Chapter 29

The Liu Mansion, which was once prosperous, is now empty. In the desolate courtyard, the chilling autumn wind brought the fallen leaves flying all over the place. In the long corridor, they hovered from one end to the other.A melancholy sigh appeared particularly clear and dignified in the lonely courtyard.Xie Jingchong stood by the door of the firewood house covered with a thin layer of dust, and the past events emerged one by one in his eyes.Qing'er, he murmured softly, endless bitterness rippling on his lips.

Night came quietly.Xie Jingchong has been waiting in the Liu Mansion for a whole day. The 49 days promised by the old man is clearly today?Why?Why haven't you seen Qing'er yet?Heh, he, Xie Jingchong, was too naive, the dignified son of heaven would actually believe the absurd theory of resurrection from the dead.He shook his head sadly.

Xiao Xi silently followed by his side, he raised his head to look at the sky, and suddenly found that tonight's full moon was suddenly covered by a thick layer of clouds, and the sky gradually darkened terrifyingly.Xie Jingchong noticed that his surroundings were rapidly darkening, and unconsciously looked at the sky sadly.

"Long live, it's important to take care of the dragon's body! Miss Qing'er...I'm afraid she won't come tonight. Let's come again tomorrow?" Xiaoxi reminded gently beside Xie Jingchong.Long live Lord's dejected expression made people feel unbearable.During these 49 days, others don't know, but Xiaoxi really saw how the Long Live God made people haggard for Yixiao. In just 49 days, the Long Live God has lost a lot of weight. Do you have the same high spirits as before?

"Xiaoxi." Xie Jingcong suddenly trembled and asked sadly, "You said, can a person really be resurrected after death?"

Xiaoxi raised her head in a daze, saw Xie Jingchong looking at her in fear and anxiety, hardened her heart, and choked up the cruel truth that Xie Jingchong had been trying to avoid all along: "Long live, death cannot be resurrected. Miss Qing'er ...I will never come back." Instead of letting the emperor cling to this hope that can never be realized, it is better to let him wake up, this world needs him!The 49-day deadline has come, and there is still no sign of Qing'er, which is enough to explain the fact.

Yes, when a person is dead, how can he come back to life?Xie Jingchong smiled wryly, Xiaoxi's words made his heart feel as if he had fallen into a millennium ice pool all of a sudden, the cold made him suffocate, but it made him sober abnormally.Supported by Xiaoxi, Xie Jingchong mechanically walked out the door with a face as dead ashes, his steps were extremely heavy.

The heavy dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, the original bright moon suddenly dimmed inexplicably, and the chaotic cold moon glowed with an enchanting and strange red light.A gust of autumn wind gently swept across the fallen leaves in Liufu, bringing a series of steady and light footsteps.

"Listen." Xie Jingchong stopped in his tracks, and called out in a hoarse voice, with a look of shock on his face.

Xiaoxi looked at Xie Jingchong helplessly. I am afraid that Long Live Lord has become sick with longing, and he will start to be suspicious before Miss Qing'er.

"Listen." Xie Jingchong let out another strange cry in surprise.

Xiaoxi hurriedly knelt down to Xie Jingchong in a panic, "Long Live Lord, don't be so startled again, you really frightened Xiaoxi like this."

Xie Jingchong completely ignored Xiaoxi's pleading, as if he was immersed in his own world.He ran quickly in the direction of the sound in a daze, Xiaoxi quickly got up and trotted behind Xie Jingchong.

Xie Jingchong suddenly pushed open the door of Room [-], and with a sound of "meow—" a stray cat suddenly flashed out of the room and dashed away as if frightened, the joyful smile on Xie Jingchong's face suddenly froze. Live, not Qing'er, no.

Xiao Xi sighed and looked at Xie Jingchong sympathetically, "Long Live Lord, that's just a cat."

Xie Jingchong didn't say a word, he lowered his head, a hot tear rolled down his thin cheek slowly, Qing'er, his Qing'er, did she know, he missed her so hard.

"Young master." A sweet and clear voice suddenly sounded in the deserted and empty night.Xie Jingchong, who was already extremely disheartened, was shocked suddenly. Was it his illusion?Is it because he really missed Qing'er so much that he had an illusion?Why did he seem to... heard Qing'er's voice just now?
"Long Live Lord, Long Live Lord—" Xiaoxi excitedly pulled Xie Jingchong who was stunned on the spot, and was so surprised that he couldn't finish a sentence. "Qing'er, Qing'er, Miss Qing'er—" Xiaoxi desperately Pointing to the light green figure behind Xie Jingchong.

At this moment, Xie Jingchong was like a piece of wood, hesitating, not daring to turn around, how afraid he was that all of this was just his own wishful thinking, until another "Master" sounded loudly, Xie Jingchong couldn't even breathe smoothly , yes, it was Qing'er, he clutched his beating heart tightly, turned around quickly, and rushed towards the green like crazy, the joy of regaining what was lost made him cry and laugh
(End of this chapter)

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