The child is not born?
Nan Ji turned her head to look at him, her eyes were cold: "What did you say?"
”"The child is gone."
Cang Hanyu buried her head in the side of her neck, and her voice was depressed and hesitant, "Hi'er, we will have a chance in the future" "You said you will be born, and if you say you are not born, you will not be born?"
”Nan Ji said indifferently, "You have the final say?"
”Cang Hanyu pursed her lips and looked up at her close eyes: "Hi'er." ”"Ye Xiaoqi, you remember it for me."
Nan Ji rubbed his head, obviously a doting action, but the words he said were domineering and cold, "From now on, the matter between us is not as much as you decide, whether it is for the emperor or the queen, or having children and daughters, or other important matters, you are not qualified to make decisions." ”The corners of Cang Hanyu's lips tightened."
Be nice, don't me off again."
Nan Ji patted his head, turned around and walked to the side of the brocade couch and sat down, "We'll go back after two days here, don't worry about things you shouldn't worry about, it's better to govern your country than anything." ”Cang Hanyu was silent for a moment, walked to her and sat down, his eyes were slightly constricted, and the depths of his eyes were floating and gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking at this time.Nan Ji stared out the window.In the scorching summer, cicadas chirp and insects chirp.In the distance, the mountains are stacked and the mountains are shrouded in mist, as if you are in a fairyland.Nan Ji thought of all the handsome young men in white she saw when she went up the mountain, most of them were around fifteen or sixteen years old, and the oldest looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.They loyally guarded this Chaoyun Mountain, and all of them were extraordinary.Where do these teenagers come from?
The nobles of all countries in the world are not well-informed, but they have never heard of the news that the priest's hall has recruited disciples, and these teenagers on Chaoyun Mountain are orphans?
Although the world is big, there are many orphans.Especially in the past, when the war was raging, there were many orphans, but Nan Ji always felt that it was not right.Donghua is ruthless in life, although he is a high priest, but he has no soft-hearted characteristics at all, how can such a person have such a high level of cultivation for the time being, not to mention for the time being, he is not so leisurely and elegant to walk around, and when he meets an abandoned baby, he will bring it back.With his temperament, it is not at all like someone who would personally cultivate so many teenagers.The mountain breeze blows the hair.Nan Ji held her cheeks, quietly stared at the scenery outside, listened to the gurgling sound of water from nowhere, and slowly, felt that living here was really a pleasure.Away from the bustle and hustle, away from the impetuousness of the world.Gain a sense of peace of mind.Someone behind her took her into her arms with a pair of hands, Nan Ji maintained a posture of supporting her cheeks and did not move, but her eyebrows and eyes softened slightly, and she closed her eyes gently, letting herself fall into a tender feeling that was indisputable with the world.After bathing and burning incense, Dongliu entered the hexagram room.This time he stayed for a long time, so long that when he came out of the hexagram room, his whole person was shaky, his face was pale, his body was shaky, and his spiritual qi was more than he could bear, so he looked particularly tired and weak.But there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.A young man next to him held his shoulder: "Young master." ”Dongliu shook his head, wanting to say that he was fine, but his head was heavy, making it a little difficult for him to make a simple movement, and his steps were vain, as if he was stepping on cotton.In the end, he couldn't resist the call of darkness, and his eyes were dark, and the whole person fainted.When I woke up, the night had passed.As soon as Dongliu opened his eyes, the light came into his eyes, and he subconsciously closed them again.Raising his hand to block his eyes, he opened his eyes little by little, and when he got used to the light in the hall, he turned his head slightly and looked at the familiar furnishings and carved beams and paintings in the hall."
Awake?"
The cold and low voice sounded in his ears, and he shivered excitedly, and then deceived himself and quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, only to think that he had never woken up.A low cold laugh sounded, with a full sense of danger: "Is this seat so terrible?
”Not.Dongliu retorted in a low voice in his heart, you are even more terrible than that."
Alright."
The hand with a little coolness nodded his forehead, "Get up, this seat won't hit you." ”Dongliu thought he had misheard.Whether to fight or not is not the most important thing, but when did the tone of this man's speech become so approachable?
Illusion.It must be an illusion.Quietly opened his eyes, and his clear and frightened eyes were facing a pair of smiling eyes, and he was so frightened that Dongliu immediately closed his eyes again.Who is this man?
Laughing so horribly.The smile on the corner of Donghua's lips froze, his eyes were gloomy and shiny, and the fingers on Dongliu's forehead froze for a moment, slowly moving down, and he was about to fan down against his face.However, I don't know what I thought of suddenly, Donghua's hand didn't fall, and he just smiled coldly: "Are you going to keep pretending to be dead like this?"
”Dongliu swallowed his saliva, got up from the bed hard, and when he opened his eyes, he had already knelt on the ground: "Master." ”However, the strength in his body had not fully recovered, his legs were floating, and his whole body shook, almost falling to the ground.A pair of big hands grabbed his shoulders so that he didn't fall on his stomach."
This seat says that your cultivation is low, but you really dare to do it in the hexagram room."
Donghua turned around and walked to the front of the couch and sat down, his snow-white robe hung down, pouring out the elegance of the ground, "What did you calculate?"
”Dongliu calmed down, let his thoughts all come back to his mind, and then began to think back to what happened yesterday.When everything returned to his senses, he tried his best to restrain the excitement and joy that surged into his heart, and maintained a humble and docile expression: "Hui Shizun, it's because my cultivation is too low, so I" There was obvious shame in his voice, "I was not convinced, so I lost too much vitality, and it was my fault that Shizun worried." ”After speaking, as if he was not sincere enough, he added in a low voice: "Please punish the teacher." ”Donghua glanced at him casually, and the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to mock: "Really?
”Dongliu nodded slightly, lowering his head and not daring to raise it."
Get up and wash up."
Donghua rarely didn't embarrass him today, and kindly let him go, "After breakfast, you can go and talk to Nan Ji, and this seat will give you half an hour."
Let them go down the mountain today, and they will not see her again. ”Don't go to see her again?
Dongliu's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to protest, but thinking of the picture he saw in the hexagram room, he couldn't help but be silent for a moment, and then pouted: "Yes." ”Donghua leaned on the carved brocade couch, his heavy eyes fell on the back of him who turned away, and his eyes were gloomy and gloomy, looming, and it was all clear.After breakfast, Dongliu's spirit has recovered most of it, but his face is still pale, and the excessive vitality will not be replenished for a while and a half, and it will take time to recuperate.