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Yang Zhi paused, Nie Wushuang walked forward slowly, her long skirt meandered and dragged across the ground, leaving a deep or shallow mark, her slender figure was shrouded in halo by the newborn sun In the middle, like heaven and man. From time to time, panicked maids and guards ran past her, but she seemed to have never seen them.

Suzaku Gate, that is the palace gate to enter Qi Palace...

She walks slowly, carefree and fearless...

Yang Zhi was stunned for a long time, and then quickly followed.

...

The wind lifted her long hair, and she stood in front of the huge and empty Suzaku Gate, the Yonglin Palace, looking at the wide open palace gate, faintly, there was a strange vibration in the air, like thunder It's raining again.

Changning in his arms groaned a few times uneasily, Nie Wushuang tightened his swaddling clothes and coaxed him in a low voice.

Yang Zhi stood behind her, with tears in his eyes.

The sun was rising gradually, the shouts of killing were gradually approaching, the vibrations in the air became more and more intense, and it seemed that the pungent smell of gunpowder could already be smelled. Finally, there was a loud "crash" at the palace gate, and a group of people rushed in. The loud noise made Chang Ning in Nie Wushuang's arms burst into tears with a "wow".

Nie Wushuang looked at the strangled men and horses with a pale face, and hurriedly identified among them, no, or no...

Yang Zhi supported her, tightly tugged at her sleeves and said, "Your Majesty, hide away, hide away!"

"No!" Nie Wushuang turned around and said angrily, "No, where can I hide? I won't hide!"

She threw off Yang Zhi and quickly walked out of the Hall of Eternal Promise. On the square, two teams of men and horses were strangled together. There was a sound of shouting and killing in the silent square just now, the long hiss of the horse, and the beheaded man on the horse , fell down, and the bright red blood splashed all over the ground, soaking the ground of the white marble bright red.

Standing on the high jade steps, she looked at the chaos in front of her, and her mind was blank.

What about him? Where did he go? Is he really dead? still……'

His heart seemed to be tightly squeezed by a pair of invisible hands, and he couldn't breathe. She looked at everything in front of her with slack eyes, and the crying of Chang Ning in her arms became louder and louder. Finally, more soldiers poured into the gate of the palace, and there was a scuffle, nothing but a scuffle. The huge square was suddenly full of swords and swords, like a purgatory on earth.

The confusion in her eyes gradually turned into despair, she couldn't find him, she couldn't find him no matter what. Zhouling fell, and the whole Qijing was like Xiao Fengming's possession. And whether Xiao Fengqing was defeated, escaped, or died...

She didn't dare to think about it any further. Yang Zhi, who was behind her, was anxious and angry when he saw that she didn't hide. He stepped forward and dragged her arm and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, do you want to be trapped in the chaos and become a ghost under the sword?" ?”

"I..." She suddenly became weak, she looked at Yang Zhi, and said in a daze, "But I can't see him, I can't find him..."

"Your Highness will be fine!" Yang Zhi hardened his heart and dragged her into the hall: "Your Highness may have already left, empress, let's go quickly, if you don't leave, what will the little prince do? Are you going to die in the chaos?"

Nie Wushuang suddenly came back to his senses, Chang Ning in his arms was crying so much that his little face wrinkled. She seemed to have completely lost her direction: "Why, why didn't he come back..."

Yang Zhi looked at Nie Wushuang who seemed to have lost all his strength with heartache, and took over Chang Ning's advice: "Your Majesty, go!" Suddenly there was a loud shout from outside: "Wushuang..."

Nie Wushuang was shocked, all the lost strength seemed to come back at that moment. She pushed Yang Zhi away and rushed out.

Yang Zhi hugged Chang Ning, watching her fly out of the hall like a butterfly in late summer. In the huddled melee, Xiao Fengqing came riding a wounded horse, soaked in blood.

The sword in his hand cut open the enemy army in front of him, and rushed forward while shouting.

"Feng Qing!—" Nie Wushuang shouted.

Xiao Fengqing was startled, and hurriedly followed the prestige. The eyes of the two met in the chaos, and Nie Wushuang felt hot tears rolling down her eyes again. She wanted to run, but her feet gave way and she fell to the ground.

Xiao Fengqing gritted her teeth, flew off the horse, separated from the densely packed enemy soldiers in front of her and went towards her.

The short distance was the longest distance in his life. From time to time, Leng Jian looked at him, brushing his hair and clothes, his eyes were red like blood, and the sword in his hand was ruthlessly swung down, and the blood splashed in front of his eyes, warm and pungent. He didn't look at other things, but stared firmly at Nie Wushang who was struggling to climb down the high jade steps.

Winners and losers, imperial plans for dominance, nothing can match her alluring smile.

My heart is empty, as if I don't understand anything, but I understand everything thoroughly.

Finally he reached the bottom of the steps, and after a few steps, Nie Wushuang flew down and threw himself into his arms.

"I thought you wouldn't come back..." She cried and laughed, but didn't know what to say.

"Didn't I come back?" Xiao Fengqing smiled on his blood-stained face, and now he could no longer recognize a trace of the cold and hostile look in his once enchanting handsome face.

"I'm defeated." He looked at her tearful eyes and smiled lowly.

Nie Wushuang was about to say something when she suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared into the distance.

"No—" She let out a breath and murmured, "It can't be like this—"

Xiao Fengqing noticed her abnormality, and couldn't help asking: "Wu Shuang, what's wrong with you?"

"No! - No! - Xiao Fengming! No! -" she screamed.

When the strong wind came from behind, Xiao Fengqing's expression changed.

The world seemed to stand still at that moment. The sound of the wind, the sound of that long arrow relentlessly magnified in my ears...

With a "clang" sound, Nie Wushuang only felt his heartbeat stop, and everything returned to silence...

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