"...Lying drunkenly on the battlefield. Hearing hoarse screams. Smiling at the world. Fire trees and silver flowers. Counting the storms. But scars. Success and defeat. A single thought. Life and death. A moment of glory. The country is so big. Where can I find it?
This is home. Passed many hurdles. Watched the fireworks of the prosperous age. Won the world. Lost to her..."
The nine-layer pagoda. The place where Xue Xichen once died. The biting north wind roared wildly. The ice and snow scraped like a knife, causing severe pain on the face.
Wearing the royal robe of Fengbiqing, he stood on top of the tall nine-story pagoda, facing the wind. His eyes looked blankly at the white snow flying in the sky in the distance. His heart was in a trance. It was like pressing a huge stone, and it was stifling and stinging.
"Sixth Prince, will you marry me?"
"Tongtong. I only love you in this life."[
"Biqing. Will you really marry me?"
"Tongtong. When I seize the country and dominate the world, you will be my queen."
"Biqing. Please, let's go. Let's stay away from the capital. Stay away from all the intrigues and intrigues. I just want to be your little lady..."
"Tongtong, don't be willful. When I take over the world, I will be able to give you unprecedented happiness..."
"Biqing. Don't... I'm afraid..."
"Tongtong, don't be afraid. Be good and listen to me. When I win the world, we will get married immediately..."
Now, he has won the world.
Where is she now?
Feng Biqing raised her hand and touched the vermilion pillars. She looked at the rising sun in the distance. Its rays of light pierced the clouds, penetrated the obstruction of wind and snow, and illuminated a dark sky.
The scenery remains the same, the objects remain the same, but the human face has long since changed beyond recognition.
"...overturned the world. A night of greed and arrogance. Life is just a fight. Red blood stains the yellow sand. Youth turns to white hair. If you are a true hero, how can you be afraid? Cut the mess with a sharp knife. A golden sword accompanies an iron horse. Clean up the old mountains and rivers.
.Start again. Immortal war horse. Heart will not collapse. If you are a true hero, how can you be afraid..."
Feng Biqing watched quietly, feeling empty in her heart. To this day, Qianfan has passed away, and people around her have come and gone. In the end, who is left?
Brothers are loyal to each other, and lovers are loyal to each other. Apart from those villains who are greedy for life and afraid of death, there are a few people around him who are worthy of his sincere treatment.
Feng Biqing walked along the city wall alone and confused. Her heart felt desolate and lonely. He wandered aimlessly between the palace walls. Walking alone, confused...
Life is like duckweed. Gathering and dispersing are determined by God. Destiny comes and goes. Destiny is gone. Are he and she destined to meet and stay together by fate?
He was unwilling to do so.
He was really unwilling.
Tongtong...
Where are you……[
I miss you……
I don’t know how long she walked. Feng Biqing stopped. The cold palace wall in front of her. Although the palace staff had deliberately cleaned it, there was still a strong pungent smell of blood. There was dried brown blood on the rough wall. The palace door
The white flags were floating inside. The dazzling white color made Feng Biqing almost unable to open her eyes.
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The palm of his hand gently touched the wall, gently touching the rough blue bricks on it. Feng Biqing looked desolate. The cold wind picked up the corners of his bright yellow robe and fluttered messily.
Lonely yellow. Bright white. Only loneliness. Only sadness.
"Biqing. What are you doing here?"
Behind him, a familiar voice asked him to turn around. He already knew who it was.
"Liuyue. Why do you want to."
After waiting for a long time, Xiao Liuyue replied softly: "I don't know... I was walking aimlessly in the palace. I came here without knowing it... I met Leng Junyi. I admire him.
He is loyal and straightforward. I appreciate his bravery and bravery. If we were not on opposing sides, we might be able to become friends... But no matter what, I don't want to see his tragic end today..."
"You are blaming Bai Biluo."
"I can't complain. There is reason to complain. Leng Qiuluo killed Bai Dieyu. I can understand Bai Biluo's hatred for Leng Qiuluo. He and Leng Junyi were once close friends. I killed him with my own hands. I believe Bai Biluo's
My heart must be more painful than ours. If you want to blame, you can only blame. They all love their sister too much..."
"Bai Biluo asked me today to bury Leng Junyi with the honors of a first-class general. I agreed."
Xiao Liuyue nodded. "In this way, Leng Junyi can rest in peace."
Feng Biqing's fingers were firmly embedded in the gaps between the blue bricks of the thick wall. The dark clouds over her whole body seemed to be shrouded in extremely low air pressure. She was silent for a long time. He suddenly asked: "Liu Yue, have you found Xue Mei Tong?"
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Xiao Liuyue slowly shook her head. "The Royal Forest Guards searched every corner of the palace and found traces of Xue Mei Tong. She must have left."
"Has anyone sent anyone to search outside the palace?"
"Bai Biluo sent Jin Yiwei to search the entire capital. No news has been found so far."
She clenched her palms into fists and knocked them hard on the thick wall. Feng Biqing smiled bitterly at herself. "I have been fighting with Feng Qingge all my life. In the end, I still lost to him..."
"Biqing..."
"Although I won the world, I lost to her..."
Xue Meitong, the woman he loved most in his life.
At this moment, Feng Biqing suddenly understood Feng Qingge's heart... What if Xue Xichen wanted him to give up the country and the Feng family dynasty surrendered to him? As long as his Xue Xichen was safe and sound...
If you want to get it, don't hurt it.[
He was hurt. In the end he could only lose...
"Feng Qingge...he actually abandoned his country for a woman..."
Feng Biqing felt ironic like never before. In Feng Qingge's heart, a country thousands of miles away was not as important as a woman.
Recalling the past, Xiao Liuyue sighed deeply. "That night, Xue Xichen severely injured Feng Qingge and jumped off the nine-story pagoda. After Feng Qingge woke up, she learned the news of Xue Xichen's death. All her thoughts were shattered. At that moment
The decadence, pain and sadness on his face could not deceive anyone. He held my hand and told me that if he were alive, he would only be an ordinary man, weaving and farming, smiling proudly in the mountains and forests, carrying your hand.
.To bring my old age with you..."
Perhaps it was because of Feng Qingge's persistent affection that she finally moved Xue Xichen to open up her heart again. This is why Xiao Liuyue always felt that she was not as good as Feng Qingge.
He is not as persistent as Feng Qingge. He is not as crazy as Feng Qingge. He will not give up his country for a woman like Feng Qingge.
Feng Qingge could do it, but he couldn't.
Maybe Xue Xichen is wrong in loving Feng Qingge.
Feng Qingge is indeed the man who loves Xue Xichen most in the world.
"Liuyue. You must find Xue Meitong."
No matter what, I want to ask her personally. I want her to tell me the answer personally.
Even if that answer may break my heart in the end.
I must know too.
"She will show up."
As long as Xue Xichen still loves Feng Qingge...
As long as Feng Biqing executes Feng Qingge...
Xue Xichen will definitely appear.
She will definitely appear to save Feng Qingge.
Xiao Liuyue is so convinced.
The strong wind whipped up snow all over the sky. It blew coldly between him and him.
"...Life and death are instantaneous. The heroic spirit shines forever. The country is so big. Where is home. Pass many hurdles. Watch the fireworks of the prosperous age. Win the world. Lose to her..."