Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 379 – The wind and snow are faint, and the north wind turns white

Although she was also very curious about the records about the rift in time and space, but seeing Sikong Que's distressed appearance, she let go of all her curiosity. Doesn't this silly man know that if he really leaves, he won't say goodbye?

"Light brow!"

"My love, let's stop making trouble, shall we?"

"As long as you don't hide from me, don't leave me, I... I can choose not to love you anymore, okay? As long as you let me stay by your side, just watch you silently, I can hide in the corner, as long as you do not leave me."

"I don't need to love you, I will try to gradually keep a distance from you until we have no relationship at all, okay?"

She never thought that Sikong Que would love so carefully, so humbly, and her heart ached. She stretched out her fingertips and stroked Sikong Que's downcast eyes. Her fingertips touched a piece of suffocating damp heat, which was his. tears.

"Three years, will you give me three years?"

"We owe Qin Yin this!"

"I'm sorry, I never thought I'd be such a flirtatious woman."

She put Sikong Que's palm on her heart, and looked at the man who loved her like his life with some guilt.

"You will live here forever, but please forgive me. I still have a place in my heart that belongs to Qin Yin. No one can replace it, just like no one can replace yours."

"I know, don't say three years, I'm willing to wait for you three lives and three lives, I know I'm sorry for Qin Yin"

At this time, Sikong Que was already too excited to speak, and could only cry on Li Qingmei's shoulder with joy. In her lifetime, she finally forgave herself!

But besides being happy, a question suddenly came to mind, what if Qin Yin came back three years later?
Although the chance of him coming back is almost zero, what should he do if there is such a day?
what to do?The only way is to return Li Qingmei to Qin Yin. He knows her too well. If he feels guilty towards Qin Yin, even if she stays with him, she will still not get real happiness and relief. If so , it is better to let go.

At least two of the three people are truly happy together.
If there is such a day in the future, he will find Zhou Jiangmiao to match a Wangqing Pill, and choose to forget her, not because he regrets the past when he met and fell in love with her, but because he cannot face the ending without her.

Forgetting is the last love he can give Li Qingmei, and also the most helpless and poignant love
"Queen Mother, the ancestor of our Huyan clan may still be alive, but returned to the space you mentioned, because what is buried in her mausoleum is the tomb of the ancestor's clothes."

"This old man wants to take the rest of the tribe through time and space to find our ancestors. Maybe the power of your space can cure the chronic illness of our Huyan clan."

"Old Wang, do what you want to do, and don't put such a heavy psychological burden on yourself, the decline of the Huyan clan is not your fault."

"I promise you that in this life, I will give the Huyan family the greatest help as Huyan Qingmei. Although those people may not be the true blood of your Huyan family, there is no difference between the millennia, so why bother to stick to thick blood?" On the point of water."

"The Huyan clan, it's time to really accept new blood!"

Huyan Wangzhen heaved a sigh of relief, the heritage of the thousand-year-old family has long been exhausted by the family's stubborn illness, and now there are only a handful of real blood of the Huyan family.

If Huyan's famous surname is not allowed to fall into the past and become a memory of the past, then he can only accept the existence of the collateral descendants of the Huyan clan and admit that they also belong to the blood of the Huyan clan, such as Huyan Qingmei.

"Empress Dowager, I entrust the children of the Huyan clan to you. I will take the rest of the tribe to find the footprints of the ancestors. Thank you! Messenger! The Huyan clan will always be your most loyal and pious servants!"

"Old Wang, you are serious. Just let me take care of her blood for my fellow countrymen. Don't worry, with me around one day, the Huyan clan will not be allowed to decline!"

King Huyan bowed deeply to Li Qingmei three times. This is the highest etiquette for the Huyan clan to pay homage to the patriarch. From this moment on, Li Qingmei will succeed the Huyan clan as the patriarch.

After solving the problems left over from the history of the Huyan clan, Li Qingmei and Sikong Que began to plan again on the issue of persuading Huyan to surrender mercilessly.

Huyan's ruthless and beloved widow comes from Dafeng, and she has an unknown identity, she is the only daughter of the current Mr. Nanshan.

What made Li Qingmei even more speechless was that the current Mr. Nanshan came from the royal family of the Sikong clan. Strictly speaking, Sikong Que should call him uncle.

The current Mr. Nanshan is the younger brother of Emperor Sikongque's grandfather, Sikongyu. His name is Sikongjue, and his daughter is Sikongyu. In the early years, he was ordered by his parents to marry his classmate Lu Xun.

But the good times didn't last long. Before the first year of marriage, her husband died suddenly for unknown reasons, so she, who was less than 17 years old, became a widow.

But not long after, rumors spread, saying that she and her former classmate Huyan were ruthless, and that she was also the light of the Promise of that year. There were some unexplainable feelings. There were many gossips in front of the widow. The slander of man.

But he didn't expect Sikong Que's words to be convincing, the two people really had a mutual affection, and with Sikong Que's habit of controlling everything in his hands, he even secretly investigated the cause of Sikong Que's short-lived husband's death, and the result was homicide.

Combined with the ambiguous relationship between Sikong Wei and Huyan Wuqing, the truth of Lu Xun's death is horrifying.

Therefore, Sikong Que didn't have a good impression of this royal family member. If it wasn't for the ruthless intelligence from Huyan in the northern part of Dayan, he would have almost forgotten the existence of this person.

"Where is this Sikong Luo now? Yanbei?"

"No, she is in the Promise Academy!"

"Huh? Why didn't I hear of such a character when I was studying at the Promise Academy?"

Sikong Que flicked her little head helplessly, wondering when a careless person like you would take the initiative to care about these right and wrong.

"If I hadn't told you today that Mr. Nanshan came from the Sikong clan, would you have known?"

"Of course I don't know. Your Sikong clan likes to play black-bellied and deep-spirited things. Hmph, I have been miserably fooled by your tricks!"

A knowing smile appeared on the corner of Sikong Que's mouth, as if what she said made sense.

"She used a pseudonym. Do you still remember Yan Jiaoxi who taught piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the Raoliangtang?"

"It's her! Yan Qiang?"

(End of this chapter)