Chapter 440

"Well, I'll take you." Li Meng answered, his bright star eyes looked at her deeply, yelled, turned his horse's head and went back.

Once upon a time, on her charming and lovely face, a pair of bright eyes were always full of confidence, full of luster, and the corners of her mouth were always full of flower dimples, so beautiful and dazzling.

Now she, pale and thin, that haggard and full of sadness and vicissitudes, his heart tightly pulling pain.

How he hoped that she would always be happy and carefree. She was so kind and saved so many people. The world was so unfair to her that she suffered misfortune and finally took away her relatives.

Her sighs and forbearance, all let him heartache, how want to hold her in his arms, let her good vent a big cry.

On a moonlit night, they galloped and soon disappeared into the darkness.

A moment later, I came to a barren mountain. In the endless darkness, there were a few bright silvers. The twinkle and twinkle were so gorgeous and charming. A bright full moon hung on my head, like a tentacle. The night sky here was very quiet and beautiful!

Li Meng turned to look at Ji Longyue and said, "Lord Ji is a man of outstanding literary talent. He once wrote many poems about the beauty of the starry sky, which are widely spread. I accidentally found that this wilderness is the best place to watch the moon and stars, so I buried him in this mountain with a beautiful night sky."

He said, pointing to a small hill and saying, "there..."

Ji Longyue looked in the direction of Li Meng's finger. In the light of the moonlight, she saw a stone tablet. She jumped off the horse and walked heavily.

When she came to the grave, the smell of earth in front of her nose told her that it was a newly built grave.

On the stone tablet standing in front of the tomb, there are a few golden characters deeply engraved in the official script: "curtain of my father Ji Wenze".

Ji Longyue kneels quietly in front of his father's grave, drooping his head, silent.

She didn't know what to say to her father. After a short time with him, their conversations were numbered.

My mind is like a movie, showing everything about her father when she came to this world.

She didn't even know what her father liked. She was such a failed daughter.

At first, she didn't like this father, because he was not a good father, and he was too cowardly, too sophisticated, and too heartless But no matter how bad he is, she is still very glad that she finally has a father. Even if he does not love her, as long as he is there, there will be a great figure in her heart. She has a father, and her heart is warm and stable.

Later, he changed and became a good father who loved her. She was so happy that she thought that she would be filial to him However, before she could treat him well and be filial to him, he was gone

This should be I want to support my son, but I don't care for him Right?

"Sorry..."

Heart, like being blocked and pressed by boulders, is extremely painful, tears, can't stop gushing out of her eyes, winding down her thin cheek.

Li Meng looks at Ji Longyue kneeling in front of the tomb. Under the moonlight, the thin figure shrinks into a ball and trembles.

His heart tightly together, dull pain, pain a little bit spread to his whole body.

He didn't want to make her so sad, but he knew that the pain in her heart was too heavy, but she had been repressed, just as now she was still trying to bear it. No matter how strong people were, they couldn't bear the heavy blow again and again. After a long time, their mind would become very fragile, and they would collapse completely when encountering stimulation again.

He wanted her to release her grief completely, so he told her that he had found Lord Ji and brought her here just to let her cry and let out all the grievances and resentments in her heart.

He went over, knelt beside her, patted her shaking shoulder gently, and said in a soft voice: "Long Yue, if you want to cry, cry out loud, don't hold it any more."

Ji Longyue, who is trying to bear it, can no longer control her grief. She covers her face and wails.

Li Meng looked at the pain of her, strong and resolute in his heart with a strong sour, a sour nose, hot tears, crystal tears a pair of dripping.

He gently hugged her into his arms, tightly coagulated her eyebrows, with strong anger in her tears filled eyes, patting her on the back, giving her silent comfort.

On that day, he broke into Dali temple with all the soldiers, and rushed into the underground morgue despite the obstruction of the Minister of Dali temple. He saw Ji daze, whose body had been rotten. The strong smell of putrefaction made his chest surge violently. He tried his best to endure.

There was no place to identify the corpse. The prison clothes were soaked with rotten meat. The big black [Prisoners] on the prison clothes were still visible. The handcuffs and shackles were rusty, but they were still bound to the hands and feet of the corpse.

He was so angry that he took out his sword and chopped it down. The iron objects collided with each other and burst out a dazzling spark. The heavy handcuffs and shackles were all cut off by his sharp sword and fell to the ground.

He found a cloth to wrap the body, picked it up, and took the vicious body away from Dali temple.When the Minister of Dali Temple refused to let him go, he yelled angrily: "those who block me will die. If the emperor has any blame, I will bear it."

Escorted by the soldiers, he left Dali temple, found a coffin shop and bought a good nanmu coffin. The corpse couldn't put on the shroud, so he could only put the shroud on the corpse. He found the beautiful hill and buried Ji Wenze.

He knelt down in front of Ji Wenze's grave and threw the paper money one by one into the brazier. The flame, which was wildly blown by the wind, swallowed the paper money and curled up into ashes.

Listening to Ji Wenze's verses, he felt sour and even more agitated. He handed out paper money, which was blown all over the sky by the mountain wind. In the open mountains, it was very quiet, full of a strong sense of sadness.

Finally, he knelt down in front of Ji Wenze's grave and said, "Lord Ji, I will protect Longyue, as well as Madam Ji and Shixun. You can go at ease."

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Li Meng gently hugs Ji Longyue and looks at Ji Wenze's grave with sad eyes. He says, "Lord Ji, I've brought Longyue to see you. She's all right. After a while, I'll take Mrs. Ji and Shixun to see you. With me, Li Meng, I'll keep them safe."

Ji Longyue is tired of crying. This crying makes her feel more comfortable. But a big cry seems to take away all her strength. She is very tired. She is soft in Li Meng's arms. Her tears are empty. She looks at her father's tombstone and sobs.

Li Meng patted Ji Longyue's back, bright star eyes full of absolute and fierce, said: "Longyue, I want you to be happy, I want you to be happy, anyone who wants to hurt you is my enemy, born here, I fight for you."

He hugged Ji Longyue tightly, and gently rubbed her head with his lower jaw.

A disordered sound of horse's hooves came, and immediately he drank: "let her go."

The roar in the open mountains made the valley tremble slightly.