After Guo Ren regained his strength, Fang Hongzhao had no intention of taking Yue Changfeng with him. He also knew what was going on and returned to the main city to prepare. When he arrived at the gate of the mausoleum, he happened to meet someone running from the golden palace.
When Jinglouxue came out, she opened her eyes wide. First she wondered who this person was, and then she realized what she was doing and said in surprise: "Jinglouxue!"
The woman in black narrowed her eyes coldly, stretched out her hand, drew out her sword, and slashed at Fang Hongzhao. As the two fought, Fang Hongzhao dodged sideways, flicked her right hand, and three silver needles quickly shot towards the snow in the Beijing Tower.
Knowing that she couldn't waste time here, Jinglouxue dodged the silver needle and immediately took up her steps, running quickly towards the stone door. Fang Hongzhao shouted behind her: "Stop."
You and I have been running for who knows how long. It seems that the whole world is looking for her, but all the reasons for looking for her are sad.
She didn't drink the last medicine of the woman in black robe. She hid in the Xinling Underground Palace just because she didn't want anyone to find her. Even if she died, she could die quietly. Everyone said she was crazy, but in fact she lived more sanely than anyone else.
She was really tired. Even if she was abandoned by the world, it was already a thing of the past. She didn't want to care about it and didn't have the strength to care about it anymore. She just wanted to die quietly in a place where no one was around.
Jinglou Xue frowned and glanced at Fang Hongdrill, who was chasing behind her, and sped up and ran towards Qianxue Valley.
At the fork in the road ahead, Jinglouxue did not choose the direction to Xinling City. Fang Hongzhao was secretly anxious when he suddenly noticed a man in white riding a horse in the distance.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west and it was almost dark.
The man in white was originally Mo Shuruo's idea, because he guessed that Jinglou Xue might not go to the city, so just in case, he asked Xiang Jingyi to pretend to be Baiyue Xi and send Jinglou to the city when necessary.
Xue cheated and replied to Lingcheng.
The development of the matter was under Mo Shuruo's control. As soon as she saw him, Jinglou Xue forgot to think.
Xiang Jingyi turned his horse's head and whipped away. Jinglouxue was startled, "Baiyue Xi!"
Watching her turn around and follow Xiang Jingyi towards the city, Fang Hongzhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. When she stopped, her whole right foot hurt terribly. Thinking of the task assigned to her by Mo Shuruo, she had no choice but to rush back to the city.
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"Gah——" The white eagle flew from a distance. She stood on the slope and raised her right hand. As soon as the strong wind passed, she was carried away by the white eagle in the air.
The milky white moonlight shines through the treetop branches, casting scattered shadows on the endless stone road. The surroundings are silent, and the doors of the residences on both sides of the street are closed. The sound of horse hooves suddenly sounds in the distance, getting louder and louder, and a white shadow emerges from
She jumped in front of the door, but after a while, she ran away from the other end of the street. Soon, Jinglouxue chased after her from the city gate. Panting, she stopped under the tree and looked around, but there was no one on the street. However,
In a blink of an eye, she was already chasing the man in white along the avenue, in the direction where he disappeared.
Jinglouxue ran down a few streets and found that the atmosphere was strange. Xinling City was as quiet as death. The only place with lights on in the city was here - Huiwu Upper Courtyard.
She looked at the sign at the door and then at the open door. After thinking for a while, she turned around and walked a few steps. Suddenly she stopped again. She looked back at the light at the door. Suddenly she made a decision and walked back to the door.
Step by step, she stepped on the steps carefully. After entering the door, there was no one around along the way. She walked along the corridor and entered the hall. She was looking around to see what was wrong when the only few lamps suddenly went out. She grabbed her sword in case anyone was there.
She was not too panicked when she rushed out. Her eyes were alert in the darkness, but what she was worried about did not appear. Instead, two rays of light fell from the stage, one shining on her and the other shining on "her" on the stage.
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On the stage, the woman was wearing a red scarf, her face was not clear, only her bright red wedding dress was particularly dazzling.
Jinglou Xue was stunned, and a familiar feeling emerged from the bottom of her heart.
The lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, then came back on instantly. In the blink of an eye, there were a bunch of people on the stage, including the emcee, matchmaker, groom, and guests, chatting and laughing with joy, like an excerpt from a play without a beginning.
.White petals suddenly floated in the darkness, just like that day...
"Respect the gods, respect your parents. We will grow old together, and we will live together for a long time. We will have children and grandchildren, and we will be happy. I will never regret being with you for the rest of my life."
The master of ceremony's voice was not clear, and the scene in front of him gradually overlapped with the scene in his memory.
Her eyes were wandering, looking at the stage in trance.
In the vague impression, it was an overly simple wedding, with no relatives or friends, but it made people feel happy and contented, like a dream, a sweet dream that I never want to wake up from.
How long had she been looking for him? It seemed like a lifetime of suffering. What was Baiyue Xi like at that time? She remembered that no matter whether he was happy or not, the corners of his mouth were always slightly pursed. She also remembered that he was wearing the same clothes as her that night.
The wedding dress of the same color was made by an embroiderer they met outside the city. No one in Baiyue was willing to bless her, and even all the embroidery shops refused to sell her a piece of red silk.
However, in such a miserable situation, it was so gratifying to receive the most sincere gift in a remote village.
What was that night like? I remember it, but I just forced myself to forget it.
"Lou Xue!" An exclamation brought her back to reality. Jing Lou Xue looked towards the stage and saw the bride in red holding her head and screaming repeatedly. Everyone around her was grabbing her, and they were so strong that they were strangling her hands.
The strips are blue and purple.
"Miss is sick again, get the rope quickly, hurry up."
"ah--"
The woman screamed, and the pain that came from deep inside her body made life worse than death.
Under the stage, Jinglouxue hugged herself and trembled, lowered her head and murmured to herself: "That's not a disease..." The pain was caused by the fetal poison mentioned by the woman in black.
She never thought that Jing Zhaoxian had done so well. As long as he died, it would be fine. Why would he be so cruel and poison her!
With tears streaming down her face, she looked up to the sky and sighed: Father, why do you do this to me?
There were several exclamations on the stage, and after breaking free from everyone's grasp, the woman suddenly snatched the knife placed on the altar and rushed forward like crazy.
She raised her head sharply from the audience and blurted out, "No!"
As the words fell, a spurt of blood fell on the petals on the ground. The knife pulled out by the woman clanged to the ground. She woke up dumbly under the stage, looking at the empty sky full of flying flowers on the stage, tears, along the
The corners of his eyes slipped.
When she reacted, she raised her hands to cover her ears and shook her head desperately, "No, that's not the case. I don't believe it. You must be lying to me. It's you who is lying to me." In the dark world, there was only a ray of light shining on her, Jinglou.
Xue's face was covered with tears and she didn't bother to wipe them. She stood there and shouted around: "Mo Shuruo, come out. I know that this is all your plan. I won't believe it. I tell you that I will never believe it."
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A light lit up behind him, and Mo Shuruo stood quietly in the halo, "Whether you believe it or not, the facts are already before you."
Jinglou Xue looked back. Just after taking a few steps, the light went out again.
She shouted to everyone around her in the darkness: "Speak clearly about the facts, Mo Shuruo. Come out, Mo Shuruo."
The whole hall suddenly lit up with candlelight. Unable to adapt to it for a moment, Jing Louxue raised her hands to cover her eyes.
"Do you really not remember anything about the past?"
Gradually getting used to the light, she discovered that there was a person standing not far away. Through her hazy vision, she could only feel a cloud of mist.
"What did you want to do by lying to me? Where is Baiyue Xi, where did you hide him?"
Mo Shuruo looked at her, and although he couldn't bear it, he still frowned and said, "That day, Bai Yue Xi was indeed seriously injured by you. I'm not lying to you, it's just that you don't want to admit it."
"Impossible, I don't believe it, I won't believe it!" After saying this, she no longer denied it. She looked at Mo Shuruo with tearful eyes, staggering back while smiling desperately, "Why, why are you so cruel?
Why should I remember all this!"
Mo Shuruo said sternly: "You must remember. It will hurt whether you know it or not, so you'd better choose the clear pain. At least it will be real and will not allow you to doubt him against your conscience."
"Rather than doubting it, losing him is more painful for me."
"Remembering all this is painful, but if the pain can save you from pretending to be crazy and stupid, deceiving yourself and others..." Mo Shuruo said softly, as if he was using all his strength to protect a porcelain that was about to collapse, so soft and firm
, "This pain is worth it. Although you hate the ignorance of the world, you still want to come to the truth and let me give you justice, right?"
She only thought it was funny, "Can you give me justice?"
"I can give you the truth."
"Haha..." She raised her head and smiled, raising her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her words were full of sarcasm, "Give me the truth? Can you give the world the truth! You should know better than me. I am the one who will undoubtedly die.
He, Jing Zhaoxian, will only sit in a high position and enjoy peace forever."
Uncle Mo couldn't argue, everyone was a sensible person, even if Marquis Baiyue knew the truth and Jing Zhaoxian's position, he would definitely not move. The truth would be concealed by these big shots, and she who sacrificed innocently, she herself
How to afford justice.
"You hate me so much..." A middle-aged male voice suddenly came from behind the scenes.
Jinglou Xue was stunned for a moment, but she quickly realized what she was doing. She turned around and glared at Mo Shuruo. She was about to turn around and flee, but found that Yan Jue was standing at the door at some point.
She was destined to not escape tonight.
Mo Shuruo stood behind her and said quietly: "We have to face her eventually, so why should you run away."
A group of people came out from behind the scenes and saw the real Jinglou Xue living in front of them. Their expressions were mixed.
Mrs. Xi took a few hurried steps and said, "Lou Xue..."
"do not come."
After being slapped by her, she really stopped. Looking at her thin back, Mrs. Xi reluctantly persuaded her: "Lou Xue, come back, don't worry about those things, go back with your mother."
"I don't have a mother!" She yelled angrily, instantly shocking Mrs. Xi. She turned back, looked at the person opposite and smiled coldly: "Madam, you won't forget, right? Do you want me to remind you?"
Mrs. Xi burst into tears and choked up: "I know you can't forgive us, but my mother really wants you to come back. Let's forget the past and start over..."
"impossible!"
The ruthless thing has been done, and those wounds can no longer be sutured. How can we just forget about it?
Tears lingered in her eyes again, but she insisted on saying word by word: "It's impossible..."
She will never regain a normal life, and her relatives have been lost long ago. Those memories of the past and family relationships are all masked by lies and conspiracies.
"You hate me after all." Jing Zhaoxian laughed at himself: "Yes, you should also hate a father like me."
"I hate you." She said coldly, "I just hate that I don't have the ability to let the world see your ugly face."
"Lou Xue..."
"That's enough!" She turned to look at Mo Shuruo, her eyes seemed to be waiting for the final order, "Mo Shuruo, I don't want to worry about these things anymore. It doesn't matter if you want to execute me. I just want to ask you the last word,
Baiyue Xi...is he still alive?"
Baiyue Xi's fake death must be related to Baiyue Hou, but he has no evidence and cannot immediately find Baiyue Xi's hiding place. How should he answer the question whether he is dead or alive?
Without thinking about it, Marquis Baiyue said angrily: "It's you who should die. You hurt him like that, and you still have the nerve to ask."
Mrs. Suho grabbed him, frowning but unable to speak, "Father..."
The room was quiet, no one made any sound.
At least because of his words, everyone probably understood that Baiyue Xi was indeed still alive.
She smiled and said quietly: "I did hurt him. Ever since he met me, others have looked at me with strange eyes on him. I know that he doesn't deserve those eyes and spurns. He just loves me."
Wrong person." Tears slipped quietly from her calm face, "He is so stupid..." Jinglouxue took a deep breath and forced the tears back into her eyes, "Knowing that he is still alive is already the best news.
, I won’t disturb him again, you can rest assured.”
No one expected that Jinglouxue would choose to commit suicide. When she pulled out the sword and moved it to her neck, when everyone had different expressions, a hidden weapon flew from the sky and quickly opened the sword blade.
A black shadow passed by, and Mo Shuruo was surprised: "It's you!" The woman in black robe waved her hand, and the hidden weapon was already aimed at Mo Shuruo.
"Let's go." He grabbed Jinglou Xue and ran away.
Mo Shuruo is naturally not in danger.
The woman in black robe knew that if she wanted to escape, she had to lure Yan Jue away.
Mo Shuruo frowned and looked at him with a melancholy expression: She seems to have become a burden to him now, or is it a weakness?
"You shouldn't have saved me."
He didn't hear clearly, "What?"
Fang Hongzhao on the side looked at the disappearing figures of the two people, and suddenly felt that the figure of the man in black was very familiar. He wanted to get a closer look, so he chased after him. Yue Changfeng followed immediately, wearing her wedding clothes that had not faded away.
, but it woke everyone up.
In the open space not far from the house, the two of them were surrounded by soldiers led by Xiang Jingyi.
Jinglou Xue shook off the black-robed woman's hand and took a few steps back.
The woman in black robe looked at her and asked strangely: "Lou Xue?"
Jinglou Xue raised her sword and pointed it at her, "Why did you lie to me too? Master..."
She was strong and calm and said with a smile: "What did I lie to you about?"
"Stop pretending. You lied to me and said Baiyue Xi married another woman. Why? Haven't you always loved me? Why did you lie to me like them? Or, it was just a conspiracy to get close to me from the beginning."
The woman in black robe felt guilty and angry: "Who are you listening to?"
Jinglouxue smiled bitterly and said, "Do you admit it?"
She firmly denied, "I didn't lie to you."
"She is just lying to you." Jing Zhaoxian accompanied everyone and walked to the encirclement. The guard automatically moved out of the way.
He said loudly again: "Lou Xue, don't you really want to know where you came from? I will tell you today and tell everyone that you were indeed adopted by me." He pointed at the woman in black robe and frowned.
Looking at Jinglou Xue, "Twenty years ago, this woman came to me holding you as a baby and gave me an offer to replace Jing Ling."
Jinglou Xue looked at him with sadness in her eyes, "And you agreed..." What she cared about was that this person actually agreed.
Jing Zhaoxian was stunned, but this was an indisputable fact. He could only nod helplessly, "Yes. But now I regret it..."
She cried and said: "Is there any use in regretting? What has been done has been done and Jingling was killed by me. What is the use of talking about it now."
The long sword made a bee sound in the air. She pointed at the woman in black robe again and asked: "Twenty-one years ago...it turned out to be you from the beginning. Why? What qualifications do you have to make me become what I am now!"
The woman in black robe argued: "Twenty-one years ago, I didn't know Wang Jing Zhaoxian of South Vietnam at all, so how could I bring you to find him? This is simply a lie he made up."
"Then take a look at this." Jing Zhaoxian took out something from his waist.
"You still have it..." the woman in black robe blurted out.
Everyone looked and saw that he was holding two identical hidden weapons in his hand, one was an old one, and the other was a brand new hidden weapon that had just knocked down the Snow Sword in the Capital.
Jing Zhaoxian raised the old hidden weapon in his right hand and said: "Back then, you used this hidden weapon to nail a letter in front of me out of thin air. I was really moved by the method you mentioned in the letter, and I didn't feel deeply about my beloved daughter.
I think, now it seems that you already had some conspiracy at that time!"
Fang Hongzhao stepped forward and said, "Can you let me see the hidden weapon?"
Jing Zhaoxian glanced at her and put the dark hidden weapon in her hand.
Watching her look carefully, Yue Changfeng couldn't help but ask: "Did you find anything?"
She lowered her hand and handed the concealed weapon back, "I probably know..."
Mo Shuruo was surprised, "What do you know?"
Fang Hongzhao looked at the woman in black robe, looked directly at her and said: "Her conspiracy."
"Oh, you group, I am outnumbered, but no matter what you say, it is just random speculation." Three silver needles suddenly struck, and the woman in black robe caught it on her fingertips with her backhand. After taking a closer look, she said in surprise: "Feihua
Needle!"
"Are you willing to admit it?" Fang Hongzhao smiled, "My good aunt..."