At times like this, Ye Guhan's complexion is very complicated; bewildered, sad, lost, and... vaguely happy! His eyes are affectionate but persistent, painful and sweet; his mouth is always chanting a name silently, although he doesn't make a sound, but the shape of his mouth is always those two words... Xiuxiu...
Also, there was a poem that Ye Guhan often murmured. It was the poem he recited that day when he was seriously injured and knew he was going to die.
Don't regret this kind of deep love in this life,
Willing to wander alone;
The long-hating couple is only in their dreams,
I would rather bear the sky than lose Qing!
However, Ye Guhan changed another sentence, and the last two sentences became: "If the destiny in the next life is not over, I would rather bear the heavens than you!" This changed one sentence, but it is the sublimation of Ye Guhan's heart. Stop hating. But hope for the afterlife...
The next life... This can be regarded as a beautiful wish...
Two people, separated by a wall, seem to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, in heaven and earth!
It seems that this wall is an eternal and huge gap that can never be crossed...
If the destiny in the next life is not over, I would rather bear the sky than the Qing... Xiuxiu, these two songs were your favorite when we were together. Now, I finally heard it again... Ye Guhan burst into tears...
"Uncle Ye, I never knew that my mother could play music with a flute, and she can play it so well..." Princess Lingmeng held her cheeks, her eyes were a little foggy: "It's also the first time I've heard my mother play a flute. .”
"You said it was the first time you heard your mother play a song?" The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Ye Guhan was shocked, and suddenly raised his head, and his eyes suddenly shone with light. It is a strange satisfaction!
"Yeah, since my mother was born, I have never seen her playing with any musical instruments, and she seldom listened to music. I thought my mother didn't like rhythm... Today, I was really surprised." Princess Lingmeng said innocently.
Ye Guhan smiled. Smile from the heart.
At this moment, he is already satisfied, and he will not do anything else.
A song "Listen to the Wind with You" when you come, and a song "Tears from the End of the World" when you leave...
Xiuxiu, thank you!
It turns out that I still have the most beautiful thing in this world after all... that is your affection...
Thank you!
It turns out that I have already received the return I longed for, and all the sacrifices are worth it!
I'm already satisfied, I'm really satisfied... Ye Guhan leaned against the flower tree, with fallen leaves flying on his head, and the falling flowers were colorful, his demeanor suddenly became strangely quiet and serene at that moment...
It was also from this day that Ye Guhan, who had been crippled and crippled, no longer had a lonely expression, no hysteria, no madness... Even though the pain was unbearable, he also There was no more sound, not even a single moan, because at that moment, Ye Guhan finally knew clearly. It turns out that my long-term dedication is worth it after all... I am no longer lonely, no longer lonely, no longer lonely, no regrets, no regrets...
Just because Hong Chen has you...
The days will always pass day by day, and the news from Tiannan has also come in one after another. From that day on, His Majesty the Emperor also often came to sit with Jun Zhantian and chat about old love, so Jun's house became more lively , Naturally, the guards became extraordinarily strict.
Every time His Majesty the Emperor came, he would sometimes hear the faint sound of the flute. Whenever this happened, His Majesty the Emperor would always let out a long sigh, his eyes blurred, and he would sit quietly, sipping tea, listening to the wind... even, There is actually such a sense of guilt, a bit of nostalgia slipping through the eyes...
Entanglement of grievances and grievances, the world of mortals is impermanent...
Just when the major families started to have inevitable internal strife, Mr. Jun stroked his beard with a calm expression on his face, and watched one good show after another with a smile, feeling that he was so excited!
Mr. Jun's enthusiasm is so high that even watching his favorite drama is nothing more than that. Seeing all the old buddies and old opponents being so angry that their hands and feet were cold, Mr. Jun Zhantian looked indifferent on the face, but he gloated in his heart. Damn, let you old bastards always laugh at my grandson some time ago, now everyone has suffered a lot, right
So Mr. Jun is really happy. He decided not to go to court, but now he wanders around the court hall every day. Almost everyone in the hall is frowning, but the old man's hearty and hearty laughter almost never stops. As for the sarcasm and teasing He even came here casually, causing a group of old men to hate Jun Zhantian's gloating look, but they really have nothing to do with this old man. Who will let their children and grandchildren worry about it...
Even that time, when Mr. Jun saw the old man of the Murong family, Murong Fengyun, his nose crooked and his eyes slanting in anger, he said something sarcastic, "I said, old Murong, why are you so angry, you old villain? What is there to be angry about?" Yes! It’s a good phenomenon that the descendants of the direct line are all fighting for the position of Patriarch. What’s that called? By the way, it’s called a virtuous circle! Well, it shows the prosperity of the Murong family.”
"This further shows that they are very motivated, um, they are all aggressive and hard-working, let me tell you. You old bastard should be happy... I really envy you, look at me, now At such a long age, I am still struggling to support the Jun family. How tiring, if I have no intention or Mo Xie wants to usurp my position, I will definitely agree with both hands and feet! I am only thinking about it now, why don’t they Come to usurp me, they come to usurp the throne quickly, so I can stand back and rest... Look at you, look at you... What does that look like? People who are about to enter the coffin are still so attached to the family power. You should also give young people a chance, don't be so pessimistic... "
Such yin and yang words made old man Murong tremble with anger, his eyes were straight, his hands and feet were cold, and even the white beard under his jaw trembled as if he was dancing: "Old man! You are really fucking standing It doesn’t hurt your back to talk, what else do you know besides gloating at the theater? Damn, your Jun’s family has only one hair, and there is fart competition, but I have more than 30 hairs here! Would you like to try it?”
"Hahaha... old Mr. Murong, you have quite a lot of hairs, you actually have more than 30 hairs, I admire you..." Jun Zhantian laughed so hard that he couldn't see his brows, and was overjoyed: "Old Murong, didn't you add every hair before? The grandson ran happily to show off to Laozi? Do you remember what you said the year before last? You old bastard sang in front of all the big guys: Laozi’s family is really prosperous, Laozi’s grandson Thirty-three guns…”
Jun Zhantian snorted, and said: "Now you are being troubled by your thirty-three guns, right? You deserve it! Fuck! I see that all of your thirty-three guns have silver-like wax tips. Looks like nothing!"
Mr. Jun looked at all the old men with contempt, nodded with his fingers one by one, and laughed loudly: "You, and you, you, you, you, hehe, back then, they all boasted about their offspring's ability to reproduce in front of this old man. Every time I give birth, I go to the old man to ask for happy money, and when I want happy money, I have to sarcasm me... How is it now? Haha... It really makes me happy, my grandson only has one gun, one is better than ten, and one is better than a hundred, ahhaha... "
Overwhelmed with complacency, Mr. Jun, who sang a big show, aroused the anger of the crowd. Seven or eight old men with white beards rushed up with red eyes, and they were about to attack in groups. The old man laughed and fled.
Although he fled in despair, he finally let out a sigh of relief that he had been holding back for decades. happy!
But Mr. Jun was too happy!
Extreme joy is always accompanied by sorrow!
The next violent storm, but he never imagined it, never dreamed that he was just proud of his good grandson, who was worth a hundred shots with one shot, and then "one shot" stabbed him out. Such a huge hole!
Mr. Jun was proud of the spring breeze, humming a ditty when he returned home, and what greeted him was a letter from Flying Eagle. After opening it, the old man's smile was completely frozen on his old face before it faded away, and suddenly he opened his mouth wide, like a catfish on the verge of dying of thirst!
"My dear mother! How could this be?" Mr. Jun said such a sentence after a while, his eyes were as big as copper bells, he sat down on his buttocks, and directly sat down on a rosewood chair, and finally He even sat on the ground with a butt squatting, but he still didn't realize it.
"My dear grandson, you are simply a deadly ancestor. Wait for this kind of thing for half a year, even if it happens two or three months later, it's okay. Why is it at such a dying time... Now Grandpa is going to be laughed to death by those old ghosts... Where is the old face of Grandpa... I just offended all those old guys, completely offended... "
Mr. Jun was a little shocked. He called his mother and his grandson. He was really excited! However, the old man is still worrying about losing face in front of his old friends... he can be regarded as a super nervous...
"Master... what's the matter with you? Could it be that... something happened to the three generals and the young master? Didn't you just receive the news that they have passed the customs safely and are about to return?" Old Pang was startled, and hurried over to take him Helped up.
"What happened?... Something big happened!" Mr. Jun stood up tremblingly, sighed, and suddenly roared: "It's ridiculous!" With a palm, he slapped the table in front of him to pieces!
"Ah?" The old Pang's face changed, and then a murderous look emerged from his body, he gritted his teeth and asked: "Could it be... what happened to the third general and the young master... really?"
Jun Zhantian slowly stood up straight. After the initial shock, the old man gradually regained his usual composure, with a calm face, frowning and walking slowly.
Finally sighed softly, said: "You will understand after looking at this." He said and handed over the information in his hand.
Lao Pang took it over and took a look, and suddenly screamed, his eyes opened wider and his mouth opened more and more, suddenly there was a click, a cry of pain, and his jaw dislocated...
Such an unbelievable thing has never been heard or seen since ancient times!
It's simply unconstrained. Lao Pang hastily put his chin up, gasped in pain and "hissed", but suddenly couldn't stop laughing... It's so funny!
The ridiculousness of this matter made the old butler forget about the troubles that were coming...