After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

Riding a horse and stepping on flowers...Oh, there are no flowers, only white bones piled up like a mountain.

However, this does not affect the beautiful scenery of green mountains and clear waters in the girl's imagination.

Along the way, listening to Bai Qingge's description of the magnificent rivers and mountains, Zhu Qing'an was full of longing, and like a puppy, sniffing the fresh air of the surrounding clear springs and green grass.

"So this is what flowers smell like. It seems different from what I remember." Zhu Qing'an frowned slightly. Why does the smell of this flower seem so strange? It has a faint fishy smell of rain.

Bai Qingge loosened the reins in his hand, letting the horse speed up and get off this boney road.

“Not all flowers are fragrant, just like not all people are good.”

Zhu Qingan keenly heard the difference in this sentence, which is usually used as a metaphor for something bad.

People can't all be good, and they can't all be bad.

I thought Bai Qingge hadn't gotten over the hurdle that Huoyazi had set for her.

"Sister Qingge, are you still thinking about Uncle Hong?" Even after killing so many people, you still couldn't vent your anger?

She had heard a lot about Bai Qingge's iron-blooded methods before, but she had rarely seen them in person.

Bai Qingge denied it straightforwardly, "Why do you still want that? Am I such a petty person in Qing An's eyes?"

It has nothing to do with an insignificant passerby like Huoyazi. This is her lament about an era.

Zhu Qing'an pondered for a moment, and in that silence, Bai Qingge had already seen the answer.

She was so angry that she laughed, "Okay, in your mind, I'm actually a petty and calculating person, so I'll be calculating for you to see."

He stretched out two deft hands to tickle her, and the girl, with no way to escape, could only let him play with her, until she was defeated and raised her hands in surrender.

"Hahaha, no no, what I want to say is that even if Uncle Hong is gone, Sister Qingge, you still have me. I will never do anything to hurt you, and I will protect you."

Zhu Qing'an puffed out his chest with high morale and raised his fists as if he was swearing.

Bai Qingge smiled with satisfaction and said jokingly, "You are quite ambitious, but, little girl, you should wait until you grow up."

Zhu Qingan grumbled in dissatisfaction, "What? At fourteen, you can get married. I'm already over twenty. I'm not a little girl."

People outside would call me an old maid.

Bai Qingge glanced at a tablet. If he didn't have a nose and eyes, he wouldn't be able to tell which side was the front.

If she were asked to try to figure out something like a blind man touching an elephant, she really wouldn't have the confidence that she could figure anything out.

Bai Qingge couldn't hold back her smirk. It really wasn't her fault. The little girl ate a lot of meat on a normal day, but she didn't know where it went.

Zhu Qing'an looked like an angry puffer fish, with his cheeks puffed up.

In her ears, Bai Qingge was just being stubborn.

Just like before, even though she clearly couldn't cook, she insisted on cooking. Even if she was tired of eating it, she still insisted on cooking.

In the end, she was able to cure this stubborn man only by secretly getting there early every day.

Now it’s the same thing with Uncle Hong, and it’s the same thing with him forcing her to become a little girl. This should be what Sister Qingge usually calls tsundere.

No wonder he is always the loser in the stories told by Sister Qingge, and it is not unfair at all.

Bai Qingge was immersed in her own world, laughing foolishly, and had no idea what the little girl she was talking about was doing in her mind.

After her six orifices were fully developed, she could vaguely feel people's joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.

The pleasant smell lingers around the tip of my nose like a mist, it is the smell of Sister Qingge's happiness.

Even though she is a tsundere, Sister Qingge can never be a loser because she is just too outstanding.

He is so excellent that he does not reveal any shortcomings, making people feel that the two of them are in the same space, yet as if they are thousands of miles apart, within sight but out of reach.

That's too far away and too lonely.

Sister Qingge is the best.

"I keep my word. As long as you don't leave me, I will never let go." Zhu Qing'an said stubbornly with puffy cheeks.

Bai Qingge patted Zhu Qingan's head and laughed brightly: "Okay, okay, the little girl is really starting to grow up. I hope you don't look down on me in the future."

Zhu Qingan was indignant at the attitude of always treating her like a child.

"I won't. Come on, make a pinky promise!" Zhu Qing'an took the restless hand off his head, hooked its little finger and said angrily.

Bai Qingge cooperated with the other party's actions and hooked Zhu Qingan's little finger.

The game is generally said to Zhu Qingan: "Pin, hang yourself, and don't change for a hundred years."

After making the oath, Zhu Qing'an touched his little finger. He should have been happy, but a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.

"Sister Qingge, this oath should be incomplete, right?"

"No, it's complete." Her little finger was all wrinkled and bald when she was a child, how could she forget it?

"But, since it's an oath, there should be a punishment for not fulfilling the oath." She attributed her uneasiness to this.

An oath without punishment seems to have no binding force.

"A vow is supposed to be a beautiful wish. If you complete the vow because you don't want to be punished, then the result of the vow is no longer important."

"why?"

It is precisely because of the yearning for that wonderful result that we set punishments for ourselves to spur ourselves on.

Bai Qingge rested his chin on Zhu Qingan's head and thought for a moment, "No reason, I decided it."

"Don't do stupid things in the future because of what is right or wrong. Qing, Qing, this is my greatest hope for you."

After he finished speaking, the sound of a horse driving forward was heard, and the bumpy road covered up what Zhu Qing'an wanted to say.

"...No, it's not that kind of thing."

Sometimes she really felt that Sister Qingge was so unreasonable.

This is a real example of allowing state officials to set fires but not allowing ordinary people to light lamps.

Should I say that it is worthy of being said by Sister Qingge? I can always find the corresponding points in her.

There were two people and two horses. Zhu Qing'an couldn't ride alone because he couldn't see, so he had to share the ride.

Fortunately, both of them are light in weight, so it is not too strenuous for the two horses to take turns.

Although there were many "bandits" along the way, the two of them managed to get through it safely, and by the way, there were several waves of knights who robbed the rich and helped the poor.

"Robbery!"

"We only want money, not lives. If you know what's good for you, hand it over quickly, or don't blame us for being merciless."

Bai Qingge pulled the reins, "Whoa~"

Bai Qingge looked at the dozen or so "bandits" blocking the way. The swords and knives he mentioned were actually just a few hook rakes, hoes, sickles and other farm tools.

"My sister and I fled thousands of miles to Fengcheng to find our relatives. The money we had along the way was robbed by those bandits a long time ago. Now we have no money left."

Along the way, she was like an NPC issuing quests, repeating this sentence until she knew it by heart.