Canghuan Seven Palaces

kill that man!

He Qiu Pingtian, is a businessman, the most skilled in calculating.He had never had the magnanimity to accept Si Cangqing's love from such a person whom he hated to the bone.

Unconsciously stroking his fingers on the small white jade abacus Si Cangqing gave him, Qiu Pingtian felt that his mind became more and more confused. Ever since he fell in love with the supreme emperor, it was difficult for him to maintain a normal heart!But. ． ． ． ． ．Is it not just him?He could be sure that if Sicangqing insisted on keeping Mo Qingjue by his side this time, the other people would not be as silently tolerant as before!

Turning over and dismounting, two figures of one hundred and one black galloped through the forest.

Si Cangqing stopped suddenly, and asked indifferently, "Here?"

"Yes, master." Feng Xiang replied in a low voice, "There is a formation ahead."

Slightly nodding his head, Si Cangqing walked forward a few feet quickly, then stopped, staring blankly at the lush bamboo forest in front of him, the bamboo branches were blooming in large areas.

The green bamboo blooms once in a lifetime, and the root yuba dies.

Feng Xiang was puzzled, followed his master's gaze, and frowned slightly - folk rumors, bamboo flowers meant disasters.

"What a pity..." On the bamboo bed, a person lay flat on it, quietly looking at the intertwined branches and leaves, and sighed in a low voice: "The bamboos in Sishui are all going to die!"

What answered him was the clear and soft voice of wind shaking sparse bamboo.

So familiar. ． ． ． ． ．So his vision became a little bit blurred, and he suddenly remembered that the "home" where he lived for more than three months was surrounded by a large bamboo forest, and that person lived up to his expectations, and loved the quietness there very much.

At this moment, he regretted coming to the capital.

No matter how similar this bamboo forest is, it is not my home. Only that secluded village is my dream paradise and their home.Even if it is a fantasy created by myself, the happiness in the past is real!

So, he recalled little by little.

Thinking of, in the first month, every night when he carefully traced the face of the sleeping man with his fingers every night; thinking of the surprise when that person approached him for the first time after thinking about it; thinking of that person Concede bit by bit, until there is no way to retreat; think of the ups and downs throbbing in and out of the man's bridal chamber; think of the happiness of that man silently pampering and caring for him. ． ． ． ． ．

So going back to the first meeting, when he saw the arrogant, ruthless and resolute prince, he suddenly felt unspeakable admiration and admiration; When he was able to break the situation he had painstakingly arranged, for the first time, he felt the interest of confrontation and the desire to get closer; so he missed Nan Zheng's getting along with him, when the man endured internal injuries and walked back to the barracks step by step behind his back , he felt for the first time that his own heart would also beat.

As a result, the memories of Mo Qingjue, Qiang Qingmo, Wen and even Yuao were mixed together, intricately mixed, and the chaotic images collided together, so real and so illusory, he just felt that the whole person seemed to be floating.

So, he was pleasantly surprised to see the face of the person who had already occupied all his mind in the 'fantasy'. He was still handsome and indifferent, and his dead heart suddenly came alive.

He smiled heartily and whispered, "Ah Qing..."

Standing at the head of the bamboo bed in a daze, Si Cangqing opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

Why did this person become like this in just two months? !

Her heart seemed to be tightened by something, a little stuffy, a little bit of pain, Si Cangqing slowly squatted down, and raised her hand to caress the man's face, but she could only hang in mid-air.

"Mo..."

He finally called out softly.

The first volume of the final volume: Inquiry about Love

In the world, the most lamentable thing is a mistake.

He clearly felt that his body was deteriorating day by day, and his life was being lost bit by bit.After parting with Si Cangqing last time, he remembered everything, and the memories of four different souls merged into one.

He didn't know which one he was now.

But he has long known that this life will not be good, because since he made a poisonous oath on that snowy night, he has embarked on a road of no return.He wanted to kill Qiang Chouci first, and get rid of the Qiang family, but he was just a puppet, unable to enter the South China Sea, let alone resist the controlling power of the curse.

So he waited for the opportunity and set up one game after another. While luring Qiang Chouci to leave the South China Sea, he also wanted to use Si Cangqing's hand to conquer the South China Sea and destroy the Qiang Clan.

But who knows, he or they are a little bit attracted by Si Cangqing.So all the plans went step by step according to the predetermined method, and revenge was just around the corner. The original 'Wen' made up his mind to approach Si Cangqing at the end of his life, in order not to let 'Mo Qingjue' leave any regrets, It can also logically help Si Cangqing destroy Hongcheng.It's just that his body was completely destroyed, and he has always relied on Gu curses and love-cutting Gus to resist each other and maintain balance. In order not to be found abnormal, he used forbidden techniques to make himself no different from ordinary people.

The consequences of the forbidden technique can be imagined, that is, the accelerated passing of his already declining life.However, 'Mo Qingjue' didn't know about it at that time, and 'Wen', 'Ao' and 'Qiang Qingmo' didn't care at all.

'Qiang Qingmo' just carried out orders in a daze, without any thoughts of his own; while the existence of 'Wen' and 'Ao' was the desire to avenge and protect 'Mo Qingjue', so he made this decision meaninglessly.

After killing Qiang Chouci, the Gu curse was completely lifted, and without the restraint of the Gu curse, this dilapidated body could not bear the backlash of the love-breaking Gu.

There is nothing in life to be willing to be a ghost, even if they don't die well in the end, no one in 'them' will care.

It's just that God always likes to play tricks on the world. 'They' didn't expect that they would fall in love with the emperor who was incompatible with them.

During the decisive battle in Chaotian Mountain, he had long thought of surviving, but when he made up his mind to die with Qiang Chouci, his fate encountered a blunder again.He didn't die, but his body was completely destroyed in the explosion, no matter whether it was a Gu curse or a love breaking Gu, he couldn't resist it.

He knew that his statement had come to an end.So selfishly wanting to have that person's full attention for the last few months.

He thinks he can smile at Jiuquan in this way, because there is someone who loves him - when he dies and turns into a pile of loess, someone will always remember him and miss him from time to time.Then his life will no longer be completely empty and pale.

It's just that one wrong step leads to nothing.That person turned around and left without any regrets.

He asked, are our feelings fake?The man replied, there is no such thing, how can it be true or false? !

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, dragged his broken body, and quietly followed the man to the imperial capital.At that time, he couldn't get up at all, so he could only lie weakly in the sedan chair, listening to the laughter and drumming, imagining the demeanor of that person, and recalling the wedding ceremony of the two.

When life really came to an end, he realized that he would be so low and reluctant.

However, he never regretted it.

"Ah Qing," he smiled, the corners of his eyes moved slightly.

Si Cangqing squatted at the head of the bamboo bed, tentatively trying to caress the man's rotten face with his hand hanging in the air, calling softly, "Mo..."

His eyes widened almost invisibly, and the originally cloudy eyes gradually cleared up. Mo Qingjue tried his best to tilt his head and look at that person. This time he knew that this was definitely not an illusion.

Seeing the other party's intention, Si Cangqing finally touched the sticky and bloody face with his hands, and the cold touch spread violently from the delicate ends to the whole body, so that little bit of dull pain suddenly exploded into endless panic.

He spoke again, very lightly, "Mo..."

He wanted to open his mouth, but found that he didn't have any strength left. Mo Qingjue's eyes dimmed a little bit, and he sighed, "Ah Qing...you are here..."

"Ah."

"I'm not Qiang Qingmo..."

Si Cangqing was slightly startled, but he heard the man continue to whisper, "I'm not Wen, I'm not proud, I'm not Mo Qingjue..."

He whispered, "I don't know who I am."

Carefully stroking the other person's eyebrows along his face, Si Cangqing replied softly, "No problem, you are you." Those four personalities are actually part of Mo Qingjue's heart.

And now, this person is finally complete.

"Ah Qing, hug me." Mo Qingjue didn't pursue any further, and there was a hint of longing in his eyes, "I miss you very much."

Seeing that the man's body seemed to be completely shattered, Si Cangqing felt slightly troubled and did not move for a while.

As if remembering it all at once, Mo Qingjue closed his eyes suddenly, "The way I look now...is ugly, disgusting..."

"No," Si Cangqing stood up, lifted the opponent's neck carefully, and sat down on the bamboo bed.Little by little, he gently hugged the man in his arms.

"Oh, Ah Qing can also comfort people..." Mo Qingjue slightly opened his eyelids, his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and his vision was a little blurred, staring at the unusually familiar face.

Si Cangqing gently combed the other party's hair with one hand, and replied, "No."

"That's weird."

In a trance, the two seem to have returned to the past time, embracing each other, smelling the faint fragrance of bamboo.

Quiet and warm.

"Why did you come to see me all of a sudden?" Mo Qingjue broke the silence between the two of them, mocking himself slightly, "Are you worried that I...would bring you death?"

They are indeed the nemesis of life and death.