Red plums reflect youth

Huyan Keluo looked for clues in the direction pointed by the concierge, and just turned a corner when he saw Ziqing walking towards him with his head buried.

It's fine!Huyan Keluo was secretly happy, but fortunately he was not taken away by Keqin's people, otherwise Ziqing would not be set free.only……

"Xiaoqing, where have you been?" Huyan Keluo suppressed the emotions in his heart and asked calmly.

But Ziqing acted as if he didn't hear, just walked forward with his head down.

"What's the matter with you?" Huyan Keluo noticed something strange, hurried forward to hold Ziqing's arms, and asked uneasily.

Ziqing still lowered his head and remained silent for a while before replying in a soft voice, "Leave me alone for a while."

Hearing Ziqing's answer, Huyan Keluo couldn't help but tremble. The voice was so cold that it seemed to have lost its soul, as if it came from the gate of hell, and it made people shudder.When he wanted to ask again, Ziqing stubbornly broke free and stumbled towards his room.

Suspicions abounded in Huyan Keluo's heart, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he followed and escorted Ziqing back.

As soon as Ziqing entered the room, he locked the door and shut himself up alone.

Standing beside the case for a while, he finally raised his hand tremblingly and took out the spices from his pocket.

Inspirit...

Originally, he was painfully almost collapsed because of Mingyan's reprimand, but at this time, he unexpectedly discovered his sinful life experience.The mental pain accompanied by the subsequent physical pain drove him crazy, and if he didn't try to relieve it, Ziqing's tight string would be torn off.

The sun has sunk into the darkness, and the sky is dim, only the eternal moon is looming in the sky.

The hut was also dark and cold, with only a few flickering sparks on the desks, exuding a dangerous and deadly bright warmth.

Ziqing looked at the blaze with a half-smile, the poison-like blaze.I am the one who is about to die of thirst, and I know it is poison, but I want to drink poison to quench my thirst.

The curling green smoke wafted around like a ghost, Ziqing inhaled greedily, and after a while, his pale face flushed.

Because the body has developed resistance, it is not like the paralysis caused by the first large inhalation.However, the heart-piercing pain was relieved in an instant.

However, as the diffused smoke became thicker and thicker, Ziqing's thoughts became more and more uncontrollable, as if she had entered the chaotic space of consciousness.

In a trance, the smoke in front of me gathered together like a mountain ghost and a forest ghost, and slowly transformed into the shape of a graceful woman. That face was dressed like the person in the mirror in the boudoir.

Her lips were fixed in a smile, her eyes were half winking, and she looked at Ziqing frivolously, and she frivolously recited the poem on the mirror in her cherry-like crystal clear and ruddy lips.

Ziqing's eyes were blurred, and he looked at the woman sarcastically, and said mockingly: "This is your love, the love you think you are right! How absurd, how ridiculous, for the love of you alone, you have ruined the lives of thousands of people." happiness!"

The woman didn't answer, just looked at him out of the corner of her eyes.

Ziqing was irritated by such a reaction, raised his hand and pointed at her and asked, "Why?! Why?! Why did you give birth to me? Didn't you ever think about giving birth to me out of your own willfulness? Will I hate you? I hate you for bringing me into this world, living alone without a father, no mother, no love and no love! I hate you for making me like this, the simplest happiness of ordinary people is a luxury beyond my reach... "

"Do you know how much pain a mother will cause her children if she is not chaste?! No! You definitely don't know." The more Ziqing said, the more excited and sad he became: "You must be full of only Stupid woman in love, you don't care about etiquette, integrity, morality and chastity. You only care about your own willfulness, how can you care about your child's happiness and pain?!"

"I hate you!"

"I'd rather my mother be Shen Wanru... No... Even if I'm just a lonely ghost, it's better than having a mother like you!"

"Shameful... really shameful...how could I be your son! Haha...hahaha"

Ziqing's eyes were red, and he laughed maniacally, but the more he laughed, the more miserable he became: "My God, what did I do wrong? You want to give me this kind of life? Isn't it enough to bear the terrible loneliness alone? Do you want me to bear such a sin..."

His hand inadvertently touched a hard object on his waist, Ziqing's heart trembled, he slowly pulled it out, and held it in his hand.

It was the dagger given to him by the previous prince, and he always carried it with him.

Dark night enveloped everything, silent and ominous.At this moment, the dark clouds were just passing by, the moonlight came out, and shone coldly into the hut, shining on the sharp blade of the dagger, with a icy light shining like a sweet temptation, tempting Ziqing to cut off the hope of this life. All, end all sin.

Ziqing stared blankly for a while, his eyes suddenly fixed, his trembling hand tightly grasped the handle of the knife, and stabbed towards his heart.

"What are you doing!" A black figure suddenly jumped from the direction of the window and kicked the dagger away.The icy streamer drew an arc in the air and fell to the ground with a bang.

Ziqing looked blankly at Kong Kong's hand, then slowly turned sideways, but was stunned for a moment.

Qiao Yang?

Ziqing's consciousness was still very vague, and he couldn't tell whether the person kneeling in front of him was the real Qiao Yang, or an illusion created by the smoke.However, her body seemed to be out of her control, and she immediately threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.He murmured, "I'm in pain! Qiao Yang, I'm in pain!"

Qiao Yang's body suffocated slightly, and then he stretched out his arms to hug Ziqing, stroked his back gently, and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay, don't do stupid things anymore."

"But it's really lonely to live alone..." In Qiao Yang's arms, Ziqing slowly calmed down, but her voice was still choked, and said, "Qiao Yang, I just found out today... I turned out to be the one..." Son of a sinner... Her sins are too great for me to bear..."

"Heh..." Qiao Yang seemed to smile slightly, and said in a low voice, "She is her, and you are you, why bother to bear her sins..." Then he picked up Ziqing and walked to the bed: "Don't I've been thinking about things, get a good night's sleep, everything will be fine tomorrow."

Pressing against Qiao Yang's warm chest, Ziqing only felt at ease, just like the feeling she had felt in his arms countless times.The chords of the spirit have been broken for a day, and I have been tortured by various emotions for a day. Once I feel relieved, the tiredness will gradually hit.

Qiao Yang carried Ziqing to the bed, pulled up the thin quilt for him, and watched him fall asleep.Looking at his sleeping face under the shining moonlight, it was so clear and lovely, I couldn't help but put a light kiss on his forehead.

"Xiaoqing, what should I do? What should I do if I can't be cruel to you?"