"Your Majesty, the princess's face was full of tears just now. The Pegasus galloped out, her mood was extremely wrong, and the servants dared not stop her." The guards guarding the gate came to report.
"Lingmeng?" The emperor was startled, and suddenly sneered, and said, "Will both mother and daughter abandon me to meet their lover? Haha... Forget it, don't worry about her! Bring me some wine! Today, I want Celebrate well!"
"yes!"
The cold wind whistled through the air, and dusty snow flakes were blown up and fluttered in the air. This most bustling street in Tianxiang City seemed a little ghostly at this moment!
A small yellow woolen sedan chair with tassels and colorful colors, under the guard of a hundred people, moved forward without haste. Murong Xiuxiu in the sedan chair showed hesitation and struggle on her beautiful face.
Do you really want to do this
The next moment, the bleak man with a lonely and desolate face seemed to appear in front of her eyes, but those eyes, which had been in despair for a long time, were still affectionate and hot!
"Xiao Han..." There was a trace of sincere tenderness on Murong Xiuxiu's face. Although, she never showed this expression when she saw Ye Guhan during this period, but whenever the night was quiet, she would say this name. It will make her feel sour and bitter in her heart, and it is precisely because of this sour and bitter that she will feel that she is still a person, and, moreover, a woman!
This deep affection tortured the three of them for their entire lives, and became the nightmare of Tianxiang King Yang Huaiyu's life and the eternal scar in his heart. It also created a never-fading memory in the hearts of Murong Xiuxiu and Ye Guhan.
In this silent late night, Murong Xiuxiu found that she was strangely reminded of too many past events, the affectionate love in the past, and the past vows of eternal love, which are as vivid as the present; My life journey was replayed one by one in detail.
"Xiaohan... I'm sorry for you..." Murong Xiuxiu's face was covered with tears. At this moment, she suddenly remembered a poem that Ye Guhan left for herself before fleeing to the end of the world. She couldn't help but smiled sadly, and took out a plain white handkerchief from her bosom. Small print: I don't regret this kind of affection in this life, I'd rather go alone and drift away; the ever-hating couple only lives in their dreams, and they would rather bear the sky than their Qing!
After Ye Guhan left, Murong Xiuxiu embroidered this brocade handkerchief and kept it close to her body, but, except herself, no one knew about the bright red handwriting. It was Murong Xiuxiu's own blood!
I soaked the white thread with my own blood, then threaded the needle, stitch by stitch on my brocade handkerchief, and embroidered the last poem given to me by the person I love the most!
Survival to this day!
Just a few days ago, there were two more lines on it, which were still the same bright red: "If the destiny is not over in the next life, I would rather bear the sky than the Qing!"
It's the last two lines of this poem that Ye Guhan changed only recently! After Murong Xiuxiu finished embroidering these two sentences, she embroidered two more words below: "Looking forward!"
Xiao Han, not only you look forward to it, but I also look forward to it! If the destiny in the next life is not over, I would rather bear the sky than lose Qing! If there is an afterlife, I will only belong to you! Laugh for you, cry for you, shed tears for you, rejoice for you, bear children for you, grow old with you...
Even if you are poor, even if you are humble... But as long as you and I can be together, I... will not regret it!
Xiao Han, everyone in the world is praising Jun Wuhui and Dongfang Wenxin, and feeling sorry for them. They are all sympathetic... But, who knows how much I envy the two of them? Although they are separated by yin and yang, they have been married for more than ten years after all!
There is such a relationship, he once had her, and she once had him! They are really happy... But we have never had each other...
Xiaohan... my favorite man, do you know how sad and painful my heart is every time I see you...
Next life, next life...
"Report to Empress, the emperor's mansion is ahead." The front guard on the horse turned around and reported respectfully.
When he was speaking, Murong Xiuxiu happened to recall the ups and downs of this life back to the present; she was wandering in her thoughts, as if in the clouds... These words woke Murong Xiuxiu from her dream and opened the car curtain Looking out, the eyes are still confused: "So fast?"
So fast? The guards were very speechless, the road was snowing heavily, and it was so slippery when it icy at night, we were careful all the way, how could we go fast? It is obviously slow.
A gust of wind blew up snow flakes that suddenly blew onto Murong Xiuxiu's exposed face after she lifted the car curtain, causing her to shiver shiveringly, and an ominous premonition arose in her heart, that there was nothing ahead of her. Are you on your way? Or have I come to an end
At this moment, a hurricane suddenly rolled up, right above him, and charged towards the sedan chair with the momentum of thunder!
The brilliance is shining, in the hurricane. There are swords!
"Empress, be careful!" the guard shouted in horror!
In the distance, the sound of thunderous horseshoes rolled in, like a violent wind and rain; in this deep night, when the ground was frozen like a mirror, if you galloped wildly, you would be either a madman or a madman, because once you fall, you will easily lose your limbs , or die on the spot! What a disrespectful waste of one's own life!
There was a faint but hysterical cry in the wind: "...my queen...be careful...my queen...be careful..." The voice was blown intermittently by the bone-piercing wind, but one could hear the infinity in the voice. despair and panic! In the cold winter night, Princess Lingmeng galloped on horseback, her hair disheveled, and the cold wind blew her face, and the tears were already frozen on her face...
Murong Xiuxiu also heard the exclamation of the guards, saw the hurricane that was approaching overhead, and faintly saw the blurred figure in the hurricane... The sound of horseshoes from behind also entered her ears, and her daughter's heart-piercing cry Calling, she could hear it clearly even in the strong wind in the cold night...
But she suddenly found that she was like falling into an ice cave, unable to move at all! Under the shroud of such shocking profound arts, she has no power to protect herself at all, so she can only wait for death!
But on her peaceful face, there was a hint of relief—is this going to... go
"Ah..." There was a desperate hiss like a wolf howling. Ah Jiu's shadow-like figure suddenly appeared, kicking the sedan chair, and the whole sedan chair retreated quickly. At this moment, it showed the benefit of the icy ground, and he slid out quickly... and his thin figure The bright yellow light lit up, roared loudly, and leaped up, facing the hurricane in mid-air! Figures in the Hurricane!
Earth Profound Peak! This personal bodyguard of the empress is actually a top master of the Earth Xuan!
However, it was Mr. Wen who came to assassinate him. This is a supreme master! Not to mention the Dixuan, even the peak of the Tianxuan can instantly kill him! What is the mere peak of the Earth Profound Realm
But he stopped after all!
The color of blood exploded in mid-air, and as soon as Ah Jiu's body rushed up, it instantly turned into a sky full of flesh and blood, splashing down, and little drops of blood fell down one after another like a rain of blood!
But Mr. Wen's figure is faster than these blood rains! He is like a demon god descending from the sky, flying down! There is also a small package on his back, once Murong Xiuxiu is killed, he will immediately fly away and return to the Supreme Golden City!
From now on, he will be in the world of mortals, and he has no worries anymore!
"Protect the queen!" Dozens of guards raised their swords and blocked the sedan chair at the same time. At this moment, Murong Xiuxiu turned over, rolled out of the sedan chair, and landed on the snow. At the same time, there was a bang. , the small sedan chair was hit by the palm force, and it was torn apart!
Mr. Wen didn't say a word, and with a round of the long sword, a sword energy flashed out like a moonlight, and dozens of guards in front of him screamed, and they were all turned into two pieces under this blow! The sword energy came out through the body, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground! Snow flakes fly!
The sound of horseshoes was approaching, Princess Lingmeng ran desperately, jumped off the horse, almost fell, and frantically rushed to her mother who was lying on the ground, screaming in a miserable voice: "Mother, queen..."
The figure of Mr. Wen who was flying was non-stop, his eyes hesitated for a moment, and his right palm flew out with a bang! Even in the air, a black hole forming a vacuum can be clearly seen in the shape of a palm. Hit Murong Xiuxiu's vest from the air!
"Stop!" A ghostly figure appeared without warning, and before it arrived, it exerted a force to intercept Mr. Wen's palm wind, but it was a step too late. Although most of the force was dispelled, there was still a wave The strong palm force hit Murong Xiuxiu's back with a bang!
Murong Xiuxiu let out a muffled snort, her frail body flew up from the ground, a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out in mid-air, like a flower that was forcibly plucked from a branch, falling powerlessly from the air …
Her light yellow dress unfolded in the air, like a delicate flower, withering in the snowy night...
"Mother's queen!" Princess Lingmeng rushed forward quickly, seeing that she couldn't make it in time. She jumped forward desperately, and her body fell heavily on the ground. ! But as if she didn't realize it, she just stretched out her hand and resolutely caught the body of her mother who was about to fall to the ground, just like catching the only support in her life...
"Crack!" The strong momentum caused Princess Lingmeng to fall backwards while catching her mother. Her knees were still kneeling on the ground, which had already been shattered. The upper body suddenly folded back, and the back of the head slammed heavily on the snow and ice...
There was another clear sound from her knees kneeling on the ground, and the blood flowed out instantly. If you take a look at her dress, you will definitely see that all the joints of her knees are shattered, and the delicate flesh has long been cracked, leaving her white and miserable. The broken bones are also exposed...
But this little girl who was pampered and pampered at a young age actually showed extreme strength at this moment. Even a master of Shenxuan couldn't bear such absolute pain, but this little girl was able to endure it. Moreover, the back of her head instantly The blood flowed profusely from being knocked, but he hugged his mother's body abruptly, not letting the mother's body suffer the slightest impact...
Murong Xiuxiu opened her eyes with difficulty, staring blankly at her daughter who was looking desperate and sad, with a trace of tenderness and nostalgia on her face, she wanted to say: "Meng'er, don't be afraid, the queen mother is fine." He opened his mouth, but a big mouthful of blood spewed out again, this time, with pieces of internal organs...
She wanted to raise her hand to wipe away the tears on her beloved daughter's face, but found that she couldn't even move her fingers. Looking at her daughter with gentle eyes, she tried her best to signal to her daughter: Mother doesn’t hurt, it really doesn’t hurt…