Chapter 469 (2/2)

Good.

The sound did not fall.

Zhao Jingyi just dropped her hand from yingwuqiu's palm, and her eyes closed tightly for a moment.

At the beginning of winter in the distance, the light shines all over the ground, and there is frost everywhere.

”Qingqing...”

Should not ask tears across the cheek, fell in the middle of her eyebrows, for many years did not call the export of small words, now opened his mouth, but could not make any sound.

Many years ago, she was not the big princess who was arrogant and arrogant. Her little name was do Qingqing.

Because of his identity, only the empress would call her like this. When empress yuan died, the old emperor threw himself on his sons, and no one dared to call her like this.

In those years when Zhao Jingyi was out of control, she was the Qingqing that little master Ying was most concerned about.

After little master Ying became master Wuqiu, Qingqing disappeared.

After many years, should not ask to call her again, but there will be no response.

At the moment, her blood was still warm, but her face was as white as paper.

He hugged Zhao Jingyi tightly, raised his hand and explored the tip of her nose. He noticed a faint breath, which made him feel a little relieved.

Then, his hand raised a little, covered her eyes, tried his best to make his voice as calm as before, ”forget... Forget me and all the suffering in the world.”

The man in his arms was silent.

The side wind blew the withered grass, and the dew fell to the ground.

Everything is light, extremely small.

Ying Wuqiu's voice was hoarse and sang in a low voice: ”Qingqing Zijin, long my heart. Even if I don't go, zining won't inherit the sound...”

When Zhao Jingyi was a little girl, she always told him that her father cheated her mother with this poem, so she gave her a nickname Qingqing.

The empress also loved her for many years and gave her unique love.

Even though these favors and love dissipated between the beauty and the new favorite, Zhao Jingyi occasionally missed her childhood, so she pestered little master Ying to sing to her.

He would never sing to her. Such sentimental poems could never be exported.

But now, what she can't hear depends on him, but he is reading ”Qingqing”.

Should not ask, holding the person in your arms, facing the cold wind.

He has been closed for most of the year since he was nineteen.

Before that, he wanted to return to vulgarity.

On the day when the master asked him to shave, Ying Wuqiu suddenly figured it out and said to him, ”I want to return to the common customs.”

Everyone in the temple was surprised.

The host asked him why.

Ying Wuqiu said, ”the world of mortals is not over.”

The host called together a group of high-ranking masters, discussed for a long time, and finally asked him, ”but for the big princess?”

There should be no language.

The host immediately said, ”no!”

Should not ask, did not intend to listen, saluted the people, turned and left.

The martial uncle, who had been closed for ten years, suddenly went out of the pass and said to him, ”the big princess has a big disaster. If you insist on doing so, you will hurt her!”

Should not ask to leave the footsteps of a little pause, turned back and asked him, ”is this true?”