《I'll wait for you in the next life》


 Things have remained the same. People have changed.

    The carriage slowly drove into the gates of Shangjing City, the long-lost bustle from outside the carriage entering the carriage. A hand gently lifted a corner of the curtain, Zhao Qingli looked out of the car, saw her favorite pastry shop, saw how her mother often took her to the brocade mansion, saw the street side hanging all kinds of exquisite fan stalls. People weaving and weaving, a prosperous scene, but Zhao Qingli did not have the joy of returning to the world of prosperity, her eyes are cold, with a sense of disappointment or when the world.


    Xiao Xi, "I heard, the sixth princess gave birth to a son, the princess house is spreading the door of the wedding cakes, let''s get together to go." "Yo, then you have to hurry, if you go late, you won''t be able to grab it."


    The conversation between the two women outside the carriage came clearly, Zhao Qingli was stunned, put down the curtain and sat up straight. The sunlight was blocked from the carriage, and Zhao Qingli''s face fell back into shadow. She closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and her breathing was a little disorganized, as if she was suppressing some kind of strong emotion.


    On the way here, she had already heard the news that left her incredulous: her fianc¨¦, Cheng Mingzhao, had married the sixth princess of the dynasty, Qin Wan''er, and the grand scene of ten miles of red makeup had been widely circulated. When she just heard this news, Zhao Qingli was like having cold water poured over her head, frozen in place, and even lost the ability to speak for a while. It should be noted that during the three years of exile, she had survived with the belief that she would one day meet Cheng Mingzhao.


    "The long river of years flows on and on, this love will never last. "


    "The long river of years and months flows on and on, this love will never last, heh."


    Zhao Qingli silently recited the promise Cheng Mingzhao made with red eyes on the day he left the capital three years ago.


    The only son of a family of military generals, Cheng Mingzhao is a very talented young general of the dynasty, in charge of the capital''s Feather Forest Guard. The only son of a military general, Cheng Mingzhao was a very talented young general in charge of the capital''s Feather Forest Army. He was a handsome general and the favorite of many girls in the capital. When they met at a palace banquet, Cheng Mingzhao fell in love at first sight with Zhao Qingli, who had a cool temperament and a scholarly air among a group of famous ladies. Later, he made great efforts to arrange one chance meeting after another in order to get into Zhao Qingli''s eyes.The two secretly exchange letters behind the backs of their family elders, reciting poems and composing pairs, talking about the past and the present. Cheng Mingzhao, who is very talented in writing and martial arts, finally makes Zhao Qingli fall in love with him, and Zhao Qingli''s strength of character, which is not inferior to that of men, makes Cheng Mingzhao make a promise of one life, one couple.


    Three years ago, when Zhao Qingli was just engaged to Cheng Mingzhao, Zhao Qingli''s family suddenly faced changes, the official prime minister''s father, Zhao Zhiqian, was suddenly sentenced, and the whole family was exiled to Lingnan. Cheng Mingzhao ran around in vain, only to see his beloved leave the capital. Zhao Qingli can do nothing, she is the only daughter of the Prime Minister''s family, the deceased child of Zhao Zhiqian and his wife Feng, only she is this child. Her parents are old, Zhao Qingli has no brothers to rely on, and can only bear the heavy responsibility of taking care of her parents alone. But this journey is too difficult, from the famous family''s mother Feng has never suffered such labor, only arrived in the exile place on the sick, soon died of illness. Three years, three whole years, Zhao''s father and daughter in this bitter cold place through all the hardships, finally looked forward to the day of vindication, but ......


    The carriage stopped in front of the former minister''s residence, and underlings had already opened the gate to wait. Zhao Qingli assisted his father and slowly entered the mansion. The large courtyard had been cleaned up, but the houses that had been uninhabited for a long time still had a faint smell of decay, except for the left side of the courtyard, where the phoenix tree was still growing extremely well, a tree of red flowers blooming brilliantly. Zhao Zhiqian held Feng''s train and walked over to the tree, his palm gently caressing the trunk and murmuring softly:


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    Zhao Qingli looked at her father''s calloused hands rubbing the tree trunk repeatedly, her eyes warmed up and she burst into tears. Father and Mother were very much in love, they had known each other since they were teenagers and stayed together for life, a divine couple in the eyes of the world. Time has changed, and Mother has only the pills left. Now that only Father is left, Zhao Qingli seems to be able to feel his father''s overwhelming grief.


    "Father ......"


    Zhao Qingli opened her mouth to try to persuade, but she choked back her sobs.


    "Li''er, you''ve been wronged all these years."


    Zhao Zhiqian''s heart ached as he looked at his daughter''s expression of forced sorrow. Since she found out about Cheng Mingzhao''s marriage, Zhao Qingli hadn''t cried or made any trouble, but she was losing weight day by day. Zhao Zhiqian tried to explain it to her several times, but he did not know where to start. It had been three years since he lost his wife, but Qingli had lost her mother and her lover one by one.


    "Father, I am well. The journey was tiring, let me help Father rest."


    Zhao Qingli wiped away her tears, the corners of her mouth barely pulling back in a stiff arc.


    After tending to her father, Zhao Qingli returned to the Phoenix Forest. She stroked the trunk of the tree with one hand, closed her eyes, and took slow steps around the tree, pretending that it was her mother who was at her side.


    "Mother, Li''er is so sad. Ming Chao has a child, but I don''t want to congratulate him at all."


    At sunset, the evening sunlight filled the sky. The phoenix flowers looked more and more radiant in the orange light. Zhao Qingli tilted her head slightly and squinted her eyes at the setting sun. In a trance, a scene from the past, when she met and got to know Cheng Mingzhao, overwhelmed her. ......


    (Scene) A banquet in the palace, light songs and dances, in the distance, the ladies of various families composing poems.


    "Ai ai ai, listen to how well I understand this line, thinking of the king every night looking at the bright moon, wishing the king to know that this heart of mine is firm."


    "Wow, that''s great! I don''t know to which of the lords you want to say it?"


    "I would have given my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines in the trench. Heh, it''s always love, can''t you have some backbone?"


    (Laughs lightly) "Oh, I wonder which bright moon is so stupid? My name is Cheng Mingzhao, meet the girl.


    Temple Rituals


    "It is said that all beings are equal before the Buddha, and since they are equal, what difference does it make whether this incense is burned or not? What does Miss Qingli think?"


    "I do not know General Cheng, it seems inappropriate to address the General in such a way. "


    "Miss is out of line, I''m friends with Miss''s cousin, Prince Yi Yang, so it''s not too much to address a sister Qing Li."


    [Xiao Xi - Zhao Qing Li] "Hmph, citizen."


    Tea House


    "Brother Zhang, I heard that Brother made a song called ''Climbing to the Moon Watch Tower'' the other day, the lyrics are wonderful."


    "Brother Li, you are too kind!"


    "Hehe, isn''t that Qing Li ...... Gongzi? How come Mr. Qing Li will come to this tea house elegant gathering? Although this is a literati customary exchange place, but after all, are in and out of the men, Qing Li son is afraid of ......."


    "Didn''t you all call me Gongzi, what else is inconvenient?"


    "...... There is someone''s male son will smoke this goose pear incense ah."


    "It''s rare that there''s no curfew on Tanabata, Li''er, put this mask on, then no one will recognize us. I''ll take you to the best Yangchun noodles in Shangjing."


    "Li''er, don''t be angry, that person from the Cai family was chased away by my little trick, don''t worry. Return the letter quickly."


    "This trip to the capital is a secret mission, Li''er, don''t worry, I will return safely."


    "Li''er, my mother will go to propose marriage to your parents tomorrow!"


    "Mingzhao, Cheng Mingzhao!"

 002-the man behind the curtain

    Autumn is thickening, the ginkgo tree leaves in the city of the capital is golden, beautiful. And at this time, the Minister''s house, but the white silk and black streamers fluttering in the wind, a desolate scene, returned to the capital after three months, the Chancellor Zhao Zhiqian finally did not survive this serious illness, passed away. The Emperor pitied the orphans of loyal ministers, Zhao Qingli, the only daughter of the Chancellor of Qingli County for the Lord of Qingli County.


    At that time, Zhao Qingli was dressed in white silk and was guarding the Spiritual Hall. The subordinate came to inform him:


    "Miss, the Sixth Princess and an extra horse harnessed by the side of a team have come to offer their condolences."


    Zhao Qingli turned around and saw Cheng Mingzhao and Qin Wan''er walking side by side, the man was heroic and the woman was delicate, a good pair of wall people made in heaven.


    "County Lord, please save your grief. Mother Empress is worried that County Lord is too sad and has ordered my couple to come and visit."


    Qin Wan''er''s expression was a bit cold, but not arrogant. Zhao Qingli thought that she should know that she and Cheng Mingzhao were engaged to be married, and she was still able to be so polite and generous, it seemed that Mingzhao had married a good wife.


    "Thank you very much for your concern, when things are over at home, Qing Li will go to the palace to thank you." "County Lord ...... Condolences."


    Cheng Mingzhao paused and finally said nothing more.


    "Thank you for the General''s concern." Zhao Qing Li bowed slightly in return and turned to lead them into the Spirit Hall.


    After the incense was served, Qin Wan''er did not want to stay any longer and said goodbye to Zhao Qingli:


    "Yi An is still young, he will cry if he doesn''t find me in a while. We won''t stay much longer, County Master, take care of your health."


    "Yi An?" Zhao Qingli was slightly stunned, her eyes glancing at Cheng Mingzhao. Yi An was Qing Li''s alias when she pretended to be a man to join the poetry club, and only Cheng Mingzhao knew about it in the whole world.


    Cheng Mingzhao stood at Qin Wan''er''s side, half a step behind her, his expression maintaining the right amount of distance, but his eyes were fixed on Zhao Qingli, and his eyes were swirling with grief as thick as the sea. With mixed feelings in her heart, Zhao Qingli bowed to Qin Wan''er and said goodbye to them.


    After taking care of his father''s affairs, it was already early winter. Wrapped in a thick fox fur coat, Zhao Qingli boarded a carriage and went to the palace to thank her for her kindness. The fox fur was a gift from Cheng Mingzhao. That year, Cheng Mingzhao was ordered to leave the Customs House, and on his way back in triumph, he hunted a white fox and sought out the best craftsmen in Shangjing, and made this cloak and gave it to Zhao Qingli. In the cold wind, it seems that only this cloak can bring some warmth.


    "My daughter Zhao''s Qing Li, see Empress Dowager. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."


    Kun Ning Palace is warm as spring, the shop is burning silver wire charcoal, a wisp of light smoke swirls in the incense burner, a room of cozy fragrance. The Empress was sitting on the upper seat, a magnificent phoenix robe accentuating her nobility and majesty. Zhao Qingli knelt down and bowed respectfully before the Empress. The Empress wore a dignified smile, watching Zhao Qingli''s every move, she couldn''t help but sigh in her heart, "It''s true that you are the daughter of a scholar family, but it''s just as well, what this palace wants is for you to be knowledgeable and reasonable.


    Zhao Qing Li stood up, took off her cloak and handed it to the palace maid, then stood with her head down, not seeing the Empress'' pensive gaze as she looked at the fox fur cloak. Suddenly, the Empress stood up and waved her hand at the maids:


    "All of you go downstairs, this palace will say a few words about itself to the prefectural lord."


    "Yes." The palace maids replied quietly, gently leaving the palace and bringing the door with them. The empress spoke slowly:


    "Qing Li, do you know that the Ming Dynasty made a deal with this palace to save your Zhao family?"


    "A deal?" Zhao Qingli raised her head in shock, her pupils flickering with disbelief.


    "Now that it has come to this, this palace will not hide it from you. Back then, Ming Chao promised to marry Wan Er, and in return, this palace helped him vindicate your Zhao family. Now that this palace''s promise has been fulfilled, I only hope that you and Ming Chao will draw a clear line from now on and never interact again."


    "Yi An, he named his son Yi An! No wonder, no wonder ......"


    The Empress'' words were like sharp blades that sliced into Zhao Qingli''s mind. She immediately understood many details that she couldn''t comprehend, and at the same time, her mind was shaken by the impact of the truth. It turned out that Cheng Mingzhao, her Mingzhao, had never betrayed the oath.


    This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.The Empress didn''t say a word, quietly watching Zhao Qingli''s expression change from shocked to touched to sad. Only after a long time did she speak again:


    "Wan Er is simple in nature and does not know anything about this, this palace does not want her to be harmed, do you understand?"


    Only then did Zhao Qingli come to her senses, take a deep breath and slowly saluted: "Yes.The Empress ordered the female officer in the palace to personally escort Zhao Qingli out of the palace. Zhao Qingli followed behind the female officer, her footsteps were light, and she was in a trance, and when the female officer turned back to salute, she realized that she had already gone to the entrance of the palace. Zhao Qing Li lifted her head and looked around, at some point, the daylight pierced through the clouds and shone on the lofty palace, which was golden and brilliant. Zhao Qingli took a deep breath, turned around and left the palace, getting into the carriage waiting at the entrance.


    Suddenly, a shouting sound came from outside the carriage, it was the ministers who had left the court, and they all walked out of the palace gate towards their own carriages.


    "Miss, are we going back to the palace?" The coachman asked outside.


    "Wait first." Zhao Qingli lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out through the crack. "Maybe the Ming Dynasty has come to the court as well. Just a look, just a look."


    At this moment, Zhao Qingli''s thoughts about Cheng Mingzhao had reached their peak. The truth that she was not betrayed by the one she loved had been slowly awakening her cold heart for a long time, but the reality of parting love and not being able to seek it made her feel an enormous amount of anger. In this whole incident, there is no bad guy, she even hates, can not find a hateful person.


    Suddenly, just as Zhao Qingli was about to reveal the tenderness of a young woman''s family, a thunderbolt exploded. Two officials from the neighboring court were walking and talking, and as they passed the Zhao family''s carriage, a conversation drifted into the carriage:


    "Hey, Lord Zhao''s death was really somewhat unjust ah ......"


    "Senior Zhang is careful with his words! His Majesty''s move is also for the sake of the kingdom''s stability. Since ancient times, collusion between civil ministers and military generals has been a big taboo, not to mention that His Majesty only wanted to put Lord Zhao on hold for three years and then reinstate him, no one expected Lord Zhao to suddenly pass away ah"


    "Lord Liu is right, it''s just that the poor bookish Zhao family that has been passed down through generations is now left with only one orphaned daughter, the creation of the world ah ......"


    "(Zhao Qingli''s heavy trembling breath)"


    Zhao Qingli was like five thunderbolts, her ears rumbling. Her heart was beating violently, her body was shaking, her hands were clenched into fists, her nails were digging deep into her palms, but she couldn''t feel any pain.


    Civilian ministers conspiring with military generals? It turned out that ...... it was because of her! She was the one who brought down the entire Zhao family! The father''s deathbed was filled with guilt, thinking that it was his own career change that caused his wife to die in a foreign land, his daughter to lose her love, and the root cause of it all turned out to be himself! No wonder she and Cheng Mingzhao just engaged to marry, has always been clean and honest, in the civil official reputation of the father was inexplicably exiled because of the crime of trespassing on other people''s land, no wonder when Cheng Mingzhao many points are useless, and once married to the emperor''s daughter, the Zhao family case was suddenly vindicated, no wonder that they just returned to the capital, the father immediately returned to his official position. Sadly, on his deathbed, his father was still grateful for His Majesty''s wisdom and blamed himself for not being able to continue serving the court and sharing His Majesty''s worries!


    Great anger filled Zhao Qingli''s chest. The emperor had framed loyalists and let her family die just to balance the court and gain military power, but what had she done wrong? What had her father and mother done wrong? Why, why, why!


    The flames of anger burned brightly, almost consuming Zhao Qingli''s mind. She shook uncontrollably and forced herself to calm down. She lifted the curtain of the carriage once again and looked at the towering vermilion palace wall, the bright color seeming to be covered in human blood.


    Just then, an erect figure stepped out of the palace gate. He was wrapped in a black cloak, his face was cold, and his steps were hurried.


    "Ming Dynasty, take care."

 003-The First Life: Chosen Goddess

    The northern part of the Empire was hit by a blizzard that hadn''t been seen in decades, displacing hundreds of thousands of victims, and many chose to head north to the wealthy areas of the upper capital. Many people chose to flee north to the wealthier parts of the capital. Zhao Qingli distributed his family''s wealth and set up a congee shelter to help the victims, and he did it himself, which made him highly respected for a while. When the disaster was over and the displaced people returned home, Zhao Qingli suddenly locked his door and disappeared from the eyes of the people in the capital. The world praised the Zhao family as a clear stream in a turbulent world, and the daughter of the Zhao family was virtuous in times of prosperity and caring for the people in times of chaos. There were even rumors that Zhao Qingli was the Goddess of Heaven''s Choice, and that the disaster ended so quickly because the Goddess had come to the rescue of the people.


    Two months later, at the palace banquet, Zhao Qingli returned to the public eye in an unexpected way. At that time, the disaster finally ended completely, the emperor set up a banquet to discuss the merits and rewards, Zhao Qingli is the emperor''s hand-picked must attend the person. However, on the day of the banquet, Zhao Qingli was late.


    "This Qing Li County Lord is so powerful, do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you saved a few victims, even His Majesty and His Majesty don''t put it in their eyes."


    "I heard that she never went out for the past two months, could it be that she has contracted a strange disease?"


    "Prefectural Lord Qingli has arrived!" Zhao Qingli finally arrived. In a split second, the entire room fell silent. Wrapped in a fiery red cloak, dressed in a fiery red long skirt with very exotic features, her lotus steps moved lightly as she walked from afar, dazzling the four seats with her beauty. She was obviously not a girl yet, but her long hair was pinned up high, her forehead was decorated with a beautiful phoenix flower, her skirt was adorned with silver bells, and her graceful steps were crisp; She used a red veil to half cover her face, the tip of the nose under the hidden, it looks more like the flow of eyes looking forward to the glory; the most amazing thing is that her red cloak is filled with a branch of thick red feathers, walk with the wind and trembling, as if behind the fire, the wind and the wind. Seen from afar, as if behind the burning fire. She was like a goddess of flame descending to earth, charming and mysterious, but her expression was extremely cold. She saluted and stood up, raising her hands and feet in a graceful manner, demonstrating the legacy of a century-old famous family.


    The gazes of everyone present gathered around Zhao Qingli, either in surprise, admiration, jealousy, or worship, except for one person. "Qingli ......" Cheng Mingzhao looked at the dazzling Zhao Qingli from afar with complicated eyes.


    The emperor was stunned for a long time before he regained his senses and waved his hand to signal the start of the dinner party, and immediately there was a burst of songs and drums.


    Between the drinks, Zhao Qingli sat quietly on the position, not talking to anyone, like a poppy flower blooming alone, independent, exuding a mysterious allure. The Empress, who was on a high platform, looked at Zhao Qingli from afar and asked Qin Wan''er beside her with a puzzled face, "What has happened to her, why has she changed so much?"


    "Daughter also does not know, only heard that these two months, she closed the door all day, seems to have invited a number of famous chefs in Jiangnan to make snacks for her."


    "Make dim sum? Then she and the Ming Dynasty can still have contacts?" "No, Ming Chao never goes in and out behind my back, I trust him."


    Although Qin Wan Er said that, but things must be bad, the queen is still a little uncomfortable. She hesitated again and again, but still had someone call Zhao Qingli to her side to talk back. Under the veil, the corners of Zhao Qingli''s mouth lifted slightly. "Look, Empress."


    Zhao Qingli lowered her eyes, her voice was still clear and cold, out of place with a colorful dress, falling into the Empress''s eyes everywhere through the strange.


    "The County Lord''s dress today is very different from the past, it really brightens up the eyes of this palace."


    "Your Majesty, before my father died, he told me that his biggest regret was not being able to personally thank Your Majesty for defending the Zhao family and preserving the Zhao family''s reputation for a hundred years. After my father left, His Majesty and Your Majesty took pity on my daughter and made her a county princess to protect her for the rest of her life. I have done nothing for the court or the country, so I am ashamed to receive this great favor. Although I am a woman, I think I can do what I can for the people. The fact that this natural disaster has passed so smoothly is a sign of our dynasty''s prosperity. Qing Li is wearing red today to congratulate His Majesty and Your Majesty, may this peaceful and prosperous world last forever, long live the Emperor!"


    Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. The more Zhao Qingli spoke, the clearer and higher her voice became, and at the end of her speech, she even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Emperor. The emperor, the empress, and everyone else present were stunned. Although Zhao Qingli''s words are suspected to be flattering, the words are powerful and sincere. After that, all the people stood up at the same time and bowed to the emperor, even the empress rose to her knees:


    "May this peaceful and prosperous world last forever, long live the Emperor!" "Hahaha! Good! Good! All ministers rise!"


    The Emperor was momentarily excited, throwing out his large sleeves and laughing out loud. He looked down at Zhao Qingli, who was kneeling humbly, and remembered the rumors of the "Heavenly Chosen Goddess" folklore, and a great sense of accomplishment welled up in his chest. At that moment, Zhao Qingli seemed to sense the emperor''s gaze, and even raised her head to meet the emperor''s eyes. The spring water in those eyes, full of admiration, worship, love, and adoration, made the emperor''s heart skip a beat. "This is her ......."


    Zhao Qing Li quickly lowered her head, her eyes flickering as if the small thoughts of a young girl''s family had been discovered, overwhelmed with shyness, hung her head and stood up, seemingly a little nervous as she turned around and quickly walked toward her position.


    "By the grace of God, the emperor''s edict says: I accept the order of Qiankun, the Lord of the Ten Thousand People''s Life, but I wish the palace to be peaceful and the concubines to be virtuous. Now there is Zhao''s Qing Li, dignified and skillful, virtue and talent, deep in my heart. Therefore, she is hereby enthroned as a virtuous consort, tin to the seal and ribbon, honor and favor ......."


    Three months later, the entire capital was decorated with lights, the news of the emperor taking the "Heavenly Chosen Goddess" as his consort came out, and the whole country celebrated. The Emperor named Zhao Qingli Xianfei and entered the Chengqian Palace. Consort Xian is the first of the four consorts. Now the position of noble consort is vacant, the entire harem in addition to the empress, no one can be compared to it. Xianfei a moment unlimited favor, scenery without two. However, Xianfei did not take the favor and arrogance, she treats people generously, generous, to other concubines, down to the palace maid eunuchs, all welcome her with a smile. Even the queen did not feel sorry for her, for one thing, she just entered the palace, the sacred favor is thick; for two, her parents are dead, behind no power; three, rather than outside the palace to threaten their daughters'' marriage, not as good as on the side of the time to look at, in turn, peace of mind.


    It is rumored that Princess Xian preferred to eat, especially like to do it themselves. Once, the emperor and her meal together, both vomiting and diarrhea, diagnosed by the doctor is caused by food incompatibility, so sex is not a big problem. The emperor favored her, and did not punish, and finally agree to her mind, the former prime minister of the two famous chefs in Jiangnan access to the palace. Because these two famous cooks are women, they are allowed to stay in Chengqian Palace to serve.


    One day, Zhao Qingli went to the Empress''s palace to greet her, when Cheng Mingzhao and the Sixth Princess Qin Wan''er came to greet the Empress with their son Yi''an in their arms. The Empress was holding little Yi''an and teasing him, but she looked at Cheng Mingzhao and Zhao Qingli out of the corner of her eye.


    This was the first time Cheng Mingzhao had seen Zhao Qingli since the last palace banquet. Qing Li had completely changed, the former coolness and bookishness had disappeared in the slightest, replaced by the obvious charm and bright and gentle obedience. Her every move, her furrowed brow, and her smile are extremely in line with the rules of the harem consort, or rather, extremely precise rules. She lowered her head to drink tea, raised her hand to stroke her temples, and smiled lightly as she teased little Yi An with a soft smile. During this time, her gaze naturally glanced at Cheng Mingzhao several times, without hiding or avoiding, her eyes were free. Cheng Mingzhao also looked back at her calmly, with no sadness, no joy, and no light in his eyes. At this time, a palace maid came to report:


    [Xiao Xi - Female Group Miscellaneous] "Reporting to the Empress Dowager, Lady Xianfei: the southern transport of Lychee''s fast horse has entered the capital, the Emperor has sent people to Cheng Qian Palace, at noon to taste with Lady Xianfei."


    "Lychee? " Zhao Qingli''s eyes sparkled with just the right amount of innocence. The empress smiled broadly:


    "Go ahead, I know you must be looking for more delicacies to go with the lychee."


    "Thank you, Empress, I''ll go." Zhao Qingli bowed and turned to leave quickly, her footsteps light without ever looking at Cheng Mingzhao again. While the Empress was staring at Cheng Mingzhao''s face at this time, an expression finally appeared on his previously ancient and unperturbed face, it was ...... disgust? The Empress smiled and looked back at her grandson, seemingly in a good mood.

 004- The First Life: The Promise of the Afterlife

    "Look at this day, I''m afraid it''s going to snow."


    "Your Highness, it''s cold outside, be careful not to freeze."


    "Go and bring me the white fox fur cloak, I haven''t worn it for a long time."


    It was the middle of winter again, the wind was cold, and the sky was cloudy. Zhao Qingli leaned against the window and looked at the withered branches of an old tree in the courtyard, her face pale. This was the second winter after Zhao Qingli entered the palace. Ever since the weather turned cooler in the fall, she had been sick, lingering on the couch, but she insisted that it was an old illness, always refusing to let the doctor diagnose and treat her.


    The palace is on edge, a murderous atmosphere. The emperor had a dispute with a minister during the morning court, and suddenly fainted, the whole court was suddenly turned upside down. The doctor rushed to see the emperor has been breathless, and hastened to use a hundred years of ginseng decoction to renew life, but did not expect the medicine just poured down soon, the emperor will be spitting blood, unconscious. The doctor again to finally determine, the emperor is poisoned, and this poison is extremely clever, while poisoning while replenishing the blood, so that the emperor on the surface of the living when it has long been seriously ill. Today''s morning court the emperor was angry, emotional shock, which led to the poison. The centennial ginseng is too strong, the emperor is already high in blood and qi, can not withstand the medicinal properties, vomiting blood unconscious. "Poisoned?" The Empress staggered back in disbelief.


    "His Majesty went to court today without breakfast, did not eat or drink during the period, how could it be poisoned .....? How long has he been poisoned?"


    "This poisoned person is extremely cunning, His Majesty''s body has always been strong and healthy, usually have some discomfort, maybe endure a little and pass. This person is to calculate this point, while a small dose of poison, at the same time to give His Majesty tonic, until His Majesty poisoned, already is unable to return to heaven. According to the old minister''s estimation, this poison has been administered continuously for at least two years or more."


    "Two years? ...... two years (drop cup) ...... Zhao Qingli!"


    Cheng Mingzhao, armored and holding a sword, stood outside the door of the Emperor''s Chamber and looked at Zhao Qingli, who was kneeling and sitting on the ground at the bottom of the stairs, his right hand gripping the hilt of his sword in a death grip, his knuckles turning white. It was freezing cold, Qingli was still sick, how could she bear to kneel on the ground like this? This fox fur cloak is specially hunted for her white fox, the original she still keeps ......


    "Qing Li ......" At this time, Zhao Qing Li is a snow-white plain onyx, no powder, pale face almost transparent. Her demeanor was calm, she sat upright on her knees, letting her long hair that reached down to the ground be wrapped by the cold wind and flutter behind her. She seemed to have sensed Cheng Mingzhao''s gaze and raised her face slightly to meet Cheng Mingzhao''s gaze.


    Cheng Mingzhao''s heart shrank. Clear gaze, clear eyes, this is the Qing Li he knows, she has returned.


    If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it."Concubine Xian, at this point, is there any need for this palace to interrogate you?"


    "Heh heh heh ........" A light laugh came out. Zhao Qingli smiled in relief. She raised her head and looked directly at the Empress.


    "It was me, I was the one who poisoned His Majesty. His Majesty was suspicious, so I accompanied him to eat it. It''s just that my body wasn''t as strong as His Majesty''s, and I actually poisoned him before he did."


    "You! His Majesty favors you so much and treats your Zhao family so generously, how can you be so vicious! Aren''t you afraid of ......?"


    "Not afraid of what? Aren''t you afraid that your whole family will be executed? Besides me, who else can be executed? Apart from the fact that His Majesty only favors me because of my reputation as the chosen goddess, how has he treated my Zhao family? My father did his best for the court, but he deliberately suppressed them for the sake of the court''s balance, my mother died in another country, and my father died with regret, so what! What is wrong with my Zhao family, why should I end up with such a broken family?"


    The tears she had suppressed for years finally fell. Zhao Qingli finally stopped hiding her anger and sadness at this moment, her eyes reddened as she scanned the stiff-faced Empress, the disbelieving Qin Wan''er, and the gentle, mournful Cheng Mingzhao. At that moment, their gazes intertwined and intermingled, telling of a deep love that seemed like an ocean.


    "Qing Li, I''m sorry, it''s me who failed to protect you."


    "Ming Chao, you have done enough for me. These two years of guarding me are already enough. If you hadn''t risked so much to help me, I wouldn''t have been able to get my revenge."


    "But it still brought you to this point."


    "Ming Dynasty, you have your family and people above you, and your parents, wife, and children below you, so you can''t be as desperate as I am. The Sixth Princess is simple and kind, and will be a good wife. I am glad you named your son Yi An."


    "But Qingli ......" "Cheng Mingzhao, you ungrateful generation, greedy for the glory of the Tiger, I Zhao Qingli, the most regrettable thing in this life is to believe your flowery words! You''re the one who killed my Zhao family!"


    A biting wind swept by, snow finally drifting down. Cheng Mingzhao''s face was expressionless as he turned and bowed to the Empress, clenching his fists:


    "Empress, I request the decree to behead this adulterous concubine with my own hands." "Granted." The long sword was sheathed with a clang. Cheng Mingzhao, holding the sword in one hand and pointing it at Zhao Qingli, walked down the stairs and took a step forward.


    "What qualifications do you have to behead me!"


    Suddenly, Zhao Qingli stood up, staggered and took two quick steps, lunging forward to meet the long sword. The blade of the sword pierced her chest, and blood gurgled out, as red and bright as the phoenix flower, and as dazzling red as the vermilion palace wall. Finally, she threw herself back into the embrace that haunted her.


    Cheng Mingzhao wrapped one hand around Zhao Qingli, the hand holding the sword trembling terribly. Wrapped in the cold wind, the familiar scent of goose pears hit his nose.


    "Mingzhao."


    "I''m here."


    "I''ll be waiting for you in the next life."


    "Definitely."

 005-The Second Life: The Green Lantern and the Ancient Buddha

    There is a small hill next to the Li family village, and halfway up the hill there is a small temple. The small temple is said to have a history of several hundred years. There was an old monk in the temple who was the head of the temple and the only monk in the temple, and his name was Puzhao. When the year is good, people from nearby villages will come to burn incense on New Year''s Eve to worship, but the last two years of successive grain failures, to the mountain to burn incense less people, so the old monk went down to the mountain to make money, and returned to bring back a seven or eight year old child, the old monk gave him the name of Qingyin. From then on, there was a second monk in the small temple.


    The little monk Qingyin is very good, after school to help the master wash water, cleaning the courtyard, and sometimes to the village and the villagers down the hill to exchange some food. As the people in the village got to know him, some of them gradually started talking to him, inquiring about his background and why he had followed his master to become a young monk, but he never just smiled and did not answer.


    The peaceful life in the countryside was like a small stream in the mountains, day after day, without feeling the passage of time. Nine years passed, and the young monk Qing Yin grew into a young man with a clear face and clear, compassionate eyes.


    One day, a rare visitor came to the temple, a woman from the city. The woman was in her mid-twenties, with a bit of the flavor of the moonshine scene, with long thin eyebrows, red lips, a low bun, and a few strands of broken hair scattered around her cheeks, curling like waves. She was wearing a dark green cheongsam, the flattering cut hugging her shapely and beautiful figure. Qing Yin saw her shoes, with a high heel of dark green satin and a few sparkling pearls dangling from the front.


    "How did she climb half ...... the mountain with such shoes," was Qing Yin''s first impression of her. That day at noon, Qing Yin was sweeping the leaves in the garden, suddenly heard a crisp and strange footsteps coming from the doorway, he turned around to see this woman pinching a strip of rice paddy in one hand to hold up the door frame, and gently lifting the hem of her skirt with one hand to cross into the temple door. When the woman saw Qing Yin, she walked up to him and asked him with a slight pant, "Young master, may I ask if the presiding master is here?"


    Qing Yin saw that fine beads of sweat covered the tip of her nose, and her nostrils flared slightly. There was a vague scent emanating from her, Qing Yin sniffed and inexplicably felt that the scent seemed to have some kind of d¨¦j¨¤ vu.


    "Master, what is it that this cultivator has come to ask for?" After the woman left that evening, Qing Yin asked her master with some curiosity.


    "She is the same as you were in the beginning, the whole cloudy world is floating, come here, but seek peace of mind."


    Qing Yin stopped asking. Turbid Floating Weeds, Master''s words made him feel a sense of mutual admiration for this woman who was the same as he was at the end of the world.


    After that the woman came every few months. Sometimes she would offer incense and seek enlightenment from the old monk, and when the old monk went out, she would kneel respectfully on a futon and gaze at the Bodhisattva statue. At first, she would just nod her head slightly when she saw Qingyin, but then she came more often and gradually became familiar with her. One day the woman came down the mountain at the same time as the old monk, she finished burning incense, turned around and saw Qingyin sitting on the veranda reading the Buddhist scriptures, hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down next to Qingyin.


    If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it."Young master, I heard your master say that your Dharma name is Qing Yin."


    "Oh, yes."


    "My name is Zhao Qingli, and I also have the character Qing in my name. (Qing Yin said nothing and smiled politely and easily.)


    "It''s so nice here, it''s the only place where I can breathe a little."


    "Little Master Qing Yin, what are you looking at?" "The Prajna Heart Sutra."


    "Will you recite it for me?" "Yes. When Guan Zi Zai Bodhisattva practiced the Deep Prajna (pronunciation of Prajna: bo1re3, "Bojak") Paramitra, he saw that the five skandhas were all empty, and he eliminated all suffering and doom. ......"


    From then on, the woman named Zhao Qingli would chat with Qing Yin every time she came, but most of the time she would listen to him recite the sutras. Qing Yin was sometimes a little curious: "This woman looks like a red dust person, why would she want to listen to Buddhist scriptures?


    From Zhao Qingli''s mouth, Qingyin learned about the outside world and Zhao Qingli''s life. Zhao Qingli''s family lived in Wen City, which was the largest city for a hundred miles. Her family was quite well-off when she was a child, and her father worked with others to run a small shop. When Zhao Qingli was in middle school, her father''s business partner ran off with the money, leaving them with a huge debt. Her father sold the shop and all the goods, but he still couldn''t pay the debt, and the whole family was plunged into a huge financial crisis. Zhao Qingli was 16 years old at that time, she dropped out of high school and entered the pleasure grounds of Wencheng, with a good education and some small literary talent, so she was courted by some gentlemen. Her father was angry with her for corrupting the family and broke off his relationship with her, so she quietly slipped money to her mother to supplement the family''s income and pay for her younger siblings'' education.


    When Zhao Qingli lightheartedly told Qingyin about these past events, Qingyin felt a little sorry for her, "How could your father treat you like this? You chose this for the sake of your family, could it be that a fake name is more important than the lives of your entire family?"


    Zhao Qing Li laughed lightly and said, "My father has some pride in his bones, I guess he doesn''t have the courage to accept his daughter helping him like this, I don''t blame him.


    The afternoon sunlight pierced through the gaps between the leaves of the old lime tree in the courtyard and fell in stars. Only then did Qing Yin notice that Zhao Qingli had not applied any powder today, and her hair was simply pulled back behind her head. Under the sunlight, the fine, fluffy hair on her face emitted a faint golden glow. She tilted her head and squinted slightly at the lime leaves, her pupils light brown and crystal clear.

 006-The Second Life: The First Movements of the Mortal Heart

    This year''s winter was exceptionally cold, the wind was bitterly cold, snowflakes were falling from the sky one by one, and the window panes were blowing and rattling. Qing Yin poured a cup of hot water for her master and another cup for herself, then held the cup and sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.


    Ever since the weather turned cold in winter, Master had fallen ill. At first it was just a cough, and the barefoot doctor in the village below the mountain took some medicine and ate it, but it didn''t get better. Seeing more and more serious, Qingyin want to take the master to the city to see a doctor, but the snow closed the mountain, not to mention the master, even he can not go down. The temple even before the barefoot Langzhong grabbed the medicine are finished, Qingyin will be the dregs of the medicine to stay repeatedly decocted and decocted, until the decoction of the soup can not even smell the smell of medicine. Qing Yin felt helpless and could only stay at her master''s bedside all day.


    The old monk pursed the hot water, looked at the young disciple''s trance-like expression, sighed lightly and said, "Qingyin is not afraid, life and death is nothing but a karmic reunion, Buddha has his own arrangements, we can do our best to listen to Heaven''s fate."


    "But Master, if you leave, I will be the only one left in this world."


    "Qing Yin, back then you pulled me down on the street and begged me to take you with me, saying that you were tricked and sold here. At that time, you were still young and didn''t know where your hometown was, only that your father was a soldier. I''ve been down the mountain many times over the years, asking around for anyone who has lost a child, but I''ve asked in all the big cities and small towns for hundreds of miles, and none of them look like the family you described. Now for the teacher is afraid that the time is not much, you and wait a little longer, the whole of our master and disciple of a fate, when the teacher to go, you will go down to the mountains to find relatives to go.


    "But Master, I am a monk, how can I go back to the world? "


    "Refining your heart in the red dust is also cultivation, so why bother with the form. Your karma with the earthly world has not been fulfilled yet, so follow your heart and do what you want to do first.


    The old monk did not survive the winter and passed away before spring. Qing Yin buried his master alone, but did not go down the mountain to look for his parents as he had said. He stayed in the temple, chanting and sweeping every day. Sometimes he would sit on his knees on a futon and look at the statue of the Bodhisattva. He was lost inside.


    He had no strong will to find his parents. He was about four or five years old when he was taken from his home and later sold to a theater troupe. For the first two years, the owner of the troupe treated him quite well, teaching him kung fu and reading and writing, but later, as the troupe''s business became more and more sluggish, the owner became more and more impatient with him and sent him to do some odd jobs. Although they were odd jobs, he was only a six- or seven-year-old child, exhausted day after day, bullied and afraid to squeal. Luckily, he met his master and escaped from the pit of fire where people stepped on him. But in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, his impression of his parents has blurred, and Master was his only relative in this world. Now that Master is gone, this sea of people, who else does he know? ...... Suddenly, a person flashed into his mind, Zhao Qingli!


    This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.Zhao Qingli, that woman who looked slightly powdery at first glance, and only after getting to know her did he realize that she had a delicate heart. Qing Yin remembered a seemingly ordinary scene.


    "Qing Yin look, this lettuce is cut into thin julienne, put in the water and blanched, and directly drizzled with hot oil ...... You taste it, how delicious it is." "Qing Yin, Master is old, walking with crutches is still more stable."


    "Qing Yin, this is for you. This is a pocket watch made by foreigners, with open to see the time ...... Hey, what are you blushing ah, this is engraved on the Virgin Mary, is her god. Aiya, their god and our temple Bodhisattva will not collide ah ......."


    In addition to chatting and listening to Qingyin sing, Zhao Qingli sometimes acted like an elder sister, teaching Qingyin some simple and tasty vegetarian food; sometimes she acted like a parent, adding some utensils to the temple; and sometimes she pinched Qingyin''s earlobes with a smile, making the little monk''s face turn red and his mouth read "Don''t speak without honor, don''t move without honor" non-stop.


    "Qing Yin, I heard that the foreigners are going to fight their way in, I don''t know how much longer we can live in peace."


    "Qing Yin, my mother is sick, my father won''t let me visit ......"


    "Qing Yin, my younger brother is very competitive, he followed General Xue to fight against foreign enemies and made a merit, now he is promoted to what... real military school."


    Qing Yin had seen her confused and helpless, she had seen her shedding tears and sobbing, and she had also seen her nodding and smiling. Qing Yin realized that Zhao Qingli was another familiar person in this world besides Master. This feeling of suddenly seeing a ray of light in the midst of confusion instantly made Qing Yin feel much more solid. So he began to look forward to Zhao Qingli''s arrival every day.


    In February, the spring flowers bloomed on the mountain, filling the mountain with golden color. Qing Yin cleaned the whole small temple and the open space in front of the door.


    (She straightens her back and breathes a long sigh of relief.) "Now that she''s here, she won''t think I''m slacking off in Master''s absence.


    In March, the peach blossoms on the mountain were in bloom, as bright as a burning haze. Qing Yin cleared the way up the mountain.


    "Why does she always wear leather shoes to go up the mountain, and isn''t afraid of breaking her foot ......"


    In April, the azaleas on the mountain bloomed, red hundred pink, hot and lively. Qing Yin set up the only empty side room in the temple as a guest room, and went down the mountain to the village to buy brand new bedding to spread out.


    "This way, when she gets tired, she can still have a place to rest."


    In May, the wisteria hanging on the wall behind the small temple bloomed. Qing Yin stood under the wall and looked at the clusters of small purple flowers. The strings of flowers swayed in the breeze, and Qing Yin''s heart swayed with them. Suddenly, Qing Yin turned around and walked away with great strides. Zhao Qingli was the only link between him and this world, and he was going to find her.

 007-The Second Life: Smoke and Mirrors

    Since following his master up the mountain, Qing Yin had never traveled further than the village at the bottom of the mountain. He first went to the blacksmith''s shop at the head of the village and asked Blacksmith Li for directions to Wencheng. By chance, Blacksmith Li was driving a donkey cart to the county town to buy materials, so he agreed to give him a ride. Blacksmith Li asked him curiously, "Why does the young master have to go so far away all of a sudden? I haven''t heard that there are any spiritual temples near Wencheng.


    "Oh, I''m going to look for someone to find a destiny person."


    After a windy journey, they arrived in the county town on the third day. However, they were surprised by the chaotic scene in the county town. They asked people to know, the original northern outbreak of a tragic war, fighting a country smoke, seems to have a chaotic image. People are on tenterhooks, families hoard food closed doors, people are on edge. Li Blacksmith was worried and advised Qingyin not to travel. Her village is in a remote area, a good place to get away from the chaos. But Qingyin insisted on going. Blacksmith Li had no choice but to buy materials and hurry back.


    Qingyin set off on her own to Wen City, a journey of more than half a month. All the way through the wind and dust, Qingyin''s clear face was covered with the color of frost, and his hair had grown an inch. Finally, he saw Wen City.


    (Is this where she lives? I''ve finally arrived. This world is not peaceful, I wonder if she''s okay."


    Just when Qing Yin couldn''t wait to enter the city, an accident happened. A soldier-like man stopped him, "You, come here."


    "What''s wrong with the scholar?" "You, still a monk. Where did you come from? Show me your identity card."


    "I don''t have any identification, I''m here to find someone." "Looking for someone? I think you''re trying to avoid military service. Do you think you can get away with wearing a Zeng robe? Brothers, there''s a fake monk trying to sneak through!"


    Just as a group of soldiers swarmed toward Qing Yin, a car drove by behind the crowd, sending dust flying for a long time.


    Qing Yin was forced to join the army. Her group traveled all the way north, marching to where the situation was most tense. Kiyone was forced to go at first, so she had a lot of resentment in her heart. However, after a few battles, he and the other soldiers experienced life and death together, and gradually they developed a camaraderie among comrades. In addition, they fought against the invasion of foreign enemies, and the sense of mission to protect the homeland was instilled in their hearts. Qingyin accepted his status as a soldier and began to dedicate himself to the battle of defending the homeland.


    In one battle, Qingyin risked her life and brought a young military colonel back from the brink of death, but was seriously injured herself. Qingyin received a commendation from his superiors and was praised by his comrades for his bravery and loyalty, but no one knew that he did so only because the cadet''s name contained the word "Zhao Qing. This military colonel named Zhao Qingyun was very touched and came to visit him many times, and the two of them talked happily and became brothers. "Qingyun, are your relatives back home still safe?"


    The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation."I don''t know. I asked someone to send a message back, but the person who sent the message came back and told me that my family left a long time ago, and I don''t know if they have taken refuge. Hey, I don''t know where my parents and my elder sister and younger sister are right now, and whether they are well.


    "My Buddha is compassionate. Qingyun, I will protect you in their absence."


    "Brother, you''ve been a secularist for so long, why do you still keep chanting the Buddha''s name ......"


    Five years of war had sharpened Qingyin''s bones, his eyes were resolute, and he had a stern and murderous aura. The brotherhood between him and Zhao Qingyun was also growing deeper and deeper. That day, they were led into a difficult battle.


    It was a dark night with torrential rain. Due to the mutiny of the previously captured soldiers, Qingyin and her party fell into the enemy''s encirclement by trickery. They retreated into a sparse mountain forest, using only the cover of a few small trees to maneuver around the enemy. In the end, the boss gritted his teeth and decided to abandon his troops, while Qingyin''s team was ordered to lure the enemy away and ensure the army''s retreat. On the occasion of parting, Qing Yin finds Zhao Qing Yun. "Qingyun, this is for you, take care of yourself in the future."


    Qing Yin hung the Buddha beads left by his master on Zhao Qingyun''s neck. Zhao Qingyun''s eyes were red, and he couldn''t tell whether it was rain or tears on his face. He looked at Qing Yin and couldn''t speak for a long time. In the darkness, he couldn''t see Qing Yin''s expression, only his smiling eyes shining with the light of compassion. Zhao Qingyun hugged Qingyin tightly, his voice trembling, "Brother, you will return safely, I''ll be waiting for you.


    "There is no need to be sad, a great man dies for his country. I would like to ask you one more thing. When the war is over in a few days, please hang this on my master''s tombstone and consider my soul returned to my homeland."


    Zhao Qingyun took the object that Qingyin handed him, it was a golden pocket watch that felt warm to the touch and carried Qingyin''s body temperature. He knew that this was Qingyin''s beloved object that never left her body.


    "Brother, take care!" Zhao Qingyun watched as Qingyin turned and walked away, her figure disappearing into the dark forest. Many, many years later, Zhao Qingyun still clearly remembered that ink-dark night and Qingyin''s brilliant star-like eyes.


    Not long after, the sound of heavy artillery fire came from the distance. This time, the active attack caught the enemy army off guard and attracted the vast majority of the enemy''s main force. The large force that included Zhao Qingyun took the opportunity to quickly retreat in the opposite direction, finally escaping the encirclement. They waited at the agreed upon location for two days, not waiting for a single member of the raiding party to return alive.


    Battle after battle, Zhao Qingyun marched with his troops. But as fate would have it, after the defeat of the foreign enemy, a civil war broke out, and Zhao Qingyun finally followed his troops to retreat overseas, with no hope of returning.

 008-The Second Life: The Mountain Breeze

    Early in the morning, the bamboo chimes hanging under the eaves of the house rang out. Zhao Qingli opened the door and looked at the sky, then stepped out of the room and began sweeping the courtyard. This was the nineteenth year of living alone in the small temple.


    Nineteen years ago, Zhao Qingli left the small temple for the last time, and after returning to Wen City, she realized that she had lost contact with her family. At that time, the situation was beginning to become chaotic, and Zhao Qingli''s parents, who were in the north discussing business with her little sister, had already set out to return, but did not wait for anyone on the appointed day. Brother, where the troops around the war, since the war is tight on the confiscated letters, I do not know is too late to write back, or letters halfway lost, or ...... Zhao Qingli do not want to guess.


    Zhao Qingli asked people to inquire, finally heard, because encountered decades of snow, a northbound train bad on the way, passengers are all stranded in the nearby county, according to the date of departure of the train projections, it is likely that parents and sister riding that one. Zhao Qingli was worried, but the snow closed the road. When the road finally opened, it was a month later. She asked her friend Mr. Tang to drive her to find the pickup truck, but asked all the stranded passengers, but no one has seen her description of the family of three.


    Zhao Qingli returned to Wencheng in a state of confusion. Spring, hibernation, Qingming, grain rain, Zhao Qingli in the day after day waiting more and more panic, and finally in the summer before the arrival, she was completely desperate. She left her parents'' house in a daze and looked back at the small, slightly dilapidated two-story building.The small building that had lost its popularity seemed to have aged as well.


    Zhao Qingli decided to go to the small temple. Fortunately, she still had the small temple. The small temple was the last peach blossom garden in her heart, where it was quiet and calm, far away from the hustle and bustle, and where there was a little monk named Qing Yin.


    On the day of her departure, Mr. Tang drove her. She looked out the window of the car at the hurried passersby, suddenly felt like a bystander, cold-eyed look at the chaos of the world, a solid heart. Suddenly, Mr. Tang said:


    "This conscription office is getting more and more excessive, even the monks are not spared.


    "Gurus?" Zhao Qingli''s heart skipped a beat and she was busy looking at the car window by Mr. Tang''s side. A group of soldiers outside the car seemed to be dragging a person, Zhao Qingli glimpsed Nuri for a moment and did not see the bare head.


    Mr. Tang''s car took Zhao Qingli to the entrance of the small village at the foot of the mountain. Zhao Qingli did not stop and carried the package straight up the mountain. She was wearing flat shoes today, so she was finally able to take big steps forward. She was out of breath, her palms were slightly sweaty, but her heart was free. She imagined Qing Yin''s surprised and confused expression when she found out that she wanted to live here permanently, and couldn''t help but laugh out loud. It had been too long since she had felt so happy, the beautiful life she had dreamed of was right in front of her, within her grasp.


    The sun was setting, the afterglow of the setting sun on the rustic small temple gilded a layer of golden edge, the open space in front of the small temple door spread a thin layer of fallen leaves. Zhao Qingli didn''t pay any attention to this and gasped with excitement as she pushed open the temple door. "Qing Yin!"


    There was a silence.


    Zhao Qingli entered the temple door and looked around the familiar small courtyard before noticing the abnormality. She put down her traveling bag and walked around the front and back of the house. She saw that all the things were neatly placed in their proper places, and she could tell that someone had carefully organized them; she saw the rearranged side room, neatly stacked with brand new bedding; she saw that most of the water was still in the water tank in the courtyard, and it seemed that the person had filled it before leaving.


    This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.However, everything was covered with a light layer of dust, and there were a few withered leaves in the water tank that had soaked through the water and sank to the bottom. Oh yes, there was also a layer of leaves on the ground inside and outside the courtyard. It looked like the ten days Qing Yin had left were not short.


    Zhao Qingli''s mood was as if she had one foot in the air and was empty. She looked up at the sky and gritted her teeth as she rushed out of the temple door and headed toward the village at the bottom of the hill. She had a bad feeling in her heart, and the scene she had encountered at the city gates replayed itself in her mind.


    At the last moment before sunset, Zhao Qingli rushed into the courtyard of Blacksmith Li''s house at the entrance of the village.


    "Uncle Li, do you know where Qing Yin went?"


    "Aiya, Miss Zhao, why are you here, it looks like it''s getting dark."


    "I just came down from the temple, Qing Yin is not there. Uncle Li, do you know where he went?" "Oh, Qing Yin went to Wen City to look for someone, he''s been gone for almost a month, at that time, I gave him a ride to the county town on the way."


    "Wencheng? Looking for someone?" "Yes. Hey, you say this world is so chaotic, I do not know if the child will find the person he wants to find."


    Zhao Qingli could no longer hear what Li Tiegong was saying, she only felt a sensation of dizziness and lightheadedness.


    "Hey, Miss Zhao, are you okay ......" By the time Zhao Qingli came to her senses, she was already sitting paralyzed on a small bamboo chair in the courtyard, and Li Tiegong''s daughter-in-law, Aunt Li, was holding her up. "Uncle Li, I''m going to Wencheng, tell me how to get there."


    "Miss Zhao, it is so chaotic outside now, how can you go as a girl, this is in case you meet any accidents on the way ......"


    "That''s right, Miss Zhao, and it''s unlikely that Qing Yin will come back in a few days."


    At this time, the sun in the sky violently withdrew its last ray of light, and the sky suddenly went dark. Zhao Qingli calmed down, knowing that she couldn''t walk back to Wen City on her own.


    Blacksmith Li didn''t feel comfortable with Zhao Qingli walking the mountain path alone in the dark, so he held a torch to send her back to the small temple. "Miss Zhao, be careful on your own, come to me if you need help."


    "Thank you Uncle Li." Zhao Qingli pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly and closed the door.


    ......


    Thirty-six years later, a senile old man came to the small village. The people in his village were asking for directions to the small temple in the middle of the mountain. In the smithy at the head of the village, Aunt Li trembled and pointed up the hill: "It''s been decades, I didn''t think people would still come to ask about this temple.


    The old man leaned on his walking stick and limped up the hill. He saw the temple. The courtyard walls were mottled and the small temple was old. He walked around the back of the temple and looked back and forth into the forest. He saw the graves. But there were two graves. The old man walked forward to distinguish them carefully, but he realized that they were both old graves.The one on the left had fallen to the ground, and the writing was not visible. The right side of a tombstone was still intact, and the old man stretched out a dry, thin, old hand, brushing away the dust and moss on the north side, and vaguely recognized a word Qing.


    "Looks like this is it."


    The old man took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, opened it with great care, lifted the chain of the golden pocket watch inside, and carefully hung it on the tombstone.


    "Brother, I finally have you back." The old man carefully straightened the pocket watch.


    A fresh breeze whipped through the mountains, and the tinkling of bamboo chimes came from somewhere far away. A ray of sunlight slanted through the cracks in the branches onto the pocket watch, refracting a golden light. Three clear words were engraved on the cover of the watch: Cheng Mingzhao.

 009-The Third Life: Love at First Sight

    Zhao Qingli had never thought that a bank robbery would happen in real life, and she was still a part of it. Crouched on the ground with her arms wrapped around her head, she looked at the several pairs of large feet walking around in front of her, one of them even trembling. "Che, so little courage and still learning how to rob a bank."


    Zhao Qingli secretly rolled her eyes. She silently looked up, wanting to see how big and powerful the guy with the shaking legs was.


    "Hehe, what is this ......" Through the glass window of the bank, she saw a red dot flash by on the roof of the building on the opposite corner of the street. A sniper! Zhao Qingli quickly lowered her head, it wasn''t that she was afraid the police would accidentally shoot her, she was afraid her expression would attract the robbers'' attention and reveal the police''s location.


    "Hey, squatting my legs are numb, what''s wrong with this robber, so inefficient ......" Zhao Qingli slightly shifted her body''s center of gravity, relieving the discomfort in her legs.


    (Wireless headset) "Jizo, report the situation." On the roof of the Street Corner Building, SWAT sniper Cheng Mingzhao''s headset heard the voice of team leader Ge Fei.


    "Six bandits, one of them armed, is on guard. Hostages eleven, were gathered in the hall, temporarily safe, about ...... Puffing ...... "Suddenly, Cheng Mingzhao laughed lightly. The captain on the other side immediately frowned:


    (Wireless headset) "Jizo, what are you doing! Concentrate!" "Chief, there''s a person in the hostage communicating with me."


    (Wireless headset) "Communicating? How?" "She''s talking to me, uh ......, and giving me a heart."


    A burst of flirting from the rest of the squad came through the headset.


    "Yo, compare hearts! Feminine quality ah, pretty?"


    "To be robbed and still have the heart to flirt with the police, there seems to be a wild tiger in the mountains as well."


    "Tiger? A female tiger? Hahahahahaha!"


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" "In the line of duty, you all be serious,...... geocaching, what did she say?"


    "She said ...... can hurry, no, her legs are numb." "Hahahahahaha ........" "Legs numb hahahahahaha ......"


    This is indeed a group of robbers who do not know their business very well and only think about getting in and robbing the money without thinking about how to escape. So the plot fell into a clich¨¦. After a long tug-of-war, Zhao Qingli, who was wearing a red trench coat, had the misfortune to be chosen by the robbers as a protective amulet, and walked out of the bank door trembling with a gun to her head. It wasn''t that her legs were numb, she was really afraid. If this person behind her got nervous and her hand shook, or if this crude and broken gun went off, her life would be at stake.


    She moved forward slowly, step by step, not paying attention to the footsteps under her feet, and stepped on the ground.


    "It''s over!" Zhao Qingli let out a sob as her heart fluttered.


    Bang! "


    The moment Zhao Qingli fell, a gunshot rang out. At the same time, a stream of warm, sticky stuff sprayed onto her face. Zhao Qingli fell to the ground and went into a trance for a moment, looking back, uh ...... so this is what a blown head looks like.


    Cheng Mingzhao hit the target and looked at Zhao Qingli s reaction from the scope, confused. Is this girl scared silly, only to see her jerk her face with her hand and sniff ...... it Hmm? She actually crouched down next to the exploded head and watched it.


    Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more."Close the team."


    The captain''s command came from the headset. Cheng Mingzhao stood up with a head full of questions, and on his way out, he did not forget to look back. From this angle, the red trench coat in the crowd stood out.


    "Hey, I say, Earth Zang, can''t you be a little more compassionate, look at you, exploding your head at the drop of a hat and splattering someone else''s girl''s face with brain matter. If that scares the hell out of her, you need to be responsible for her."


    "Besides, what exactly does that girl do, ah, the intestines are too fat, too."


    "Am I the only one who thinks that this girl and Jizo are a perfect match? There aren''t many people in the world who can stand a man with a black heart and a heavy taste like him."


    After the team was formed, the teammates continued to chat and gossip, which was the style of the iron-blooded men.


    "Zhao Qingli, single. 28 years old, single. Single. 28 years old, single. Teacher of clinical medicine at the city medical university, single. The original is teaching anatomy, no wonder. But this "single" word should not be sent so many times ......"


    Throughout the night, Cheng Mingzhao inexplicably couldn''t stop thinking about the girl who gave him a distant heart in the scope, and his strong curiosity kept him awake all night. The next day, he asked his old classmates in the police department to check the transcript of the bank robbery case and found Zhao Qingli''s information.


    Immediately after that, shocking news came out of the SWAT team: the Iron Tree had blossomed. The team members joyfully banged pots and rice bowls to celebrate, howling like wolves, and some even started to collect a share of the money, so much so that Cheng Mingzhao could not get off the stage. Even the captain came to play a role, ordered Cheng Mingzhao to take a three-day vacation, before returning to the team must take down the downhill tiger. Oh yes, "Downhill Tiger" is the code name given to Zhao Qingli by the team members.


    On the first day of leave, Cheng Mingzhao went around spying on the military, asking for connections to find out about Zhao Qingli''s situation, especially her emotional state.


    On the second day of the holiday, Cheng Mingzhao rented a suit and a white convertible sports car and stuffed 333 roses in the trunk.


    On the third day of the holiday, Friday, the whole army went out!


    The reason I chose Friday was that Zhao Qingli didn''t have classes that afternoon and had plenty of time, and the next day was a weekend, so people''s moods were generally more relaxed and happy, and the likelihood of accepting him was higher.


    During the class period, the snow-covered campus was quiet. Cheng Mingzhao drove the sports car directly to the ground floor of the anatomy lab building, and the roar of the engine attracted many students in the building to look. The door of the car opened and the janitor came down with a satisfied look on his face. Originally, foreign vehicles are not allowed to drive into the teaching area, but Cheng Mingzhao this set of marriage proposal configuration let the janitor grandfather excited, not only opened the green light, but also insisted on personally lead the way, said that Cheng Mingzhao afraid to get lost.


    Cheng Mingzhao got out of the car, adjusted his collar, reached out his head and touched a blank, and then remembered that he did not bring a military cap. Then he poked at the side of the car like a spear, waiting for Zhao Qingli to leave the class. I don''t blame him for having such a big battle, the intelligence shows that there is more than eighty-five percent probability that he will meet a love rival.

 010-The Third Life: Great Love

    "Jingle Bell ......"


    As the bell rang for the end of class, students streamed out of the building like a tidal wave. The sound of the sports car''s engine had just triggered the collective vibration of the cell phones in the building, and almost every student in the building had heard that someone was going to propose today. Those who couldn''t run downstairs in time stuck their heads out of the window, ready to shout "together".


    Zhao Qingli''s heart also lit a small flame of gossip. She mingled with a group of students walking out, her eyes already fixed on the stump in the suit outside the door.


    "Tsk, tsk, that all righteous ...... Yo, he looked over ...... Huh? How come these eyes are fixed, he''s ...... looking at me?" Zhao Qingli looked around and noticed that the surrounding students were also looking at her.


    "Huh? What''s going on here?" Just as Zhao Qingli was confused, a figure blocked in front of the stump and waved at her:


    "Qing Li!" "Oh, Senior Brother, what a coincidence." It was Senior Brother Zhou. She was under the same tutor as Senior Brother Zhou when she was studying for her doctorate, and Senior Brother Zhou took care of her on weekdays, so the two of them had always been on good terms. Zhao Qingli greeted her as she quickened her pace, not noticing that the tree stump behind Senior Brother Zhou was blackening his face.


    "Coincidence what coincidence, this is clearly stuck at a point to wait for you." Cheng Mingzhao raised his eyebrows, cleared his throat, and shouted as well:


    "Ahem ...... Qing Li!"


    This voice was high and loud, similar to shouting slogans, shaking Senior Brother Zhou in front of him with a jolt.


    Cheng Mingzhao took two steps forward, bypassed Senior Brother Zhou, stood at the bottom of the stairs, raised his right hand, crossed his thumb and forefinger, and made a gesture of comparing hearts to Zhao Qingli. At the same time, the trunk of the sports car behind him opened automatically, revealing a car full of roses.


    "Wow! That turns out to be Ms. Zhao''s boyfriend!"


    "This is a rich second generation from some family, isn''t it, so handsome!"


    "Aiyaa! This is a public display of love! How romantic!"


    "...... It''s him! That sniper!"


    Amidst the screams, Zhao Qingli reacted.


    Later, after the two of them were together, Zhao Qingli often rolled her eyes and said that Cheng Mingzhao was too scheming, the whole thing was like a rich second generation when he confessed, but it turned out that everything was rented, the car was rented, the suit was rented, and even the flowers were taken back by the car rental company.


    Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.Since then, their relationship has grown by leaps and bounds. Cheng Mingzhao usually have to stay in the team, the two do not have many opportunities to get along, so they made a meticulous and rigorous plan, the young couple should make a list of things to do, whenever Cheng Mingzhao vacation, they go to complete one.


    I must say, Cheng Mingzhao''s teammates are really as good as God at anticipating things, in this world, except for Zhao Qingli, there are really not many girls who can stand his heavy-handed romance. For example, the last time the two of them were cooking at home, Zhao Qingli was holding the knife to kill the fish, Cheng Mingzhao leaned over and said with a smile:


    "Baby, the way you dissect a corpse is so charming."


    Another example is the last time, two people shopping, Zhao Qingli accidentally stepped on dog poop, Cheng Mingzhao kneeled down, lifted Zhao Qingli''s foot that stepped on the poop, and while cleaning it with tissue paper, he said: "Baby, even though your crystal shoes stepped on the poop, you''re still my princess."


    The first few times, Zhao Qingli was quite uncomfortable, but the strong nerves of an anatomy expert can''t be shaken easily. At one point, when Cheng Mingzhao rubbed his face on Zhao Qingli''s shoulder in a petulant manner, Zhao Qingli faintly came up with a sentence:


    "This is not the first time a man has rubbed his head against this dress of mine."


    Cheng Mingzhao''s movements stopped: "Uh, then who else?"


    "The bank robber you shot in the head." Later, Zhao Qingli spent half an hour coaxing this angry little daughter-in-law. Afterwards, Cheng Mingzhao asked Zhao Qingli why she liked wearing red so much, and Zhao Qingli said that she had spent too much time in the autopsy room and wanted to wear something festive when she came out. Cheng Mingzhao asked:


    "What you dissect in class, are they all complete human bodies?" "Not really, many times it''s partial or organs. There are too few large body teachers to meet the needs of the class."


    "Great-body teachers?"


    "Well, they''re people who donate their remains to the medical cause. They are really great. They have to sign a donation agreement while they''re still alive and conscious, but a lot of families can''t accept that, so very few of them end up becoming big-body teachers. Actually, I signed it." "Signed?" "Well, signed the donation contract."


    Zhao Qingli raised her chin slightly and looked at Cheng Mingzhao with a proud face, her eyes shining brightly, her whole person radiating light. At this time, Cheng Mingzhao clearly felt a familiar magnetic field from Zhao Qingli, this magnetic field he felt from his comrades from time to time, which was a great love without boundaries.


    At that moment, Cheng Mingzhao completely fell in love with Zhao Qingli.

 011-The Third Life: A Love Affair

    Cheng Mingzhao has been a little upset lately. At the beginning of the new semester, there is a brat in the freshman class who is obsessed with Zhao Qingli and takes up Zhao Qingli''s time every day by asking for advice. Although Cheng Mingzhao did not put this brat in his eyes, but there are always flies buzzing around is also quite annoying. So, Lord Earth Store decided to try, but it was a pity that he didn''t have a good understanding of the power.


    Cheng Mingzhao poked around to find out the time of their first anatomy class, and after the class, he went to the cafeteria and ordered a bowl of noodles and brought it to the boy, shaking it slightly, "Classmate, it''s the noodles with cashew flower, large intestine, and pig''s blood that you ordered.


    Zhao Qingli heard the familiar voice and looked over in amusement. He only saw the boy''s face turn pale and his cheeks bulge violently before he quickly covered his mouth with his hand. When he saw Zhao Qingli looking like that, he quickly held his breath and swallowed the vomit hard. However, he didn''t realize that this heroic maneuver of his had inspired the surrounding students to endure it, and a sound of vomiting resounded. In the end, he couldn''t hold back any more and accidentally threw up all over Cheng Mingzhao.


    "Pfft ...... hahahahahahahahaha ......" Cheng Mingzhao''s face turned black, while Zhao Qingli laughed on the side.


    --------


    "See you later, Mr. Zhao!" "Bye."


    One day after class, Zhao Qingli pulled out her cell phone and saw a dozen missed calls, all from Cheng Mingzhao''s comrades. She hastily tapped WeChat:


    "Sister-in-law, Cheng is injured, we''re in the hospital now. Don''t worry, the doctor said it''s not life-threatening."


    Zhao Qingli''s heart stuttered and her head buzzed as she hurriedly packed her things and rushed to the hospital.


    When Zhao Qingli pushed open the door of the hospital room, she only saw Cheng Mingzhao leaning against the bed, his head wrapped in thick gauze. Captain Ge Fei and two team members stood beside the bed, looking at her hand and foot.


    "Mingzhao!"


    Zhao Qingli rushed to the bed in two steps, lifting the blanket with one hand and scanning Cheng Mingzhao''s body up and down. The arms were fine, the chest and abdomen were fine, and the legs and feet were fine. Her gaze returned to Cheng Mingzhao''s head, only to be met with a pair of puzzled eyes:


    "Miss, you are?" Zhao Qingli was stunned and turned her head to look at Ge Fei, but she saw Ge Fei open his mouth to speak.


    Zhao Qingli fixed her mind and looked at Cheng Mingzhao again:


    "Never mind Mingzhao, it''s okay if you don''t remember me. Anyway, I''ll make you fall in love with me again." "Puffing ......"


    Suddenly, a giggle came from behind her. Zhao Qingli turned her head and saw that the two team members were covering their mouths and snickering, Ge Fei was holding his face red on the side, it was very hard. Cheng Mingzhao saw that his plan was thwarted, glared fiercely at his joyful comrades, and somewhat awkwardly cleared his throat, "Cough, uh, baby, I ......"


    Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings."Cheng! Ming! Chao!!!" Zhao Qingli s tears fell in large chunks. She felt hurt, who could understand how she felt when she just flew all the way here on tenterhooks. She didn''t like this kind of joke at all.


    Zhao Qingli''s sudden vulnerability caught Cheng Mingzhao off guard. He looked to Ge Fei for help, but saw his three comrades tiptoeing around and escaping from the hospital room in a very awkward manner. Cheng Mingzhao stammered and explained, "Baby, I''m joking with you ...... . I put so much effort into chasing you before, it''s not like I want to be chased by you too ......"


    "This joke is not funny at all. Cheng Mingzhao, don''t joke about injuries and life and death in the future!"


    "I promise! Baby, I was wrong ......"


    Three weeks later, Cheng Mingzhao was discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate. Zhao Qingli went to school during the day, and when she came back from work, she stayed in the kitchen and cooked food for Cheng Mingzhao in different ways every day to replenish his body. One night, Zhao Qingli sat at the table and saw Cheng Mingzhao holding a bowl and drinking pigeon soup with joy. The bowl of soup is a little hot, through the dense heat, Zhao Qingli saw Cheng Mingzhao''s brain floating a thin layer of sweat beads. The kitchen hood forgot to close, buzzing, next to the TV is playing a hit drama. Zhao Qingli suddenly felt happy. This scene full of fireworks made her eyes moist. The time was long, the years were quiet. Zhao Qingli reached out her hand and wiped away the beads of sweat on Cheng Mingzhao''s forehead, "Mingzhao, let''s get married."


    Cheng Mingzhao looked up at Zhao Qingli, the joy in his eyes was so thick that it couldn''t melt. He took Zhao Qingli''s hand and kissed her palm.


    "Good." Cheng Mingzhao''s palm was still hot with the temperature of the pigeon soup.


    --------


    "Dang...dang...dang..."


    On Mount Jiuhua, the sound of the bell was thick and distant. Zhao Qingli and Cheng Mingzhao left the main hall and walked slowly through the courtyard of Gion Temple. "Mingzhao, why is your codename ''Geocache''?"


    "Before hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha. I like this saying. I don''t know why, but since I was a child, I''ve had a premonition that I was born with a mission to protect my family and defend my country."


    "Only when all beings are accomplished will Bodhi be realized, and I vow not to become a Buddha until hell is empty. ......"


    "Baby, what did you wish for?"


    "May my husband''s protection of this flourishing world be peaceful, and the mountains and rivers be unharmed."


    Cheng Mingzhao was stunned, a moment of light laughter: "Then I wish .... As you wish."

 012-The Third Life: As You Like It（completed）

    "Several times, that''s how many times! You still let people get married!"


    Zhao Qingli finally snapped. It wasn''t known if Heaven was deliberately working against them, but this was the third time they had failed to get a license.


    The first time, the two of them had arranged to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau early the next morning to get a license, but Cheng Mingzhao had been urgently called back the night before to participate in a secret operation.


    The second time, the two people go to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Cheng Mingzhao was again urgently recalled to participate in the rescue of hostages.


    This is the third time, the two have finished taking the number in the queue, Nima.


    The two team members who came to pick up Cheng Mingzhao were sweating and trembling under the glare of Zhao Qingli''s tiger eyes. The tiger whistling in the mountain forest is truly extraordinary.


    "Sister-in-law, our captain said that after this operation is over, he will definitely give Brother Cheng a big vacation and make sure that you get married smoothly."


    "Yes, sister-in-law, our captain also said that we won''t pour Cheng''s wine at your wedding, so that you can have a smooth... um... that what to have a child early."


    "You bunch of losers! Baby, wait for me to come back and have a baby!"


    Cheng Mingzhao laughed and kicked his teammates, and as soon as he passed over the still angry Zhao Qingli, he kissed her fiercely and then turned around to get into the car. The car whistled all the way.


    Zhao Qingli wiped Cheng Mingzhao''s saliva from her face, sighed lightly, and turned around to walk to the subway station. Forget it, it was better to go back to school. She needed to work at this moment to relieve her depression.


    ...... One week ......


    ...... Two Weeks ......


    ...... One month ......


    ...... two months ......


    Three whole months later, Cheng Mingzhao still hasn''t returned. Zhao Qingli stared at the sycamore tree outside the window in a trance. The leaves had already started to fall, and autumn was coming.


    She had been to the SWAT team a few times, and the answer she got was that Cheng Mingzhao and her entire team had not returned. Where did they go? Sorry, classified. What mission? Sorry, classified. When will they be back? Sorry, classified. Classified, classified, everything is classified! Zhao Qingli realized what it means to be a military wife. It''s not enough for her to be away from her family, she''s also scared all day long. The last time Cheng Mingzhao was injured, he scared her half to death, and how long has it been since then?


    It''s been three months, and Zhao Qingli''s belly is already slightly bulging. Due to excessive worry, her fetal picture was not too stable. The school took her physical reasons into consideration and temporarily removed her from the practical classes, only continuing the theoretical part, so she could relax a bit. In her free time, she would go to the dormitory area of Cheng Mingzhao''s brigade and listen to the sound of slogans being shouted on the playground in the distance, as if she could get closer to Cheng Mingzhao that way. "Qing Li, come for a walk again."


    The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.Captain Ge Fei''s wife, Xiao Ying, waved at her from a distance.


    "Oh, sister-in-law. Yes, it''s hard to stay at home, so it''s better to come here."


    "You still don''t feel comfortable with Mingzhao. Hey, I''ve gotten used to it over the years. Every time Old Ge... hey?"


    Xiao Ying was speaking when her cell phone suddenly rang. "Hey, Political Commissar Wu ......"


    "Hey, Xiao Xiao ah ......"


    Zhao Qingli vaguely heard a man''s voice coming from Xiao Ying''s cell phone, and the man just opened his mouth and fell silent. Then Zhao Qingli saw that Xiao Ying''s eyes were red. "Sister-in-law, what, what does it mean ah this is ......"


    Zhao Qing Li''s heart immediately panicked and she grabbed Xiao Ying''s arm as if to ask for help. Xiao Ying took a deep breath and asked with a trembling voice, "Political Commissar Wu, has anything happened to Lao Ge and the others?


    "I''m sorry Xiao Xiao, Ge Fei they ......"


    Zhao Qingli''s ears buzzed and she could no longer hear the voice on the phone. She stared deathly at Xiao Ying''s expression.


    After a long time, Xiao Ying slowly put down the phone, tears streaming down her face.


    "Qingli, Lao Ge and the others, the whole team sacrificed."


    Zhao Qingli was like a thunderbolt, her legs went limp and she sat on the ground, unable to make a single sound from her throat. Suddenly, she felt a heat rush out from between her legs.


    "Qing Li!"


    Zhao Qingli regained consciousness two days later. After resuscitation, the baby was finally saved, but it was extremely unstable, with signs of miscarriage at any time.


    The hospital room was full of flowers, mostly sent by Cheng Mingzhao''s comrades. Zhao Qingli looked out the window, the autumn sunlight was weak and seemed to be fighting a last battle. Today is the collective funeral of the SWAT team, Zhao Qingli could not attend. Xiao Ying came to visit her early in the morning and asked if she had anything to say to Cheng Mingzhao. Zhao Qingli didn''t say anything, but asked Xiao Ying to bring her a chrysanthemum from Cheng Mingzhao''s grave when she returned.


    Zhao Qingli put her hand on her stomach and rubbed it gently.


    "Ruwang, it''s lucky you''re here."


    A year later, Zhao Qingli returned to the laboratory building to continue teaching the anatomy class. The classroom was solemn, and on the dissection table, the large body teacher was covered with a white cloth and lying quietly. The students quietly formed a circle, and when they saw Zhao Qingli come in, they gently stepped aside for the main knife. Zhao Qingli calmly walked over to the dissection table, folded her hands in front of her, and bowed to the Great Body Teacher on the table. All the students bowed at the same time and spoke in unison:


    "Sr. Teacher... Good!"


    After bowing, Zhao Qingli stood up and lifted the white cloth.


    ......


    "Ming Dynasty ......"


    ......


    "Ming Chao."


    "I''m inside."


    "I''ll be waiting for you in the next life."


    "Good."


    "Little Master Qing Yin, what are you looking at?"


    "The Prajna Heart Sutra."


    "Will you recite it for me?"


    "Good."


    "Dear, what did you wish for?"


    "May my husband protect this world of prosperity and peace, and may the mountains and rivers remain intact."


    "Then I wish .... as you wish."


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