Chapter 122 Transfer the Tiger to the Mountain

"Sister, I'm here to see you today. I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. If you want to see each other again in the future, I'm afraid it's impossible!" Zhen Xing said, and her tears were like beads with broken threads, dripping down.

Mrs. Liu listened to her words, and her eyes were also a little wet. He squeezed his fingers so that he didn't let himself cry.

Mrs. Liu swallowed a breath and suppressed her sad mood. Then, she came over and took Zhen Xing's hand. Zhen Xing looked up and saw Mrs. Liu's eyes red like a rabbit.

"Zhen Xing, don't talk about it. You can't live in your mother's house for the rest of your life!" Mrs. Liu said.

How powerless is this sentence? Even Mrs. Liu herself realized that this sentence was no different from nonsense. She could hear from Zhenxing's tone that Zhenxing was not willing to leave. Just like she said, we want to meet each other, but I'm afraid it will be the next life.

Zhen Xing took a deep breath and took Mrs. Liu's hand. He lowered his eyes and whispered to Mrs. Liu, "Sister Mei, thanks to your care over the years..."

"Good girl, don't say it, don't say it..." Mrs. Liu said, and tears rolled down.

Zhen Xing and Mrs. Liu cried to each other. They all know that if they say goodbye today, they can't see each other in their lives. The two people cried faintly, as if they were the resentment of the female ghost at night.

This news is too sudden for Mrs. Liu. It's like the sudden death of the people around her, which made her unable to accept it.

As soon as Zhen Xing left her house, Mrs. Liu's heart couldn't stand it. Lying ** "Ouch" for half a night, Boss Liu, who had always fallen asleep with a pillow, was shocked and hurriedly invited the doctor to see a doctor.

The servants of the Liu family drove the carriage to send Zhenxing home. Zhenxing stood at the door of her house for a minute before pushing the door in. How many times has she come in and out of this ordinary and ordinary gate? In the future, she probably doesn't have a chance to open this door.

In this door, she has accumulated her love and dreams.

Now that she wakes up, it's time for her to go. Go back to her original position and be the person who was not her. Her life is like a play. She is the famous actress on the stage, interpreting the meaning of joys and sorrows with her life.

It's so quiet this night. Zhen Xing pushed open the door, and with a squeak, it was cold to her heart.

Zhen Xing turned around and closed the door, leaning tightly against the door. It's so cold. In this May night, it was soaked in the cool breeze, through the piercing coldness.

Zhen Xing took a deep breath, raised her legs through the moon door and walked into the small yard. It was getting late, and the light was on in Qi Boxong's room. Since yesterday, Qi Boxong has returned to his room. He is probably also sad, hey...

Zhen Xing looked at Qi Boxong's room and walked slowly to her room. Suddenly, with a "squeak", the door of Qi Boxong's room opened.

Zhenxing turned her head and couldn't help frowning.

"Sister, are you back?" Xiaorou asked with a proud face.

"What are you doing here?" Zhen Xing asked coldly.

"In the future, Xiaorou will serve her husband with her sister. If she doesn't come back here, where will Xiaorou live?" Xiaorou's eyes emitted a light of raising her eyebrows in an instant.

Zhen Xing sneered. She finally understood what it was.

Of course, we can't ask everyone to have the ideal ambition of governing the country and the world. People like Xiaorou are no longer a few people who only want to be concubines for others.

"Okay, since you are serving your husband, you can burn foot washing water for your husband. Don't forget to burn mine by the way. One day in this family, I am the hostess of this family. It's not the vix's turn to be wild in this house!" Zhen Xing said with a sneer. She turned her head and didn't look at Xiaorou, but at the door of the master bedroom.

Xiaorou smiled and pointed to Zhen Xing and said, "My sister is really serious. Since my sister is more serious, Xiaorou might as well ask a few words. Sister, don't you know that a wife is not as good as a concubine? The person who will be favored in the future is Xiaorou, not her sister.

Zhen Xing slowly turned her head and smiled indifferently. Xiaorou looked at Zhen Xing's calmness, but gradually put away her smile.

"Believe it or not, I'll sell you to the kiln? Qi Bosong is still listening to me. It's not too late for me to sell you to the kiln now!" Zhen Xing said with a smile.

Xiaorou's face immediately changed color. She widened her eyes and stared at Zhen Xing angrily.

Zhen Xing said with a proud smile, "Silly girl, you are so stupid. I never thought that there would be a fool like you in the world! Have you passed the door now? Why are you showing off in front of me? I still have your deed of sale in my hand! Who wins and loses, let's wait and see. I'll call someone to come tomorrow and sell you to the secret door. I see, where are you going to be proud?"

"You! Don't bully people too much! Now that you are on top of me, one day, I will get it back!" Xiaorou said angrily.

Zhen Xing laughed out. I'm afraid you won't have a chance in your life. Zhen Xing said psychologically that she hated this dead woman in her heart.

With a creak, the door of the master bedroom opened. Qi Boxong saw Zhen Xing and Xiao Rou quarreling, and Zhen Xing turned her head and saw Qi Boxong. Qi Boxong seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, listless.

"Zhen Xing, are you back? I have something to say to you." Qi Bosong said.

Xiaorou's face suddenly changed, and it turned into the touching smile of the past. She looked at Qi Bosong affectionately. Who knew, Qi Bosong didn't look at her.

Zhen Xing squeezed a word "hum" from her nose, timid her shoulders, and threw a white eye to Xiaorou.

She walked to the master bedroom without saying a word. When she turned around and closed the door, she thought for a moment and felt that she had no need to continue to be angry with Xiaorou at this time. There is really no need. In her world, that woman has become history.

As soon as Zhen Xing closed the door, Qi Boxong hugged her from behind.

"Don't go." Qi Boxong's head leaned on Zhen Xing's hair. When Zhen Xing heard this, the tears that had stopped not long ago fell down again.

"Don't go." Qi Bosong said again.

Zhen Xing came out with a wry smile.

Whether to go or not, it is no longer up to her to decide.

"Forget it, it's all over. You have a good life with Xiaorou. You see, your career is also good now, and you have earned enough money to spend. You have a house and a field. In the future, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. It's a good day like this." Zhen Xing said quietly.

Qi Bosong took a deep breath and whispered, "Why do you still misunderstand me?"

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it. Your future is not what I want to care about. As for me, whether I live or die, it is not what you should care about. We are the lonely souls in two worlds..." Zhen Xing said here and couldn't go on.

On the night of May, the wind blew gently. Listening to the gentle wind, both of them remembered the days when they had helped each other in the past few years.

If not, if not without the appearance of Xiaorou. Zhen Xing will definitely not leave. Qi Boxong thought to himself.

Yes, Xiaorou is a fuse. If it hadn't been for Xiaorou, Zhen Xing would have agreed to elope with him. Instead of waiting and waiting to be slaughtered like now!

Qi Bosong breathed in pain. Every time he took a breath, his heart was like a steel needle inserted into countless pieces. The little pain gathered together and became an boundless pain. I can't wave it, I can't wipe it off, and I can't shout out. I can only put up with it by myself.

bear it.

How long can you stand it? As soon as she left, she would never come back. He and she know this very well in their hearts, so this parting is equivalent to death.

Only on the Naihe Bridge will he meet her again.

So, at this time, any language is meaningless. He can't keep her. He knows that she is regretting now. I'm afraid it's too late!

Suddenly, Qi Bosong was shocked. He woke him up for a moment, and he listened to the wind with his ears sideways. In the sound of the wind, there seemed to be an ominous voice.

Qi Bosong immediately took out the protective dagger and stuffed it into Zhen Xing's chest. Quickly picked up the sword on the table and said, "Don't come out!" Qi Boxong said to Zhen Xing.

Qi Bosong opened a door and pulled his sword out of his sheath. On this cold night, the sword in his hand emitted bursts of cold light. It seems that even the sword realized something.

"Which hero is he? Dedication!" Qi Bosong looked around and said.

Qi Boxong's hand held the hilt of the sword tightly. He kept looking around, and his throat knot kept turning up and down. On this night, his heartbeat also accelerated.

Qibosong is rarely so nervous. What on earth did he hear?

"Meow" followed the cat's cry. In the strong night, the big cat came out. As he looked at Qi Bosong, he shouted.

is a little tiger.

Qi Bosong relaxed his vigilance. It turned out that he had misheard. The slight footsteps just now turned out to be this annoying little tiger.

Qi Bosong took a deep breath. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and stared at the little tiger's face. The little tiger's cat face is no different from the usual cat face. Hairy, round, a pair of big eyes will emit a faint green light in the dark.

Xiaohu always has a lazy smile on his face, which is his unique expression. Probably Zhen Xing raised it lazily. No matter when and where, it always half squinted.

But why is today's little tiger different from usual? A pair of cat's big eyes opened into two small lanterns, and even the expression on its face was particularly serious. Its "meow" sound is not lazy, but with a worried cry!

"It's not good!" Qi Bosong was shocked!

With a "whisper", a sword behind him went straight to his back!