Tie Shaoqiu suddenly understood what Ling Shaobai meant. He couldn't say it. If he said it, he would give up the hope of survival. He had to keep a hope, the hope of seeing Bao'er again. Only in this way would he be able to survive today.
Winning a sliver of life in a war that seemed like death.
Tie Shaoqiu retreated, and the guards surrounded the small gap again. Tie Shaoqiu walked away from a distance. He didn't want to see that scene. He was not responsible for today's incident. He besieged Ling Shaoqiu.
Young Emperor Han Jie didn't know how dangerous Bai was, and he had no intention of sacrificing Tie Shaoqiu's life.
Tie Shaoqiu couldn't help but ran over. He had only seen two sides of Ling Shaobai, but he was deeply heartbroken. From that night when he walked under the moon, he saw the tenderness of his children under the iron bones, the fairy wind and the way
The elegance of his bones is all admirable. He wanted to leave a message for him. He came. Although he was rejected, he felt that his coming was not in vain.
Ling Shaobai was the person of his age whom he admired the most besides Young Emperor Han Jie. They were both born leaders, one was elegant and the other was rebellious, but they both had the superhuman courage to lead the group. Moreover, they also fell in love with the same woman.
, the same infatuation, the same persistence, the same pride!
The sound of slashing and killing could be heard from behind, but Tie Shaoqiu did not look back. He turned his back to the great scene of fighting and looked at Jiang Dongshui.
There were only a few light snowfalls this winter, and there was no ice on the river. But when the wind blew over, it was still bitingly cold with the humidity from the river.
The sound of firecrackers in the distance kept ringing, and Tie Shaoqiu suddenly remembered that today is New Year's Eve!
Ha, everyone is celebrating the New Year happily now! It must be very lively inside the palace.
He tilted his head slightly. Under the pursuit of hundreds of people with flying weapons, the white on Ling Shaobai's body was stained with blood, and the red was dazzling and shocking. Tie Shaoqiu couldn't tell whether it was other people's blood or his. However,
A sharp knife could be seen stuck in Ling Shaobai's left arm. He didn't even have time to pull out the knife to stop the bleeding.
Tie Shaoqiu knew that the people he brought today were all good players. Ling Shaoqiu was a god and would not survive today.
Bao'er, is he still smiling happily in the palace? Does she know that her brother, the emperor, wants to kill her brother, the leader of the alliance?
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Cining Palace
A huge round table, so exaggerated that even Baoer felt that a small house could be built under the table.
Of course, there were extremely exquisite delicacies on the table. A group of palace maids were waiting on them, and there were also musicians playing and singing. It was very lively.
However, there were only seven people sitting on such a big table with hundreds of plates of delicacies. The Queen Mother, Concubine Jing'an, Young Emperor Han Jie, Concubine Bao, Concubine Lei, Princess Huiping, and a very old woman.
She has white hair, looks very dignified, and wears very simple clothes. If Baoer met her in the garden, she would definitely be for a certain old palace maid. But when she heard the introduction, she was shocked. She turned out to be... the Dowager Princess.
, that is, the Queen Mother’s mother-in-law.
Bao'er has been in the palace for so long, and she has never heard of such a number one person. But it seems that everyone respects her very much. This empress dowager does not have the common habit of nagging old ladies. She is silent, she is calm,
She is unfathomable.
The rules at the banquet were very strict, and even Lei Lihua, who had always been arrogant, kept a low profile. She just kept glancing at the wounded and wrapped young Emperor Han Jie, with a thoughtful look on her face.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was extremely gloomy, as if it were an important political exchange on the battlefield, making people lack of appetite and listless.
Everyone spoke some indispensable scene language and Mandarin. Bao'er was not good at it, and she and Princess Huiping were the youngest, so they couldn't talk much and could only mutter about making a fortune. This year was so boring. It was different from previous years.
Compared with the liveliness of the house, although it is extremely luxurious, it seems cold and boring. Bao'er misses Long Mansion strongly, misses his father and mother. He hasn't seen them for a long time, alas!
There was some noise outside, but it was too far away to hear clearly. Young Emperor Han Jie asked, "What's going on outside?"
"Back to the emperor, a man broke into the palace. I don't know what he wanted. Now the guards are stopping him." A eunuch came in and answered.
Young Emperor Han Jie paused for a long while, looked at Bao'er without showing any expression, and then said: "It's probably the Mu family's remnant, there is no need to avenge him if I kill him." He raised his glass and drank it all.
Bao'er looked at Young Emperor Han Jie inexplicably. Suddenly, she felt frightened. For no reason, she stood up and looked at Young Emperor Han Jie. Her eyes were still full of trust and doubt. These two completely opposite expressions merged together.
, is so vivid, it is the simplest trust, even if things are approaching, you still choose to believe, only children and fledglings have this kind of heart-to-heart touching trust.
Young Emperor Han Jie looked at Bao'er intently, as if he would keep this expression for the rest of his life. I don't know when and where he will see such an expression next time?
Bao'er suddenly jumped up and rushed out like a wild horse.
Young Emperor Han Jie stood up slowly, smiled at everyone, and said very politely: "You can use it only if you like it." Then he also walked out, but he forgot that he still had the empty wine glass in his hand.
Sure enough, under the warm winter sun, a man in red was fighting with hundreds of guards. He had four arrows stuck in his body. Unfortunately, none of them were stuck in his vital points. Young Emperor Han Jie expressed deep regret for this,
Because of the uselessness of his subordinates, Bao'er had to be sad.
Bao'er didn't hesitate at all and rushed in. The guards were in a hurry. This Concubine Bao was the most important person in the heart of Young Emperor Han Jie. He would die even if he hurt her even a hair. In addition, Han Jie wanted to die.
Emperor Jie was watching coldly not far away without saying a word. He really wanted them to fight or stop.
Bao'er's Qinggong was already good, and no one dared to stop him. He jumped to Ling Shaobai's side, "Brother, leader..." She shouted softly, for fear that her voice would be too loud and she would get hurt.
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Ling Shaobai still had that smile as light as the stars and the moon on his face. The true color of his clothes could no longer be seen. A large piece of his sleeves was torn. His skin as white as jade was also stained with blood. His lips moved.
, gently said: "I'm sorry."
I'm sorry, I'm too selfish. No one has died since ancient times, but I insist on seeing you for the last time. I know that coming will only make you sad, and I know that not seeing you is better than seeing you. But I just can't control it.
My own feet, please forgive me. This is the first and last time in my life that I have been selfish.
He didn't say anything else, his eyes were still as gentle as jade. He gently raised a blood-stained hand and stroked Bao'er's hair. There was a white nine-turn rose in the hair, which was incomparably beautiful.