Chapter 34 Rockery

Then I ask you, do you still want to know what I want now?

On the day Qin Zilin led his troops out of Beijing, Shen Qinglan did not go to see him off because he had a more important thing to do.

He asked the queen for Daoyi's decree, then went to the East Palace, and walked into the bedroom in the complicated eyes of the people in the East Palace.

The bedroom is not big, but it just so full of ten rolled-up portraits.

Shen Qinglan stood in the room for a long time, gathering a lot of strength before opening the ten scrolls hanging from left to right in turn.

Shen Qinglan in the portrait has a very long age span, from six to sixteen years old, some smiling, frowning, worshiping Buddha, taking a nap, some teasing birds, some leaning beside the pavilion, some sitting on stone benches, and some lying on couches...

And every time he opened a picture, Shen Qinglan's heart, which was covered by thick fog, could not see the details, became clearer and brighter.

But until all the portraits unfolded in front of Shen Qinglan, the oncoming sense of impact still made Shen Qinglan's heart beat.

There are time notes under each portrait. Except for the one I painted in the past month, the edges of the other nine scrolls have been severely worn. It can be seen that they have been opened frequently, but the picture is still clean and clean, and it can be seen how much these scrolls are in that person's heart.

This is not like a disciple who will do what he loves his master's wife.

It's more like...

A thought came to my mind, almost causing Shen Qinglan to stop.

Time flies, and time passes.

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

Dayun defeated the foreign enemy, and the enemy country used the seven counties as compensation and bowed down to the emperor, so that the royal family was not killed.

The prince returned to the court, and all the people celebrated together, and welcomed the streets and colorful flags rose.

The emperor, who has always been thrifty, hold a banquet to reward the soldiers on the frontier.

Shen Qinglan had been looking forward to Qin Zilin's return very early, and had no way to leave the palace to greet him, so he could only look at the other person from afar at the banquet.

Qin Zilin stayed at the border for two years. Compared to when he left, his face was much tanned and his whole body became more mature, but his eyes were as clear and firm as ever.

Shen Qinglan wanted to wait for Qin Zilin to come back, so she told the other party about what she had thought for two years. Unexpectedly, Qin Zilin clearly saw him, but she had no reaction. She just perfectly played the role of the prince and kept drinking.

Shen Qinglan was inexplicably uneasy when she looked at the lively banquet scene, and everything that happened next verified his premonition.

As the most honorable prince in the military and seri-sisters who received the awards, the first person to receive the reward from the emperor made a choice that shocked everyone.

He rejected the reward His Majesty gave him the marriage to Shen Qinglan.

His expression was so resolute, as if he had already interpreted the excuse for rejection thousands of times, and then he resigned in the surprise eyes of everyone.

Shen Qinglan didn't know how he persisted at the banquet for a long time, but he only knew that he got up alone and left the table.

But as soon as he walked out of the noisy palace, he was unprepared to be thrown into the rockery by a figure from a dark corner, and then a strong kiss with a strong smell of alcohol, but gentleness and rudeness.

His waist was slammed hard, and the back of his head was pressed heavily towards the kiss. Shen Qinglan had no strength to resist and could only let the other party plunder the last trace of oxygen in his mouth.

It was not until a bloody smell spread in the mouth that the person let go in pain, and then a loud slap sounded behind the rockery.

Qin Zilin, you crazy!

Shen Qinglan leaned against the rockery, gasping for breath, his cheeks were already red. Looking at the person less than half a foot away from him, he was so angry that he trembled all over.

Qin Zilin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, as if she had been recalled by this bite and said: Sorry.Then I wanted to leave.

Until Shen Qinglan's angry and painful sentence sounded from behind:

Qin Zilin, you are a deserter!

The person who wanted to leave stopped moving, and then his hands were pulled back, and a huge force pushed him back. At the same time as his back hit the rockery, a rich kiss came over.

As before, there is no skill, like a punishment for venting anger in the heart.

Qin Zilin couldn't smell the alcohol on the man's body, and couldn't tell the meaning of the kiss for a while. He almost couldn't resist it and could only lose everything, like a gambler losing all his money in the gambling game.

At the end of the kiss, Qin Zilin's collar was grabbed and the two of them face to face, only a distance between two fingers.

With a trace of moonlight, Qin Zilin saw Shen Qinglan's half-bright face, and then heard Shen Qinglan's angry voice:

Qin Zilin, don’t you like me?Why don't you tell me?You're just a deserter, a bastard, last time yes, this time...

At the end, there was a tremolo.

Qin Zilin felt a slump in his chest. The master's wife's head was pressed weakly on it, and her fists were pounding one after another, as if her heart and soul were trembling.

Master, I have something I want to tell you, but I have thought of a solution. I have never thought of giving up thinking about you before...

A look of pain appeared in Qin Zilin's eyes: But...

But you forgot a lot, you forgot that you loved Master...

It was you who took the initiative and forgot the memory that made you painful!

Even if I find a way to make you have me in your heart now, so what?

What if you recall the memory you took the initiative to abandon the modification in the future?

How would you think of me?

Look at me, a villain who took advantage of the situation?

Qin Zilin could no longer say a word.

After he learned that his master's wife's memory had been modified, his first guess was that Shen Qinglan could not accept the death of his master Changxiang Immortal Lord, so he took the initiative to modify the feelings between the two people, which also explains very well why Shen Qinglan's temperament changed drastically after being a widow.

But in this way, how could Qin Zilin dare to intervene in the relationship between his master's wife and his dead master?

How could he be worthy of him, just like a master who gave birth to his own child?

This is also why he asked to leave Beijing the next day

He wanted to forget Shen Qinglan and this love that was unfair.

So he didn't take any of the ten paintings in the bedroom that he had carefully treasured for many years.

He wanted to give himself a chance, an opportunity to forget Shen Qinglan.

But when he saw the feast looking at him from afar with his affectionate eyes, he knew that he had completely failed.

The yellow sand on the frontier only temporarily covered his love for him, giving him the illusion that he seemed to have succeeded.

But this illusion was blown away by Shen Qinglan just at a glance.

He almost exposed his powerlessness towards Shen Qinglan countless times.

Even though he refused to give a marriage, he still couldn't forget Shen Qinglan.

He was crazy and stayed in the corner of the way out of the hall and headed to Shen Qinglan's residence, and silently recited in his heart that he could just look at the other person.

But he failed again, he couldn't do it, and looked at Shen Qinglan's infatuation.

Then I ask you, do you still want to know what I want now?

Shen Qinglan raised his head and looked at Qin Zilin. In the other party's fixed eyes, he said solemnly: I like you....I am standing in front of you now, and I am happy to you!

Qin Zilin was stunned.

Let's not worry about the past, okay?We just want to think about the present?Now I am standing in front of you, and you!

Shen Qinglan recalled the little things about Qinglan Immortal Lord and Qin Zilin getting along with each other in his mind countless times in the past two years. His voice became more and more cautious. Looking at Qin Zilin's eyes, he showed unprecedented timidity.

Don’t worry about our past and future. As long as you still like me who is standing in front of you now, that’s enough, isn’t it?