"Yi'er."
Fu Yi heard Mu Qingwan calling him so softly.
She couldn't restrain her emotions, kept choking, and tried her best to say clearly: "It's me, I didn't take good care of you, I will accompany you."
She clenched the dagger tightly and was about to slash her neck, resolutely and decisively, without fear or remorse.
"Queen Mother! No, Queen Mother!" Fu Ji'an was terrified, dragging his injured arm and struggling to get up to stop it.
The sharp blade of the dagger scratched blood on Mu Qingwan's fair and fragile neck, but the next moment, she could no longer exert herself.
Fu Yi's lungs were pierced, his mouth was full of blood and the temperature of his limbs was lost, but he didn't know where the strength came from, he suddenly rushed forward and firmly held Mu Qingwan's wrist.
Due to the force, the two fell to the ground, and they all fell on the ninth-floor golden steps.
Without any thought or hesitation, at the moment of the fall, Mu Qingwan held Fu Yihu in her arms and used her body to offset the pain of knocking on the ground, just like that year in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, she jumped into the icy cold pool without hesitation. He took it into his arms and rescued it.
After he fell to the ground, Fu Yi still squeezed Mu Qingwan's wrist tightly. He looked at her, the veins on his forehead burst out, and every time he said a word, he vomited blood, but he never stopped, letting the blood stain his face. Chin and placket.
"Don't die, live." Fu Yi growled like a beast trapped in a cage, "I don't want you to accompany me, I want you to live."
"Yi'er." Mu Qingwan was sobbing that she couldn't utter a complete sentence. She covered Fu Yi's wound with trembling hands, and covered the chest that she had pierced with her own hands. It stimulated her fingertips and told her that things had become irreversible.
"Mu Qingwan." Fu Yi's consciousness began to blur, he held his breath and refused to be killed by a bull's head, he didn't question how Mu Qingwan could be so cruel, he said intermittently what he wanted to tell her, "Before you Said, if, if you could live a new life, you would still choose to enter the palace, you said, if you don’t come, who will protect me, but, ahem, but if you can really live a new life, don’t, don’t enter the palace again, You go, go to the desert, go to the grassland, go anywhere you want, the palace is too cold, don't come here, I don't need you to protect me, I can survive alone..."
Fu Yi has lived two lives, and he has said to many people that I love you because of benefits, because of benefits, because of desires, because of all kinds of things. He said these three words so lightly.
But until his death, he only told Mu Qingwan.
I don't need you to protect me, I can endure it alone.
After Fu Yi said these words, it seemed that he finally let go of his last obsession and unwillingness. His pupils gradually slackened and lost their light. He closed his eyes, and the hand tightly holding Mu Qingwan's wrist fell heavily to the ground.
Mu Qingwan couldn't hold it anymore, hugged Fu Yi's corpse and burst into tears.
"Queen Mother." Fu Ji'an staggered over and threw himself beside the two of them. He looked at Fu Yi whose chest was no longer heaving, and was equally grief-stricken.
"Jian, why, why can't I meet Yi'er in an ordinary family, and give birth to you in an ordinary family." Mu Qingwan cried until her voice was hoarse, her blood was mixed with tears, soaking the sleeves of her crimson golden cloud and phoenix pattern empress court dress.
The phoenix was stained with blood, the queen stopped the imperial infighting in Dajin, and Mu Qingwan killed her child with her own hands.
Just when Fu Yi was stabbed, there was chaos outside the Taiping Hall.
The tens of thousands of soldiers of the Southern Border Army who were approaching the Taiping Hall step by step were knocked over by the Rongyan Army iron cavalry who came from nowhere.
Hao Tianqin rode his horse to the front, shouting 'escort' and: "Rebels who resist, kill them, and those who surrender immediately can still live!!!" The majestic and majestic feet made Xiaoxiao shudder with a guilty conscience.
The leading generals of the Southern Frontier Army agreed to rebel and rebel because they had the handle in Zhong Zhaofan's hands and were threatened by him and King Su. At this moment, all of them wanted to lay down their weapons and use surrender to save their lives. All of a sudden, the Southern Border Army was in chaos, and it was self-defeating without attacking.
Zhong Zhaofan was originally a sinner who was exiled to the extremely cold land. He wanted to regain power by taking refuge in King Su. If this failed, he would surely die, so seeing the Rongyan Army rushing, he could not help but panic and shouted to the lieutenant beside him: " What about His Royal Highness Prince Su!! Why is there a Rongyan Army in the capital! This is different from what we said! Where is His Royal Highness Prince Su?!"
But in this chaotic situation, who can answer him.
Zhong Zhaofan forced himself to calm down and led his troops to the Taiping Hall. He wanted to see King Su!
After all, his force was a bit higher than that of ordinary soldiers. With the assistance of several trusted lieutenants, Zhong Zhaofan slashed dozens of forbidden troops and quickly boarded the corridor of Taiji Hall.
At this moment, I don't know who shouted loudly: "King Su has passed away! King Su has passed away!"
This sound seemed to pour a scoop of cold water into the boiling oil pan, and everyone was shocked.
Zhong Zhaofan only felt that his limbs were cold for a moment, the fear of death dragged him into the terrifying abyss, and all the bones were pierced by the sharp claws of the ghosts.
He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die.
That was the only thought in Zhong Zhaofan's mind after the fear.
He wants to live, he wants a way to survive, he wants a bargaining chip.
It's almost like there is no way out of the sky. As soon as this thought appeared in Zhong Zhaofan's mind, he saw a person.
Mu Zhiming.
Mu Zhiming was holding a long sword and was guarded by the human wall formed by the Imperial Guard. For some reason, he was in a trance, and his breathing was short, as if he was looking for something. He kept looking at the square of the Taiping Hall, so anxious that his whole body trembled and almost cried.
Without any hesitation, Zhong Zhaofan rushed over with a red ying spear. As he killed the Imperial Army, he said to dozens of lieutenants, "Catch him! The man in white with the sword! Capture him alive!"
The sound of the approaching fighting made Mu Zhiming regain his senses.
Mu Zhiming turned his head to look over and met the eyes of Zhong Zhaofan who was less than ten meters away from him.
But in a short while, Mu Zhiming immediately understood that Zhong Zhaofan was here for him!
There was not much left of the forbidden army, and the rest were protecting the royal family and concubines who failed to escape in time. There were only a few forbidden army beside Mu Zhiming, who could not resist Zhong Zhaofan and his lieutenants.
Mu Zhiming did not hesitate, and immediately ran away in the opposite direction from which Zhong Zhaofan came.
"Mother's!" Zhong Zhaofan cursed, chasing after him.
Most of the soldiers of the Southern Border Army had abandoned their weapons and chose to surrender. Mu Zhiming's escape was not blocked. He was extremely calm and had a clear purpose. He knew that Zhong Zhaofan was coming at him and wanted to hold him hostage.
He only needs to escape into the Rongyan Army, and Zhong Zhaofan can't do anything to him.
Now, although the Southern Border Army has collapsed, tens of thousands of people are blocking the white marble steps in front of the Taiping Hall, crowded and blocked. The soldiers of the Rongyan Army have not been able to reach the Taiping Hall for a while, and they are all in the square in front of the Taiping Hall.
If Mu Zhiming wanted to get the protection of the Rongyan Army, he couldn't go from the white marble steps to the square in front of the Taiping Hall. There were too many people in front of him, so he couldn't rush past, and it was very easy for Zhong Zhaofan to catch up.
The best way for him to escape at this moment is to escape to the railing of the Taiping Hall and jump from the platform of the palace wall into the square, so that he can come into contact with the Rongyan Army.
Although the base of Taiping Hall is five meters high, as long as he protects his head, there will be no worries about his life.
Mu Zhiming had already made a decision, without any hesitation in his footsteps, he would climb up to the railing of the Taiping Hall.
But he was still a step behind.
Zhong Zhaofan arrived, grabbed his arm, and pulled him off the railing.
Mu Zhiming staggered back, turned around and desperately resisted, swung his sword up, but his skills were not as good as others, but Zhong Zhaofan grabbed his wrist.
With a slight 'click' sound, Mu Zhiming broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, his throat overflowed with screams, his hand was no longer able to hold the sword, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
"Come here!" Zhong Zhaofan sternly grabbed Mu Zhiming's shirt, trying to restrain him.
At this moment, an iron dart suddenly flew over from a distance, cut through the air, and plunged firmly into Zhong Zhaofan's right arm holding Mu Zhiming.
Zhong Zhaofan loosened his grip due to the pain, and Mu Zhiming took the opportunity to push him away, causing him to take a few steps back.
"Master Hou, run away!!!"
Hao Tianqin's shout came, and the iron dart was thrown by him.
Mu Zhiming climbed onto the white marble railing with his uninjured hand and turned to look, but the moment he saw Hao Tianqin, Mu Zhiming suddenly froze and his heartbeat stopped for a second.
He saw the Sun Hunting Moon Crossbow on Hao Tianqin's arm.
That person would never easily give this crossbow to someone else to wear.
Unless that person...
In an instant, the hope that had just poured into Mu Zhiming's heart was instantly shattered, and his heart was full, and there was nothing but mourning and silent weeping.
The second he stopped, Zhong Zhaofan rushed over.
Zhong Zhaofan was not reconciled, his eyes were split, and he rushed to catch Mu Zhiming with a fierce look.
Mu Zhiming didn't give Zhong Zhaofan a chance, and immediately turned over and jumped off the railing.
Mu Zhiming should have put his head in his hands and used the rolling force to release his force when he landed, but just now he was disheartened and jumped down in a hurry, finally putting his back on the ground.
It didn't take a second to fall.
But at this moment, the dusky sky came into Mu Zhiming's eyes.
He suddenly remembered a long, long time ago.
Long before he could remember.
He was standing on the wall of the frontier town in the desert where the wind blows. Someone once said this to him.
"As long as I'm by your side, I'll definitely catch you."
In an instant, the wind picked up in my ears, accompanied by the sound of neighing horses.
It was indeed painful to fall, but it was not as painful as Mu Zhiming imagined, because his back did not touch the hard ground, but a hug.
The hug was not warm, because the person who hugged Mu Zhiming was wearing a hard silver mirror armor soaked in blood and cold.
The force of Mu Zhiming's fall made the horse under them stumble and neigh. Seeing that it was about to fall, the man hugged Mu Zhiming, resolutely abandoned the horse, jumped off the horse's back, and rolled twice on the ground to protect Mu Zhiming. It's to keep your body steady.
"Are you injured!?" Gu Heyan frowned and hugged Mu Zhiming, who has always been cold and taciturn, these words made him anxious and distressed.
Mu Zhiming stared at him blankly, as if he didn't recognize anyone.
"Does it hurt from the fall?" Gu Heyan blamed himself, "I'm sorry, I'm late."
Mu Zhiming finally reacted.
He rushed over, as if he wished to embed it in his flesh and hug Gu Heyan tightly, sobbing with disregard.