Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

Obviously she couldn't see herself, but she still didn't allow herself to be so intimate with her.

She is Qingyan's Banshuang, not her Jiang Ziquan's Teacher Shen.

The battle was fierce, and Shen Qingyan's eyes were stained red with red blood. Those witches were completely vulnerable to her attack. When they thought they could win quickly, Banshuang appeared unexpectedly. her opposite.

Qingyan's hand holding the sword trembled a little, and her eyes were a little blurred. Looking at the woman in front of her who was still smiling at her, she couldn't let go, couldn't let go of her hand.The heroic Qianguo soldiers seemed to have noticed Qingyan's strangeness, blocked her behind, and attacked the enemy one by one desperately. The witches fell to the ground one by one, but they were healed by Banshuang again and again, and joined the battle again. A lot of witches died, and so did the soldiers of Qianguo. The corpses were all over the battlefield, and I don't know how long it was repeated until Banshuang finally fell down.

The shallow country won that battle.

"Qingyan, will you accompany me to the autumn harvest?" Banshuang's face had lost half of its color, and she was hanging on the potion every day, and the imperial doctor said that she might not be able to survive this winter.

Qingyan put down the medicine bowl in his hand, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and smiled at her: "Okay."

After that battle, Qingguo became a subsidiary country of Qianguo, and Qingyan became the king of a country. Witchcraft is the combat power that every country can't dream of at any time. The matter of bringing it back to the palace is just turning a blind eye.

"We, cough, are we running away?"

Hearing this, Qing Yan shook her hand holding her, tears welled up in her eyes, "Well, I'll take you to elope."

Banshuang closed her eyes in satisfaction, put her hands around her neck, couldn't help smiling in her arms, and shook her body.

They came out in a hurry, in order to get rid of those annoying servants, Qingyan found a remote place, where the grains grew luxuriantly, and the local residents seemed to be simple-minded. A beautiful girl like Yanshuang joked in front of them every day, and even taught them how to read when she was in good spirits.

After a few days, Yanshuang's face had become a little rosy. Qingyan heard the imperial physician tell her that it was a scene of returning light. She forced herself to be shocked, and with her back to her, tears fell on the ground unconsciously. Li, holding the grain in his hand at this time, no different from the farmer next to him, said: "You have turned dark a lot recently, it must have been dried in the field."

Banshuang didn't answer, just looked at her with a slight smile.

"I think it's time to change the name. Banshuang is too white and doesn't suit you." She straightened up and thought for a while, then laughed and said, "Why don't you call it Heitu?"

"What about you?" Banshuang was not annoyed, she looked at her quietly, and imitated her way and pondered for a while: "I think the name Baishui is appropriate."

After all, we are equal.

"It's not bad. When we get old, we'll move out of the palace. I'll help you build a big house. You will teach in it, and I'll drink in it." Shen Qingyan imagined it, and smiled contentedly.

Banshuang opened his mouth, as if his body was already very tired, and his voice was very shallow: "Qingyin, come and hug me."

Qingyan's footsteps seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he walked towards the woman step by step, gently hugged her in his arms, touched her cold body, couldn't help sobbing and said: "I am here."

Banshuang touched the tears that fell on her face, and remembered that dirty little Taoist priest who warmly called her sister, said her name nicely, and had a nice voiceless voice.

She is a natural heir of the Wu family and has no friends. In her memory, her parents seem to call her Banshuang gently, while others call her "Master High Priest" respectfully, with a little fear.

All she had in her childhood were countless Gu worms and endless witchcraft. Later, she met the little Qingyin back then. She didn't care about her identity or that she was raised by Gu worms. Her eyes She is always bright, and the corners of her mouth are always upturned. The time with her is always happy.

But she left suddenly, the name Qingyin seemed to appear in a dream, without leaving a trace, she searched for several years but couldn't find it, there was no little Taoist priest named Qingyin on that mountain, she didn't know why Qingyin To lie to her?Why didn't you even say a word when you left?In fact, she wanted to ask if she was also afraid or disliked her status as the high priest of the witch clan?

Later, she was declared to see a doctor by the princess of Qianguo, and the order Qingguo gave her was a hit, but she didn't expect that the dirty little Taoist priest had become the third princess of Qianguo, who was all over the country. She forgot The former witch sister, forgot that her hair would not grow because of her own vomit, and forgot everything related to herself. Not only that, but she also became her own enemy.

But even if he was an enemy, Banshuang couldn't do without the warmth she gave him, and the only light in his dark life.

For her, she is willing to give up her own life, but those Wu people are also innocent, and protecting them is her lifelong mission as a high priest. Thinking of this, she divided her life in half, and gave half to After buying Qingyan, half was given to the tribe.

Now, she is going to leave, lying on her body and leaving is not in vain, but she is still not reconciled, not reconciled that her light will illuminate her people, Qingyin's eyes are still bright, and said shyly: "Qingyin, it's really hard for the person who is tempted first."