She didn't think about it so much, after she finished ordering Xuanyuan, she was still thinking about breaking the formation.

These days, although she has seen many people who love books, it is really rare to dare to act as desperately as Tao Yao.

Leaving someone by his side who can really be good to him and take good care of him is the only thing she can do for him now.

And Tao Yao has followed her for more than 100,000 years, and has accompanied Shuyi for eight years before her, and her understanding of Shuyi is unparalleled.

She believes that Tao Yao will definitely try her best to capture Shuyi's heart and find ways to protect Shuyi's thoughtfulness, so that on the day of her death, he will really be martyred with her.

She didn't want him to promise life and death.

Not 10,000 years ago, not even 10,000 years from now.

Ten thousand years ago, she failed to protect Junyi, and now, no matter what, she will also protect them, whether it is Shuyi, or with the light, whether it is his body or his soul, she must keep them safe.

As soon as he entered the East Garden, he saw Qing Chu'er squatting at the gate of the courtyard with a bitter and hateful face, holding a withered branch in his hand, and he didn't know what to draw on the ground.

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, when the child saw the painting heart, he immediately burst into tears, and even crawled to the feet of the painting heart, hugged his feet and howled in pain, howling that miserable person, the painting heart had never seen it.

What's going on?

Miss him and Daddy again?

"Chu'er, your monk father went to the Buddha to talk about the scriptures, you don't have to cry him anymore, the Buddha will be angry when he hears it. Huaxin squatted down, stretched out his slender two fingers, and lifted the young Qingchu child, who was fed Shuyi more and more round, from the ground.

The child's face was full of tears and miserable.

"I ...... I'm ...... Crying for the wicked daddy. Qing Chu rubbed his slush robe, wiped a handful of tears, and sobbed, "Said the wicked father...... Say don't want me anymore, let me ...... I'll go with you......"

Dirty clothes wipe dirty face, and the more you wipe it, the more messy it becomes.

The painting was stunned, his heart was inexplicably pinched, and there was even a moment of suffocation.

I don't know if it's uncomfortable to watch Qing Chu cry, or if she heard that Shuyi let their mother and son go and be sour, the feeling in her heart is really complicated and indescribable.

Just like her feelings for Shuyi.

Barely smiling, she pinched Xiao Qingchu's face and coaxed, "Haven't you always disliked being his son, isn't it just right for him to let you go." ”

This sentence is actually said to himself.

In other words, the son is replaced by a wife, just ask yourself.

yes, didn't he let her go?

Isn't that what she's always wanted?

What's upset?

Or is it ...... She has always relied on Shuyi's helplessness against her, relying on him to stick to her dead nature like a dog's skin plaster.

But he really changed......

Alas......

"First Child...... Chu'er didn't think he was so bad. Qing Chu choked up while sobbing, "Chu'er ...... every time Every time he bullied him, he actually knew it, but he never really followed ...... I was angry with my first child...... Just Chu Er just said...... said that he would have more children with other women...... gave birth to a few sons to bully and bully Chu'er, and he ......"

"What's the matter?" said Painted Heart.

And he threw me ...... Throw it out, let me and you go wherever you want to go in the future...... He...... He didn't care about us anymore and told us not to ...... anymore Interfere with him again...... ......"

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