The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 724 Goodbye
In the jungle.

Xue Zhao untied the reins and led the two horses to the river to drink water, looking into the distance from time to time.

In the distance, Yan Sanhe stood with his hands behind his back.

She had been standing here motionless for an hour, the thick night darkness blending in with her figure.

"She gave birth to a child for the prince, a baby girl."

"I have a child under my knees, and I want to protect her forever, but things are unpredictable. If one day I can't protect her, please do it for me."

"Zhao Fox wants to sleep as soon as he hears the sound of my piano. I guess his daughter also has the same character."

"I have the courage to fight to the death, but I can't bear to hear you say "no" because this child is too important to me."

"Zhao Fox also has a quirk that many people don't know about. He doesn't eat mushrooms. He feels like vomiting when he smells mushrooms."

"There is no thanks for this. If there is any thanks, it must be under the Nine Springs. When you and I meet, I will kneel down and bow to you.

"If the baby girl is still alive, she should have it this year."

and so!
Yan Sanhe shouted heartbreakingly in his heart——

That!indivual!female!infant!At once!yes!I!
I!At once!yes!That!indivual!female!infant!
So!

The real reason why 180 members of the Zheng family were wiped out was to harbor the orphan of the late prince.

While Yan Sanhe felt the piercing pain in his heart, his mind was unusually clear. Many things that he had not been able to understand before now had answers one by one.

——Dong Chengfeng tied her up, but he never expected to see the shadow of his old friend on her face.

——He peeked into her embroidery bag, saw the jade pendant, and became more and more suspicious.

——To confirm, he played her a song "Mountains and Flowing Waters", and she fell asleep as she wished.

——In order to prevent the King of Han from finding out, he smashed her head with a barrel and trapped her in the inner house.

——Lu Shi asked her over and over again how old she was and where she was from, because he also saw a hint of an old friend in this face.

——Shen Duruo originally promised the two elders of the Shen family to work for King Zhao, but the reason why he didn't do anything was that she was pregnant with his child!
——The reason why the crows in the underworld are afraid of her is because she is the flesh and blood of the former prince.

——On the top of the east platform, the reason why the old monk couldn't bear her kneeling down and worshiping her was because she had the blood of the royal family flowing in her body.

Under the moonlight, Yan Sanhe slowly turned around and looked at Dong Chengfeng with eyes as cold as ice.

"Why did she give birth to me?"

Dong Chengfeng was startled by her question.

"Does she know that many people have died because of my existence? Why should they die for me? Why?"

She shouted at the top of her lungs into the night.

"Isn't she only interested in treating patients and saving people? Why does she want to hang out with Zhao Rong and Si? Why did she give birth to me?"

Dong Chengfeng looked at the uncontrollable expression on the child's face. He suddenly remembered that many years ago, Shen Duruo grabbed his front shirt after drinking and shouted:

"Why do they plot against me one by one? Am I that easy to bully?"

"Yan Sanhe, who died for you?" Dong Chengfeng asked softly.

"All 180 members of the Zheng family died because of me."

In the darkness, the expression on Yan Sanhe's face was blurred, but his shoulders were still shaking. Dong Chengfeng sighed and closed his eyes gently.

They actually sent her to the Zheng family!
Yan Sanhe looked at Dong Chengfeng's expression and immediately knew that he knew about it, so he decisively stepped forward and asked:
"How did I survive?"

"..."

Unable to wait for an answer, she took another step forward and frowned even more.

"What's my real name?"

"..."

"Why did you send me to Zheng's house?"

"..."

Dong Chengfeng looked at these aggressive eyes and said calmly: "It's not my place to tell you this."

He took out a yellowed book from his arms and said, "Let her tell you personally."

she?
Shen Duruo?
Dong Chengfeng showed a little happiness on his face and thrust the booklet into her hand, "I thought I would stay with me forever, but now I can finally throw it away."

The profound meaning in these words surprised Yan Sanhe, "Are you trying to..."

"Now that the story is over, what's the point of following me?"

"Why is it just finished?"

Yan Sanhe stretched out his hand to block his way.

"You haven't said what happened after you reunited with her? You haven't said why you went to the King of Han? You haven't said yet whether the King of Han's rebellion was because of you..."

"None of that matter."

Dong Chengfeng crossed his chest with his hands and looked lazy, "I've already told you the important things." Yan Sanhe couldn't believe his ears.

"Girl."

Dong Chengfeng lowered his head and looked at her deeply.

"You are the first person to know that I have an unreasonable desire for her. You have listened to the nonsense all the way. You have held these words in your heart for too long. You always want to find someone to talk to. If you don't say anything, you will have to be taken to the coffin. It’s in.”

Yan Sanhe: "She doesn't know you..."

"I didn't know it until my death. I told her that it was Zhao Huhu's advice, and she believed it."

Dong Chengfeng looked up at the night: "The stories behind are all their stories. Only the stories I tell belong to me."

The story that truly belongs to me, Dong Chengfeng.

I am the protagonist in this story, my birth, my past, my experiences, my arrogance, and my joys and sorrows.

On the stage, there are not only scholars and young ladies, but also one or two small figures and small characters. They also want the theatergoers to look at them.

Even if it's just a glance.

Dong Chengfeng pointed to the booklet in her hand.

"Everything you want to know is in it; the real culprit in the witchcraft case is also in it. Shen Duruo's needlework... forget it, you will know it later."

Yan Sanhe was anxious: "Forget it, Dong Chengfeng..."

"No matter how old you are, in terms of seniority, you should call me Uncle Chengfeng."

He patted her head and rubbed it gently.

"By the way, when you solve your inner demons later, tell Zhao Huhu that I, Dong Chengfeng, have been unlucky for eight lifetimes before I met him."

Yan Sanhe was completely at a loss.

She had not yet recovered from the shock of her true identity, but she was faced with parting ways with this person.

At this time, Dong Chengfeng had strode to the carriage, picked up the piano, and strode back to the river. With a strong shake of his long arm, the piano fell into the water with a "dong" sound.

Dong Chengfeng walked up to Yan Sanhe without even looking at him, swinging his arms.

"Put out your hand."

Yan Sanhe stretched out her hand in confusion, and a copper key fell on her palm.

"There is a house at the end of the road where you knocked me unconscious. There are five packages under the bed in the second yard of the house."

Dong Chengfeng: "You have time, go take a look."

Yan Sanhe asked dully, "What is it?"

Dong Chengfeng smiled and said, "You'll know it when you see it."

Yan Sanhe grabbed the key with one hand and Dong Chengfeng's sleeve with the other: "Where are you going next?"

"Go back to the grassland, drink from a big bowl, and eat meat. If you are lucky, you will meet a woman who is attractive to you, marry her home, warm your bed, and have one or two cubs."

After Dong Chengfeng laughed, he stretched out his hand and nodded at Yan Sanhe.

"It would be great if you looked like her. Maybe I would accompany you for a while, but it's a pity..."

He tied the baggage on his back, and Yan Sanhe was so anxious that he almost shed tears.

At this moment, she finally understood why he made his past relationship so clear and made her remember it word by word.

Because no one will tell her story or his story.

"Don't you regret it?"

I have wasted half my life.

Yan Sanhe grabbed his front shirt regardless.

"Sorry shit!"

Dong Chengfeng looked at the hands on his chest and was really surprised. These hands actually looked like hers, long and thin with distinct joints.

"Girl, some women are so outstanding that they are not even worthy of the emperor."

He smiled and said: "Young confidant, who will listen to my broken string? I, Dong Chengfeng, have accumulated so many blessings in my previous life. Damn it, damn it, damn it, I will only meet her in this life!"

He gently pulled her hand away and turned away.

What was sent with Ye Feng were his last words for Yan Sanhe——

"Girl, be careful and stay alive, we will never see you again!"

Yan Sanhe looked at his back, tears rolling down his face!

Fuyang is approaching fiercely. I am burning and coughing so much that I am feeling dizzy. The fever has just subsided today. Thank you for waiting!

(End of this chapter)