There was the sound of swords piercing into flesh and blood, but Jebe couldn't hold it any longer, and fell to his knees on the ground, leaning back.
His red eyes looked at the blue sky, and he stretched out his arms, as if he wanted to catch something.
But in the end, it's just futile.
What a pity, if you count the days, this time tomorrow should be an auspicious day for their wedding.
After all, it is still... , there is no way back.
Si Tu's gaze followed his arm, and it was a firefly, which was particularly eye-catching in the yellow sand all over the sky.
Li Ge, who was not far away, rushed over with his troops, and when he saw Si Tu who was absent-minded, he swallowed what he wanted to say.
"He and I, did we know each other before?"
Holding the flying firefly, Si Tu's fingertips trembled, and his heart throbbed with pain.
"I don't know him, but His Highness is very similar to the old man he knew."
Your Majesty is right, those in high positions must not have weaknesses.
And without Zhebe Situ, he would become the most perfect emperor of the Great Zhou.
"Is it really?"
But why does her heart hurt so much? It was as if someone had cut out half of it abruptly.
"yes."
Since His Highness doesn't remember, that's the best result, and naturally he won't dig out those past events.
"Then what's the name of his old friend?"
"Gu Ying."
Li Ge replied softly.
"Good life... burial."
She wanted to give him the minimum decency.
The defeat of the army is like a mountain, and the countries of the Western Regions are forces gathered in a short period of time. As long as they lose their backbone, they will be like a loose sand.
It took only three months for Si Tu to quell the chaos of the war.
After the class teacher returned to the court, Shangjing was very lively, surrounded by common people who lined the road to welcome him.
They called her the 'God of War' and was deeply loved by the people.
But Situ couldn't be happy at all, as if her heart was drowned in the yellow sand.
After removing the heavy armor, Si Tu changed into a black court dress, and his long hair was coiled up high.
On the way into the palace, when she passed the moat, she stood by the river for a long time.
And this is the tallest star-catching building in Shangjing, she seems to have forgotten a very important person.
"Your Highness, your enshrinement ceremony is about to begin."
Ah Man urged in a low voice.
After this battle, Si Tu became famous and inherited the position of the East Palace, which was justified.
"Here... , was there a grand firework ever?"
She can vaguely remember the prosperity of the fireworks, but she can't remember the people who accompanied her to enjoy the grand scenery.
"To celebrate the Flower God Festival, fireworks will naturally be set off."
Ah Man concealed the struggle in his eyes very well.
"Where is Ben Gong on the day of the Flower God Festival?"
The figure of that person was very vague, but Si Tu was sure that he was the one she had forgotten.
"Of course you are admiring the lanterns with Young Master Liang."
Ah Man smiled slightly.
The Princess Mansion wiped away everything about Zhebe, as if this person never existed.
"It's getting late, Your Highness, it's time for you to enter the palace."
On a good day and an auspicious day, there is no room for mistakes in the ceremony of receiving the title.
The carriage continued to drive through the long corridor.
In the Tai Chi Hall, all the officials stood up and looked respectful.
Stepping on the white jade Han steps, Si Tu walked into the hall step by step. The court clothes swayed with her movements, and the golden phoenix embroidered on the bottom of the skirt was lifelike.
"Congratulations on the safe return of Your Royal Highness the Empress Dowager."
Sitting in the hall, Xihe showed a satisfied expression, while the courtiers bowed their heads to pay homage to her.
It all seems to be going well...
Except, the bone buried in the yellow sand.
After the conferment ceremony, Si Tu went to ask Xihe for confirmation.
But everyone told her that she never lost her memory.
And that vague memory was just a scene in her dream after she had a serious illness.
"Even if this memory is painful, do you still choose to remember everything?"
There was a cold smile on the corner of Si Bing's mouth.
Her temperament is really exactly the same as that of ten thousand years ago.
Knowing that it is painful, but still trying everything to get back the incomplete memory.
"So, you know what I forgot."
She remembered everything that happened on this plane, but she only forgot one person.
"Not only do I know, I also have a way to help you recover."
[The host is big, I don’t think he is a good person]
The key is why does he have the Wangchuan water that only the main god has in his hand
[He can travel through every plane at will, I always feel that I knew him before]
Not like a friend, but like... an enemy.
Raising his eyes suddenly, Si Bing's eyes were burning,
"If you want, think carefully about it."
Even without this medicine, she would eventually remember everything, but sooner or later.
Wang Chuan Shui has long lost its effect on her.
Thousands of years ago, how many Wangchuan water he fed her, but every time she could think of him again!
"Whether it's good or bad, it's a memory that belongs to me."
Si Bing's eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth curved even more mockingly.
This is exactly the same as what she said before.
He took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom and threw it heavily on the stone table, rarely losing control,
"Is that person really worth it to you?"
For him, even God of War did not do it.
His going to heaven and the friendship between them are not worth a single word from him!
[Why is he so excited? It makes me feel like a ungrateful person]
Si Tu blinked, his tone firm,
"As long as that person is him, it's worth it."
"Ah."
A deep sneer came from his throat, inexplicably adding a bit of chill to the autumn scene.
"You really are..., you will never change your nature."
Even the answer is exactly the same.
"I've given you the antidote. As for whether you drink it or not, it's up to you."
She always has to remember the pain before letting go of this relationship.
[Actually, I also suggest that the host should not drink it]
The system weakly raised its hand, but its own host had already pulled out the plug and gulped it down.
As the porcelain bottle fell to the ground and shattered, Si Tu's memory also recovered.
System: It feels like it's over.
The vague memory gradually became clear, and she could also remember that person's face completely.
Snow Wolf King, fireflies, fireworks, and the last sword.
She remembered it all.
"I gave you the choice, but you have always not cherished it. If so, enjoy the pain of bone erosion."
There is nothing more painful than killing one's lover with one's own hands.
But she can only live, live in regret, live in pain.
This is his punishment for her betrayal.
The white mist flashed by, and Si Bing seemed to have recovered, staring blankly at Si Tu, who was streaming down his face in front of him.
He, the third sister, has always been proud and never bowed her head in front of outsiders, let alone cried.
"Hey, you, don't cry, if the mother wants to know, you have to take my skin off."
But no matter how Si Bing coaxed him, it was of no avail.
With a puff, blood spewed out from the corner of Si Tu's mouth, staining the entire styrax flower red.
Si Bing was so frightened that he almost lost his mind, and he hurriedly sent him to the Tai Hospital.
Be good to me, he didn't have the idea of killing the imperial daughter of the current dynasty.
Don't rely on him for this.
(end of this chapter)