The fire all over the sky was spitting out scarlet cores and wrapped Hua Xuanji heavily. The thick smoke made it impossible for her to fully open her eyes.
Suddenly, the intensity of the fire slowly decreased. The flames like a sea of fire suddenly retreated to both sides. A small road instantly appeared in front of Hua Xuanji.
Hua Xuanji opened her eyes hazily. Hua Xuanji took a tentative step forward with some confusion. However, she saw a red figure walking towards her vaguely.
Red clothes were flying. Hua Xuanji actually lost her voice at that moment.
He stood there blankly. He even forgot to say anything.
Yehua's face and skin are very white. The whiteness is almost transparent. It seems that it will break if you touch it with your hands.
He gently squeezed Hua Xuanji's hand. Yehua's cold eyes were filled with reluctance.
"Xuanji."
"Yehua." She suddenly reacted. Hua Xuanji rushed forward and hugged Yehua tightly. Her voice suddenly became choked.
"I knew it. I knew you weren't dead. You weren't dead. You were always there, right?"
"Xuanji." Yehua slowly pushed Hua Xuanji's body and said "Xuanji." Yehua said as usual. He stretched out his hand to put a strand of Hua Xuanji's hair behind her head and stretched out her slender hair as usual. His hands held Hua Xuanji's face affectionately.
"I'm not dead. You have to remember. I'm not dead. The emperor wants to bury me. You have to stop him. You have to stop him."
"Yehua. What are you talking about?" Hua Xuanji raised her head blankly. But she felt that the cold temperature on her face had disappeared. Yehua's figure in front of her slowly became transparent. The fire on both sides swept towards her like a roar. come over.
"Yehua."
An almost hoarse voice suddenly came to mind.
Hua Xuanji opened her eyes suddenly. What she faced was indeed a pink gauze curtain.
I let out a long breath. It turned out to be a dream. But...
He stretched out his hand and slowly covered his cheek. It seemed to still have the warmth of Yehua.
That feeling is so real.
What happened in the dream just now made Hua Xuanji vague. She slowly raised her body. Hua Xuanji gently tapped her forehead with her hand.
Slowly he glanced towards the house.
The Prince's Mansion seems to be particularly quiet today.
Because they were afraid that Hua Xuanji would run away and get lost, the entire Prince's Mansion was heavily guarded every day. They often lectured heavily at this hour and made it very noisy.
But today, not so.
Even Qingge didn't stay here as usual and brought her food as soon as possible.
I took a gentle breath. The air today is very strange. It has a strong and strong smell. Although it is very fragrant, it is very pungent.
She grabbed her coat from the bedside and put it on her body. The moment Hua Xuanji's feet just touched the shoes, her head suddenly became unusually awake.
The images just now echoed in my mind one after another. Yehua's voice seemed to be in my ears.
He said that he was not dead yet. He said that the emperor wanted to bury him.
Buried.
Suddenly remembering the reckless eunuch's order that day, Hua Xuanji opened her eyes suddenly. She didn't even bother to put on her shoes. She suddenly opened the door and shouted with all her strength:
"Wuxia. Wuxia. Wuxia, where are you? Where are you."
Qingge, who heard Hua Xuanji's shout, ran over quickly. Just as she was bringing the things to Hua Xuanji, she saw a figure jumping out of Hua Xuanji's room.
Out of instinct, she chased the figure. Unexpectedly, Hua Xuanji woke up so quickly.
Thinking of Yu Wuxia's instructions, Qing Ge inevitably felt guilty. He had promised never to lie to Hua Xuanji again. Who knew.
Biting her lip helplessly, Qing Ge quickly ran forward and grabbed Hua Xuanji's sleeve, hoping to calm him down. She comforted him:
"Miss. Miss. Your Majesty, he hasn't come back from the previous court. Let's eat first as usual."
"No. No." Hua Xuanji grabbed both Qingge's arms and pulled Qingge in front of her off guard: "Let me ask you, what happened today? Why are you so quiet."
"It's nothing." Qing Ge smiled guiltily.
"Where are the soldiers?"
"Hey, miss. Those soldiers have all gone to collect last month's silver. Don't worry too much. Let's eat first."
After all, Qingge had been trained and had been with Hua Xuanji for so long. She spoke very flexibly and quickly calmed down Hua Xuanji.
Although she was still a little skeptical, Hua Xuanji still sat down obediently.
Although her will was often unclear these days, she could still clearly remember what she did to Qingge. These days, it was indeed hard on him.
It's okay to feel sad for yourself, but you can't let the people around you suffer too.
Seeing that Hua Xuanji was rarely obedient today, Qing Ge let out a long breath.
After putting Hua Xuanji's shoes on for her, Qingge cleaned her hands and touched the edge of the rice bowl. She sighed and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's not cold yet. Miss, you eat first. I'll go and put it for you." Here comes the medicine."
"Okay." Hua Xuanji nodded obediently and watched Qing Ge walk out.
"Mother. Mother." Qing Ge had just left and Hua Xuanji had just picked up a bowl of porridge. Qi'er jumped in and ran in. But she had a depressed look on her face.
Hua Xuanji quickly put down the bowl in her hand. She stretched out her hand to take Qi'er into her arms. She stretched out her hand and rubbed the tip of Qi'er's nose. She forced out a smile and said:
"What's wrong? Who made our young master unhappy?"
"I'm not the housekeeper yet." Qi'er pouted at Lao Gao, "You won't let me out no matter what."
"Then let's play at home." Hua Xuanji took back her hand. "It's not like you go out often."
"Today is different." Qi'er happily described to Hua Xuanji: "Mother, you don't know. It's special outside today. Everyone is wearing white clothes and kneeling on both sides of the road. Just now Qi'er and the housekeeper grandpa During the argument, I saw more than ten people passing by the door carrying a very big box. It was like a wedding. It was very lively. Qi'er wants to go and see it. Does Qi'er want to go and see it?"
"Pa." The medicine bowl in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. Qingge couldn't hide his embarrassment on his face. He pulled Qi'er behind him and said in a cold and flustered voice: "Qi'er, don't talk nonsense."
"Qi'er isn't talking nonsense. Qi'er never lies. It's just like that outside. Why don't you, mother, come with me and have a look."
With that said, Qi'er came out from behind Qing Ge. He stretched out his white and tender little hands to pull Hua Xuanji.
A pair of smart eyes had straightened. Hua Xuanji's face suddenly lost any expression.
Just when the singer was at a loss, Hua Xuanji stood up suddenly and rushed outside without even thinking.
"Miss. Miss." Qingge hurriedly chased out. She didn't forget to look back and scold Qi'er for "doing something wrong".
"My little ancestor, you are in big trouble."
However, Qing Ge did not dare to leave Qi'er in the room directly. She had to run to the housekeeper first, explained the situation and asked him to take care of Qi'er, while she went to chase Hua Xuanji.
"Let me out." Sure enough, when Qingge arrived, Hua Xuanji was arguing with the two gatekeepers.
Secretly glad that it was not too late. Qingge took a long breath and patted her chest, which was shaking due to nervousness. She took a step forward and pulled Hua Xuanji's sleeve.
"Please let me go." The two gatekeepers almost knelt down in front of Hua Xuanji. "The prince said that if you let me take a step from here, all our heads will be moved."
If it were Hua Xuanji in the past, she would definitely consider these things.
However, at this time, there is nothing more important to her than Yehua. Her eyes slowly lowered: "Let me out. Don't worry, I won't let the prince touch you."
"That's not possible." Qingge shouted urgently from behind. She bit her lip suddenly and made a plop before kneeling in front of Hua Xuanji. "Miss, even if I beg you, okay? Look at these days. .You have lived like a ghost for him. Miss. The prince is dead. People cannot be resurrected. Don't let us living people grieve for the people you worry about. Do you know? Prince Wuxia was covered in burns and blisters in order to save the prince. Even so, he stayed by your bedside for a day and a night. But you, as soon as you woke up, went to blame him. Miss, can you You can’t stop hurting those of us who love you and worry about you.”
"You don't understand." He raised the corners of his lips coldly. "You don't understand. You don't understand. Because you were not present. You didn't see how much Yehua did for me. You didn't see. You can't feel the gleaming dagger sliding down his body. You can't feel the warmth of the bright red blood spraying on your face. You don't understand. When your lover's hand is right next to it... ..I can’t grasp it. We are telepathic. I can feel it. He is not dead. He really is not dead. He was in my dream just now. He told me that he is not dead. He doesn’t want to let me know. They held a funeral for him. Qingge. Do you really think I am a fool? Do you think I don’t know the consequences of announcing Yehua’s death? Do you think I don’t know how to announce Yehua’s death? Yehua can no longer sit down after he comes back. Has he ascended to the throne? He has sacrificed too much for the throne. This is his only obsession. How could I let someone break it..."
His body slowly went limp. At the end of his speech, countless tears fell from his face and fell onto the blue ground.
"Miss." Qingge knelt forward and crawled a few steps forward, hugging Hua Xuanji in her arms. However, before she could say anything, her whole body suddenly froze.
"I'm sorry." Taking a deep breath, Hua Xuanji helped Qingge's body to the side. She put all her strength into her two palms. Her red eyes were full of determination.
Looking at the two pleading people across from her, Hua Xuanji bit her lip hard, raised her head suddenly, and said coldly, "Today, whether you stop me or not, I'm going out."