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Chapter 202

Hu Xiaopai looked at those flower vines that were growing happily, and felt a little familiar, and vaguely remembered that a long time ago, when Zhuangmeng still liked to wear colorful clothes, the flower vines and leaves painted on the clothes were these The appearance of flower vines.

"These flowers are purple jasmine?" Hu Xiaochi still remembers that at that time, she thought Zhuangmeng's clothes were very beautiful, so Zhuangmeng told her that the flowers on her clothes were purple jasmines, Zhuangmeng also said, Purple jasmine is a loser, so although she is very beautiful, it is rare to be noticed by others.

Mr. Qingge nodded, and squatted down in front of Zhuangmeng's tomb, and said: "I can clearly remember what Zhuangmeng likes. After thinking about it, there is only one thing like this. I only hope that Zhuangmeng likes it!"

"My lord, can I ask you the truth?" Sitting down next to Zhuangmeng's cemetery, Hu Xiaopa looked at Mr. Qing Ge who was across the cemetery from her, and asked suddenly.

Young Master Qing Ge also sat down beside Zhuang Meng's cemetery, and nodded to Hu Xiaopa.

"You, have you ever loved Zhuangmeng?" Hu Xiaofu thought for a while, but finally asked this question hesitantly. All she knew was that Zhuangmeng loved Mr. Qing Ge so much that she could even die for him. Neither, but Hu Xiaochi has never known what Young Master Qing Ge thinks about Zhuangmeng. If he loves Zhuangmeng, why is Zhuangmeng so desperate until death; Stay by his side, even do things with her that only those who love each other can do?
Mr. Qingge smiled helplessly when he heard the question raised by Hu Xiaozi, and then shook his head with certainty, "I just like makeup dreams, very simply, just like treating pets. Meng has always stayed by my side for the reason of repaying her kindness, and I have also gotten used to her company over the years. To be honest, if Zhuangmeng hadn’t been by my side for so many years, my life would probably have changed. Much boring."

"Young Master, do you know that Zhuangmeng has always loved you? It's not the kind of love a maidservant has for her master, but a woman's love for a man. Master, Zhuangmeng has loved you for so many years, don't you know that at all?" ?” Although this is the question, Hu Xiaochi knows that the answer is no, Zhuang Meng’s love for Young Master Qing Ge, even she can tell at a glance, how could Young Master Qing Ge not know!
"I know, but I only have one heart, and I have already given it to someone. I can no longer give it to Zhuangmeng. I knew Zhuangmeng's mind a long time ago, so I drove her away, but she still I'm back. I thought, for so many years of empty and lonely days, there should always be someone by my side to relieve the boredom, but I didn't expect that letting Zhuangmeng stay by my side would cause her to lose her life. I know, I definitely won't keep her by my side. Hehe, little boy, tell me, don't people who stay by my side end up well in the end?" Young Master Qing Ge lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice .

The sun penetrated into the woods, and through the overlapping branches, it shone on Mr. Qing Ge's body. On the tomb of Zhuangmeng, Mr. Qing Ge's shadow was somewhat lonely.

Hu Xiaochi looked at Young Master Qing Ge with his head down, and suddenly felt that, in fact, Young Master Qing Ge should be more saddened by Zhuang Meng's death than her. Mr. Qing Ge will be sadder than anyone else!

The last question that Mr. Qing Ge asked reminded Hu Xiaomo of the story she had heard. Mr. Qing Ge said that his heart was given to a person, and that person should be the fairy-like beauty in the story. Hongyao, and Hongyao's ending is the same as Zhuangmeng, she completely left Mr. Qing Ge and went to another world. That's why Mr. Qing Ge felt that everyone who was by his side Neither will end well.

"My lord, you said that your heart was given to someone. Is that person called Hongyao?" Hu Xiaomo asked carefully in a low voice. She had never heard Mr. Qingge say Hongyao himself. For a long time, she has always thought that Mr. Qing Ge is a very happy and cheerful person, but Zhuangmeng has always said that Mr. Qing Ge is actually not happy.After learning about Hongyao, Hu Xiaopa felt that if Mr. Qing Ge was really unhappy, then the source of his unhappiness should be this woman named Hongyao.

Hearing Hongyao's name from Hu Xiaopai's mouth, Master Qingge suddenly raised his head, looked at Hu Xiaopai and asked, "You know everything?"

This sentence is undoubtedly the best answer to who Qing Ge's heart belongs to, but hearing a name can make Qing Ge so nervous. In this world, except for the woman named Hongyao, I'm afraid there is no one else in the world. I can't find another person!
Nodding his head, Hu Xiaopai replied: "Well, I've heard something about you and Hongyao, my lord."

"I told Zhuangmeng a long time ago that the matter between Hongyao and me, that silly girl, actually took it to heart. Not only did she dress more and more like Hongyao, but her appearance also became more and more similar. Yao'er is getting more and more like her, but she is not her after all, and she will never be able to replace Yao'er." Young Master Qing Ge supported Zhuangmeng's tombstone and spoke like this.

Hu Xiaopai suddenly understood Zhuangmeng's changes over the years, a red dress, and a more refined face, all these were changed by Zhuangmeng in order to become the person Qingge likes in his heart.

However, Zhuangmeng should have never seen Hongyao before, so how could she know what Hongyao looks like?Hu Xiaomo was startled, and couldn't help but recall that a long time ago, when she and Yutu went to Mr. Qing Ge's secret room to steal wine and drink, they saw a portrait. The woman in the painting was graceful and graceful, wearing a red dress. Every frown and smile vividly touches people's hearts. Thinking about it carefully, Zhuangmeng really looks a bit like that woman!
"My lord, is the Hongyao you mentioned the one pictured in the secret room of your room?" Hu Xiaopa asked after thinking for a while.Hongyao is the only one who can make Mr. Qingge, who has seen countless beauties, paint a portrait in the secret room!
"Have you ever entered my secret room?" Mr. Qing Ge was not drunk at the moment, of course the first thing he was concerned about was that Hu Xiaopa had sneaked into his secret room and seen Hongyao's portrait.

Hu Xiaopa scratched his head embarrassingly, and replied: "That was a long time ago. He and Yutu went to steal wine from the young master, but accidentally opened the secret room and saw the painting. She, um, I mean Hongyao, she is really beautiful!"

"Yao'er is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and no one can replace her." When talking about Hongyao with Hu Xiaochi, Mr. Qing Ge's expression immediately changed.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Hu Xiaopai has to say that it is indeed so. Although Hongyao is not as beautiful as Chang'e Fairy, she has a kind of agile beauty. Even if she only saw the portrait, Hu Xiaopai I also feel that the person in the portrait exudes a sense of intelligence.

"I heard Taibai Jinxing say that you and her are very in love, but in the end you had to accept separation because of the fairy and demon's different paths. You love her very much, right?" Hu Xiaopa answered as if asking questions and talking to himself, She doesn't know why feelings are such a complicated thing, can't it simply become, when I love you, you love me?
Mr. Qingge laughed suddenly, with some helplessness in his laughter, "If when I like Hongyao, she also likes me, then I would really like to give up this honorable identity like Seventh Sister, and get along with everyone else. The person I love is staying and flying together. It's just a matter in this world, how can I get what I want!"

Uh, Hu Xiaozhu is confused, what does Mr. Qing Ge mean by saying that Hongyao and him don't really love each other?

"My lord, you and Hongyao... Could it be that..." Hu Xiaomo hesitated, not knowing what to ask. Could it be that the things she heard about Master Qingge and Hongyao were not true?
"Perhaps, what you heard should be that Hongyao and I really love each other, but it's a pity that people and monsters have different paths, so Hongyao must have suffered a catastrophe." Mr. Qing Ge said very smoothly what Hu Xiaosheng thought in his heart .

"Isn't that so?" Hu Xiaoqi asked back.

Young Master Qingge shook his head and stood up, "Forget it, I'll tell you about Hongyao and I another day. It's not suitable to talk about it in front of Zhuangmeng."

Hu Xiaopai also nodded in agreement. Just because she was too curious about Hongyao's affairs, she forgot for a while that she came to see Zhuangmeng. Mr. Qing Ge was right. Hongyao is Zhuangmeng's rival in love. Hongyao is always mentioned in front of Meng, it seems that it is really not good.

Taking out a jar from his sleeve, Hu Xiaopa said: "This is given to me by Yuelao Daxian. It is Zhuangmeng's marriage fruit. I want to bury it beside Zhuangmeng."

Young Master Qing Ge nodded, turned around and dug a small cave next to Zhuangmeng's cemetery, helped Hu Xiaopa put the Marriage Fruit into the cave, and then buried it.

The Marriage Fruit is originally a celestial object, and once it entered the ground, it exuded a powerful celestial energy, and the purple jasmines on Zhuangmeng's tomb grew rapidly one after another, and then pulled out purple, delicate flower bones.

Hu Xiaopa looked at those flower bones with some relief. Tonight, these flower bone wine glasses will bloom Zhuangmeng's favorite flowers, and there is no need to wait for the next spring to bloom.Although she can't be by Zhuangmeng's side, she can still have them to accompany Zhuangmeng.

Young Master Qingge raised his hand and set a protective barrier on Zhuangmeng's cemetery, and then said to Hu Xiaopai: "Let's go, Zhuangmeng is here, and it will last for a long time. These flowers have the fruit of marriage. Moisture will always be with her invincibly."

Hu Xiaopa nodded, and reluctantly glanced at Zhuangmeng's cemetery full of flowers, and finally raised his hand to summon Xiangyun, and together with Mr. Qingge, left the small forest where Zhuangmeng was buried, and headed towards Penglai Fairy The island flew over.

(End of this chapter)