Chapter 650 The Start That Shouldn't Have Been Started
"Emperor, brother emperor..." He Yilan woke up and was shocked when he saw He Xuanwei, who had red hair like fire and a face like a dead man in front of him. Tears were streaming down his face, and he desperately wanted to break free from Zhong Tongsheng's grasp and run towards He Xuanwei.
declare.
But with her current weakness, she couldn't even stand firmly, let alone escape from Zhong Tongsheng's grasp, "Brother Emperor, you, why did your hair become like this?"
He Xuan didn't pay attention to his hair before fighting. He only felt that the blood in his body was flowing upwards, all towards the brain and internal organs. When he heard He Yilan's words, he reached out and grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it in front of his eyes.
, when he saw the red hair, even he was shocked.
"The energy and blood in your body are flowing backwards." Mu Tianxue looked at He Xuan who couldn't accept it, and said: "If you use Qigong again to activate the spiritual power in your body, you will go crazy, your internal organs will burst into pieces, and finally you will burst out with blood and die.
Oh, I forgot to tell you that every time you use the Loulan forbidden spell, your life will be shortened by five to ten years, and your internal organs and body functions will age. You have consumed too much spiritual power tonight and have no power to fight back. And now, you have been hit again.
Red Gold Snake Gu, your health value is zero."
Mu Tianxue's words were like a death sentence. He Xuan and He Yilan were so shocked that they actually laughed.
He Xuan smiled and spread his palms, white light suddenly appeared, and a red pill appeared in his hand. He handed the pill to Long Chenyi, "There is only one antidote."
Long Chen also glanced at the antidote, and Yumian beside him took the antidote. After confirming that it was a non-toxic antidote, he gave it to Long Jiale.
"The Sword of Soul Sword must belong to its original owner." He Xuan threw the dagger in his hand at Sima Heng, "The forbidden spells I learned all originated from this Sword of Soul Sword. I use this to practice the forbidden spells.
A sword, this sword will have the power to devour people's hearts. No wonder, this forbidden spell will be sealed in this sword."
Sima Heng took the Soul Sword, and with a sudden movement in the air, a blood flower arced in the air, and an arm flew out, "This sword is your punishment for coveting my Loulan Treasure. I will kill you with one sword.
I’m just giving you an advantage, so I might as well let you blow yourself up and die, and your body will be shattered into pieces.”
He Xuan snorted and looked at the blood spurting wound on the broken wall. He was stunned for a moment, thinking that his ears heard wrongly. He looked up at the expressionless Sima Heng. After a while, he said: "Thank you.
"
Sima Heng didn't look at He Xuan again, turned around and picked up Long Jiale from Yumian's arms, who had been tapped into his sleeping hole, and walked towards the Zichen Palace. At this moment, a wisp of blood flew into the sky, and it turned out to be a blood python.
Mu Tianxue was stunned for a moment, looking at Sima Heng's leaving figure and the flying blood python, her heart felt sour. She knew that Sima Heng would not hurt her or him.
Long Chen also held Mu Tianxue's shoulders. For the first time, he did not have murderous intentions because Sima Heng was holding Long Jiale, but when he looked at Sima Heng's lonely back, his expression became complicated.
"Lan'er, I'm sorry. I failed to do what I promised you." Seeing the familiar face in front of him, He Xuan's heart was as sharp as a knife. The woman he cherished his whole life and his favorite sister ended up being destroyed because of himself.
He lost his life, his eyes were hot, and tears rolled down, "At this time of the year, the apricot blossoms on Nanshan Mountain were in full bloom. From a distance, they looked like thousands of rouges, dominating the spring breeze. It's a pity that this year, we can't join hands with Nanshan to enjoy the beauty."
Those red clouds are blooming and beautiful..."
"Brother, why are you afraid of death?" He Yilan looked at He Xuan and smiled sadly, "Do you know why I like Xinghua? The queen mother once said that Xinghua is shy, just like the shy face of a cardamom girl.
It is the admiration of a young girl. I hope that every year when the flowers bloom and fall, the royal brother will be by my side for the rest of my life." Tears fell down her face, like the dew falling from the apricot blossoms after the rain. She smiled with relief and happiness, "I can't live.
Together, death can fulfill my wish, and death will be the same as death."
"Lan'er..." A deep cry, with a trembling sound, "Okay, death is also death. Now, the apricot blossoms have not yet fallen, how about I take you to see the garden full of apricot blossoms..."
He Yilan curled her lips, nodded and smiled, "Okay."
"Let her go." Mu Tianxue gestured to Zhong Tongsheng, and Zhong Tongsheng responded and let go of He Yilan, who was crying.
He Yilan ran to He Xuan, hugged He Xuan's weak body, and cried out in pain. He Xuan stretched out his only hand and stroked He Yilan's hair comfortingly, "Don't cry, you won't cry."
It's beautiful, I hope you will use your smile to accompany me through the last time of my life."
He Yilan nodded frequently, wiped away her tears, and looked at He Xuan's sad smile, as delicate and beautiful as the apricot blossoms after the rain, which was so sad and moving.
A beam of white light burst out from Hexuan's body, immediately covering the two people. However, the white light flashed in and out, showing that the spiritual power had been exhausted.
"No." He Yilan grabbed He Xuan, who was trying to activate his spiritual power, and said with a smile: "Look, it's getting dark. We haven't walked against the sunrise for a long time."
"Okay." He Yilan raised his head and glanced at the white sky, then supported He Yilan and walked towards the road outside the palace.
The soldiers and guards surrounded the two men. Wang Chaozhi rushed in front of the two men and ordered to the imperial guards and soldiers to "take them down."
"Let them go." As soon as Chao Chao finished his words, Mu Tianxue's voice rang out, "Death is inevitable in the end, and whether you leave or leave, you can't change the outcome."
"Even so, I still won't thank you." He Yilan glanced at Mu Tianxue, his eyes full of resentment, "Don't forget my curse, we will never see you again for the rest of our lives."
Long Chen also narrowed his pupils, his eyes were like a sword unsheathed, and his anger suddenly increased, and he hit He Yilan with one palm, "So, I want you two, we can't join hands in life and death, and we can't share the same hole in death."
"Ah" he groaned, and a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth. He Yilan got up and supported He Xuan who fell to the ground. She looked at Long Chenyi and sneered: "You are scared. You are afraid that you will lose her forever, haha.
...Sure enough, it is better to curse you to death than to curse you and her, separated by life and death, never to see each other again forever."
"Yi." Seeing Long Chenyi's eyes were red, his body filled with cruel anger, and he wanted to kill He Yilan with bloodthirsty and violent intent, she hurriedly grabbed his hand, "There is no need to taint yourself for the sake of the dying person.
These hands that are only gentle to me, curse this thing to be as heavy as a mountain of faith in front of those who have faith, and as floating as dust in front of those who ignore faith, you and I don't have to remember it."
"Huh, there will come a day when you two will be separated forever." He Yilan snorted coldly and helped He Xuan to leave.
The mountain outside the city was originally a place where the cavalry army lurked. It was occupied by Hexuan five years ago. There was a barrier at the foot of the mountain. One of the hilltops was covered with apricot trees. Nowadays, apricot blossoms are blooming.
At this time, a horse stopped at the top of the mountain, and two red figures got off the horse with difficulty. They were not wearing red clothes, but their bodies were stained red with blood. Under the morning light of sunrise, the blood pierced their eyes.
, actually looks like a bright red wedding dress.
"Lan'er, look, it's so beautiful." The morning breeze blows, and the red clouds are rippling in the wind, creating layers of pink waves. The sky is full of delicate red flowers, falling in the wind, and the fallen flowers are colorful and beautiful.
"Beautiful, even more beautiful than the apricot blossoms in Nanshan." He Yilan looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her. She was sad and shed tears at the same time. The tears were crystal clear by the morning light.
Hiding their steps, they walked step by step towards the forest of floating apricot blossoms. The two of them held hands and nestled under an apricot blossom tree with fallen flowers, still covered in pink patches.
In the pink waves, two blood-red figures nestled together, charming and blooming like two fragrant flowers, stunned the mountain of apricot flowers.
He Xuan held He Yilan in his arms, looked at the morning light above his head and the pink flowers in front of his eyes, bent his head and kissed He Yilan's forehead.
Various past events could not help but come to mind before his eyes. That year, he and his mother and concubine first arrived at the palace. Because he was the son of his father among the common people, even after entering the palace, he was still inferior to the noble princes and sisters.
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When all the brothers and sisters bullied and insulted him, only this woman stood up angrily and drove away the brothers and sisters who bullied him. She always protected him and told him, "As long as I am here, no one will
Dare to bully you"
Since then, this little girl has been engraved in his heart and has taken root. He likes her straightforwardness and her carefree smile. She doesn't look like a princess at all, but she loves to practice martial arts.
But the shackles of moral ethics, women's ethics, and status have formed a shackles that trapped them. When they want to go against the world and find their own world that belongs to two people, the road has come to an end.
He had no ambition to conquer the world. Even though he was humiliated and rejected by his royal brothers, as long as he had her by his side, he would rather just be a pair of commoners with her and live a life of two people in Nanshan.
However, reality did not allow it, so he chose to take a step forward to win his subordinate's world and give her a love that was unreserved and did not need to be concealed. But in the end, he failed...
"Lan'er, look, our clothes don't look like wedding clothes." He Xuan supported his heavy eyelids and looked at the clothes stained red by blood. He was as angry as a gossamer, but without losing his true feelings, he said: "Marry
how am I?"
"Okay, let's get married." He Yilan raised her head, hugged his neck, and kissed him on the lips, "Heaven is my father, the earth is my mother, and the apricot blossom forest is the matchmaker. I am willing to marry you as my wife.
, we will never be separated from each other in all our lifetimes.”
"Well, we will never be separated for the rest of our lives." A smile appeared on He Xuan's lips, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, his heavy eyelids gradually closed, and darkness swallowed him up in an instant. Only the tears from the corner of his eyes were still sliding down his cheeks.
"Wait for me" the pale words fell, a dagger had been inserted into her heart, blood bloomed in her chest, the rain of flowers above her head had stopped blooming, she was like a flower that had not yet reached its full bloom, gradually withered and withered, and the mood was...
The life was gone, the petals withered, and a love that was not accepted by the world ended.
That day, I met him for the first time under the apricot blossom tree. He was dressed in plain white cloth, with a clean and serene face. The loneliness in his body attracted him more than the apricot blossoms. He turned around and smiled elegantly, just like the warm wind in March.
In her heart, from then on, that warm smile was imprinted in her mind, and that lonely and cold figure was deeply rooted in her heart.
The beginning that shouldn't have started ended up at the end, but it was the final point of life, but she was worth it...
