Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 236

The closer she got to Pengyang City, Qingxia's heart became more and more uneasy. She was thinking, maybe Qin Zhiyan had cured his illness and was waiting for her to go back in the house by the lake, or the people from Qingpeng Qibu had already found him. Qin Zhiyan's whereabouts, the letter conveying the news was left at home, or, Lianzhou Bi'er and others came back to find her.

She thought of thousands of possibilities, and her heart was beating up and down. With such an uneasy mood, she hardly noticed that Peng Yangcheng was so quiet today.She thought, maybe she should go to Ruyun Building first to find Cheng Xiao to get the key, but then thought, if, maybe, or Qin Zhiyan has returned during this period of time, and is waiting for her at home, then what is the use of her What key are you going to get?

It was a short distance, but it seemed so long. When she came to her senses, she had already reached the gate of the house.

Qing Xia got off the horse and stood at the door, although she was already prepared in her heart, but when her fingertips touched the door panel and the door creaked and slowly opened, she still felt that her mind went blank for a moment. Even breathing stopped almost instantly.

The yard is very clean, and it doesn't look like no one has lived there for a long time.Three years ago, she came back once, and it was so tidy at that time. She was overjoyed, thinking that Qin Zhiyan was back, and ran all the way to Ruyun Tower crazily, but was told that it was Cheng Xiao who cleaned it every once in a while. The reason was that the disappointment at that time tortured her for three days and three nights and she could not speak a word.It was also because of that time that she was determined to go out and look for it.She can't do it, really can't do it, just stay in the room where she and Qin Zhiyan lived, waiting for his return all day long.There are too many traces of his life here, every flower and grass will make her miss him crazily, she must escape, or she may have gone crazy long ago.

The orchids in the yard are in bloom, exuding a faint fragrance. They were planted by Qin Zhiyan himself, and they have grown very tall now.Qingxia jumped over carefully, and continued to walk in, the row of willow trees in the corner was already as thick as the mouth of a bowl, when Lian Zhou and Qing'er Bi'er planted them, they were still as thin as a thumb.The small pond that has been neglected for a long time is crisp and green, and it is full of lotus leaves that have not yet bloomed.The bird's nest under the eaves has already been laid, and it is estimated that several nests of young swallows have been born. I remember that when they first moved in, the bird's nest had just started to be laid. The pair of swallows were very diligent and busy all day. When Yan is free, he will watch in the house, even if he just watches, he finds it very interesting.

There is a relatively new New Year picture on the door, I don't know if it was posted by Cheng Xiao, or someone came back and put it up by himself.

Qing Xia slowly raised her feet, stepped on the steps, walked up step by step, stretched out her fingers tremblingly, and lightly touched the wooden door.

Maybe after opening it, there is only Cheng Xiao who is busy cleaning inside, maybe, maybe, it will be someone else, the upright man in green shirt, sitting quietly on the soft chair, leisurely flipping through ancient books and miscellaneous notes.

Qingxia's heartbeat was so fast, and the timidity that was closer to the nostalgia repeatedly tormented her nerves.

In the end, I still exerted a little force, and in the end, I pushed it up hard.

It was not locked, the door creaked and opened slowly.The bright sunlight outside immediately shone in. Under the soft beams of light, there were light dust dancing in the beams. On a soft-back recliner near the table, a man in a dark green robe with quiet eyes and a handsome face was standing there. Lying on it, holding an ancient scroll in his hand, he was reading it carefully, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he stared in disbelief at the woman who had returned after a long journey.

Qing Xia slowly stretched out her hand, covered her mouth, suppressed the tears that she had not shed after walking for tens of thousands of miles, and finally shed them.

When Qingxia was still training in the military, I heard from the instructors that everyone has a breaking point. Many agents who are on missions outside, no matter how seriously injured they are, can tenaciously insist on returning to the motherland. But they often die the moment they see their colleagues from the Military Intelligence Department.At that time, Qingxia still didn't understand how far a person's belief could be sustained.But now, looking at Qin Zhixiang's face that resembled Qin Zhiyan, five years of exhaustion and unconcealable disappointment like a tidal wave finally roared in and swallowed him whole.

Qing Xia held on to the door frame, biting her lower lip tightly, her pale cheeks showed no expression, only tears streamed down line by line.The wind outside the door blew her long hair tied into a bundle and the white ribbons of her hair, like the wings of a broken butterfly, fluttering back and forth in the cold air.Something seemed to be shattered in my heart. It was the death after the great hope, and my heart sank little by little.

That time in the Persian Gulf, she fell seriously ill and almost died.But several times when she was struggling on the verge of death, she seemed to hear Qin Zhiyan's melodious flute sound, and saw him standing by the Mingyang Lake, wearing a light green shirt, with gentle eyes and a warm smile, like a child in March. The lake water is quiet and cool, far away from the dust.So she thought, maybe, Qin Zhiyan had already returned to Pengyang, and was quietly waiting for her to go back.It was this kind of belief that supported her, allowing her to travel across the thousands of miles of desert and come back step by step.

Although she has suppressed the expectation in her heart thousands of times, even though she has thought that she has a strong enough heart to face all disappointments and blows, but when the hope is shattered, she is still so fragile, as if she is the most beautiful girl in the world. The snow covered my heart, layer after layer, is endless desolation and loss.

"You, you're back." Qin Zhixiang stood up, a little embarrassed. The Emperor Jiyuan, who has been so powerful in northern Xinjiang and regained a large area of ​​mountains and rivers in the past five years, at this moment, seems to be the first time he met in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The same, he said to his elder brother with embarrassment, "I'm afraid my brother can't do well."

Qingxia's eyes swept over his face one by one, the outlines were very similar, but Qin Zhiyan didn't have such a healthy complexion, his face was always slightly pale, like a scholar who rarely sees the sun.The eyebrows are very similar, but Qin Zhiyan has a slightly handsome temperament, unlike him, who is so wild and stubborn.The mouth is very similar, but the corners of Qin Zhiyan's mouth are always slightly raised, with a warm smile.The shape of the eyes is very similar, but Qin Zhiyan's eyes are always gentle, so warm, unlike him, there are too many sharp lights in them that she can't understand and doesn't want to understand.

After all, it wasn't him. No matter how similar he was, there was only one Qin Zhiyan in this world. He left and couldn't be found.

"Yan Hui killed the King of Lu and sent troops to the capital of Xichuan. It seems that he wants to establish himself as king and take the Yunliang clan to replace him. The Emperor of Chu invited me, no, it was the Emperor of Chu who invited me to meet at the border to discuss countermeasures. I I came early, knowing that my third brother lived here, so I wanted to come and have a look."

Qing Xia nodded slowly, walked in slowly carrying the burden, sat on the chair, put the burden on the table, her steps were a bit heavy, walking seemed to be very difficult.

Qin Zhixiang stood in the room, thought for a while, finally sat down, and said softly: "I heard from the boss of Ruyun Building that you have been away for three years, and I sent people to look for you, but there was no news. In the end, I only found you. Your exit record. Where have you been these past few years?"

Hearing the words, Qing Xia raised her head suddenly and asked: "Has your You Zhiyan gone?"

Qin Zhixiang was taken aback, sighed lowly, and said, "No, are you still looking for Third Brother?"

There was slightly steaming green tea on the table, it must have been prepared by Qin Zhixiang when he came here, Qing Xia picked it up and took a sip, nodded, without saying a word.

"You..." Qin Zhixiang hesitated to speak, and after thinking about it, he said in a deep voice: "You better not look for it, you and I should know it well, even if we find it, it's just a green mound."

There was a crisp cracking sound, and the white porcelain teacup was crushed by Qing Xia, the sharp piece of porcelain was inserted into her white palm, and the bright red blood flowed out slowly, staining her white face red. Linen sleeves.

Qin Zhixiang frowned, and was about to bandage her when he heard the woman's low and cold voice say, "Get out."

The woman's eyes were suddenly fierce and terrifying, with a stubbornness that refused to face the facts.Qin Zhixiang sighed, shook his head slowly, stood up and walked out.

Qing Xia sat at the table, and waited until those hidden pillars hiding in the dark to protect the emperor were all gone, then her tears flowed down line by line, drawing meandering marks on her pale face.

Qin Zhiyan, how bad they are, you have only been gone for five years, and they have completely forgotten about you.You obviously went to get medical treatment, but they always said you were dead.

Qin Zhiyan, I am the only one in the whole world who knows that you will always come back.

Only I, know.

Mingyang Lake has become a forbidden area of ​​Pengyang since when, few people set foot in it, it is as quiet as a dead desert.The next day, Qing Xia packed her things, locked the door, led the horse and went to Ruyun Building again.

When he came back last time, Cheng Xiao was already married. After all, Lian Zhou and Cheng Xiao had known each other for less than half a month, and then they left without saying a word.

When Cheng Xiao saw Qing Xia, she was very excited. She held her hand and talked endlessly. She had a big belly and her figure was plump. This is her second child. The previous son has already learned how to Gone, playing marbles beside the two of them all the time.The business of the restaurant in front is still very good, Cheng Xiao's husband is surnamed Du, he is a very honest and honest man, every time he sees Qing Xia, he will smile shyly, and then enthusiastically go to the back kitchen to prepare meals.

(End of this chapter)