My enemies became my companions

Chapter 257 I don’t want to see you

Qin Qingluo closed his eyes and rested on the hillside.

Shan Gang Lanlan, she took off her heavy armor and was wearing a dark green casual dress, the color was deep and blurred in the night, it was so majestic that it seemed like a part of the mountain. She raised her hands and slowly opened them, there seemed to be a gun in her hand, she made an extremely ancient gun gesture.

In an instant, she vaguely felt the intention of the gun at that time. There was no gun in her hand, but there was a gun in her heart. She stepped lightly, swung it up, and dropped it. The gun's changes were all in a circle, and her advance and retreat were based on reason. She rode a dragon and subdued a tiger, and the strong intention of the gun swept over.

The face of the woman in red surged up, but she was suddenly shocked and felt a kind of pain in a trance.

Qin Qingluo's face turned pale, the power of her gun dissipated, she stood still for a long time, and then she let out a deep breath.

She retracted her gun and stared down at her empty palms.

Zhu Diji, the previous generation's spear master, was so skilled in spearmanship that he said he had no spear in his hand and no gun in his heart. When he fought with Bodhisattva Sword in his later years, the first thirty moves were evenly matched, which showed that his spearmanship was so high that it was perfect and flawless. Qin Qingluo once saw a painting that showed Zhu Diji using his spear to his full potential, which was like the sun sinking into the Cangshan Mountains, incredibly majestic.

Qin Qingluo lowered his eyes and his face was expressionless.

She inherited the true spear skills from the Zhu family, and was confident that she could reach the divine realm after forty years of practicing spear. Qingluo, Qingluo, the disciple is better than the master. In that small world, when she realized the meaning of martial arts, it was the time when she was most confident.

But later...

Qin Qingluo's knuckles trembled uncontrollably. After a long time, she put down her hands, stood with her hands behind her back, and muttered to herself calmly:
"There's still time..."

There is still time for her to gather her martial spirit again, and there is still time for her to polish it again...

Once the martial spirit is destroyed, it is not easy to gather it again. In the world of martial arts, countless famous people have become drowned because of the collapse of their martial spirit. Even if they work as hard as before, they can never regain their original state of mind. The reason is simple: many people claim that they can afford to lose, but in fact they cannot.

But if she was someone who couldn't afford to lose, how could she be alive today?

She was defeated in that invisible battle of martial arts and state of mind. Even if she was defeated, she would be defeated. As long as she survived, there would always be a time to rebuild the country.

She still has plenty of time...

Now we just need to make some final arrangements before returning to southern Xinjiang.

When she arrived in Southern Xinjiang, everything became a thing of the past. Without the stimulation of Chen Yi, she would slowly forget about it. Then it would only be a matter of time for her to gather her martial spirit again. She had previously told Zhu E that she should keep her distance from Chen Yi, and this was the reason.

Qin Qingluo looked into the distance, his mood gradually becoming calm.

She was so calm that she even temporarily forgot that there was a hairpin given to her by that man in her hair.

There was snow on the distant mountains. Suddenly, a rooster crowed and the sky turned pale.

"The Cangshan Mountain bears snow, lighting up the southern sky."

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Jinya Pavilion.

After noon, a dark black carriage slowly came and stopped outside Jinya Pavilion.

Yesterday, Jin Ya Pavilion received a group of Taoists. Although these Taoists were not scholars of letters, they were more troublesome to deal with than the latter - they asked for peace and quiet, which made the servants and maids feel troubled. Although Jin Ya Pavilion had a reputation for being elegant, it was ultimately a place for entertainment. After all, fake mountains and fake rocks were not real mountains and real rocks. I don't know how much effort was spent to give these Taoists some peace and quiet.

Even the gatekeepers outside the pavilion were yawning with exhaustion, and they didn't notice that the two people in the carriage had already walked straight into the Jinya Pavilion.

The garden in the pavilion is beautiful. Zhu'e looked around. Although it is not as good as the palace of the Southern Xinjiang King, it is also unique. What's more, there are many miasma in Southern Xinjiang, and the flowers and plants are particularly bright and eye-catching, lacking some of the gracefulness of the Jiangnan style.

Qin Qingluo walked in the garden, looking only at the road in front of him, without looking to the side.

The two had already changed their appearances, and they were taking their time along the way, as if they were enjoying the scenery. On the way, a maid came to greet them, and Qin Qingluo told her to ask to see Pavilion Master Li Jisheng, and not to disturb them otherwise. "With all the clothes we have, will Li Jisheng really see us?" Zhu E picked a maple leaf and asked curiously.

They did not come to pay a visit as the King and Queen of Annan, but as envoys of the King of Annan's staff.

Qin Qingluo responded softly: "It depends on whether he dares."

Coming as a staff official was a test to see if Li Jisheng was really willing to cooperate. If he was willing to meet even a staff official, then it would prove that he was really interested. If not, then even if she came as a prince, she might be turned away.

After thinking about it, Zhu E understood the meaning. She smiled and praised Qin Qingluo, but the latter just curled his lips slightly without much response.

This was extremely rare in the past.

Qin Qingluo also realized this, but she wanted to say something but didn't want to say anything anymore.

Zhu E is still very important to her and is the one she cares about most in her heart. That is why there is a rift between us.

The woman in red seemed to feel guilty and wanted to find something to say. She touched the hairpin in her hair and said:
"Maybe I shouldn't have said what I said yesterday, but I had to say it anyway."

Qin Qingluo's face darkened. Seeing someone approaching from afar, she restrained herself a little and frowned slightly, saying:
"That's enough. We'll talk about it next time."

Zhu E closed his mouth, his brows drooped, and he couldn't stop feeling lost.

Qin Qingluo was still moved when he saw this. After hesitating for a while, he said slowly:

"Aunt Zhu, you have been the best person to me since I was a child. My mother didn't care about me, only you cared about me. You would give me anything good... These days, I have regretted a lot. I always wonder, if I hadn't come to the capital, would you still be the one... who treats me the best?
But there is no regret medicine in this world. Now that things have come to this, let’s just live one day at a time.”

"But this is also... for your own good, for the good of the palace..." Zhu'e's words sounded a little weak for some reason.

Qin Qingluo pondered.

After a long while, her face showed no sadness or joy:
"It's not that King Annan doesn't want to see him, but Qin Qingluo doesn't want to see him. If it weren't for you, he would have died at Qin Qingluo's hands long ago."

After hearing these words, I was speechless for a moment.

Whether in that small world or in the military camp, Qin Qingluo has the opportunity to kill that person.

That female prince was probably watching that man die day and night.

For her, there was no choice but to commit suicide for the sake of her reputation instead of losing her virginity. No matter how deserted she was, she had to live until the day she stepped into the Golden Palace. Since the hereditary succession of the King of Annan, she had to live for this.

Although she understood the truth in Zhu'e's words, and knew that contact with him would benefit the palace, she would not listen, simply because she did not want to see that person again. It was not because King Annan, but because Qin Qingluo did not want to see that person again.

Qin Qingluo's martial spirit belongs to Qin Qingluo, not King Annan.

After saying this, Qin Qingluo turned around and saw a maid coming over. She whispered that Pavilion Master Li was willing to meet her, and then led Qin Qingluo to the seven-story pavilion.

Zhu E did not follow them. She stood alone in the beautiful garden, the cold wind blowing. She stared at the tall woman's back, the golden hairpin swaying back and forth, dazzling and piercing her heart.

She struggled in her heart, her eyes drooped, and she couldn't even sigh.

Neither of them knew that at this moment, a figure carrying a sword and a knife came to the outside of Jin Ya Pavilion. He had just dismounted from his horse and was wearing a dark official uniform. He came to Jin Ya Pavilion to inquire for some information.

It was because of him that Qin Qingluo was unable to live or die at that time, and caused a rift between this pair of relatives who cherished each other.

The prince who hopes to reunite with Wu Yi, if he finds out that he is pregnant.
So scary
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(End of this chapter)