Daily Notes of a Taoist Couple

Chapter 33 You, Like Him Very Much?

It was already late at night when someone found out that she had committed suicide. At some point, Qian had the habit of getting up in the middle of the night to kneel to the door god, and would twitch constantly. The maid was afraid of her convulsions, so she prepared to get up and wait on her at night, but It was an unusually peaceful night, the wind in the courtyard was whistling, and the treetops were creaking, and snow fell from the trees occasionally. The servant girl wrapped her body in the jacket and stood outside the door for a while, hearing the sound of There was no movement, and a gust of wind hit her, making her tremble in fright.

But there was still no movement inside, dead silence, she was afraid that something would happen to Madam, so she knocked on the door, but no one answered inside, and there was no breath.

The moonlight was bleak and cold, and accompanied by the coolness of the night, it was a bit creepy. The servant girl mustered up her courage and pushed open the door. It was pitch black inside, and she fumbled to light a candle. In a blink of an eye, she saw two feet hanging in front of her eyes. She looked up again, I saw Qian's two eyeballs were about to pop out, staring at her.

The girl yelled, and even crawled out of Qian's house, her legs were so frightened that she couldn't even walk, and her voice trembled when she called.

When Xuanyuan Mu arrived, he just sighed and ordered the servant to bury his wife generously and bury her in the Xuanyuan family's tomb.

Xuanyuan Ling didn't go to see it, but Xuanyuan Mu said that he was pregnant, so he couldn't see the dead body, which was bad luck.

Xuanyuan Ling didn't say anything either.

After Qian's death, it was Xuanyuan Qinghe who was sad, after all, she was also Xuanyuan Qinghe's biological mother, a tiger would not eat its offspring, no matter how hateful Qian was, she still doted on her own son Xuanyuan Qinghe very much.

The next day, the servant ran to report to the son-in-law's mansion that Xuanyuan Qinghe didn't even have time to wear his clothes and went straight to Xuanyuan's house, but when he saw his mother, he knew what it means to be sad than to die.

The moment of paralysis, the whole body seemed to be on strike in a moment, Xuanyuan Qinghe collapsed on the ground, but he couldn't cry, but he felt that he couldn't breathe.

It took a long time to stare at the graceful and luxurious woman in the luxurious coffin and shout: "Mother..."

Tears fell silently, Xuanyuan Qinghe got up in an instant and rushed towards the coffin, grasping Qian's already stiff hand, hissed at the top of his lungs: "Mother—"

However, the people in the coffin still did not respond.

Xuanyuan Ling stood in a corner not far from the yard, with his back to the wall, closed his eyes, and a tear fell silently.

The sound of Xuanyuan Qinghe's wailing has been lingering, and the whole mansion is in depression.

Xuanyuan Mu was also guarding in front of the coffin, and when he saw Xuanyuan Qinghe, he didn't say anything, he just said: "Let your mother go easily."

Xuanyuan Qinghe turned back with sobs, and yelled at Xuanyuan Mu: "You guys forced her to death! Do you know who she is?! Why didn't you atone for the wicked things you did?! My mother was asked to replace you! "

Xuanyuan Mu roared angrily: "Presumptuous! Do you ever talk to dad like that?!"

Xuanyuan Qinghe stood up, wiped away tears, and asked, "What is the most important thing in your eyes? Is it that woman or this family? Do you know who he is?! Xuanyuan Mu!"

Xuanyuan Mu stared wide-eyed, gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you calling me?"

Xuanyuan Qinghe stared wide-eyed, turned around and pulled out a dagger, cut off his waist-length hair in one stroke, threw it in front of Xuanyuan Mu, and sneered: "Your body, hair and skin, is what you get from your parents, so don't damage it. Xuanyuan Mu, I'll pay you back, okay? Let's cut off our friendship from now on, okay?"

However, what fell were more tears. He never believed that his own father would ruin this family for a woman.

But such a thing had already happened, and Xuanyuan Qinghe was helpless.

Powerless to return to heaven, let it go when the heart dies.

"I have nothing to do with you, Xuanyuan Mu!" Xuanyuan Qinghe left these words, and turned around to leave with Qian's body in his arms.

Xuanyuan Mu shouted: "Come here! Throw this rebellious son out of me! I don't have this son anymore!"

Naturally, Xuanyuan Qinghe was thrown out by Xuanyuan Mu. Even though Qian's funeral was held, Xuanyuan Mu never let Xuanyuan Qinghe take another look.

After Bei Le knew about this, he just sighed, and Gongshu Ji Heng didn't express any opinion.

This was already expected, but it still felt unbelievable. Qian Shi must have been unbearable to be humiliated to choose such an extreme method. It may also be because the couple have been together for so many years, but he has never believed her.

Bei Le asked Gongshu Ji Heng: "Do you think trust is that important to two people? Which is more important to live or trust?"

Gongshu Ji Heng was stunned for a moment, looked into Bei Le's eyes, and didn't answer.

I vaguely remember what he said, you never believed me, and I pretended that I never knew you, that's enough.

He asked him at that time, is trust so important to you?

His answer was, yes, if there is no trust between the two, there is no need to know each other. I am willing to give my life to you because I believe in you.

Feeling sad, Gongshu Ji Heng raised his eyes and looked at Bei Le again, only to see Bei Le blinking at him.

A mist appeared in his eyes.

Maybe I understand what you mean, even if you die, you still want me to believe you.

However, I doubt you.

You want to forget me forever.

Really ruthless.

"Tell me, which is more important, trust or life?" Belle asked unwillingly.

"Does it have anything to do with you? For you, you just need to live well."

"I think so too, but I think trust is very important for people's communication, just like I trust Xuanyuan Ling, otherwise he and I are already in the [-]th floor of hell."

Gongshu Ji Heng asked, "How do you say that?"

Bei Le said: "Xuanyuan Ling said he wanted to maintain an improper relationship with me, and he would protect me well. I believed him and gave him his body, and he took me to pretend to fly, so I think trust is very important. , especially trusting each other.”

Gongshu Jiheng: "..." An unspeakable pain spread from his chest, "You said, you gave him your body? You..."

Belle nodded: "That's right, we're already in that kind of relationship, and I found him a pretty good ghost."

Gongshu Jiheng pursed his lips and left. Bei Le was a little puzzled, and quickly followed: "Hey, hey, what are you running? What happened to me?"

Gongshu Jiheng asked, "Do you like him very much?"

Belle nodded: "Yes, I want to protect him, what's the problem?"

Gongshu Jiheng's face became even more unsightly, and he quickened his pace. Bei Le wondered, what happened to this boring gourd?

Could it be that he likes Xuanyuan Ling?He remembered Xuanyuanling said that this person has been chasing him for a long time!

Could it be because he misunderstood that he likes Xuanyuan Ling?

Damn, brother, your focus is wrong!My point is to discuss life with you and determine the meaning of mutual trust. Hey!

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