Only the soft words that passed by Qianhua's ears like the wind revealed a power that could not be rejected: "Tomorrow morning, I will wait for you in the hundred-mile long corridor outside Yunqi Palace."
"I'm not going!" Qianhua was still feeling angry in her heart, especially Mo Yunye's domineering attitude of leaving orders even though he was ready to leave, which made Qianhua groan even more angrily, "You're just waiting for me until the sky falls. I won’t go either!”
At that time, Mo Yunye had already drifted away, Qianhua quickly turned back and slammed the door, then picked up the porcelain bowl on the table, opened the window and threw it out without thinking, even the bowl and soup were thrown away. The so-called "out of sight, out of mind" is so refreshing and neat, but why, when Qianhua was stunned and the curtains were lowered, and he looked around blankly at the cold and cold bedroom, the trouble and loss that came like a wave in his heart still stabbed him hard. Hurt your own heart
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After the morning meal the next day, the hundred-mile long corridor outside Yunqi Palace was waiting...
Riyu, Rizheng, to Riyang, beauties will come...
At the time of application, Lingxi saw Mo Yunye in a white shirt still standing quietly in the wind. The cool breeze was blowing on his face, his brows were warm, he was not angry or annoyed, and he was waiting...
Lingxi finally couldn't hold it any longer and rushed around the garden into the Xiyuan. At that time, she was already furious and full of complaints. When she saw the broken jade cups and glass scattered among the flowers, it was the soup that Tianjun had been busy with all afternoon yesterday. After eating the soup, she became even more furious and fiercely pushed the door open and broke into Qianhua's bedroom.
At that time, Qianhua was playing with the small flowers and grass on the window sill. She heard the creaking of the door and the jingling of the bead curtains. She turned around and looked at her face without any surprise. Three hours had passed since Mo Yunye started waiting for her. Now, even if Mo Yunye Yun Ye can still be calm enough not to rush over, and the girls around him must not be able to suppress their anger. Who dares to be so arrogant and arrogant, asking Tianjun to wait for three hours but ignored him!
Facing the indifferent face of Qianhua Qianhua, Lingxi saw the cold and glamorous flower god from thousands of years ago in a trance. She was stunned for a moment and then asked angrily: "Are you planning to just waste it like this? Do you want him to wait from dawn to dusk, and then wait for tomorrow? "
"Isn't it not dark yet?" Qianhua subconsciously replied, showing no mercy as she did to the stalking Hange, but Hange was a scoundrel, but Mo Yunye was loveless, and had no love for the immortal slaves, just doing whatever he wanted. Just endless killing.
"He is the Lord of Heaven after all, and he is willing to condescend to wait for you for three full hours. Are you still unmoved by your hard-hearted heart?"
"Lingxi, if you were just a little immortal slave who served me and died innocently without doing anything wrong, would you hate me? If you didn't kill others but others died because of you, you wouldn't hate yourself. "?" Qianhua asked sharply, her eyes full of sorrow and unspeakable pain, "I'm not qualified to judge him, but I hate myself!"
Lingxi's brows tightened and he hesitated to speak. If he was personally thinking about Qianhua, it would be unsettling for his conscience to involve others in this way. But after thinking about it, Lingxi gave a simple and pious reason: "He is the Lord of Heaven..."
Just one word can reveal so many mysteries, Mo Yunye can cover the sky with one hand, he can forgive the world with a smile, and destroy the world with a anger, turning clouds and rain in just a thought.
But Qianhua never agrees: "If he is the Lord of Heaven, can he kill innocent people indiscriminately? If he is the Lord of Heaven, can he do whatever he wants without asking me whether I like it or not? If he is the Lord of Heaven, he can really control the wind and rain. The world? What qualifications does he have... holding the power of life and death to deprive others of their right to live?"
After some sonorous and stern words, Lingxi was stunned and speechless for a moment. Outside the door, the light cast by the setting sun suddenly dimmed. Mo Yunye's white shirt revealed a faint glow under the reflection of the remaining red sunset. Golden halo.
Despite his shining eyes, his face was filled with gloom, like clear eyes pouring out mottled sadness. His words were hoarse. It was clear that he had not spoken for a day. When he opened his mouth, the air rushed through his throat, and there must be a slight pain: "Yes, I Not qualified… "
Qianhua was startled, and then the pain and sorrow filled her nose, and her pupils were uncomfortably full. At this moment, Mo Yunye changed his demeanor from the calm and self-proclaimed Heavenly Lord, and actually looked like a sinful man who put down his butcher knife and immediately became a Buddha. , whose deep regret and suppressed sadness deeply infected Qianhua, and completely overwhelmed her anger: "Yun..."
Regardless of the strange looks from the gods, Gan Gan waited for three hours for himself. After all, he was a majestic heavenly king. It was impossible for Qianhua not to be touched at all.
Lingxi watched from the sidelines, feeling helpless in her heart: Both of them are stubborn people, and whoever loves the other more will have to compromise first...
"Those immortal slaves who were executed by me were not completely destroyed. I just picked off their immortal bones, then demoted them to the mortal world and sentenced them to be human forever." I noticed the silk threads on Qianhua's face melting like ice and blooming like flowers. Showing his face, Mo Yunye took the opportunity to comfort him softly, "If you are willing, I will take you to the human world to find them and see how well they have lived in this life."
Qianhua raised her eyes and met his clear and bright eyes: "You promise me not to kill innocent people indiscriminately in the future, and I will go with you."
Mo Yunye nodded and smiled, his warmth pouring out.
A sharp and sore stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. Qianhua stepped forward, softly squeezed Mo Yunye's palm, and then gently snuggled into his arms...
All the anger, sorrow, joy, ups and downs, it was only because of the devotion and deep love that she strengthened her faith and locked up her attachment. Now that she saw the two of them burying the hatchet, Lingxi was also smiling. After Mo Yunye left to explain his absence, During this period, when the gods needed to pay attention to something, they pulled Qianhua over to persuade him: "I know you are stubborn and angry, but you must not let your temper break out randomly, which will ruin all the hard work of the Lord of Heaven."
"Apart from punishing him to wait for three hours, I didn't do anything to him." Qianhua said harshly, ignoring the bowls of ginseng, jujube and quail soup that she dumped, and even the severe splash last night, but Lingxi continued What she said made Qianhua regretful about the wasted bowl of treasure every day.
Lingxi complained: "It's in vain that Fei Tianjun always lost five or ten years of spiritual power in your quail soup. You just eat and drink enough, but have you ever experienced his painstaking efforts? Last time, he granted you five hundred years of spiritual power in one breath." His power has made many gods in heaven jealous, so he had no choice but to quietly sprinkle immortal energy into the soup he stewed for you every day. He spent his whole life to help you become an immortal as soon as possible! I know where you have been drinking. Over this period of time, you should have gained two to three hundred years of spiritual power, but why haven’t you made any progress at all? Could it be that it’s just like what you did last night, it’s worth just pouring it into the flowers to fertilize the soil? Is it done?"
After a few words, Lingxi scolded her until her heart crackled, and then the crackling sound was Qianhua's heart that was completely broken after a sudden ups and downs. (To be continued)