Tong Ziyi held Zhong Jin day by day, like a person who had lost his soul.

On this day, Tong Qianmo finally couldn't stand it, and said angrily despite Yue Qi's obstruction: "Do you think that a mere beggar gang disciple of the outer court can cultivate to the top of the first grade? Do you think that a mere beggar gang disciple of the outer court can disregard the heaven and earth killing order and disappear? Do you think that a mere beggar gang disciple of the outer court can make Chen Yixin kill him desperately?"

Tong Ziyi: How long are you going to be stupid!"

Tong Ziyi seemed to have finally returned to her soul, trembling all over: "I know...... But ......"

Tong Qianmo still couldn't bear to see her like this, and lowered her voice: "Xiaoyi, your mother has been for you all her life, what else do you want?"

Tong Ziyi suddenly laughed: "Hehehe, for me, Tong Qianmo, you are also worthy of saying this kind of thing!"

Tong Qianmo was slightly stunned, and Yue Qi also frowned.

"I will get married, you can rest assured, since I became Tong Miaoyi, there will be no Tong Ziyi in this world. ”

Tong Ziyi turned his head slightly, his eyes were cold and piercing.

"I have nothing to do with you anymore. ”

"......"

"It doesn't matter who I marry, that person can be a home. ”

Tong Qianmo didn't know how to face her, and Yue Qi was also guilty.

The two were silent until the day she got married, so silent that they hid the devastating change in their hearts, so that the future misunderstanding finally became a disease, and when it swept over, it was another bloody storm.

She has no family, and she doesn't want Tong Qianmo and Yueqi to marry her, this long journey is like a long life she has walked, but the road ahead is unknown, and she has even given up the so-called expectations.

Until—

Tong Ziyi's eyes widened in disbelief, staring directly at the man in front of him in a wedding dress.

He still narrowed his apricot eyes slightly, not understanding how frightened she looked.

She couldn't believe that the person she was thinking about appeared in front of her so suddenly.

Tong Ziyi finally understood that on the seventh day of the month, their desire to speak stopped.

......

"That's what my mother asked for you. ”

"Xiaoyi, the world is so big, I left a memory for you, I wish you well. ”

......

"You ......" Tong Ziyi's hands were trembling, and she slowly stretched out towards his face.

He slapped it away, took a step back, and coughed lightly: "I...... We don't know each other, or ...... Don't get too close. ”

He was even a little stiff, not as ecstatic as she was.

"Don't know each other?"

Tong Ziyi felt that the impact was too great, and she was in a trance.

"Zhong Ci...... What's wrong with you?"

Tong Ziyi's tears are like beads with broken threads, her experience these days, the grievances of these days, she thought goodbye...... How so?

Zhong Ci frowned, still polite: "Miss Tong, I think we knew each other before, but ...... I woke up a few days ago and forgot the memory of going to the ink altar...... So...... I do not quite understand...... And as far as I know, there should be no ...... with you around me This question asks the palace to teach "Hua Ling" to intersect, isn't it?"

Tong Ziyi remembered when he reminded him.

Yes, she is not Ning Miao now, she is Hua Ling.

She is not Tong Ziyi, she is Tong Miaoyi.

It's someone who has nothing to do with him from beginning to end.

It turned out that he had begun to have extravagant hopes again.

Tong Ziyi sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and the tears had stopped with her gradually cooling heart.

Zhong Ci was different from her violent mood fluctuations, he was very calm, and said slightly: "I will rest in the compartment in the future, girl rest assured." ”

"Rest assured, rest assured what?"

Tong Ziyi seemed to be paranoid, and suddenly asked at the moment he turned around.

Zhong Ci was stunned and turned his head slightly.

Before he could stand still, he saw a red figure flash in front of him.

Lips and teeth are intertwined.

This kiss Tong Ziyi was almost crazy, and she seemed to melt all her unwillingness into each other's mouths.

Zhong Ci reacted and wanted to push her away, but Tong Ziyi let go one step ahead of him.

"We are husband and wife, what should I rest assured of?"

The delicate face of the girl who had been covered with tears on his chest and the eyes of the water spirit were so close to him, breathing and interacting with each other, Zhong Ci's heart seemed to be stunned with her smile and smile.

The two met with the flickering candle flame, not to be outdone.