Hang up Mr. Yun's phone.

Gu Xixi fell into Yin Sichen's embrace and started crying happily.

Yin Sichen hugged Gu Xixi's waist and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the top of Gu Xixi's head, so that she could cry happily.

Gu Xixi himself didn't know why he could cry so much, he always felt an inexplicable grief and unwillingness in his chest.

Obviously there is nothing worth making yourself so sad, right?

He had already escaped from Gu's house with Jian Xiao, and he had also clarified each other's feelings with Yin Sichen.

Why is the feeling in my heart still so depressed?

Yin Sichen lowered his head and gently kissed Gu Xixi's forehead, but the corners of his narrow eyes were sharply provoked, looking provocatively at the painting on the west wall.

Yun Zixiao!

Is there really such a mysterious thing in this world?

Gu Xixi was crying in Yin Sichen's arms and gradually fell asleep.

Yin Sichen saw that Gu Xixi was still asleep while holding her waist, couldn't help but laugh, and cautiously hugged Gu Xixi and walked out, covering her with her own clothes at the door, and let her Basking in the sun, sleep peacefully.

There were tear marks on Gu Xixi's cheeks, shining with a different kind of luster in the sun.

Yin Sichen flicked Gu Xixi's cheek with his fingers, his eyelashes were distinct, as dense and delicate as a fan.

It turns out that his little mole was so weak when he cried and fell asleep...

Different from Yin Sichen's quiet and peaceful, Gu Xixi dreamed of the woman who used to live arbitrarily on the battlefield, the spear directed, and invincible.

At that moment, he seemed to be her.

Living in the age full of passion and surging as her.

From being mischievous when he was a child, to a young girl, he fell in love with a man who was full of evils and martial arts.

Before I could join hands with him, the war began.

The murderer who led the Qing soldiers into the pass and traveled all over the rivers and mountains of the Ming Dynasty even kept saying that he was in love with himself.

It's ridiculous!

What kind of love is talked about by enemies who are not at odds with each other?

His love had long been given to the man who was born with evil spirits.

That prince is indeed a good way to know that his beloved man is a famous scholar who wrote a history book and a young general of a resistance organization.

The prince slaughtered his whole family, and he escaped from the flames alone, his whereabouts unknown.

From that moment on, his love died with that man. I just want to avenge him!

He organized the remaining soldiers and gathered countless local armed forces, entangled with tens of thousands of soldiers, and continued to fight together to the death.

That **** prince set a trap for himself and moved the tiger away from the mountain.

I listened to the slander, believed that the man I loved was not dead, and searched for him as soon as I got hot. Unexpectedly, his soldiers mistakenly thought they had been taken away, and were caught in the trap of the prince in order to save themselves.

The prince threatened with the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, what else can he do other than compromise?

Those soldiers believed in themselves so much and gave their wealth and life to themselves. How could they fail their trust?

In desperation, he could only agree to the request of the prince, put down his weapons and led the crowd to surrender, and unloaded his armor, so that he would not fight again in his life.

On the day I got married, the Shili Long Street was full of my own soldiers.

Listening to the soldiers' tears, their hearts were cut.

Suddenly a horse rushed over from the crowd.

he came!

"Zi Xiao, don't marry him, follow me!" The man returned.

But it's too late, everything is...too late...

He smiled and shook his head, slowly turned his body, took out the token of love he had given him from his pocket, and handed it back to him.

In this life and this life, I and you are separated from each other.

After today, I am Fujin from the Qing Dynasty.

After today, you are a citizen of the Qing Dynasty.

That’s all I can do for you.

Don't live up to my sacrifice.

If my sacrifice can be exchanged for your safety, can be exchanged for the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, and can be exchanged for the 100-year foundation of the Yun family not to be destroyed!

Sacrifice me alone, so what?

The red face and bones, after all, is just a passing moment.

It's ridiculous to pity me Yun Zixiao, after all, I still have to rely on this face to save all of you.

He turned and left, and his desperate voice came from behind: "Zi Xiao, I will live up to you in this life, I will find you in the next life! Zi Xiao, when you are reincarnated, it will be the day I will find you! Zi Xiao, listen carefully. In the next life, I will be good to you all my life!! In the next life, even if you go to the poor and fall to the yellow spring, I will let you be my woman! In the next life, we will never miss each other again in the next life!"

He closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slowly fell.

A smile of relief appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he replied softly: "Okay, I will wait for you to find me in the next life and the next life! If you can find me, I will marry you as my wife."

After saying this, he flew on his horse in stride, swung the horse whip in his hand vigorously, the sound of horse hooves, and ruined all his concerns, obsessions, and beliefs in this life.

An exclamation came from behind: "General Qi!"

I didn't look back, I didn't dare to look back.

I'm afraid I can't control it, I want to go with him...

The next day, I only knew that he stabbed his heart with a knife after he left.

He used his blood to pave the way for his marriage.

In the next life, I will wait for you.

Several years have passed.

He was already angrily lying in front of the sick bed.

The man who had forcibly married himself asked himself with red eyes: "Zi Xiao, I have never lost you in my life. Even though you have never given birth to me a son and a half, I still have not married Fukujin. I am today. I just want to ask you a word, have you ever loved me?"

I raised my eyes and looked at the man in front of me, his pale blue eyes were filled with deep pain and depression.

Yes, he should have been depressed in pain for a long time, right?

He would actually ask such a question.

How should I answer?

Married to him, he was really good to himself.

Beautiful clothes and jade food, luxurious halls and infinite scenery.

As a prince, besides himself, there are no other concubines and concubines.

It stands to reason, should one feel happy?

But why do I still feel unwilling?

He sighed leisurely and replied softly: "I may not be able to answer you in this life. Why, in the next life, I will answer this question for you."

"Zi Xiao!" As soon as the prince grasped his finger, his lips trembled, but he didn't say anything.

"Master, I should go. In this life, I have many, many regrets, I hope that in the next life, I can make up for these regrets. In this life, thank you." After I said this, my eyes closed lightly and I just left. Ended a short life.

Yin Sichen felt the person in his arms move, and quickly looked down at it.

Gu Xixi slowly opened his eyes, but crying harder.

"What's the matter?" Yin Sichen distressedly wiped away the tears for Gu Xixi: "Why are you still crying?"

"Si Chen, I dreamed of her. In the dream, I am Yun Zixiao, and I have spent her life. I finally know why she guards Yuanshan Village, because the man she loves is from Yuanshan Village. "Gu Xixi couldn't cry herself: "They are guarding each other. The man guards the Yun family, and she guards Yuanshan Village."

Yun Zixiao, she has won the love of two men all her life.

One died for her, the other was wounded for her.

Of the three of them, none of them was a winner, all of them lost.

Yin Sichen turned his head and glanced at the portrait hanging on the wall. I don't know why, Yin Sichen also saw the sadness of the woman on the painting.

It's weird...feeling.

Gu Xixi told Yin Sichen about his life in the dream, and the two chatted for a long, long time in a weird mood...

After Gu Xixi calmed down, Yin Sichen turned over the wall and left in Gu Xixi's sight, but Gu Xixi slowly knocked on the door.

The people guarding outside were obviously a little anxious.

When Gu Xixi walked out of the ancestral shrine, the people outside were stunned.

A touch of heroic spirit came out from the bottom of Gu Xixi's eyes. This was a temperament that Gu Xixi had never had before.

The people in the village are almost stunned...

How could this be? ?

Why do they have the feeling that the person in the painting comes out of it?

This feeling is simply too weird!

It's just creepy!

Gu Xixi was immersed in the dream of Yun Zixiao, and did not notice the strange looks of other people, and said softly, "Where is my assistant? I'm a little tired. I'm going back first."

"Yes." The person in charge of guarding the ancestral shrine did not disobey, and subconsciously sent Gu Xixi away respectfully and respectfully.

After Gu Xixi left, the talent couldn't help but mutter to himself: "It's a hell! Why do I feel that the former princess of the Yun family has resurrected?"

The evening arrived soon.

After Gu Xixi recovered completely, she was dragged onto the square by Murona.

At this time, the entire square has been filled with the aroma of barbecue.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Mu Ruona exclaimed happily, "I like grilling meat the most! Xixi, are you happy! Our purpose is to relax, why are you so serious? Hey, I’m not in the company now, why are you so serious!"

Gu Xixi shook his head helplessly and said, "I have served you! By the way, I heard that Shang Ke is here too? When will he arrive?"

The smile on Mu Ruona's face instantly froze, and she said, "Could you not mention him! Tonight I plan to see if there are any handsome little guys at the bonfire party, and take it home directly! If he comes Now, isn’t my plan going bad?"

Gu Xixi crossed Mu Ruona, saw a man with a pale face, and couldn't help saying: "You hate your boss so much?"

"What a joke! That guy can't marry a wife by himself, so he delays me finding someone every day! I'm twenty-five years old, and I don't want to be an old maiden! Huh? Xixi, what's wrong with your eyes? Are you cramping? "Mu Ruona couldn't help but ask when she saw Gu Xixi winking at herself.

Gu Xixi hadn't answered yet, but a familiar voice came from behind: "Really? It seems that I am indulging you too much."