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Chapter 709 Achen, take good care of Kaqin

It's June, and the honeysuckle vines are in bloom.

The flowers are small, and the fragrance is also faint, densely broken, lingering on the tip of the nose.

Hearing the smell of the wind, the sun should have set.

Qu Yu'er straightened her arms, raised them in front of her body to explore the way, and moved forward in small steps.

Her eyes were covered with a white cloth, which meant that she would no longer see the wind and sand and the setting sun in the desert, the open and tough city of Chang'an, and she would never see Ah Chen's face again.

Han Luojun supported Qu Yuer's hand.

"Thank you very much." Qu Yu'er's voice was still a little hoarse, but still so gentle, with a strange and compassionate power.

Han Luojun, who was once fierce on the battlefield and had no fear in the face of thousands of troops, was beaten so softly by this soft thank you that he had no strength to fight back.

He was still hammering iron under the tree just now, a dense layer of sweat hung on his strong shoulders and arms, his face was flushed, his chest was foggy, and his whole body was filled with a masculine heroic strength.

But in front of Qu Yu'er, he neither felt that he was tall, nor lacked strength, and had a humble feeling of inferiority.

"I'm sorry," he said.

Qu Yu'er smiled, and walked slowly to the window while holding Han Luojun's hand.

Behind the window is a large armchair with a cool bamboo cushion, which was specially placed there by Han Luojun and has never been moved.

She touched the wooden armrest of the armchair with precision.

For so many years, she is used to sitting by the window when she is lonely.

At first they waited for Father, and later they waited for Ah Chen.

Even if they didn't come much, she was willing to sit there and wait.

"I'm not such a nice person as you think." Qu Yu'er said softly.

"...When I was young, Dad liked my sister. I wanted him to spend more time with me, so I tried my best to be obedient and obedient. Dad took pity on me. No matter what I wanted, he would agree. That day I wanted to pick flowers— —Aniang and sister were gone when I came back... When I saw them again, they were lying in the coffin."

"It's not your fault." Han Luojun said, "It's the evildoers who are wrong. There's nothing wrong with a little girl's love of flowers and plants."

Qu Yu'er shook her head: "I don't want flowers, but I want Dad to spoil me more. I have bad intentions, and Allah can see that she will punish those who are not pure in heart."

She leaned against the window, with the smoky wind blowing on her face, and a bright red glow flowed on her face.

Very gorgeous, but also a kind of depression at sunset.

"Are you here because you want me to write a letter to Kaqin?" After a while, Qu Yu'er asked softly.

"Did you hear that?"

Qu Yu'er nodded, and asked again: "If I wrote a letter to Kaqin, can you just give the letter to her without showing it to your master?"

Han Luojun immediately understood: "You don't want her to replace you?"

Qu Yuer nodded: "She doesn't want to go back, I know she definitely doesn't want to go back... Kaqin is a very hard-working person, but I still did bad things to her."

Han Luojun didn't answer.

The "very bad thing" that Qu Yu'er said she did to Mu Dianke should be to rob her fiancé and become Jin Yanchen's wife.

However, this "bad thing" that made her feel guilty did not bring her much benefit.

For this reason, he stayed alone in the barren quicksand known as the "Desert of Death", day after day, sitting alone by the window, waiting for the husband who didn't know when he would return.

In the end, he paid the price of losing his eyes.

"...They all know that I like Kaqin, listen to her talk, and play with her."

The long silence made Qu Yu'er's voice even hoarse: "Actually, I'm a liar. At the beginning, I didn't have to pester Kaqin to play. I don't know when it started, but I found that as long as I When she is together, Ah Chen will come to me..."

Qu Yu'er's face was covered with a thin layer of sadness.

This was the first time in the few months since Han Luojun brought her out of the desert of death, she saw such strong emotions on her face.

She loves Jin Yanchen very much.Han Luojun thought in his heart.

"...Really, what a stupid person." Qu Yu'er sighed softly: "He has a thousand excuses to find me, but he can't find a reason to see Kaqin. A woman like me...isn't it There will be someone to love, Achen, he is willing to be with me and let me take care of him, I am very satisfied. He can see Kaqin, and I can see him, that is the most perfect thing in this world..."

"But Kaqin will be sad." Han Luojun said it for her.

"Yes." Qu Yu'er lowered her head, with deep self-blame in her words: "...I didn't know she was so sad."

"That day, she walked in with a sword on her back. I have never seen such a desolate eye. It is more desolate and empty than the vastest desert... Achen is about to break my hand. He himself I don't know, I'm still laughing, show it to the people watching the ceremony, show it to my father.

……

But when I looked into Kaqin's eyes, I knew that she hurt a thousand times, ten thousand times more than me. "

If Qu Yu'er had eyes, she must be crying now.

But she has no eyes.

So she could only see the pale cloth covering her eye sockets, empty and desolate, exuding a bright red glow, like blood on someone's heart.

***
Han Luojun went to find Mu Cangping with the letter written by Qu Yuer.

At this time, Mu Cangping was eating cakes with Mu Yueting.Mu Yueting was eating, he scooped honey with a spoon, mixed it into the lotus seed soup, added a little ice, mixed it slowly, and drank it when Mu Yueting finished eating the cake and was thirsty.

Mu Cangping had three sons and two daughters in total, one son and one daughter were not with him, and there were three left. He disciplined Mu Zijian and Mu Ziyan strictly, and only doted on this daughter who looked so much like his deceased wife.

Mu Yueting was nearly double ten years old and still hadn't married. Many people privately speculated that it was because she looked too much like Jin Lianyin.

Mu Cangping loves his wife dearly, and he is reluctant to let his daughter marry early, so he intends to keep her by his side for a few more years.

People who have such speculations have such a little bit of unspeakable malice in their hearts.Only those close to them knew that Mu Cangping actually looked down on anyone.

There was one who liked him, he wanted to marry Mu Yueting to Changjiapu, but that old man didn't like him very much.

When Mu Yueting was present, Mu Cangping's expression was always warm and pleasant.He raised his hand and took the note from Han Luojun.

On a thin sheet of paper, only one line of writing was written.Because she can't see things, Qu Yu'er's writing is very crooked, but it doesn't prevent others from seeing her deep affection and good intentions through this short line of writing.

——Achen, take good care of Kaqin.

Mu Cangping smiled silently.

Since ancient times, women have been passionate and infatuated.In the end, what Qu Yuer couldn't let go of was not her own life, but Jin Yanchen.

She gave Jin Yanchen a step to walk down, the most perfect excuse.Whenever he wants to be kind to Mu Dian in the future, he can say that this is his wife's last wish, and he has no shame in the dead Jin family.

——This is a great redemption.

Then he would definitely not let this letter reach Jin Yanchen.

After all, he didn't expect Qu Yu'er to write anything useful.If Mu Dianke's temperament has not changed, then if Qu Yu'er doesn't write the letter, she may be willing to change; if she does, it's hard to say.

He just wanted Mu Yueting to take a look.

There are only a few words, but just the word "Achen" is enough for her to recognize the reality.

Sure enough, Mu Yueting saw that line of words and remained silent for a long time.It's not that I'm not sad, but that I don't have a positional gaffe.

Because of her willfulness, Mu Zijian was imprisoned, and he still does not know whether he is alive or dead.

Her unrequited love for Jin Yanchen was really insignificant compared to her brother's safety and the torture Mu Zijian had and was going through.

Even a little silly.

"Can I see her——Qu Yu'er?" Mu Cangping always doted on her, but Mu Yueting was still a little apprehensive about making such a request.

Mu Cangping smiled dotingly: "If you want to see him, go see him."

Young girls will be born with jealousy and curiosity, and they will give up when they see it.

Mu Yueting will know from Qu Yu'er: All these years, thousands of sails have sailed, orioles have been singing, Jin Yanchen's heart from Mu Dianke has never been taken back.

It's not because of her last name that she can't get the man in her heart.

(End of this chapter)