Last night was their first wedding night, Murong Yan left suddenly. Yu Qing Jiaming knew that the external situation was complicated, and Murong Yan might not come back soon. It was wise for her to remove her makeup and go to bed early. But Yu Qingjia inexplicably wanted to wait a little longer, the sky turned from dim yellow to pitch black, and the voices became louder and louder in the middle of the night. The maids came to persuade her several times, but Yu Qingjia said every time, "Wait a little longer."
She sent all the maids away, and sat alone on the bed to read a book. At some point, the scroll in her hand fell to the ground, and Yu Qingjia fell asleep leaning against the bed post. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Murong Yan. At first, Yu Qingjia thought that she hadn't woken up yet, so she looked again and again, and saw that the person in front of her was still there, and then she realized that she was not dreaming, it was indeed Murong Yan.
Yu Qingjia sat up quickly, because her arms were numb from sleeping for too long, and she couldn't use the strength to get up suddenly. Yu Qingjia's body swayed, Murong Yan supported her in time, Yu Qingjia held Murong Yan's hand, and said angrily: "Why didn't you call anyone when you came back? It was silent, I didn't even know."
Murong Yan looked deeply at Yu Qingjia in the dark. When he left Tongque Terrace, the flames were soaring into the sky. From the main hall to the pontoon bridge, every soldier held a torch in his hand, and the smoke was full of the strong smell of rust. , blood and fire blazing. When he descended the steps, sparks floated into his eyes, Murong Yan stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, another flame appeared in front of his eyes unexpectedly. In the Yu family mansion, Bai Lu knelt on the stone slab, bowed her head and said, "Your Highness, this subordinate deserves death."
Another voice clearly had a premonition, but still asked self-deceivingly: "What about her?"
"Liu Niangzi... passed away."
Murong Yan's heart was in severe pain, he couldn't even imagine how it would feel if he climbed back from the mountains of swords and fires, and finally went to Yu's house to meet the girl he liked, but was told that she had died. The picture didn't end here, but Murong Yan forced himself to wake up from the illusion. These are all false, he and Yu Qingjia are married, she will stay by his side for a long time in the future, even death can't separate them.
Murong Yan left the palace without saying a word, drove the horse without slowing down all the way, and rushed back to the palace like crazy. However, when he really arrived in front of the wedding room, Murong Yan dared not go in for a long time, he was afraid that if he opened the door, the dream would wake up. The cold and dark room will tell him that all this is false.
Before today, Murong Yan didn't know that he would also have such weak emotions as being close to home and timid. He stood in the dew for a long time, until there was a faint sound from the side rooms on both sides, it seemed that some maidservant got up to see what was going on outside, Murong Yan finally stepped forward and walked into the house.
The house is not dead silent as he imagined, but red brocades are hung everywhere, and the wedding candles are half-burned, and the tears of the candles are flowing quietly. Behind the screen, the curtain of the bed was half-opened, and a lamp illuminated the ground dimly.
Murong Yan approached slowly, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and even a trained man in the army would find it hard to notice him along the way, let alone Yu Qingjia who was asleep? Yu Qingjia leaned against the bedpost, her delicate dark clothes were stacked from the bed to the footrest, she was quiet and beautiful, without defense. Sitting beside her, Murong Yan didn't dare to reach out and touch her face for a moment. He didn't know whether this scene was real or his imagination.
There was obviously no sound, but Yu Qingjia woke up strangely. She opened her eyes, looked at him in a daze, blinked her eyes several times, and seemed to finally realize: "Are you back?"
The string that had been stretched all the way in Murong Yan's mind suddenly broke. How he wished that in the world he saw in his dream, after he asked the question "What about her", Yu Qingjia could answer him: "You are back."
And by no means coldly, she died.
Yu Qingjia had just woken up, and before she could figure it out, she was suddenly hugged tightly. Murong Yan tightly wrapped her arms around her shoulders and said, "You said that you would not leave me."
Yu Qingjia was taken aback at first, but when she heard this, a pain gradually filled her heart. She put her arms around Murong Yan's waist and said, "I won't."
"you swear."
"I swear, I won't leave you unless..."
Yu Qingjia didn't even finish speaking, but was suddenly gagged by Murong Yan. Yu Qingjia's eyes widened, his eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, and he stared blankly at Murong Yan, forgetting how to react. Murong Yan checked that there was no wound on Yu Qingjia's mouth. She couldn't tell her regret, but she let her go in relief, and rubbed her lips with her fingertips: "It's mouth fat. The mouth fat is too sweet and greasy, and the taste is not as good as yours."
Yu Qingjia blinked her eyes, her brain finally recovered, she blushed and pushed Murong Yan away: "Rogue, what are you talking about!"
Murong Yan dismissed it and said, "Rogue? Then I'll just confirm my reputation as a hooligan and show you what a hooligan is."
"Do something?" Murong Yan raised his eyebrows, and slid his fingers along the pattern of the clothes to Yu Qingjia's collar, making a gesture to reach in, "Then I can't bear this name for nothing."
"Hey!" Yu Qingjia cried out anxiously, and hurriedly let go of her hands to cover her neckline. Even though Murong Yan hated him before, he has always been passionate and polite, and has never crossed the line, but tonight he is incredibly aggressive, it seems like a different person. Yu Qingjia had never encountered such a situation before, her face flushed with embarrassment, she clutched her collar tightly, stared at Murong Yan with wet eyes in astonishment, unable to speak a complete sentence.
Murong Yan was just teasing her, but finally couldn't help it, hugged her and smiled softly. He is handsome and noble, and his beauty is unattainable. With such a smile, he looks like a fallen fairy, with a fatal charm. Yu Qingjia's eyes couldn't help straightening, and his mask popped out of his mind uncontrollably. He looks like this, no wonder he has to rely on a mask to cover his face in order to march and fight.
Murong Yan hugged Yu Qingjia and asked her to sit up in his arms, but he did not let Yu Qingjia fall to the ground. Murong Yan said: "I was just teasing you, but I didn't expect you to be more careless than I imagined." He paused, and continued: "But I don't like you saying unless. There is no unless in the world, regardless of gods and demons. Buddha, I can't take you away from me."
Yu Qingjia knew that Murong Yan remembered that dream again, and Yu Qingjia had heard a lot of news from Bai Rong in the past few days, about Yu Qingya and about Murong Yan. Yu Qingjia gradually came to the conclusion that in her dream, she had heard that Yu Qingya conspired with the system, and the history books they talked about should be the first world.
That was the original trajectory of everything, Yu Qingya was not reborn, and there was no predator from the future plane, Murong Yan proclaimed himself emperor, and Yu Qingjia lived in peace and stability until she got married. Because there is no system, Yu Qingya doesn't know King Guangping, and the second wife of the big house didn't move to the capital. They still live in the ancestral house of the Yu family in Yanzhou.
Yu Qingjia once met Zhao Jingting in the Guangping Palace. At that time, Zhao Jingting was going to Yanzhou on business the next day, so he left early from the banquet, and happened to meet Yu Qingjia by the water. In the first world, Zhao Jingting also went to Yanzhou on business, but Yu Qingjia was still in Yanzhou at that time, and the two of them met by chance somewhere, and Yu Qingjia also mistook Zhao Jingting for Murong Yan. However, this time, because it took time for the news of the coup to spread to Yanzhou, Zhao Jingting had plenty of time to propose marriage to Yu Qingjia, but in the end, Li Shi and Yu Qingya were jealous, and forced to give it to Yu Qingya. In fact, even if Yu Qingya didn't grab her, Yu Qingjia would still reject Zhao Jingting's marriage proposal. Who would have known that Yu Qingya was completely spoiled by Old Master Yu's favoritism, and would do such a thing.
In this way, Yu Qingya's life after marriage is not good because she seeks benevolence and benevolence, while Yu Qingjia waits to come to Murong Yan, the two get married, have children, and spend their lives together. Yu Qingya was unlucky in her marriage but she didn't reflect on her mistakes. She only hated her cousin who lived a good life. Afterwards, she was reborn with hatred and encountered a system that also came to speculate in the ancient plane, opening the second world.
In the second world, Yu Qingya took advantage of the prophet's opportunity to intercept Yu Qingjia, and finally took the risk and quietly poisoned Yu Qingjia to death with a poison produced by the system. After Yu Qingjia's death, Yu Qingya happily waited to replace the heroine, but in the end, Murong Yan, who had just rushed to Yanzhou after the success of the coup, came. Murong Yan came all the way, but when they met, she was told that Yu Qingjia was dead. Murong Yan lost control of his anger and ordered the entire Yu family to be buried with Yu Qingjia.
What Yu Qingjia saw in Guangling's dream is exactly the follow-up of the second world. Murong Yan lost control, had no interest in life, killed recklessly all his life, and died young. He is a famous genius tyrant in history. Yu Qingjia was terrified when he saw these things, and when he woke up, he immediately regarded King Langya, who had never met before, as the number one dangerous person. She didn't know at that time that the tyrant King Langya, whom she couldn't avoid in her heart, was sitting in a carriage, driving towards her day and night.
Yu Qingjia learned about the existence of rebirth and the system through dreams, and any small change can trigger a subsequent tsunami and landslides. The trajectory of the process after that is completely different from the second world, and it is the third world. Yu Qingya poisoned Yu Qingjia to death by means of mental calculation and unintentional, and relied on systematic cheating. In the third level world, everyone knows each other's details, and if there is a fair competition, Yu Qingya can no longer win.
Murong Yan's abnormality during this period is mostly because of the follow-up of the second world revealed in the dream. The strong will be humiliated, and the wise will be hurt. Yu Qingjia knows that Murong Yan looks cold-blooded and proud, but in fact he can't afford to lose. He is cold and indifferent, but if he cares about something, it is to integrate it into the blood of his muscles and bones, once he loses it, he will hurt his muscles and bones. The feeling of going away with full of expectations, but getting the most terrible news must have had a great impact on him.
Yu Qingjia knew that Murong Yan had no sense of security, so she could only try to comfort him, support him, and show her attitude with actions. Yu Qingjia's heart gradually softened. She reached out and hugged Murong Yan's neck, leaned her face on his chest, and said, "We are husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love. We are born under the same quilt, and we will die under the same acupuncture point. I will not leave." you."
Murong Yan's heart was itchy, aching and numb, he hugged Yu Qingjia tighter and said, "Okay."
Yu Qingjia let him hug him quietly for a while, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, slowly twisted her waist, looking for a way out: "It's getting late, I have to remove my makeup, and I have to worship the temple tomorrow."
"I'll call the maidservant."
"Wait." Yu Qingjia grabbed Murong Yan and said, "They are all asleep, and they have been busy all day, so there is no need to wake them up because of this kind of thing. I will do it myself."
Murong Yan had no objection, no one came to disturb him and Yu Qingjia alone, of course he wished for it. Murong Yan carried Yu Qingjia to the dressing table, and under Yu Qingjia's command, removed the hairpin from her bun. Murong Yan dipped a handkerchief in clean water, and wiped away the cinnabar on Yu Qingjia's eyebrows bit by bit. Murong Yan's regular breathing hit her forehead, her tone was cold, not concealing her disgust: "This flower painting is not good, I might as well draw it."
Yu Qingjia glanced at him and said, "It's easy to say, so why don't you try it?"
Murong Yan threw the handkerchief back into the copper basin, and for some reason there was something meaningful in his smile: "Of course I have to try, but not now."
Yu Qingjia didn't even react, her body suddenly flew into the air. She subconsciously exclaimed, and immediately there was only a helpless whimper. The curtain of the bed fell slowly, and another drop of candle tears fell on the two arm-thick red candles.