Suddenly, the raised hand was held by a big hand, which was cold and no longer as warm as before. Zongzheng Wuyou did not know when he had come to her side. Through their conversation, he already knew that she had stabbed Fu Tzu with a sword before that. No wonder Fu Tzu was so helpless! If Fu Zhao's mother and son hadn't destroyed his mother's body, maybe he would consider letting him go this time, and wait for a fair and fair confrontation in the future. However, their mother and son's methods are so embarrassing, why should he care whether he is injured or not
"His life is mine." Zongzheng Wuyou kept his eyes fixed on the man opposite him. He would never let this man die in her hands, even if he was the only one dead, he could not compete with him for her place in her heart.
Manyao turned to look at him, frowned and said: "Wuyou, you have to be more sensible, he can't die by your hands, no matter how much you hate him."
Zongzheng Wuyou naturally understood what she meant, but he didn't care. With a blank expression on his face, he said, "Don't worry, I won't let him die so easily. Tell me." He didn't forget how this person treated him back then, the deep humiliation, wanton trampling on his dignity, and forcing him to praise him in public. Let him give up the country and the chain collarbone torture in the dark palace for more than ten days, every stroke, he will remember it in his heart
Manyao was pushed aside, seeing his firm expression, she knew that persuasion was useless, so she could only sigh helplessly in her heart. Forget it, he never cared about these things, and fighting for the world is just for revenge.
Zongzheng Wuchou opened his eyes and smiled mockingly. It seemed that his last wish could not be fulfilled in the end.
Zongzheng Wuyou stared at him firmly, the five fingers of the hand holding the sword were clotted with blood, he slowly raised the sword, and swept across the sky, the piercing sword light broke the long sword used by the man opposite to support the whole body in two.
Zongzheng was helpless and lost his strength, his body suddenly fell, and he fell on the cold and hard ground, his internal organs were clamoring for pain. Due to enduring the severe pain, his brows were twisted into a knot, but he still clenched his teeth, propped his backhands on the ground, raised half of his body, and looked calmly at the cold sword pointing at his chest. From the bottom of his heart, with a hatred of wanting to skin him and eat his flesh, Zongzheng Wuyou would not let him die with dignity, just like he once trampled his dignity under his feet. He smiled meaninglessly, with a calm expression on his face, and said calmly: "Since ancient times, kings have been defeated. It falls into your hands. You can kill or scrape, whatever you want."
Such a calm and indifferent expression made Zongzheng Wuyou very unhappy, he narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and the tip of the sword slowly moved down to the elbow joint where he was supporting his body. The sharp blade pierced through the skin, pierced into the flesh and blood, and slowly touched the most fragile connection among the joints.
The veins on his forehead were violent. On this snowy night and cold winter, cold sweat crept up the man's skin and rolled down his face. The roots of his teeth were bitten until he bled, Zongzheng didn't make a sound. It was just a huge pain from the hand shot, and he couldn't support anymore, and his body fell back to the cold ground again. The back of his head hit the ground first with a bang, and the Venus shone in front of his eyes. He closed his eyes and gasped for breath, his chest trembling violently.
Manyao slightly turned his face away, and everyone in the bewilderment held their breath. The long night was silent, only the wheezing of excruciating pain rose and fell.
There was a hint of joy in Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes, and he spoke like ice: "Tell me, what did you do with my mother's ashes?"
Zongzheng Wuchou's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if it took a lot of effort to open his eyes again. He looked at Zongzheng Wuyou, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and looked puzzled in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly asked such an inexplicable question.
Zongzheng Wuyou stared at him resentfully, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, "Don't pretend to be confused. Your mother and son are so vicious, you won't even let a dead person go! Fifteen years ago, Fu Yuan took advantage of the Qin family's hatred for the royal family. , used ecstasy powder on my mother, causing her to die miserably. A year ago, you tried to kill Aman again in order to deal with me, and let me live in regret and pain forever like him, but Man is not as good as God, and your treacherous plan failed in the end."
Man Yao's heart trembled, Concubine Yun Gui died of ecstasy? She never knew about it. So, what happened to her that day was repeating the scene of Concubine Yun's death? So, how much courage does Wuyou need to make up his mind to save her? How difficult is it? She always thought that giving up the country that was at her fingertips and the dignity of a man that surpassed life was already the greatest sacrifice for him, but it turned out not to be! Giving up country, dignity, and even his life is not as good as repeating the sorrow and pain of his parents in the past. She was extremely shocked at the moment, this was Wuyou's love for her!
Concubine Yun's unbearable and tragic death caused Wuyou's psychological shadow, so he tabooed women. He hated his father, even though he knew it wasn't all his father's fault, but he couldn't accept the fact that his mother died under his father. For so many years, he has been living in contradictions and struggles. She has never been so grateful for her white hair like this moment, so that she has not become another wound in Wuyou's heart.
Zongzheng Wuyou's words hit Zongzheng Wuchou's heartache. What happened a year ago did not create Zongzheng Wuyou's remorse, but drove him into the boundless hell.
Zongzheng Wuyou said again: "Now, you can't hurt me, so you went to destroy my mother's tomb and shattered her bereavement into ashes. When he said this, his eyes were red, bloodthirsty and cold, and he stabbed straight at the sword. Pointing to the man's eyes on the ground, he said in a sinister tone: "You...if I gouged out your eyes and sent them to Pu Yuan as a New Year's Eve gift, how would she feel? "
Zongzheng Wuchou was stunned for a moment, your mother's tomb is fine, no matter how much I hate it, I won't..." He wanted to say: He wouldn't touch a dead person, but before he finished speaking, he stopped, and suddenly I remembered what my mother said: "Chou'er, the New Year is coming, should you prepare a big gift for your father and your younger brother? Or give them a surprise. "Could it be that the queen mother...,
Zongzheng Wuchou's gaze changed a few times, looking at the sharp sword in front of him, his face was no longer calm. If his mother really destroyed Concubine Yun Gui's body, he completely believed that Zongzheng Wuyou would really goug his eyes and send them to the capital to give to his mother. It doesn't matter if he is dead, but how sad will the queen mother be when she sees his eyes? So when the sword was about to stab down, he shouted: "Wait."
Zongzheng Wuyou said contemptuously: "Are you also afraid?"
Zongzheng Wuchou didn't care about his ridicule, his face was very serious, and he warned: "Don't forget, there is another person in the hands of my queen mother. Although she has no intention of killing him, there is no guarantee that she will see my eyes." The child can still remain sober and rational." A person who has always hated him, why does he feel so bad when he thinks that he will die? He slowly lowered his eyelids, his thick eyelashes concealing the look in his eyes.
Zongzheng Wuyou was slightly taken aback, and then sneered coldly: "You threaten me with his life? Humph! I,... don't care about his life or death." His thin lips were lightly pursed, and he slightly turned his eyes away as he spoke, looking at In the distance, swallowed by the dark night.
Man Yao stood aside, unable to move even if she moved. She looked at the two men who were facing each other, and could no longer intervene in the grievances between them. His bones turned into ashes, this is why Wuyou is abnormal today! What kind of hatred can make a person so crazy that he can dig up a person who has been dead for fifteen years and destroy his body
In the distance, there was an intense and rapid sound of horseshoes, and the gate of Huitong was suddenly opened wide. In the snow-colored dust and smoke, thousands of cavalry galloped on the snow, like a raging tide, overwhelming the darkness.
Zongzheng Wuyou had sharp eyes, but his complexion did not change at all. Leng Yan lowered his eyes and raised his hands to make a gesture. The two hundred men in black waved their whips, and with a "drive" sound, stood in front of them and drew their swords and fingers, ready to meet the enemy. Immediately screaming and rolling in the night sky, the momentum is not inferior to the armored thousand knights.
Thirty feet away, the leader of the cavalry in black tightened the reins and stopped, seeing the formation of fierce sword energy coming towards him, he immediately raised his sword and shouted: "Wait a minute! This general is Li Shi, the guard of Huitong Gate, and I will serve you!" There are two things to submit to the emperor of the Southern Dynasty." He took a folded white shirt from the left back and held it up high.
The dense dark clouds in the sky seemed to be split open by the soaring sword energy, and the cold white moonlight shone on this bloody and murderous land. Covered by white snow and ice.
The wind howled, Li Shi raised his hand, and his white clothes were swept away by the wind, fluttering in the air, like a pale banner waving in the underworld.
Zongzheng Wuyou's complexion changed suddenly, Leng Yan also recognized this thing, quickly slapped the horse's back and jumped up, taking the clothes in his hands. With a solemn face, he walked slowly in front of Zongzheng Wuyou, knelt down, lowered his head, and respectfully lifted the clothes with both hands, and raised them above his head.
Zongzheng Wuyou's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, his five fingers suddenly lost strength, and fell to the ground for a long time. He looked at the white shirt in Leng Yan's hands, with deep sadness and guilt in his eyes. His eyebrows twitched, and he grabbed the white clothes with trembling hands and packed them tightly. His heart was filled with grief, but he tried his best to hold back.
Man Yao also recognized that the clothes were the clothes worn by Concubine Yun Gui lying in the cold jade coffin. The white brocade was embroidered with gold thread to form a lotus pattern that seemed to be in full bloom but would never wither. Seeing Wuyou's expression of suppressing grief, her heart ached so much, she strode forward and called him worriedly. Zongzheng Wuyou didn't respond, he just turned his head slowly to look at the man on the ground, his eyes were so dark and fierce that it seemed to turn into thousands of sharp swords, trying to tear the man on the ground to pieces.
Manyao frowned, what does Empress Dowager Fu mean by doing this? At this time, someone sent Yun Guifei's clothes, wouldn't it be to add fuel to the flames and put his son to death? She changed her mind, turned around and said to Li Shi, "What is the other thing?"
Li Shi stretched out his hand towards the right rear, and an armored cavalryman moved a half-foot-square black wooden box held in his hand to Li Shi's hand. Li Shi lifted it to his chest and said loudly: "This is the New Year greeting given by the empress dowager to the emperor of the Southern Dynasty." The emperor of the Southern Dynasty must have known exactly what Xin is. If you don’t want Ben to open the lid of the box and let the ashes be left in this land to be trampled by humans and animals, please allow Ben to send someone to take me to His Majesty to enter Huitong Pass.
Shocked, ashes? Is it the ashes of Concubine Yun? ! Fu Yuan is really vicious, it's not enough to break the bones, but also to throw ashes!
When Zongzheng Wuyou heard this, his eyebrows became one! The word, the murderous look in the eyes is full of ferocity. He clenched his fists, raised his toes, and held the heavy sword on the ground in his hand again. The tip of the sword reached Zongzheng Wuchou's heart. He ignored Li Shi, and only said coldly to Zongzheng Wuchou: "Tell them to take the things away!" Send it here. No, I will cut your heart right away."
Zongzheng looked down at the sword Wuchou, then opened his eyelids, "Let me go, they will naturally hand over the things."
Zongzheng Wuyou said in a deep voice: "You're delusional!" After saying that, with a twitch of the sword point, the clothes on Zongzheng Wuchou's chest and the white cloth that bandaged the wound were all torn away, revealing the ferocious torn wound.
Zongzheng didn't even look at it, and said indifferently: "Then you just wait for your mother to be dusted."
Destroying bones and turning ashes, in this world, represents a heinous crime. After death, the soul has nothing to follow, and it is impossible to be reborn forever, which is a severe punishment. In the past, Man Yao might not have believed that people had souls, but since she traveled through time, she has no choice but to believe that people do have souls.
Zongzheng Wuyou sent his sharp sword forward, and slowly pierced along the original wound. The dark red blood reflected the cold sword, and death was within a blink of an eye.
Zongzheng's incomprehensible building suddenly opened, his face turned pale for a while, and his throat blew up. He made a loud swallowing sound, but still couldn't stop the bloody smell from spreading in his mouth.
"Send them the wooden box." Zongzheng Wuyou repeated, his voice was hundreds of times colder than the ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month. His eyes were cold and cruel, the veins in his hands were bulging, and the sword in his hand was stirring horizontally in his flesh and blood as a warning.
Zongzheng Wuchou's body twitched, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing red residue all over the ground.
Li Shi said in surprise: "Your Majesty! The emperor of the Southern Dynasty quickly stop, otherwise, the lid is about to be lifted." His hand put the lid on the box, as if to lift it.
Zongzheng Wuyou snorted coldly, and never retracted the sword in his hand, "I want to see, is it more important for your empress dowager to destroy a dead person, or is her son's life more important?" Next to his heart, if he moved even a little more, the man under the sword would die. He didn't believe that a mother could waste her son's life!
Zongzheng has no plans. "He couldn't breathe anymore, but his eyes were calm, and he didn't intend to compromise at all. It's better to die quickly than to be tortured and humiliated slowly in the hands of Zongzheng Wuyou.
A trace of panic flashed in Li Shi's eyes, but he still tried to remain calm, remembering the empress dowager's instructions. Fingers clasped the wooden box lid tightly, and a gap was really opened, the wind blew, and the gray smoke rolled out, like the expression of the soul about to be annihilated. Zongzheng Wuyou's vision suddenly changed, Man Yao hurriedly shouted: "Wait."
Li Shi stopped his movements, closed the wooden box slowly, raised his eyes, and asked loudly, "How is it? Do you agree?"
Man Yao took two steps forward, with a solemn face, raised his head and said in a deep voice, "General Li, do you know that you are driving the emperor of your Northern Dynasty to death by doing this? Do you want to be a sinner of the Northern Dynasty forever? If you Assuming that you are a courtier of the Northern Dynasty, you should immediately send the wooden box in your hand to ensure that your Majesty will not die." She didn't know if Li Shi would send the wooden box, would Wuyou let Fu Tiao go, but She knew that if the ashes of Concubine Yun Gui couldn't be kept, Wuyou would be in pain and regret for the rest of her life.
Li Shi's complexion changed, and he struggled in his heart. Who would be willing to bear such a crime for a country's sinners through the ages? But he has no choice. The Empress Dowager said that His Majesty can only be rescued according to her wishes, otherwise, His Majesty will undoubtedly die. He sighed to Kong, seemingly helpless but firm, and said: "It's useless to say anything. To tell you the truth, I have signed a military order for this trip, and I have all the family in the hands of the empress dowager. Handing over the wooden box won't save His Majesty, the general's family will be ransacked and killed anyway, you guys, just figure it out!" He was telling the truth.
"She treats you like that!" Zongzheng Wuyou sneered coldly.
Zongzheng wrinkled his brows and lowered his eyelashes, pretending he didn't hear it.
Manyao saw that Li Shi lifted the lid of the box again, and this time the action did not seem to be a test, she quickly stopped: "Slow! How did you make us believe you?"
Li Shidao: "Although the general's status is low, he still has this reputation. Of course, you don't have to believe me." He looked down at the box in his hand, which meant clearly that they had no choice.
Manyao turned around, hesitated slightly, then softened her voice, persuading: "Wuyou, if you want to kill him, there are still many opportunities in the future. But mother... we can't afford to bet."
Zongzheng Wuyou stared at Zongzheng Wuchou, slowly drew back his sword, lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Next time, I won't let you go."
The corner of Zongzheng Wuchou's mouth raised a mocking and bleak smile, the empress really knew Zongzheng Wuchou very well! He wanted to stand up by himself, but he had no strength at all. Li Shi immediately sent someone to help him, and put him in the carriage. When the carriage started, he leaned in the carriage, raised his hand with difficulty to open the curtain, and took a last look at the only woman here, and the woman's eyes were full of Shi Zongzheng Wuyou's distress and worry. As the carriage left, she never turned her head to look at it.
After the carriage entered the Huitong Pass, Li Shi drove the horse back, turned over and got off the horse ten feet away, slowly moved the wooden box in his hand to the ground, and then almost invisibly pursed a shallow arc at the corner of his mouth , with an expression of wishing you good luck, then got on the horse and led Qianqi away with a wave of his hand.
Zongzheng Wuyou stared blankly at the wooden box in the distance, as if he had lost his ability to move. Leng Yanshi signaled, and a man in black quickly walked towards the wooden box.
Man Yao frowned, always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell. A ruthless woman like Fu Yuan could kill Concubine Yun Gui in such a way and then destroy her body, would she really return her ashes to Wuyou so easily? She kept thinking about Li Shi's expression when he left, as well as his movements of taking the wooden box and moving it to the ground.
Zongzheng Wuyou was also thinking, feeling that it was too easy to get the ashes. Letting Fu Tiao go is a last resort. Ah Man is right, there will be a chance to kill Fu Tzu after he is gone, but the ashes of his mother must not be destroyed. He thought they would break their promises, and even if they took away the ashes, he would have a chance to get them back later, but Li Shi left the wooden box so easily, which made people suspicious. Since Fu Yuan wanted him to suffer, there was no reason to return her mother's ashes to him.
The wind became more and more violent, raging the flying snow and dancing in the sky. The guard in Xuanyi had already approached the wooden box, he knelt down and picked it up with sticks in both hands.
Manyao and Zongzheng Wuyou fell into contemplation, something was about to come out in her mind, she suddenly shook her body, and shouted in a panic: "Don't move!"
At the same time, Zongzheng Wuyou hastily blurted out: "Stop!"
Unfortunately, it's too late!
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