wife and king

"Qingbo, Qingbo!" Yan Cangling waved his hands, and suddenly woke up from the nightmare, his pupils opened in astonishment. Wet the soft pillow.

He was already in tears.

"Mu Qing, what's the matter..." Ji Linchuan woke up, looked at the bewildered Yan Cangling, warmed his palm, and stroked his cheek, "Are you having a nightmare?"

As soon as the gentle words fell, his body became hot instantly, and he was hugged tightly in Yan Cangling's arms.The hanging teardrops rolled down his shoulders and wet Ji Linchuan's heart. As smart as he is, he could quickly guess that Yan Cangling was dreaming of a clear wave. He softened his voice, like a mother comforting a child, and patted Yan Cangling's back: "Mu Qing is fine, it's fine."

"Jing Han, Jing Han..." Yan Cangling cried bitterly, like a helpless child, clutching Ji Linchuan, the strength that supported him, and shedding all the pain, "Qingbo is dead, and I just stared blankly like this." Watching her die..." With eyes open, I felt her love and hatred at the last moment, the pain and despair at the last moment.

Word by word, with tears in his eyes, he told Ji Linchuan about his dream. When the dream ended in words, he burst into tears again, dispelling endless sadness: "Jing Han, Jing Han." He repeated Hugging Ji Linchuan over and over again, he was afraid, afraid that Ji Linchuan would be like Qingbo, and miss that sweetheart forever.

"Don't be afraid, I'm still here, and I won't be separated from you again. Qingbo has already left, if I leave again, I will be sorry for Qingbo."

Yan Cangling responded with a passionate kiss.Yan Cangling's kisses have always been gentle, and he was afraid that Ji Linchuan would be crushed with a little force, but today, he was so overbearing that he almost swallowed Ji Linchuan's stomach, sweeping the taste in Ji Linchuan's cavity fiercely, too hard, too Too affectionate and too painful.

Kissing is the best way for him to vent.

"If you don't want Qingbo's death to be worthless, find out who is behind the scenes for her and protect Mengrong."

When the words fell in his ears, Yan Cangling's eyes were filled with desolation. He stared fixedly at Ji Linchuan, sighed all his life, and said a word: "Okay..."

It's just not now, the current him needs to rest... He is too tired, the pain that Qingbo experienced in that dream, whether it is body or mind, is still deeply imprinted on his body, the pain makes him breathe The pain of despair.

"Mu Qing, let's have a good rest." Taking Yan Cangling's head into his arms, Ji Linchuan was like a mother, running his warm hands along Yan Cangling's back, giving him even a little bit of comfort, and making Yan Cangling feel at ease.

"Jing Han, it's good that you're still here." He fell into a deep sleep, and in the comfort of this moment, the corners of his lips slightly curled up in happiness.

The dead are gone, the living should cherish each other.

The next day, Yan Cangling cheered up and took Ji Linchuan to the ice cellar.The moment he saw Qingbo's corpse, tears welled up in Yan Cangling's eyes uncontrollably, he could only turn his head away and lean on Ji Linchuan's body, lest his helplessness be seen by him.

Ji Linchuan couldn't be personally on the scene, so he didn't understand the sorrow, but from Yan Cangling's vivid description, he also roughly understood Qingbo's pain when he died.Looking at the silent corpse, my heart felt numb and sore as if being stabbed by a needle.He didn't see Qingbo many times, but every time he met, he still remembered the beautiful face that kept smiling. At this moment, that face can no longer be seen, replaced by this scorched face that can't be seen clearly .

"Mu Qing." He lightly patted Yan Cangling on the shoulder, smiled slightly, and encouraged Yan Cangling to stand up in his own unique way.

Yan Cangling took a deep breath and came back to his senses, glanced at Le Qi and the others beside him, then stepped forward, squatted down, looked around Qingbo's body, and said to the prepared body: "Pry her mouth open!" open."

Wu Zuo agreed, and did as she did. When she pried open her mouth, she saw the severed finger that was bitten between her lips.Wu Zuo exclaimed in surprise: "It's so strange, when I came last time, I still couldn't pry her lips open."

Yan Cangling turned his face away and did not answer.People always say that there will be a soul after death. Qingbo has already told her past experience in a dream, and she has fulfilled her last wish in this world, so she can leave with peace of mind.

After taking out the severed finger, Yan Cangling continued to call out to open Qingbo's left hand, and also pulled out a palm-sized token from it.

"Huh? How do you know these things are on Qingbo's body?" Le Zi asked because she didn't know why.

Yan Cangling smiled bitterly: "Qingbo told me in a dream." To put it lightly, in fact, maybe it was not telling him in a dream, but let his soul enter Qingbo's body to feel Qingbo's love and hatred.

When the token appeared in front of him, Yan Cangling frowned deeply, frowned and stared for a while, but couldn't figure out who owned the token, so he had to hand it to Le Ziyou: "Be sure to find out who owns it. "

"Don't worry."

"As for the severed finger..." Yan Cangling lowered his head and looked at it. The severed finger was stained a lot of gray and black due to the smoke and dust, but Qingbo protected it very well by biting his mouth. There was a thick callus at the base of the severed finger. , the thumb is broad and flat, it can be seen that he is a martial arts practitioner, but apart from this, there is no difference.

Yan Cangling rubbed the center of his brows, when he looked with Qingbo's eyes at that time, because of the backlight, he could only vaguely see the faces of the four people, but they were not clear. Le Qi said: "Look for these two people who are alive. One of them has a wound on his crotch and his root is cut off. The man's physical signs will change. The other has his abdomen cut. Now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. The two of them are about this. As tall as you can be." He gestured at a height, and then told the figures of the two of them, "It's roughly like this, as for the appearance..." He turned around and faced Xiaoyue, "You tell me."

But Xiaoyue also shook her head: "It was too dark at that time, so I could only see something vaguely, not clearly."

"Then let's look for it." Yan Cangling frowned, "We will find it."

"Yes."

Le Qi and Le Zi responded, swept towards the other two corpses, and asked tentatively, "How did these two people die?"

Yan Cangling raised his head and laughed hahaha, the sarcasm was written on his face, he stopped laughing, and cast a cold light in his eyes: "The one who was killed by Qingbo..." He pointed to the corpse with broken leg bones, " The stone statue pushed down by Qingbo broke its leg. When Qingbo set fire to it, he was burned to death. The other one tried to harm Qingbo. Before he died, Qingbo clung to him tightly, forcing him to be unable to move, and finally delayed his escape. At that moment, they were crushed by beams and burned to death. None of them was safe and sound, even the two who escaped did not end well! Qingbo killed four people with only one person. , she is really good!"

No one made a sound, and they were all proud of Qingbo's contribution in their hearts, but Xiaoyue was sobbing, only Ahwu was hugging her and whining to comfort her.

"Mu Qing, we are going to look for someone, you...sorry..." After struggling for a long time, the words still fell out of my mouth, the deep meaning in these words clearly fell into the bottom of Yan Cangling's heart - Le Zi from this It is to let Haruna go to the ground for peace.

But Yan Cangling vetoed it: "No, when that person sees Qingbo for the last time, it's not appropriate to let her be buried."

"Who? Mengrong?" Le Ziyou asked.

Unfortunately, not.Yan Cangling took a deep breath, and the memory fragments in his brain were overwhelmed, and finally merged into a person: "Jiang Fenglai."

"Jiang Fenglai? Who is this?" Le Qi frowned, and looked at the eldest brother beside him who had been frowning silently, but in return Le Ziyou shook his head in the same way.

"I don't know either. I always feel that Mu Qing is mysterious. All in all, let's go to Pinfang Pavilion first."

"it is good."

The two brothers walked towards Pinfang Pavilion with heavy steps one after the other, each step was as heavy as a thousand pounds.In the past, when I walked to Pinfang Pavilion, I walked briskly and entered the door with a smile, but today, I couldn't pass that step no matter what.

The wind chimes under the eaves were still tinkling in the wind, but the Yiren who was leaning on the railing never walked out of the corridor again, raised the silk in his hand, and waved to them with a natural smile.

As we approached, the wind picked up, and the wind chime rang, but when it entered my ears, it became dry and unpleasant. Unfortunately, the wind chime lost its clear waves, and it could no longer sound the original taste. The fragrance, after entering the nose, is also a little more melancholy, and the fragrance is missing.

Without Qingbo, Pinfang Pavilion instantly changed its appearance.

"My lord, you should leave quickly. I have already told you that Miss Qingbo has already left Pinfang Pavilion, and this Pinfang Pavilion has also been handed over to me."

"I don't believe it! Qingbo told me that Pinfang Pavilion is her home, and she won't leave! Let me go in and look for it again!"

An excited male voice came through the air, and Le Zi, the two brothers paused at the same time, looked at each other, walked forward, and saw a man and a woman standing in front of Pinfang Pavilion, surrounded by people watching the excitement people.

"I said, Miss Qingbo has left. I have asked you to look for it in the cabinet before. Why don't you give up and come here every day to wait? If you continue like this and block the way of the guests, you will die." You are welcome." The woman standing in front of the door with her hips akimbo is dignified, her brows look a little like Qingbo's calmness, but her temperament lacks a lot of Qingbo's flavor.

Le Ziyou was stunned for a moment, and slowly focused his eyes on the woman. He even unknowingly compared all the women with Qingbo...

"Big brother."

A concerned voice sounded, Le Ziyou raised his eyes slightly, and this angle just fit the man's appearance, and he froze for a moment.