"Go ahead and lie to me! What kind of thing does the Emperor need to deal with in person in the cold weather? If he's not here, why should I be here blowing the northwest wind?" I raised my legs to leave, but Eunuch Deng held me back.
: "The Emperor will be back for a while. Why don't you go to the house to rest, and then we can enjoy the flowers together when the Emperor comes back."
"Appreciate the flowers? The flowers haven't bloomed yet, why don't you enjoy the birds!" I kicked him away, but he immediately jumped up and hugged my feet like a sloth, pleading: "Your Majesty is gone, the Emperor will come back to see you."
If you don't get married, you will blame the slave. Last time, the emperor threw a bag all over the slave's head. Look, the one on the top of the head hasn't faded yet."
I looked at the purple lump on his head and laughed out loud, "Okay! I'll go to the house to rest and wait for him."
"Yes, Madam, please go this way, please be careful of slippery roads." Eunuch Deng bent over and led me into the warm room with a smile on his face, and poured me steaming Pu'er tea with fragrant aroma.
I sat in the room boredly drinking tea, Biyu was beating my back, and Eunuch Deng stood within three steps of me like an iron tower, with a faint scent of incense floating in the air.
The more I think about it, the more something is wrong. The plum blossoms are clearly not in bloom. Why does the emperor want me to come and enjoy the flowers? Why is the emperor not here when I am here? What kind of things should the emperor handle personally? If it is a very important matter, he will definitely not be able to handle it for a while.
Come, the emperor will not let me wait for him dryly. He should let me go back to the palace to rest, instead of asking Eunuch Deng to keep me.
He must let Eunuch Deng keep me? Could it be? I was shocked, and with a "bang", the teacup in my hand fell to the ground.
"Mom, is it hot?" Biyu nervously grabbed my hand and checked.
"Biyu, let's go back quickly, something happened!" He must have discovered something before he would move the tiger away from the mountain and move me away to deal with the person he wanted to deal with. Is it Feng, Chi, Mei, Ziqi, or someone from Nianrou Palace?
Palace maid and eunuch? No matter who it is, I won’t allow it!
"My Majesty, please don't leave. Please wait a little longer! Your Majesty will be back soon!" Eunuch Deng held my feet tightly and wouldn't let go. I kicked and kicked and kicked as hard as I could, but he was like a dog-skin plaster, unable to kick me no matter what.
Lose.
"Let go! I can't wait any longer! I want to go back!" I shouted sharply, but he turned a deaf ear and held on to my legs tightly, as if he was planning on being kicked to death by me.
"Ah!" With a scream, Eunuch Deng fell to the ground. Behind him stood a beautiful female warrior holding the bronze furnace high - Biyu!
"Biyu, you are so powerful! You can defeat him with just one hit!"
"That's natural. Your Majesty is so powerful, how can I, Biyu, be inferior?"
"I complimented you a few times and you flew into the sky."
"Your Majesty, please leave quickly! Didn't you tell me that something happened? In fact, when I helped your Majesty to come, I seemed to see a large number of imperial guards heading towards your Majesty's palace." Biyu threw the copper stove to the ground and hurriedly helped me out.
"Lan Aotian, that bastard! He actually tricked me into dealing with my people!" I ran out with the wind at my feet.
"Your Majesty, what was the sound just now?" the curious little guard asked.
"The cat calls Spring!" A crisp voice floated far away in the cold wind.
The little guard scratched his head in confusion. It's winter now. Shouldn't the cat be called Dong?
Corpses littered the fields, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers. It was too horrible to look at. These sixteen words were the scene I saw when I stepped into the door of the palace.
Purgatory on earth! My heart ached, and my weak body was about to collapse. Biyu hurriedly supported me.
The cold wind howled, and the smell of blood in the air made me sick. A handsome man in white was fighting hard with a silver sword in his hand. A dozen men in black stabbed the wind mercilessly with their swords, vowing to kill him.
While he was fighting, he glanced at me, just one look from afar, heartache, reluctance, worry, admiration, fear, all the emotions were gathered together. The air seemed to have solidified, time had stopped, and the snow was still falling, white.
The snow could not cover up the bright red color all over the ground.
His elegant white clothes are dotted with red, just like the red plum petals that fell on him when he danced the sword in the imperial garden that day. It is still so beautiful, so elegant, so affectionate as the sea, still so elegant, so noble, so gentle as water,
He is still my wind, my beloved wind, the wind dressed in flowing white clothes, but the white clothes are dyed with dazzling bright red, bloody red.
My heart was so painful that it felt like it was about to burst. The grief and distress were so overwhelming that I couldn't breathe. I looked at him. We were only a few dozen meters apart, but it felt like we were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, an insurmountable chasm, so far away.
Far away, inaccessible, intangible, we can only look at each other from afar.
"Wind -" With just such a gentle sound, all my strength was exhausted, and a mouthful of sweet and warm liquid spurted out and fell on the snow, like a blooming red plum, beautiful and sad.
"Rou'er -" Such a heart-wrenching call, such a warm and broad embrace, I almost thought he was my wind, but he is not, he is a king, the king who controls our life and death, the supreme, cold and ruthless king.
A pill was stuffed into my mouth. I looked at the emperor who looked heartbroken and struggled to say, "Please let him go!"
"I will never let him go!" The voice was still firm and cold.
"Really?" I suddenly smiled, and it was so beautiful, shockingly beautiful, and tragically beautiful.
"yes!"
I looked at his heartbroken and cold face, and then looked at the handsome man who was struggling to break out of the siege. The look in his eyes made me feel so heartbroken that I wanted to die, and was so gentle and intoxicating. Sadness and despair spread in my heart, and my heart seemed to be broken.
It was broken so simply and so resolutely.
"Your Majesty, do you love Rou'er?" I smiled, as bright as a summer flower, as gentle and charming as a smile.
"I love Rou'er!" the decisive reply.
I laughed again, the smile was so sarcastic and decisive. I looked at him laughing, the laughter was so sad and desperate. I pushed him away fiercely, took a few steps back, pulled out the gold hairpin on my head, and pointed it at my own.
neck.
"Rou'er, you——"
"Your Majesty, do you love me?" I smiled, a wild smile, a cold smile, tears flowed silently from the corners of my eyes, hot and wet, the cold wind of winter blew over, very cold, but
Not one tenth as cold as my heart, I looked at him, smiling so wildly, and my voice was very gentle and cold: "Your Majesty, do you love me?"
"Rou'er, I love you! Put down the golden hairpin quickly!"
"Okay! Rou'er asks the emperor to let him go! Otherwise, Rou'er will die in front of you immediately!"
"Rou'er don't want it!!!" Her voice was still so gentle and affectionate, intoxicatingly gentle and charmingly affectionate.
"You threaten me? I will not be threatened by anyone!" Lan Aotian looked at the woman in front of him coldly, feeling heartbreaking pain for the first time. He loved her so much and gave her everything a woman in the world could want.
, but she is blackmailing herself for a man who betrays her. He will not agree, he will never agree!
"Rou'er doesn't dare threaten the emperor, but if Feng is hurt by anything, I will be hurt ten times and a hundred times more than him. Since the emperor doesn't agree, that's it." I said to the handsome man who was trapped by the dark man, Yan Ran.
With a smile as bright as the stars, I looked at the emperor and smiled coldly. The gold hairpin in my hand slowly drew a deep blood mark on my neck. The blood beads rolled down like gems, one by one, bright and eye-catching.
"Rou'er——" The emperor cried out heartbroken, clenching his big hands into fists, suppressing the pain and loss in his heart, and gave a cold and firm order: "Let him go!"
"Brother Imperial, this..."
"Your Majesty, we finally attracted King Jie, captured him, and threatened the Fengyun royal family. It is not difficult for our army to annihilate the Fengyun Kingdom's army in one fell swoop. Your Majesty, we must not miss the opportunity because of women!" the Imperial Preceptor spoke earnestly and urgently.
.
"I said let him go! Let him go!"
"emperor……"
Seeing that the scar was getting deeper and deeper and blood was pouring out, Lan Aotian held back his heartache, turned around and shouted angrily: "Let him go! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
The dark men retreated one after another. Chu Fengyang held his sword and slowly walked towards the woman with a determined look. His feet were still weighing a thousand pounds. Step by step, he left deep footprints in the snow, staining the road with blood.
.
I smiled at him and told him not to worry. He also showed a gentle smile and walked over slowly, step by step, getting closer and closer, as if his smile was right in front of me and within reach.
"I will not let the emperor make mistakes!" Xiao Mingde shouted, pulled out the guard's long sword, and stabbed Chu Fengyang, who only had eyes for the woman in front of him.
"Feng, be careful!" I screamed, but before Feng could turn around, the sword had already stabbed into my chest.
"No!" The air seemed to freeze, Feng slowly turned around, and the long sword pierced his chest like lightning. I screamed and rushed over, and a slender figure rushed over at the critical moment, blocking the wind.
In front of him, the sword pierced his chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
I stood still, stupidly looking at the beautiful boy who slowly fell down and never forgot to show me a cute smile. My breathing stopped in an instant, heartbreaking heartache exploded in my chest, and my grief-stricken tears blurred for an instant.
My eyes were blinded, and I rushed over desperately, "Zi Qi——"
I still remember the first time we met, with her delicate and shy eyebrows, delicate fair skin, simple and slightly shy smile, and clear and penetrating eyes, she seemed like a beautiful boy who came out of a comic book, or like a boy who strayed into the mortal world.
Angel.
"Sister--" He called me sister, with a gentle voice, a shy look, and just the word "sister" made me feel love and affection. After holding his hand, I never wanted to let go.
He said: "When Ziqi first saw his sister, he regarded her as the person he would identify with his whole life." But this person will eventually hurt your innocence.
He said: "Zi Qi knows that my sister doesn't like Zi Qi's shyness, Zi Qi will change it until my sister is satisfied." Fool Qi, my sister loves your shyness, simplicity, cleanliness and transparency the most.
He said: "Sister, don't forget." What did you forget? Did you forget the chess pieces? Sister will not forget.
He said: "Zi Qi only has one sister." Silly boy, but you are not the only sister.
His shyness, his simplicity, his smile, his beauty, his rawness, and his tears have all left an indelible mark on my heart.
The Imperial Master sat on the ground blankly, his eyes distracted, and he couldn't believe that he had stabbed his son.
"Zi Qi -" I rushed over and held him in my arms, who was so thin and weak. The tears of grief fell heavily on his face. The cold wind blew on his face, cutting me like a knife.
His face said, "Zi Qi, why are you so stupid? Why are you so stupid?"
"Sister--" Ziqi raised his hand with difficulty to touch my face. I quickly held his hand tightly and gently placed it on my face. Tears unbridled wet his soft palm, but his hand was still so...
It is soft and tender, but has lost its warmth and becomes even colder in the cold wind and heavy snow.
"Zi Qi knows that his sister loves him. If he dies, her sister will be very sad. Zi Qi doesn't want his sister to be sad or sad and shed tears. If Zi Qi dies, his sister will soon forget Zi Qi and start a happy life again.
"
"Nonsense! Nonsense!"
"Sister--" Ziqi called me softly, trying hard to say something, but dazzling bloodshot eyes continuously overflowed from his lips. I hurriedly wiped the skirt of his lips, but why, I kept wiping them.
Also, why is this happening? I hugged his slender body, and my hot tears turned a pool of blood: "Zi Qi, what's wrong with you? Is it painful? Is it painful?"
"Sister, Ziqi is very happy to have done this for my sister. Don't be sad, sister. Ziqi is fine." A large mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth. I wiped it away hurriedly, feeling so heartbroken that I was about to collapse.
Zi Qi struggled to show me a pure and lovely smile, and his dark eyes were full of reluctance, admiration and concern. I looked at his increasingly dim eyes, hugged him tightly in fear, and broke down in tears: "Zi Qi
, don’t go, don’t leave sister, sister loves you, sister loves you, do you hear me? Don’t go, don’t go! Sister won’t let you go! Sister won’t let you go, please, don’t go, okay? Don’t throw it away
My sister is so sad, oh oh oh oh..."
"Sister--" He tried hard to laugh, tried hard to call her sister again, tried hard to look at her again, but was unable to do anything. His eyes slowly closed and his arms hung down weakly.
"Zi Qi?" I shook him in fear, but he closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless. He never opened his eyes to look at me, nor opened his mouth to call me sister, nor did he smile shyly.
It was as if he had fallen asleep out of anger with me. No matter how much I called, shook, or begged him with tears, he just refused to wake up.
"Zi Qi?" I hugged him in despair and refused to let go. I looked up at the gray sky. Are the cold things on my face my tears or the snowflakes? Is it Zi Qi's lingering love or the snowflakes floating in the air?
My sadness and despair?
"Ah!!! Ah!!!" Sadness, despair, and grief erupted from my chest, and tears flowed back into my broken heart. I yelled hysterically at the sky, and the blood on his body dyed my chest red. The sky is unfair!
How could you be willing to take away such a simple and lovely young man?
Zi Qi, you are my sister’s Zi Qi, my sister’s Zi Qi alone. It was your sister who harmed you. If I hadn’t tempted you, if I had rejected you earlier, Zi Qi, you wouldn’t be so stupid, Zi Qi,
Ziqi, my sister’s beloved child, has harmed you!
"Rou'er——" Feng hugged the grief-stricken woman tightly with heartache, and Zhi checked Zi Qi's pulse, frowned and stuffed a pill into his mouth, secretly injecting the true energy into his body.