On the tower of Xizhou City, Chu Tianyou looked at the fire in the distance and sighed deeply. The Nanchuan City was destroyed, and the sect leader ordered the massacre and then set fire to the city. The fire had been burning for several days, but it still did not diminish. To prevent accidents, there were
Ten thousand troops were waiting there to clean up the mess.
"She still doesn't see anyone?" Looking at Nalan Hanqi walking over, Chu Tianyou sighed.
"Yes, even Nalan Xuyan was turned away." Nalan Hanqi said.
"The death of Young Master Han Yi was a huge blow to her. She won't be able to recover for a while," Chu Tianyou said.
"How is her injury?" Nalan Hanqi asked.
"The military doctor said it hurt the heart." Chu Tianyou shook his head helplessly. "I have followed the sect master for many years, and I have never seen the sect master like this. Even at Du Yuze's wedding banquet, she never acted like this."
Nalan Hanqi glanced at Chu Tianyou, opened her mouth, but didn't say a word.
In the room, Nalan Fengjin knelt on the ground and wiped Nalan Hanyi's body bit by bit with water. But the deepest blood stain could not be wiped away.
Nalan Fengjin's hand dropped weakly.
With tears streaming down her face, Nalan Fengjin said softly: "If I didn't restore your identity as the eldest son of the emperor, would you not have to die? If I didn't make you the King of Xizhou, would you still be living freely in Xuanming Mansion?
If I went to attack Nanchuan with you, would you drink and laugh with me now? If, but no if, Han Yi, it was me who harmed you, it was me who harmed you." Nalan Fengjin began to cry: "I
It's useless. I'm really useless. I tried my best to rescue you from the cold palace, but I still lost you after so many years."
"Han Yi, you like to joke with me the most. Don't go to sleep. Get up. I'll drink with you, grill you, and laugh with you. I promise you I won't leave. I'll stay by your side. Get up.
Ah, get up. Don't sleep anymore. The peonies in Xuanming Mansion are blooming. Get up." Nalan Fengjin cried out in pain. The cry had turned into a heartbreaking cry.
Nalan Xuyan, who had been guarding the door all the time, couldn't bear it any longer. He used his inner strength to split the door bolt and pulled Nalan Fengjin into his arms. He allowed Nalan Fengjin to beat and struggle crazily.
"Xu Yan, I lost him, completely lost him, I'm useless." Nalan Fengjin leaned into Nalan Xuyan's arms and cried like a child.
"It's not your fault. He won't blame you." Nalan Xuyan hugged her and kissed her hair.
"I once prayed in front of the Buddha. Firstly, I wish that Nalan Hanyi would not be reborn in an emperor's family and have a safe life. Secondly, I wish that Nalan Hanqi would become a famous doctor and live a happy life. Thirdly, I wish that Chu Tianyou would be smiling and proud of the world and live a worry-free life. Fourthly, I wish that you would be happy and happy.
Lan Xuyan lived a rich life in Nanjiang in Yongzhen, but why, why." As he spoke, Nalan Fengjin felt a sting in his heart, his throat was fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto Nalan Xuyan's clothes, and he was completely unconscious.
But his body was as hot as fire.
Chu Tianyou was shocked when he saw Nalan Fengjin's already red face: "No, the sect master's blood moon disaster has arrived. Where are the hot springs and ice."
"Is there a hot spring in the back hall? Is it cold? Someone comes to the ice cellar to get ice." Nalan Hanqi shouted in horror.
After hearing this, Nalan Xuyan was shocked: "The poison of Manzhushahua?" Then without stopping, she ran to the back hall with Nalan Fengjin in her arms.
In the ice bucket, Nalan Fengjin breathed out with difficulty. Chu Tianyou didn't care much, and directly cut a slit on Nalan Fengjin's chest with a dagger. The blood overflowed, and the Golden Silkworm Gu King jumped onto her heart and started
After swallowing a large amount of food, a giant python suddenly fell from the roof beam and coiled around Nalan Fengjin. Nalan Fengjin leaned against the giant python helplessly.
After a long time, Nalan Fengjin stretched out her hand, and Chu Tianyou hugged her into the hot spring next to her. Nalan Fengjin vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and the water in the pool was filled with a strange red color.
When Nalan Fengjin was taken out and placed on the bed, he was already unconscious.
"Her poison comes like this once a year?" Nalan Xuyan looked at the sleeping Nalan Fengjin and his pupils had shrunk.
Chu Tianyou nodded and walked out. He whistled into the night. Several black figures disappeared on the wall of the room.
"Suzaku." Chu Tianyou called. A figure climbed over the wall and appeared in front of Chu Tianyou: "Pavilion Master."
"Bring someone to dress the King of Xizhou, use the best golden nanmu to decorate it, put this pill into the mouth of the King of Xizhou, and wait for the sect leader to wake up and decide the rest." Chu Tianyou handed over a porcelain bottle. The shadow guard named Suzaku
He took the medicine bottle and disappeared into the night.
"This is?" Nalan Xuyan asked.
"The shadow guards of Phoenix Villa are always here." Chu Tianyou said.
The three of them stopped talking and all sat on the steps in front of Nalan Fengjin's door, staring at the night sky in a daze.
Unknowingly, Nalan Hanqi found that he had burst into tears. Those scenes with Nalan Hanyi came to his mind, and the pain made him unable to breathe. He coughed several times involuntarily, and there was blood on his lips.
outflow.
When Chu Tianyou saw it, he stuffed a pill into Nalan Hanqi's mouth and walked away silently. However, he brought a lot of wine over and the three of them drank silently.
Nalan Fengjin was sleeping deeply in the room. She had a long dream.
I dreamed that that year, they were still children, running around in the palace,
I dreamed that that year, they were having a fight in Xuanming Mansion,
I dreamed that that year, her carriage left the imperial city alone, and they fell into the snow,
He dreamed that that year, she reappeared in Xuanming Mansion. When he turned around, the garden was full of peonies.
I dreamed of that year, Ningshan Academy,
I dreamed of that year, the Jin Palace...
Finally, he dreamed of Nalan Han standing in front of her with a smile: "Ajin, don't cry, I'm leaving. You should be good in the future. The happiest time is when I am with you. Also, remember to do
What a good emperor."
This time he didn't bully her,
This time he smiled gently and gracefully.
This time he was still charming and charming.
Nalan Fengjin woke up from his dream with tears streaming down his face. He wiped away his tears and said to the air with a smile: "I promise you."
Nalan Fengjin opened the door, and the dazzling sunlight shone on her face. She raised her hand to block it. After getting used to the light, she saw three people staggering around in front of the door and a mess of wine bottles.
"How much did you drink?" Nalan Fengjin asked in surprise.
"The three of them drank all the wine in the wine cellar." A voice came, and Nalan Fengjin looked at Nalan Xingci who looked haggard.
"Are you okay?" Nalan Xingci looked at Nalan Fengjin and asked worriedly.
"I'm fine. Let these three be sent back. You can go and have a rest. I'm going to take care of Han Yi's funeral. I can't let him go home like this." Nalan Fengjin said to Nalan Xing
Ci Yixiao went to another room.
Nalan Fengjin saw that Nalan Hanyi had been packed up and was sleeping quietly in the golden nanmu coffin. He smiled slightly: "You are quite handsome."
When the three of them woke up, they felt a splitting headache. They were all stunned when they found out that they were sleeping on the same couch. They got up and walked out, and were shocked when they saw the smiling Nalan Fengjin.
"When you wake up, don't call me when you're drinking. Drink with me again tonight." Nalan Fengjin smiled.
The hearts of the three finally dropped, and Nalan Xuyan couldn't help but sigh, this girl's ability to resist blows is really not that strong.
That night, Nalan Hanqi, Nalan Xuyan, Chu Tianyou, Li Xuan, Le Zhengyu, Gu Beichen, Jiang Ying, Xingyang, Nalan Fengjin, and Nalan Xingci all gathered in Nalan Han.
The next day, in front of the coffin, a person held a wine jar and drank sips. As he drank, some began to laugh, some began to cry, some began to yell, some began to howl, it seemed that time had returned to that time.