I saw Deng Er was just sleeping.
The deputy general's heart was relieved.
He was really scared that Deng Er would really die.
Who should these heavenly soldiers and generals fight for?
“.......”
A figure in a light green dress suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
"Your Majesty..."
The deputy general recognized the visitor and was about to kneel down to salute.
But the figure just waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
The deputy general did not dare to disobey the order of the Emperor of Heaven.
After all, they never really thought about rebelling against Daxia.
The deputy general left the palace.
Zhao Qingshuang said nothing and tiptoed to the back of the rocking chair.
He placed his hands on the rocking chair and slowly increased the amplitude of the rocking.
This will allow the elderly in the rocking chair to sleep more comfortably.
At first glance, people would think it was just a filial granddaughter coaxing her grandfather to sleep.
But who could have imagined it?
They were once a pair of lovers.
A couple who are deeply in love with each other, everyone says they are a perfect match, made in heaven.
"The dark sky hangs low."
"The bright stars are accompanying you."
"Fly, fly, who are you missing..."
Zhao Qingshuang sang softly, and the sun in the sky set very appropriately.
Replaced with a sky full of stars.
The gentle voice echoed like the trickling of water.
This is the ballad Deng Er gave her.
It was the ballad he sang to comfort her when she was too sad to sleep after her father passed away.
Now, it has been returned to Deng Er.
She hoped Deng Er could have a good sleep.
He is tired.
Deng Er hurt her deeply.
But she also knew that Deng Er was just loving her in his own way.
Even if she doesn't like this method.
But, there is no way, who made Deng Er a stupid person?
Deng Er is stupid, her father is stupid, and her elder brother is stupid.
They are all stupid.
But she just likes their stupidity.
She had no right to insult these three people.
Because everything they did ended up benefiting her.
One cannot have it all, or else one may end up crying miserably after getting something for nothing.
Zhao Qingshuang rocked the chair gently and sang the song "The Insects Are Flying" that Deng Er taught her tenderly.
"Insects fly, flowers sleep...On the ground, only a pair is beautiful."
"Listen, there's a pair on the ground, that's beautiful."
Zhao Qingshuang repeated the last sentence again.
She actually wanted to tell Deng Er.
Don't let him fall asleep like this.
Only when there is a pair on the ground, it is beautiful.
A night passed.
Deng Er slowly opened his eyes.
He has one year to live.
He wouldn't die on the spot.
For some reason, after unloading everything, he had a good dream for the first time in a long time.
He dreamed of two butterflies flying in the air.
He and Zhao Qingshuang were sitting on a piece of grass.
Zhao Qingshuang was wearing her favorite dress and singing a ballad slowly.
If only it were true...
Sometimes he really wants to let go of all his burdens.
Screw the world affairs. I’m a time traveler and I just want to fall in love.
But when I really faced countless people again.
He did...
"Sir, you're awake."
A voice sounded in Deng Er's ears.
There was a hint of fatigue in his voice, but more of it was relief.
"Yeah, I'm awake."
Deng Er recognized the owner of the voice.
It seems to be expected, but there are still surprises.
She came after all.
Sir, was the respectful title Zhao Qingshuang gave him back then.
He taught Zhao Qingshuang a lot of things.
She called him sir, which is how students address their teachers.
"Sir, tell me, why can't people be with the one they love in the end?"
Zhao Qingshuang seemed to be asking the same question as before.
Deng Er lay in the rocking chair, stunned.
He remembered what he answered Zhao Qingshuang that year.
You may like someone, but they may not like you.
But now think about it.
He had a different answer again.
"Because...it's fate."
Deng Er replied slowly, still choosing not to look up.
He feels guilty.
"But, I want to be with the one I love."
Zhao Qingshuang's voice rang out again.
“The number of days is the largest.”
Deng Er replied.
He is already very old.
He has no cultivation at all.
But Zhao Qingshuang is different, she has endless life.
Immortality?
Yes, immortality.
She possesses everything in the world and also possesses the strongest power.
She has a bright future.
It shouldn't be wasted on him.
He seems to be a saint, but also seems to be a bootlicker?
If he had a few more years of memory.
Maybe he will feel that he is a bootlicker.
He always seemed to be thinking about what was good for Zhao Qingshuang, and never wanted anything from Zhao Qingshuang.
"But I don't want to believe in destiny, sir."
Zhao Qingshuang placed her hand on Deng Er's forehead, applying a little force.
"The one you love is already very old. Perhaps you should find a new love."
Deng Er said slowly.
He is just pretending to be ignorant even though he knows the truth.
"I don't care. Is he old? Is he domineering and overbearing? Does he have no cultivation? Does he only have a year left to live? Has he ever wronged me? I don't care."
"I only care about him."
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