Wei'er couldn't tell whether this was true or false, but seeing the look on King Dong Zhao's face when he saw her, he must have accepted it.
"Then just do your best." Wei'er swung up to the shore. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again, "Grandpa told me that my mother is sick."
"Yes, mother has missed you all her life, and I have fulfilled my filial piety for you for most of my life. Shouldn't you also show your face and let mother know that you still remember who gave birth to you?"
Jinghua Mansion, a name unfamiliar to Wei'er, her mother lived there.
Sighing softly, Wei'er touched the ground lightly, stepped lightly on the top branches of the trees, and fell into the courtyard of Lingfeng after passing through the cool wind and cold mist.
Meiyu must have fallen asleep, and Wei'er moved softly, rarely attracting attention. But as soon as he stepped into the hospital, he saw a strong figure standing under the rong tree, looking at the rong tree in a daze, his eyes must be
The yellow ribbon fluttering in the night wind.
Qi Mingye turned around slowly, his heavy and calm outline becoming more distinct and profound in the moonlight.
Meeting his deep and narrow eyes, Wei'er remained calm. "Are you here to return my Holy Spirit Stone?"
Qi Mingye blinked, "I'm here to ask you what unjust thing you did to Shiyi back then?"
He really believed that Yue'er was Eleven, with such a cute and lovable appearance, not to mention a normal man, even she would be moved when he saw her. "Why don't you ask Yue'er, doesn't she have more say?
"
"I was once sorry for Eleven. She blamed me and kept avoiding me."
"So you come here to question me? Do you expect me to give you any answers or do you want to hurt me, and then go to seek credit for your flattery?"
He didn't expect Wei'er to answer the question so quickly. He paused for a moment and wondered if he really thought so. He didn't answer immediately, but turned around and looked at the slightly fluttering yellow ribbon, "
This yellow ribbon….”
Wei'er could clearly see Qi Mingye's melancholy eyes from the side, but half of what he said was confusing. She untied this yellow ribbon from Ta Xue's neck, because of the small bell,
She thought the yellow ribbon was too much. "If you're interested, just take it."
If he remembered correctly, Xiao Ling Dang had a yellow ribbon tied around his neck back then, and Zhu Sha, the maid of Chun Hua Palace, tied it for it. Fu turned around again and walked to a place two steps away from Wei'er, "What on earth are you doing?"
Is it eleven?”
His tone was very deep, and Wei'er felt out of breath for a moment. "Didn't you ask me what unjust thing I did to Shiyi back then? Let me tell you, I pushed her into the river, thinking I could
"Drown her, but she didn't deserve her fate and survived." Yi Yue'er really wanted to harm her, so she was lucky to survive.
This is consistent with the scene when he met Eleven. Eleven said that she floated here along the river. "You haven't answered my question yet."
"I've told you what you want to know, do you have any questions?" Wei'er's heart trembled a little. Today she realized that she couldn't calm down properly when facing Qi Mingye. "It's late at night, you
time to go."
Qi Mingye reached out to hold Wei'er's leaving wrist and asked, "Is it true that with the Holy Spirit Stone, anyone can be a saint?"
Wei'er wanted to get rid of Qi Mingye, but she forgot to struggle because of these words. This sentence seemed to remind her of something. Did Yue'er get close to King Dongzhao because of the Holy Spirit Stone? No, it's impossible, she couldn't possibly
Knowing that the Holy Spirit Stone is with King Dong Zhao. "At least with the Holy Spirit Stone, the Saint has something to rely on."
"Then you now...?"
Without the Holy Spirit Stone, everything that is easy becomes difficult. For example, the Holy Pond restores the spiritual power of wizards from all dynasties. If there is a Holy Spirit Stone, combined with her spiritual power, it will be twice the result with half the effort. Now, she can only rely on the medicinal properties of the Holy Spirit Stone.
The wizards of each dynasty regained their spiritual power. In this way, the Holy Spirit Mushroom planted by the Medicine Master for fifty years was spent on this matter, and the Holy Spirit Mushroom would have to wait for another fifty years.
"Have you thought about returning the Holy Spirit Stone to me?"
She only cares about the Holy Spirit Stone and is still indifferent to seeing his lonely expression. She is really not "Eleven".
"No, I want to take the Holy Spirit Stone with me." He felt his grip on her wrist tighten, but she remained expressionless as if she didn't know the pain.
He wanted to shake off King Dong Zhao's hand, but saw that the Holy Spirit Stone was in the hibiscus bag tied around his waist and was out of reach. Wei'er was a little unhappy, so he tried to grab it as soon as he broke free.
King Dong Zhao seemed to be on guard, and when Wei'er made a move, he clicked on her Jianjing point so that she could not move.
"As long as I scream, Dong Zhao will be charged with a crime that cannot be washed away." Wei'er frowned, and the handsome face of King Dong Zhao getting closer and closer made her uneasy.
Qi Mingye did not stop approaching. They were only a few inches apart, and he said, "I believe you won't."
"Why are you so sure?" As he said this, Wei'er could feel his breath being blocked by King Dong Zhao.
"Why?" After saying that, Qi Mingye smiled softly. Then he kissed Wei'er, held her tightly with both hands, and hugged her.
He has to remember this sweet taste, maybe he won't be able to taste it for a long, long time.
Wei'er couldn't move and could only let Qi Mingye do whatever he wanted. But gradually, she felt her cheeks getting hot, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly spread throughout her body.
After a long time, Qi Mingye let go of her. When he saw Wei'er's crimson cheeks and moist eyes, he suddenly felt that it was worthwhile for Dong Zhao to commit a crime that could not be cleared away.
Reaching out to trace her face carefully, Qi Mingye said softly: "Wei'er, Wei'er, you are not my Eleven."
He pressed his fingers together and opened Wei'er's acupuncture points.
And Wei'er was immersed in Qi Mingye's lonely and depressed tone, wanting to be angry at King Dong Zhao's humiliation. Seeing Qi Mingye's leaving figure, she wanted to cry even more at this moment.
Tears welled up in her eyes without warning. She stood where Qi Mingye had been standing just now. She raised her chin slightly and her eyes fell on the gently fluttering yellow ribbon. For a moment, she seemed to see an entire tree.
The yellow ribbon flutters in the wind in a courtyard wall that is both familiar and strange...
'Meow……'
Texue arrived and walked over with her slender waist twisted, rubbing against Wei'er's feet.
Wei'er looked down at it, then picked it up and asked quietly, "What's your name?"
'Meow……'
After the incident in the holy pool was over, Wei'er stood on the green platform on the mountainside and saw Dongzhao wizard Feng Yuzhe leaving in a hurry.
Li Yuan collided with him on a protruding rock. Li Yuan was obviously unhappy, Feng Yuzhe said something and then bowed and left.
"I don't know what kind of evil possessed Wizard Dong Zhao, and he dared to act recklessly in the spiritual realm." Li Yuan started to complain as soon as he stood next to Wei'er, "He almost bumped into me."
The wind brought the fragrant scent of flowers, and a bit of bright red brushed over the weak shoulders, "He is an abnormal person, why do you care about him?" It can't be blamed for Wei'er's assertion. Looking back on the first day of the Holy Pond, he was in a restless mood.