Qing Li beckoned to Yun'er and motioned to her to come over. Hou Nianting saw Yun'er Zhaoqing leave, but he was relieved. The voice of his heart voice passed into Qingli's mind. I was annoyed by the girl, and I didn't want Yun'er to let Yun'er go. See these things.
Qingli nodded, then reached out and hugged Yun'er, and after a while she fell asleep. Hou Nianting turned his head and stared quietly at Xiao Huan, whose expression was very confused.
"Oh, you said you can't remember it, this can be blamed on Concubine Rong's head, but the blood curse has been broken, and if you don't remember it, it means that you don't want to remember it in your heart!" Hou Nianting said sadly.
She dropped her hands weakly, and Xiao Huan's eyes were filled with hollowness. He frowned, looked at Hou Nianting slightly, and took a step closer, tears streaming down his eyes.
Hou Nianting looked at this man in disbelief. He had never seen him cry. Xiao Huan suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly, seeming to use all his strength, "Nianting, I, I remember it, I remember everything. ."
She closed her eyes in despair, and did not respond, but she heard Xiao Huan's slightly hoarse voice, "I know what to do, but I still want to ask, have you ever loved me?"
Hou Nianting’s tears flowed slowly along the pale cheeks, before they fell, they turned into blue smoke and dissipated. This is the soul tears, "What can you do to kill Concubine Rong? But have you ever thought about it? , How cruel you are to me, don't you know that you are the culprit!"
The woman in front of me is still persistent, but loves her like a demon. She avoids her own problems, but still refuses to let go.
Time seemed to stand still, Xiao Huan's eyes flashed with hatred, and said, "I will change it later, that concubine Rong, I won't let her live well. Nian Ting, please come back to me, please. Now, without you, my heart is dead."
Although the tears kept falling, Hou Nianting showed a faint smile. When Xiao Huan reacted, Hou Nianting was no longer in his arms.
Xiao Huan's face was full of shock, but the surroundings had changed back to the appearance of Nanxiang Hall, only Qingli was still standing beside him, with tears in Xiao Huan's eyes, he walked hurriedly to Qingli's body and said sadly:" Where's Nian Ting? Where did she go, bring her back to me soon!"
Qingli inserted Jingzhi back around his waist, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Are you awake?" Xiao Huan frowned, his fists clenched tightly, and veins appeared suddenly.
Qing Li knew that he was a sign of anger, "I will ask you one last time, where did you go with Nian Ting!"
Qingli sneered, "Funny, you ask me, why don't you ask yourself why she wants to leave you so much, even if you are an emperor, but you don't know how to love someone, she died Now, don’t be persistent, the dying person is the soul, just let her meet you, I have done my best!"
Xiao Huan kept shaking his head. He pointed at Qing Li, "Impossible, you are lying to me. Nian Ting is clearly alive. I was still apologizing to her just now. It's impossible."
Qingli stepped forward two steps, pointed to the already weak soul beside him, and said lightly: "She is by your side at this moment. It's a pity, but just a ray of soul. In order to see you, she didn't hesitate to damage her own soul and body. , Xiao Huan, don't you understand? She didn't want you to take revenge, but just let you see your heart clearly!"
Hou Nianting protected Yun'er with one hand and said towards Qingli: "Girl, I thought I would want him to die if I saw him, but the moment I saw his tears fall, I changed my mind. My life was too bleak, he My love is too heavy for me to bear."
Qing Li said regretfully: "Have you ever loved him?" This sentence was asked on behalf of Xiao Huan, and she smiled indifferently, "Perhaps."
Xiao Huan couldn't see Hou Nianting, but when she finished speaking these two words, she smiled happily, "Nianting, were you talking just now?"
He faced Hou Nianting in the other direction, because he couldn't see it, so he was even more sad.
"You have loved me, you have loved me."
He seemed to be mumbling to himself, suddenly a little tense in the Qing Dynasty, the love of the emperor, how sad, isn't he the best example.
Hou Nianting held back the tears, she gently hugged Xiao Huan sideways and leaned against his chest.
"In this life, you owe me, but there is no chance. If there is an afterlife, you can pay it back, Xiao Huan, I think the worst thing I have done in this life is to fall in love with you."
Qingli lost his curse to Xiao Huan so that he could hear Hou Nianting's voice temporarily. He seemed to smile with relief, "Nianting, I'm sorry..."
She didn't know how long she waited for these three words, but when she really heard it, there were already humans and ghosts, and Qingli said coldly: "Let's go, Nian Ting, your soul and body will no longer be consumed."
She understood that what Qing Li said was to never see each other again. She left Xiao Huan's embrace and said to Yun'er: "This is your father, please call him."
Yuner ran over happily and yelled sweetly, "Father!"
Xiao Huan burst into tears like a child. He squatted on the ground, covering his face with his hands. He couldn't cry. Yun'er pulled Hou Nianting's sleeves and said, "Mother, why is father so sad?"
But at the moment when he raised his head, he realized that Hou Nianting was crying mournfully, and Qing Li said softly towards Yun'er: "Yun'er, your mother wants to take you to a beautiful place and can only be separated from your father temporarily. We will be together in the future."
Yun'er nodded seemingly, Qingli took out the soul book from his sleeves and unfolded it gently, "Nianting, are you ready?"
Hou Nianting seemed to have made a great determination. She squeezed Yun'er's small hand and said: "Let's go, staying here is only a sorrow, and if you leave, there will be no more pain."
The soul spectrum radiated a faint light, and Qing Li stretched out his fingers to Hou Nianting and Yun'er, and their bodies gradually turned into a transparent shape. After the end, she didn't look back at Xiao Huan, the love is deep, the hate is deep.
It wasn't until Qing Li re-rolled the soul book, and said to Xiao Huan: "She's gone, Yun'er is gone, don't worry, the mother and daughter don't need to stay here anymore, they will find a good family when they reborn. ."
Xiao Huan put down his hands slumpedly, but no longer crying. He looked at Qingli and said, "Thank you."
"Heh, you should thank Nian Ting, it is her tolerance that has made you." Qing Li said softly.
Three days later, the criminal secretary was on the stage, and Concubine Rong was tied to a pillar by thorns. Her body was covered with firewood. Qingli stood beside Xiao Huan, looking at this woman, her face quietly. There is a look of relief.
"Presenting my will, Concubine Rong's witchcraft confuses the heart and caused many deaths in the palace. This is the worst evil, and I will be punished with Jingxing! To show his example."
His voice was cold without a trace of emotion.
Qing Li asked Xiang Xiang with a heartfelt voice, "Concubine Rong, with your ability, you can leave, why?"
She raised her head with difficulty, but her eyes were dry without a tear, and she smiled sorrowfully, "This is my most beloved man, how do you let me leave him."
"It's idiotic to give my life for a man who doesn't love you."
"You don't understand, I want to look at him all the time. This is already a habit, even if he only hates me."
"Also, Qingli, please say to Concubine Hou for me, I'm sorry."
"Execution!"
Qingli always remembered Concubine Rong’s eyes, and they were full of affection until he died. After that, Xiao Huan set up a tomb for Hou Nianting, but in the garden full of pear blossoms, it was quiet and pleasant. He would personally on the annual festival. Going to take care of the garden, but no one has ever noticed that there is always such a woman behind him, no matter when and where, there is infinite tenderness.
Expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Matsuoka.