Through the cracks in the branches of the dense forest, the cold moonlight filtered in, illuminating Wan Shitong's face pale.
I remember the first time I saw Know-It-All outside the underground city. He was standing under the moonlight in front of the dense forest.
Wearing a white robe, he is extremely noble, as if he is not stained by worldly things, as if he understands everything in his heart, he is playing with the world, and he is condescending.
But now the know-it-all is being led by himself, like a puppet about to come off the line.
Looking back, Wan Shitong still had a faint smile on his lips, and there was a look of Feng Qi in his eyes.
The frost and dew had already wet their trouser legs, but Feng Qi still wanted to leave with Wan Shitong regardless.
However, Wan Shitong's body did not allow him to escape like this.
He stopped, and Feng Qi didn't dare to continue pulling hard.
There was already a thin layer of sweat on both of their foreheads, but Feng Qi's face became increasingly rosy.
"Feng Qi, they are coming soon, please go."
But Feng Qi was unwilling. He wanted to leave with Wan Shitong.
Wan Shitong let go of Feng Qi's hand, his voice was gentle and gentle, as if he was comforting something.
"Don't worry, death is just a long sleep. I'll be fine when I wake up."
He stood there, covering his heart and coughing violently, as if he was about to cough up all his life.
Blood seeped out from the corner of Wan Shitong's mouth. He couldn't help but smile when he looked at the blood on his palm.
He could indeed feel his life passing by, and he was really going to die.
Feng Qi was startled and stepped forward to help Wan Shitong.
But Wan Shitong stretched out a hand to stop Feng Qi and lowered his head, as if he didn't want Feng Qi to see him.
"Let's stop here. I can only go so far."
At this time, Shen Chi came over from one end, panting heavily, his whole body was wet, and his hair was covered with dew.
When he saw Wan Shitong, he had a cold face and refused to come closer.
He grabbed Wan Shitong by the collar and stared at him, but still tried his best to suppress his anger.
He almost gritted his teeth, "Sheng Siming, if you want to die, I won't stop you! You bastard!"
But Wan Shitong was just smiling, with his mouth full of blood, his smile was so pale and feeble, and his smile was so tender and sweet.
"Why are you panicking? I'm not dead yet."
Shen Chi angrily threw Wan Shitong aside and turned his back. Feng Qi could only see your shoulders shaking.
It seemed that he was really angry to the extreme.
But listening to Wan Shitong's heavy breathing behind him, he still turned his body.
When he looked at Wan Shitong again, his expression had returned to normal, and he could no longer see any other emotions.
He knelt down and helped Wan Shitong up with just a slight effort.
With a cold face, he said calmly: "Let's see how I teach you a lesson when I get back."
"If you really go back, I'm afraid it will be a waste of you again, no, it will be a waste of the Ghost King's thoughts on my life."
He turned to look at Feng Qi, "Feng Qi, someone from the court is chasing me, but I'm not sure who it is. Can you..."
Feng Qi nodded and took out Zhuyue.
"You just go ahead, I will stop the people behind you."
After saying this, Feng Qi walked behind the two of them.
Seeing Feng Qi gradually leaving, Shen Chi also planned to pull Wan Shitong onto his back, but Wan Shitong was not willing.
He simply straightened his clothes and sat down on the spot, "Don't bother, you know I won't live much longer."
"You said this a few years ago, and I don't want to hear it."
"You look into my eyes and you know that, right?"
But Shen Chi still lowered his head and just murmured to himself, "Come back with me and you will be fine."
He was extremely weak and relied on many precious medicinal materials in the dungeon, but now he has suffered from the wind and cold for many days, which has already damaged his lungs and is hopeless.
"I will save you! I will do whatever it takes to save you!"
Shen Chi finally knelt down and looked at Wan Shitong with sadness in his eyes.
"Shall we go back? You know that everything I have done over the years is for you, to let you return to your previous life. You also promised me, how can you keep your word? You can't lie to me Second time!”
Wan Shitong smiled weakly, "Silly boy."
He suddenly raised his hand and touched Shen Chi's head, his eyes full of love.
"Then you can take my place."
Shen Chi did not speak, but was stubborn and wanted to pull Wan Shitong onto his back.
He has carefully planned it for so many years, all for the sake of the person in front of him, all for him to return to his former aloof appearance.
He is Sheng Siming, and he is the Sheng Siming who loves him the most.
He is the Sheng Siming who is full of plans and can guide the country!
Sheng Siming sighed helplessly, "You are still as stubborn as you were when you were a child."
"I'll go back with you, but not now."
Sheng Siming patted Shen Chi's shoulder hard, "You know how important Feng Qi is. Bring her out and we'll go back together."
Shen Chi shook his head subconsciously, he was unwilling to leave this cunning man here alone.
Sheng Siming smiled and said, "I keep my word. You know, the ghost soldiers can't find me for the time being, and they won't find me either. I'll wait for you here."
Shen Chi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and just looked at Sheng Siming blankly.
"Wait until I come back."
He has always been by Sheng Siming's side, how could he not know what he was thinking?
It's just that I don't have the ability to expose it, and I don't want to admit such a tragic result.
For so many years, he had been talking to himself about the future, and thinking about it, it was a future without him.
Sheng Siming is indeed a very bad person and a very powerful person.
Shen Chi always felt that how could such a person who could penetrate people's hearts at a glance be plotted against by Sheng Siqing in the first place?
Shen Chi rushed towards Feng Qi, but he was still thinking about Sheng Siming.
Have you abandoned him?
Yes, didn’t I just abandon him?
Because he knew everything but still let him ignore it, just for the so-called overall situation, just for the carefully arranged chess game.
Everything he did was not for himself, not for the Ghost King, not for Xuan Si, not for...
The cold wind kept blowing across my face. The coolness did not come suddenly, but slowly.
It just slowly penetrated into his body, and then slowly eroded his entire body.
As other things cooled down, Shen Chi suddenly laughed, but even his laughter was buried in the sound of the wind.
After confirming that Shen Chi had left, Sheng Siming stood up again.
He gathered up his cloak and looked up at the stars in the sky.
Suddenly he stretched out his cold hand, as if he wanted to touch the distant starlight.
You can't see such bright and shining stars in the underground city. How long has it been since you have seen this quiet sky like this?
Three years, five years, or longer...
His hands were trembling slightly, but he still reluctantly walked in one direction.
My feet stepped on the thick branches and leaves intermittently, and the crisp sound was always particularly obvious in my ears.
But this was not the sound of branches and leaves being broken, but the sound of frost being trampled. It was soft underfoot, and it was full of unreality.
When you feel tired from walking, you can lean against the pine trees beside you. A short rest can help you walk further.
Everything around was pitch black, and in the end even the moonlight was gone.
Sheng Siming's breathing became heavier and heavier. He felt like someone was pinching his neck and his chest felt tight.
But he can continue to move forward because he has adapted to the darkness.
People who are in the dark are most likely to be afraid, afraid of invisible places and all unknown things.
But Sheng Siming felt that his life had been long enough and nothing could shake him.
He walked farther and farther in the cardamom forest, until he was numb, maybe frozen, but it didn't matter.
Cardamom forest, this name is really nice.
But too many people are buried in this place, and too many secrets are hidden.
Girls who were three thousand years old were all buried here, and their blood stained the large pine forest red. At that time, this was still a death place where wild beasts roamed wildly.
Later it was simply called Cardamom Forest. So many girls gave their lives in exchange for this beautiful name.
The roar of the river was getting closer and closer, and Wan Shitong couldn't help but speed up.
Closer, closer, closer.
Sheng Siming finally arrived.
He stood on the shore for a long time and finally slowly took out a dagger from his sleeve.
He just took this from Feng Qi's body and it was given by Shen Chi.
If Shen Chi knew that Feng Qi had lost the things he gave him, he would definitely be very angry, right?
But he may never know, which is fine, sometimes concealing is the best choice.
"Is Your Highness leaving now?"
However, a person suddenly walked out of the darkness, it was Killing Heart Guanyin.
But at this time, Killing Heart Guanyin just looked at the vulnerable man in front of her with an indifferent expression. Her hands were empty and they were just clasped together quietly.
Sheng Siming didn't seem surprised at all when he saw the person coming.
He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't help but cough violently. His body could not hold on much longer.
Sheng Siming took a deep breath and said, "Well, now that I'm leaving, I won't be greedy for the world anymore."
Killing Guanyin suddenly knelt down on one knee, "Then some ministers will come to see His Highness on his last journey."
His head was buried so low that Sheng Siming couldn't see his appearance clearly.
Sheng Siming gave a pale smile and said word for word: "Shi Honglu, I know it's not you."
Hong Lu was always rigorous in his work during the Killing Heart Guanyin. He would never leave alive the person he wanted to kill, and the secrets he wanted to keep would not be leaked.
It wasn't him who exposed where he was, and he never doubted it.
I had imagined many ways to die, but I didn't expect it to be so far in advance.
Shi Honglu still didn't raise his head, still burying his head very low.
Only this time, he knelt down and lowered his body very low.
"I respectfully send you off to Your Highness."
Prince Sheng Siming committed suicide on the bank of the river. It seems that the prince who had been missing for a long time died again.
His body fell limply into the raging river, and was soon swept away by the river.
The prince who was about to inherit the throne, the god who could stand on a high platform and look up to everyone, died in the dirty water and died in his own hands.
Shi Honglu did not open his eyes or raise his head from beginning to end.
He just listened quietly to the sounds coming from his ears, the sound of heavy objects falling into the water.
There was no pity or waver in his heart.
I just feel that after all, I am of royal blood, and as a member of the royal family, I should do this.
Perhaps his body could not be preserved and he could not be buried in the imperial mausoleum in a fair and just manner.
I can't do anything myself.
The only thing I can do is watch, just watch, that's all.
Too many people are dying every day in the world, including common people, nobles, and royal families.
It's natural to sigh when you see life passing away, but all you can do is watch.
After a long time, until his limbs began to gradually become numb, Shi Honglu finally stood up.
He glanced at the rushing water and couldn't even see his own shadow in it.
"There are so many trees outside Jinguan City, Qiuhan is using his soul-breaking bow, how dare you ask the heavens..." This chapter has been completed!
