The guard holding the sword moved and stabbed Lin Feiwan with the sword in his hand.
"Wan'er"
Mo Xianchen pulled Lin Feiwan's body. Fortunately, Hua Mu Yao took action in time and knocked the sword in the man's hand to the ground.
"Stop, stop it!" A sharp shout came from behind. When the guards saw it, they immediately retracted their swords and stood respectfully.
"Meet the Emperor." The guards saluted the visitor one after another.
"Meet the Emperor" Mo Xianchen Hua Mu Yao is no exception
Lin Feiwan turned around hastily and looked at the person who came. He was walking slowly, and now he was really wearing a yellow robe.
Suddenly, it's like an old dream that I haven't woken up from
"Wan'er"
The visitor walked directly in front of Lin Feiwan, leaned over and looked at her carefully.
Lin Feiwan had nothing to say to him, but she still reached out and pulled his sleeve and said: "Brother Xuanyuan, I beg you, let me go in to see him, I beg you."
Xiao Xuanyuan's heart softened. He didn't expect that after everything happened, she would still be willing to call him Brother Xuanyuan.
"Okay, you just have to promise me not to be too sad when you go in. I promised him and I want you to be good."
Xiao Xuanyuan's words, "I", made the boundary between him and Lin Feiwan clear little by little.
Lin Feiwan looked at him and nodded: "Okay"
The tightly locked door was suddenly opened, and a gust of cold air suddenly hit her face, causing Lin Feiwan to shiver as she walked with trembling steps.
Xiao Xuanyuan stopped Mo Xianchen who was about to follow and said: "Let her go in alone. After all, this is what she has to bear. Regarding the two of them, this is all we can do."
The three of them stood quietly, looking at Lin Feiwan's cold back.
The inside of the imperial mausoleum is not as solemn as the outside. The white ice is constantly blowing out the cold air.
In the center of the hazy stone wall, there is a white crystal coffin
Lin Feiwan's body was trembling constantly. She didn't dare to move forward, but she was so eager to give herself an answer.
The cold air from all sides was constantly rising. When his face and body appeared completely in front of Lin Feiwan, Lin Feiwan was obviously about to collapse.
He lay on the crystal coffin and used all his strength to open the coffin lid. Little did he know that the top of the coffin had been nailed with gold. Even if all the guards outside came up, they couldn't open it.
"Che, how can you really lie here? Get up quickly, let's go home together, let's go home."
Lin Feiwan roared with all her strength at the cold crystal coffin, her long nails dug deeply into the cold crystal coffin, and bright red blood dripped on the white crystal coffin along her fingers.
"Get up, get up, let's go home together, let's go home together!"
She screamed outside, but he couldn't hear it inside. The distance was obviously just a cold coffin, but this life was divided into two ends.
Lin Feiwan lay on the crystal coffin, her bleeding fingers constantly tracing Xiao Che's quiet face.
Finally, the bright red blood stained the outline of a face on the crystal coffin.
The dripping tears kept hitting the blood on it, making the gradually clear face become more and more blurry.
"Why, why did you leave me? Do you know how cruel you are? If you knew we would have such a day, why did you let me fall in love with you in the first place!"