Two lonely and cold souls cling to each other, relying on each other for life, and warming each other when they are lonely.
The next day, when Qingge woke up in a daze, she opened her eyes and saw an enlarged handsome face.
All night long, Ji Yue held her tightly in her arms, leaving her with almost nowhere to escape.
She curled her lips, a sly look flashed in her eyes, and suddenly took a bite on Ji Yue's Adam's apple, ambiguous, affectionate, and affectionate.
In an instant, Ji Yue opened her sharp eyes like a sleeping beast. He shifted his gaze and looked at Qingge, tender and doting, with infinite affection. He raised his hand, rubbed Qingge's head, and said with pity and love: "
Stop making trouble."
The concise and concise words made Qingge's body and heart soften immediately. She nestled in Ji Yue's arms like flowing water, wishing for eternity. Time was lost like a white horse, and there was only eternity.
Suddenly, a clear spring gushes down, and it is hot and humid.
The song was embarrassing.
She fainted without warning. Could it be that a relative was visiting?
Turning around, she looked at the red bloodshot eyes in Ji Yue's eyes and the faintly suppressed exhaustion, which showed how frightened and collapsed Ji Yue was when she fainted yesterday.
Qingge broke away and stroked Ji Yue's face. Thinking of the short time they spent together, Qingge's heart felt as if the executioner had chopped it into pieces with a blood-stained machete.
Come to think of it, the pain of thousands of arrows piercing the heart is nothing more than this.
Compared with her reluctance to be separated from Ji Yue, she is more willing to be cooked in fire and eaten by insects and ants.
Ji Yue looked at her deeply, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her expression was sad and sour. He turned over, pressed Qingge on the couch, put his hands on both sides of her body, lowered his body, and held her cold lips,
Stirring hot emotions, sucking ambiguity, lingering pathos.
Like the flames of fire, it burned Xuan Bing.
A confused mind.
Qingge's eyes were blurred.
For a long time, she felt Ji Yue helplessly burying her face deep in the collarbone of her neck, saying carefully: "If you are tired, don't fight to the death. What will I do without you? How will I live? I am
If your future husband, the man who can protect you from wind and rain, can't even care about your safety and life, what qualifications does he have to stand by your side? Don't always be stubborn, be weak occasionally, think about yourself as a woman, there is no need
Armed like a wall of copper and iron.”
The moment Qingge fell down, he was really panicked.
He even thought that he should stop worrying about anything and take her with him to find a fairyland, see the colorful fallen leaves, ignore other things, and just live a peaceful and peaceful life in this world.
Qingge looked at him indifferently as he chattered in her ear like an old lady. After a while, she smiled sweetly and lightly lifted her thin lips, "Okay."
Ji Yue was dejected and helpless.
She is always like this, agreeing faster than anyone else.
But she can't do it.
That’s all.
Who told him to hang on this tree in the end?
Ji Yue hugged her, gently pressed her lips, her eyes were full of light, "Wouyou has prepared the baggage, let's go, say goodbye to the city lord, and go to Beiyue."
"Okay." Qing Ge nodded.
Ji Yue's eyes were filled with understanding.
He didn't want Qingge to have to work hard during menstruation, but he would feel uneasy if he didn't deal with those who took advantage of the situation, such as the head of the Wang family.
Since you don't want to sit back and wait for death, you might as well just lure the snake out of its hole and serve it in one pot.
This time we went to Beiyue, it was a long journey, and we rode in a carriage prepared by the city lord's palace, which was sturdy and stable. As for the horse, it was a unicorn flying beast sent by Tianying Pavilion. Its speed was ten times that of an ordinary sweat-blooded horse, and it could shorten the distance of many miles.
A small journey.
On spring and summer days, Qingge wore thick clothes and a fox fur shawl. She even held a heater in her hand that was only used in late winter. Ji Yue praised it and said that it could be placed on her abdomen when riding on the carriage.
, relieve swelling and pain.
Therefore, the city lord was a little surprised when he saw the soft singing like rice dumplings.
After learning the purpose of his visit, the city lord nodded and said: "Be careful when you leave the city gate. I will prepare food, grass and weapons in the next few days."
"Thank you, City Lord, for your troubles these days." Qingge said slowly, calmly, calmly and elegantly.
Even if it is wrapped into rice dumplings, it is still the noble among rice dumplings.
Fengyi Tianxia’s Zongzi!
"I can't tell you, but it's an honor to cooperate with the prince. I don't say this with any compliments, just admiration and awe for the prince." The city lord smiled and said a few words, "Sure enough, I am old, and my future life is to be feared.
ah."
Qing Ge narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?"
The city lord relaxed his brows and smiled even more openly, "Well, I am an honest man, how can I still make a living?"
The deeper he went, the more he admired the woman in front of him.
When leaving, he met Ji Hua who had packed his bags and was about to go to the Weapon Refining Guild with Jin Chanzi.
Ji Hua said seriously: "Xiaoye, your talent in weapon refining cannot be insulted. If possible, I hope you can come to the weapon refining guild."
"Do your best." Qing Ge smiled and gave an ambiguous answer.
It's not that she doesn't want to go to the Weapon Refining Guild, or that she doesn't want to improve her skills in the Weapon Refining Guild, it's just that she has too many burdens and responsibilities on her shoulders, and she can't go to the Weapon Refining Guild and study hard.
Sometimes, she envied Ji Hua, who could be indifferent to the world and forget all about it once he made weapons.
Ji Hua hesitated to speak, looked at the indifferent smile on Qing Ge's face, and said, "I will wait for you at the Weapon Refining Guild."
"Okay." Qingge raised her eyebrows.
Jin Chanzi had a stinky face and snorted coldly, "Speaking of which, some stinky girl who doesn't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young doesn't even call her master."
Qingge was surprised, lowered her eyelids, and her pupils swept across a trace of almost invisible sadness.
Ji Yue only knew that An Suyou had used Qingge, but she didn't know that Qingge was desperate for An Suyou in the far north, and even deeply hated the word "master".
But Jin Chanzi had no bad intentions.
Qingge raised her eyes, looked straight at Jin Chanzi, and said coldly: "Master Jin Chanzi, I don't need the master, and I don't want to use you to divert other people's murderous intentions. I am very grateful for the master's care and help, but,
That’s all.”
Jin Chanzi's face stiffened for a moment, then he hummed a few words and stepped onto the carriage.
"Once a teacher, always a father, that's all I say, little girl, don't be shy, I'll wait until you become thick-skinned before I come to you." Jin Chanzi opened the carriage curtain with great force, then lowered it heavily, venting his anger.
of anger.
shy?
It's not that she is shy, she just can't get over the hurdle in her heart.
Qingge looked helplessly at the swaying curtain.
Speaking of which, in the far north, she asked An Suyou for help. Therefore, compared to Mei Qingchen, An Suyou's injury was even more indelible to her.
Mei Qingchen only made her angry and shocked, but An Suyou made her despair.
What's more, today's golden cicadas have the shadow of Ansuyou in the old days.
Yes, this time, Qing Ge is cowardly.
She was unscrupulous and didn't use Jin Chanzi not because of her conscience, but because she couldn't get over the pain in her heart.
Suddenly, Jin Chanzi in the carriage opened the heavy curtain and glared at Qingge fiercely, "I can't deal with a stinky girl, so I don't believe you can rebel. Just wait, I will go back and tell your wife, let me
Your wife will deal with you."
Cold sweat dripped from Qingge's forehead. Hearing the meaning of these words, he had the wrong feeling of "waiting after school" in a modern naughty child's manner.
With a snort, Jin Chanzi lowered the curtain proudly, "Ji Hua, come up, go back and refine your weapons, reach the pinnacle of life and make your junior sister regret it."