405 is to go or stay

Hu Lun also wanted to catch up and was stopped by Lang Hao.

He wanted to shout, but his mouth was also covered by Lang Hao.

Hu Lun was angry: "Lang Hao, you...uh... let go of me, bastard! Are your legs white? Why don't you chase your master? OK, have you defected? What's your purpose?"

"The master will come back..."

"Bulls!" Hu Lun jumped and didn't care that Lang Hao was also a nobleman: "If you don't go, the master will fly away. Where can you find it?"

Seeing that he didn't move, he stamped his foot: "You don't go to me!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he was hit hard in the back of the head.

Hu Lun stared and pointed to Lang Hao: "You..."

fainted.

When his body softened, Lang Hao picked up the loyal little eunuch, carried it on his shoulder, looked back at the two, turned around, and left without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left on the snow.

Qian Yumo smiled coldly and said sarcasticly, "Don't you follow? If you miss this time, you may not have a chance.

"Qian Yumo," Luo Wener said with difficulty: "They are not what I found..."

"Is there any difference? Anyway, your wish has come true..."

"Qian Yumo!"

"Don't call this name, Qian Yumo has been crushed under the snowy mountains and died. He died a long time ago! He died eight years ago!" Suddenly, there was a strong tremor in his voice.

How is it possible? If he is dead, how can Wuya have today's wealth and prosperity? If he dies, once the world is announced, do you know what kind of disaster he will bring?

"That's my business. You don't have to worry about it!" After a pause, he smiled and said, "Actually, isn't there a suitable candidate in your heart long ago? He is upright and unparalleled. Not only you, but also them, and everyone, you..."

"No!" Luo Wener took a step forward: "If I did think so before, but now..."

And what she got was just a "hum".

After a pause, when he opened his mouth again, his voice was smooth and clear: "I don't know how many people in the world are lucky enough to meet the merchant Mo Xi and the lord Qian Yumo at the same time. When you are a businessman, you look around the world and become rich; when you are the lord of the country, you are far-sighted and proud of the world. You can fight with justice just to save those in distress; you can also care about everything and never spend useless money. When you face the constraints of your courtiers, you can pretend to be dizzy and fight back secretly; when you face the difficulties of the princes, you can talk and laugh with ease. You can bend and stretch and use your wisdom invisibly. I can't imagine who in the world is more suitable for this position than you. You can even..."

"That's good to say." Qian Yumo applauded twice and turned around, still sarcastic: "These words can be engraved on the stone to be my epitaph. No, let's write it here... blown away by the wind and sun, so as not to make people laugh..."

"Qian Yumo," Luo Wener shouted, "Even if you don't care about your country, your people, Qian Yuhong... If he doesn't have you, he..."

Thinking of his wrist that seemed to have been pulled out of meat, she bit her lip.

"Xiao Jiu..." Qian Yumo's expression showed a trace of melancholy for a long time, smiling: "He doesn't need me anymore..."

Luo Wener couldn't figure out the profound meaning of this "no need" for a moment. She only felt that at this moment, there seemed to be a hole in her heart, a bottomless hole.

"But what about you?" His eyes were suddenly full of tears, and the figure in front of him was soaked in water light, far away and confused: "Your body..."

"So what you are worried about is..." Qian Yumo smiled and looked at her falling snow peak with a cool voice: "Are you afraid that I will die and leave you alone in this ice and snow as a widow, so you informed them to prepare for the future?"

"Qian Yumo!" Luo Wener finally couldn't help roaring.

Qian Yumo shook his head and smiled coldly: "You're right. I won't live long, so... you don't have to worry about me pestering you anymore!"

"Qian Yumo!"

She rushed over and hugged his body that was about to leave.

I don't know whose cold air penetrates directly into the bottom of the heart through the skin.

"Qian Yumo, I won't let you go, I won't let you go..."

He didn't look back. His voice was hoarse, but he was firm: "Then come with me!"

I couldn't hear her response and sneered: "I knew you couldn't bear it!"

"No, I just don't think you should stay here..."

"If you don't stay here, where should you stay? Is there no mercy and no warm palace?" Sneer: "Do you remember how angry you were when you gave Qi a talent to death? I can tell you, how much do you see when this kind of thing happens every day? Qicai, she must die! Not only because she had an affair with others, not only because she broke the palace rules and damaged the reputation of the Wang family, but also because I want you to know that you will live with me in such an environment in the future! Don't you hate it? Haven't you always wanted to leave? Now that there is such an opportunity, why do you want to go back? Why do you want me to listen to you and go back to the place where people don't spit bones?"

"I didn't understand at that time, but later I gradually understood..."

"What do you understand?" Qian Yumo interrupted her mercilessly: "In Liangshi, do you know how those people laugh at me?"

He snorted coldly: "They said that I don't have children. I'm drunk, I'm desolate, and I don't deserve it, so there's a disaster..."

"No, no, I know..."

"What do you know?" Interrupted again: "How many more children can live for those who keep giving birth to children?"

Laughing, extremely sad: "Now, those women are just fighting for favor, and they are the ones who die. But if you have children... can you imagine what they will do? They will also win over the courtiers, the forces of their own country, and participate in the fight. In the end, who will die? It's my bone blood! If I watch them die with my own eyes, I might as well never see them!"

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, so he could only look up to the sky.

There, there are stars and boundless.

"The first king is wise. He doesn't want to see this mess, and..." His eyebrows are gradually sinking: "The family's constraints on the country lord have been deep for a long time. In order to better control the country and gain more power, each generation of national lords will not live for ten years after giving birth to their children..."

What?

"It's not an accident, it's not a bad disease, but they won't let him live for ten years." The stars changed shape in their eyes: "A child is always more controllable than an adult!"

Luo Wener hugged the trembling but still straight body... Is that the reason why he pretended to be dizzy and didn't ask about the court affairs? How did he walk hard for so many years, like walking on thin ice? He is self-bao bao, but in addition to self-bao, how did he secretly display his talents? Everyone laughed at him and was only willing to be a "useless" person?

Why does this man have more heartache every time she approaches him and knows him? Even if she exhausts everything in the world, she can't comfort his heartache?