Quick Wear: His Highness Qing Leng is about to be stuck again

"Qingyan is here." The door opened and a middle-aged man came in.

His back was a little hunched, but one could still see his originally tall stature, but now there was a subtle shadow on his body.

He closed the door slowly and limped over.

Zhang Xue stood up and took off the backpack from him.

"Sit down and take a rest first."

After saying that, he hurried towards the kitchen.

Zhang Zhiming sat down and sighed slowly, then thought of something.

He looked at Yun Qingyan and the others, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you again."

Yun Qingyan just walked up to him and said, "Zhang Zhiming, stretch out your hand."

Shen Si blinked after hearing this and said, "No."

He has also never heard that the master can do medicine!

Zhang Zhiming frowned, and although he was reluctant, he finally stretched out his hand.

Yun Qingyan's slender knuckles rested on his wrist.

"Zhang Zhiming, listen to me. If you really can't sit still, then go and do something to make a living. Don't go and ruin your body."

Zhang Zhiming pursed his lips and pulled a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Qingyan, I'm already bothering you a lot now."

Yun Qingyan knew that he was a stubborn person and no one could persuade him.

Fate always seems to like to play tricks on the unfortunate.

Zhang Zhiming saw Zhang Xue carrying out the food.

Just go to the well nearby to wash your hands.

After squatting down, his lips couldn't help but tremble.

Then he scooped up some water and splashed it on his face.

Zhang Xue handed him the coarse cloth.

Then she raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, sighing softly.

Several people have finished their meal.

Sit together and chat under candlelight.

Looking at their young faces, Yun Qingyan felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

The nose feels sore.

"Sir, can you help me cut paper tomorrow?"

The little girl had an innocent look on her face and pulled Yun Qingyan's sleeve.

"it is good."

Shen Si supported his head and looked at this scene, not knowing what feeling he had.

Mr. was obviously smiling, so why did he look more like he was crying?

The children, at this age when they should be lively and active, were surprisingly obedient.

Except for the two youngest ones.

The two little ones love to play tricks on their older brothers and sisters.

In the end, it was Zhang Xue who gave the order and asked them all to go to their rooms and sleep.

"Sir, you are familiar with this place, so I will leave you alone. I will go and make arrangements for them."

"it is good."

At this time, Shen Si also obediently called Yun Qingyan, "Sir."

Yun Qingyan stood up and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to the guest room."

Shen Si followed Yun Qingyan lazily, looking at his back, feeling relieved.

"You will sleep here tonight."

"it is good."

"Then I left."

"Okay." Shen Si felt that the teacher should be very tired at this time, and he couldn't let the teacher worry about him anymore.

......

Yun Qingyan also has her own room here, or rather, this courtyard is hers.

Zhang Xue and Zhang Zhiming are brother and sister.

Only two people survived the disaster.

One is him, and the other is Zhang Zhiming.

The young man who once roamed the world of martial arts was eventually killed.

Both are stuck in the past.

A team of seven...

The only ones left were the children who fought hard to hold on.

Round tears slid down the corners of the eyes.

Flowers bloom on the ground.

As for the person who wanted her life, had he already found her here?

They have avenged themselves and the children are all fine.

The dust had settled.

What now?

But she clearly remembered the fire that day, as if it had burned into her heart.

It was so hot and scorching.

It seems like it wants to burn all the darkness.

Didn't we eradicate the problem completely?

She held her forehead with one hand, and then...

----Kill again.

Her hands were no longer clean anyway.

In my drowsiness, I seemed to see again those young people who were once full of vigor and vitality.

They stood, sat or lay down, discussing their views on the world and their own ambitions.

"What does Qingyan want to do in the future?"

"Qingyan is so good at martial arts, he will do good deeds in the future."

"Hey, Qingyan, you should just come and be my aide. My father doesn't care about me anyway. We can walk around Suzhou and I'll protect you."

Shangguan Qian gritted his teeth and came up with such a brilliant idea.

"Qingyan doesn't fight or compete, it's more comfortable to be a teacher."

"Too."

"I think that makes sense."

Zhang Zhiming turned to look at Yun Qingyan and asked, "Qingyan, what do you think?"

Slowly, the hazy memories like clouds and mist began to fade away, just like the morning mist illuminated by the sun, slowly dissipating.

It is no longer as thick and real as before, but becomes thinner and more illusory, until it disappears completely.

It was as if a gentle breeze blew past, sweeping away all the once brilliant beauty, leaving only emptiness and silence.

Take me with you...

She really missed the past.

As the dizziness came over her body, she entered those illusions again.

Yun Qingyan clearly knew that these were just dreams.

But when she heard that sentence, "Qingyan, come quickly."

Looking at those familiar faces.

She still couldn't help it.

"Why are you crying?" Bai Feiqing handed the handkerchief in his hand to Yun Qingyan.

"That's right, there's nothing to cry about. We're just separated for a day. Why are you acting like a child?"

"That's right, Qingyan, you are so skilled in martial arts, why are you so sentimental?"

Shangguan Qian, who looked like a colorful peacock, was leaning against a tree, waving the "ugly" fan that everyone had made together.

Yun Qingyan remembered that it was this day.

It is an eternal nightmare.

She wanted to speak to stop it, but found that she seemed unable to speak.

I tried hard to open my mouth, but in vain.

A hand lifted her up and comforted her, "Okay, okay, we'll send you back first, and then go save Xiao Qian'an."

She tried desperately to shake her head, and at this moment she could no longer care about being a gentleman.

But to no avail, the anxiety on his face seemed real.

But everyone acted as if they didn't see it and continued to talk about their plans.

"Qingyan, you are our military advisor. They say that military advisors don't go to the battlefield. You can rest assured about the six of us."

“We are not vegetarians.”

Yun Qingyan's body couldn't even move.

She sat stiffly in the chair.

Once again, I watched their backs slowly leave.

No!

No!

She tried desperately to break free, but to no avail.

She could only look at the bright moon outside the window with empty and confused eyes.

My heart is filled with unspeakable pain and torment.

She just stared quietly, watching it slowly move from one side to the other.

It seemed as if time had become exceptionally long at this moment.

The moonlight sprinkled on her like water, but it could not warm her long-cold heart.

She knew it had begun now.

----The massacre.