The two armies crossed quickly, surrounded by the disastrously defeated Huoyun Army, separated by a long distance, Chu Qiao still saw the fiery red war horse of Gou at a glance, she hurriedly rode forward, but was suddenly stunned by everything in front of her eyes up.
His clothes were torn, his fiery red cloak was dripping with blood, his lungs were pierced by a sharp arrow, and his body suffered several stab wounds. He was lying in the arms of a female general in her thirties, breathing weakly.
"What's going on?" Chu Qiao jumped off the horse, half-kneeling in the muddy water, frowning as she looked at the horrific injury, she turned her head and shouted, "Military doctor! Where is the military doctor?"
"Lord Chu!"
Seeing her, the female general burst into tears immediately, crying and said: "The emperor wants to kill our princess, General Xiaohe has already died, and the princess has also been ambushed..."
"Xiaohe..." A weak voice suddenly sounded, and with the vibration of the lungs, a mouthful of blood was spit out from the mouth of the prostitute. The female general was shocked when she saw it, and pressed her hand hard on her wound, but she couldn't stop the bright red liquid no matter what.
"Xiaohe..." Frown frowned in pain, and cried out in a low voice, his face was pale and he was already unconscious.
In a trance, she seemed to be dreaming one dream after another. She vaguely saw Xiaohe's happy and hearty smiling face, saw the ten-mile beacon fire, and saw Xiaohe trekking on the vast snow field with her on his back, constantly giving back to her. She told jokes when she was crying on the bed, and comforted her over and over again, saying: "Jiao, you will not die, you will not die, whoever dares to kill you, I will bite him to death."
"Xiaohe, Xiaohe..." Tears overflowed from the corners of the blood-stained eyes, and with her heavy breathing, fresh blood gushed out like an unstoppable spring. She wept in a coma, Xiaohe died, Xiaohe died, Xiaohe was killed by him!
"Princess! Princess!" The female general hugged her and cried loudly, whimpering like a mother beast with a dead cub.
"Jiji, you said what are we going to do after the war?"
"The war is over? My brother is the emperor, so I will be the princess. At that time, I can choose a son-in-law from all over the world, and find the most talented man to be my husband, haha!"
"Nympho! If you have no conscience, go find your man!"
Sharp pain hit her one after another, her heart and lungs seemed to be pinched severely, she couldn't breathe, the blood foam blocked her throat, she opened her mouth wide, but spit out more blood. She opened her eyes in a daze, looked around in a daze, and saw the vast sky, the bright red flowers, and the white eagle in the sky.
Yanbei, Yanbei...
I have been fighting for you all my life, but why did you abandon me
The young girl frowned puzzledly, turned her head slowly, and saw Chu Qiao. Her expression froze suddenly, and she stretched out her hand with great effort, as if she wanted to grab something. Chu Qiao suppressed tears, hurriedly held her hand, and said with a choked voice, "Jiji, you have to hold on, the doctor will save you."
Yan Fan held Chu Qiao's hand, so hard, so hard, suddenly, she suddenly lowered her head, biting Chu Qiao's wrist viciously, blood instantly filled between her teeth. The subordinates on both sides yelled in horror, Chu Qiao looked at her numbly, but only saw the overwhelming hatred in her eyes.
"Why? Why?" Yan Fan screamed heart-piercingly, his mouth was bloody, his eyes were red, and he yelled at her, "Why did you kill us? Why did you kill us?"
"Princess! Princess! That's Master Chu!"
The female general hugged her and yelled loudly, but she couldn't hear her anymore. His eyes were tearing apart, and he yelled frantically: "What did we do wrong? Why did you kill us? You are ungrateful! You are a wolf!"
Chu Qiao stared at her blankly, the wound on her wrist hurt sharply, her face was pale, and she vaguely recalled the look when she saw Gou Fie for the first time. The girl leaned close to her, and generously gave her the king of horses. She waved her small fist and said that Chu Qiao should accompany her to Bian Tang after winning the battle. She also pointed to the horse named Atu and said that she wanted it to be a witness. , with a delicate and naive appearance, as hearty as the wind cruising on the Yanbei Plateau all year round.
"I hate you guys!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and I cried loudly, and then my voice became lower and lower, "Xiaohe, Xiaohe..."
Xiaohe, I want to marry you, but where have you been
Xiaohe, I want to come to you, you have to walk slowly, my leg is hurt, you have to carry me.
Xiaohe, I haven't had breakfast yet, can you make me a roast leg of lamb
Small sum, small sum, small sum...
The sound of 缳缳 finally disappeared, she was lying on the cold ground, her fiery red skirt was like a coquettish flower. She was still so young, only twenty years old, her young eyes were always shining, and her complexion was as white as mare's milk. She just fell asleep like this, and slept forever on the land she had devoted her whole life to.
Chu Qiao's heart was already numb to death, wave after wave of shocks cut her into pieces, she bit her lip and stood there, looking at the dead body of Yan Fan, her whole body seemed to be thrown into the ice abyss.
Yan Xun, what have you done
"My lord!" He Xiao came over calmly, and said in a deep voice with no expression on his face, "He's here."
He was already unwilling to call His Majesty again, Chu Qiao turned her head slightly, and the army moved out of the way like a tide. The morning sun shone on the majestic army facing the sea, like a dark ocean. Surrounded by the army in the center, the young emperor was dressed in a black robe of dragon ink with a golden thread pattern, his black hair was tied up, his eyes were frosty, his nose was straight, his eyes were half-closed, and he looked over faintly.
Two years later, she finally saw him again, but why, Chu Qiao felt that she had never known him before, the person in front of her was so strange, his appearance, his identity, his behavior, his breath, All are unfamiliar. Suddenly, she suddenly understood that the person in front of her was already the emperor of Yanbei, and was no longer the penniless boy in Zhenhuang City who depended on her for life.
"Achu." A deep voice came from the silent wasteland, accompanied by the cold wind, blowing into Chu Qiao's ears.
Yan Xun looked at her with eyes like deep pools in ancient wells. Two years passed between the two of them. As things went by, they finally met again, but it was on such an occasion.
Perhaps, it has nothing to do with fate or worldly affairs, but their attachment to human nature and their attitude towards life have already predestined them to take such a contradictory path one day. Yan Xun's heart suddenly turned into an empty wilderness, and there was a strong wind blowing in it. He looked at Chu Qiao and wanted to say something, but he swallowed them one by one. He just asked slowly with the majesty of an emperor: "You Are you going to be my enemy for these irrelevant people?"
Irrelevant people
There was a slight sneer and mockery from the corner of Chu Qiao's mouth.
Without Mr. Wu, how could you get the full support of Yanbei's financial resources when you were imprisoned in Zhenhuang, and make plans and moves in the past eight years to cultivate your own power
Without Miss Yu, how could you have escaped from Zhenhuang City, jumped out of that icy prison cell, sat on the land of Yanbei, and become the king with power over the world
And Fie, that is your last blood relative in this world, she has trusted you and followed you for many years, she is your closest sister.
Could it be that one day, when I, Chu Qiao, stand in front of you, I will become such an irrelevant person
Sneering, apart from sneering, she didn't know how else to react, she was like a doll whose heart had been torn apart, looking at him coldly, looking at this person whom she had devoted all her heart to love and support Men, just feel that the past is like a big dream, unrealistic.
She exchanged her loyalty and love for the current situation. The man who once vowed to love her and protect her all his life has now raised the butcher's knife on her head. Surveillance, suspicion, use, exclusion, this is all he gave her in return. He threw out the so-called wealth and splendor, tempting her like rewarding a dog, but he didn't know that in her eyes, those were just dung and grass. In his eyes, the career and belief she fought for was nothing more than a dismissive dream, an excuse and deception he used to deceive those ignorant people.
What about the emperor? So what about the ninety-five-year-old who is above ten thousand people? In her eyes, he was always just a man who once fell in love with her, but now he completely let herself down.
He blamed her for empathizing with other people, and for having him in his heart, but he didn't know that without his persecution and design, she would always be Ah Chu who loved and respected him, and he personally threw her out step by step. Forcing her to recognize his face and face, how can there be a betrayal
Yan Xun, it took me ten years to recognize you and myself. The past has passed away like the east wind. I don’t care about you any more. What remains is countless heartache and regret .
"Ah Chu, have you forgotten the oath you made?"
Yan Xun's cold voice sounded in her ears, Chu Qiao smiled coldly, raised her eyebrows in disdain, and said lightly: "Since you have already abandoned our previous dream, why should I stick to my oath to you? "
It was as if a sharp arrow suddenly pierced Yan Xun's heart, and the cold wind blew in, causing slight pain.
Finally, she still said such words. In the past, even though there was resentment and resentment, she would always hide these emotions in her heart and face everything about him silently. Now, the world is desolate and the world is full of desolation, and she finally said such words in front of him.
"Yan Xun, from now on, you and I will part ways and have nothing to do with you. Whether you live or die, whether you become king or loser, has nothing to do with me. Similarly, my affairs will never be your turn. Come put your beak."
The strong wind blew up, lifting Chu Qiao's fluttering clothes, her face was cold, her pretty face was like frost, her eyes were like the snow on the snowy peaks, indifferently reflecting all the love and hatred in the world, and even more so All the emotions that shouldn't be there are far away thousands of miles away.
At that moment, Yan Xun suddenly realized that maybe he was going to lose her forever. This thought made him flustered, and he said in a low tone: "Ah Chu, are you so heartless?"
"Yan Xun, stop talking about love." Chu Qiao looked at him indifferently, and said calmly, "You are not worthy."
Time is so fast, and the vicissitudes of the years stir up the spark of fate in the meeting of eyes. Eleven years is enough to make a tree mature, an era to fall, and an emperor to rise. Time is so ruthless, like a cold knife cutting off all the past between them, scraping a deep gap in the mind of memory.
A pale war eagle flitted across the sky, its wings spread across the sky ferociously, covering the golden sun.
The 20,000 imperial guards in black iron armor slowly drew their knives out of their sheaths, and the 9,000 Xiuli soldiers who were waiting in formation looked at them expressionlessly. The long wind blew up from the flat ground, as if singing an ancient sacrificial tune in a low voice.
The world was filled with terror, and the birds couldn't bear to look any more. With a huff, they flapped their wings and left in unison, leaving only ferocious vultures hovering in the sky, as if they were waiting for a feast after the bloodshed.
Yanbei, after all, you are not my resting place. I worked hard for you and exhausted my efforts, but in the end I just pushed you from one fire pit to another.
The strong wind came whistling, blowing the broken hair on the girl's forehead, everything became nothingness and blurry, the sky and the earth are so big, why focus your eyes on one place? The heart is cold, so who else can hurt you
Ah Chu, I will protect you...
Once upon a time, someone whispered in her ear
Chu, trust me...
She closed her eyes, held back the last tear, and when she opened them again, it was clear. The sky is falling, goshawks are flying, and ten years are fleeting. Who will trek in it? Who is watching indifferently
Yan Xun, goodbye.