Along the way, Yu Chiyue was indignant about the bet between Luo Xiao and An Zhisu's children. At the same time, he felt more and more familiar with the handwriting on the secret letter he saw. He must have seen this handwriting before.
When Yu Chiyue finally calmed down, he realized that he had just walked to the courtyard where An Zhisu lived without realizing it. He stood in the corner and looked at the children who had started practicing martial arts in the courtyard. They were still childish, but their movements were standard.
And skillfully, after observing for a while, Yuchi Yue felt a little relieved. Maybe this kid would not live up to his own bet, and he might be a genius!
After watching quietly for a while, Yuchi Yue turned and left. He would not break the agreement with Luo Xiao. As long as Luo Xiao no longer hurts An Zhisu, he only needs to look at her from a distance. Luo Xiao is right, for An Zhisu
Generally speaking, he is nothing. He is just a person who loves An Zhisu wholeheartedly. He just wants her to be safe and happy. Sometimes when he sees An Zhisu, he will think of certain fragments from his childhood, and think of the things buried deep in his heart.
The long-lost figure reminds me of those two innocent and lovely children. The feelings at that time were so pure and without any impurities. He has long been far away from that distant village, but she doesn’t know where she is now, and she doesn’t know if she has become a married woman.
She has a group of children? I wonder if she has ever missed him as much as he does?
He had seen the frankness and innocence of that girl again and again in An Zhisu. He had felt more than once that An Zhisu was that woman. However, after more than ten years of ravage, he could only vaguely remember the look in that woman's eyebrows.
Stubborn, he has already experienced great hatred from an unexperienced little boy, experienced struggles and baptisms of blood and tears again and again, and became the king of the vassal of the current dynasty. The years have passed, and the appearance of that day has long since disappeared.
Su Su, Yu Chiyue discovered more than once that this woman had slowly replaced the vague and stubborn figure of the little girl in his heart, and her every frown and smile had taken root deep in his heart.
If he could have met An Zhisu when she was not married, perhaps that visit to the church would no longer be absurd, and everything today would not have to be so desolate and absurd, but as time goes by, everything can no longer be undone.
There was a sense of sadness in his heart for no reason. He sighed, turned around and left dejectedly. No matter how plain she was, if one day Nangong Yu wanted to duel with his child, he would definitely take her and the child with him before then.
After leaving Luo Xiao's palace, now, he has no reason to destroy Luo Xiao's good intentions. It is not a bad thing for their mother and son that her child has a master who is a prodigy in the world. He just hopes that this child will not be affected by his childhood.
Only when complex experiences have damaged your character can your xinxing be better.
But thinking about the once domineering Luo Rui, after being taught by An Zhisu, he is now a humble gentleman. How could she let her own child leave regrets in his life? Yuchi Yue couldn't help but smile, this lovely woman.
Yuchi Yue walked out of the palace absentmindedly, but did not see Luo Xiao who followed him and was watching him leave with a complicated look. He walked to the corner where Yuchi Yue was standing and stared at the little boy in the courtyard, wondering if there was anyone there.
One day, he will really raise the sword in his hand and stab Nangong Yu, who teaches him every day. Maybe he will really be able to leave with An Zhisu, but by then, time has already passed, and maybe by then, they will no longer be hostile to each other.
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An Zhisu felt bored after staying in her room every day, so she came up with various ways to spend the time. She had already painted several paintings, and the world in the paintings was every bit of her life. Chuying faced these
I was amazed by the unconstrained pictures, my mind was full of doubts, and the little devil was curious. An Zhisu told the little devil that this was her life in the world before. Everything she didn't tell him, she used her brush to present them one by one.
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The world that was once bustling with traffic and crowded with high-rise buildings, the small rooms that were once full of warmth, and the love and hatred that once existed are vividly displayed in this way.
"Little devil, this is a world that neither you nor I can reach again. Don't ask mom how she came here. Mom doesn't just have the time you and I spend together in this world. Although everything in this world doesn't really belong to me,
But I have learned to slowly accept and integrate all of this, so, in fact, in this world, you are my mother’s only real relative.” An Zhisu hugged the little devil who had finished practicing martial arts and said slowly to her painting.
"Mom, are there bad people in that world?" the little devil asked curiously.
"Little devil, there are bad people in every world. It's just that that world has more equality and freedom, but my mother doesn't have the opportunity to enjoy those equality and freedom." An Zhisu sighed a little, that world, and her love, she
The person she once cherished came into this world with him, but she found that everything was too ideal and too ridiculous.
"Mom, I also hope that one day there will be equality and freedom. The little devil doesn't like a life of restraint. If only I could live as freely as in Jinghu Lake..." The little devil's eyes showed nostalgia and longing.
, turned into longing in an instant. He looked at An Zhisu's face and said seriously, "Mom, don't worry, one day, I will give you an equal and free world!"
"Silly boy!" An Zhisu hugged the little devil tightly, "Little devil, after mom finishes drawing these words, can we burn it together?"
The little devil nodded: "Okay, but why do you want to burn it? Mom's paintings are very beautiful."
"Because these no longer belong to us, and everything here does not allow them to exist. Mom is just telling you what you want to know. If you still can't understand, then you can keep them in your heart until you have the chance.
Once you understand it, forget them all, okay?" An Zhisu stroked the little devil's head lovingly.
The little devil pursed his lips and smiled: "Mom, although I don't understand a lot of what you say, I will definitely do what you say, because I know that what my mother says is always right!"
The corners of An Zhisu's mouth curved into a sweet arc. The little devil slowly closed his eyes in her arms and fell into a deep sleep. An Zhisu got up, carried the little devil to the bed, took off his coat, and stroked him gently with some distress.
Looking at the little devil's slightly swollen arms and legs, there are always some bruises on his body. He must have been injured during practice! The child never said a word about tiredness or cried out in pain, and sighed slightly.
, cover the little devil with a quilt.
An Zhisu couldn't sleep, so he walked slowly to the window and leaned against the edge of the window. The moonlight filled the floor, and everything seemed safe and beautiful.