"Your Majesty, the Princess's face was full of tears just now. She rushed out on her horse and was in a bad mood. We did not dare to stop her," the guard at the door came to report.
"Reimu?" The Emperor was startled. He suddenly sneered and said, "Both mother and daughter are going to abandon me to meet their lover? Haha … forget it, don't worry about her! Bring me wine! Today, I want to celebrate! "
"Yes!"
The cold wind whistled through the air, and the dust-like snowflakes were blown up into the air, fluttering in the air. This was the most prosperous street of the Tian Xiang City, but at this moment, it seemed somewhat eerie!
Under the protection of a hundred guards, a small yellow sedan chair, decorated with tassels and ribbons, moved forward at a steady pace. Murong Xiu Xiu's beautiful face flashed with hesitation and struggle.
Do I really have to do this?
The next moment, a lonely and desolate man seemed to appear in front of her, but his eyes that had been filled with despair for a long time were still affectionate and passionate!
"Little Han …" A trace of heartfelt tenderness appeared on Murong Xiu Xiu's face. Although she had never shown such an expression when she saw Ye Guhan, every time she heard his name in the dead of night, she would feel bitter in her heart. It was also because of this bitterness that she felt that she was still a person, and a woman at that!
This deep affection had tortured the three of them for their entire lives. It became a nightmare and an eternal scar in the heart of Tian Xiang Empire's Yang Huai Yu. It had also become an everlasting memory in the hearts of Murong Xiu Xiu and Ye Guhan.
In this quiet night, Murong Xiu Xiu found herself strangely recalling too many things from the past. The deep feelings of the past, the solemn vows of eternal love, all of them were still vivid in her mind. It was as if on this short road, she was replaying everything in her life, no matter how big or small.
"Little Han … it's been hard on you …" Murong Xiu Xiu's face was full of tears. At this moment, she suddenly remembered a poem that Ye Guhan had left for her before he fled to the ends of the world. She could not help but smile miserably. She took out a plain white handkerchief from her bosom. On it, there were a few lines of small blood-red words embroidered in a flamboyant manner.
I don't regret this life's deep affection, I'm willing to wander alone; I hate that lovers are only in dreams, I'd rather betray the heavens than you!
After Ye Guhan left, Murong Xiu Xiu embroidered this handkerchief and kept it close to her body. However, no one knew that this bright red handwriting was Murong Xiu Xiu's own blood!
She used her own blood to soak the white thread red. Then, she threaded the needle and, stitch by stitch, embroidered the last poem given to her by the person she loved the most on her handkerchief!
It had survived until today!
Just a few days ago, there were two more lines of words, the same bright red: "If the fate in the next life has not ended, I would rather betray the heavens than betray you!"
These were the last two lines of the poem that Ye Guhan had recently revised! After Murong Xiu Xiu finished embroidering these two lines, she embroidered another word below: "Looking forward to it!"
Little Han, not only are you looking forward to it, I'm also looking forward to it! If the fate in the next life has not ended, I would rather betray the heavens than betray you! If there is a next life, I will only belong to you! I will smile for you, cry for you, shed tears for you, rejoice for you, bear children for you, and grow old with you …
Even if I'm poor, even if I'm lowly … As long as you and I can be together, I … will not regret it!
Little Han, the world is singing praises for Jun Wu Hui and Dongfang Wen Xin. They are all feeling sorry for them and sympathizing with them … But who knows how much I envy them? Although they are separated by life and death, they have been husband and wife for more than ten years after all!
With such a relationship, he once had her, and she once had him! They are so happy … But we have never had each other …
Little Han … the man I love the most, do you know, every time I see you, how sour my heart is, how painful my heart is …
In the next life, in the next life …
"Your Highness, the Jun Residence is in front." The guard at the front of the carriage turned around and reported respectfully.
When he spoke, Murong Xiu Xiu had just finished recalling the ups and downs of her life. She was drifting in her thoughts as if she was in a fog … This sentence woke Murong Xiu Xiu up from her dream. She lifted the curtain and looked outside. Her eyes were still misty. "So fast?"
So fast? The guards were speechless. The road was snowy and slippery at night. We were so careful all the way, so how could we be fast? It was clearly slow.
A gust of wind blew the snowflakes onto Murong Xiu Xiu's face as she lifted the curtain. Suddenly, she shivered and had an ominous premonition. Was there no way ahead? Or has my road come to an end?
At this moment, a hurricane suddenly rolled up, right above her, and rushed towards the carriage with the force of a thunderbolt!
There was a flash of light, and there was a sword in the hurricane!
"Be careful, Her Majesty!" The guard cried out in horror.
In the distance, the thunderous sound of horse hooves rolled over like a storm. To gallop on a horse in the middle of the night, when the ground was frozen like a mirror, was either a madman or a madman. Once they fell, they would either have their hands or legs broken, or die on the spot! It was simply a waste of one's life!
A weak but hysterical cry could be heard in the wind, "… Imperial Mother … Be careful … Imperial Mother … Be careful …" The voice was broken by the bone-chilling wind, but one could hear the infinite despair and panic in the voice! In the cold winter night, Princess Reimu galloped madly on her horse. Her hair was disheveled, and the cold wind blew on her face, freezing the tears on her face …
Murong Xiu Xiu also heard the guard's exclamation, saw the approaching hurricane, and vaguely saw a vague figure in the hurricane … The sound of horse hooves behind also entered her ears. She also heard her daughter's heart-wrenching cry clearly in the cold wind …
But she suddenly found that she could not move, as if she had fallen into an ice cave! Under the shroud of such an earth-shattering Xuan skill, she had no power to protect herself, and could only wait for death!
But on her peaceful face, there was a trace of relief — Am I … going to die?
"Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" A wolf-like howl of despair rang out. A 'Jiu's shadow-like figure suddenly appeared. He kicked the palanquin, and the entire palanquin rapidly retreated. At this moment, the advantage of the frozen ground was revealed, and it actually quickly slid out … Meanwhile, his skinny figure lit up with a bright yellow radiance. With a loud roar, he soared into the air and faced the hurricane in midair! The figure in the hurricane!
The peak of Earth Xuan! The Empress' personal guard turned out to be an expert at the peak of Earth Xuan!
However, the assassin was none other than Mr. Wen. He was a Supreme Master! Not to mention an Earth Xuan, even a peak of Tian Xuan could be killed in seconds! What was a mere peak of Earth Xuan?
But he still managed to stop him!
Blood exploded in midair. Ah Jiu's body had just rushed up when he instantly turned into a sky full of flesh and blood. Drops of blood fell like a rain of blood, falling one after another!
But Mr. Wen's figure was faster than the rain of blood! He was like a demon god descending from the heavens, flying down from the sky! He was carrying a small package on his back. Once he killed Murong Xiu Xiu, he would immediately fly away and return to the Supreme Golden City!
From then on, he would no longer be concerned about the mortal world!
"Protect the Empress!" Dozens of guards stood in front of the palanquin with their swords. At this moment, Murong Xiu Xiu flipped over and rolled out of the palanquin, landing on the snow. At the same time, the palanquin was hit by the palm force and split into pieces!
Mr. Wen did not say a word. He swung his sword and a ray of sword energy flashed out. The dozens of guards in front of him screamed as they were all cut in half! The sword energy penetrated their bodies and left a deep sword mark on the ground! Snowflakes flew everywhere!
The sound of hooves approached. Princess Reimu rushed over desperately. She jumped off the horse and almost fell down. She madly rushed to her mother who was lying on the ground and screamed, "Mother …"
Mr. Wen's figure did not stop. He hesitated for a moment and then his right palm flew out with a bang! Even in the air, a black hole in the shape of a palm was formed and hit Murong Xiu Xiu's back!
"Stop!" A ghostly figure appeared out of nowhere. His body had yet to arrive, but he had already unleashed a force to intercept Mr. Wen's palm wind. However, he was still a step too late. Although most of the force had been dissipated, there was still a strong force that hit Murong Xiu Xiu's back with a loud bang.
Murong Xiu Xiu let out a muffled groan. Her delicate body was hit and flew off the ground. She spat out a mouthful of red blood in mid-air. She was like a flower that had been forcibly plucked from a branch and fell powerlessly from the sky …
Her light yellow dress unfolded in the air like a delicate flower that had withered in the snowy night …
"Mother!" Princess Ling Meng was frightened out of her wits and rushed forward. Seeing that it was too late, she leapt forward without any regard for her life. Her body fell heavily onto the ground, and with a 'kacha' sound, her knees made contact with the hard ice and shattered! But she did not feel it. She just stretched out her hand and firmly caught her mother's body as if she was catching the only thing she could rely on in her life …
"Crack!" The strong momentum caused Princess Ling Meng to fall backwards as she caught hold of her mother. Her knees, which were already broken, were still kneeling on the ground. Her entire upper body was bent backwards and the back of her head slammed heavily onto the icy surface of the snowy ground …
A crisp sound came from her knees as she knelt on the ground. Fresh blood instantly flowed out. If one lifted her dress to take a look, they would definitely see that the joints of her knees were completely shattered. Her delicate skin and flesh had long been split open, and the pale white broken bones were also exposed outside …
However, this girl who had been pampered since she was a child had revealed her extreme toughness at this moment. Even a Spirit Xuan expert wouldn't be able to endure such pain. However, this little girl had withstood it. Moreover, the back of her head had started to bleed profusely. However, she had held onto her mother's body, and hadn't let her mother's body suffer even the slightest impact …
Murong Xiu Xiu opened her eyes with difficulty. She looked at her daughter who was in despair and sorrow with a trace of tenderness and affection on her face. She wanted to say, "Meng 'er, don't be afraid. I'm fine." But when she opened her mouth, she spat out a mouthful of blood again. This time, it was accompanied by pieces of internal organs …
She wanted to raise her hand and wipe away the tears on her beloved daughter's face, but she found that she could not even move a finger. She could only endure the intense pain in her body, but she tried her best to look indifferent. She looked at her daughter with gentle eyes and tried her best to tell her: Mother is not in pain, really not in pain …
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