The howling wind wrapped in snowflakes hit people like waves.
It has been many years since Yongdu has had such heavy snow.
The flying eaves, carved beams and painted buildings have all disappeared. The magnolia flowers on the ancient trees were blown down by the strong wind before their blooming period, and flew all over the sky.
All that was left before Xie Bufeng's eyes was a vast expanse of snow.
Under the heavy snow, the boy could not see anything clearly. He could only hear the neighing of war horses coming from afar and bursts of pain coming from someone unknown.
The panic in his heart was infinitely magnified by the chaotic snowy night.
Wait, wait some more.
You must wait for me to come.
The young man gritted his teeth and followed the snow-covered palace road to the Imperial Medical Bureau based on his memory.
At this time, in the small courtyard.
Although the wind was freezing cold, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on the foreheads of the Hengxin guards who were responsible for guarding Wen Qingci.
As soon as the others came out, they glanced at each other hurriedly.
Then they saw fear and hesitation in each other's eyes.
Hengxinwei was a newly formed team, and every member was selected by the emperor himself.
His original selection criteria were not "loyalty" but "ambition".
Therefore, when faced with danger, these Hengxin guards did not hesitate for even half a second, and threw their original tasks aside, and instead thought about how to survive, or even gain profit for themselves.
The sounds of fighting outside the Imperial Medical Bureau became louder and louder.
Xie Bufeng's men have already fought their way outside, so if we continue to wait here we will surely die.
Realizing that the situation was hopeless, those people reached a consensus almost instantly.
"Let's go! We can't stay here any longer."
"Okay, let's go to the palace first—"
"yes!"
The Imperial Medical Bureau was located in a corner of the Imperial Palace. The way out of the palace had been blocked by cavalry, so they could only continue to move inside.
After the words fell, one of them put the sword to Wen Qingci's neck: "Don't move, shut up and come with us, or we will kill you now!"
"Cough cough..." Wen Qingci coughed heart-wrenchingly again, and barely squeezed out the word "OK."
Seeing how seriously ill he was, Heng Xinwei felt relieved and stopped caring about him.
A few people took Wen Qingci and quickly passed through the red gate connecting the imperial physician's office to the harem and went into the palace.
The snow fluttered heavily like cotton wool.
Heng Xinwei, who was squinting his eyes and struggling to identify the palace road ahead, did not see that Wen Qingci put a white pill into his mouth while wiping the blood from the corner of his lips.
The strong wind blew heavy snow towards me. After I walked out of the courtyard, I had to raise my voice to make my voice clearly heard by the people around me:
"Find a place to hide first, and then we'll see what happens later!"
"Imperial Garden, let's go to the Imperial Garden!" The Hengxin Guard who had his sword against Wen Qingci's neck shouted, "I know there is a place where people are hiding!"
"Okay, let's go—"
The outcome of this palace coup is still unknown, and the four Hengxin guards are not in a hurry to take sides at this time.
They planned to hide first and make plans after the palace coup was over... As for Wen Qingci, who was brought with them, he was their bargaining chip.
The sound of fighting penetrated the strong wind and reached my ears.
Urged by fear, Heng Xinwei could not help but quicken his pace, and his men gradually lost strength.
The sword blade, which was originally pressed flat against Wen Qingci's neck, slowly pressed against the flesh, leaving a shallow blood mark.
"Cough cough..." The cold air traveled through the air, along with the metal sword blade against his neck, and reached Wen Qingci's body.
He started coughing involuntarily, his body still shaking slightly.
He kept his eyes downcast, and the heavy snow that was like white paint splashed in the air and his thick and long eyelashes like crow feathers together covered his dark pupils, completely hiding Wen Qingci's emotions.
In the panic, Heng Xinwei did not notice that there was no fear in Wen Qingci's eyes.
He was even planning something at this time.
Before he knew it, his black hair had turned white with snow.
The news of the chaos in the palace quickly spread throughout the Taishu Palace.
Many eunuchs and palace maids took advantage of this time to pack up their belongings and even stole treasures, hoping to escape from the palace during the chaos.
Some of the palaces also caught fire - this was set after they had finished stealing.
Seeing the Hengxin Guards coming towards them from afar, the eunuch who was carrying a bag thought they were here to arrest him, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare your life—"
But until his forehead was bleeding, he hesitated and looked up, only to find that the Hengxin guards had disappeared long ago.
They just left like that
The eunuch was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up using all four limbs and ran to the side door in a hurry.
In the chaos, he suddenly remembered that the Hengxin guards seemed to be bringing someone with them
He was wearing a moon-white cloak... If I was not mistaken, that person should be the imperial physician Wen Qingci!
Forget it, now is not the time to think about this.
The eunuch looked back and ran forward in a hurry.
Over the past few months, Hengxinwei has completely replaced the original security of Taishu Palace.
Their daily activities take place in every corner of the palace.
The Heng Xinwei who spoke just now discovered a secret door hidden behind the small pavilion in the Imperial Garden while on patrol.
There is a dark room behind the door. Although it is dilapidated, it is a good place to hide people.
Several people braved the heavy snow and entered the dark room.
The sound of the wind and snow was blocked off to one side. In the pitch-black dark room, the frightened Heng Xinwei adjusted his breathing and said, "After all, we are still in Taishu Palace and cannot stay here for long... We will see if we can escape in the chaos and wait outside the palace for changes. If His Majesty wins, we will offer him up as originally planned. If it is His Highness..."
The person who was speaking was still hesitating, as if he was wondering what the relationship between Wen Qingci and Xie Bufeng was.
During the pause, another person suddenly spoke up and added coldly: "If Xie Bufeng wins, he will definitely not let us go. Why don't we just drain Wen Qingci's blood outside the palace, and then divide the blood equally and let each of us make our own living!"
He completely regarded Wen Qingci as a medicine rather than a living person.
No matter who wins in the end, Wen Qingci's blood will be drained.
The dark room was silent for a few seconds: "Okay."
No one objected.
Several people have made up their minds completely.
It's time!
Wen Qingci, who had been dragged along, coughed from time to time, and looked like he could be blown down by any gust of wind, suddenly raised his right hand.
Then, several silver lights flashed from his hands and went straight to Heng Xinwei in the dark room.
"Stop, stop now, what are you doing?!"
"ah-"
Wen Qingci's movements were faster than the wind and snow outside.
The darkroom was too small, and Heng Xinwei's movements were greatly restricted.
The distance between them was very close, which made it easier for Wen Qingci to aim directly with the silver needle.
The Hengxin guards around them had no time to react before the silver needles pierced their vital points. They instantly lost all strength and fell heavily backwards.
Heng Xinwei had no time to withdraw his hand, and the sword that was against Wen Qingci's neck gently passed through his neck.
Although the wound was not deep, the skin and flesh were turned inside out in an instant, and a string of blood oozed out.
Wen Qingci frowned subconsciously and pressed his hand on the wound.
He started coughing and slowly took out a tinder from his sleeve.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally gritted his teeth and threw the thing in his hand away, then pushed open the door of the dark room and left quickly.
The moment the flames lit, Wen Qingci's heart sank.
After two years, his hands were still stained with blood.
But at this critical moment of life and death, he could not afford to hesitate.
Taishu Palace was built in the previous dynasty, and the dark room was obviously built at that time as well.
The palace maid in charge of cleaning the imperial garden did not know of its existence and therefore never took care of it.
The floor of the dark room was littered with dead leaves that had fallen from the vents, and in just a few seconds they burst into flames.
A strong wind blew in his face. Wen Qingci tightened the collar of his cloak and walked forward, gritting his teeth.
The emperor would certainly not allow Xie Bufeng's power to continue to expand in Yongdu, and Xie Bufeng would never allow himself to be manipulated by others.
Xie Bufeng in the original novel led three thousand cavalrymen directly back from the north and proclaimed himself king.
Therefore, today's palace coup was also within Wen Qingci's expectations.
He had already made up his mind to take advantage of the chaos during the palace coup to fake his death and leave Taishu Palace.
The behavior of these Hengxinweis was beyond his expectations.
But inadvertently, it facilitated and helped Wen Qingci escape... Everything happened more smoothly than he had originally thought.
They had been walking in a hurry just now and met many palace maids and eunuchs.
For fear of wasting time, Heng Xinwei did not waste time dealing with them.
With these people's eyewitness testimony, plus the scene in the dark room, those who came later would probably think that they had died along with them in the chaos caused by the coup.
At this time, those who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape from Taishu Palace had already left the Imperial Garden in the center of the harem, and the palace road was empty.
Wen Qingci used all his strength and used lightness skills to move towards the corner of Taishu Palace.
The howling north wind took away all the warmth from people's bodies.
Even the wound on Wen Qingci's neck was about to freeze.
The night was as thick as ink, and the flames of war in Taishu Palace had spread to the entire Yongdu City.
Every household closed their doors, fearing that they would be affected.
Only the clinic located in a corner of Yongdu City slowly opened its doors at this time.
A man wearing a white fox fur coat and a bamboo hat came out of the clinic in the snow and wind and headed towards Taishu Palace.
—Song Junran, the master of the Divine Doctor Valley, left Songxiu Mansion and came here at some point without anyone noticing.
—
Probably no one expected that those Hengxin guards would be so afraid of death.
They didn't stay in the Imperial Medical Bureau for long at all, and they disobeyed orders and escaped from there.
Xie Bufeng was still a step too late after all.
When I arrived at the Imperial Medical Bureau in the snow and wind, it was already empty.
A feeling of uneasiness enveloped him instantly.
There was chaos outside the palace at this time, and Heng Xinwei would certainly not take Wen Qingci out of the palace at this time.
"Search," Xie Bufeng gritted his teeth and said to the soldiers behind him, "We must dig three feet into the ground to find the person."
"yes!"
The surrounding soldiers immediately received the order and began searching everywhere with the Imperial Medical Bureau as the center.
Xie Bufeng's eyes slowly swept across here, then he jumped on his horse and ran towards the center of Taishu Palace.
He must take complete control of the palace as quickly as possible.
The war horses galloped on the palace road, raising a cloud of snow and mist wherever they passed.
Faster, faster...
Xie Bufeng clenched the reins in his hands and ran towards the Yi Guang Hall.
At the other end of the palace, Wen Qingci desperately mobilized his internal energy, and in just over ten minutes, he arrived at the wall of Taishu Palace before everyone else.
He couldn't help but look back.
The bright moon in the sky and the blazing fire nearby illuminated the Taishu Palace in the wind and snow.
The magnolia flowers, which had just bloomed, were blown down by the strong wind and scattered everywhere like burning white phosphorus.
Wen Qingci clenched his palms.
Just as he was about to cross the palace wall and go out, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears.
somebody is coming.
Wen Qingci held his breath and hid behind an ancient tree in the snow.
“…Are your bows and arrows ready?” The man who spoke was wearing soft armor and a golden crown on his head.
Wen Qingci paused and then remembered that the man in front of him should be the leader of Hengxinwei promoted by the emperor.
He was not with the emperor when the palace coup took place. What was he doing here
"Reporting to the Lord, it is ready!"
"Okay!" The leader of Hengxinwei smiled slowly, took one of the bows and arrows in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Xie Bufeng came with the Northern Iron Cavalry. No one can defeat him head-on. After he seizes the throne, he will definitely not let go of anyone who stands on your Majesty's side."
"If you want to save your life, there is only one way..." The strong wind blew his voice to Wen Qingci's ears, and the leader almost gritted his teeth and said, "Take advantage of his unpreparedness and kill him directly in the dark."
"After the matter is accomplished, we will support the third prince to succeed to the throne." After saying this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Unlike Xie Bufeng and Xie Guanzhi, the third prince is a well-known idiot.
If he could be helped to ascend to the throne, then Heng Xinwei would certainly be able to directly undermine the imperial power and gain supreme honor.
Wen Qingci's breath was choked.
"Yes! Sir!"
This principle is simple to understand.
But after just a few words, the Hengxin guards around became excited.
There was a hint of madness and anticipation in their voices.
This palace coup is both a crisis and an opportunity.
Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk.
This is a huge gamble. If you lose, you will fall into the abyss. If you succeed... you will ascend to heaven in one step and enjoy overwhelming wealth.
The group quickly turned around and headed towards the main hall.
Unconsciously, Wen Qingci's neatly trimmed nails on his right hand had already been deeply embedded in the palm of his hand.
His palms were also soaked with cold sweat.
In the original novel, Heng Xinwei does not exist at all, let alone the so-called assassination.
Even the emperor himself would not have thought that his most trusted leader of Hengxinwei would sneak away at this time and gather his troops to make other plans.
The most important thing is that this was obviously a temporary decision and Xie Bufeng had definitely never heard of it.
The palace wall was within reach.
As long as Wen Qingci uses his lightness skills to jump out of here, he will be able to completely stay away from the right and wrong of Taishu Palace.
But what about Xie Bufeng
Wen Qingci hesitated for only a few seconds, then gritted his teeth, turned around, and followed Heng Xinwei forward.
Never mind, I've prepared myself in advance and taken that pill...
No matter what, we can leave here.
Just like when he was in Ninghe Palace, he couldn't convince himself to choose to protect himself and watched Xie Bufeng being locked up in the government office. At this time, Wen Qingci also couldn't bear to watch the young man fall into such a huge crisis without knowing it.
The wind is howling.
The snow particles hit Wen Qingci's cheek, causing a stinging pain.
Xie Bufeng should be near the main hall of Taishu Palace now.
Wen Qingci summoned up his inner strength, hoping to speed up and bypass the group of Hengxin guards to go to the main hall to look for Xie Bufeng.
But the next second, a fishy-sweet taste came out of his mouth, and he almost fainted and fell on the snow.
The internal energy flowing through the meridians even showed signs of moving backwards at this moment.
The previous trip almost exhausted all his strength. If it weren't for his strong willpower, Wen Qingci might not even be able to reach the palace wall.
There was no other way, Wen Qingci could only suppress his discomfort, forced himself to cheer up and follow them towards the main hall.
Taishu Palace, Yiguang Hall.
This is where the emperor usually sleeps and the heart of the palace.
Even Wen Qingci had never set foot inside before.
At this time, on the open space outside Yi Guang Palace, the two sides had already been fighting fiercely.
The blood dyed the snow red.
Countless Hengxin guards surrounded the Yi Guang Palace in three layers.
Not to mention the military strength of the Hengxin Guard, which was promoted and formed by the emperor not long ago, its numbers alone have been at a disadvantage over time.
Xie Bufeng's troops gradually gathered from all directions, and the emperor, who was hiding behind the Heng Xinwei shield, looked visibly ugly.
However, in just two sticks of incense, they were completely at a disadvantage.
The emperor who has lived to this day under the influence of "loyalty", "propriety" and "ethics" has disguised himself all his life for the sake of "reputation after death".
Until now, he has not been able to recover from Xie Bufeng's blatant rebellion and heresy.
"Thank you, Bufeng!" On the high platform, a man in bright yellow suppressed the fear in his heart and looked at the young man with wide eyes.
At this point, he still pretended: "You have made great military achievements. Even if you don't rebel, you can still inherit the throne. This move will only make you fall into a situation of disloyalty, injustice, and unfilial-"
Xie Bufeng smiled disdainfully, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not fade.
He slowly raised his left hand, signaling the soldiers behind him to continue forward.
—This group of cavalrymen were even wearing the heavy armor they wore when fighting against the Northern Di.
The murderous intent acquired from the battlefield was far beyond what Heng Xinwei could achieve.
The emperor is doomed.
“Hahahaha…” On the high platform, Xie Zhaolin, hiding behind countless Hengxin guards, suddenly burst into laughter.
He was dressed in bright yellow, with messy hair and red eyes. He actually staggered back a few steps while laughing, as if he had fallen mad again.
After trying so hard to seize the throne, in the end, it has to be taken advantage of
Ridiculous, really too ridiculous!
For a moment, resentment, anger, and fear came over me all at once.
Seeing Xie Bufeng's stubborn look, the emperor finally took off his hypocritical mask.
"… Come here," Xie Zhaolin ordered the people behind him expressionlessly, "bring Concubine Lan and the princess to me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After saying that, Xie Zhaolin slowly raised one corner of his lips.
The hatred in his eyes became more and more violent at this moment.
He had never expected that Xie Bufeng would come here without any regard for etiquette and catch him off guard.
At this point, the emperor had no choice but to resort to his worst plan - using Concubine Lan and Xie Fuyin as human shields to delay time and escape through the secret passage in the palace.
At worst... I will make them die with me today, and make Xie Bufeng a cruel and tyrannical king who is destined to be disgraced by others.
If he guessed correctly, Xie Bufeng seemed to have some feelings for Lan Fei and his sister.
The boy will definitely give these two people some face.
Thinking of this, the emperor slowly laughed.
The emperor felt a sharp pain on his forehead, but as he was trapped here, he had no time to take the Fuxuanhua Pill.
The cold wind and the pain barely helped him stay calm.
"Reporting to His Majesty..." A Hengxin Guard knelt on the ground with a plop. He said in a trembling voice, "Lady Lan and the little princess are missing..."
As he spoke, Heng Xinwei's body was shaking like a sieve.
"What did you say?!" The emperor looked incredulous.
He covered his heart tightly with his right hand and almost fell to the ground.
"Where did they go?"
"No, that's not right... I just saw them! Right here, right here in the palace!"
In a panic, the emperor became incoherent.
He muttered in horror: "Who, who took them away?!"
The wind was howling and the emperor looked extremely embarrassed.
As the residence of emperors of all dynasties, Yi Guang Hall has extremely complex secret passages and countless secret rooms.
They are connected in all directions, even to outside the palace.
Concubine Lan and Xie Fuyin were locked up in one of the secret rooms.
Not to mention this group of soldiers who have been stationed in the north!
Even if Xie Bufeng himself went in, he would not be able to know how to open the secret passage.
How did he do it? How did Xie Bufeng do it
The emperor's voice was not loud, but it was blown to Xie Bufeng's ears by the strong wind.
The boy laughed slowly and looked at him as if he were a dead object.
It was already late at night, but under the light, the open space outside Yi Guang Hall was as bright as day.
Everyone here is hacking and killing desperately.
Blood gathered on the ground in scarlet streams and then froze into ice, and the corpses had piled up into small hills.
The emperor looked around slowly with empty eyes.
Then he suddenly kicked Heng Xinwei hard, who was kneeling on the ground and unable to get up.
"You bastards! You can't even keep an eye on two people. What use do I have for you?!"
The emperor's eyes went dark.
He knew that if he turned around and entered the hall right now, he would leave through the secret passage.
Then the Hengxinwei guarding outside would instantly lose their backbone and would definitely surrender directly to Xie Bufeng.
By that time, there would be no Lan Fei and Xie Fuyin to serve as meat shields for him to delay time.
The person you don't want to meet will most likely be caught up immediately.
But under the threat of death.
The emperor still staggered step by step back towards the palace behind him.
Before his hand touched the door grille, the door behind him creaked and opened by itself.
—An old eunuch in purple brocade robes appeared before him with a whisk in his hand and a smile on his face.
When he saw him, the old eunuch clasped his hands and bowed slowly: "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"
"you-"
After seeing clearly who the person was, the emperor suddenly felt angry and his head swelled.
In the next second, blood spurted out of his mouth.
A few points also splashed onto the corner of the clothes of the smiling eunuch opposite.
—
"Mother... why are there so many people here?" Xie Fuyin buried his face in Concubine Lan's neck and asked fearfully.
"Fu Yin, be good," Concubine Lan gently patted her daughter's back and comforted her as she walked out, "Close your eyes and wait for your mother to tell you to open them, okay?"
"Um... OK." Xie Fuyin nodded obediently.
She was held by Concubine Lan and appeared behind the emperor openly.
Immediately afterwards, a dozen soldiers in heavy armor appeared.
“Hahahahahahahaha…” Seeing this, the emperor went completely crazy. He opened his arms and stumbled back a few steps.
Yes, I almost forgot.
Besides himself, there is another person in this palace who knows the distribution of secret passages and dark rooms.
That person is the virtuous eunuch.
He actually completely sided with Xie Bufeng and brought his men into the secret passage from somewhere else!
Seeing the enemy coming from behind him, Heng Xinwei's fighting spirit was immediately shattered.
In front of the emperor, Eunuch Xian turned around and made a "please" gesture to Concubine Lan.
"Your Majesty, please come this way." The virtuous eunuch quickly took Concubine Lan to the sheltered corridor.
Xie Bufeng heard the emperor's plan from his inner voice.
Not long after returning to Yongdu, he realized that Eunuch Xian had fallen from power.
While the palace banquet was going on, Xie Bufeng asked someone to contact the old eunuch in secret.
And just as Xie Bufeng expected, he immediately agreed.
After all, this is a good opportunity to surrender to the new emperor that no one can refuse.
"boom."
The outcome is decided.
I don't know who dropped the sword in his hand to the ground first.
One after another, almost all of the Hengxin guards in the open space outside Yi Guang Palace gave up resistance.
"Long live the emperor!"
"Long live the emperor—"
Heng Xinwei knelt in a pool of blood in front of Yi Guang Palace, shouting "Long live the emperor" over and over again.
The sound was deafening.
Xie Zhaolin, dressed in bright yellow, laughed like crazy.
Ecstasy, anger, and fear appeared on his face alternately.
Xie Zhaolin began to have hallucinations.
For a moment he felt as if he had returned to more than 20 years ago, to the day when he ascended the throne, and all those cheers of "Long live the throne" were for him.
Then he felt that the soldiers in front of him, and Xie Bufeng, were all river workers in the Yinchuan Grand Canal who came to claim his life.
"Help-"
"Protect the emperor!!!"
Xie Zhaolin knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, yelling and screaming as if he had gone completely crazy.
A soldier in heavy armor walked out of the Yi Guang Hall, knelt on one knee on the ground, and slowly raised the jade seal in his hand.
"Long live the emperor!"
This time, the soldiers behind Xie Bufeng finally followed suit and shouted: "Long live the emperor!"
The sound was so loud that it echoed throughout the Taishu Palace.
The news also reached Wen Qingci's ears.
Xie Bufeng succeeded to the throne.
From the corner of his eye he saw that the leader of Hengxinwei, not far away, had sent people to climb up the distant tower under the cover of darkness and strong winds.
Then he drew up his heavy bow and took aim at the Yi Guang Hall where the lights were on.
"Thank you, be careful—"
Wen Qingci was too far away from Yi Guang Palace, and before his voice could be heard, it was blown back by the strong wind.
Not to mention Xie Bufeng, even the group of Hengxin guards around him didn't hear it.
Wen Qingci, who was already exhausted, gritted his teeth and forced himself to swallow the blood.
He used all his strength one last time, performing Qinggong, and moved forward.
In front of Yiguang Palace, Xie Bufeng said slowly: "Stand up."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
-His Majesty.
From this moment on, Xie Bufeng became His Majesty.
"Long live the emperor." Even the supreme power hidden behind these four words did not seem to cause the slightest ripple in the young man's heart.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to find Wen Qingci immediately.
Thinking of this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
After the fighting stopped, the whistling wind became even more deafening.
The broken sword fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, which were blown by the strong wind and rolled on the ground.
With a loud bang, a magnolia tree outside Yi Guang Hall was blown in half by the strong wind and fell heavily to the ground.
The magnolia flowers danced in the strong wind, and the fragrance filled the air in an instant.
Just when Xie Bufeng pulled the reins tightly and was about to leave here to look for Wen Qingci in person, something strange happened.
"Thank you for meeting me!"
Before the loud sound of Yulan falling to the ground could fade away, the hoarse yet familiar voice was torn apart by the strong wind and blew into Xie Bufeng's ears.
The boy's feeling of uneasiness erupted at this moment.
He subconsciously widened his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
Xie Bufeng has never seen such a beautiful scene in his life.
I have never seen such a horrific scene.
A crescent silver moon illuminates the entire snowy night.
Under the moon, Wen Qingci tiptoed lightly, like a petal of magnolia, falling from the tower.
Xie Bufeng held his breath.
He subconsciously raised his hand to catch the magnolia petal.
—But in the end, I only had time to see a glimpse of moonlight passing before my eyes.
Everything happened in an instant.
There was a sound of breaking air in Xie Bufeng's ears.
The next second, countless arrows flew down from the sky, chasing after Wen Qingci and heading towards him.
Some were blown sideways by the strong wind, and some were pierced directly into the vital points.
“Whoosh!”
In the darkness, a long arrow flew through the air, almost piercing Xie Bufeng's heart.
But at this moment, he was blocked by the moon-white figure.
In an instant, the long arrow pierced Wen Qingci's left shoulder.
"Ah..." He groaned in pain.
Blood gushed out, dyeing the magnolia sky red.
The bitter fragrance filled the air and splashed on Xie Bufeng's cheek.
In front of Yi Guang Palace, countless people looked up at where the new emperor was.
The calmness in those light amber eyes shattered in an instant, and was then filled with panic and helplessness.
The Wei Dynasty warriors saw that the new emperor, who they believed was almost omnipotent, slowly stretched out his hand, trying to grab the white moonlight, but in the end... he only touched the cold hem of his clothes.
The moon-white figure fell on the snow.
Xie Bufeng's world stopped in an instant.
Without caring about the arrows that had not stopped flying, he dismounted and hugged Wen Qingci tightly in his arms.
The strong wind was still blowing, but in Xie Bufeng's ears, all he could hear was the faint breathing and heartbeat of the person in his arms.
There was only bright red in front of my eyes.
Why is Wen Qingci here
There was only fear left in Xie Bufeng's heart.
Unable to stop the blood oozing out from Wen Qingci's wound.
The face of the person in his arms was as pale as paper, but the faint smile on his lips never faded.
“Ahem… Fortunately… Fortunately we made it.” Wen Qingci felt relieved. His eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and were about to close in the next moment.
There was only numbness between his chest and lungs.
It seemed that he no longer had the strength to speak.
"Don't sleep, Wenqing, don't sleep..." The anxiety and fear accumulated over the past few days pressed down on the young man. Xie Bufeng didn't realize that his voice was trembling, "Open your eyes and look at me, I will take you to find..."
Xie Bufeng suddenly couldn't utter the words "imperial physician".
The person in front of him is the best imperial physician in the Wei Dynasty.
Wen Qingci opened his eyes slightly, and there was a rare warmth in his dark pupils.
He looked at the flying snow and magnolias all over the sky, and used up his last bit of strength to whisper to Xie Bufeng: "Ahem... Your Highness... Your Highness still remember what you promised me? Ahem... If, if I die someday, I hope Your Highness can send me back... to the valley..."
Wen Qingci's voice became smaller and smaller.
Like magnolias all over the sky, they were buried in the snow.
But his words that day, like a curse, echoed in Xie Bufeng's mind.
—Instead of letting the corpse decompose into mud, it is better to use it for medical research, which can be considered a worthy death.
Corpse.
Xie Bufeng, who fought for survival on the battlefield, saw countless corpses.
But he could never imagine it.
One day, Wen Qingci will also become a corpse.
Emotions as heavy as the sea surged up, and in an instant, even breathing became difficult for Xie Bufeng.
The young man wiped the blood from Wen Qingci's lips with trembling hands.
It seems that if you wipe it clean, Wen Qingci will be healed.
Why
Xie Bufeng didn't understand what this was.
He could drive out the Northern Di and fight his way back to Yongdu despite risking his life.
You can seize the throne and own endless territory.
You can accomplish achievements that ordinary people would find difficult to imagine in their lifetime.
But... no matter how hard I try, I can't keep the person in front of me.
Wen Qingci's body temperature is fading away.
The heavy snow was like a blanket, covering him bit by bit.
It seemed as if he wanted to take him away from Xie Bufeng in this way.
The young man suddenly went crazy and used his hands to brush off the snow on Wen Qingci's body, as if by doing so he could take his life back.
But the heavy snow just refused to stop.
As soon as he brushed off a leaf, a new one appeared to replace it.
Xie Bufeng suddenly stopped moving. He tightly grasped the cold fingers of the person in his arms, and placed his lips on Wen Qingci's ear. He spoke word by word, almost forcing out a sentence through his teeth: "After you die, there will be no antidote, and I will have to go with you."
"… From now on, the world will be in chaos, and even the Divine Doctor Valley will suffer. Is this what you want to see?"
He seemed to be threatening Wen Qingci, as if he was trying to force Wen Qingci to have a desire to survive.
In fact, only the young man himself knew that he didn't care at all about the Valley of Divine Doctors and the chaos in the world.
Xie Bufeng's life is a series of abandonment.
Until that day when the river was filled with lotus lanterns, Wen Qingci followed the lanterns and found himself.
Xie Bufeng finally felt that he had grasped something in his life.
But today he realized that this was just another abandonment.
"In this world, you are the only one who can never leave me..." He gritted his teeth and said, "No matter where you go, I will catch up with you."
He clenched Wen Qingci's wrist as if he wanted to crush it.
The moon-white figure almost blended into the heavy snow.
Wen Qingci's body temperature is getting lower and lower...
In a trance, Xie Bufeng was reminded of the snowy night of the Community Day Festival.
The lamb gradually lost its life and became stiff and cold in his arms.
Swallowed up bit by bit by the heavy snow.
"No... it's not poison," Wen Qingci used up his last bit of strength, he smiled and coughed out a mouthful of blood, shook his head gently, and whispered: "... what I feed Your Highness is always... honey that I make... myself..."
"What did you say?!"
The sweetness of the pill two years ago seemed to melt in Xie Bufeng's mouth again.
This short sentence pierced Xie Bufeng's rationality.
There was a buzzing sound in his ears and his mind went blank in an instant.
He suddenly didn't understand what Wen Qingci meant.
The cinnabar on Wen Qingci's forehead turned bright red in the next second.
—It turned out to be a tear of blood that fell from Xie Bufeng’s eyes and landed on his forehead.
"Wen Qingci?!"
“… Wen Qingci, don’t sleep.”
Xie Bufeng's voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was begging.
In the end, all that was left was despair.
He lost the lamb after all.
At the last moment, Wen Qingci opened his mouth slightly.
He raised his right hand with all his strength, pointed in the direction of the corridor, and said in a low voice that only he and Xie Bufeng could hear: "Ahem... Your Highness... Remember, ahem... Please, have mercy on the person in front of you."
No one will always be with you, but there will always be someone by your side.
From today onwards, who in the world won’t recognize you
Through the thick snow and fog, Xie Bufeng looked in the direction he pointed.
In the corridor, Concubine Lan, who was usually elegant and dignified, stood there quietly holding Xie Fuyin. She didn't know when she burst into tears, and the long tears rolled down her cheeks, smearing her makeup.
Xie Fuyin hugged his mother's neck, crying and shouting, wanting to come to them.
Through Wen Qingci's eyes, he saw a world that was completely different from the one before.
Now, the world is still there, but my eyes have slowly closed...
"Wen Qingci? Wen Qingci!!!"
Xie Bufeng called this name over and over again, but never got a response.
Tears of blood fell from the corners of his eyes one by one.
Hit the snow.
In an instant, it seemed as if a pair of invisible giant hands tightly grasped his internal organs and squeezed them hard.
A strange feeling that he had never experienced before arose from the depths of the young man's heart.
The heart that had been numb for nearly twenty years was instantly activated.
Blood spread out from Wen Qingci's body, and by the time Xie Bufeng realized it, the arrow wound on the back of the person in his arms had dyed a large area of the white snow red.
It also dyed red the wool bracelet he carefully hid under his wristband.
A painful whimper burst out of Xie Bufeng's throat.
The strange feeling almost brought him down.
pain.
Xie Bufeng finally realized it.
This strange feeling is called "pain".
The pain that had accumulated for more than a decade seemed to surge up at this moment along with the surging emotions and overwhelm him.
(End of this chapter)