After sending Liu Ruobing back to the tent, Yang Qiuchi returned to his tent. Hong Ling was drunk and slept soundly, but Yang Qiuchi was not sleepy at all, and his mind was filled with Liu Ruobing's lonely eyes.

Finally, he put on his clothes, went out of the tent and returned to the stream. Here, there was the breath left by Liu Ruobing, and in this breath, he could find peace.

It was late at night, and the screams of wolves came faintly around. Except for the guard sentry guards who were alert to the swaying in the distance, everyone else went into the tent to sleep. The bonfire gradually became smaller, leaving only the red charcoal, which was still emitting the last warmth.

Yang Qiuchi held his knees with both hands and placed his chin on his knees. He remembered that this was Liu Ruobing's favorite position. A wave of tenderness appeared in his heart, mixed with guilt and bitter tenderness.

A big cloak gently draped on Yang Qiuchi's shoulder. Without turning his head, he knew it was Song Yuner. He was familiar with the smell on her body, which was a completely different taste from Hong Ling and Liu Ruobing.

It is said that the smell of each woman is different. Yang Qiuchi didn’t know before traveling through time. At that time, he didn’t have the opportunity to experience it. However, when the Ming Dynasty, there were more women around him, he naturally understood a little and felt that what he said made sense.

Song Yuner only wore a thin cotton vest, white pants and white boots, which looked even more beautiful and charming under the moonlight. She sat cross-legged next to Yang Qiuchi: "Brother, what are you thinking?"

"What are you thinking? I don't know." Yang Qiuchi looked into the distance and said in a daze.

Song Yuner tilted her head and stared at Yang Qiuchi: "Are you thinking of my master?"

Yang Qiuchi turned his face and forced a smile: "Little clever guy, do you know so much? How do you know that I am thinking of your master? Can't I miss you?"

"You won't miss me. Because I am always by your side." Song Yuner smiled slightly, then turned her face, looked at the boundless night and sighed quietly.

Yang Qiuchi smiled: "What's wrong? Why are you sighing?"

"Master must be very sad." Song Yuner said blindly.

Of course Yang Qiuchi knew what she was referring to and sighed.

"What are you going to do?" Song Yuner turned her face and looked at Yang Qiuchi. In the darkness, she couldn't see her expression clearly.

"I don't know." Yang Qiuchi answered honestly, "If I knew, I wouldn't be stunned here." He was telling the truth.

Song Yuner thought about it, as if she had made a great determination, and said slowly: "You take my master away and stay away from all this... You know the master's character. She can't be a canary in your cage. She just wants to spread her wings and soar alongside you..."

Yang Qiuchi's heart sank. Without saying a word, he looked foolishly at the grassland under the night, the vast grassland.

Song Yuner continued quietly, "Master hugged you and cried just now. You should know that the reason why my master promised you to live in Chengdu was because she was pregnant with your child. For the sake of the child, she could not wander anymore. However, once the child is born, the master will definitely leave with the child. How can you bear it if you let her and her mother wander around in the world?"

These words surprised Yang Qiuchi. He always felt that Yun'er was a little girl who only knew how to mess around all day, a naughty pistachio. I don't know when she had grown up. She had his own ideas and was very accurate in seeing things.

"You have grown up! Yun'er." Yang Qiuchi said sincerely.

Song Yuner forced a smile: "I really hope that I will never grow up. Once I grow up, I will have more troubles."

Song Yuner also imitated Yang Qiuchi's appearance, hugged her knees with her hands, and looked at the endless night. She asked, "Brother, is every man the same as you? She will never satisfy the women around her. Even if this woman is as beautiful as a fairy, men will always be boring, right? Just like my master. There is no woman more beautiful than her, but you still don't want to abandon everything. Love her and wander around the world..."

Yang Qiuchi was stunned and stared at Song Yun'er. This little girl had really grown up.

Song Yuner turned her face and looked at Yang Qiuchi: "Brother, am I right?"

"No! Yun'er, when I was with Ruobing, I already had Xiaoxue, Zhihui and the clay doll. You know this. I don't care about this special envoy, lord, magistrate, and magistrate. I can't care about it, but I can't care about my mother, Xiaoxue and the others, and you. Which end you told me to give up is to tear my heart, do you know!"

Song Yun'er was stunned. For a moment, both of them didn't speak.

After a long time, Song Yuner reached out and took Yang Qiuchi's arm, and put her face on his shoulder: "I'm sorry, brother, I should understand your pain. But, Master is really nice to me. I have been by her side since I was sensible. I really can't bear to see her sad..."

Yang Qiuchi patted her hand: "Yun'er, stop talking, we both feel sorry for Ruobing... But now, I can't find a good way to solve this problem. I can't abandon Xiaoxue and you and Ruobing, and I can't let her take the child alone and wander around the world.

Bo.

"What should I do?" Song Yuner sighed again.

"The only way is to convince Liu Ruobing to accept Xiaoxue and the others. As long as she wants, I can marry you and Hong Ling and never take a concubine again. If you don't believe it, we will move to an overseas island. We are just a family, and there is no other woman!"

Song Yuner sneer sneered and said, "Look at what you said, it's the same as a child playing house. An isolated island? It's just our family? What to do if the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea? What to do if the child is older? What to do if you want to get married and have children...?"

"Then... Anyway, as long as Ruobing can accept Xiaoxue and the others, he will stay and not leave, let alone not take a concubine, I am willing to do whatever I want me to do!"

Song Yuner was silent for a while before saying, "In the past, every time I saw you take a concubine, I would be angry for a long time, but in the end I tried every means to convince myself..."

"You are so nice! Yun'er." Yang Qiuchi couldn't help but grab Song Yun'er's hand and kissed her.

"Don't mess around! Listen to me." Song Yuner pulled him back, "But my master's personality is completely different from mine. Judging from my observation, so far, the master has no intention of accepting reality. So, I am worried that after the child is born, she may leave..."

Yang Qiuchi had already experienced the pain of Liu Ruobing leaving him, and was mentally prepared, but he still felt heart-wrenching pain.

Song Yuner snuggled up to him, hoping to use her emotions to soothe Yang Qiuchi's heart.

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The morning light gradually rose from behind the mountain to the east. As the dog barks, smoke rose from the roofs in the distance. Under the morning breeze, it slowly merged with the layers of mist in the mountains.

Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner returned to the tent to sleep very late. Early the next morning, after breakfast, the team continued to set off.

Along the way, Liu Ruobing was still talking to Yang Qiuchi gently. Inadvertently, Yang Qiuchi always met Liu Ruobing with a hint of lonely and loving look, which made him even more sure of Song Yuner's guess - Liu Ruobing is cherishing and remembering every moment he is with him.

If she could not convince Liu Ruobing to stay before the child was born, she would probably have no chance in the future. Liu Ruobing said that since she could not be her lifelong companion who could be a lifelong companion who would rather be a beauty who was separated from each other and stayed with her child for the rest of her life.

A few days later, the team was a temple, Gelden Temple. Yang Qiuchi thought to himself and took Liu Ruobing's hand: "Bing'er, let's go for a walk in the temple, okay? Pray for our children."

When Liu Ruobing heard Yang Qiuchi call her "Bing'er" for the first time, she felt sweet and bumpy all the way. She was very tired, but she wanted to go down and take a walk. She smiled and nodded.

After praying for blessings from the temple, Yang Qiuchi held Liu Ruobing's hand and stood under the white pagoda of Gerden Temple, silently looking up at the golden top of the temple. The pile of mani under the white pagoda was covered with prayer flags and wind ma, and the rich wind on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau was blowing towards him, with a strong smell of butter in the wind.

Song Yuner and Hong Ling had already returned to the carriage tactfully, and Nangong Xiong and Xia Ping's guards were also scattered around to guard the war. Only Yang Qiuchi and Liu Ruobing were left, standing in front of the temple hand in hand, feeling the extraordinary tranquility of the Buddha's light.

On the edge of the temple, rows of prayer drums are standing, the size of the bucket, and the six-character mantra "Om Mani Om" written in Tibetan, which has been ground to darkness and shiny. The bluestone path beside the prayer drum is also polished by its footsteps to the mirror.

Several old mothers with wrinkles and gray hair were turning the prayer drum with one hand, holding Buddhist beads with the other hand, chanting the mantras with the other hand, following each other, chanting the sutras around the temple one after another.

"Qiuchi, do you believe in the cycle of cause and effect?" Liu Ruobing looked at the old mothers and asked softly.

As a forensic doctor, Yang Qiuchi certainly cannot believe in the next life and in this life, and he does not know how to answer for a while.

Liu Ruobing looked at the constantly rotating prayer tube and was in a daze. The words seemed to be asking Yang Qiuchi, or asking herself.

Yang Qiuchi held her hand with one hand, and took the other hand and gently hugged her shoulders, hugged her tightly. Looking at the golden top of the white pagoda, for a moment, it seemed as if I had seen the deep shore, and slowly said: "Actually... I didn't believe it before... but with you..., I would rather believe in reincarnation...

"Why?" Liu Ruobing turned her face and almost touched his lips.

Yang Qiuchi held her shoulders with both hands, pulled her over, gently pressed her forehead, looked at her deeply, and said slowly but firmly: "Because I know... I owe you a complete life..., so... I hope there will be a next life..., that way... I will... be with you alone for the rest of my life!"
Chapter completed!