Blow the smoke into the night wind

The dirtiest thing in the world is self-esteem.But even if it's dirty, for the rest of my life, I need this self-esteem to accompany me like a shadow.

— Inscribed Long Song

So Wu Beili walked out of the hall and closed the door.Leave the space in the hall for the two people inside.

The light smoke of sandalwood in the temple is still rising, and the tea on the table should be completely cooled.

Just like the mood of these two people, it was completely cold.

"Your Majesty Chang Gemian, I think there are some things that need to be settled. I hate being so tactful, so I'll get straight to the point." Qing Youruo spoke first to break the quiet atmosphere,

Changge nodded: "Speak."

You Ruo lightly shook the silver bell in her hand, and the crisp sound echoed in the hall, which seemed a little strange.

It's a little dark in the hall, so there are candlesticks on the table, I don't know why,

The flames were suddenly extinguished, and the hall instantly became a bit dark, Qing Youruo continued to ring the bell,

Lingling's voice was pleasant to hear, but in Changge's ears, it turned into something like a curse, because,

He saw it, and with You Ruo's bell ringing, many people came out from the dark places around the hall.

All familiar faces, everyone who died in the fire in the priest's mansion,

All the people are walking towards him, with empty eyes, creaking sound with every step,

There is a scar on the forehead, and all the scars are in the same place.

There are second wife, fourth elder brother, father, younger sister, but only his mother is missing.Where's his mother...his mother...

"Giggle" Qingyou laughed like a silver bell, "Your Majesty Changge, how are you doing, do you really like this gift I gave you?"

Chang Ge's frown became deeper and deeper: "I don't like it at all."

"Your Majesty Changge, how can you say that? You Ruo spent a lot of effort. Have you seen their scars? You Ruo dug it open with his own hands and put the puppet threads inside. ah..."

"Enough, I don't want to hear this," Changge scolded Qing Youruo.

"I know, Your Majesty Changge wants to know where your mother has gone, heck, where has she gone?"

Qing Youruo raised her left hand and shook the silver bell in her left hand. The sound of the silver bell was no longer crisp like last time, but dull. This time—

It didn't come out, but... appeared out of thin air.

A woman, a woman in black, although her face was covered, but Changge, who had lived with her mother for so many years, recognized it at a glance. Those slender red phoenix eyes, although the tenderness and love in the eyes were no longer, But that familiar eye shape can't be wrong, it's my mother...

Changge was so eager to see his mother, he reached out uncontrollably to touch his mother's face, but he didn't want to, his hand was knocked off, and his mother looked at him with extremely strange eyes.He took a step back trembling,

Qing Youruo glanced at him faintly when she saw this: "Changge, have you forgotten? They are all dead long ago, and they are just puppets now. If Your Majesty Changge still wants to return your mother's body, promise me a few make a wish"

You Ruo didn't quite hear the long song that You Ruo said later.

just to hear...

dead...just puppets.....

Just a few words.