PFC Chapter 1069: The Man Comes Riding on a Bamboo Horse (Extra 7)
Chapter 1069: The Man Comes Riding on a Bamboo Horse (Extra 7)
Only “he” travels the world with a sword (Part 7)
"You keep the child!" Lu Qing knew that Xue Yao was willing to raise the child for her. She was actually happy in her heart, but she didn't show it. "I want to take a good look at him!"
Xue Yao was a little worried, but he thought that after all, it was Lu Qing's own child, and she would not do anything to the child.
After putting the child beside the bed, he went out.
As soon as the others left, Lu Qing almost instantly held the child in his arms and looked at the baby almost greedily.
With blue-green eyes and eyebrows similar to his own, Lu Qing said with some regret: "Why don't you look like Dahshi? I originally wanted to see him again before I died, but now it seems impossible!"
"Baby! Don't blame your mother. I can't do anything!" Lu Qing's voice choked with sobs. "I have never been able to control my own life. Being a member of the Lu family is too tiring, and it is too dangerous for you to be a member of the Lu family. I can exchange the manuscript for your safety.
But if I am gone, what will your grandpa do to you? I can't bet, and I dare not bet! Follow your Uncle Xue well. Although his mouth is a little bad, he is very good. In fact, there is also Uncle Qiu who can take care of you, but he is too fragile and can't keep secrets! "
Lu Qing held the child and gave him instructions for a long time. Perhaps she was too focused that she didn't even notice that Xue Yao had turned back.
Xue Yao, who originally thought that his friend was cold-hearted, couldn't help but feel sad when he saw this scene - he obviously loved her so much, but he didn't dare to get close to her, so his friend must be very sad too.
As the baby's crying sounded, Xue Yao discovered that his friend was feeding the baby something with a porcelain bottle.
"What are you doing!" Xue Yao rushed forward to grab the child anxiously, "No matter what, the child is innocent, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, you..."
Lu Qing looked at him tiredly and said, "This can cover up his eye color. After drinking this medicine, as long as his emotions are stable, his blue-green eyes will not show.
Xue Yao, I now solemnly entrust the child to you. Please, for the sake of our past friendship, raise him well!"
"Let's give him a name!" Xue Yao sighed softly, "He must have a name given to him by his parents!"
"Xue Yuan! Don't let him return to his roots. The Lu family is not a good place for him!" Lu Qing insisted.
Xue Yao understood Lu Qing's insistence and nodded cautiously. Looking at his friend's increasingly pale face, he realized that the fact that Lu Qing was able to say so many words just now was clearly a last gasp of energy.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Xue Yao took the child from Lu Qing's hands.
"I have a small courtyard in Yanzhou Prefecture, where I used to go back to rest. If the capital can't accommodate him and he can't find the way back to the tribe, please send him to Yanzhou!" Lu Qing's mind was gradually confused at this time.
She even forgot that her best friend had already agreed to raise her child: "It's only uncomfortable for a while, but it will be fine after it passes!"
"Stop talking, just take a rest!" Xue Yao wanted her to live a little longer, even if it was just one day, one hour, or even a quarter of an hour.
But Lu Qing had too many regrets and reluctances: "Don't take me back to the capital, just bury me on the highest slope outside this small town. One day I will be able to wait for the person I am waiting for!
There are two paintings in the painting barrel. One will be burned to accompany me in my burial, and the other will be left for Yuaner to see when he grows up. He must know what his biological father looks like..."
Lu Qing's words were intermittent, and in the end, he was almost out of breath, but he was still talking, as if he wanted to say everything that he had not said in his life.
Xue Yao was already in tears at this point, and could only respond with "Yeah, OK!"
The person who was reluctant to die suddenly stretched out his hand towards the sky and said in a shy voice that Xue Yao had never heard before: "Are you here to pick me up? Why did you come so late?
You are such a dishonest person! You came here after I gave birth to my child!"
Xue Yao was obviously startled.
"Okay, let's go!" Lu Qing raised his hand a little higher, and just when it reached the highest point, it fell down and hit the bed heavily.
"Someone come!" Xue Yao shouted, "Doctor, come and see my sister!"
The doctor had actually been waiting outside the door the entire time. Upon hearing the noise, he quickly pushed the door open and entered. He placed his hand under Lu Qing's nose to check for breath, then felt his pulse. After examining him for a moment, he said to Xue Yao, "Sir, please accept my condolences. Your sister is gone!"
Although he already knew the result, Xue Yao still felt very uncomfortable.
When the news of Lu Qing's death reached the capital, his manuscript was also delivered to the Lu family.
Qiu Yang, who had just finished special training, rushed to the border town without stopping after learning the news of his friend's death.
He couldn't understand why Xue Yao wanted to bury Lu Qing here, and he didn't understand why Xue Yao insisted on raising his friend's child himself.
At first, Qiu Yang would argue with his friend, but when Xue Yao, who was supposed to return to the capital to take up his post, asked his family to find him a sinecure and moved into a small courtyard in Yanzhou Prefecture, their interactions became less and less, and eventually the pair of friends gradually became strangers.