The first thousand one hundred and forty-nine chapters of the spiritual communication of Bala
She said she was selfish, but Gong Yueyue understood that she was the most selfish person, and it was impossible to stop her! When she was first reborn, after the Taoist priest's advice, she also thought about what would happen after revenge? But in her previous life
Her nightmare has long since turned into a demon, and she cannot get rid of it or hide from it.
As she gained power bit by bit, she felt like she had a fully charged bow and an arrow in her hand. She would kill all the enemies in her past life and make her enemies in her previous life bleed like rivers. Every time she thought of this, she could feel her soul tremble.
Trembling with excitement.
But Yun Luo's hand was holding her hand too tightly, and she needed her to loosen it again and again. So tonight, she took this opportunity to harden her heart and force Yun Luo to let go.
After returning to Huafangju, Yunluo's mood still had not stabilized. She was so filled with guilt for Gong Yueyue that she burst into tears uncontrollably.
Gong Yueyue only persuaded her a few words, asking her to rest early, then turned around and went back to her room.
But as soon as he closed the door, regardless of the fact that Jin Su was still beside him, his tears instantly burst into tears, and he fell on the table beside him, crying until he couldn't straighten up.
Her mother was the only relative in her life and the person she cherished the most. She was moved by the old lady's love, but her heart was full of secrets and darkness, but she could not get more comfort from them.
She did not dare to reveal the most hidden darkness in her heart to them. The unreciprocal repayment turned their care into a heavy guilt that weighed heavily on her heart.
She thought she was strong enough, but against anything in the world, often the people closest to her could defeat her in an instant.
Seeing her crying so sadly, Jin Su didn't dare to stay any longer, so she immediately left and secured the door, and even sent the maids around to keep them away.
After a long time, Gong Yueyue's tears slowly stopped. But her eyes were still a little hollow. Her mind was as firm as a rock, and even her mother could not shake it.
She had already done the thing. Although her guilt almost defeated her, she did not regret it. Her target was never just the Gong family. She would never be someone who was willing to stay in the deep compound for the rest of her life. Nor could she
Become what your mother expects. Instead of making your mother even more frightened in the future, it is better to let her recognize the reality as soon as possible.
She straightened up, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes gradually became firm. She allowed herself to vent, but she would never let herself be overwhelmed by the sad emotions.
The next day, both she and Yun Luo seemed to be back to the way they were before last night. The two of them ate breakfast harmoniously, and no one mentioned what happened last night.
Because in their hearts, they all wanted to pretend that what happened last night never happened.
But even if she didn't mention it, Yun Luo was already secretly alert in her heart. She didn't want to let Gong Yueyue run around anymore, and she had to take her own feelings into consideration at all times.
Gong Yueyue also felt at ease because she saw that Yun Luo had no grudge against her.
There are some words between mother and daughter that no longer need to be stated clearly. They already understand each other tacitly by looking at each other's attitudes and eyes. Some things only really hurt feelings if they are stated clearly.
Gong Yueyue was nestled in the carriage, holding the hand stove in her arms. She didn't feel much chill, but her hands became a little stiff as soon as she left the hand stove for a short time, which showed that it was really cold.
Those refugees who have no price to return to will probably have an even worse life.
She pulled the deerskin on her body and shrank back into the carriage. This deerskin was the one that Zhao Changyuan hunted personally four years ago. After returning to Gong Mansion, she ordered someone to tan it carefully.
, as long as it is winter, she almost never leaves her body.
After looking at the letter in her hand, she couldn't help but pick it up and read it again.
Zhao Changyuan's letter writing has become more and more sophisticated, and he can write even trivial things interestingly.
Gong Yueyue read it with her lips curled up, and then carefully collected the letters. She had already been reluctant to burn them, and took the risk to keep them all in envelopes. Touching the deerskin on her body, she thought of him.
Zhao Changyuan, his appearance was like an accident.
She has lived three lives, and her total age is older than that of the old lady. She carries an old heart in her arms. She is tired of love, even disgusted, but that person's love is so firm and humble.
In the four years of letters, he never stopped, making the feelings she thought would fade away with time become more vivid. In the letters, she never made it clear, and he never asked for an answer.
This kind of spiritual communication in a Baratonic way, and the ambiguity of lovers who are not satisfied, made her feel safe and sweet. She knew how unfair this was to Zhao Changyuan, but she still felt that it was just right and did not break through that layer.
She felt safe that she hadn't given up her heart yet. Although it might just be her own illusion, she didn't have the courage to take another step forward because she didn't know whether it was paradise or hell just one step away.
In the past four years, they could count on one hand the number of times they met. It was difficult for her to go out, and it was even more difficult for him to withdraw from the war. Even when they met, they only glanced at each other in a hurry, and said as much nonsense as in his letter.
She asked herself if she really missed him.
And Zhao Changyuan is not the same.
After repelling the attacks of the Liao Kingdom one after another, everyone felt a little relieved when they saw that the enemy troops on the opposite side had ceased their activities.
After that, they began to mechanically and numbly clean the battlefield, calculate the battle losses, and prepare for the next encounter with the enemy.
Zhao Changyuan stood on the city wall, looking at the numb faces around him, and suddenly felt that enough was enough, and this battle should probably stop.
After four years of accumulated military exploits, he finally no longer held a idle position in the army, but led a cavalry and became a general. Qingfeng also blatantly became a deputy general beside him.
"Master, are you going to stop?" Qingfeng listened to his sigh and asked in a low voice.
Zhao Changyuan was still looking into the distance and did not look back at him. The battles over the years have also given his gentle face a somewhat resolute outline, his body has become more slender, and his broad back contains explosive power like a cheetah. But he has always been gentle.
However, his aura didn't seem to have changed much, and there was a little smile in the corners of his eyes, but his pair of deep eyes made it increasingly difficult to understand clearly.
"Qingfeng, I miss her."
Qingfeng, who originally thought he wouldn't answer, was about to give up when she heard him suddenly say.
Qingfeng stepped back for a moment and didn't say much. He just asked, "What do you plan to do, master?"
Hearing his question, Zhao Changyuan turned to look at him, and the smile in the corners of his eyes deepened a little, "Why don't you say a few words to me? Say that I want a beauty but not a country?"
Qingfeng lowered his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "If these words are useful, I will tell you."
Looking at Qingfeng, who was more mature and steady than before, Zhao Changyuan smiled and said, "You have learned to be smart and stopped saying useless words."
However, Qingfeng still had a calm face and said: "Master, I always said this on my lips two years ago, but I have never said it in the past two years. No matter how stupid I am, I can understand. If the master is not indifferent,
, it’s so thick that I can’t even open my mouth. Besides, the master is not young anymore, and Miss Gong has grown up, so it’s time to settle the matter.” (To be continued)