Ninety-nine bowl soup on the other side (7)

All things have their own laws of growth, one grows and the other grows, but they will eventually reach the end. Many happiness and sorrows when they are alive will be forgotten after death. If you don’t want to forget and are reluctant to forget, you will have to pay a huge price.

If a body has been completely damaged, it is impossible to repair it, because it is broken. But now, some people have learned about the method of repairing the body. Jing Xiang did what he shouldn't have done for this method.

He was alone in this huge room, sleeping and sleeping day and night, just trying to find ways to implement it from ancient books. Even if there was only a little hope, he would do it.

He had already made a decision. Qinghuan is like an outsider watching a movie. The movie has been filmed and is being released. Everything here has happened before, it is a certain fact, it cannot be reversed or changed. Even the people here are gray. They are like old records, shooting the dust flying from the pages under the sun, and fading pages in memory. They breathe and live, but they have long passed away.

Even time is empty and short here.

Jing Xiang has been busy for most of his life. Now that he is coming this year, the emperor respects him so that he can steal the rest of his life these few days.

"Don't be afraid, you'll leave here without any damage."

Qinghuan heard this and looked up at his back. He sat at the desk like a black mountain. It would not end until it was startled. "Then how long are you going to keep me?"

"It won't be long. When Nie Jing dies, you will be free." He said lightly, "I have sent someone to the prince's house to inform the prince, saying that I would like to ask you to live here for a while and accompany your aunt. My aunt is old and always wants to die. You are a little similar to that person. She likes you very much."

Qinghuan did not doubt this. Qi Fuming trusted this mentor very much and would never doubt it, but how long would this so-called "a period of time" be? And he simply locked her in this room and never let her go out. When she was let go, whether it was Nie Jing or a strange technique, he would be dealt with completely.

Nie Jing shouldn't have thought that he was still the one who was still a little concerned when he was young. Jing Xiang is now a madman on the verge of verge. What he wants to do is something that people cannot imagine, and even something that is difficult to tolerate. For this, he is about to pay an extremely painful price.

Qinghuan originally thought it would take a lot of time, but what she didn't expect was that Qi Fuming would come to pick her up in just seven days. This time, she didn't want to leave. Qi Fuming's heart was about to be broken, and his sister had just lived here for a few days? She was already nostalgic about this? For these seven days, he would go to the Prime Minister's Mansion every day, but the Prime Minister's Mansion was always closed. The Prime Minister said he would stay with his sister for a few days. Qi Fuming didn't know what to stay for. If this person was the Prime Minister, he would definitely not feel at ease.

But this does not include the fact that my sister refused to follow her seven days later!

The matter of the man in black has been investigated. It was Nie Jing who was manipulating behind the scenes. Nie Jing and his subordinates were killed in the early morning of this day, so Qi Fuming was completely free. He wanted to take his sister to play around, but he didn't expect that the little girl actually expressed that she would continue to live in the prime minister's mansion for a few days!

Jing Xiang said, "Take her away."

Upon hearing this, Qinghuan was not happy, but Qi Fuming picked her up without saying a word and ran to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion and quickly stuffed it into the carriage, for fear that she would stay for noise, so she waved the whip and was far away from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"...The Prime Minister's Mansion is not fun at all, it's lifeless. Is the Prince's Mansion much fun? Or do you want to go to my grandfather's house to play?" Qi Fuming asked seriously. He was busy over the past few days because of the man in black. Those people were treacherous and skillful. If the sister stayed in the Prince's Mansion, it would be unsafe. Qi Fuming could not guarantee that the princess would fight to protect her sister, so he agreed to put Qinghuan in the Prime Minister's Mansion. At least it was absolutely safe here.

"I don't want to go." Qinghuan lifted the curtain and looked back. The gate of the prime minister's mansion was closed. She frowned slightly. Nie Jing must be dead, otherwise Qi Fuming would not have time to take her around to play.

If Nie Jing dies, what will Jing Xiang do next? Qinghuan always feels that there are other secrets in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but she doesn't know what it is.

"Huangmei." Qi Fuming suddenly felt a little worried. He held his sister's little face as she looked back, turned it back, and forced her to look at him: "You can't be the prime minister..."

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Of course not."

"Why pay so much attention to him?" Qi Fuming still didn't relax. "Brother tells you that the prime minister is a family, and how different he is from you, don't think about it."

"I know, he has a ghost lady."

"I know you're still-"

"I really don't." Qing Huan said seriously, "I just think the Prime Minister's Mansion is strange."

"It's normal to be strange, without a trace of living popularity. Everyone is like a stagnant water. How can it be not strange?"

In fact, Qinghuan was not talking about this. She thought the strangest thing was that room. However, before she could speak, Qi Fuming repeatedly reminded her: "Our girl, if she never gets married in her life, she will still live freely and freely. Don't fall in love with someone she shouldn't like."

The girls from other families have already started to look at each other at this age, but the Qingwang couple is not pedantic. The youngest daughter has been smart and cute since childhood. Even if they are gone, they will still enjoy the glory and wealth of life. It is not necessary to marry and have children. As the daughter of their husbands, of course, they have the right to choose their lives freely. Even if she doesn't marry, she is still the princess of Chang'an who everyone likes to please. Besides, parents are not in a hurry, so why do you need others to make a decision?

Qinghuan nodded and said that she knew that she would not marry and would not like anyone, but she still wanted to stay in the prime minister's house. Every night when she slept in that room, where did Jing Xiang go? That should be his room, right? He didn't sleep on the ground or go out. Where did he go? But every morning, he would start studying early.

"Brother, can't I really stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a few more days?"

"No." Qi Fuming refused so neatly.

Oh well.

Since she can't stay, she can always go and see Qingnu and her aunt, right?

Within two days after Qing Huan returned to the palace, he prepared a thank-you gift and went to the prime minister's mansion in person to thank the prime minister for his care these days.

My aunt's illness was getting worse and worse. She couldn't live long. At this age, she gradually forgot a lot. Sometimes even the young slaves who took care of her for so many years could not recognize her, let alone the fact that she once had a daughter.

It's great to be able to forget it, and you will never miss it again, nor will you be sad. What you fear most is that you can't forget it. A dull knife cuts the flesh in your heart, and it's not enough.

Jing Xiang's reaction to Qinghuan's re-arrival was very cold, as if he didn't know her. After Qinghuan saw her, she followed him, "The Prime Minister still refused to tell me what kind of deal he had made with Nie Jing?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Who said it has nothing to do with me, do you know what my name is?"

He really doesn't know.

He trusted each other with the Qingwang couple, but this did not hinder their evil relationship. The happy and fulfilling life of the Qingwang couple over the years, the miserable he was alone. He only heard that the little princess was born, and then he learned that the Supreme Emperor gave the name Chang'an to the little princess, and he never paid attention to it again. No matter what her name is, what does it have to do with him. The little princess has never been to Yanliang for many years. People who are familiar with her call Baoer affectionately in front of Jing Xiang, so he did not know her name.

A few days ago, he also called her the princess, and he never even asked about her name.

Qinghuan watched him walk forward quickly and shouted: "My name is Qinghuan!"

Jing Xiang stopped, and he slowly turned around, as if he didn't hear it clearly, and asked her again: "What did you say you're your name?"

"Qinghuan."

She repeated again, "There is a taste in the world that is Qinghuan."

Jing Xiang's eyes, which were always as quiet as stagnant, finally had some fluctuations. He had never heard of this name again for many years. The vivid girl in front of him stood in front of him, causing him to tremble.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Qinghuan stepped forward. "Maybe she doesn't want to see you do this, why bother?"

But Jing Xiang's loss of control was just a blink of an eye, and he quickly returned to his usual appearance and turned around and left.

Qinghuan did not chase after him again this time, but sighed. If he had known, he would not be moved by any means, because all this was a certain fact, and she could not change it even if she was in it.

She was different from her before her death. She became completely different people.

All kinds of yesterday are like death yesterday.

After Jing Xiang returned, he sat alone in the room for a long time. For the first time, he didn't spend time on reading. He held a brush in his hand, and the ink dipped in the tip of the pen dripped on the fine rice paper, leaving muddy ink ideas. How long has it been?

How long has he lived?

How long has she been gone?

Over the years, he has tried many methods, but he can't recall her soul or make her dream. But he doesn't want to die like this. He dies too late, and he may not be able to catch up with him in the underworld. If he forgets his life in a daze, he will not want to do so, so he thought of an absurd and whimsical method.

Since you can't die, don't die.

People seek immortality for wealth and glory, and emperor seek immortality for generations, but they just want to see her again, and it doesn’t matter if they can’t recognize each other. He wants to be the mud under her feet, the wind in her ears, and the tree in front of her, that’s enough.
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