Large swaths of snowflakes fell from the gray sky, hitting Mu Yan on the face. Mu Yan suddenly stopped and stared at Murong Zixuan, who was lying motionless in the distance. There seemed to be something in his heart.
Things break apart bit by bit and then disappear
She couldn't tell what the missing thing was, but when Mu Yan saw Murong Zixuan say those words to her with his lips, she suddenly felt the urge not to let him die.
He said he loves her
These three simple words made Mu Yan feel like crying.
There was never a shortage of men who made overtures to her, and there was never a shortage of men who said these three words to her that made her sick to her stomach. But for this Murong Zixuan, for this man who died tragically when they first met, Mu Yan had
shaken
Standing there, Mu Yan slowly shifted his gaze from Murong Zixuan to Xia Yifeng
"What's wrong?" Looking at Mu Yan with a smile, Xia Yifeng raised her hand, gently removed the snowflakes from Mu Yan's head, and asked directly, "Don't want to let him die?"
Xia Yifeng's directness made Mu Yan a little annoyed. He looked at Xia Yifeng with gloomy eyes. Mu Yan said in a cold voice, "For me who can't remember anything, I shouldn't believe that Murong Zixuan, but I shouldn't trust him either.
I believe you, don’t you?”
"So?" Xia Yifeng nodded with interest, crossed his arms over his chest, and motioned for Mu Yan to continue speaking.
"So, I don't have to follow your arrangements." After speaking resolutely, Mu Yan silently took a step back. But who knows, Xia Yifeng didn't give her a chance to step back at all.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Yan's arm to stop Mu Yan's movements. Xia Yifeng raised the corners of her mouth and said, "I am the emperor and I want him to die. He has to die, so even you, Xiao Yan'er, can't save his life."
Domineeringly pulling Mu Yan into his arms, Xia Yifeng forced her to the carriage, pushed Mu Yan into the carriage, turned around, glanced at Tang Wei and Qi Hei Chu in front of him, Xia Yifeng whispered an order
Said: "Don't let her leave your sight. If something goes wrong with her, I want you to come and see her."
Xia Yifeng watched the carriage slowly leave, heading towards Yixuan Country. When the carriage passed by Murong Zixuan, Xia Yifeng's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of haze. Murong Zixuan is dead, and Yun Qingshan will not let it go.
I'm afraid that after returning to China, I will inevitably waste some time and energy on the Murong family...
Opening the car window, Mu Yan looked at the snowy scene outside the window expressionlessly. When she met Murong Zixuan, who opened his eyes feebly when he heard the sound of the carriage, Mu Yan quickly closed the window, not letting herself go anymore.
to catch his eye
To be soft to others means to be cruel to yourself and you should not have any feelings for anyone. This is what Mu Yan has always kept in mind.
He was just a man, so what if he died? He raised his lips with self-mockery, Mu Yan closed his eyes and leaned in the carriage, trying hard to calm the waves in his heart.
Lying on the ground, Murong Zixuan watched helplessly as Mu Yan's face disappeared from in front of him. As he watched the carriage go further and further away, the illusion in his heart was slowly shattered and disappeared. Murong Zixuan let out a sigh of relief and said bitterly.
smile
It starts from not knowing myself and ends with a perfect ending.
If you would rather be broken than broken, if you don't love yourself, just don't remember yourself.
Tears slipped silently from the corners of Murong Zixuan's eyes, and he looked more and more uncontrollably at Xia Yifeng who walked in front of him, watching him squat down with murderous intent, and then stretched his hands to his neck, Murong Zixuan knew
, he has absolutely no way out
Holding Murong Zixuan's neck with both hands, Xia Yifeng was about to break his neck with force to avoid further trouble, but unexpectedly, Murong Zixuan actually said to herself, "Treat her well."
With a sneer, Xia Yifeng didn't bother to give him any response. Listening to the sound of Murong Zixuan's bones being broken, Xia Yifeng wiped the blood on his hands with Murong Zixuan's clothes, then jumped on the horse and drove away.
On the endless snow, Murong Zixuan's body lay there at first glance, surrounded by patches of red blood, which were gradually covered by the falling snowflakes.
In the gloomy sky, the howling wind and the snow became heavier and heavier. Soon, it was so big that it hid Murong Zixuan's body under the snow, making it impossible for anyone to find it.
Murong Zixuan, whose body was cold and breathless, lay quietly under the snow, but the corners of his mouth remained slightly raised...
The carriage ran quickly on the snow. I don’t know how long it took, but it had arrived at the border of Cangming Country.
Opening his eyes, Mu Yan felt the stopped carriage. After listening to Tang Wei outside the carriage, after talking to others for a few words, he drove the carriage forward again. Mu Yan relaxed his muscles lazily,
Then she looked at Leng Yaner, who had been staring at her, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay" she lowered her head, Leng Yan'er's eyes flickered. For some reason, she always felt that something was wrong with Mu Yan now, but she couldn't tell where it was.
After leaving Cangming Kingdom, he arrived at Yixuan Kingdom and found an inn to stop. Without saying a word, Mu Yan followed a few people into the room and sat beside the bed.
Taking off her heavy mink fur and coat, Mu Yan turned her head to see what the people over there were doing, but the scene that came into view made her stunned.
The man named Zhou Ziqian was cutting his wrist with a dagger and dripping blood into a porcelain bowl. After receiving a whole bowl of blood, he handed the blood to Tang Wei with a smile, and then Tang Wei
Taking the blood, he walked to another table and poured it into a flower pot.
The only white flower in the flowerpot gradually changed in color after being watered with blood. But after Tang Wei poured out all the blood, the tender pink flower suddenly changed color.
The ground grew taller and then returned to its original white appearance.
Biting his lower lip, Mu Yan carefully observed the movements and expressions of those people while secretly guessing in his heart.
After resting for a while, Tang Wei stopped Zhou Ziqian's bleeding and asked him to take some medicine. Then, they set off again without stopping.
After sitting in the car and feeling depressed for a few days, just when Mu Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore, they finally arrived at their destination.
Frowning at the palace in front of her, Mu Yan's mood was a little complicated. During these days on the road, she had already understood some things in her heart. Who was Xia Yifeng? Who was she? What had happened during this period? But after seeing the momentum in front of her with her own eyes,
When he saw the magnificent palace, Mu Yan's mind couldn't help but go blank again.
Standing quietly, Mu Yan silently looked at those who came out to greet him. When Mu Moheng staggered to Mu Yan's side with two calves, he raised his head longingly and asked her to hug him.