful to me, Xiaoxian and I are both poor people." ”

He knew better than anyone how effective it was, because it was the wine he made.

When Xiao Jing died, he poured the wine into the river, and he sat by the river and watched those guys, whether monks or mortals, forget their worries one by one after drinking without worry.

Only he and Xiaoxian, worry-free never worked.

Because that memory is so unforgettable, it can't even erase reincarnation.

He stretched out his hand and took out a wine gourd, the mouth of the gourd was aimed at Jiuquan, his fingertips crossed the aura, and the wine from Jiuquan condensed into a thin stream and flew into the gourd.

The four black crows guarding outside the tomb were bored and played chess together, but it was Jiang Jin and Bai Song who played chess, and the black crows were making trouble around the two as always, like a bear child, and Chen Yan did not have the so-called 'true gentleman who watched chess without saying anything', commanded here and there, and was beaten several times by Jiang Jin and the two, who couldn't bear it. ()

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