It was also because he had survived for so many years that he suddenly remembered it when he saw Qingge's hair in a bun.
Hearing the words, he sang softly, pretending not to know, and ignored it as if he hadn't heard it.
She understands Mo Xie's thoughts, but Mo Xie is not aventurine, without sorrow or sorrow. In front of her, Mo Xie is always so carefree and unrestrained, without giving her any burden or guilt, and is more like a friend who can drink together.
, talk freely about world affairs.
At least, Mo Xie never changed his opinion of her because of her appearance and strength.
Even when facing the ugly guy from the past, Mo Xie would bring up the newly brewed wine from time to time and secretly let her have a sip.
In a daze, memories came flooding back.
It seems that for so many years, apart from Ye Qingtian, Mo Xie was the only one who gave her warmth. Even though she was criticized by many people, Mo Xie often pinched her cheek to keep her pure and kind.
It's just that when Qing Ge came to this continent, Mo Xie got closer to her.
The blazing light like the sun symbolizes the fire of hope, attracting him in the desolate darkness.
For Mo Xie, Qing Ge is like daylight.
The fallen flower poison in his body, if it weren't for that powerful thought, if it wasn't for the face that occasionally appeared in his heart like a lake, Mo Xie might have been unable to sustain it.
Mo Xie stretched out his hand and touched Qing Ge's eyes with his generous palm. Mo Xie lowered his head and put his thin lips close to Qing Ge's ear.
The lips move, but there is no sound.
A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.
There was silence in the room, and he silently recited the eight characters. At that moment, the light reflected in his dark eyes.
After a moment, Mo Xie put his hand down.
"What did you just say?" Qing Ge asked.
She seemed to hear Mo Xie talking.
Mo Xie smiled slightly and said, "I say, only women and villains are difficult to raise."
Qingge: "..."
The corner of Qingge's mouth twitched and she stood up. When she stood up, her eyes glanced at the mirror unintentionally. She saw the nine-month bun tied up high. The black hair was like splashing ink. There were several tassels in the bun, inlaid with a few strands of pearls and jade. The wind
As soon as they came, the glazed beads and jade collided, making a tinkling sound.
That sound seemed to reveal boundless longing.
Qingge's heart trembled slightly.
"Lao Xie, if I die, you must take good care of my grandfather and the Ye family." Qing Ge's expression suddenly became serious, with a serious look on his face.
Mo Xie's pupils suddenly tightened, "What nonsense are you talking about? You're not dead, it's bad luck!"
Qingge raised her eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.
Within three years, she will definitely go to the realm of gods and demons.
She must brave the Netherworld Island, the Vampire Clan and the Mercenary Association. She will endure this narrow escape, this dark night full of thorns, alone.
She always regards herself as a dead person, so that she can be calm and elegant when facing death.
"I tie my head to my belt, so you have to live a good life. You don't have to do it for me. If you want to live a life of any kind, go ahead." Qingge mentioned this heavy topic with hope.
Evil can come out of oppression.
If Mo Xie continues like this, he will do a lot of harm but not a single benefit. In this way, Qingge collects the method of fighting poison with poison.
Sure enough, the method worked.
Mo Xie didn't dare to imagine that if Ye Qingge died, how could he, Mo Xie, be alive as a walking corpse? Just a puppet without a soul.
Qing Ge fiddled with the beaded jade hairpin inserted in her bun and said: "I, once I want to move forward, I never think about surviving. Lao Xie, if something happens to me, you must take my share.
Live enough."
The words of Qingge stimulated Mo Xie.
"If you die, I will never live alone." Mo Xie's eyes turned red.
Qingge smiled, blooming like a flower: "Similarly, if you die, I will never give up, I will definitely..." Qingge's eyes were like a devil, and he said word by word: "I will make you angry after you die."
There will be no peace forever."
Mo Xie's mind was buzzing, as if it was all blank, and a bolt of thunder suddenly struck.
At this point, he was shocked to realize that all Qingge said was nothing more than a warning to him to live well.
Mo Xie smiled bitterly.
"With you here, I really don't dare to die." Mo Xie laughed.
Is beauty in the eye of the beholder?
Even with Ye Qingge's murderous gesture, he still found it pleasing to the eye.
He actually thought it was a bit cute with such a bared fangs and claws and a fierce look.
After receiving the answer, Qingge gathered her energy.
"You don't have to worry about hunting. I have my own way. If Yan Yan doesn't go too far, I can spare her a hand. After all, your future wife will not look good with missing arms and legs." Qingge played with it.
With a wisp of green hair, she said: "I have read all the books you sent. I will pay attention when the hunting starts."
A drop of cold sweat fell on Mo Xie's forehead.
This woman's face changes in March.
"Hunting in Luohua City is different from other places. It is particularly brutal. Those young men and ladies from aristocratic families are protected by shadow guards when hunting. Before hunting, I will screen out a few people who will secretly protect you on the hunting ground." Mo.
Heretic: "It doesn't matter whether my future wife is missing arms or legs. If you are missing a hair, I will never give up."
Qingge chuckled, "I know."
"Tonight's banquet will be hosted by me. It's time for me to go back. I'll wait for you at the City Lord's Mansion tonight."
Mo Xie said: "Don't be afraid. In Luohua City, anyone who wants to touch you will have to step on my corpse."
Mo Xie walked to the table, drank a cup of tea, and then walked out.
Everyone in Luohua City saw Mo Xie's protection for Qing Ge and understood in their hearts.
Although Mo Xie was from outside Luohua City, as the adopted son of the City Lord's Mansion, no one dared to take a shot at him.
At first, just because Miss Wei said something bad about Ye Qingge, Mo Xie, who was new to Luohua City, poured a pot of wine on Miss Wei's head.
Later, Mo Xie was also punished by the city lord.
That was the first time the name Ye Qingge appeared in Luohua City.
After Mo Xie left, it was still late, and Bai Meier and several maids came over to freshen up Qingge.
This dinner was tailor-made for her.
Today, she is the most beautiful person in this city.
I heard that people from the three major families will come.
The world wants to know what the attitude of her maternal ancestors, the Yan family, is.
Qingge's hands were covered with glittering nails and were painted with red khao. The rouge-colored neon clothes wrapped around her body were a disaster.
"Your Majesty, is this bun going to be removed?" Bai Meier asked.
"No need." Qing Ge said.
Mo Xie's September bun can be kept.
Footsteps sounded and Fuxi entered the house.
"Sister, sister, there is a letter from the Yan family." Fu Xi took a letter and placed it on the singer.
Bai Meier painted her eyebrows for Qing Ge, Fu Xi opened the letter and placed it in front of Qing Ge.
The letter read: Children's words are unbridled, the four kings should not be offended, Yan is restored to peace.
Yan Fuping is the head of the Yan family.
The soft singer picked it up with his finger, and a wisp of ice-blue flame burned the letter paper.
She thought she understood what Master Yan meant.
Bai Meier wondered, "Is the Yan family owner making too much fuss, or are the Yan family so polite? Miss Yan only stayed in Ting Yuxuan for one night, and the Yan family owner wrote a letter to thank her."