"Your Majesty, the princess's face was full of tears just now, and she ran out with her horse. Her emotions were extremely wrong. The servants dared not stop her." The guards guarding the gate came to report.
"Lingmeng?" His Majesty the Emperor was stunned and suddenly sneered, saying, "Does both mother and daughter want to give up me and meet their lover? Haha... Forget it, don't worry about her! Bring me wine! Today,
We must celebrate well!”
"yes!"
The cold wind whistled through the air, and dusty snow drips were blown up and flying in the air. This most prosperous street in Tianxiang City seemed a little ghostly at this moment!
A yellow sedan chair, tassels drooping, was escorted by a hundred people, and hesitated and struggled in a slow manner. Murong Xiuxiu's beautiful face in the sedan.
Do you really have to do this?
The next moment, the man with a bleak figure and a lonely and desolate face appeared in front of her, but the eyes that had been desperate for a long time were still affectionate and hot!
"Xiao Han..." A trace of sincere tenderness and affection appeared on Murong Xiuxiu's face. Although she had never revealed this expression when she saw Ye Guhan during this period, she would say this name whenever the night was late and the night was quiet.
It will make her feel sour and bitter in her heart. It is precisely because of this sour and bitterness that she feels that she is still alone, and she is still a woman!
This affection tortured three people throughout their lives, became the dream demon of Tianxiang Country Lord Yang Huaiyu's life and the eternal scar in his heart, and also created a memory that never fades in Murong Xiuxiu and Ye Guhan's heart.
In this quiet night, Murong Xiuxiu found that she was strangely reminded of too many past events, the affection of the past and the vows and accomplishments of the past are as vivid as it is in the present; just like on this short road, I will put myself in the past
The journey of life is played back one by one in detail.
"Xiao Han... I've made you suffer..." Murong Xiuxiu's face was covered with tears. At this moment, she suddenly remembered a poem Ye Guhan left to her before he fled to the world, and couldn't help but smile sadly.
, Take out a plain white handkerchief from your arms, and on it, there are a few lines of blood-red small words embroidered with flying dragons and phoenixes:
I do not regret the deep affection in this life, and I am willing to live alone and wander; I am always regretful that the couple will only be in their dreams, and I would rather bear the heavens and not let you down!
After Ye Guhan left, Murong Xiuxiu embroidered this brocade handkerchief and held it closely. However, no one except herself knew that the bright red handwriting was Murong Xiuxiu's own blood!
He soaked his blood to dye the white thread red, then put on the needle, stitched on his brocade handkerchief, and embroidered the last poem given to him by the person he loved the most!
It has survived to this day!
Just a few days ago, there were two more lines of words on it, and it was still the same bright red: "If the fate in the next life is not over, I would rather let the heaven down than let you down!"
It is the last two lines of this poem that Ye Guhan has just recently revised! After Murong Xiuxiu embroidered these two lines, she embroidered two words below: "Looking forward!"
Xiaohan, not only do you look forward to it, but I also look forward to it! If the fate in the next life is not over, I would rather let the heaven down than let you down! If there is a next life, I will only belong to you! I will laugh for you, cry for you, cry for you, and for you
I am happy to have children for you and live together with you...
Even if you are poor and humble, even if you are humble... but as long as you and I can be together, I... will not regret it!
Xiaohan, everyone is praising Jun Wuhui and Dongfang Wenxin, regretting and sympathizing for them... But who knows how much I envy them? Although they are separated by Yin and Yang, they have done ten things after all.
A couple for several years!
There is such a relationship where he has her and she has him! They are so happy... but we have never had each other...
Xiaohan... My favorite man, do you know how sore and painful my heart is every time I see you...
Next life, next life...
"Qi Ming, the king's mansion is ahead." The guard riding on the horse in front turned around and reported respectfully.
While he was speaking, Murong Xiuxiu just recalled the ups and downs of this life and traced back to the present; she was floating in her mind, as if in the clouds and fog... This sentence woke Murong Xiuxiu from her dream and lifted up the sedan chair
The curtain looked out, his eyes still confused: "So fast?"
So fast? The guards were speechless. The road was snowing heavily and it was so slippery at night. We were careful all the way, so where did we go faster? It was obviously slow.
A gust of wind came, and the rolled snow dripping suddenly blew on Murong Xiuxiu's face exposed when she lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, which made her shudder suddenly. An ominous premonition suddenly arose in her heart. There was no one in front of her.
Is it the road? Or has my road reached its end?
At this moment, a hurricane suddenly swept up and rushed towards the sedan chair with a thunderous momentum!
The light shines, and there is a sword in the hurricane!
"Be careful of Empress!" The guard exclaimed in horror!
In the distance, the sound of horse hooves rolled in like a storm; in this late night, when the ground was frozen like a mirror, it was either a madman or a madman, because once you fell, you would be broken by your hands and feet.
If you are seriously injured, you will die on the spot! It is simply a waste of disrespect for your own life!
A faint but silly call came from the wind: "...Mother Queen... Be careful... Mother Queen... Be careful..." The voice was blown by the bone-broken cold wind, but it could be heard
The infinite despair and panic in the sound! In the cold night of winter, Princess Lingmeng rode her horse and rushed over with her hair disheveled. The cold wind blew her face, and the tears on her face were frozen on her face...
Murong Xiuxiu also heard the guard's exclamation, saw the hurricane that was about to come to his head, and the blurred figure in the hurricane... The sound of horse hooves behind also entered her ears, and her daughter was heart-wrenching.
She could hear the call clearly in the cold night wind...
But she suddenly realized that her whole body was like falling into an ice cave and could not move at all! Under the cover of this mysterious skill that shocked the world and was crying ghosts and gods, she had no power to protect herself at all, and could only wait for death!
But a hint of relief floated across her quiet face - is it going...going?
"Ah~~~~" A wolf howls and screams of despair sounded, and Ajiu's shadow-like figure suddenly appeared, kicking the sedan chair, and the whole sedan chair retreated rapidly. At this moment, it was revealed that the ground was full of
The benefits of freezing actually slid out quickly... and his thin figure lit up with a bright yellow light, shouting loudly, and rising up in anger, facing the hurricane in the air! The figure in the hurricane!
The Peak of Di Xuan! This personal bodyguard of the Queen is actually a master of Di Xuan!
But the one who came to assassinate was Mr. Wen, who was a supreme master! Not to mention Di Xuan, even the peak of Tian Xuan can be killed instantly! What is the peak of Di Xuan?
But he had stopped it after all!
The blood burst in the air. As soon as Ajiu rushed forward, his body instantly turned into flesh and blood in the sky and sprinkled down. Little bits of blood fell like blood rain!
But Mr. Wen's figure was faster than these blood rains! He was like a demon falling from the sky, flying down! He was carrying a small package on his body. Once Murong Xiuxiu was killed, he would immediately
Walk far away and fly back to Supreme Golden City!
From then on, he has no worries about the world!
"Protect the Queen!" Dozens of guards raised their swords and blocked the sedan chair in front of the sedan chair. At this time, Murong Xiuxiu turned over, rolled out of the sedan chair, and landed on the snow. At the same time, a bang sounded loudly.
The sedan chair was hit by the palm force and split into pieces!
Mr. Wen said nothing, and a long sword flashed out like moonlight. Dozens of guards in front of him screamed, but they all turned into two pieces under this attack!
It came out of its body, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground! Snow chips flew over!
The sound of horse hooves was approaching, Princess Lingmeng ran over desperately, jumped off the horse, almost fell down, and rushed towards her mother who was lying on the ground, screaming in a tragic voice: "My mother..."
Mr. Wen was flying constantly, his eyes hesitated a little, and his right palm slapped out with a bang! Even in the air, it was obvious that a black hole formed in the shape of a palm, and was separated by the air.
Hit Murong Xiuxiu's vest!
"Stop!" A ghostly figure appeared without warning. Before he could reach his figure, he exerted a force to intercept Mr. Wen's palm wind, but it was one step late after all. Although most of the power was eliminated, there was still a force.
The powerful palm force hit Murong Xiuxiu's back with a bang!
Murong Xiuxiu groaned, her delicate body was beaten and flew up from the ground. A mouthful of red blood spurted out in the air, like a flower that was forced to fall from the branch, falling weakly from the air.
...
Her goose yellow dress spread out in the air, like a beautiful flower, withering on a snowy night...
"Mother!" Princess Lingmeng was both chaotic and rushed forward quickly. She seemed to be too late. She jumped forward desperately, and her body fell heavily on the ground. With a click, her knees kneeled on the hard ice surface, shattered and cracked.
!But she seemed to have not realized it, she just stretched out her hand and resolutely caught the body of her mother who was about to land, just like she was the only support she had in her life...
"Crack!" The powerful impulse made Princess Lingmeng fall backwards while catching her mother. Her knees were still kneeling on the ground, which was already broken. After this impulse, the whole thing was completely broken.
The upper body suddenly folded back, and the back of his head hit the ice on the snow with a loud bang...
She knelt on the ground and there was another crisp sound, and blood flowed out instantly. If she lifted her dress to check, she would definitely see that the joints of her kneecaps were broken, and her delicate flesh had already cracked, and she was so miserable that she was so white that she was so miserable that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so furious that she was so f
The broken bones were exposed...
But this spoiled girl from childhood showed her extreme strength at this moment. Even a master of Shenxuan could not bear it, but this little girl actually endured it. Moreover, the back of her head instantly
The blood was blown away, but he forced himself to hold his mother's body, without causing any impact on his mother's body...
Murong Xiuxiu's eyes opened hard and hard, looking at her daughter who was looking desperate and sad, with a hint of tenderness and attachment on her face. She wanted to say, "Meng'er, don't be afraid, the mother is fine." But
When I opened my mouth, a large mouthful of blood spurted out again. This time, there were fragments of internal organs...
She wanted to raise her hand and wipe away the tears from her beloved daughter's face, but she found that she could not even move her fingers. She could only endure the severe pain in her body, but she tried hard to make a look of calmness and pain on her face.
He looked at his daughter with gentle eyes and tried his best to signal to her daughter: Mom doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt really...