"Uncle Nan, I think she is a fool. You see her staring at her candied haws stupidly and not eating."
Nan Wuyou reached out to touch the silent Xiao Qiluo. Suddenly, with a swish sound, a hidden weapon flew over from the side and hit Nan Wuyou's hand accurately.
"Ah..." Suddenly, she covered her hands in pain, became unsteady, and fell to the ground.
Wu Yazi did not hit Nan Wuyou with all his strength. Now he was not in the mood to lecture others. He only thought about Xiao Qiluo. If he tried harder, Nan Wuyou's hand gesture would definitely break.
The next moment, Xiao Qiluo was already held in a hug.
"Is something okay? Are you scared?"
"Who are you? How dare you touch our young lady!" Khan, known as Uncle Nan, pulled out his sword and screamed at Wu Yazi.
However, Wuya didn't even raise his head. He didn't take this tall and big adult seriously at all. He only had little Qiluo in his eyes. He hugged little Qiluo tightly in his arms and held her tightly.
The cold little hands gave her warmth.
However, Xiao Qiluo still lowered her head and said nothing. She held the candied haws firmly in her hand and had no sense of the outside world at all.
Uncle Nan helped Nan Wuyou up from the ground. Nan Wuyou looked up and found Wu Yazi——
"Wow, it's you, little brother, do you still remember me?" When Nan Wuyou saw that the person coming was Wu Yazi, an innocent, romantic, and sincerely happy smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she walked to Wu Yazi's side.
, asked expectantly.
Wu Yazi did not speak. He squatted in front of Qiluo, let Qiluo lie on his back, and put her hands around his neck. Then he stood up and carried her towards Lanling Mansion.
When Nan Wuyou saw it, he quickly ran to follow her and asked in confusion, "Brother, who is she and why are you so nice to her?"
Wu Yazi turned around, with a cold light in his eyes. Nan Wuyou was so frightened that he couldn't help but take two steps back. Wu Yazi said coldly, "Don't call me that, or I'll kill you!"
Although he was not old, his lethality was extremely strong. The murderous look in his eyes shocked Uncle Nan.
Who is he? Why does he exude such aura?
Nan Wuyou stood there blankly, tears of grievance were about to flow out.
Why was he so mean to her and so nice to that stupid person? He was afraid that she would be cold and put her hand into his neck.
"Miss, it's time for us to leave." Uncle Nan said respectfully from the side.
Nan Wuyou looked at Wu Yazi's back until he disappeared, then reluctantly left.
*
Wu Yazi carried Qiluo on his back and walked slowly on the street. Qiluo was lying on his back obediently with a candied haws in his hand.
He walked for a while, put Qiluo down from his back, and then turned to look at her. She was like a broken fairy, and the tear mole in the corner of her eyes had become very dim. He raised his hand and pulled her fur
OK, asked, "Why don't you speak? Don't you want to talk to me?"
Xiao Qiluo lowered her head and said nothing.
Wu Yazi took the candied haws in her hand, bit into one, chewed it in his mouth, and said while eating, "It's so delicious, do you want to eat it together?"
As a cool book boy, it was really difficult for him to coax Xiao Qiluo to talk.
Xiao Qiluo turned around and walked forward. The snow-white fur wrapped her in it, making her look so small.
Wu Yazi paused, then followed her, holding her hand, and the two of them walked on the street with few pedestrians.
Snowflakes suddenly appeared in the sky.
Winter has arrived early.
*
The tasseled transparent coffin was placed in the Xinuang Pavilion of Lanling Mansion.
Liusu, like Qiluo, was afraid of the cold in winter, so Emperor Zhuyao ordered many heaters to be installed in the Xinuang Pavilion. The entire Xinuan Pavilion was as warm as spring, and beautiful and holy flowers were placed around her door.
Three days later, Emperor Zhuyao and Liusu were about to hold the underworld wedding in the history of the Ri Yao Dynasty. Everyone was busy in an orderly manner, and the Lanling Mansion began to be decorated with joy.
Liusu was lying in the coffin, sitting on the ground with Emperor Yao, staying by his side, playing chess, calligraphy and painting, and talking to her. Since she passed away, he has not left her side. It seems that only in this way can he feel
She didn't leave.
"Greetings to the Emperor."
At this moment, Zhu Minglie walked in.
He raised his hand and asked the slaves waiting outside to retreat.
Emperor Zhuyao raised his head, and the eyes of the two brothers met in the air. The two people who were once at war with each other seemed to have all their grudges dissipated with the wind because of Liusu's departure.
"You're here."
"I want to be alone with her for a while." He walked to Liusu's coffin and said to Emperor Zhuyao.
"Okay." Emperor Zhuyao stood up, put the guzheng aside, and walked out.
In Xinuan Pavilion, only Zhu Minglie and Liusu were left.
His cold temperament is still the same, but now there is a deep sadness in his cold eyes.
He looked deeply at the person in the coffin and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to get you regardless of anything. Even if one day you become someone else's woman, I will still not give up. If you don't love me, I will
Let you hate me. In short, I will never allow you to forget me. I may become your enemy, and I don't care. But I never thought that you would die one day."
"We are destined to meet, but we are not destined to stay together." Liusu, are these eight words really doomed between you and me?
He said to her, but the person in the coffin still closed his eyes and seemed to be sleeping deeply.
Zhu Minglie walked up to her side and traced her facial features across the transparent coffin——
"I once said, I want the country, and you, I want it too. I wanted the country for you, but now that you are gone, what's the point of wanting the country?"