When the castle collapsed completely, a river of blood flowed into the girl's mouth and nose.
Fortune Hall.
In the gorgeous, luxurious and splendid room, the girl lying on the Heyun bed suddenly sat up, with cold sweat pouring down her back and making her clothes wet. The little fox lay under the quilt and looked at her worriedly.
Ji Yue had never seen Ye Qingge like this before. His black and white eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, filled with fear and panic. He looked like a dying person, his body was dripping with sweat, and his face was as white as bloodless.
Qingge looked around in panic. When she saw Ji Yue, she seemed to have found a little hope in the darkness. She hugged Ji Yue fiercely in her arms, wishing she could break the little fox's bone marrow.
The little fox was stunned, blinked twice, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qingge did not answer the little fox's words, but increased her strength.
She lowered her head, resting her chin on the little fox's round head, holding the little fox's mane in her hands, and said hastily, "Ji Yue!"
"Huh?" The little fox's eyes were as soft as water.
"Always stay by my side, okay?"
The little fox raised his eyes, but the girl closed her eyes tightly, as if she was afraid of something, and her shoulders kept shaking.
He didn't know what kind of nightmare she had, but he knew that at this moment, he was the only one in her heart.
The little fox's eyes were filled with a deep smile. He dug his head out from Qingge's neck and said with a smile: "Okay."
Whether in life or in death, never leave, never give up.
The place where she is is his final destination, that place is called home.
The cold wind blows, the window swings, and a ghostly figure disappears fleetingly.
Qingge stared and ran out of the window. The little fox's paws clung to the clothes on Qingge's shoulders.
Qing Ge followed the ghostly figure in front of him, cruising through the rich night, leaping across the swamp, until he reached a scorching peach forest, where the figure stopped.
Tu Bai's back looks somewhat familiar.
Like mottled jade, it shattered all over the ground.
Under the white moonlight, the man's footsteps were heavy and his soft boots were moving in the mud. He turned around inch by inch and faced Qingge.
She has fair skin, picturesque eyebrows, and pursed thin lips, especially her eyes, which are graceful like blue waves, melancholy and sentimental. The tear stains under her eyelids are like the catastrophe left in her previous life when she crossed the Naihe Bridge.
In an instant, the stars in the sky and the white moonlight became his foil.
Prince Aventurine, Aventurine Cod!
Qingge's eyes flickered, the country of Dongling collapsed, the nine sons seized the throne, and the country was stormy. As the future prince, Dongling Cod was not going through the thorns and obstacles to reach the nine-layer pagoda in the imperial capital city of Dongling. What was he doing in Qingshi Town?
"I want to come and see you."
The man's voice was clear and gentle, the hibiscus wept and the jade was broken.
Qingge's red lips parted slightly, but when the words reached her throat, she was choked.
The little fox lay silently on Qing Ge's shoulder, not saying a word, but his strange eyes were filled with hostility.
The smell of vinegar overflows in the middle of the night——
The slender man walked towards Qingge with quick steps. Standing in front of Qingge, very close to him, the man suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to wrap his arms around Qingge, but the little fox on Qingge's shoulder bared its teeth and claws.
The aventurine and the little fox stared at each other for a long time, then smiled softly and put their hands down.
"The situation in Dongling is critical, why did you come to Qingshi Town?" Qingge frowned and said.
She has a certain friendship with aventurine, and aventurine once saved her from danger. She will never forget that kind of friendship.
"My father is dying."
Aventurine opened his eyes as wide as possible, but his eyes were covered with a layer of mist. The mist condensed and turned into crystal tears that flowed down his entire face.
Qingge looked at the lonely and helpless man, her fingertips felt cold and her body was shaking. She wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know where to start.
"He was killed."
Aventurine raised his hand, and covered the monster's handsome face with his slender hand, tears spreading from his fingers.
Qingge stood aside, one person and one fox, with a calm mood.
"Do you know, the imperial brother I once admired the most actually wanted me to die a good death, and all my relatives, all of a sudden, looked ferocious, pointing their swords at me, wanting to eat me alive."
Aventurine's legs became weak and he fell to the ground weakly, covering his face with his hands. His melancholy eyes were filled with sadness at this moment.
"I know."
Qingge stood beside him, a thousand words could not be worth the words.
"I don't want to be an emperor, I don't want a kingdom..."
The man moved his hand away, his face pale and fragile, as if he was vulnerable and could fall into the abyss at any time.
His eyes reflected the holiness of the white moonlight, and his gaze as he stared at Qingge was full of silence and loneliness, "But I am the prince of Dongling, I am the future prince, and my father has high hopes for me.
I must kill my limbs and sit on the throne alone."
Qing Ge squatted down, stretched out her hand, and her mind moved slightly. A jar of heart-broken wine in the realm of nothingness appeared in her palm.
"Would you like a sip of the heart-broken wine brewed by Mo Xie?" Qingge said.
"good."
Aventurine smiled weakly, full of sadness.
He took the wine jar, opened the seal, and opened his mouth. The heartbroken wine in the wine jar poured all over his face, and a small amount of wine overflowed into his mouth.
It's like flowing through muddy water, the black hair is completely wet, and the outline is gradually despairing in the shadow.
Aventurine smashed the wine jar against a peach tree, and the sound of the wine jar breaking was particularly harsh at night.
Panting, he climbed up, with a few pieces of beautiful peach blossoms stained on his white robe.
"What would you do if it were you?"
Aventurine's face was covered with water, and he didn't know if it was tears or wine. He just stood in front of Qingge, like a homeless soul, and like a cold and arrogant king.
Qingge's heart felt like it was being pulled by someone, and it hurt.
The little fox surprisingly didn't make any fuss, was unusually quiet, and had a sinister look in its eyes.
Qingge's eyes were filled with cold mist. After a long time, she raised her eyes, her eyes were ruthless and murderous, "If it were me, I would kill everyone who betrayed me, even my brothers and sisters. Since the father who was killed has no right to
I give him hope, then, even if the road ahead is dangerous, I will overcome obstacles all the way, bring him glory, sit in the position he wants me to sit in, give an explanation to the people, and give an explanation to my father."
"They and I have the same blood flowing in our bodies." The man was frightened and took a few steps back.
Qingge walked forward and approached, "You have to know that in the imperial city, there is no blood, there is only king and minister. If you want to become the king of Dongling, you have to be ruthless and block the road ahead.
All except."
"Remember, you are the crown prince of Dongling. You must benefit all living beings, sacrifice your life for righteousness, worry about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness."
Heaven has entrusted people with great responsibilities, and they must first work hard on their minds and muscles...
Ye Qingge is like this, Ji Yue is like this, aventurine cod is like this...
No one can jump out of the chessboard of heaven and earth. They can only live a wonderful life in their own time.