A Queen

"Eh?"

Just as she was about to leave, Ye Ziqing called her, which naturally made Dai Li feel strange.

Ye Zi turned over his hands and found something on the table.

A round, soft, fragrant pastry.

In the 21st century, it's called cake.

Dai Li glared.

This is

"Before I came here, I heard from my aunt that you liked this stuff and today is your birthday. She was still weak and couldn't come, so she asked the two of us to bring her."

So, are you here today just to celebrate my birthday?

Dai Li's eyes turned slightly red, but he curled up his lips and quickly went over to hug Ye Ziqing: "Cousin, you are so gentle, virtuous and considerate. If I were a man, I would definitely marry you!"

Why do these words sound so wrong?

Qianshan Muxue quietly made trouble at the side: "Aunt Ye made the cake. Your cousin probably added water while mixing the noodles. It was quite hard."

Ye Ziqing's expression twitched, he coughed, and said calmly: "You have merit too. You handed me the water scoop. You worked hard too."

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Dai Li was sweating: "You two sisters have worked hard together, how about a gift?"

Ye Ziqing: "Water in the cake"

Qianshan Muxue: "Water scoop, I'll give it to you when I get back."

Damn it, you’ve had enough!

Seeing the two scheming masters refusing to give gifts, Dai Li turned to look at Ji Qingwu.

The latter's mask shivered: "I've never seen anyone ask for a birthday gift from an enemy who has repeatedly assassinated you."

Crazy poor, right?

Dai Li glared: "Then will you give it to me? If you don't give it, don't blame me for what I did to your niece. In the dead of night, alone, a man and a girl. You can't stop me from destroying flowers with ruthless hands, haha~"

Lonely man? Where did the man come from? Mo Shaoxuan was deeply worried. Zhang Yuan's personality seemed to have a profound influence.

Ji Qingwu was at war with Dai Li for a second.

Sneer; "I didn't bring it"

"No cake without a gift!"

Aiya, I go!

Several people's faces turned dark. They were worried that someone would become as cool as Emperor Chang Yuan. What the hell is he!

It looks like he is obviously more gangster and more shameless, okay?

I would be greedy for that piece of cake! !

Who hasn’t celebrated their birthday?

It was snowing in Qianshan Mountain at dusk, and neither Mo Shaoxuan nor Ji Qingqing showed any signs of it.

I had a rough life experience, or I was born too noble and did not follow such a down-to-earth route, so

Turns out I have to eat cake for my birthday.

The three of them stood up.

Seeing the rogue look of this man, Ji Wuqing sneered, "Where's your face?"

"Then answer me a question"

"The reason why I am chasing you is because you have something I want. At that time, it was not important to me what your identity or who you were. There are no permanent enemies in this world, and naturally there are no permanent friends."

This world view is a bit distorted.

Dai Li raised his eyebrows: "Who knows this about you! I want to ask another question."

Ji Wuqing's eyes swept over her coolly.

"I have never been able to figure out whether you are a boy or a girl."

hehe. This question is really

In fact, we also want to know.

Ji Wuqing's face was expressionless, "First figure out whether you are a boy or a girl."

"Okay, then I'll change to another one." Dai Li thought deeply for a moment before asking, "Was she the one who helped me block the blow in the Demon-Suppressing Ancient Cave before?"

This question is very heavy. The other three didn't speak.

"Her? So you remember it, but do you still remember her name?" Ji Wuwu was a little surprised that Dai Li suddenly mentioned this. In fact, it's like the whole thing has dissipated.

Because Daili didn’t mention it, it was difficult for others to delve into it.

"Fu Ling" Dai Li still spit out this name.

"Yes." Ji Qingqing responded too simply, drank a glass of wine, and said: "We are the only ones who know about this matter, but she is probably your most ordinary, weakest and humblest friend. Living is harder than a dog. Die. I always think she is the stupidest person I have ever met, but she is also the only one I admire."

She poured a glass of wine for Dai Li: "Drink it."

Even if it is for Fu Ling.

Daili took it and drank it. Then lower your head and cut the cake.

Everyone got a portion, even the drunk Handan Xuanye.

No one mentioned what happened before, not even Daili. He just smiled the same as before.

Ye Ranqiu's craftsmanship was naturally excellent, and the cakes he made were much more delicious than those in the 21st century. Everyone ate a piece, and Ji Wuwu grabbed Handan Xuanye's collar and left.

She left, and Miss Qianshan and Cousin Ye also left.

Dai Li thought that these two people might have secretly come to give her gifts during the night shift. They are two pretentious girls~

She had already guessed it in her heart, and on the surface she was not upset about the separation, but she saw Mo Shaoxuan handing something over.

"Book? Pornographic pictures? How do you know I'm good at this?"

"It's a secret method of deep root implantation. It can improve some results and may have some effect on you."

"Hey, Xuanxuan, are you ready?"

Mo Shaoxuan rolled his sleeves indifferently: "Look through whatever you find, but it's useless, and don't call me that."

"Axuan?"

"Um"

Compared to Xuanxuan or Xiaoxuanxuan, the childish and younger names for Axuan, it’s just okay.

They were the only two left here. Before leaving, Mo Shaoxuan said something to Dai Li.

"Ever since Ruan was born, my aunt's only request for her was to regard the gods as enemies and fight to the death, but she would never give her the rest. She worked very hard, so her temperament was like this. In fact, She's not a bad person, maybe she's similar to you in some aspects. I hope you can be more tolerant of her~ If possible."

To be honest, Dai Li had never seen Mo Shaoxuan look so hesitant and helpless.

"You really don't have to worry about this. I've always been very tolerant of good-looking people. Besides, she's my sister, so there's no way she's my sister. After all, it's like twins. Maybe I'm older."

Mo Shaoxuan turned around and left.

Daili followed behind. While shouting: "Hey, Ah Xuan, you can testify for me tomorrow. I am older, and to be fair, today is also her birthday. Do you have her contact information? Do you have such a cake?" I can’t finish it~”

In the dark night, Daili stayed in a wing room. Divide the cake into several portions. Facing the moonlight, I poured the wine and sprinkled it on the ground

"Fu Ling. Today is my birthday, and I have a piece of cake from you. If I return a birthday cake next year, you will also have a piece of cake. You just need to remember to come."

There was a pause. Dai Li drank another drink by himself and sat in front of the window and thought for a long time. Fu Ling's and those from the Great Famine Period, sometimes mixed together, make the brain feel dull pain. In chaos, three glasses of wine were enough to make her drunk.

I ate another piece of cake and my mouth was sweet. Her throat was a little dry, so she lay down on the table.

The Peach Blossom Festival every year is Chang Yuan’s birthday. Why didn’t she understand before~

"Just wait, I will definitely get you back during the Peach Blossom Festival next year."

The moonlight is cold, the window is open, and the cake is facing the moonlight. There is an isolation film on the outside, which can block dust, smoke and wind, and can be preserved without any change.

Maybe she was looking forward to the return of those who had left

Even once.

She stood alone in front of the window for a long time. In the moonlight, she looked at the things in her hands.

The palm-sized rabbit was snow-white and made of bones. The knife marks were not perfect, even a little rough and a little dull.

The bones of Prince Tiandu.

She should like the bone rabbit made from the enemy's bones, just like the steamed buns~~ Ruan tilted his head, remembering the appearance of the pair of little girls

She placed the bone white rabbit in Dai Li's hand

He secretly thought that this person had indeed suffered a lot in the battle in Mingchi, and now he couldn't even feel her at such a close distance.

Or maybe my heart is too tired, too tired?

Ruan moved his hand away from the bone rabbit and wanted to pat his sister on the head like that sister, but his hand stopped there and couldn't fall down.

"Ruan, don't get close to her." That day, she was so happy that she waited for her mother, but she only got this sentence.

She, who is she, her sister, you, who are you, my mother?

Ruan's face suddenly turned pale, a little uncertain.

After a while, she retracted her hand and took back the bones of the white rabbit. When she turned to leave, the bones turned into snow-white powder under her hands.

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There are really no gifts or anything like that.

When Daili woke up early in the morning, all he saw was cake and sunshine.

What about the midnight surprise you promised? Damn it!

They really are not pretentious at all.

If you say no, then you really don’t!

So this early in the morning, the Qianshan girl with flying black hair saw the depressed-looking Zuo girl.

Auntie is here?

As soon as Dai Li saw the beautiful and picturesque Qianshan girl with fluttering black hair, he smiled so quickly that he jumped over

We agreed to find trouble or something like that

Oops, forget it.

Ye Ziqing is in charge of matters in southern Xinjiang and cannot stay longer. However, Qianshan Muxue is free to accompany Dai Li when he leaves the Monster Clan, but before leaving,

Dai Li met Mu Qingyan.

It was exactly the same as the platform on the water in Zombie City. She was sitting there fishing, with her bare feet on the water, her robe half lifted, revealing her long, snow-white calves. There were several bottles of wine beside her, like a lone fisherman. Free and easy.

Qianshan Muxue watched from a distance, feeling that the strong and heavy twilight energy in this man's body had finally dissipated.

However, she originally thought that Dai Li and Mu Qingyan would have a lot to say, but in fact they had very little to say. Maybe when their memories came back to life, their understanding of each other made them no longer need words.

Of course, there is still something to be said.

“Fishing technology has not improved in a century, so you’d better stop fishing.”

"Wouldn't it be boring to die if I didn't have some fun during these long years?"

"Oh, so you are feeding the fish"

""(To be continued)

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