Continuing to marry is very cruel to Qin Wan'er, I thought that Yun Xiu and a few people would stir up the competition to recruit relatives, and the emperor of the Great Qin Empire would not mention this matter again, so that Qin Wan'er could see the light, but I didn't expect that just after one night, the emperor of the Great Qin Empire decided the marriage again, and still wanted to marry Qin Wan'er to Chu Liuyun.

"Father, are you really so ruthless? don't you care about your daughter's happiness at all?" In the courtyard of the palace, Qin Wan'er sat in the pavilion under the snow maple tree with a dull gaze, and the tears on her face wet her face again.

When Qin Wan'er heard the news, the emperor of the Great Qin Empire had already ordered that Qin Wan'er be put under house arrest again, regardless of the affection of the father and daughter, and was not allowed to step out of the courtyard until the marriage was completed.

The breeze blows, and the branches of the vibrant snow maple trees sway gently, scattering the greenery of the ground, but it can't blow away Qin Wan'er's sadness, perhaps the sadness is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, it has already been born into Qin Wan'er's bone marrow, and it can't be waved away, and it is doomed. Can't change.

Qin Wan'er wanted to accept it and compromise, but she couldn't forget Yun Xiu's figure, the more she wanted to forget, the more she couldn't do it, she couldn't extricate herself from the depths of her love, Qin Wan'er's eyes were full of Yun Xiu, as long as she could see Yun Xiu, Qin Wan'er's heart was happy.

"Maybe this time you really have to go your separate ways, Yun Xiu, are you okay?" Qin Wan'er muttered to herself, knowing in her heart that maybe this time she was really going to marry Chu Guo far away, and there was no chance to maneuver.

Since Qin Wan'er was placed under house arrest, no one dared to step into the courtyard, including Qin Zheng, because no one dared to touch the moldy head of the Great Qin Empire again, for fear of causing death, everyone knew that this time, the Great Qin Empire Emperor was really iron-hearted.

"In this life, I can't be myself, if I have the next life, I will be with you again, the ends of the world, and live up to your heart. Qin Wan'er could only wash her face with tears every day and sit quietly in the pavilion, like a soulless puppet.

When she was in Chunjiang Tower, Qin Wan'er was a beautiful woman with both talent and love, and she was a beauty who captivated the country and the city, no one was not fascinated by it, and her words and deeds could attract countless attention. Now, in just a few days, the news of the marriage between the Great Qin Empire and the Great Chu Empire has spread throughout Kyushu, and countless people feel sorry for Qin Wan'er's fate.

Fate is ruthless, and being born in the emperor's house is even more ruthless, countless people lament, and countless people regret it.

Along with the news of the marriage, there was also the news that the emperor of the Great Qin Empire had become a prisoner of several monks of Fasheng, and for a while, it was completely boiling, and countless people sneered, this time, the face of the Great Qin Empire really has nowhere to put it, and it has become an indelible shame, and it also makes people see clearly the ruthlessness of the royal family, the emperor's personality, in a word, because of the Great Qin Empire, Kyushu, which has been quiet for a long time, boiled once.

"Presumptuous, under the whole world, it is not the king's land, who dares to spread the news wantonly, there is no mercy for killing. "In the court, the emperor of the Great Qin Empire was so angry that he roared like crazy.

But he never thought that if it weren't for his ambition and his desires, so many things would have happened? In his heart. In order to achieve the ambition in his heart and satisfy the desire in his heart, even if tens of millions of people are sacrificed, causing misery to the lives of others, he will not hesitate.

Everyone knows that the king is ruthless, in a rage, millions of corpses are ambushed, and no one in the court dares to oppose it, no matter whether the emperor does it right or not, he only knows how to flatter, and follows the emperor's heart, and chooses to protect himself.

For a time, countless Imperial Forest soldiers walked out of the palace, arrested people on the streets of Jingling City, and opened a killing spree, and in one day, countless people died on the streets and in the restaurant, making people panic in Jingling City.

It's just that this approach backfires, no matter how many people are killed, it can't block the mouths of the people of the world, but it will infinitely magnify the atrocities of the emperor of the Great Qin Empire, and completely lose the hearts of the people.

"Is there any heavenly reason for such atrocities? Aren't you afraid of retribution for killing innocents indiscriminately?" Countless people shouted in their hearts, extremely angry, but forced by the emperor's power and prostitution, they did not dare to resist, and could only bury themselves deep in their hearts.

For a time, the prosperous Jingling City was stirred up, everyone was in danger, and the people's livelihood was complaining.

In Qin Zheng's dormitory, Qin Zheng quietly listened to all this feedback from his subordinates, a sneer leaked from his face, a flash of murder disappeared, and he dismissed his subordinates, carrying his hands alone, looking at the flower case behind the desk, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the South Mountain, there is more vitality in the past few days, the emerald green bitter bamboo forest is swaying in the breeze, rolling up layers of waves, the stream in the forest is flowing, winding towards the distance, insects, beasts, birds and ants, one after another, a vibrant scene.

The dilapidated bamboo building has been demolished, and a new bamboo building has been built, which is the result of the joint efforts of Qingling and the monk Fasheng.

Previously, Qing Ling just fainted from exhaustion, and after a day of rest, he woke up, and took the Fasheng monk to start busy together, and in only two or three days, Nanshan changed into a new look.

Now the big yellow dog that has disappeared for a long time has reappeared, running happily around in the open space in front of the bamboo building, and when he is tired, he will run to Situ Jiu's small grave and lie down, and take a leisurely rest.

After Monk Ruchen helped Ning Wushuang heal his injuries, he spent most of his time standing quietly in front of Situ Jiu's small grave, muttering to himself, and holding a pot of spirits in his hand that could never be drunk. Or quietly look at the Qingling and Dharma students who are busy with their eyes blindfolded, with kindness.

This scene seems to have returned to the Nanshan Mountain at that time, the breeze blows the bitter bamboo forest, rustling, the branches of the snow maple trees are swaying, sprinkling endless vitality, the dingdong stream flows, the smoke curling in the bamboo building, quiet and peaceful, but there is a small grave in the open space, which has become an indelible scar.

"The outside world is really terrible, full of deceit, I don't want to go out anymore, I just want to stay by my brother's side forever, live on Nanshan, and live a dull life. Qing Ling and the Fasheng monk stood in front of the bamboo building together, looking at the brand-new bamboo building, Qing Ling spoke, with longing and expectation.

"Qingling, don't you really want to go out, have you really decided to live here for the rest of your life?" said the Fasheng monk, with loneliness in his eyes.

"Yes, I've decided. Qing Ling said. Living on Nanshan since childhood, he is accustomed to a calm and warm life, even if he is invaded by the cold in his body, as long as he can accompany Situ Jiu and Yun Xiu, Qingling also feels happy.

But the reason for everything was to heal the cold in Qingling's body, and to snatch the holy medicine, Situ Jiu died, Nanshan was destroyed, and Yun Xiu lived a life of nine deaths.

Qing Ling was scared, really scared, he didn't want the tragedy to happen again, and he didn't want Yun Xiu to suffer, he just wanted to live quietly on Nanshan, even if it was coarse tea and light rice, even if it was coarse cloth and linen, Qing Ling would be content.

"Well, then I won't go out either, I want to live with you forever. Monk Fasheng spoke. I don't know when Qing Ling lived in the heart of the Fasheng monk, but the Fasheng monk knew that the Qingling's heart was all cloud cultivation, so he didn't dare to say it, so he could only bury it deep in his heart.

As long as Qingling is happy, the Fasheng monk has no complaints, as long as he can accompany Qingling's side, the Fasheng monk will also be satisfied, and the Fasheng monk is willing to silently accompany Qingling and protect Qingling.

"Okay, we've lived together for the rest of our lives. Qing Ling said, there is only Yun Xiu in his heart, and he can see the emotion in the eyes of the Fasheng monk, which is destined to be a sadomasochistic love.

Monk Ruchen watched all this quietly, with a deep sadness in his eyes, others didn't know, but as a master, how could he not know the meaning of Monk Fasheng.

"Hey......" Monk Ruchen sighed lightly, raised his head and looked at the sky, a teardrop appeared in his misty eyes, perhaps he also remembered himself when he was young.

The moonlight sprinkled down and shone on the South Mountain, the curling smoke came out from the bamboo building, and the thick medicinal fragrance on the stove came, this is the medicine that Qing Ling is boiling for Yun Xiu and Ning Wushuang, but Yun Xiu and Ning Wushuang are still in cultivation and have never woken up.

"It's been four days, why hasn't my brother woken up yet. Qing Ling looked at the medicine jar on the stove, with a thick worry on his face.

"Qingling, don't worry, Yun Xiu has gone through a high-intensity battle, maybe he has too much understanding, so he has fallen into a deep cultivation, and when the cultivation is over, Yun Xiu will naturally wake up. Monk Fasheng comforted.

"Hmm. Qing Ling nodded, gently stroked the hair on the big yellow dog's head with one hand, and supported his cheek with the other hand, looking at the medicine jar on the stove in a daze.

The big yellow dog lay quietly at Qingling's feet, squinting his eyes, with a very enjoyable expression, and the picture was so warm and peaceful.

The cool moon shines on the candlestick, the thick heart can't be opened, the flowers fall on other pavilions, and a glass of turbid wine is brought.

"Living together, we live together forever. The monk muttered to himself, holding a pot of liquor in his hand, and kept pouring it into his mouth, looking at Qingling beside the stove with drunken eyes, with a smirk on his face.

Maybe the former monk was full of badness, but after meeting Qingling, the monk changed, I remember that he once said: "Wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha left in his heart, when he woke up, he sat in front of the flower, and when he was drunk, he fell asleep ......"

At that time, the Dharma monk was so open-minded and free-spirited, but after meeting Qingling, everything changed, and the once agile and unscrupulous Dharma student was gone, and only the sadness that could not be dissolved often appeared in his eyes.

If we hadn't met, what would we be like, and would we have so much sadness?

An encounter, a lifetime of wounds. The road of no return I embarked on was not a landscape, but a pain that I will never forget.

Qing Ling will not understand the mind of the Fasheng monk, and she will not change because of the Fasheng monk, because she only has Yun Xiu in her heart.

Who said that monks can't be emotional? Monk Fasheng was alone, with a pot of wine and a hangover, and quietly lay on the table and fell asleep.