After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

--wake--

Princess Changping has mixed feelings about the child she gave birth to, love and hate.

Love is because—this is the flesh and blood of her and her sweetheart.

The reason for the hatred is that she doesn't want to live humiliated in this world, and let the enemy insult her. If it wasn't for this child, if it wasn't for the existence of this child, she would be able to kill herself and go find her sweetheart, even in the underworld.

When the new emperor entered the Spring Hall where Changping lived, Princess Changping was staring blankly at a tree of plum blossoms in the courtyard.

"Are you looking at plum blossoms?" He was happy in his heart. These days, Changping has been lukewarm to him, like a walking dead, without any energy, which made him think that Changping has no affection for him and doesn't love him.

But now, she is looking at the plum tree.

Does it mean that, in fact, she still feels bitter about the fact that she didn't go to the plum blossom appointment that day?

Did she still love herself? The more he thought about it, the more eager he wanted to know the answer.

Changping didn't even look at him, as if he didn't hear him.

"Nu Nu." He was angry and furious, but he still couldn't bear to reprimand her, and he couldn't bear to have a slightly fierce tone to her, so he could only call her nickname helplessly and dotingly.

The girl in front of her looked at the plum blossom quietly, her expression didn't fluctuate at all, she didn't know what she remembered, she was crying and laughing at the same time.

That day she said that she wanted to see Plum Blossoms, but the son-in-law had a lot of business to do, and the two had a quarrel, and they said it was a quarrel, but in fact it was only her unilaterally blaming him.

"If you agree to go and don't go, your words don't count."

The son-in-law is reticent, it is rare for him to see Changping's child's heart, and he is happy to let her complain. "Yes, yes, I don't count words."

Chang Pingmin pursed his lips, looked sleepy, and his lively eyes drooped.

The son-in-law loved her so much that he stayed up all night, and even finished the official duties that would take at least a month to complete, and went to see her with red eyes. "Princess, let's go to see plum blossoms."

After three years of marriage, the son-in-law still didn't dare to break the rules, either calling her Princess or Changping, why didn't he want to get close to her, he was just afraid that his sweetheart wouldn't get used to it.

Changping's eyes were watery, and his tone was light. "You can call me Nunu from now on. My father, queen, mother, and elder brother all call me that."

As a princess, she is naturally delicate and noble. On the way back, she felt her feet hurt and acted like a baby.

The son-in-law carried her on his back and walked home step by step.Changping was too greedy and picked too many plum blossoms to hold in his arms, and lost plum blossoms along the way.

Maybe it was because his back was too broad and comfortable, so Changping fell asleep on the son-in-law's back in a daze. When he got home, he found that all the plum blossoms he had picked so hard had fallen off, and he burst into tears.

With a smile on his face, Xindi held Changping's thin shoulders, and those beautiful memories were interrupted.

"Leave me alone."

"For the sake of youth, please keep my child." Changping knelt on the ground begging him with tears in his eyes.

She really couldn't take it anymore, and she really didn't want to live anymore. Those once sweet memories were brewed into wine, and the wine was as bitter as yellow lotus in her throat, and she had to swallow it whole.

When I was young, I met someone who was not kind, but fortunately I was able to choose a good tree to live in.

The new emperor was stunned.

"As long as you live, he will naturally live." This sentence lingered on his lips, but he couldn't say it.

The little girl in red back then loved to be coquettish and to fight with him, but now she knelt on the ground crying and begging him to let her go.

She really doesn't like him anymore.

Finally, he silently turned his back and nodded.

In the past, I don't know how long ago, the little girl was always seeing him off, looking at his back, the black clothes were like ink, and he was tall and straight like a pine.Now the yin and yang have to be separated, and they will never see each other again, and she will finally stop going to see him.

"Husband, I'm here to look for you." Changping smiled foolishly, tightly holding a plum-shaped jade pendant in her hand, she couldn't hold it back, and fell into the arms of the new emperor.

The new emperor hugged Changping, and pressed his forehead against hers. The man did not flick his tears, and his tears still fell on Changping's face one by one. "Nu Nu, Nu Nu."

She cares about her child, but she really can't grow up with him. Although she is irresponsible and not a good mother, she also knows that her child has lost her mother. With all his promises, since he nodded, the child can survive at least.

The story is a tragedy, but at least she didn't know the truth until she died.

She wanted to protect the child left behind, but in fact it was not her and the son-in-law's, but a deception——

The doctor who came to make a diagnosis was from Xindi, he was unparalleled in strategy, how could he not know how to restrain her?

Crossing the sea all over the sky, with a good plan to deceive her to live, although the time is not long, and the process is not satisfactory, for the new emperor, it can be regarded as time stolen from heaven.

Xuanzhe bears the love and hatred of the new emperor for Changping. Although the new emperor acts despicably, he is still a good emperor and a good father.

Later, with the change of dynasties, the life span of the new emperor was only extended by more than two hundred years.

Xuan Zhe had no idea about becoming an emperor. Since he reached the crown, he followed Qilu Mountain to practice swordsmanship and master the Dao, and almost never met people in the mortal world.

……

Xuanzhe was having a dream about his mother.

At that time, Changping also escaped from the minions of the new emperor for a short time, and Xuanzhe was only five years old.

Years have treated her beautifully very kindly, but suffering has made her haggard. She is tortured by love and hatred and becomes a mother who only knows how to beat and scold her children every day.

Whenever he couldn't control his emotions, he would beat and scold Xuan Zhe.Although, he is only a five-year-old child.After venting his emotions, he would hold him and cry again, saying sorry in a loud voice.

In Xuanzhe's dream, Changping was beating him with a whip, because he was afraid of being found by the new emperor's people, and they lived in a stable.

Although he has practiced spiritual power since he was a child, he was not recognized by his mother. She did not allow Xuan Zhe to use spiritual power to protect his body, so scars fell on his body, and the pain was burning...

"It hurts." In a low voice, and infinitely wronged, he would only reveal his true thoughts in his dreams.

That time was hundreds of years ago.

This murmur woke him up, Xuanzhe woke up faintly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a half-grown boy in black dozing off while supporting a knife half-inserted in the ground.

The young man's face was very majestic, with long eyebrows and red lips, even when he was asleep, he had a romantic charm.

"Hmm." In fact, Xuan Zhe is not afraid of pain, but when he woke up, he didn't realize that he had such a serious injury on his body, so he snorted softly without paying attention, and was quickly swallowed again.

With this sound, Zhou Feng also opened his eyes, and in the darkness everywhere, the flowing moonlight began to reflect.

It was the fifteenth day at that time, and a full moon was hanging high under the full moon. Although the blood man he rescued was not described as neat, it was still in such a situation.

He propped up one palm and wanted to get up, but a gust of wind blew gently, fluttering the wide sleeves of his white clothes, he was like a fairy under the moon, as if he was about to ride the wind and go away in the next moment.

Xuanzhe was originally the proud son of heaven, and when he was young, he was good at everything, and all items were top-notch, not to mention that swordsmanship was taught by one of the best swordsmen in the world, and even his family background was from the princes and nobles of the mortal world. Today's down and out situation?

Xuan Zhe was helpless, even though he was reticent, he knew how to be polite, and thanked Zhou Feng with a hoarse voice. "Thank you little brother."

Hearing the word "small", Zhou Feng frowned calmly. The person in front of him doesn't look too old.

Xuan Zhe was already over three hundred years old, and the lifespan of an immortal cultivator is long and unfailing, and his face is only [-] or [-] years old. He would naturally refuse to say that Zhou Feng is young at [-] or [-] years old. "Little brother, you're welcome."

……

Xuan Zhe frowned, and didn't care too much about him, tried to sit up and leaned against the tree trunk, his eyes were fixed in one place, he didn't know what he was thinking.

If ordinary people woke up, they would definitely ask questions, but this person was very silent. He didn't ask, and Zhou Feng didn't bother to say anything. The two of them were relatively speechless, which was very embarrassing.

"I……"

The two opened their mouths at the same time, and when they saw that the other was about to speak, they closed their mouths at the same time.

"Let's talk first." Zhou Feng stirred the burning bonfire, folded his hands behind his head, and leaned against the tree trunk opposite him in the same posture as Xuan Zhe.

Xuan Zhe was just silent, it was his first time dealing with people in a small world, he really didn’t know how to communicate with others, in the big world he didn’t even bother to deal with people’s sophistication, let alone for people in a small world, it’s better to save them. who killed him.

I usually go to the small world to complete the task, or to pick some unique elixir of the small world, or to understand a certain thing. The first time I entered it was to practice some mortal way, but this level is so important.

But when he opened his eyes, there was no girl, only a young man in front of him, to emphasize, young man, he is a man.

Zhou Feng saw that this person was very talkative, so he didn't say anything when he asked him. Fortunately, Zhou Feng is a casual person, and the other party didn't talk, so he was happy not to have to rack his brains to find topics.

Just now I wanted to find the branches to light the bonfire because I was thinking that the injured person would feel cold when they fell asleep. Now that the person is awake, there is no major problem except that he is a little reticent. He seems to be a person who cultivates immortals. It is colder and warmer It doesn't matter at all.

What I told my brother just now is to return to the teacher's gate when people wake up, but it is already late at night, if they go back at this point, the person on duty must notify the superiors before they can open the gate.

Thinking of disturbing Master and the others, it is better to spend the night outside.

Zhou Feng ignored him and closed his eyes slowly.

His eyelashes are very long, long and dense, hanging darkly on his eyes, he is inexplicably obedient.

When Zhou Feng woke up the next day, the sky was still not too bright, and the faint moon and the newborn sun were hanging in the sky together. He just saved a stranger and didn't take it to heart. When he was about to say goodbye, he realized that he The person he saved seemed to be more anxious than himself, and he had disappeared without a trace before saying goodbye to his "benefactor".