Chapter 144 Phoenix died and Phoenix died, and the son was buried by caesarean section.

Xue Qianwu saw that Qin Yan was regretful and took a vicious pseudo-Taoist priest with extremely high martial arts, extreme methods and extremely yin tricks, and used beauty tricks to escape with his tail between his legs. He was so happy.

She didn't know the dream Qin Yan regret had when she was in a coma, so she didn't know what she would do next. I want to comfort her, but I'm afraid it will be abrupt. If you don't persuade, you can't get along with your own heart. So he was careful to frighten the woman again, and he hesitated to walk over.

Qin Yan regretted that his clothes were soaked with sweat at this time, and his beautiful face was also covered with sweat, like many raindrops stained on lotus petals.

She looked at Xue Qianwu who came by, and her eyes were dull. It's not because of surprise or the surprise of living things, but because her expression has not changed at all. Only by maintaining such an expression can it be in line with the current state of mind. Maybe she has had an empty shell since the moment her husband died.

Xue Qianwu stood in front of her, then squatted down and massaged her slightly swollen calf. Looking at this woman from afar, she is only in her early 30s, and now she is close. It is still difficult to ask Xue Qianwu to accurately distinguish her age. There is a kind of person in the world whose age is difficult to distinguish. It's not that you can hide it by drawing a tender makeup with powder, and that kind of cover-up is just on one face. Body and skin are the most powerful and direct evidence. By contrast, it shows the most primitive age of women. Even if there are some errors, it is only three or two years old.

It's just that this woman is a little too old. She doesn't apply fat powder, doesn't wear headwear, and even her clothes are dilapidated, but she is very elegant and noble, and she doesn't seem to come from humble and exile at all. The eyebrows are thin and shallow, and the eyes are clear like the water in the lake. Although the skin has traces of wind and frost, it is still inherently delicate and elastic. This made Xue Qianwu curious about the age of a woman he had never met before.

Looking not far away, under the control of Kuishan's old magic, he stabbed Zhao Yu to death with a sword. His bright blood flowed all over the ground, and his handsome face and eyes were closed forever. Maybe I can't close my eyes, maybe I care too much about my beloved wife and children, but I still can't hold my eyelids to sleep. What can I do? There is only one pity left.

Xue Qianwu looked at Zhao's face and suddenly had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere and as if he had never seen it before. Xue Qianwu is a little strange. Is it the part of his mind that belongs to Xue Abandon? But she only kept the memory of less than a year after Xue Abandonment. This year, she spent time in the cold palace and had no contact with outsiders. How could she remember the man outside?

Zhao's eyebrows and his eternal sleeping look were so close to her heart, as if the door of memory had not been opened, making it difficult for her to know which layer of memory he existed in her. No longer entangled in this, Xue Qianwu said to the regretful woman Qin Yan, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's find a place to rest first."

"Can you stay for a long time? What's the point? If a man dies, how can he be happy when he is born? How can he be afraid when he dies? The woman's eyes were empty, and even her husband's body faded away, let alone Xue Qianwu.

Xue Qianwu persuaded: "You can't die!" You are not only a person, but also the child in your belly. It is also the best memory for your deceased husband to give birth to a healthy child and find a secret place to raise him. Even if he goes to the sky, he will be very happy to see you and your child doing well..."

The woman smiled faintly and said unintentionally, "It's not my child in my stomach."

Xue Qianwu was surprised again when he heard this sentence for the second time. If she thought the woman was a slip of the tongue for the first time, she didn't think so this time.

It's just that she doesn't understand much. Is it possible that the woman doesn't love this child, so she said such indifferent words? Looking at her deep friendship with Zhao Yu, she should not love their common children. Because of his confused eyes, he asked puzzled, "Why do you say that?"

Qin Yanhui said, "It's just a feeling."

Xue Qianwu almost fell to the ground when he heard the words. It's so jaw-dropping. If you can really feel this way, don't you need to go for a chemical examination, and you can estimate whether it is a man or a woman? You can also know in advance whether the baby is healthy or deformed, handsome and beautiful, ugly and ordinary, or even talented or stupid?

The woman was shocked when she saw Xue Qianwu and said, "This is not my first child. It's really strange that he gave me a child with a distance barrier in my mother's womb..."

Xue Qianwu was surprised and said, "Listen to what the shameless old man said just now, how many children do you have with your husband? I thought he was talking nonsense, but it turned out to be true.

"It turns out that you have been hiding for a while..." The woman looked at her, as if she was measuring her credibility. At the end, she nodded and said, "It is because she has been pregnant with more than one child before that there is a comparison. I can clearly feel that he is not my flesh and blood.

"What about the second reason?" Xue Qianwu couldn't help but investigate.

The woman paused slightly and replied, "My children were all born about a year apart, but this child is more than ten years apart from the one above him... Isn't it too strange for a woman in her forties to conceive a child at such an old age after so many years?"

Xue Qianwu stared at her incredulously, with his mouth open that he could stuff a fish in: "Are you in your forties?"

The regretful woman Qin Yan seemed to recall and said, "I can't remember clearly. I have been wandering around with my beloved over the years, but I don't care about the years... She should be almost 50 years old."

Xue Qianwu looked at her beautiful face, with envy, and his face was full of humbly asking for advice: "How can you stay so that your face is not old? Is it really like a little dragon girl, still as beautiful as before when she was in her 40s?

"Who is the little dragon girl?" Qin Yanhui obviously didn't really want to ask the answer, and continued: "How can it be compared with when she was young? That's the real good look, and the skin seems to be covered with an unmaskable light..."

Xue Qianwu is so yearning for it. What kind of beauty should it be? Just looking at this age, put it in the pile of women, whether young or old, she is absolutely a unique existence, and easily compares everyone in temperament and temperament.

Originally, the bloody scene was as if nothing had happened in the salty one-on-one match between the two women. Xue Qianwu is to relieve the sadness of this woman, but this woman? Is there no sadness anymore? Or...isn't she a man who doesn't love her enough?

Thinking of everything just now, Xue Qianwu asked an abrupt question. Perhaps she was purely curious and didn't mean to inquire about privacy: "What about your children? Hearing that you and your husband have been exiled for half of your life, is it your child..." Xue Qianwu couldn't bear to guess any more.

Qin Yan looked at her quietly, as if she could speak. With such a vivid meaning, you have asked so many questions that I can't tell you.

Xue Qianwu was worried about revealing her nostalgia or sadness, so he quickly closed his mouth and stopped asking more questions. Xue Qianwu was also curious about her husband's husband, looking at such indisputable elegance, how he had a grudge with others. After thinking about it, she will definitely refuse to say anything. Why do you hurt her so much?

Looking at the body of the Lang Lang, Xue Qianwu's eyes were sore: "Jiulian Foxin Mountain is a good place to go. Find a place with beautiful scenery, dry and wetness, and bury him. You have to take good care of him."

Qin Yan's regretful smile was a little desolate: "Why bother too much? Wherever I die, there is a cemetery. My son and I have been welcoming this day for a long time, but I didn't expect to come so late... If it hadn't been for the crooked old man who used my son's primordial spirit as a guish, he would have despicably harmed my husband. Only by his martial arts experience, I could have been exiled to death with him..."

Speaking of this, Qin Yanhui walked to the body of the Lang Lang, his face was calmer, and stated without any sadness and joy: "The mountain is facing the lake, and there is really no need to choose a good cemetery. It seems that it's better to let nature take its course."

Xue Qianwu had an unclear premonition, holding Qin Yan's arm and saying nothing. Qin Yan regretted looking at her sideways and said, "I should have gone with him... After a long time, I will not have time to meet by the Sansheng Stone."

Sure enough, I have the idea of martyrdom!

Xue Qianwu sighed in his heart, what kind of love did Zhao Yu use to easily determine a woman's third life? How on earth is the feeling carved into the marrow, so light and strong that it has been drunk for years?

Xue Qianwu begged, "Live well, okay?"

Qin Yanhui only replied, "I still have one thing to do and I won't go immediately. Lang and I once made a life-and-death promise. If I go, he will go with him. If he goes, let me go back to my hometown and spend the rest of my life... How can it be possible? For the rest of my life, I was with him and never thought of looking back, so I told him at that time that if he died first, I would be uneasy and afraid that he would never have a chance if he married a wife.

Xue Qianwu couldn't help but be deeply moved and asked in his heart, "When did you and your husband start to fall in love?" In the earliest and most beautiful years, no one appeared in each other's lives at that time, so they could love so unscrupulously and abandon the secular world?

Qin Yan regretted, "How can we meet so coincidentally? In one word, true love never comes late! Even when it comes to white hair, when you meet someone, the moment you meet with your eyes among all sentient beings, you have the idea of being the only one. Then from then on, the world will be yours.

"Two people together, that is, the whole world, and the rest are no longer worried, right?" Xue Qianwu interpreted.

Qin Yan nodded regretfully. Xue Qianwu said sadly, "If both sides or one of them are engaged when they meet, and even have children in the family, wouldn't it be too irresponsible for the man to abandon all this? Isn't it cruel that a woman can even throw away her bones and flesh? Not only is it difficult to tolerate the secular world, but you can't even tolerate your own heart.

Qin Yan's regretful voice was softly, as if he had sunk into some kind of past, and his face suddenly missed it and said, "When I met Lang Lang, it was unfortunate but coincidentally. At that time, his unmarried princess passed away..."

Speaking of this, Qin Yan regretted. Xue Qianwu is stagnant, princess? The heartbeat in his chest was very fast, but he couldn't ask the most critical sentence.

"I've said too much. If you ask any more, I doubt your intention..." Qin Yan touched Zhao's face and said tenderly, "It's time to go with you... It's just that I haven't done what I promised the people in my stomach for the time being. Wait for me for a moment, okay?

Isn't it about promising the person in her belly? This is so strange. From the beginning, Xue Qianwu didn't understand what she said about the child in her belly.

Xue Qianwu only saw that she was struggling to carry her belly. From the stone hole on the east side of Jingjian Lake, she found a thin animal bone stone, and then picked up some thorn buds, Puye... After being fully prepared, she picked up the strangely shaped thin animal bone, closed her eyes and scratched it to her lower abdomen.

Xue Qianwu was shocked when he was stunned. Is this going to commit suicide by caesarean section or give birth by caesarean section? Even if you give birth, it's only eight months, and you can't survive.

Xue Qianwu clenched her wrist to prevent her from daming herself. However, as a pregnant woman, she looked delicate and couldn't help but feel great strength under the support of a certain belief. Xue Qianwu couldn't stop the animal bone stone from moving little by little, but even his hand was cut.

In the unspeakable tearing pain, Qin Yan regretted his teeth and cut a long opening of half a branch of tribute incense. At this time, her whole body was soaked, and her clothes were wrapped in her slender and full body, with an extremely beautiful light.

Xue Qianwu's mind was blank, and he summoned up the courage to look there. He saw that there was not much blood flowing where his belly opened!

Xue Qianwu didn't understand the mystery, but felt that he had encountered something beyond his imagination. Qin Yanhui stretched out a hand and took out the baby from his stomach. As soon as the hand touched the wound, an immanent/meat/ball crawled out.

Xue Qianwu closed his eyes in horror. Qin Yan regretted that no matter how much courage and courage to beg for death, she fainted at that moment.

A bloody baby is difficult to distinguish, and no one dares to open his eyes to distinguish. Like a thornless hedgehog, he slowly squirmed and climbed to the lake. He held a bamboo in the water in his arms and soaked in the lake. When Xue Qianwu opened his eyes and Qin Yanhui woke up, a white, pink and tender baby slept peacefully on the grass beside them, breathing long and evenly.

Is this her child? When she hit her stomach, she never felt that it was her child.

Thinking of that dream, the child spoke like an adult and didn't seem to be a mother. Qin Yan repented and came to his senses, wrapped him with Puye, and then took out the remaining bottle of jade agar on his body and fed him to eat. Seeing him swallow sweetly with his eyes closed, Qin Yan couldn't help but smile with pity on his face.

Xue Qianwu looked at the baby and survived so prematurely? Still climbing? If you grow up, what kind of strange or weird should it be? Is it the welfare of the world or a disaster? The word "travel" came to Xue Qianwu's mind again. Could it be any time, space, which era, and any lucky and unlucky who reversed his fate and became an unspeakable baby? If he grows up, what kind of competitive pressure he would have on himself.

Qin Yanhui also looked at the child in a stagance and couldn't say whether it was pity or estrangement, fear or accident.

Xue Qianwu couldn't help touching his hand and found that it was cold. Did you take a shower in Jingjian Lake and freeze like this?

When I looked at his cheek again, I was shocked again. The little mouth stopped sucking, and there was no gas in his nostrils. Unexpectedly, after being born, taking a shower and having a meal, he returned home strangely.

Qin Yan regretted looking at it for a long time and suddenly said, "It seems that my dream is real!"

"What dream?" Xue Qianwu asked in a stunned way.

Qin Yan regretted the part after she fell into a coma and talked about it in detail. Xue Qianwu said, "Is it possible that he is a very spiritual child, which is equivalent to the reincarnation of a child. He is angry in his mother's womb and doesn't want to die in it? So you came to this world regardless of everything? Sleep in the open nature and breathe freely?"

Qin Yan regretted, but just looked at the indistinguishable baby. Suddenly came and went away.

Xue Qianwu thought she was sad and advised, "Such an unlucky man is definitely not your child! You don't have to be sad for his early life! I think that he is a loser who tried to die first..."

I guess few people can understand this except the speaker.

Qin Yan regretted that she didn't know much and didn't ask. With a sigh, he suddenly took out a needle from his sleeve and some strange paint. The baby's barely distinguishable hip was embroidered with the words "glow" and "face" as big as rice grains, and his bare hands lightly outlined a strange and refined fairy grass, which was purple, which made Xue Qianwu I remembered the original body of the Jiangzhu fairy who hated the sky.

"What is it for stabbing this sign?" Xue Qianwu said curiously.

Qin Yan replied regretfully: "No matter whether I have a sense of identity with this child or not, he is from me after all. In any case, it is necessary to brand the logo of me and the Lang..."

Xue Qianwu understood a little, and Qin Yan regret still recognized the child. In this case, father and son can be buried together. Before she said her idea, Qin Yanhui asked her, "Can you do me a favor?"

"You said..." Xue Qianwu was a little nervous and was afraid that she would explain the afterlife, so he added, "Don't say let me kill you."

Qin Yan smiled regretfully and said, "How can you do this? Can't I alleviate some suffering by myself?"

Xue Qianwu asked, "What's the matter?"

Qin Yan regretted pointing not far away and said, "I'm inconvenient to move. Please dig a grave for me, a short-lived child, and set up a monument engraved with four words 'Zhongshi Unknown'..."

Other Xue Qianwu still vaguely understood that Qin Yan regretfully probably wanted to let him sleep in a ventilated and open place. It's just that the last sentence is difficult to understand. Xue Qianwu asked, "Why should the four words 'Zhong's nameless' be engraved?"

Qin Yan regretted, "Zhong is just equivalent to attaching a surname to him. Nameless, it is the original intention of no name. It is too late to be born normally, and it is too late to choose a name..."

Although Xue Qianwu was half-knowledged, he still did it. I chose the stone cave with animal bones, which is both ventilated and rainproof, and more open. I dug a square tomb. At the same time, I carved four words on the thin animal bone stone and sealed it in the soil as a monument.

Qin Yan regretted holding the baby, bent down and struggled to walk to the high place, gently buried the baby, and then covered it with dirt.

She said to Xue Qianwu, "You probably know it, but in fact, there is nothing to hide. Lang is the brother of the emperor today. In those years, the 'second prince' and 'the virtuous king'. I was the emperor's favorite concubine in the past. Because I was good at playing the piano, I was awarded the title of 'Qin concubine'... Maybe it was a fate. The virtuation between me and the virtuous king and I met at the banquet and fell in love at first sight, but our respective identities were special and were not allowed to love each other. In order to be together, So he eloped out of the palace. The emperor has sent all kinds of killers. Over the years, they have not stopped chasing lang. We are tired of running. On the way to escape, we often fall into danger, but we can never leave. There is no regret all the way to this day. As soon as Lang dies, I will live one more time, which is no different from death, so you don't have to persuade me.

Xue Qianwu's guess was finally implemented. Sighing, it can make the wise and excellent Zhao Xianwang move and lose his reason. Only a beautiful woman like Qin Yan regrets.

Xue Qianwu also knew that if he couldn't be persuaded, he couldn't be persuaded. Perhaps her fate was doomed when she fled with her husband 20 years ago.

After placing the last son, Qin Yanhui returned to the lakeside of Jingjian and looked at her corpse. After a long time, I sighed. He pulled out the long sword and died by the neck.