Chapter 38 I'm afraid I'll mess up after drinking and give Sister Chang'an to...
Not to be outdone, Haiyin said, "The emperor is despised, isn't he worthy of being counted?"
Nighthawk said seriously: "Is it worth it?"
Haiyin said displeased: "Forget it, only Mei Guan understands my point. I have nothing to talk about with a young boy like you. You chatted to death in just two sentences."
Nighthawk realized that he was despised by this old man!
Di Qianao pressed Luo Changan on his chest, "Whenever I go, I will cover my eyes and not see you. I will teach your family not to worry, just come up."
He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so he thought it was a bit absurd to have such a conversation with her, but it was novel and interesting.
He investigated her life experience. Luo Changan is a girl from a merchant family. She has seen a lot of things in the world, and her conversation is quite interesting. Chatting will not make people feel boring. On the contrary, she wants to talk to her more, especially since she is obviously untamable.
The wild horse pretends to be a domestic cat, which makes it even more interesting.
Luo Changan hesitated, "But, you...don't you have a lot of things to do at home? You don't have to worry about household chores like slaves going to the grave."
"I want to go!"
"Okay, let's go together..."
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He is the emperor, and if he insists on following him, what can she do?
However, does he want to personally supervise whether she makes excuses for taking leave? She really wants to pay homage to her relatives.
Don't big leaders always catch the big ones and let go of the small ones? The emperor's management is too detailed.
Luo Changan led Haiyin to the edge of the cliff where Murong Jue massacred her family last year. She fell off the cliff last year and did not know the whereabouts of her family members' bodies, so she had no chance to bury his family members' bones.
She originally thought that the corpse would be exposed in the wilderness, but now half of the skeleton was not found here. Luo Changan believed that Murong Jue had disposed of the corpse secretly and most likely burned it to ashes.
She knelt on the edge of the cliff, took out the paper ingot she had just bought on the road from her sleeve, then drew a circle on the ground, wrote her father's name, and then burned the paper money in the circle.
When I was young, I saw many people burning paper at the intersection in the middle of the night when I was walking on the street. My mother said that those people had left their hometowns and their ancestral graves were not here, so they could only draw circles and write their names and burn the money to their deceased relatives.
At that time, Luo Changan only felt that it was pitiful for those people to have orphans and widowed mothers. He did not expect that he would be so pitiful at this time. He was alone and even more pitiful.
I hope that in the future, after the great revenge is avenged, the family can be moved back to the ancestral grave, and worship will no longer have to be so simple and crude.
It was already night, and the fire illuminated a distance of more than ten feet. She said nothing, and quietly knelt down and stared at the flames until they burned out.
She was so quiet that she didn't even shed a single tear, fearing that she would miss the scene of her relatives leaving the ghost gate. However, in the end, she did not really see her relatives. The blood on her lips was gone. She thought that her mother would be able to give her money if she received the money.
My younger brother bought cotton-padded clothes. My younger brother is five years old this year and must have grown a lot taller.
"Mom, when you buy clothes, buy bigger. Children grow up quickly. If you buy something that suits you right now, it will start to look smaller soon." After Luo Changan finished speaking, his heart was filled with deep disappointment, and the only answer she had was air.
Di Qianao stood on the edge of the cliff with his eyes covered, not asking a word from the beginning to the end.
"Emperor, you have deep inner strength and extremely sharp ears. No one around here is watching us."
After Luo Changan burned the paper, she cleaned up the scene, threw the ashes down the cliff, and then erased the circle she drew and her father's name with her foot.
She was still worried, so she couldn't help but ask Di Qian'ao. Although Murong Jue was still drunk on the ship because of her, she was also afraid that Murong Jue would arrange for people to keep an eye on this place. Although there was a high probability that he would not keep an eye on this place again.
. Who would have thought that her intestines leaked out and she could save her life after falling to the bottom of the cliff.
Di Qianao said in a deep voice: "There is no one else except us."
"Thank you." Luo Changan looked at Di Qianao gratefully. In this dark night, she suddenly felt that it was good for him to come with her. She actually had the illusion that he came with her intentionally to keep her company so that she would not be afraid alone.
Yes, she couldn't help but be sentimental. When she was extremely lonely, it was easy for someone else's look to misunderstand her, "If I came alone, I might be more scared. I am a girl alone in the wilderness."
Di Qianao rubbed the top of her head, "Has your family left? Can I take off the cloth?"
Luo Changan's face turned red. She just said it casually. It was just her wish to reunite with her relatives. She also knew clearly that there was no soul or ghost in this world. She said softly: "It can be removed.
.I didn’t believe in gods or ghosts before. But now, I hope there are gods and ghosts. I miss my family so much.”
"I understand how you feel." Di Qianao said slowly.
"Um?"
"My father is no longer here. The year he passed away, I had just turned fifteen." A helpless smile appeared on Di Qianao's lips, "I was also in pain and wanted to live."
Luo Changan's heart suddenly moved. This was the first time she felt so close to Di Qianao. Although their bodies were in slight contact, it was the first time they had such a heart-to-heart conversation.
It turned out that he, who was aloof and inviolable, also felt lost and helpless.
"Emperor, do you also miss your father often?"
"It happened when I was young, but not now. Only by becoming him and surpassing him can his passing become meaningful. Luo Chang'an, cheer up, live a good life, and don't teach that the passing of your loved ones becomes meaningless.
If you do it, many problems will be solved."
Luo Changan's heart suddenly surged, and his eyes filled with tears. He even swallowed and said, "Yes, I will work hard."
It seems that the emperor is not a bad person.
Luo Changan felt warm in his heart and was inexplicably inspired. Suddenly there was a small fire burning in his heart. If he could become an outstanding person like the emperor, wouldn't it...
Luo Changan recalled what happened when he was a child, with a long-lost smile on his face, "When I was a child, my father loved me the most. My mother was very strict with me and refused to give me candy. My father would secretly give me candy. I would eat it.
If my tooth hurts after eating sugar, my mother will find out that I have eaten sugar secretly, and she will be angry with my father and cook him food without adding salt. My father will be angry and dare not speak out, saying that my mother is the best in the world in cooking.
A delicious treat.”
As Luo Changan spoke, his throat seemed to freeze, and he clenched his hands tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.
Di Qianao put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her into his arms, "Cry. There are no outsiders."
Luo Changan's tears burst instantly. He completely collapsed emotionally. He shed all his strength and buried his face in Di Qianao's arms, crying like a child. His clothes were also stained with her tears.
In the distance, the lights of the imperial capital were dim. It was late at night, and the candlelight all over the city gradually dispersed, and the capital fell into extreme silence.
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The first ray of sunshine in winter shines on the lake, and the fishing birds wake up the morning.
Murong Jue slowly opened his eyes, his hangover giving him a splitting headache.
Slowly focusing, he saw the scenery above him clearly. When his consciousness returned, he realized that he was still on the cruise ship. After he was drunk last night, Luo Changan helped him get into the big bed.
Thinking of this, Murong Jue suddenly sat up and rubbed his forehead with his slender white fingers.
"Sister Chang'an?"
Murong Jue called out in a hoarse voice.
After a long time, no one responded to him. He exhaled, lowered his head and looked at himself. He found that his clothes were messy and he was half-retreating and half-covering his body. He was shocked. I was afraid that I got drunk last night and lost my sister Chang'an.
.....
He stood up and looked for Luo Changan everywhere in the cabin, but found nothing. He walked back to the bed, sat down, put his forehead on his hands, and with a flash of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of bright red on the sheets.