Part 4, Chapter 265: Falling flowers on a snowy night!
"Your Majesty, the princess was full of tears just now. She ran out on horseback. Her mood was extremely wrong. The servants did not dare to stop her." The guard guarding the door came to report.
"Lingmeng?" The emperor was startled, and suddenly sneered, and said: "Both mother and daughter are going to leave me to meet their lover? Haha... Forget it, don't worry about her! Bring me some wine! I'm going to say today
, let’s celebrate well!”
"yes!"
The cold wind whistled through the air, and dusty snowflakes were blown up and flying in the air. This most prosperous street in Tianxiang City actually looked a bit spooky at this moment!
A small yellow cloth sedan with colorful tassels, escorted by a hundred or so people, moved forward unhurriedly. Murong's beautiful face in the sedan showed hesitation and struggle.
Do you really want to do this?
The next moment, the man with a bleak figure and a lonely and desolate face seemed to appear in front of her, but his eyes, which had been in despair for a long time, were still affectionate and hot!
"Xiaohan..." A hint of sincere tenderness appeared on Murong Xiuxiu's face. Although she had never shown this expression when she saw Ye Guhan during this period, but whenever she thought of this name in the dead of night, she would
It will make her feel sour and painful in her heart, and it is precisely because of this sour and painful feeling that she will feel that she is still a person, and moreover, she is still a woman!
This deep love tormented the three of them all their lives, and became the lifelong nightmare and eternal scar in the hearts of Yang Huaiyu, the leader of the Tianxiang Kingdom. It also created a memory that will never fade in the hearts of Murong Xiuxiu and Ye Guhan.
In this silent late night, Murong Xiuxiu found that she strangely remembered too many past events. The affectionate affection of the past and the lost vows of eternal love were as vivid as the present; just like on this short road, she had left her
The previous 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 her before fleeing to the end of the world, and she couldn't help but smile sadly.
He took out a plain white handkerchief from his arms, with a few lines of small blood-red characters embroidered on it:
I don’t regret the deep love in this life, I am willing to wander alone; I always hate the couple only in my dreams, I would rather let the sky than let you down!
After Ye Guhan left, Murong Xiuxiu embroidered this brocade handkerchief and kept it close to her body. However, except for herself, no one knew that the bright red writing was Murong Xiuxiu's own blood!
He soaked the white thread with his own blood and dyed it red, then threaded the needle, stitch by stitch, on his brocade handkerchief, and embroidered the last poem given to him by the person he loved the most!
It remains to this day!
Just a few days ago, there were two more lines of words on it, still the same bright red: "If my destiny is not fulfilled in the next life, I would rather lose to the heaven than to you!"
It was Ye Guhan who changed the last two sentences of this poem recently! After Murong Xiuxiu finished embroidering these two sentences, she embroidered two more words below: "Look forward to it!"
Xiaohan, not only are you looking forward to it, but I am also looking forward to it! If my fate is not over in the next life, I would rather let the heaven down than let you down! If there is an afterlife, I will only belong to you! I will laugh for you, cry for you, shed tears for you, all my life.
I am happy to have children for you and grow old with you...even if I am poor and humble...but as long as you and I can be together, I...will not regret it!
Xiaohan, everyone in the world is praising Jun Wuhui and Dongfang Wenxin, pitying for them, and sympathizing with them... But, who knows how much I envy the two of them? Although they are separated by different paths, they have done ten things after all.
Couple of several years!
There is such a relationship, he once had her, and she once had him! They are so happy... But we have never had each other... Xiaohan... My favorite man, do you know
, every time I see you, my heart is so sad, my heart hurts... the next life, the next life... "Queen Qi, your palace is just ahead." The guard on horseback in the front turned around and said respectfully.
Report.
When he was speaking, Murong Xiuxiu had just finished recalling the ups and downs of this life and traced it back to the present; her mind was wandering as if in the clouds and fog... This sentence woke Murong Xiuxiu up from her dream and opened the sedan chair.
Looking out of the curtain, his eyes were still confused: "So fast?"
So fast? The guards were all speechless. The road was snowy and icy and slippery at night. We were careful all the way. We were not going fast. We were obviously going slowly.
A gust of wind suddenly blew the snowflakes up onto Murong Xiuxiu's face as she opened the sedan curtain. She suddenly shivered and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in her heart. There was no one ahead.
Is there a way out? Or has my road come to an end?
At this moment, a hurricane suddenly rolled up, right above him, and hit the sedan with thunderous momentum!
The brilliance flashes, and in the hurricane, there is a sword!
"Queen, be careful!" the guard shouted in horror!
In the distance, the thunderous sound of horse hooves rolls in, like a violent storm; in this late night, when the ground is as frozen as a mirror, the horse is running wildly. You are either a lunatic or a madman, because if you fall, your hands and feet may be broken.
, or worse, he died on the spot! It was simply a disrespectful waste of his own life!
A faint but hysterical cry came from the wind: "...Mother...be careful...Mother...be careful..." The voice was broken and broken by the biting cold wind, but it could still be heard.
The infinite despair and panic in her voice! In the cold winter night, Princess Lingmeng galloped on her horse, rushing with her hair disheveled. The cold wind blew on her face, and the tears on her face had frozen on her face... Murong
Xiuxiu also heard the guards' exclamations, saw the hurricane that was about to come overhead, and faintly saw the blurry figure in the hurricane... The sound of horse hooves from behind also entered her ears, and her daughter's heart-rending screams
She could hear the call clearly in the strong wind of the cold night... But she suddenly found that her whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave and could not move at all! Under the shroud of this mysterious power that shocked the world and weeping ghosts and gods, she was completely
Without the slightest bit of self-protection power, we can only wait for death!
But on her peaceful face, a hint of relief floated across her face - was she about to... go away?
"Ah~~~~" A desperate cry like a wolf howled, Ah Jiu's shadow-like figure suddenly appeared, kicked the sedan, and the entire sedan quickly retreated. At this moment, it was revealed that the ground was full of
The benefit of the ice was that he slid out quickly... and his thin figure lit up with a bright yellow light, roared loudly, and jumped up with a splitting gaze, facing the hurricane in mid-air! The figure in the hurricane!
Peak of Earth Xuan! This personal bodyguard of the Empress is actually a master of Peak Earth Xuan!
However, it was Mr. Wen who came to assassinate him, and he was actually a supreme master! Not to mention Dixuan, even those at the peak of Tianxuan could kill him in an instant! What does the mere peak of Dixuan mean?
But he stood in the way after all!
Blood exploded in mid-air, and as soon as Ah Jiu's body rushed forward, it instantly turned into flesh and blood that filled the sky and swayed down. Little bits of blood fell down one after another like a bloody rain!
But Mr. Wen's figure is faster than these bloody rains! He is like a demon descending from the sky, flying down! He is also carrying a small package. Once Murong Xiuxiu is killed, he will immediately
Fly far away and return to the Supreme Golden City!
From now on, he has nothing to worry about in this mortal world!
"Protect the Queen!" Dozens of guards stood in front of the sedan with their swords raised. At this moment, Murong Xiuxiu turned over, rolled out of the sedan, and landed on the snow. At the same time, there was a bang.
, the small sedan chair was hit by the force of the palm and fell into pieces!
Without saying a word, Mr. Wen made one move with his long sword, and a beam of sword energy flashed out like a moonlight. Dozens of guards in front of him screamed, but they all turned into two pieces under this blow! The sword energy penetrated the body.
He came out, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground! Snow flakes were flying!
As the sound of horse hoofbeats approached, Princess Lingmeng ran over desperately. She jumped off the horse and almost fell down. She rushed towards her mother who was lying on the ground crazily and screamed: "Queen Mother..."
Mr. Wen's flying figure kept moving, his eyes hesitated for a moment, and he flew out with a bang with his right palm! Even in the air, you can clearly see the formation of a black hole of vacuum, in the shape of a palm, separated from the air
Hit Murong Xiuxiu's vest!
"Stop!" A ghostly figure appeared without warning. Before he could reach it, he exerted a force to intercept Mr. Wen's palm wind. However, it was a step too late after all. Although most of the force was eliminated, there was still a force.
The strong palm force hit Murong Xiuxiu in the back of the heart!
Murong Xiuxiu groaned, her delicate body was beaten and flew up from the ground, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out in mid-air, just like a flower that was forcibly picked from the branch and fell feebly from the air.
... Her goose-yellow dress spread out in the air, like a delicate flower, withering in the snowy night... "Mother!" Princess Lingmeng's liver and gallbladder were split, and she flew forward. She couldn't catch up with her eyes, but she moved forward desperately.
With a sudden jump, she fell to her knees heavily on the ground. With a click, her knees shattered on the hard ice! But she didn't seem to notice it. She just stretched out her hand and resolutely caught her mother's body, which was about to fall to the ground.
It was like catching the only support in her life... "Click!" The strong momentum made Princess Lingmeng fall backwards while catching her mother. Her knees were still kneeling on the ground.
It shattered, and after another impact, the entire upper body suddenly folded back, and the back of her head hit the snowy ice with a loud bang... There was a crisp sound again from her knees where she was kneeling on the ground, and blood instantly
If you lift up her dress and take a look, you will definitely see that her knee joints are all broken, the delicate flesh has long been split, and the white bone stubble is also exposed... But this girl who has been pampered since she was a child
The child actually showed extreme strength at this moment. Even a master of Shenxuan could not endure such absolute pain, but this little girl could bear it alive. Moreover, the back of her head was instantly knocked and blood flowed out.
However, he hugged his mother's body without any impact... Murong Xiuxiu's eyes opened with difficulty, and she looked at her daughter with a face of despair and grief.
There was a trace of tenderness and attachment on her face, and she wanted to say: "Meng'er, don't be afraid, the queen is fine." But when she opened her mouth, a large mouthful of blood spurted out again, this time, with pieces of internal organs... She
She wanted to raise her hand to wipe away the tears on her beloved daughter's face, but she found that she couldn't even move her fingers. She could only endure the overwhelming pain in her body, but tried hard to look calm and painless on her face.
, looked at her daughter with gentle eyes, and tried her best to signal to her: Mom doesn’t hurt, it really doesn’t hurt...