Chapter 82 The past is like smoke

I only heard Xiuyuan shouting, but An Xu could no longer hear it. I took Xiaoyu's hand to see it thoroughly, but a trace of disappointment flashed on his face, and a little regret flashed in An Xu's eyes. Yes! It was An Xu, an irrelevant person who died. Why did he think it was not Xiuyuan who died? Because that person is the king who presided over the State of Wu.

I don't know what deep hatred Xiaoyu has with Xiuyuan. Just simple jealousy will never have any room for a turnaround. Maybe it is to protect me, but I can't ask how it is. I just stared at somewhere without focus.

His eyes were full of the remnants of An Xu's death. With a trace of satisfaction, he was relieved to see that his monarch was fine. He was at ease, just for the life that might have ended long ago. Why is it worthless? This is too stupid, especially for such a person.

Although I don't remember Xiuyuan, my subconscious hatred of this person must have penetrated into my bones. Maybe the cold lips in the dream, or the madness in my eyes that day, I can't like this person. Is it the thinness of a man with thin lips? What about Xiaoyu? His lips are also thin, isn't he also affectionate? I suddenly thought of a possibility...

Xiaoyu felt my eyes and looked at me and said, "What's wrong?"

"How did the demon race perish?"

"Well... this matter is over, and I just want to spend the rest of my life now." He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, with an unconcealed hatred in his eyes. The light bursting at that moment could not cover the anger between his eyes. As he said, he would rather find a way to revenge than Andu.

"Is that why the killer pavilion was established?"

He suddenly turned cold and put his hateful eyes on me and said, "Little future, do you know how stressful I am? I'm the only one left in the demon clan!" The corners of the eyes were slightly raised, and the little redness jumped quickly.

"But when will the injustice be reprisaled!" I hugged Xiaoyu tightly and wanted my body to warm him, but it was useless. His body revealed a chill from the bottom of his heart. 130 years, what a long life this will be! Although I persuaded him like this, I felt a sense of powerlessness, not to mention Xiaoyu?

Xiaoyu sighed rarely when she heard the words and hugged me hard.

A large area of the scenery in front of us passed by and was left far behind. The green spreads one by one, as if there is no end. Xiaoyu seemed to fly forward slowly without any fatigue. What was strange was that I couldn't feel any chill at this time.

"Where is the next stop?" I put my face close to his chest, and a clear heartbeat came from it, which made me feel that the person in front of me was still alive, not a body.

Xiaoyu looked around and said lightly, "Rongcheng."

Rongcheng? This is a completely strange place for me. Xuancheng is the place that goes to the center of the State of Wu. I always feel that Xiaoyu's move is to bypass the State of Yue and enter the State of Shu by passing through the border cities of the State of Wu and the State of Zhao. Although this method is far away, it can only be so that it does not officially enter Vietnam.

Suddenly I remembered that Xiuyuan once said that Sun Junyu, the chief of Yue, was my husband... Is Xiao Mufeng my son? And I am the body of the former queen in their mouth? Such an idea is really horrible. Haven't I never left Kunlun Mountain?

No! I am 19 years old this year. I was 16 years old when I went to Kunlun Mountain, that is, I lost my memory of three years. These three years are enough to change many things and only make a lot of things happen. I was shocked. Is the dream I had in the morning true?

I quickly pulled the corners of Xiaoyu's clothes, and he looked at me doubtfully. Xiaoyu, did I really marry Changsun Junyu? Is Mu Feng my child? Am I the deceased queen in their mouth?

Xiaoyu's face darkened when she heard the words. She turned away from her face and focused on flying forward. She said, "You think too much."

I smiled sadly. If only I had thought too much. But Xiaoyu, didn't you say that I'm Lanxin? Aren't you admitting that in disguise? Sure enough, Xiaoyu's face turned pale and subconsciously glanced at me and felt that my eyes had changed. He said gently, "Even if this is true, can you come back to him?"

I was stunned and then blurted out, "If it's true, I will definitely ask him."

"What did you ask him? Is it to ask him why he doesn't love you? Or why did he give up on you? He suddenly stopped and let us settle down in this boundless virgin forest.

"Why doesn't he love me? Give up on me?" I suddenly felt at a loss, because I had completely forgotten that person, so what should I ask?

Xiaoyu looked at me coldly and said, "Let me answer for him."

"You?" I looked at him suspiciously.

Xiaoyu smiled faintly and said, "Don't forget that the person who knows a person best is not himself or the closest person, but his opponent. My relationship with the Lord of Vietnam is not only rivals but also rivals, and it is all about life and death. So how can I allow my opponent to have something I don't know?"

I smiled helplessly and motioned Xiaoyu to continue. He picked up a dead grass and put it on his mouth and bit it gently. He looked at the two snuggled birds on the towering tree not far away and said lightly, "A hundred years ago, he gave his beloved woman to his opponent in order to unify the world..." He paused and said, "Let's replace his opponent with Wu Jun!"

The story Xiaoyu told me is roughly the same as the story Jun Yu told me in order to deprive me of my sympathy, but I had forgotten those at that time, so I was very surprised by the past. I smiled when I heard that Junyu had devoted all his glory to finding the woman. Xiaoyu looked at me doubtfully, and her eyes were deep and bottomless.

"People! It's always like this. When you have it, you don't realize how important it is. Only when you lose it can you cherish it. You said that he sent her away, why did he subvert the world and get her back? Do you know that she is still willing to go back at this time? How hurt her heart should be!"

"What if you are her?"

"Xiaoyu asked me the same question again. At that time, Yue's eyes only saw the world, and she was always just a pawn. This was destined to be made by himself, and it was destined for her to be exhausted because of her. So if I am her, I won't look back. If I can, I will run out and get rid of them when there are few people..."

"But you didn't think so at that time. How good would it be if I met you first?" Xiaoyu turned her head and looked at me firmly, and suddenly said like this.

"Ha ha, so I'm not her, because I won't love such a wound." I shook my head and denied that I never thought I would become like that, just for a man.

Xiao Yu came over and grabbed my waist, stopped talking, and walked all the way forward.

It was already evening when we arrived in Rongcheng, and the sun was setting in the sky. Such weather often predicts excellent weather tomorrow, but there may be a light rain tonight to wet the arid land.

Tomorrow's spring grass is greener and the flowers are more red, and I am closer to that lost memory. Xiaoyu said that I may not even have the courage to live after knowing it, but I will have to face it one day. This is my buffer period.

Time may make the wound heal slowly, but it will leave an eternal scar.

Sometimes I know that I will be hurt, but I still insist on it just to find the final answer.

There are too many fans on Xiaoyu's body, and his body is always covered with a layer of mist. Even if I am so close to him, I still can't get rid of the seemingly thin but tough fog, so no matter how much I love him, I still can't enter his world and can only wander at the entrance.

At that time, I never thought that I would leave by mistake after touching the edge of the bottom line of Jun Yu's heart. This may be fate. They have created one by one. If each of them finds a way to solve it, it may hurt both sides, but they are willing.

Xiaoyu seemed to be very tired. After we entered the yard of the Killer Pavilion, he left to rest and let me move by myself. I really don't feel sleepy at all.

Each branch of the Killer Pavilion is very quiet. I think this is more in line with their identity. Usually, no one can be seen in the room, and only occasionally meet a small number of people at night. They are like dark elves walking around at night. Everyone is so evil and full of blood on their hands.

The moon is very big and round tonight. I chose a place in the corridor to sit down and look up at the moon with my chin. What flew in my mind was the scene of Anxu's death today, and there was no regret in his eyes, but a trace of satisfaction. Maybe he subconsciously hopes to protect Xiuyuan and die like this, and that person will also miss his good. But isn't this kind of protection meaningless?

The corrosion dispersion is really powerful, which corrodes the clothing material in an instant, and the human skin is also vulnerable under it. Suddenly, I felt a little sad and wanted to cry for no reason. Even if I don't remember the past, will I still be lonely and sad?

The moon night is deep, and the whole world is silent. Only the sound of breathing is heard, like a sigh of the elderly, mixed with too many vicissitudes and memories.

Xu was really too quiet, and maybe there were no secrets to hide in the killer's cabinet. Suddenly, there was a voice from afar. At first, I didn't care. I wanted to leave. After all, it was very immoral to listen to people whisper, but the people mentioned in their words made me couldn't help stopping.

The woman said, "The girl brought back from the seat is actually the former queen of Yue..." The voice was an unconcealed exclamation.

The male voice didn't seem to be able to stand the woman's gossip, and only answered faintly, "You'd better care less about the things on the seat."

The woman laughed coquettly and said, "I know, but I can't figure out that there are many people above her in our cabinet. Why do we like her here? The most unbearable thing is that she is still someone else's wife. The woman is a little indignant.

I smiled bitterly in my heart. Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, do you know how many problems I will bring to myself if you like it? I'm really the queen of Junyu, the queen who should have died among the outsiders, because a little vermilion on the jade pendant saved me, but when I know the truth, I will also die.

The mottled tears slipped down the corners of my eyes. In fact, I had already guessed that I didn't want to face the reality, just because it was too hurtful.

"Who is it?"