Chapter 821

The tender voices still echoed in this space. The peony flowers that fell from Murong Chu's sleeves were gently blown by the wind, and they couldn't see their snow poles. They just stepped away, leaving behind the stained Bloody peony flowers are still flying in the air.

At the throat, it was as if something was choking and uncomfortable. Even Feng Qingge couldn't help but feel a sour nose, looked forward with red eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand to catch the floating peony flower.

When he comes back from disarming, prepare a peony flower for him, okay?

"Qing'er." The bitter voice trembled. Mu Cangyun never thought that the weak little girl, who had only met him a few times, would miss him so much. No wonder, his elder brother Murong Chu, He was against him everywhere, wishing he died, but he didn't make an absolute killer, just blindly humiliated him.

It turned out that, before he knew it, he had taken away a piece of love from Qing'er's heart, leaving him, who was only Qing'er, jealous and hated. Qing'er died of illness. He was far away from the frontier, and he didn't know anything. In his memory, even her appearance was almost forgotten. At that time, he hated everything and wanted to get farther and farther from this place, but he didn't know that there were still such memories etched in his mind and lingering.

Seeing Mu Cangyun frowning, Feng Qingge stretched out his hand, clasped his cold big hand, handed out the peony flower in front of him, and said softly, "Here, this is what your elder brother left for you. , the last gift, don't you?"

The brightly-blooming peony was still carrying the blood of Murong Chu. Mu Cangyun just stretched out his hand slightly and touched the peony, but the moment his fingers touched the petals, the whole flower withered. Also, it has been a while since the country of Yun fell, and even things touched in the history of the mainland have long since ceased to exist.

No one can cross time and space to take out what has disappeared.

Patting Mu Cangyun's shoulder, Feng Qingge took a deep breath and shouted, "Mu Cangyun, cheer up! When you wake up, I will make a hundred kinds of peony flowers for you, which one do you want? Duo is fine. Mo Fang, don’t be sad, I…”

"What are you talking about?" Reaching out and pinching Feng Qingge's cheek, Mu Cangyun couldn't help but feel amused, looking at the peony flower in his hand that turned into dust, he couldn't help but blurt out: "My son wants to be raised, but he doesn't wait, maybe, I should be more Try to get to know them."

"Come on, there are some things that you can only think clearly and understand when you get to die. If you can't let go, you can let go of it when you die. Fame, status, money, power, in fact, are all fleeting, life does not bring If you don't take it with you, you will get rid of it when you die, and the most memorable thing should be obsession." Helplessly shrugged her shoulders, Feng Qingge said while holding her chin.

Mu Cangyun had never heard these words. He looked at Feng Qingge in surprise, but frowned and said, "Why is it, obsession?"

"Well, at the time of death, time has actually passed for a long time, and the things you think about are the things that affect you the most. Once you have an obsession, all you think about is him." At that moment, he put aside everything , I wish I could go to the same place and meet him, that is the most unforgettable thing for Feng Qingge, but... When I opened my eyes, it was not Hongzhe, but Mu Cangyun.

In reality, it was such a ruthless slap that pulled her back.

"It's like you've died. Is it all me who is thinking about me?" Patting Feng Qingge's little head, Mu Cangyun smiled, even though he knew that he wasn't herself, he pretended to be. Smile, to cover up his current loss.

Eh……

She almost accidentally missed her mouth, Feng Qingge straightened her back immediately, shook her head and said, "Of course not, if I died, how could I still be standing with you, right? Mu Cangyun. I am It's nothing to sigh, don't think too much, I... eh? Mu Cangyun?"

The person in front of him was completely different from the previous state. Feng Qingge stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him. Seeing that he didn't respond, he just pouted. He really wanted to see the legendary Murong Qinger and see her. What kind of little girl. Did you die at ten years old? Well, don't have to look at his eldest brother, become what he is now, the royal family is really not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

The bright on the surface, the inside, has already festered.

"Om!" The golden light shrouded the city wall, Feng Qingge couldn't help but paused, and quickly took Mu Cangyun's hand, only to find that there were people around Mu Cangyun, the dazzling light shone over, and she quickly closed it She only dared to open her eyes when she heard the constant sound of flipping pages in her ears.

She entered the dark small space again, but Mu Cangyun looked at her with a strange expression.

Thinking of the scene just now, Feng Qingge reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and sighed: "Dude, my condolences will change. After all, people can't be resurrected from the dead. Do you want paper? Maybe it will be better if you cry."

"Is your head caught in the Continental History Space?" Holding Feng Qingge's little face in both hands, Mu Cangyun looked at Feng Qingge up and down, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you think that I will cry like you do? nose?"

"...I cry for your uncle, and it's not my business. Why should I cry? Besides, when have I ever cried!" She patted off Mu Cangyun's big hand, and Feng Qingge really wanted to give herself a slap in the face. Slap, you have nothing to do with your own business, just look at the history of the mainland. Um? Continental history?

Looking at the Continental History that was still flipping the page, Feng Qingge couldn't help but stunned, and said suspiciously: "It's strange, has it been on drugs recently? Do you want to show me a piece of history? Are you tired? I just watched history for a while, and it's been a day. If I continue to watch it now, will I wake up to three poles in the sun?"

"Continental Shi will not enter the dream without any reason, let's see." Mu Cangyun said softly, this little girl's temperament is just too impatient. There are too many things involved in the history of the mainland, but the affairs of the Xuanyuan family are like taboos that no one can touch, and even the history of the mainland has been resisted. It seems that this part of history is destined to be hidden.