"No - Qing'er, Ye'er." Suli staggered, and he lay down at the edge of the cliff with a heavy expression. His warm eyes were full of water. The crystal clear tears fell from his handsome cheeks.
It slid down silently.
His jade-like hands were deeply embedded in the stones, and they were clasped tightly. The finger marks were stained with blood, but he didn't know what the pain was. The red eyes were filled with the color of mad pain.
, Shangguan Yiyun trapped his body in fear, she was worried that her son would do something stupid.
"Li'er, Mom knows you are in pain, but you must not do anything stupid. Mom has already lost Ye'er as a son, and she doesn't want to lose a second son." She hugged him tightly, worried about Su.
Li took advantage of her attention and jumped into the abyss with Suye and Fang Qing.
The hot tears flowed silently, moistening Shangguan Yiyun's shoulders, and imprinted them into the soft heart of a mother. She could not use words to comfort her son, who had been well-behaved and gentle since childhood. She could only pat him quietly.
His back supported his shaky body.
The man didn't shed tears lightly, just because he didn't reach deep into his heart. Only when things happened, he realized that it wasn't that his love wasn't deep enough, it was just that he hid it too deeply.
Suli always thought that to protect Fang Qing and protect her and Ye'er's happiness, all he had to do was bless and watch from a distance. But in front of her, she was flying down like a kite with its string cut off.
The figure and the sad and smiling expression were deeply fixed in his eyes, and he couldn't extricate himself or suppress it. His heart hurt so much, it hurt so much that he didn't know what to do, and it hurt so much that he wanted to pull it out.
The sword pierced his heart, and he thought that as long as his heart stopped beating, he wouldn't have to taste this bone-chilling pain.
However, my parents had just lost Ye'er. If something happened to him again, it would be very embarrassing for them. He couldn't be so selfish, nor could he be so cruel.
He was in unbearable pain, but he had to control it.
Slightly loosening his hands, he raised his head from Shangguan Yiyun's arms. His handsome and handsome face, and his black pupils as clear as obsidian, were filled with a light sheen like flying catkins.
He pulled his lips slightly. "Please take care of your health, Li'er will be fine." He comforted her heart, and a faint smile floated on the corners of his lips, but he looked so sad and sad.
Shangguan Yiyun looked at Suli with such an expression, and she felt extremely sad. This son made her feel so distressed that she didn't know what to say. His gentleness, his thoughtfulness, and his well-behavedness made her, a mother, unable to help herself.
Tears welling up. Li'er, my Li'er, my mother feels so sad when she looks at you.
She had watery eyes floating in the corners of her eyes, stretched out her hand to clasp her flying black hair, and choked with tears: "Li'er, let's go back."
Um--
Suli smiled warmly, and that smile looked particularly sad. He helped Shangguan Yiyun stand up, and turned back to take a deep look at the tens of thousands of feet of broken wall.
Su Mingjing and Su Yu walked hard, their bodies stained with blood, but their eyes were filled with surprise. The dragon jue was held in Su Mingjing's hand, indicating that this catastrophe was about to end.
Snapped--
A heavy blow hit Suli on the shoulder. It was Suyu. His usual evil and lazy look disappeared. At this moment, the light in his peach blossom eyes shrank, and his whole body naturally exuded a calm and steady aura.
"Brother, the endgame after the war still requires the efforts of our brothers. So, brother, we must cheer up." He said meaningfully.
Suli held Suyu's hand with one hand, Sumingjing hugged Shangguan Yiyun, Suli, Suyu, tightly, their hearts were connected together, blood drops fell from their palms, but their eyes could not
Clear.
The wild and unruly young emperor looked at the warm scene of them embracing each other under the sunset, and a knowing smile flashed through his cold, stunning black eyes.
His bloodshot lips and the cold and hard lip lines slowly softened.
Then, his eyes fell on the high point of the broken wall, his thick eyebrows tightened involuntarily, and a soft sigh floated softly from his lips.
Uh-huh--
Low moans came out intermittently under the tens of thousands of feet of broken walls. The moment Fang Qing opened her eyes and woke up, she found that her body was soft.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at that familiar handsome face, those proud and deep black eyes, with sparkling water, and he stared at her in surprise.
The rising breeze brought her memory to a moment. The young emperor who flew towards her, the handsome and proud Yu Tianqi, he held her body and they fell into the cliff together.
Perhaps the corner of their clothes got caught on the way. They did not fall all the way, but fell on a large protruding rock under the broken wall. Yu Tianqi protected her with his body. She was not seriously injured, but
Some flesh abrasions.
On the other hand, Yu Tianqi was seriously injured. He couldn't move his whole body. He was still vomiting blood, and blood surged from his lips, staining his chest red with blood.
Why? Why did he want to save her? She wanted to follow Suye, but why did he stop her and use his life to prevent her from following.
Why? Why did he do this? Why did she have to bear this?
Cough cough cough - cough cough cough -
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his lips and stained his front red.
Her eyes were calm and watery.
呲——
She pulled off a corner of her dress and wiped away the enchanting blood that overflowed from the corners of her lips for him. But he pulled her hand down, smiled tenderly at her, and shook his head.
"Qing'er, don't be busy. I can't do it anymore." His breath was free, and his face was frighteningly white. His beautiful and rosy lips were glowing with a faint purple-blue cold light at this moment.
Fang Qing's eyes were indifferent, her pupils tightened, her hand did not stop, she was still wiping the blood flying out of the corner of his mouth, wiping it constantly, and as soon as there was blood coming out, she would wipe it away fiercely.
"Qing'er, don't wipe it." Yu Tianqi clasped her wrist and looked at her with a gentle smile.
But she replied coldly to him. "Stop talking, save your energy. Also, you will be fine." She fiercely tore off her outer robe, tearing it into strips, and at the same time tore Yu Tianqi's
The robe was also torn into strips, and she twisted her hands into strips of cloth. Her cold fingers occasionally touched his hot blood, and she froze slightly.
"Qing'er——" His beautiful, glossy black jade eyes slowly closed.
Snapped--
A crisp slap landed on his pale and weak face mercilessly. "Don't sleep, open your eyes and stay upright." Fang Qing ordered him.
"Qing'er, you don't have to work anymore, I, I, I can't do it anymore." He struggled to open his eyes, and his vision became increasingly blurry. He felt cold all over, so cold, so cold.
Fang Qing looked at his trembling body. She closed her eyes slightly indifferently, then opened them briefly. She held him in her arms and passed on her body temperature to him.
"I'll say it again, nothing will happen to you. Even if you are going to die, you have to wait until I rescue you before you die. That way, I won't owe you anything, I won't owe you anything." She didn't want to owe him, not even a little bit.
Don't want either.
"Qing'er, I don't need you to repay me. Really, I don't need you to repay me at all. I did it purely for myself. I can't watch you disappear in front of me. There is no way. Qing'er, I'm sorry.
, it may make you embarrassed. But I will disappear soon. If you want to pay me back, just come and see me on my grave every year during the Qingming Festival, that’s fine." He was weak.
He said, his eyes began to wander and wander.
"Qing'er, promise me, promise me that you must live well, live well. Do you know? When the peach blossoms were in full bloom, you once danced a song in the peach blossom forest. At that time, you were only ten years old
, but the dance is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away. If I have the chance, I really want to watch Qing'er dance again, to see Qing'er flying in the peach blossom forest like a fairy who has fallen into the world.
"The corners of his lips floated with a beautiful soft light, so poignant and sad.
Drip - drip - drip -
Something dripped from her eyes uncontrollably, crystal clear and hot.
Drops fell into his eyes, onto his face, and onto his perfect lips. Yu Tianqi looked straight at Fang Qing with a look of astonishment.
He gently stretched out his shiny jade fingers to caress Fang Qing's tear-stained cheek. "Qing'er, are you crying?" His silent black jade eyes raised an astonishingly bright luster, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, so
Eye-catching, so gorgeous.
"These tears were shed for me, Qing'er shed for me." He suddenly looked like an innocent child, with a bright and pure smile.
Fang Qing didn't know why, but her tears flowed down involuntarily. Didn't she hate this man the most? She wanted to draw her sword and kill him at the beginning. She should never shed a tear for him. Why should she?
He is really going to die, why, why, at this moment, the tears are like a river bursting its banks, flowing down uncontrollably.
"Qing'er -" He gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and gently stroked her cheek with his generous and warm hands. "Your tears are the best gift left to me. I will always remember,
The way you shed tears for me. Thank you, Qing'er." Even though the person she fell in love with was not him, even though he was insignificant in her heart, she was willing to shed tears for him, and he should be content and satisfied.
"If there is an afterlife, I will never let any man have the opportunity to take you away from me. This is the brand, my brand." He struggled to hold on, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He held Fang Qing's face,
He kissed her lips arrogantly and domineeringly.
This kiss, with an almost destructive intensity of love and hatred, swept through his life. He gritted his teeth and bit down a mark on the center of Fang Qing's forehead.
Curved, crescent mark, with a hint of blood in its mouth.
bump--
He hit the rock softly and closed his eyes peacefully.