Lu Xiaofeng's sword screams nine days

South China Sea and Baiyun City are far apart.The boat traveled for another nine days, starry night and night, before arriving at Baiyun City.Compared with the earth-shattering when he first heard the news about the two sons from Yu Luocha, Ye Qingge has calmed down a lot.

However, when she saw Ye Qingge's son, Ye Qingge, who came down from the boat, his spirit had improved a lot after nine days of breathing adjustment, but he looked thinner, tears still fell down.

Ye Gucheng hurriedly took a step forward, feeling dry in his throat, as if he had a lot to say, but felt that there was no need to say anything, he just called out "Mother" in a low voice.

Ye Qingge originally thought that if he saw this dead child Chang An, he must first scold him bloody.But now, seeing her son who used to be handsome and handsome, but now looks more like a frail scholar, she was on the verge of scolding, so she couldn't say anything.

In the end, Ye Qingge's loving mother was so tortured that he didn't know what to do, so he could only suppress the bitterness in his heart, reached out and stroked Ye Gucheng's forehead hair, and straightened his hair that was blown by the sea wind, sighed "" Let's go, let's go home first."

Ye Gucheng is no longer a teenager. He has practiced martial arts all year round and has blood from the Western Regions, which makes him look very tall among men.A man who has always stood upright and never bowed to anyone, when Ye Qingge was arranging his hair, he naturally bent down and let Ye Qingge tidy up his slightly messy sideburns.

Ye Gucheng only thought that his mother must have learned some acupressure skills, and as soon as she came up, she poked his teardrops, making his eyes moist and hot.Ye Gucheng is not Gong Jiu, and Gong Jiu's tears are just a means to achieve his goal for him.Even if there is true love, it will serve the purpose behind it.As for Ye Gucheng, he is not a real child, he has never cried since he was a child, and when he grows up, he realizes the way of swordsmanship, and his heart is unmatched, how can he imitate the attitude of a crying daughter.

But now, in front of Ye Qingge, Ye Gucheng finally had a trace of moisture in his eyes.He thought of many possibilities, either scolding or beating, but he never expected such warmth.In the previous life, when Ye Gucheng was still Tao Yao, although his mother loved him, she was more in love and used the back half of her body to cherish the memory of her dead father.And Tao Yao seldom received love and care in his life, and sometimes even he would ignore himself.

When he became Ye Gucheng, Ye Qingge's love for him began at the beginning of life, it was very natural and never stopped.Because of the rarity of this maternal love, Ye Gucheng has only seen it in his life, so it is so precious.

Therefore, Ye Gucheng can be fearless to the world, but alone, he cannot let Ye Qingge down.

Ye Qingge and Ye Gucheng's mother and son walked in front, and the followers behind them stepped back a few feet consciously, leaving room for the mother and son to talk alone.

"You are serious." Ye Qingge looked at his son's pale expression, and did not use interrogative sentences.That was her son, who had been raised by her side since he was a child, and she only needed to take one look at him to know that his son was irreversible.

"Yes." Ye Gucheng pursed his lips and finally answered.This word is extremely light, but it is so heavy.

Ye Gucheng's eyes are like hers.Ye Qingge looked into Ye Gucheng's eyes, as if seeing himself back then.Back then when her father passed away suddenly, she had to support the entire Baiyun City by herself. She knew that she should recruit a son-in-law at this time to continue Ye's blood, but she just went crazy and lingered with that man to death.At that time, Ye Qingge was thinking that if love was hopeless, it would be good to leave a child, even if it was just a thought.

Ye Qingge knew Yu Luocha's identity, and even more understood Yu Luocha's ambition.It is impossible for him to stop at the square inch of Baiyun City. The eagles of the Western Regions should soar in the Western Regions.Therefore, Ye Qingge let Yu Luocha go.From the very beginning, she didn't want to use love affairs to fetter Yu Luocha's progress.That's not in line with her principles. Ye's daughter has always had her own pride.No regrets, but also, not obsessed.

The two loves should stay together forever, if you are ruthless, I will leave.

It's not that a woman like Ye Qingge doesn't care about fame and debauchery, but her unique bravery and strength.Yu Luocha had rejoiced countless times that she stayed and used her two children to keep Ye Qingge's heart.Although they are far apart from each other, they can't break it, forget it, or let it go.

In the end, he was the one who obsessed her.

But at this moment, Ye Gucheng's eyes are exactly the same as Ye Qingge's desperate look back then.But she has more power than she is bound to gain.Ye Qingge looked at Ye Gucheng and sighed in his heart, her child is braver than her.She didn't even have to ask about the shallow and deep feelings.She should have known that even if Fujiu's surname was Gong, her son's blood was Ye's blood, and what was passed down in Ye's blood was, if I love you, I will never leave him in life or death.

Ye Qingge stopped talking, and the mother and son went to the city lord's mansion.Ye Gucheng helped Ye Qingge step into the mansion, the vermilion gate was slowly closed, isolating all the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Ye Qingge took Ye Gucheng all the way to the mansion.In the deepest part of the mansion, the mechanism was turned slightly, and the wall burst open.Ye Gucheng knew that this was the ancestral hall, a real ancestral hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Ye family.

Ye's city was destroyed that year, and the seven temples were destroyed by a fire by the enemy.The ancestors avoided disasters in Baiyun City, but they dared not openly worship the former emperor and empress.Only an ancestral hall was built deep in the mansion to worship the ancestors.Compared with the ancestral hall outside the Ye family, this ancestral hall is simple and small, but it carries the wish of the Ye family's descendants to restore the country from generation to generation.

"Kneel down." Ye Qingge broke away from Ye Gucheng's hand that was supporting her, lit three sticks of incense, bowed his head solemnly, and then inserted into the incense burner.The sandalwood as thin as a silk thread curled up, and it was solemn and inexplicable for a while.

Ye Gucheng also lit three sticks of incense, repeated Ye Qingge's steps, inserted the incense burner, and then solemnly knelt down on the futon.

"Chang'an, look at the ancestors of the Ye family and tell mother, what is a burden?" Ye Qingge's expression was very serious, her voice was not high, but it seemed to be magnified many times in such an empty ancestral hall , Every word and every sentence seemed to knock on Ye Gucheng's heart.

Ye Gucheng pursed his lips, and replied, "The fate is given to me, and I accept it myself, which is to bear it."

"Love is a matter of destiny?" Ye Qingge's expression became more serious. At this moment, there was even a stern light in his eyes.

Ye Gucheng frowned.It may be far-fetched to say that the matter of love is given by the destiny, but the matter of fate does have a sense of destiny.However, if it is not the destiny, what will it come from?For a while, Ye Gucheng fell into deep thought, and Ye Qingge didn't bother him.She needs his son to think clearly, to understand.I can see clearly what a very difficult and dangerous path I have chosen, and I have not gone far, and there is still a chance to turn around.

There was a long silence.The incense in the censer has been burned out, but the faint aroma is still lingering in the air.Suddenly, Ye Gucheng's slightly closed eyes opened, and a more brilliant and focused light burst out from his star-like pupils.

"The matter of love is not determined by God, but what I want."

Ye Gucheng said, this is what he wanted.That is, even if there are difficulties and dangers in the future, he does not have to regret it, let alone retreat.Because he begged for it, so no matter the ups and downs, all kinds of tastes, he should bear it all by himself.

No, he's not doing it alone.He also has his younger brother, who he and Ah Jiu are responsible for.Now that they have taken this step, from the very beginning, none of them can turn back.

Ye Qingge's hands tightened suddenly.His expression was frosty and cold, "In front of the Ye family's ancestors, I just ask you, you really, you won't regret it?" If you don't regret today's stubbornness, don't regret the impulsiveness of the past, you can guarantee that after many years, this This relationship will not make you resentful, and you will not regret that you have shamed the Ye family.

Ye Gucheng scanned the densely packed ancestral plaques, and took a deep breath.He knows that there are some things that must be given up, if he still wants to get something.

"I have no regrets in the lonely city. However, in order to avoid the shame of the family, the lonely city will be hidden from the world from now on. The battle at the top of the Forbidden City will remove Ye Gucheng from the world."

After saying this, Ye Gucheng paid homage to Ye Qingge and the ancestors of the Ye family.Ye Qingge's heart skipped a beat as his smooth forehead hit the cold blue brick with a muffled sound.

Rivers and lakes removed.Ye Qingge knew what this meant to a swordsman.It means that he let go of all his pride and put aside all the eyes looking up at him.From then on, even if the sword is still drawn, it will no longer be stained with the blood of a person in the rivers and lakes.Even if there are occasional acts of righteousness, you must never let others know that you did it.

A swordsman who is removed from the world is a mystery of life and death, and the world is farewell forever.Ye Gucheng was born and grew up in the Jianghu since he was a child, but at this moment, he is determined to withdraw from the Jianghu.

Ye Qingge knew that her son was already an immortal of the sword, so why should he care about fame, wealth and status.However, a man is still unwilling to live with his life buried in his life, let alone her son?However, if he said this, he would definitely do it.In a few days, there will be no trace of Ye Gucheng in Jianghu. After 50 years, Lieutenant General in Jianghu will no longer know who Ye Gucheng is. After a hundred years, the name of the sword fairy will never be known.

In this way, her son still said, no regrets.

Ye Qingge sighed and waved his hands, "Forget it, it's up to you." She walked out of the hidden ancestral hall of the Ye family.Finally turned around and looked back.In a few years, this ancestral hall should be able to stand in the sun and be enshrined openly.Finally, she had the chance to witness the dream of their Ye family for several lifetimes.

There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so why should she force it.

Ye Gucheng knelt in the ancestral hall and smiled faintly.It doesn't matter if you are removed from the rivers and lakes, and it doesn't matter if you are tortured for half a month. As long as you turn around and look back after many years, there are two pairs of footprints walking side by side, and there is still the warm hand that has been stretched out beside you.