Hua la la …
Hua la la …
The sound of flowing water rang in his ears, and an alluring fragrance wafted into his nose. The warm light shone on his face and body, making him feel lazy and incomparably happy and comfortable.
Song Chenxi loved this feeling.
God knows how much she loves the sun.
Since she was born with a chronic illness, her body had always been in a state of fear of the cold. It was better in the hot summer, but if it was winter with heavy snow, her whole body would be cold, as if the blood in her body was about to freeze into icicles … Even if she liked the world covered in ice and snow so much.
"Where is this?" Song Chenxi thought.
"This must be hell, right? Am I dead? "
"I didn't expect hell to be like this. One moment, it's covered in snow and white flowers are blooming. The next moment, it's filled with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the tinkling of spring water …"
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Song Chenxi was reluctant to open her eyes.
She was afraid that what she heard and smelled were all illusions. As soon as she opened her eyes, the ugly faces of the evil spirits she saw in the Buddhist painting 'Hundred Ghosts Suffering Painting' would suddenly appear in front of her.
"Dawn …"
Someone whispered in his ear, and the voice sounded extremely familiar.
Song Chenxi's muscles tightened and her hair stood on end.
"These evil spirits are too cunning. They actually pretended to be Li Muyang's voice to talk to me … How did they know that I like Li Muyang? It must be because I didn't tell Xiaoxin something, right? What to do, what to do? If they keep using Li Muyang's voice to talk to me, what if I can't control myself and reply? "
"Chen Xi … is she awake? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? "
"Hmph, you actually used food to tempt me … But I'm really a little hungry …"
"Dawn …"
"It doesn't matter. I'm a ghost anyway. Ghosts scare ghosts. What's there to be afraid of?"
Song Chenxi decided to 'go all out'. She suddenly opened her eyes and happened to meet a pair of eyes full of worry.
"Li Muyang, you — — are not a ghost?" Song Chenxi looked confused.
Li Muyang touched his face and said, "Do I look like a ghost? I just … didn't wash my face. That's why it looks bad, doesn't it? "
"Are you really Li Muyang?" Song Chenxi reached out to touch Li Muyang's face. She felt Li Muyang's body temperature and cried out happily, "Li Muyang, you are really a human, you are really a human — —"
"Of course I'm human." Seeing Song Chenxi's happy face, Li Muyang's gloomy mood instantly turned better.
"I thought I was dead, I thought I was a ghost, and you were also a ghost — —" Song Chenxi said happily, "Just now someone spoke in my ear, I thought it was an evil ghost deliberately impersonating your voice, just to scare me — —"
"Ghosts are very busy too. How would they have the time to do such boring things?"
Song Chenxi stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "It really makes people happy. I can't believe I'm still alive … I can still see you, talk to you, touch your nose, eyes, eyebrows … It's so good to be alive … "
"Yeah." Li Muyang nodded with a smile. "It's good to be alive. There's nothing better than being alive. "
This sentence, Li Muyang felt extremely sad when he said it.
He could be considered to be the person who felt this sentence the most. When he was young, he thought he was struck by lightning, and struggled on the edge of death time and time again. After he grew up, because of the awakening of the Dragon Soul, he was caught in one encirclement after another.
Nine Countries Dragon Slayer, he was already a person who had really died once, but was saved by Tai-shu Yongsheng with the 32 Dragon Souls — —
Alive!
All his growth path was to live, all his life experience was to live.
Struggling, fighting, unscrupulous means. Just to live.
Some people live for the country, some people live for the country and beauties.
Some people live for the supreme way of the sword, and some people live to follow their heart.
Li Muyang lived to live.
There was nothing more important than this.
Song Chenxi looked at Li Muyang's gloomy face and asked softly, "My grandfather — — is he all right?"
"Dead." Li Muyang answered aloud. Although it was said that patients should not hear things that were too exciting, but this kind of thing should not be concealed. "He died on his own."
"Dead — —" Song Chenxi's eyes were slightly red, her voice low. "I didn't expect — — he would be like this — — but Grandfather is such a proud person, he will not let others kill him. He knows — — knows that he can't beat you, so, he — — he died on his own. "
"I'm sorry." Li Muyang said in a low voice.
This apology was not because of Song Gudu's death, but because of the despicable means he used on Song Chenxi.
Regardless of whether Song Chenxi was here or not, Song Gudu must die. This was not only the hatred of two people, but also the hatred of two clans. Just as Song Gudu did not show any mercy when he eradicated the Lu clan.
Because he poisoned Song Chenxi, she suffered so much pain and almost died — — Fortunately, he was a dragon. Given Song Chenxi's physical condition, if it was a person — — no matter who, there was most likely no way to save her.
Song Chenxi raised her head, looked into Li Muyang's eyes, and said aloud, "I don't understand the matters between you men, and I don't want to understand — — I just — — just want to simply study calligraphy and painting, and live my few days. I just didn't expect that even such a wish — — is also a luxury. "
What Song Chenxi did not know was that without the stability of the country, how could there be a peaceful life?
"The Song clan now — — most likely no longer exists — —"
"Are all the people of the Song clan dead?" Song Chenxi's mood once again tensed up, tightly grasping Li Muyang's arm.
"Shouldn't be." Li Muyang shook his head. "There are many outstanding people in the Song clan. Some of the important people of the Song clan may not be able to escape, but the women and children of the Song clan may have been sent out — — A cunning rabbit has three burrows. The Song clan has been sending the direct descendants of the clan to various places over the years, most likely because of this consideration. Once there is a change in Tiandu, other places can also respond to each other — — at least, it is possible to save lives. "
From Li Muyang's point of view, it was natural that the Song clan should be completely wiped out. Just like what the Song clan did to the Lu clan before.
But looking at Song Chenxi's pitiful appearance with tears streaming down her face, he could not say such cruel words, and had to persuade her with kind words to reassure her.
"Li Muyang, can you — —"
"I promise." Li Muyang interrupted Song Chenxi's words, and said aloud, "This is what I owe you, so I am willing to agree to your request. I will not take the initiative to kill the people of the Song clan who have already escaped — — but whether other people will send people to kill them, is not something I can control. "
"As long as you don't go — — they will certainly be able to fight for a chance of survival — —"
"I will." Li Muyang nodded. "Next, what are your plans?"
"Me?" Song Chenxi thought for a moment, then said in a sorrowful voice, "My home is no longer there, people are no longer there, where I am, what's the difference?"
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In the small courtyard, there was once again a long silence.
After a long time, it was Cui Xichen who once again broke the silence, saying aloud, "The current Emperor knows how to appoint people properly, he must work hard to govern, right?"
"That's the Emperor's business, how can we, the ministers, know the Emperor's mind?" The grey-robed old man said aloud.
"Although it is said that thunder and rain are the Emperor's grace, but I still hope that the thunder can be smaller, otherwise I'm afraid the weak physique of the Cui clan cannot bear it. If we can keep our lives, we can also serve the country, right? "
The grey-robed old man looked at Cui Xichen, saying, "So, your Cui clan counterattacked at the last moment, sent all the elites to massacre the Song clan — — in order to fight for a chance to live?"
Cui Xichen looked indifferently at the grey-robed old man and asked, "If it were you, what would you do?"
"I would make the same choice as you." The grey-robed old man said in a deep voice, "For the sake of future generations, how can I talk about morality and conscience?"
"Yes. That's a sincere statement. " Cui Xichen sighed with emotion. "I'm already a grandfather, how can I really ignore it and leave? We have known each other for many years, can you help put in a good word for me in front of the Emperor? "
"Eradicating the Song clan is a great achievement. You did something that is inconvenient for the Emperor and other people to do — — I think His Majesty will owe you a favour. "The grey-robed old man said aloud.
"I hope so." Cui Xichen got up from the stone chair and bowed deeply to the grey-robed old man.
When he sat back down, his eyes became sharp, "I still have doubts in my heart, old friend, please help dispel them."
"Speak your mind."
"Who killed the late Emperor?"
"The late Emperor was killed by Li Fu."
"Who is Li Fu's man?"
The grey-robed old man frowned slightly. "What do you want to know?"
"At this time, you still won't tell the truth?" Cui Xichen sighed softly. "On the Sword God Square, the late Emperor was betrayed and was killed by his servant Li Fu. At that time, the Emperor was still Prince Fu — —"
"So, what is the truth you want to know?"
"On the Sword God Square, I thought Li Fu was the Emperor's man. Later, I thought Li Fu was a person of the Song clan. "
"And now?"
"Now, I suspect that Li Fu is your man — —"
"Since Li Fu is my man? Why did I let him assassinate the late Emperor? Why did I force myself into such a difficult and dangerous situation? "
"The late Emperor was not killed by you, nor by the Song clan or the Emperor. The late Emperor committed suicide. " Cui Xichen's words were like a bolt of lightning from the clear sky, breaking through the haze of the sky, and there was a faint echo of thunder and lightning above the Ninth Heaven.
The grey-robed old man looked at Cui Xichen in surprise, his eyes revealing a complex look of appreciation and regret.
An old man is a fox!
This person is more than a hundred times smarter than a fox?
Seeing that the grey-robed old man was silent, Cui Xichen knew that his guess was close to the truth of the matter. "The late Emperor committed suicide, because he had to die — — Although at that time the late Emperor repeatedly called you 'Old Dog', scolded and punished you, but the person he could really rely on and trust is you. Only you can make him feel at ease to entrust the military power of the Empire to you. "
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