"Follower, who can be with whom for the rest of his life? One day, will they be separated, right? Now it's time to separate. You can live your own days and take good care of yourself."
"Master, you must take good care of yourself too. Without us around, you must take good care of yourself."
The three of them knew that they could not force themselves, so they had to give Liusu a good advice.
Liusu nodded, and then,
She walked to Emperor Zhuyao—
He was tall, her height was only at his chest, and every time she spoke, she needed to raise her head-
In the past, this distance gave her an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, but recently, this distance made everything seem so powerless.
"Yao, thank you for everything you have arranged for me. I am very grateful. I will obey your arrangements, and I will remember the words of the imperial edict. After we get together, we will not hate each other even more. After we part, we will be happy in our lives.
.”
Listening to her words, Zhu Yaohuang's hand hidden in his sleeves slowly tightened, and his throat bulged due to excessive depression—
The face is still indifferent.
Absent from never before.
Liusu took the Qilin Jade Pendant that Emperor Zhu Yao gave her when she was unconscious, held it in her hand, held it for a while, looked at it for a while, and then handed it to his hand, saying only four words-
"The things return to the original owner."
Emperor Zhu Yao took the jade pendant, hung it around his waist, then took out a short sword and placed it on his fingertips—
"You and I, from now on, will be like this sword, and there will be no more...involvement."
Zhu Yao Emperor exerted force, and the sword broke into two sections and fell to the ground.
His index finger was stabbed, and a small wound was flowing out.
No more connection...
No more connection...
Everyone was filled with resentment when they saw Emperor Zhuyao so heartless. Master Liusu must be very sad.
She must have wanted to slap him in the face.
but,
Liusu looked at the broken sword on the ground, then looked at his fingers. He lowered his head and pulled off a piece of her cigarette shirt with both hands.
Then, walk to him.
He held his hand and wrapped the cloth around his injured index finger.
When she bandaged him, she looked so serious and so careful-
I was afraid that my strength would not be mastered enough, so I hurt his hands.
"No matter what, don't hurt yourself. After shed so much blood, those who care about you will be worried and feel distressed. Please don't let her... worry about you."
As he said that, Fussu tied a knot with silk cloth and bandaged his hands.
Then, in front of everyone.
She stood on tiptoe and left a light kiss on the lips of Emperor Zhuyao.
His lips were not as warm as before, surprisingly cold as before, and she seemed to feel his trembling.
After kissing, she turned around and walked out of Huaqing Hall with her footsteps.
Her figure was so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away.
However, he is so determined, so brave, and every step is so powerful.
The servants of Huaqing Palace cried in a panic as they looked at his departure.
Leng Mei and Xiaobao looked at each other and sighed deeply.
However, when Liusu left, there was no tears.
From Huaqing Palace to the north gate, the distance was neither long nor short, and she felt that she had been walking for a long time.
From beginning to end, she never looked back.
So, she didn't know what kind of expression was on Emperor Zhu Yao's face when she left this time.
*
Outside the north gate.
Zhu Yetong was wearing an ice-blue robe and stood on the tall white horse. Behind him were three thousand elite soldiers trained by his General Wang.
Exuding a proud attitude, the Thirteenth Master's flag rustled.
His rare and beautiful phoenix eyes kept looking at the painted red door.
He was waiting for her arrival.
When the heavy door slowly opened, his eyes condensed, his long legs crossed, and he jumped down from the white horse.
His three thousand soldiers immediately knelt on one knee in uniform movements.
Everything seemed so thrilling.
Finally, Liusu's figure appeared in Zhu Yetong's sight. She walked slowly, without any sadness or loss on her face.
When the palace gate slowly closed, she finally looked back at the imperial city.
"tassel……"
Zhu Yetong shouted, his voice trembling a little.
Liusu turned around and saw Zhu Yetong standing in front of the three thousand soldiers with arrogance all over his body.
When the wind blew, his ice-blue robe and black hair like black jade fluttered with the wind.
So mighty, so arrogant, so bright, so sunny.
This is him, this is the Thirteenth Master of the Sun Yat-sen Dynasty, the youngest and most powerful general, who is young and experienced many battles, and has experienced life and death, and is not good at doing things.
And now, he finally stood up again, just like before.
In the sun and in the breeze, he walked towards the tassel step by step, and her white embroidered gold thread cloak flew in the wind.
Looking at him as before, the tears hidden in Liusu's eyes finally slid down-
She stood in the distance and said-
"You stand up again, you are as majestic as before, I'm so happy."
Zhu Yetong walked up to her, looked at her, and said-
"Follower, I'll take you in and go back with me."
Zhu Yetong raised her hand, tied her cloak, and smoothed her messy hair.
Then, he took her hand and walked forward.
He prepared everything for her, so as not to laugh at her for being abandoned, he led her into the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion today. Whoever dared to say one more thing, he took the man's head!
However, Liusu stood still and did not move.
Zhu Yetong turned around, looked at her, and asked in confusion—
"What's wrong? Why don't you leave?"
"I can't go with you." Liusu said.
"Why?" Zhu Yetong stopped.
Liusu looked at him and said-
"Thank you, thank you for everything you did for me, I know. But if I go back with you like this... it's not fair to you."
"Fasel..." His eyes flashed.
"Zhu Yetong, no one can tell what will happen in the future, but I know that if I follow you back to the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion at this moment, I will be too bad and cruel to you. I don't want to do this,
You are a very important person in my life, and I can't and don't want to treat you like this."
"You...what new plans do you have?"
Liusu took a deep breath—
Said solemnly:
"From today, I will no longer rely on any of you. I am Qin Liusu, and I will live in Qin Liusu's way. But I'm sorry... I want to ask you to take care of Xiao Qiluo for me first, please tell her me
I went to find the fairyland first. When I found it, I came to pick up the little fairy. The others, Yun Ni and Leng Mei, asked you to keep the secret for me, so that they would think that I and you will go back to the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion.
”
Liusu said, pulling his hand out of Zhu Yetong's big palm, then passing Zhu Yetong's side and walking outside the north gate.
She was so strong and so brave when she left.
A beautiful smile on his face.
Looking up, the sky is so blue and beautiful.
*
In the Huaqing Palace, looking at the empty bedroom, an extremely desolate feeling came to my heart.
“Everything comes.”
He waved his hand, and everyone left one after another with complicated moods.
"Did you say that her trust in him eventually collapse?" asked Lengmei.
"She has left without any argument, it should have collapsed. Maybe she will not trust him anymore. After a while, she will live happily with Thirteenth Master and then forget him. And he relies on her to do so.
Keep living with memories.”
Xiaobao is extremely sad.
Emperor Zhuyao slowly walked to the place where Liusu was sitting and writing.
Here, her fresh breath is still there. Looking up, her pretty shadow is everywhere, her smile and her voice are still there, and she has never walked away.
He picked up the brush she used, with her warmth on it, and he held it for a long time and felt her.
When the wind blew, the jade-pressed rice paper was blown. He pulled it out and saw two lines of words written at the bottom of the rice paper.
"A lifetime, generation, and two people, and they will depend on each other for generations."
The signature is not her name, but the word Yao is written on it.
Emperor Zhu Yao picked up the paper and looked at it-
Smack...
The rice paper was wet, and the word Yi was soaked with tears, slowly flowing to the word Yao, and the words were entangled together.
*
Those who have their own infatuation in the world should not laugh at the infatuation infatuation in the world.