Slave forever

Yan Qinghe lay on the bed, letting Zhaixing feed the whole bowl of bitter medicine into his mouth spoonful by spoonful, and then swallowed it subconsciously, without even frowning, there was no reaction at all.

His thoughts were still stuck in the shock just now, because he really never expected to see Lin Duying in this situation.

Too embarrassing, and...too unexpected.

Since the death of his only wife, Qing Luo, he had long wanted to leave the Holy Gate, but Yan Huaifeng was young, and Xiaoxiao like Shen Yu was ready to move.I can only stay at the holy gate and suffer day by day in despair.

Yan Huaifeng grew up day by day, and became stronger day by day under his calm training. At the same time, Shen Yu's rebellion also swelled day by day.

So he pretended to imprison Yan Huaifeng in the ice prison, on the one hand to keep him away from the disputes of the holy sect, and by the way, to test the will of the people in the sect.Then after Yan Huaifeng left the ice prison and left South Yunnan, he sent all his confidantes out, leaving only Shen Yu's contacts, and gave him a chance to catch them all at once.

I originally wanted to leave a clean holy door for Yan Huaifeng, so that I could leave and guard Qingluo's spiritual seat, and take her to see the world outside of southern Yunnan, to see the spring flowers in March, the lotus in June, and the osmanthus in winter in August. night snow.

When he can't walk anymore, he can sleep forever with Qingluo.

It's a pity that the forces of the Central Plains intervened and failed.He is Yan Qinghe, who can die but cannot be defeated. He was forced to the banks of the Lancang River, leaving only the pearl hairpin that will never leave his body.

It's just death, so what's the joy in life.When he jumped into the torrent, he didn't expect to survive.Yan Qinghe often thought that the happiest moment in his life was the day when he married Qingluo into his family.

The bright red sedan chair was carried into the Holy Gate, and the beautiful man who opened Xipan smiled at him, the shyness and anger in his eyes were full of affection, which made him drunk from then on.It's a pity that the fantasy dream is an illusion after all, and in the end, there is only blood splattered on the spot.

Fortunately, Yan Huaifeng was safe after all, another person's name flashed through his mind, and when he was suffocating, he thought of the person in Ghost Valley.

He can also be regarded as calm, even though such a big thing happened in the holy gate, he didn't take a step out of the ghost valley.Perhaps he was still upset.

However, it will not stand idly by.

It is precisely because he knows that Lin Duying will definitely help him deal with the aftermath, that he will not let Shen Yu take over the power of the holy gate, and that his son will not suffer any accidents, so he can go down to see Qingluo without any worries.

All his life, Yan Qinghe felt guilty towards his wife Qingluo, but towards the one in Guigu, he felt guilty.Because what he loves deeply is always Qingluo, and he will never be able to respond to that man.

Unexpectedly, after turning around before the gate of hell, he was pulled back by someone, and the person who pulled him back was the person he didn't know how to face the most.

What made it even more difficult for him to accept was that the expected embarrassing scene did not appear. Lin Duying only called his name and left without saying anything else.

So he could only lie on the bed blankly, letting Zhai Xing feed him a bowl of bitter medicine.Then he was left alone in the room to recuperate, and he didn't even see a bug.

After two days of raising him like this, except for Zhai Xing who came to feed him medicine and meals on time three times a day, Lin Duying never appeared again, as if there was no such person in Ghost Valley.

In the end, Yan Qinghe couldn't lie down by himself, and when Zhai Xing poured him more and more bitter medicine, he couldn't help but half sat up and asked, "Where is your Valley Master?"

Picking up the stars put down the medicine bowl and saluted Yingying, "Report to the master, the master of the valley is fishing in the cold pool." After thinking for a while, he added another sentence, "I have been fishing for several days, probably since the day the master came. ?”

Yan Qinghe was stunned, the cold pool was as cold as ever for thousands of years, there was not even half a living thing, where did the fish come from?I don't know whether Lin Duying is fishing or hiding from him.

On the same day, Yan Qinghe didn't lie down after drinking the medicine, and wanted to go to the ground uncharacteristically, but the persuasion by Zhaixing was fruitless, so he could only let him go out staggeringly.

Yan Qinghe didn't turn anywhere, and went straight to the cold pool.Although he hasn't stepped into this ghost valley for so many years, he still doesn't feel strange.

He still remembers the situation back then, when he and Lin Duying were still young, Lin Duying pointed to Guigu and said to him: "I will live here, guarding you and the Holy Gate. I wish you With green radish and white hair, the eyebrows are equal, and the house is full of children and grandchildren."

Before that, Lin Duying had just told him that he liked him.Of course, this was like a fairy tale to Yan Qinghe, he always thought that they were brothers.

There are so many knights like this in Jianghu, who can be sympathetic with each other if they agree with each other.He never thought that Lin Duying would have such feelings for him.

He always thought that Lin Duying was just a temporary obsession, so he personally delivered the wedding invitations for him and Qingluo, hoping that he would finally understand that they could still be good brothers who cared for each other.

Afterwards, every time he thinks about it, Yan Qinghe feels very confused. He doesn't know what Lin Duying felt in his heart when he said the congratulatory speech of "white hair and eyebrows, full of children and grandchildren".

But Lin Duying never appeared in front of him again, just as he promised, he was in Ghost Valley, guarding him and his holy gate day after day and year after year.

Until now.

After Yan Qinghe walked for a long time, he finally saw the cold pool from a distance before he was exhausted, and the man beside the cold pool who was wearing a coir raincoat, wearing a bamboo hat, and holding a fishing rod sitting there quietly.

There was only one step away, but Yan Qinghe was timid and didn't know how to approach.

There was a fish basket beside Lin Duying, and he didn't even need to look to know that it must be empty, and he was probably the only living creature in the entire cold pool.

Hearing the rustling sounds behind her, Lin Duying said lightly, "Here we are." It was like greeting an old friend for many years.

"Yeah." Now that he was discovered, Yan Qinghe would not hesitate, and slowly moved to sit next to Lin Duying, "Did you catch anything?"

Lin Duying didn't look back at him, but said meaningfully, "Man."

Yan Qinghe came back and laughed, "Thank you."

Lin Duying just glanced at him, "I thought you would blame me for ruining your reunion with Qingluo."

"..." What could he say?He found that every time he faced Lin Duying, he could only speak poorly.Because Lin Duying was too good at reading people's hearts, he really didn't know what he was doing while he was still alive, and he also felt disappointed when he failed to die.

But if he wanted to blame Lin Duying, he couldn't say it out. He only hoped that after so many years, Lin Duying's thoughts on him had faded away, and he would no longer be entangled in these things.

But when Lin Duying mentioned it, he immediately thought that he jumped into the river with Qingluo's relics, and couldn't help asking: "Qingluo's pearl hairpin..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking, and the other party said coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm not a god. It would be nice if I could catch you alone. Could it be that I can also find the hairpin? Since I love her so much, when I was And why did you kill her?"

This is probably one of the most unavoidable topics in Yan Qinghe's life. As soon as Lin Duying said it, Yan Qinghe's face changed immediately, and he raised his voice to distinguish: "I didn't want to kill her! I just want to hear her say something." To be honest, but she didn't say a word, I was so angry that I missed it for a while..."

At the end, Yan Qinghe's voice gradually dropped, choked with sadness.

Lin Duying was silent for a while, then reached out and patted Yan Qinghe's shoulder, "I know, Qinghe, don't blame yourself so much. I understand better than anyone how much you love her, it was just an accident."

Yan Qinghe has been in charge of the holy gate all his life and has never lost his composure. If an outsider sees him like this, his eyes will probably fall out.

I am afraid that only in front of Lin Duying can he show his normal side without any scruples, saying intermittently: "I don't even dare to touch her body, I always feel that it must be another person, my Qingluo is still embroidering flowers in the room."

"Later, I secretly watched Feng'er digging a hole to bury her, and realized that she really couldn't come back. I'm not even worthy to buy her a coffin. If she sleeps in the place I choose, the coffin I bought must not even die. Not stable. Just let Feng'er...stay with her more."

Lin Duying put the fishing rod aside, turned around and stretched out her hands to cover Yan Qinghe's eyes, "Qingluo won't hate you. Although she is a bit stubborn, she has always been kind. In this regard, her son is very similar to her."

Yan Qinghe nodded, "Feng'er probably also hates me, the longer he grows, the more he looks like a green radish. In the end, I didn't dare to look at him in front of my eyes. I didn't know how to talk to him, and I didn't know what actions to do. , had to stay away. He must feel that I don't love him."

"Yan Huaifeng stayed in Guigu for the past two years, I looked at him coldly, he was a good boy."

Yan Qinghe and Lin Duying looked at each other, this was the first time they looked at each other seriously since their reunion, looking at the face in front of them that had been separated for many years, they all felt a kind of faint melancholy.

"It's been so many years in the blink of an eye. Duying, you really don't have to guard—"

"The rivers and lakes are not our rivers and lakes anymore." Lin Duying threw the fishing rod and did not let Yan Qinghe go on, "How many people in the Central Plains remember me? The mountains and rivers are beautiful here, which is very good. As I said, I guard the holy gate , guarding you."

Yan Qinghe was speechless, back then he really thought that Lin Duying was just joking for a while, but he didn't want him to stick to it for so many years.

When he and Qingluo were rocking red, when he and Qingluo were admiring the flowers and looking at the moon, when he was whispering in Qingluo's boudoir, when he was swimming hand in hand with Qingluo.

Whether he is proud or frustrated, ups and downs, Lin Duying has always been here, guarding the empty valley, guarding the deserted bamboo hut, facing the direction of the Holy Gate from a distance day and night, listening to the wind and the rain to sleep go.

Haven't regretted it until now.

Yan Qinghe turned his head almost in embarrassment, not daring to look into Lin Duying's eyes, and whispered, "You know, I only have Qingluo in my heart."

Lin Duying stood up, patted the grass, mud and dust on his body, picked up his empty fish basket, and reached out to support Yan Qinghe, "I'll wait."