Xue Cheng lowered his eyes and smiled softly, tears falling from his eyelashes.
He leaned against the wall, carefully closed the brocade box, stored it properly in his sleeve robe, and looked sideways at Chu Yue: "Ayue, do you have any wine?"
Chu Yue pondered for a long time, took out the wine jar from the storage bag, threw it into Xue Cheng's hands, and asked: "Drink to your heart's content?"
"Okay, I won't go home until I'm drunk."
Xuecheng opened the seal and sat on the floor, raised his head and drank half a jar of wine.
The strong drink was like a raging fire, making him cough a lot.
"Crunch."
The half-open door swayed slightly.
A pair of black snake-print soft boots stepped forward.
Xiao Li shook the wine jar in his hand: "How can you lose me when you drink?"
They are all old friends who came from Chang'an. For more than a year, they traveled together and fought side by side. The stories and sorrows, the joy and joy were indescribable, all hidden in the strongest wine.
The jar of wine was empty.
Xue Cheng smiled and asked: "Ah Yue, why is love in the world only divided into men and women?"
Chu Yue took a sip of wine and said calmly: "The word love should not be defined by the world. All living beings have their own characteristics, and love has its own definition. The prejudice and criticism in the world are as turbulent as the sea water, and like swords, they cannot be washed away and can be cut endlessly.
It is the most sincere and rare thing.”
Xuecheng seemed to understand, but stayed for a long time before saying, "I want to take Brother Shen home."
"What kind of family is the Qingqiu Shen family?"
"My Xuecheng home is his home!"
"I want him to be included in my Xue family tree."
"They say that those who are not included in the family tree and have no family after death will not be accepted by Yama, and they will become lonely ghosts."
"Brother Shen, Ji Yue Qingfeng, is an arrogant person. He had no home during his lifetime. How can he be bullied by wild ghosts outside after his death?"
Xue Cheng said while drinking, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably: "It's my fault, and I always blame him."
Chu Yue glanced sideways at Shen Qingfeng, who was lying on the bed. There was no life at all, but there was peace between his eyes.
Death is like the breeze, and after all, people live up to their names.
"good."
Chu Yue drank a jar of wine with a smile on her brows.
After three rounds of drinking, he was already very drunk, leaning crookedly, half asleep and half awake.
Xue Cheng left the castle palace alone with Shen Qingfeng on his back.
After he left, Xiao Li and Chu Yue both opened their eyes in tacit agreement.
…
Xuecheng left the Forest of Hundred Ghosts and headed north, spending all his wealth to build an ice coffin and a carriage large enough to put down the ice coffin.
He walked back to the princely states from the Ghost Forest, taking Shen Qingfeng to appreciate the beautiful mountains and rivers and the scenery along the way.
When he returned to the vassal states, Xuecheng was already like a wanderer on the street, with unkempt hair and ragged clothes.
When he saw his father, he knelt down and said, "Dad, I brought him back."
"Shen family, Shen Qingfeng."
"My son wants him to be included in my Xue family tree."
A son is better than a father. Marquis Xue had known this for a long time, but he always thought about what could be changed, but he never imagined that the yin and yang of their relationship would be separated.
After all, Xuehou couldn't bear it and agreed to the matter.
From then on, the silent vassal states were discussed by various parts of the continent.
Some people say that they are shameless and should be cut to pieces.
Some people also say that love does not know where it comes from, but love is deep...
…
The Forest of One Hundred Ghosts, the realm of Zhongzhou.
Chu Yue had pretty much handled all the post-war affairs, and it was almost time to return.
Looking around, the city of Night Moon is as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.
"General."
Tuoba Zhi opened the door and walked in, holding a strange-shaped space ring in his hand, "I saw this when cleaning the battlefield. Compared with other space treasures, the traces of the creation of this space ring are a bit like
Forged by Fifth Changhong, the mechanical master of Xinghai City. When I first came to Zhongzhou, I went to Nancheng District first and saw an ancient book there. Every page was full of paintings, and the paintings were all made by Fifth Changhong.
thing."
When Chu Yue heard this, she was thoughtful.
The ancient book Tuoba Zhi saw was probably left by Chen Cangqiong.
"This space ring cannot be opened no matter what."
Tuoba Zhi said: "I just found out that this space ring belongs to Ye Mei of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Group in Qingqiu Continent. Ye Mei is rumored to be a disciple of the Fifth Changhong. If this is the case, then
That makes sense. I saw that there was no sign that the ring had been opened, and I thought that Ye Mei had never opened it."
Chu Yue took the space ring and observed it. Compared with the craftsmanship of most rings in this era, this ring has the characteristics of another century.
Especially on the surface of the ring, there are two gears, a large one and a small one. At first glance, it looks like steampunk.
Chu Yue nodded: "I will study it later. We will set off in a few days. Ah Zhi, sooner or later, I will take you back to Dongli."
Tuoba Zhi looked slightly startled, then she smiled and shook her head, saying: "My soul and destination belong to the Forest of Hundred Ghosts. General, let me stay here until the end of my life."
Chu Yue pursed her lips, and Tuoba Zhi's eyes flashed with ripples of light as she stared at her.
Compared to the Sanriku warriors who were refined in the furnace, Tuoba Zhi endured countless times more cursed energy.
Most of the cursed energy comes from the blood moon.
In other words, without the curse that Tuoba Zhi had endured previously, Chu Yue would not have been able to regain her position as Ghost Lord so quickly during the battle in front of Xuannv Palace.
"General, I will guard the ghost master while you are away." Tuoba Zhi said with a smile.
Chu Yue was in a heavy mood and remained silent for a long time. A light red color spread between her eyes.
She took out the other side flower and put it in the palm of her hand, and murmured: "It is said in ancient times that the ghostly holy object, the other side flower, has the effect of bringing the dead back to life..."
But the flower of the other side was in her hands, and it had no effect at all for the time being.
If you can't save the person you want to save, you are still powerless.
"General, I learned from the new memory of the Ghost Forest Protector that the resurrection of the Bibi Flower can only be used once."
Tuoba Zhi said warmly: "Are we considered coming back to life?"
Chu Yue's pupils shrank, and she suddenly raised her eyelashes to look at Tuobazhi, and her heart trembled.
It can be said that one word awakens someone from a dream.
Perhaps, they are still alive in the world because of the existence of this flower.
If that's the case, everything makes sense.
"Maybe..."
Chu Yue whispered, put away the flowers of the other side, and thought of the relationship between Chen Cangqiong and Fifth Changhong, so she and Tuoba Zhi took Ye Mei's space ring to find Chen Cangqiong.
Chen Cangqiong was discussing the past with his mother. The two were close and had a very good relationship. On the other hand, his father, Ye Tiandi, was standing beside him, frowning slightly in annoyance because he couldn't squeeze in.
When Chu Yue handed the space ring to Chen Cangqiong, Chen Cangqiong and Mu Qinghuang looked at it with ripples on their faces.
"Aunt Chen, mother, have you seen her before?" Chu Yue asked.
"I've seen it before, Xiao Chu. This is a gift your fifth uncle made for you before you were born."