Ye Qiqi felt a little disappointed when she saw Mo Hanqing put down the curtains.
The wheels of the carriage moved forward, and the soldiers surrounding them, wearing sabers at their waists, followed neatly.
Seeing that the carriage was about to enter the official road, Ye Qiqi took a deep breath and shouted towards the carriage that was about to disappear: "Master!! You must not forget me!!"
Mo Hanqing, who was sitting in the carriage, closed her eyes and her body slowly swayed as the carriage moved forward.
Ye Qiqi's clear voice came from far away, and he vaguely heard her words mixed with a hint of subtle crying.
Twelve sat in the carriage with Mo Hanqing. From a distance, he also heard Ye Qiqi's shout. After a moment of hesitation, he said to his master: "Master, Miss Qiqi asked you not to forget Where is she?"
"Yes, I heard it." Mo Hanqing closed her eyes and responded lightly.
"Um...don't you say anything back to her??" Twelve looked at his master's indifferent expression and couldn't help but say something more.
"What are you going to answer her for??" Mo Hanqing opened her eyes, looked straight at Twelve with a pair of deep black eyes, and asked casually.
"For example, Qiqi, I will definitely not forget you, don't worry!!" Twelve thought for a while, and then said seriously to his master: "Or, Qiqi, I will come back when I grow up. marry you??"
“…”
When Mo Hanqing heard his words, her pair of dark jade-like eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, and a dangerous light bloomed in her eyes.
"Ahem... that..." Twelve coughed awkwardly, then looked at the Changshou Suoyu that had been held in his master's hand, stretched out his hand and pointed lightly and said: "Then... Miss Qiqi gave a order. I’m giving you a love token... Why don’t you give her something in return??”
“…”
When Mo Hanqing heard this, he lowered his head and looked at the longevity lock jade in his hand.
The warm jade lock lay quietly in his palm, exuding a charming luster.
He stared at the lock jade in his hand for a while, then turned the lock jade to the back.
"On July 7th, in the Palace of Eternal Life, in the middle of the night when no one was whispering..." He read the inscription on it in a low voice, then raised his head, looked at Twelve expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice: "Stop joking, I finally got rid of such a cruel girl, but it’s too late for me to be happy.”
"Huh??" Twelve couldn't help being slightly startled when he heard this.
Mo Hanqing glanced at him, then opened the curtains of the car window and threw the lock jade out of the car window, "I don't need this kind of thing."
"Young Master..." Twelve stared at him dumbfounded.
The carriage suddenly became quiet again.
Mo Hanqing closed her eyes again, seemingly not wanting to continue discussing this topic.
However, for some reason, as soon as he closed his eyes, that petite and thin figure appeared in front of him involuntarily.
She stood outside the car window, her fair and pink face looking like she was about to cry, and there seemed to be a faint layer of mist in her smart eyes.
She sat in the corner of the cabin, looked at herself with sparkling eyes, and said happily, Master, you will be my future husband.
She was in the village where the bandits were hiding, with a gray and painted face, but she told everyone with pride that he was her wife of the village.