Chapter 396

Gu peimo's transmission was very fast, almost in a twinkling of an eye. When Mo Qingge came back, they had already fallen into the hall of the demon emperor in Liuli hall.

The huge inner hall is luxurious but empty. Although it has been uninhabited for many years, it is still spotless.

At this time, only Yunran was on duty in the inner hall. When he saw the two people who suddenly appeared, he was slightly surprised.

"Respect, respect the Lord?"

Is she right? Is the Lord back?

According to the rules of the Royal Palace, even if your majesty is not here, there should be many shifts on duty every day.

But they all respect the Lord and don't like noise, so in recent years, only she and yunchenyunmo have been on duty in rotation, looking forward to the Lord's early return.

Now, she is looking forward to such a day.

"Lord, when will you..."

"Just now." Gu Mian Mo indifferently interrupts her, worried that she might leak her words and make Ge'er suspect something.

"Cough, oh." Yunran immediately understood his master's words and repressed his excitement. "Subordinate... Subordinate, I'm going to tell you!"

She was so excited that she could not immediately tell the good news to everyone in Donghai.

"Send the order down." Gu quilt Mo Xiu eyebrow micro Cu, light ordered a way, "nothing, don't want to come to Liuli palace to disturb."

He doesn't want to let some trifles that can't be hit by eight poles disturb the purity of his singing.

"Yes

Yunran was only excited, and then he rushed out of the bedroom, and couldn't wait to tell him.

The bedroom hall restored calm, leaving only the two of them, and even the atmosphere became a little frozen.

"Uncle Huang, didn't Yunran know you had passed the customs?" Mo Qingge murmured in a low voice, a little suspicious.

Looking at Yunran just now, he seems to have disappeared for several years.

"This wench always how how how shout, don't need to pay attention to her." He explained as if nothing had happened.

"Oh."

Mo Qingge nodded in disbelief and didn't have much thought to doubt anything.

At present, uncle Huang came back and stood in front of her in peace. Everything else didn't matter.

Gu Mian Mo holds her slender hand and gently pulls it. Mo Qingge sits on his leg.

Four eyes relative, almost close to the distance, silent to hear each other's heartbeat.

If only time could stop at this moment.

In the past four years, he had a chaotic life. Every minute, he was thinking about this girl. He was thinking about her voice, her voice, whether she had a good meal and sleep, whether she would be wronged and bullied.

The people he thought of, finally came back to him.

The taste of separation is more painful than lingchi.

This time, he really didn't want to let go.

"My songs are more and more beautiful." His slender bones gently stroked the woman's soft ink hair.

Obviously is dotes on the drowning tone, actually lets her eye socket one acid, the heart grows bitter.

She leaned against Gu Mian and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Huang, how long have we been together?"

"Eleven years." He blurted out, remembering it all.

From Beiming to Wanjie, he and Ge'er have been together for eleven years.

"Yes, it's been eleven years." Mo Qingge smiles bitterly, "but in the past ten years, Ge'er has spent too little time with you."

In the past eleven years, we can count the days when we can get together and get away from each other.

After a pause, Mo Qingge said half jokingly, "how do I feel like I'm living alone?"

Although it was a joking tone, it was like a dagger, which hurt his heart and made him feel guilty.

"Uncle Huang, I'm sorry for you..." a thousand words, only six words in the end.

At first, he said that he would love Ge'er all his life, but now, he always let her alone.

This girl, every time sensible let a person distressed.

Every time to separate, she is forced to hold back tears to tell him, go, no matter how long, I wait for you to come back.

No complaints, no blame.

All the pain, all a person swallow.

She knew that uncle Huang had his difficulties and responsibilities.

So she shouldn't blame or complain. She only hates herself. She hates that her strength is too weak to stand beside uncle Huang and share everything with him.

"It's songs that don't work." Mo Qingge's eyes turned red and he shook his head gently. "I heard that you were injured and shut up. You can't do anything. You can only say some feeble words to the forbidden hall."

Sometimes, she really hated herself. When Uncle Huang was in trouble, she couldn't help him.

Although she practices day and night, but in today's world, she is still small, small as a grain of dust.

"Talking to the forbidden hall?" Gu Mo asked in a soft voice.

It seems that Ge'er thought that he had been practicing in the forbidden hall for the past four years.

The news must have come from Yunran.

"Well." Mo Qingge nodded gently, "Uncle Huang, can you hear what Ge'er said in the forbidden hall?"

Light a word, but make Gu Mian Mo more heartache remorse.

This silly girl, facing the empty forbidden hall, talked to herself for four years, but he couldn't hear a word.

It was he who wrongly paid for Ge'er's heart.

Seeing his look, Mo Qingge knew the answer. She said with a smile, "it doesn't matter if I can't hear you. Just think I'm venting myself."

"Does Ge'er often come to Donghai?"

"Not often, just once a month." Mo Qingge truthfully replied, "every time, I always look forward to meeting you. Although I didn't wait, now you have come out. Nothing matters."

As long as he comes back to himself, what he has gone through before will not matter.

Clearly with a smile tone, in his hearing, but some sad.

It must have been a tough four years.

He held the woman tightly in his arms for fear that the girl would disappear as soon as his finger bone loosened slightly

"I don't want to be separated from you anymore."

Low tone, with a little fear.

Once upon a time, he was alone in the cold, fearless of death and life. He had never been so worried about gain and loss.

But since he had this girl, he cherished his life more and more.

Now, he had to live well and give her all his tender years.

He really didn't want to try again.

"After that, Ge'er will follow you all the time." Mo Qingge said with a smile, "eat with you, sleep with you, go anywhere with you, uncle Huang, you don't think I'm boring."

Why does she want to get together and leave more?

But she knows that the gap between herself and uncle Huang is too big. For her, uncle Huang is a star in the sky, and she is just a grain of dust.

She is the only one who wants to pick a star with her bare hands.

Otherwise, one day, uncle Huang will be more and more far away from her.