Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Since he is in charge of the industry here, that is, managing the population of one side, who built this small building and is right in front of the courtyard where the owner of the Yilan Bethlehem lives, he does not know at all, even if He didn't know that the people under him should also report, otherwise they would be negligent.

And looking at him, it doesn't seem like I don't know.

I looked up and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"..."

"Who built that little building?"

Qing Han was silent for a while, then sighed, and gently spit out two words--

"moon."

As soon as I heard the name, my brow frowned.

When I looked up at the small building again, involuntarily, hostility and smoke floated in my eyes, even though there was already a black cloud there, in the hazy mist and rain, even the outlines could not be distinguished.

I said, "Why would she build a small building there? What does she want?"

Qing Han said: "I didn't know before. When I saw a small building there, and was facing the courtyard, I was also worried. I asked people to check it, and found out that it was her."

"Why don't you kick her out?"

Qing Han grinned bitterly: "We have driven her out of Yilan House, should we still drive her out of Sheshan?"

I gritted my teeth and said, "This is also cheap for her!"

When I remembered that in Wulong, she poisoned the light cold, which killed him better than death. After experiencing the pain, my already calm heart ignited another ignorance, and gritted his teeth severely. Anxious to tear off a piece of meat from her.

Qing Han heard the clucking sound of my teeth, lowered his head to look at me, and said softly, "You don't want to."

I also looked up at him and said, "You won't--what a bad guy is to this point?"

"..."

"You know, she almost killed you."

"..."

"I don't kill her, I already look at Yan Qinghan's face, the most forgiving."

He calmly paused, then sighed, and said, "I'm not a bad person, just-there are some things to pass, and I don't want to think about it. Besides, I have some gratitude in her heart."

"Thank her?"

"If she hadn't poisoned me, maybe I can't be honest with you till now."

"..."

Listening to what he said, my heart moved a little, looking up at his dangling eyes. Beyond the usual coolness, there was still a bit of gentleness that I could understand, saying "If it weren't for her, you and I might not have come this far."

"..."

Yes.

If it weren't for life and death at that time, he could only let go of everything and give everything to me, and I wouldn't know that his heart could be so hard.

After a moment of silence, I murmured, "I understand what you mean."

"..."

"But this credit does not have to be credited to her."

Qing Han laughed softly, and stretched out his hand again and took me into his arms, and then said, "I know you want to say that I am kind, but if I try to kill an orphan girl, I really can't get that ruthless hand."

"..."

"Also, don't you think her retribution is already terrible?"

I said, "She hurt you so badly, but we didn't touch her a finger. What kind of retribution?"

Qing Han chuckled and laughed: "You forgot that she pinned on the rest of your cousin's greatest expectations in her industry. She always hoped to protect these things. But now, she was kicked out of here, only Watching from a distance. "

"At least I can still watch."

"you are wrong."

"..."

"Everything has nothing to do with her anymore, that feeling is the most painful."

After listening to this, I was quiet for a while, then looked up at him, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are not a good person."

He smiled: "Don't you say that, I was killed so badly, my husband is very grievous, and she deserves this retribution."

I was relieved to hear him say that.

"In fact, I don't worry about anything else, just that she is always around, just that your heart will soften day by day. One day, you will give in and let her come back."

This time, he didn't speak quietly.

I looked up at him: "Have you heard? Maybe you're soft-hearted."

Qing Han was silent for a while, and then said, "The soft heart is not soft, but it really depends on what she is doing. To be honest, I don't think that my attitude towards a person can be static. Of course, for a bad person, I must harden my heart, but for If a good person has to harden his heart, the bad is not someone else, but himself. "

I frowned.

I don't resist his argument. In fact, I also think that everything in the world is changing. The mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon, and the stars can't last forever, let alone humans?

People who change in different situations should, of course, treat him differently.

just--

"Do you think she will change?"

"I always think that if a person has heart and tears, she will not be hopeless."

"..."

He looked down at me and said, "You can't be indifferent, but don't be too stubborn."

In the already dark night, his eyes were exceptionally bright, and he looked at me suddenly, as if the lights could not be extinguished on a rainy night.

I looked at him quietly for a while, then bowed my head and muffled. "Forget it."

"what?"

"You can't convince me, and I can't convince you."

"..."

"Anyway, I won't allow her to approach this house while I'm here."

"..."

"I won't be soft-hearted!"

Hearing my words, Qing Han was a little bit crying and laughing, but when he heard the last sentence, he seemed to be a little emotional and sighed.

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After returning to the Yilan Beyer Court, as he said, he was resting in peace.

Suddenly there were no disturbances of power and profit, and there was no smoke of war, no swords and swords, and the days suddenly became quiet.

This morning, I woke up earlier than usual, also because I had a good night's sleep after returning, and probably made up the sleepy account that I owed before. Once the habit of getting up early and getting up early, the vitality of the person will He recovered, and a lot of people were energized.

However, when I walked to the waterside of the backyard, Qing Han had already finished the Taiji Sword with Master Chen.

This time, compared with the last time, he didn't look so tired. He was obviously more at ease. Seeing me walking by, he smiled and said, "Get up so early?"

"Aren't you?"

I walked over, took the towel on the shelf next to him and gave it to him. He hung the sword on the post, and took the towel to wipe the sweat.

At this time, Su Su also brought in the food and set it on the table.

I sat down with him to prepare for dinner, but when I looked down, I saw a dish of Huang Chengcheng's scrambled eggs in a one-color vegetarian dish, and I stung.

I had planned to fast for my mother for at least three months, but now just one month later, he sent the saucepan up.

I hesitated, "This--"

He said, "Eat. If you don't look at you these days, your face has always been pale and it's time to eat."

"But I was thinking about fasting for three months."

"I didn't let you break the ring."

"But this--"

With a smile, he took a chopstick and scrambled eggs and put it in my bowl. He said, "Semi-clear, half-turbid, and chaotic.

I couldn't help laughing as he listened to this nondescript oiling poem.

"All I have to do is eat an egg and listen to you."

After speaking, he clamped it up and put it in his mouth. Then he smiled and clamped some for me.

I have n’t eaten a little oil soup for so many days. It ’s true that my stomach and belly are not very comfortable. It ’s much better when I eat this breakfast. When Susu and they came to pack the chopsticks away, neither of us immediately left because Soon, another attendant came over, took the incense case, and placed the incense paper money and other items one by one.

Today, I want to make incense for my mother.

He kneeled with me before the case.

At this time, a ray of sunlight shone on the incense case.

After a month of rain, it even became rain and snow in the end, making everyone miserable, but finally, the rain stopped yesterday. The rare good weather today, the clouds dispersed, and the sun slowly moved from below the mountain wall. The rise of the sun and the long-lost sunlight give people a feeling of extra comfort and strength.

He glanced back, a smile on his face: "The sun is out."

I also looked back, getting used to the rain and rain these days, and the sun was shining, so that I couldn't open my eyes a little. I put my hand on my forehead and said gently, "Yeah."

"Maybe it's Madam Yan looking at us."

"..."

I turned to look at him.

Qing Han said with a smile: "I feel that a person like Mrs. Yan is immortal. No matter if she left or where she went, she would always look at the people and things she cares about."

"..."

"So you have to be good, so that she can be at ease."

It's been a month since I mentioned my mother, but I still feel sad, but I won't be as heartbroken as before, but when I heard him, it might be because of the warmth of the sun that I was soothed. Feeling, nodded gently.

Then I said, "So you have to be nice to me."

He kept looking at the distant mountain peak, the sun shone on his face, warmed the cold mask, and even his eyelashes were glowing. After a while, he said softly : "I, of course, will be good to you, but no matter how I am or not, you should be good to yourself. I think Madam Yan also hopes that you are a strong and strong person."

"..."

These words may really speak to the mother's heart.

She has taught me all the time, hoping that I can become a strong person in myself, not rely on anyone to be happy and warm.

I was quiet for a while and said, "Light cold."

"Huh?" He turned to look at me.

"How is your poison?"