Your heart is unpredictable

Liu Li went over to hug An Kong and sobbed, "You must have suffered so much for me."

Although Ankong couldn't see her expression, he could feel the trembling from the woman, and two lines of tears flowed from Ankong's blind eyes. It was clear that the woman he loved was right in front of him, and he couldn't even hug him at the most basic level. I can't give it to her.

However, what he didn't know was that Zizhu's appearance at this time was all fake.Compared to this, it might be better for Dark Sky to be blind, and he might be happier being kept in the dark like this.

"Ankong, you can't see me now, right?" Liu Li and Ankong sat on the bed, leaning on Ankong's shoulder and said tenderly.

"Well, does Zhu'er dislike my blindness?" An Kong said with a lonely and hurt expression.

"No, I will never despise you, and I will not allow you to say such things in the future." Liu Li said and hugged An Kong.

Ankong was moved again, and now he is willing to do anything for Zizhu!

"Just, just, Kong, I want to tell you a secret, you, if you hear it, if it is revealed, I will have no choice but to die." Liu Li sobbed in An Kong's arms as he spoke.

"How could it be! I would never do anything that is bad for you!" After hearing this, Ankong wanted to hug Liuli tightly to give her a sense of security.

"Actually, my face now is that of a queen." After Liu Li finished speaking, she looked at An Kong's expression, and said again: "At that time, the empress wanted to kill me, saying that I leaked what she did and the investigation of Hua Yuxi. The emperor knows."

"What! The Queen actually wanted to kill you! It's all because I wasn't by your side at the time." An Kong said with a remorseful expression.

"I don't want to die, I want to see you again, so, so I accidentally killed the empress." Liu Li sobbed on his chest.

"Zhu'er, you are not wrong, don't cry." An Kong said distressedly.

Liu Li raised her head and said again: "Then I changed faces with your empress."

Ankong said that she must also be in great pain, and she must be forced to play the role of the queen, "Zhu'er, I don't care what you do, I just want to see you happy, so I can be happy. Let's not talk about the past Now, we don't care about things that make you unhappy!" An Kong said as he put his face on Liu Li's head.

"Yeah, okay, stay by my side from now on, don't leave me." Liu Li leaned on An Kong's chest and cried, but had a weird smile on his face.

The weather in Miaojiang is still as bright as ever.The Holy Son of Miaojiang is a man who lives in the temple of Miaojiang, but no one has ever seen his face.

Some people say that he is as ugly as a monster, while others say that he is as beautiful as a fairy.There is no solid evidence for either claim.

Only because the saint son of Miaojiang was wearing a red cloak, the hat covered his head, and the face scarf covered his face.Coupled with the unpredictable martial arts of the Son of God, no one can get a glimpse of his appearance.

"Four years have passed in the blink of an eye from the turmoil in the Central Plains." The Son blew on the tea in his hand and said.

"That's right, the Holy Son hasn't been out since that trip to the Central Plains." The maid said with a smile.

She said she was a maid, but she was actually an old man over sixty years old. She had been with the Son for so many years, but she had never seen his real appearance, but her voice was already in her bones.

"Four years ago, in order to bring the refined new elixir to Huagu, I was alone with the old man who didn't want to reveal his name but said to me, "If you want to study medicine together, you are welcome to come to Huagu as a guest at any time." Went to the capital. "The Holy Son seemed to be recalling.

"Then when the Holy Son came back, there were two of them. Ying'er has been in a coma since she was brought back by you, the poor child. After sleeping for four years, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that in the future, I will... oh..." The maid shook his head.

"Ying'er, this child has saved many lives, such a good child, even I would not let him die slowly on the cold ground." Shengzi said.

"The holy son is kind and kind, and it is my blessing in Miaojiang." The maid said softly with her right hand on her chest and bowed her head.

The Holy Son's eyes dimmed, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and he stood up. As he got up, the bell on his clothes rang crisply. People in Miaojiang said that the sound of the bell of the Holy Son was the sound that brought happiness.

The maid turned around and stepped back to make way for the Son.When I came to the side hall, there was a man lying in it.

The eyelashes are very long, and the facial features are not so three-dimensional, but they look like spring breeze.The nose is small but beautiful.

Looking closely at the many calluses and knife wounds on his hands, he might have been a swordsman or killer before.

"Ying'er, I know you can hear our voices, right?" The man on the bed didn't respond, his sleeping face was still so calm and soft.

Shengzi smiled gently. He saved his life back then, but he could only be in this state.

He didn't know his name, but he saw that even though he was lying on the ground, dying and unconscious, his hands were tightly holding a stone in his hand.

Even he had to spend a lot of effort to take the stone out of Ying'er's hand. An ordinary stone that can be picked up by the river made him so reluctant to part with it.The Holy Son was a little puzzled when he saw the word "shadow" engraved on the other side of the stone.

He didn't know what this word meant to this dying man, whether it was given to him by his mother, or his lover engraved his name, the Holy Son didn't know.

That being the case, it happened that I didn't know what to call him, so I called him "Ying'er".

He knew that Ying'er could hear external sounds, but let alone body movements, he couldn't even give a basic expression.It must be painful, the child.There was distress and love in the eyes of the Son of God.

Shengzi smiled and held Ying'er's hand: "Miaojiang Shengzi exists for those in need, don't worry, I will do my best to help you."

Even though he himself knew that the possibility of Ying'er recovering was almost zero.The person on the bed was still as gentle and calm as four years ago.

Shengzi stretched out his pale hand and stroked Ying'er's face: "Poor child, you must really want to talk and do all kinds of things... I heard the voice crying in your heart, pain, helplessness and forgiveness. "Tears flowed from the eyes of the Holy Son.

Touching the tears in the corner of his eyes, Shengzi looked at Ying'er tenderly and said: "Your tears flowed from my eyes, Ying'er. Kind child."

Yinghu was taking a nap. When he opened his eyes, he touched the corners of his eyes. It was tears. He had never shed tears. He had never cried even when Lengya died. Because the heart is dead and the tears are gone.

Yinghu can continue to live, supported only by his memories of He Lengya and his hatred for this world.

Yinghu smiled: "It's so painful, Leng Ya, the world without you is really boring, but you are so cunning, is this revenge for me?"

I haven't even said I love you yet, Yinghu laughed self-deprecatingly.But I don't know why there is always an inexplicable throbbing in my heart recently, and today's tears for no reason are also...

Outsiders think that Han Lanxing stays in the room every day and does not go out. In fact, he is not in the room for a moment.Climb out of the window every day.Then slipped to Huayuxi's residence.

Whenever he wants to see Hua Yuxi, a wind blows out from behind Hua Yuxi.Unfortunately, this time, Qingtao was caught.

"Young master! Gong, uh!" Hearing that Qingtao wanted to call Hua Yuxi to come over, Han Lanxing immediately covered her mouth, "Shh!" He put his finger on his mouth and signaled.

Qingtao smiled mischievously and said: "You idiot, our son is with the emperor every day, you still dare to come, aren't you afraid that the emperor will kill you?" She gestured to her neck as she spoke.

"What do you know? This is my first love!" Han Lanxing said.

"You are really shameless, everyone knows your reputation, wandering around the world, ignorant, lacking knowledge, no martial arts..."

"Stop!" Han Lanxing interrupted: "Do I have so many shortcomings?" He also gave Qingtao a look.

"What are you staring at? It's obviously there, it's just that there are so many shortcomings." Qingtao said with her hands on her hips.

"Uh..." Han Lanxing ignored her and continued to look at Hua Yuxi.

"I haven't practiced sword for a long time, can you accompany me?" Feng Jing said to Hua Yuxi.

"It doesn't matter if Eunuch Hong finds out?" Hua Yuxi said softly.

Feng actually picked up the sword and pulled Hua Yuxi's hand and jumped lightly, and came to the bamboo forest in a short while.

Han Lanxing: "..."

Qingtao looked at Han Lanxing and covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing.

"They, where did they go?!" Han Lanxing frowned.

"Little girl can't do light work or martial arts, so how can she know where the young master is going?" After speaking, Qingtao was about to leave.

"How did you leave?" Han Lanxing said.

"I'm no better than you, the eldest prince. I'm a freer. I'm just a servant. I still have a lot of work to do." Qingtao left after speaking.

In the bamboo forest, Feng Jing and Hua Yuxi stood facing each other with a sword.

Feng Jing watched, Hua Yuxi smiled gently, and the two people's figures staggered and separated in a blink of an eye.Sometimes it is so fast that only two shadows remain.

"Ah!" Suddenly Hua Yuxi's sword was shaken out, and she fell from a high altitude before she could use her lightness kung fu. Just when Hua Yuxi thought she would fall like this, she fell into a warm embrace.

Hua Yuxi put her hands on Feng Jing's shoulders, opened her eyes and raised her head to look at him.

After landing, Hua Yuxi still hugged Feng Jing's neck with both hands. "Aren't you reluctant to come down?" Feng actually smiled slightly.

Hua Yuxi blushed, thinking she was already safe, she still hugged him tightly, and when she was about to come down, Feng Jing threw the sword with his other hand, and hugged him whole again.

Hua Yuxi looked up at Feng Jing: "You..."

"Me?" Feng actually looked at the person in his arms, his eyes were as deep as the water of an ancient pool.

"Then you can carry me home like this." Hua Yuxi said gently.

Feng actually raised the corner of his mouth. Although this man looks extremely gentle, he is a peerless gentleman, but in fact, there is an attractive charm hidden in his gentleness.

Feng Jing's hands pressed tightly to Hua Yuxi's waist, and Hua Yuxi grabbed the clothes on Feng Jing's shoulders, and went back to Hua Yuxi's room just like that, performing lightness kung fu.