At this time, everyone saw his clothes. He was like this: he was no longer the clothes he had in his memory, he was haggard, very bleak, exhausted, and his last little strength was outside the Hezheng Hall.
The guards used it while fighting.
He just forced himself to breathe and rushed in.
Because, he heard her call her and called him to help him.
That is his obligation and responsibility, and he has put her in this way. Some people say that if you save a person's life, you have to be responsible for him (her) in the second half of your life. If you think about him (her), you will be involuntarily tempted by yourself and you will be involuntarily
I wonder if he (she) is doing well, and if there are any other changes...
And he was on the way to save her life for the rest of his life.
It's really strange. He was originally a Buddhist and Taoist man. He ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name and practiced hard in the next life. He also talked about sutras and treatises for red men and green women in Beiwudang, and presided over etiquette in the palace... However, there are not many things like saving people and committing life.
.It was a peaceful and prosperous era at that time, and not every minute, someone needed to be saved from the sea of suffering... In the end, she was the only one who saved her life in my memory!
Just like his practice in his past and present lives, it is all for this moment.
It was all for her to call, so he could appear.
Fate comes and goes, so that's it.
Perhaps, in the previous life, she was his creditor.
I owe her a lot of money, so I can only repay it with love.
Tuoba Hong raised his head slowly, and Ye Jia was also raising his head.
There were chairs in the room, but, no one sat, they were all standing.
The woman on the bed slept in a pool of blood, her face as gold paper. She was already asleep, her breathing from initial rapid to darkness, like a light that was about to go out.
Tuoba Hong looked at her blankly, then looked at Ye Jia: "Miaolian...will she die?"
"She won't die. She will survive."
"You saved her life..."
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry..."
Tuoba Hong waved his hand and stopped him from talking. He didn't want to listen, nor did he dare to listen... Ye Jia, why should he be sorry??, surviving, surviving... Who told that child to be surviving??
It was like a very long dream of him. When he woke up, then everything in the dream would naturally disappear.