If the wind had consciousness and could speak, perhaps there would not be so many sorrows about separation in the world.
Under dusk.
Two people in red clothes personally took care of the entire mansion, spraying alcohol everywhere to disinfect it.
Looking at the somewhat distracted person on the side, Song Qingyan slowly stepped forward and took what was in the other person's hand.
"Yufeng, you go and have a rest. Just leave this place to me."
Qin Yufeng turned around and said apologetically, "Sorry, Sister Qingyan, I was distracted."
"Why are you talking about this? You look haggard. You should pay attention to rest during this period. Otherwise, when he comes back and sees you so thin, he will be distressed."
Qin Yufeng's eyes turned red, "Sister Qingyan, I, I was so scared. His appearance at that time was really uncomfortable. I can't accept it when I think about it in the future."
"Silly girl, don't think so. You are still young. The youngest ones are you and Elizabeth. You still have a lot of time, everything will be fine."
Song Qingyan smiled and said, "Think of the bright side in everything. He is fighting on the front line now and will come back when the war is over. So you all have to protect yourselves and don't let him worry."
"I...I know, and so do you, Sister Qingyan." The woman sobbed.
Song Qingyan nodded and persuaded Qin Yufeng to rest while she finished cleaning the huge palace.
Then he sat in the yard and looked at a tree like a flaming red pomegranate flower.
She missed the person who left first, and she was a little envious.
Song Qingyan didn't think she was a good woman. Her young beloved died tragically because of her, and after entering the Zhou Mansion, she used her scheming tactics to get a lot of blood on her hands.
Later, he was unfaithful to his husband and unkind to his son.
Full of filth.
Even though Zhao Kang accepted her, she still felt that she was an unclean person.
So when I saw Zhao
Kang went crazy because of Xiao Linglong, and his hair turned gray overnight. Even though she was sad, she was actually a little envious.
Thinking about her experience with Zhao Kang over the years, Song Qingyan laughed again, and something Xiao Linglong said to her came to mind.
Since you can't change the unbearable past, then look to the future and don't cling to the past.
As if the other person appeared in front of him, Song Qingyan tilted her head and smiled, "You and I just owe each other an early reunion, right?"
Unfortunately, no one answered, but Song Qingyan knew that if the other party was here, he would nod.
She was about to get up and leave when someone knocked on the door. She put on a mask and got up to open the door.
An armored soldier appeared in front of the door with a civilian.
"What's the matter?"
The soldier hurriedly said, "Madam, this person is fleeing from Jingguo. He said he has something Zhou Ming wants to give to Song Qingyan, Mrs. Song."
Song Qingyan's eyes lit up, there will be news tomorrow!
"Where is the thing? I am Song Qingyan."
"Here it is. Master Zhou Ming told me to open it in a place where no one is around." The visitor handed over the wooden box.
Song Qingyan took the wooden box, and the contents in the wooden box seemed to be rolling around, and there was a strange smell coming out. This smell was not unfamiliar to Song Qingyan.
The woman's hand suddenly trembled, she looked at the people delivering things, then looked at the armored soldier, and said coldly, "Kill him?"
The armored soldier was stunned, "Madam?"
"He is an enemy spy, kill him!" Song Qingyan's voice became louder.
The soldier immediately drew his knife. Looking at the man whose expression changed drastically, Song Qingyan suddenly said, "Slow down."
The woman closed her eyes and exhaled, "Catch him, interrogate him severely, and then report the news to the court."
"As commanded."
The soldiers left with the people, and Song Qingyan closed the door, almost unsteady.
She was one of the people in this royal palace who had blood on her hands, but she was the one who had done it before putting human heads in boxes.
I'm afraid she's the only one.
Returning to her room alone, Song Qingyan placed the wooden box on the table but did not open it for a long time.
Since being taken away by Zhao Kang, she has not seen Zhou Ming, not because she doesn't want to, but because she feels guilty and afraid. .??.
She felt that she was not qualified to be a nurturing mother.
Taking a deep breath, she came to the table and opened the wooden box. Inside was a somewhat rotten head, but she could still vaguely identify who it was.
With a sad smile, Song Qingyan coughed violently, and blood spilled from her fingers.
She wiped off the blood on her hands and picked up the letter stuck on the top of the box. The handwriting was beautiful but messy. You can imagine how hateful the person who wrote this letter was.
Just like the vicious words on the letter.
"A bitch who is ridden by a thousand people...does she think she can become a phoenix if she climbs a branch?"
"Your ugly skin is nothing but ugliness. What you have brought to Zhao Kang is endless humiliation. As long as you are still alive in the world, everyone in the world will know the shame you have brought to Zhao Kang. You are his biggest stain...
"
Looking at the extremely vicious words on the envelope, blood continued to seep from the corners of Song Qingyan's mouth. These words were like big hands tearing apart her past bloody.
It seemed that the rotting head also opened its eyes and looked at him at this moment.
Song Qingyan read it word by word, finally looked at the head, and smiled miserably, "Ming'er, I'm sorry. Mother.
He is indeed such a vicious person, I will be a good mother in my next life."
Close the lid.
Song Qingyan took out the letter paper. After a while, one letter was already written, but one letter was too thoughtful to write down.
Finally, I picked up the pen and left a line of apologetic words, and finally took out the cheap hairpin seal pen.
Looking at the figure that seemed to appear in front of her again, Song Qingyan stretched out her left hand and grabbed it, remembering the past.
The other party changed his appearance and plotted a game.
The woman once asked why she had such a weird name as Ba Ba.
At that time, the man smiled and said, "You can also call my cousin Zhongying."
When they met again later, Song Qingyan asked him if his name was still a fake this time. Zhao Kang was speechless and said, "The name is real, but because he is the same as a violent fat man, he never tells others."
Not catching anything, Song Qingyan chuckled, and the sharp scissors in her right hand pierced through the clothes, and the sharp blade penetrated into the heart full of love.
Since entering the Zhou Mansion, everything he did was for his own plan, and after leaving the Zhou Mansion, everything he did was for that person's plan.
Liu Yanran's letter broke all her yearning for the future and made her ashamed.
Falling on the table, Song Qingyan closed her eyes.
Zhongying, it turns out that you and I didn't meet too late, but we shouldn't have met in the first place.
Please forgive me for not being able to accompany you any longer, and don’t be sad for me, an unworthy person. Feng Xin will bring you my endless words...
I don’t believe in this life and the afterlife, but with you, I am willing to go to hell and reincarnate to cleanse myself of the sins in my life. I just hope that I can appear clean in front of you in the next life.
The pomegranate flowers are blooming outside the window, and the beauty is smiling like a picture.
It's beautiful everywhere, but no one can appreciate it anymore.
