The woman lay quietly on the rattan net.

Layers upon layers of branches and leaves are full of flowers, hanging down from the sky like a gorgeous curtain in a boudoir, half covering the perfect and exquisite body.Her long black hair hung down, and her expression was much colder than usual, almost reminding Yi Qing of Su Huaijing.

Yaoguang slept soundly, curled up beside Sister Jing like a little animal, her delicate eyebrows and eyes had a kind of natural purity and cuteness, just like an overly compassionate character, but she lay beside Sister Jing, But like a soft and harmless rabbit, it is not as charming as a woman when she is asleep.

Yi Qing loves beauty very much, and had many lovers back then. Sister Jing was both beautiful and powerful, which almost perfectly matched his original thoughts on his wife, but for some reason, he was still not interested in Sister Jing Come.

Is it because of Su Huaijing?

Those foggy gray eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, and Yi Qing paused slightly with his hand on Sister Jing's hair, full of regret.

Su Huaijing would not look at him.

In other words, there is nothing in this man's heart. The moment he is emotional, he is not far from death.

Yi Qing recalled Su Huaijing's angry expression in the world-peeping mirror, that was the most emotional moment he had seen this man, the other's eyes were filled with not only anger but also sadness.In such a state of mind as his, he was so excited that he vomited blood, which shows how important the past was.

However, even such a past event that was enough to shake his mind is like a cloud of smoke in Su Huaijing's heart, fleeting.

Even if he is as confident as Yi Qing, he doesn't believe that he has enough charm to shake such a cold Su Huaijing, let alone, he doesn't want Su Huaijing to die.

After all, besides Yi Fengzhi, Su Huaijing was the first person who didn't want him to die.

"What are you thinking?"

Unconsciously entangled the woman's long hair with her fingertips, her fingers had unconsciously moved to Sister Jing's jade-like face, the woman tilted her head slightly, her full red lips parted slightly, her eyes were gentle, without any anger of being offended , she asked again: "What do you want to do?"

"I'm thinking of someone."

Yi Qing's eyes slowly moved to the silver moon in the night sky, he consciously let go of his fingers, and said with regret: "If I met him earlier, I would definitely want to try to make him unable to get out of bed as a result of."

Wow, Yi Qing, it's really vulgar for you to talk like that, do you know that?

Sister Jing looked at him as if she was looking at a child who hadn't grown up, as if she was a little helpless, but an elder would never behave in such a gentle manner when he heard such words from a child.Yi Qing wanted to laugh for some reason, even if he lived in the hatred and anger that lasted for thousands of years, he would feel tired.

"Does seeing me remind you of him?"

Sister Jing sat up and looked at him very patiently. For a moment, Yi Qing even thought that she was Yi Xuan now, and she whispered: "Do you love him?"

Women always care about feelings.

But a ruthless woman will lose her due charm.

"Love is a feeling that is too extravagant." Yi Qing smiled and shook his head, "I don't deserve it, he doesn't bother to have it. What about you? Sister Jing, do you love Yi Xuan? It's the love between lovers, Is it the love of the elders for the younger generation, or just a kind of appreciation, just a kind of care, just a kind of imperative responsibility?"

This was Yi Qing's rare peaceful moment, and Su Huaijing didn't want to miss the time for clichés, and he had a vague feeling that Yi Qing was getting suspicious.

"You and Yi Xuan are no different to me." Sister Jing sat under the moonlight, with an overly tender compromise. She seemed to be extraordinarily talkative today, and the veil of mystery seemed to have lifted a little, revealing a very weak and Unprepared, "Xiaoxuan has a docile temperament, so I inevitably have a preference in my heart, but you are the same for me."

"I was entrusted to take care of Xiaoxuan, so to me, you are also Xiaoxuan. I know that you don't want to be Xiaoxuan in your heart. You are you, Xiaoxuan is Xiaoxuan, and I treat you all the same way." Sister Jing smiled gently, and said softly, "You are different from Xiaoxuan. He is immature by nature and needs more guidance to be kind, but your character is already formed, and I will not force you to change."

Gentle and caring, inaction almost benevolent, is indeed her style.

"what."

Yi Qing suddenly burst out laughing. He looked at Sister Jing carefully, and sighed softly: "I never thought that I would one day envy others. Sister Jing, you are really a kind person. It has nothing to do with you, but you are willing to offend a group of mortals...Reverend Chi, perhaps I should have understood that even I, to you, make no difference."

"Be kind." Sister Jing smiled wryly, "Maybe I am a ruthless person."

The woman's fingers were slender and smooth like white jade, and they touched Yi Qing's hair lightly, her eyes were a little sad: "A kind person may not be a good person, her feelings can only be distributed to everyone in a balanced way. people, but it hurts the one closest to him.”

Yi Qing was comforted meekly, but there was biting indifference hidden in his eyes. He imagined what Sister Jing would look like if she saw the scene of him killing people with malice.

When she killed that woman, Sister Jing seemed to think he was doing it out of kindness.

In fact, it is only half and half.

Yi Qing was not disgusted with the massacre of the city by Venerable Red, nor did he feel that it had nothing to do with him. Unlike Sister Jing who blocked it, he wished that Heishui City would die cleanly. It would be better to be like Nandan and Chizhu Similarly, the entire Shangyun Realm will be dragged into the never-ending smoke of gunpowder.

Yi Fengzhi died for the Shangyun Realm, and lost the possibility of family reunion forever. Shouldn't all the people in the Shangyun Realm who were sheltered because of this feel his life, and also taste his pain?

Until the moment of his death, Yi Fengzhi was still thinking about his only son, suffering from his own kindness. The world took advantage of his kindness and fatherly love, after a thousand years, shouldn't it be repaid double.

Yi Qing doesn't dislike kind people. Although Yaoguang disappoints him, he is an excellent doctor in terms of his personality as a doctor; he naturally doesn't dislike Sister Jing either. This woman sometimes reminds him of Yi Feng. I know, not to mention that she treats herself really well.

Maybe that's why he couldn't love Sister Jing.

He appreciates it, but doesn't agree with it.

Yi Qingji suddenly remembered the scene at sea when he wounded Taiyuan on the boat. Su Huaijing held a candle and walked slowly barefoot. The sea fog was misty, and the other party had no compassion and carnival for life and death, good and evil. , only a touch of displeasure, not too happy to call them out to scoop water.

Perhaps for Su Huaijing, only things that hinder him in this world are called troubles.

"You really don't look like him."

Yi Qing suddenly laughed, he didn't know who he was thinking of, and he looked happy.

Sister Jing couldn't understand him, she just shook her head with a wry smile, and asked him to rest amiably, and after Yi Qing fell asleep, Su Huaijing slowly opened her eyes.

The smile on the woman's face was gone, and her expression looked extraordinarily rational and calm under the moonlight.

The author has something to say: ww everyone's acting skills are soaring.

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