Chapter 93: Looking through his Yingying autumn water, derogatory to his faint spring mountain

In the imperial city's hundreds of miles away from the station, several people gathered together peacefully, and each other fell into a big stone in their hearts, only to feel relieved, finally relieved.
I was afraid that the Nanyan Congress suddenly regretted sending troops to chase. Xiao Yu'an hurriedly washed his cheeks and hands, and returned to the men's clothing, ready to take the carriage and leave the place.
Xue Yan’s attitude made Xiao Yu’an suspicious several times, but he fled in a hurry and he thought about it.
After rushing to prepare, the carriage was on the road, Xiao Yuan picked up the curtain and watched the North China Imperial City being thrown farther and farther away. For a time, he felt that the years were in the throat, and he regretted that he could not respect this Jiangshan cup.
Xiao Yu'an slowly put down the curtain, seemingly to give up all the time, suddenly there was a rush of horseshoes in the distance, Xiao Yuan did not look at it again, Yang Liuan driving the carriage suddenly went into the curtain, looking blue: "Yes Heqing."
Due to the large number of people, they divided three carriages. The other two carriages also noticed the people chasing after them. They slowed down and wanted to let Xiao Yu’an’s carriage go first.
To everyone's surprise, the Luhe Qingming Ming can sneak off them, but he did not. The Weihe River was tightly tied to the reins, and after following the horse body, it was like fear of being disturbed, and it would not stop.
So long to maintain a long way, Xiao Yuan asked incredibly: "He only has one person?"
Yang Liuan replied: "Yes."
Xiao Yuan silently silent, suddenly looked up: "Liu An, stop the car."
"The emperor??" Yang Liuan was shocked.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to say a few words to him, and he is one person. It is far from the Imperial City. If there is a conflict, I can't catch me." Xiao Yuan said.
Yang Liuan thought about it and stopped the carriage.
Xiao Yuan took a deep breath and jumped off the carriage. Not far away, Luhe Qing saw the carriage stop, and also pulled the horse. He walked in the same place and saw Xiao Yuan walked down from the carriage. The river was clear and narrow, and then turned over. Holding the reins, not going forward.
The two men looked across each other through a dusty yellow mud road. Xiao Yuan sighed and walked step by step.
Xiao Yu'an has something to say to Luhe Qing. These words have been hidden in his heart for a long time. After several changes, he has already changed another meaning, but he still wants to let Luohe know.
Only after finishing the chaotic thoughts, Xiao Yuan gradually realized that perhaps Luhe Qing did not hate himself as he thought, or how would he let himself escape like this smoothly?
But no matter whether the Weihe River hates and hates himself, he has to go. Here is the South Yan State, which is the world of the Weihe River. He stays here, it is the Emperor, and he can only be in this cage called the palace. Spend the rest of your life meaninglessly.
It’s too bad, even if the river is clear and old, it won’t hurt him, but it’s still not the day that Xiao Yu’an wants.
So he has to go.
If you want to go, then let's sing it out, don't like it, don't hate it, don't hate it.
Xiao Yu'an stopped at the two steps away from the Weihe River. Hehe looked at him like a wrong thing. He was careful and uneasy, and he was afraid of being dismissed by him. He put down all the body and was not known.
Xiao Yu'an suddenly made a warm smile on the Qinghe River, and the river was clear and stunned. The eyes of Xiaohe were not in a moment of eagerness and staring at Xiao Yu'an. I couldn't wait to put this scene into my mind, engraved in my heart, carved into the bone marrow, let the years Can not be destroyed, so that the year and month can not be destroyed, so that this life will never forget this life.
Xiao Yuan took a fist and laughed with fists. He said: "Life is short, hate is long, like today is a cup, speech is a wine, a cup is willing to return to your battle, and you will have a fear of the night. Everyone is a good person, and the same way is the same as the white first hand. The last cup is willing to be happy and happy, and there is no worries in the past. The past sorrows and sufferings, the past things and things, let go, let go, let go. Nine miles, for this day, a Lang Lang, Ha Long, He Qing."
Luohe Qing listened carefully, but there was no words for a long time. The Northland was the end of winter. The cold wind whistled and picked up his clothes, and it was scraped into his eyes. He cut his knife into his heart. He took the reins and finally opened his mouth slightly. The sound, the voice is actually stunned and dumb: "Xiao Yuan, you know, you let me put down, let go, let go, what?"
Xiao Yu An Zhen.
Isn't it hatred of the North? And the past of humiliation in the North?
Xiao Yu'an did not answer for a time, and he saw that Luhe Qing took a long step forward. Xiao Yu'an and Luo Heqing looked at each other. They only thought that the eyes of Luhe Qing were really good-looking, and the immediate approach was slightly oppressive, but they themselves moved. Do not look open.
The dawn of Luhe Qing is as cool as the Qingguang Yuehui, but the bottom of the valley seems to suppress the three thousand sorrows. It is all the numerology that Xiao Yu'an can't understand. Luhe Qing said: "If you are determined to go with one heart and one mind, you would rather take a life. Fight, that's good, I won't stop you, but..." The river is slow and slow, he closes his eyes, sounds
The audio-visual image is over the thousands of miles, difficult and dangerous, and finally tells the heavens and the earth, "But I will not let go, let me not let go."
In the last sentence, Luhe Qing was almost gnashing his teeth. Xiao Yu'an was forced to take a half step back by his appearance and tone. He puzzled and asked: "Since you are not willing to let go, why let me go?"
Luhe Qing slowly blinked, and the light was dark.
Because he didn't want Xiao Yu'an to suffer, he didn't want to see his smile again. He didn't want Xiao Yu'an to hate him, hate him, and evil him. He has been ruined and humiliated by the country, and he has been plagued by hardships. He has been so many difficult things, but he is not a disgusting look.
Hey, this world is ridiculous and sad.
Xiao Yuan couldn’t help but ask: "Why are you chasing..."
The river was clear and swaying, suppressing the mood, and found a white jade scorpion from the arms.
It was the relic of the mother of the Weihe River, the most important thing in the original, and Luhe Qing once gave it to Xiao Yu'an for retribution, and finally was left in the palace by Xiao Yu'an.
Luohe Qing softly said: "You forgot to bring something, I will send it to you."
Xiao Yuan was shocked and could hardly believe his ears.
Just, just because of this?
Luhe Qing handed Bai Yuxi to Xiao Yu'an, and his palms were up. Bai Yuzhen lay alone, like the day in the bustling market, after the river was taken to the jade flute, the jade was given to Xiao Yu'an.
Xiao Yu'an hesitated a few times, but he extended his hand. Heheqing waited patiently. Xiao Yu'an's hand was close to him. The eyes of Luhe Qing were brighter, but when Xiao Yu'an's fingertips were about to meet Bai Yuxi. Xiao Yuan stunned and then took back his hand.
In the depths of the clear eyes of the Weihe River, what is broken and disintegrating, he heard Xiao Yuan said: "This, you still collect it yourself, you will find a more suitable person for it."
Luohe Qing gently gathered his palms, his voice sounded no emotion, but more like restraint and suppression, he said: "Do you really do?"
Xiao Yuan replied: "I... still... or not, you give it to others."
"Good."
Thought that Luohe Qing finally listened to his own words, Xiao Yuan nodded, just to leave, suddenly see the river to clear the hands, and then the white jade smashed to the ground!
The white jade scorpion slammed and shook the sand to the side of the road. The miserable appearance was printed in Xiao Yu’an’s incredible embarrassment.
Xiao Yu'an hasn't slowed down from this sudden thing, and he saw the river clearing his body and turning to the Imperial City.
All the way to the dust, I do not know who covered the red eyes, sighed and did not dare to stay for a second.