Dedicated to life

"Father, learning martial arts is too tiring, Qingge doesn't want to."

"Father, Uncle Mo is getting married today. He is the emperor, and his wife is the queen, right?"

"Father, Qingge has changed her mind, I want to learn all your martial arts."

"Father, after Qingge has learned martial arts, she can protect the person she wants to protect, right?"

"Father, mother, why didn't you allow me to enter the palace?"

There was darkness in Yu Qingge's mind, but the words she said when she was young echoed, even she could hear that immature voice changing with different moods.

From coquettishly refusing his father to learn martial arts, to later asking him to teach himself martial arts, and finally to being disappointed when his father and mother banned him from entering the palace.

These images flooded into Yu Qingge's mind one by one, and the last image was a woman with a cold profile, she was wearing a bright red palace dress, with golden phoenix embroidered on the wide cuffs, she was obviously in a magnificent palace In the palace, she was dressed in an incomparably noble phoenix robe, but she was as untainted as a fairy in the sky.

She is Uncle Mo's married wife. According to her mother, her name is Ling Mojin.

Ling Mojin, Ling Mojin, Jin'er, it would be great if I could call her like this.

Looking at the cold face, Yu Qingge felt an impulse in her heart. She wanted this woman to smile, and she wanted to smile at herself. With such a picturesque face, it must be the most beautiful smile in the world.

Yu Qingge's hand that had been quietly placed by her side trembled a little, and her eyelashes, which were too beautiful, also trembled a little, like a butterfly about to spread its wings, and its wings were about to open.

Ling Mojin was sitting on the edge of her bed, just lifted the quilt, and wanted to pinch her arms and calves, but heard that extremely weak voice, the voice was a bit hoarse, like someone who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly opened his mouth. so-so.

"Jin'er..."

"Jin'er..."

Ling Mojin didn't find it unpleasant at all, on the contrary, it was the most beautiful sound of nature in the world, because no matter how hoarse the voice was, she could still recognize that it was Yu Qingge's voice.

Jin Er.

That was the title I rejected in every possible way when I was in Fengguo Temple, and it was also the title I gradually got used to, and it was also Yu Qingge's favorite title.

Ling Mojin's tears fell drop by drop from her eye sockets and down her cheeks without warning, and when she saw the woman on the bed with her eyes completely open, her tears were uncontrollable like beads with a broken thread .

All the suffering these days did not make her shed a single tear, but when she saw Yu Qingge open her eyes, all her strength collapsed.

At the moment when the four eyes met, she was no longer the untainted fairy in the eyes of everyone, no longer the high queen, no longer the queen dowager with power over the world, and she was no longer the ruthless regicide. She is just an ordinary woman waiting for her lover to wake up.

Ling Mojin stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, afraid that she could not help crying, the tears fell on her hand covering her mouth, on her skirt, and on Yu Qingge's fingertips.

Little did they know that the tears passed through Yu Qingge's eyes like sparks, and then entered her heart, burning her heart so painfully.

What Yu Qingge wanted most in the past ten years was for Ling Mojin to smile at her. Now even though she knew that she was crying with joy because of her waking up, but felt pain in her heart, how could she be willing to let Ling Mojin shed a tear for her? ?

"Why are you crying? Could it be that you don't want to see me?" Yu Qingge opened her mouth with difficulty, her voice was small and hoarse, she spread her hands to catch Ling Mojin's tears that kept falling.

"No...not." Ling Mojin finally let go of her hand, the voice she tried to restrain was still uncontrollable, she cried and held Yu Qingge's face, and met those seductive winking eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that Ling Mojin finally confirmed that Yu Qingge woke up, she really woke up, her eyes were like a bottomless lake, allowing Ling Mojin to see her embarrassed appearance inside.

"Don't cry, I like seeing Jin'er smile the most." Yu Qingge only saw Ling Mojin in her eyes, and heard her intermittent crying in her ears. clear cut.

She thought that she would never see Ling Mojin again, she would never feel the warmth of these hands again, when Ling Mojin's hands touched her face, she couldn't believe it when she really felt the warmth, Is that warm touch really Ling Mojin?

Until that familiar face approached her, her eyes were full of joy, surprise, and more affection for herself, but also mixed with a little disbelief and fear. She was afraid that her waking up was a hallucination, was she dreaming? ?

"Jin'er, help me up." Yu Qingge handed her his hand.

Ling Mojin naturally followed suit, lifted her up and leaned into her arms, but kept her hands on her body for a moment, for fear that she would find that she was still lying down and hadn't woken up after a while.

Yu Qingge leaned in Ling Mojin's arms, stretched out her arms to hug her neck, and greedily inhaled the smell of her body, just like the smell that reassured her in memory.

"Jin'er hugged me too tightly, it hurts me." Yu Qingge said softly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but her heart was full of mixed feelings, but her distress was the most. Her Jin'er had lost weight, and her body It's not what it used to be.

The person who was holding him loosened his embrace immediately, and apologetically in a crying voice: "I'm sorry...I..."

"Fool." Yu Qingge put her arms around Ling Mojin's waist. She didn't have much strength yet, so she could only hug her symbolically.

"I hope you can hold me like this all the time, don't let go, the closer the better." Although Yu Qingge's voice was hoarse, it was full of longing and tenderness,

"Qingge?" Ling Mojin's voice was a little uncertain and tentative, and she was still afraid that all this was an illusion of her longing.

"Here I am, the real me. Feel it." Yu Qingge exhausted his little strength to prop up his body, slightly left Ling Mojin's arms, held her hand and stroked his face.

When you can't get it, you don't feel anything. If you get it, you have to take it away. Nothing is better than stripping your muscles and bones from your own flesh and blood.

The strength of these days is not painless, but numb. Besides, there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart. I believe that Yu Qingge will not abandon herself. The moment she really wakes up is like sewing her muscles and bones into her flesh and blood again. In it, it hurts more than when it was taken away earlier.

Ling Mojin's tears were still flowing, as if she was going to shed all the tears in this life at once, she was too scared.

She was afraid that the woman who made her promise to live up to her life would leave first. From now on, no one would be with her for the rest of her life, and no one would hold her hand in his palm and call her "Jin'er" softly. There is Xiaoer, but how can family affection replace this deep-rooted love?

If there is no Yu Qingge, I am afraid that Ling Mojin will only be left with boundless loneliness for the rest of her life. How can Yu Qingge be willing to let her go through these long years alone?

"Do you feel it?" Yu Qingge smiled in front of her, with infinite pity in her eyes. These days have caused her to suffer. With her temper, she can shed tears to this extent , Then how much pain must be hidden to be able to cry like this.

Ling Mojin hugged Yu Qingge into her arms again, this time with more force than before, as if only this kind of strength could express her missing, as if she wanted to rub her into her own flesh and blood.

"Yu Qingge..." Ling Mojin remembered that she hadn't called her by her first and last name for a long time, and this name was engraved on her heart after all.

"Huh?" The man in her arms quietly let her hug her, and responded obediently.

"Yu Qingge..." Ling Mojin was hesitant to speak, obviously she had something to say.

"What does Jin'er want to say?" Yu Qingge wanted to look up at her expression. How long does it take for this woman to say something?

"Don't ever leave me again, don't ever leave me again."

Ling Mojin repeated the phrase "Don't leave me again" in Yu Qingge's ear. This sentence is not hoarse, nor is there too much sorrow, but it has a sincere retention of Yu Qingge , that crying voice completely melted Yu Qingge's heart.

Yu Qingge raised her head, and pressed her forehead against Ling Mojin's. Her pale lips touched Ling Mojin's slightly, but she didn't kiss her.

She didn't intend to seduce/seduce Ling Mojin, but such actions made Ling Mojin unable to bear it. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she kissed this enchanting woman in front of her.

Just as she was about to move her lips forward, she heard a whisper from her pale lips: "Ling Mojin, I love you."

At such a close distance, the affection in Ling Mojin's eyes was as strong as her own, it was so thick and hot, right in front of her eyes, she kissed Ling Mojin's lips without hesitation.

She doesn't need Ling Mojin to say the same love language as her, she has reached this point, it doesn't matter if she says it or not, but she slept for too long, so long that she was afraid that Ling Mojin would forget how much she loves her .

Yu Qingge is eager to let Ling Mojin feel her affection again, the hot feeling is like a fire in her heart, and at this moment she is clamoring for Yu Qingge to express it.

Coupled with Ling Mojin's sentence "Don't leave me again", every word and every word made Yu Qingge feel distressed. She felt that there was no word that could make her want to tell Ling Mojin more than the three words "I love you". Jin's.

It was originally just a kiss like a touch of water, but Ling Mojin couldn't help but deepen its temperature. She hasn't kissed Yu Qingge like this for a long time.

When I didn't accept Yu Qingge before, I kept restraining myself from falling into her kisses, but when I let go of the shackles and shackles, I realized that I liked Yu Qingge's behavior like Meng Lang's when facing me, and liked her fiery kisses , like her enchanting body, like everything about her.

At this moment, she actually has such a strong desire/desire to feel Yu Qingge's heat, but when Yu Qingge's body was leaning against her feebly, she remembered that Yu Qingge had just woken up, her body was weak, no matter how eager It shouldn't be at this time.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't control it for a while..." Ling Mojin hugged her tightly, feeling a little guilty for being forgetful just now, when did she become like this?

"Jin'er doesn't need to blame herself, I understand what you can't say." Yu Qingge panted slightly, she couldn't accept such a fierce kiss for a while.

But it's rare to see Ling Mojin take such an active role. She just blamed her body for not being able to bear it. After thinking about it, she whispered in Ling Mojin's ear again: "I'll get better after a while, so I'll let you Love, okay?"

Ling Mojin blushed slightly when she heard the words, and suddenly thought of the night when Yu Qingge was so enchanting, she hugged herself like a fire and burned together, and felt a little ashamed in her heart again, it seemed that even if she longed for Yu Qingge again, In some respects, Yu Qingge's openness will never lose to his own initiative at the moment.