I, the first son, became a woman

Xia Juan rolled her eyes and looked up at the gradually dimming moonlight above her head.

This night, I'm afraid it will pass before I know it.

This Jian Feiyu... No matter what, he was indeed the one who saved him just now.

Otherwise, I am afraid that my own eyes will go blind, and I don't know what will happen.

Then let me accompany him to worship at the grave of his sister Ling'er.

It is not impossible.

After pondering for a while, he nodded thoughtfully.

But Xia Juan still looked at Jian Feiyu and asked after taking a deep breath.

"Is it far?"

"Not far."

Jian Feiyu shook his head indifferently, his tone was quite gentle, not as sad as Xia Juan imagined.

"That can."

Just do a good deed.

nodded.

Xia Juan was about to leave with Jian Feiyu.

But just as she was about to take a step, she glanced out of the corner of her eye at the flickering lights of the capital city in the distance.

In this dark one.

The light that blooms from the capital seems to be the only light between the heaven and the earth.

It also made Xia Juan suddenly feel a twinge in his heart, feeling a little inexplicably reluctant.

To be more precise, it was as if something was blocked in my heart suddenly.

I... Should I tell the surname Ye?

It was almost dawn now.

If he went out with Jian Feiyu and came back later, it might already be dawn.

That guy might...

She pursed her lips, and her eyes rolled unnaturally for a while, suppressing what she was thinking in her heart.

That guy... don't run around looking for me again...

Throwing my face everywhere...

He licked his dry lips and froze in place for a moment.

Not far away, Jian Feiyu had already walked some distance.

It wasn't until he realized that something was missing beside him that he stopped abruptly and turned around.

"What? Changed your mind temporarily?"

Jian Feiyu shook his head and smiled.

"I asked you to accompany me to Ling'er's tomb, because there are still some things I am going to tell you..."

"matter……?"

I came back to my senses in doubt.

Xia Juan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then forgot Jian Feiyu's words.

"It's okay! Just wait, I'll be fine soon!"

"You woman... what do you want to do?"

He frowned slightly with interest.

Jian Feiyu suddenly discovered that this Xia Juan was apart from his fierce and intelligent side.

It seems that there is another side of "innocence" that even she herself has never discovered.

Jian Feiyu shook his head, and could only walk back for a while.

He raised his head and inadvertently saw Xia Juan taking out a pen and paper from his treasure bag, leaning against the tree and writing something.

"Ye, I have something to go out, so there is no need to..."

Don't worry?

Written like this, won't it be a bit... ambiguous...? !

that……

Don't...don't need to look for me?

It seems to feel more charming and strange.

make it look like...

As if I cared about him...

Raising his eyebrows, the pen in his hand stopped in this thought, unable to start for a long time.

Xia Juan thought for a while, but crumpled up the paper in his hand and threw it behind.

I was afraid that Ye would look for someone everywhere and lose my face in the capital.

That's why I wrote to him!

That's right!That's it!

Nodding his head, he once again gave himself a dose of reassurance.

Xia Juan picked up the pen again, ready to write casually.

But suddenly she remembered again.

He didn't raise pigeons himself, so how could he pass the letter to Ye Ning?

Is it possible that I have to run back to the capital in person, and specially notify the surname Ye?

That... huh...

Acting like I really cared about him...

Yes!

I don't care about him, whatever he does.

Then why should I write to him again?

It's really taking off your pants and farting, it's superfluous!

I, Xia Juan, want to go wherever I want to go, is it possible that I have to inform Ye Ning?

joke!

Suddenly, I figured it out, understood, and came back to my senses.

Xia Juan coughed and put the pen and paper away again.

It's just that while raising his head, he couldn't help but glance at the flickering capital city.

he……

Forget it, I've already thought about it...

Anyway, I'm not his slave, where should I report to him? !

Rolled his eyes.

Although he felt a little strange in his heart, Xia Juan decided to put this matter behind him.

She waved her hand and turned her head.

But in an instant, Jian Feiyu crouched down at the same time.

He opened the paper he had just written and glanced at it.

"Wait! Jian Feiyu, you..."

Xia Juan suddenly wanted to open his mouth to stop the other party.

But it was still a step too late.

Xia Juan didn't finish her sentence.

Jian Feiyu had put down the crumpled paper in his hand, raised his head thoughtfully, and looked at Xia Juan for a while.

His face seemed to have changed slightly at this moment, and it became more solidified.

"So...you are writing to Ye Ning."

He smiled faintly, crushing the paper in his hand into pieces.

"Don't worry, you... the matter between your husband and wife."

"I'm not interested in knowing..."

He stiffened his face, paused a few times, and then pulled out a rather embarrassing smile.

"Okay, it's almost dawn... let's go."

"Ling'er's tombstone was erected not far from here by me back then."

"The capital city...is the place Linger yearns for the most."

A faint bitter smile.

Jian Feiyu lowered his eyes and silently looked at the debris in his hand.

After a while, they nodded and took Xia Juan with them, and the two left towards the outside of the capital.

The sky has changed from a complete blackness like thick ink to a slight orange light.

In the clouds of the sky, there seemed to be countless rays of light that were blocked by a layer of barriers. They were indistinct, but they were about to break out at dawn.

Xia Juan followed behind Jian Feiyu.

The two walked for less than a stick of incense, and soon stopped in a deserted place.

"Huh? Is it here?"

Xia Juan was startled for a moment, looking left and right.

Chapter 793 Jian Feiyu's Past

Xia Juan's eyes narrowed.

After a long time, I saw a small tombstone directly in front of me.

The flowers and plants around the tombstone had already been completely destroyed by the winter wind and turned into a piece of withered yellow.

Above the tombstone is a thin layer of snow, glowing crystal.

Through the faint light.

Xia Juan glanced, and saw that there were only the word "Ling'er" crooked and of different sizes on it.

That word looks like it was carved by a child holding a stone.

Xia Juan followed Jian Feiyu and walked over.

I found that the word "ling'er" was not only crooked, but also very ugly.

And take a closer look at it.

There still seemed to be traces of dried and coagulated blood, which was blown into an abrupt brown by the wind.

Could this word... Could it be that Jian Feiyu carved it when he was a child?

His mind was spinning extremely fast.

Almost as soon as he got closer, Xia Juan rolled his eyes and suddenly guessed something.

She turned her head and was about to speak.