It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 1262 Initial Appearance
A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, and Yun Qianruo walked slowly towards the bed, but suddenly heard a slight knock on the door.

After a slight pause, Yun Qianruo turned to look at the closed door, but did not walk over immediately.

Could it be that Wushuang and Kassapa did not give up and went back again?
"Joe?"

Just as Yun Qianruo was contemplating, Yan Zimo's gentle voice came from outside the door, especially soft in the night.

Yun Qianruo's eyes moved slightly, and she walked over to open the door.

Outside the door, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the stars are like water. In the quiet night, Yan Zimo stood there quietly in a blue shirt.And he was carrying a wooden lunch box in his left hand, and he could vaguely smell a faint fragrance.

"Cousin, why are you still up so late?"

Seeing Yun Qianruo, the corners of Yan Zimo's mouth raised slightly, and a faint smile floated on his picturesque face, "Ruo'er, I brought you some soup, drink it while it's hot."

Yun Qianruo glanced at the wooden lunch box in his hand, without feeling any hunger in her heart, her eyes moved up and fell on his elegant face, those black jade-like eyes contained deep worry and distress Like a ray of sunshine in winter, it moisturizes things silently and is not easy to detect.

Yun Qianruo stepped back slightly, "Cousin, come in and sit down!"

Yan Zimo nodded slightly, and walked to the table in the room with the lunch box, put the lunch box down, turned around and took the torch to light the candlestick.

Yun Qianruo had already sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Yan Zimo's seat, then opened the lunch box, inside were bowls, spoons, and a purple clay pot.

Yun Qianruo was reaching out to take it out when she heard Yan Zimo say, "Ruo'er, be careful, I'll come."

After saying that his figure was approaching, Yun Qianruo smiled and withdrew his hand, "Cousin, it's so late, where did you get the chicken soup?"

Although she hadn't opened it yet, just by smelling the aroma, Yun Qianruo knew that the pot contained chicken soup. In winter, her favorites were chicken soup and bone soup.

Yan Zimo smiled slightly, picked up the white porcelain bowl and put a full bowl of chicken soup in front of her, and said softly, "It was stewed early in the morning, try it, how does it taste?"

Yun Qianruo looked down at the bowl in front of her. There was a lot of meat that had been carefully dismantled into chicken shreds floating in the soup, and a layer of white mist floated under the candlelight, and the fragrance was overwhelming.

Yun Qianruo picked up a small spoon and tasted it. The taste... estimated that the soup had been boiled for at least two hours. This...should have started to boil during the time when the old man was treating Feng Meiren?
"cousin."

There was a warm feeling in my heart, Yun Qianruo looked up, Yan Zimo smiled at her, and said warmly, "How does it taste?"

Yun Qianruo held the bowl and nodded, "It's delicious."

"Then drink more." As he spoke, Yan Zimo took out a small transparent bottle from his sleeve, poured out the red pill inside, handed it to Yun Qianruo, and said softly, "Ruo'er, eat this."

"what is that?"

"Master gave it."

Yun Qianruo understood it in an instant, didn't say much, just took it and ate it.

After she finished drinking a bowl of chicken soup, Yan Zimo added another bowl for her, "Yeliang, drink more."

Yun Qianruo took a look at him, but didn't delay, she held the bowl and drank slowly, while Yan Zimo sat opposite and watched her drink quietly, her face was like jade, gentle and gentle under the warm candlelight, but, that There was a bit of complicated and deeply buried worry in the slightly frowned brows, several times, he hesitated to speak.

Although Yun Qianruo lowered her head to drink the soup, she could clearly feel his eyes, and even feel the worries and worries in his heart at the moment.

Cousin has always been careful, he must have asked the old man and found out the truth...

With a faint sigh in his heart, Yun Qianruo took a deep breath, looked up at Yan Zimo, "Cousin, what do you want to say, you might as well just say it."

As if she had never expected her to say that suddenly, Yan Zimo was slightly taken aback, a slight wave flashed across his gentle and jade-like eyes, and then he pursed the corners of his mouth, a little hesitant, a little worried, "Ruoer, you... What are your plans for the future?"

What are your plans?

In fact... Now she doesn't know what her plans will be in the future... She has never seriously thought about this problem, or in other words, she is not willing to think about this problem at all, because as long as she thinks about Fengmei, she will forget She will leave her, and there will be no more him in the future, so she can't think about it anymore...

Even if she forced herself to think about it, she couldn't imagine what her future life would be like.Before that, she had never thought about such a problem, let alone being separated from him. She took it for granted that they would always be together. The world is impermanent, God's will is unpredictable.

Now, she has come to this step all of a sudden, so unexpected that she really doesn't know what will happen in the future?

Maybe, she can live well alone, maybe, it will be very bad... She doesn't know...

And what about Feng Meiren?
He doesn't remember her, he doesn't remember the bits and pieces of the past, he no longer remembers all of this, he should...be the same as before, return to the way they were before they met, still the original him.

It should be a good life, right?

As long as he is good, she is fine.

As if she had figured it out suddenly, or maybe it was just self-hypnosis, Yun Qianruo suddenly raised a bright smile, and said in a light voice, "I plan to go to Nanzhao for a walk."

(End of this chapter)