Chapter 701 I Have a Son

I didn't expect this girl to call her cute.

Back in the underground palace, Lan Shengxue saw that a room at the end of the corridor was still shining with the light of the night pearl, she pursed her lips and shook her head, as if she was extremely helpless, she walked over to have a look, Qing Liufeng was standing in front of the window, Standing quietly, I don't know what to think.

Qixian gave Lan Shengxue a glance, and pulled her back to her room.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"What is this Qingliufeng doing with such a deep and heavy look all day?" Qixian didn't know that Qingliufeng was staying here because of Mu Ziqing's affairs.

Lan Shengxue shrugged, "Master, you also listen to gossip."

"Speak seriously!" Qixian wanted to stare at Lan Shengxue, but she couldn't stare at her doll-like face. Can she say that she has taken in an apprentice who looks like a ghost?
"I'm trapped by love, Master, you're so old, don't try to discuss this issue with me, it's not good." Lan Shengxue blinked lightly.

Qixian blushed, "Troubled by love? Sigh...You young people, you just have nothing to do to talk about love all day long."

Lan Shengxue looked Qixian up and down. Judging from her current appearance, Qixian must have looked good when she was young. "Master, who is your husband?"

Qixian froze, and immediately fell silent.

Lan Shengxue knew that the question was at a critical point, and seeing Qixian's appearance, she also seemed unwilling to answer, so she simply laughed, "Master, I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously."

If I had known she would not have asked, no, it must have caused Master's sadness.

"Shengxue." Lan Shengxue was about to leave when Qixian stopped her suddenly, her eyes were deep and her face was serious. It was the first time in a long time that she saw Qixian look so serious.

Lan Shengxue suppressed her smile, and asked seriously, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Alas..." Qixian sighed, pulled Lan Shengxue to sit down, with a kind smile on her face, she carefully looked at the person in front of her.

Lan Shengxue is not used to it, usually Qixian is strict, but she always pretends to be strict, and she takes care of her daily life with great care.

Today's expression of earnestness and earnestness made her feel that Qixian seemed to be a different person.

Perhaps, this is what Qixian really looks like, sometimes sad, sometimes sighing, and there is always a sad breath lingering around her body.

"Master, if you have anything to do, just say it, and I will listen carefully."

"Holy Snow." After a pause, Qixian smiled softly, "Do you know, I used to have a son..."

Lan Shengxue nodded, "I know, you mentioned it before."

"Every time I look at you, I think of him. I am usually alone. More than ten years have passed, and I just insisted on coming here alone. When I was alone, there were villagers in Lingwu Village. I think of my son, but I will try my best to restrain myself.

Until I saw you coming, full of vigor and youthful vigor, I couldn't help but think of my son.

Counting it, so many years have passed, if he is still alive, he will be as old as you. "Thoughts gathered in Qixian's body and mind like a tide, and tortured her beyond measure for more than ten years.

There are three sufferings in the world, punting, blacksmithing, and selling tofu.

But those who have never experienced it have never known that it is also suffering to be separated from relatives and unable to get together.

(End of this chapter)

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