However, a mistake is a mistake, until that day when the country was broken, looking at the city full of hell and the sea of blood and corpses, Hua Xian Fang understood that some mistakes, once committed, were sins that could not be washed away and redeemed in a lifetime.

The general she carefully kept in her heart, the horse that she did not dare to move or touch, rode a horse, wore iron armor, led tens of thousands of enemy soldiers, trampled her people, and occupied her country.

All the truth came unexpectedly, and it was premeditated: Song Yan was a careful work of the enemy country, and the father and uncle of the horse all died in the Shengguo, and he worked hard in the Shengguo for more than ten years, waiting for just such an opportunity to take revenge.

After enduring humiliation for so many years, at this time, the great revenge has been avenged, and he is about to sit on the thousands of miles of the country, it should be a joyful carnival, and even his subordinates watched him frantically running towards the palace, only when he was really anxious to take over this great river and mountain.

But only Song Yan understands that he doesn't have the joy of revenge in his heart at this time, he just wants to know frantically, how is his princess and his flower string?

Replaying it over and over again in his mind, Hua Xian was covered in dew, standing in front of the door of the study with a thin figure, and asked him softly:

"Husband, are you happy?"

He wanted to tell her that he had her in his heart, but he hurt her so much, how could he be happy?

But no, he has his hatred and his family whose life and death are uncertain.

Chen Fan and he came from the same country, but they were not helpers, but Emperor Chen sent to spy on him. Just because Emperor Chen was annoyed with him, all the preparations for rebellion had been made, but he was reluctant to do so, so he took his family hostage, so as to force him to oppose the Shengguo earlier, and then open the country to welcome Chen Guotie into the country.

And Chen Fan likes him, since his identity has been revealed, he naturally doesn't want to let go of using his identity as the princess of Chen Guo to do more things that make him comfortable.

Song Yan urged the horse under his crotch and pleaded silently: Hurry up, run faster.

finally rushed into the palace, but only saw a messy eye, except for the crying concubines and palace slaves, there were only gold, silver, pearls and jade scattered all over the ground.

Rao is rummaging through the palace, and there is no thin and slender figure of Hua Xian!

The uneasiness and panic in his heart had never been so strong, and Song Yan was suddenly shocked when he was about to dig three feet into the ground desperately when he almost searched the palace.

He remembered a place!

In order to take revenge, he has been planning for a long time, and it has long been clear whether there are secret passages inside and outside this palace, and there is only one place that he has not been to yet.

Song Yan turned on his horse and galloped away from the palace desperately.

He guessed correctly, the stone gate outside the valley had indeed been touched. Song Yan only felt that her eyes were dizzy, and a bad premonition came overwhelmingly: if the flower string was not inside, the stone door would not be opened, but if there was only the flower string inside, it would be impossible for her to forget to close the stone door.

Hurriedly turned over and dismounted, Song Yan stumbled into the mezzanine, and when he saw the messy footprints inside, he was even more anxious and panicked.

The moment he arrived in the valley, Song Yan suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his heart was like being inserted into a sharp blade, twisting fiercely.

Rao was already mentally prepared, and he didn't expect to see such a scene.

The valley that was once a paradise is now hellish, with mountains of wildflowers covered in corpses, water in the creek dyed bright red, and a strong smell of blood.

And in front of the cottage where they had lived for a few days, his princess Flower String, was lying there covered in blood, her clothes were scattered next to her, a dozen hands fell on her, and countless hideous laughter filled the valley.

"No! Hua Xian!" Song Yan rushed over like crazy, rushed into the crowd, grabbed the neck of the person who was moving indiscriminately on Hua Xian's body, and threw it out, only to hear a "click", a stream of blood rushed to the sky, and the next moment, I saw that the head was still in place, and the broken body had fallen into the stream not far away.

"Song ...... General Song?" The rest of the people were startled by the scene in front of them, and they all stepped back, looking at the tyrannical Song Yan in fear, trembling and wearing clothes.

Song Yan just took off his clothes and wrapped Hua Xian tightly, hugged the person in his arms, and called in a hoarse voice: "Hua Xian! Hua Xian! I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please! Look at me!"

Flower String's eyes were open, and there was no focus in his eyes. His hands slipped out of his arms, from his arms to his fingers, and his snow-white skin was covered with blue-black finger prints and blood-drenched tooth marks.

Song Yan trembled, carefully held her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it a little bit.

Tears flowed violently and violently, and one after another cried out with heartbreaking despair: "Hua Xian! I'm sorry! Hua Xian, do you see how I am?"

Tears fell into those empty eyes, the flower string seemed to be burned, and her eyes finally had focus, and she looked at him without any emotion. Despair and grief seemed to be withdrawn, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, and the torn lips were like openings in Song Yan's heart, making him almost breathless.

"Flower strings!"

Hua Xian continued to laugh, and then spoke, and asked slowly in a soft voice, "General, are you crying?" Without waiting for Song Yan to answer, she suddenly denied it again, looked up at the gray sky, and lost focus in her eyes again, "How could it be......?" Only the general knows. General, do you hate me so far?"

Song Yan's heart seemed to be roasted on the fire and fried in an oil pot, listening to her soft words as always, wanting to explain that it was not him, it was not he who asked people to come, wanting to say that he didn't hate her, wanting to say that he put her in his heart and that he loved her.

But he could not utter a word, and opened and closed his mouth in vain, letting out a desperate roar.

He has never been gentle with her, he has never shown the slightest love for her, what qualifications do you have to say that you like it? The key was given to him by Hua Xian, and he gave it to others, so what qualifications do you have to deny?

"General, are you happy now?" Hua Xian muttered, "Look at me, there is actually no difference between the night of the candle in the cave room, right?"

He hated her so much, and now that she's so ended, he should be happy now, right?

Song Yan knew what she meant, but she was even more distressed, hugged the person in her arms tighter, and denied it word by word in despair:

"I'm not happy, Hua Xian, I want you to be good, I'm very happy to marry you, I love you!

He was spoiled by Hua Xian's love, thinking that even if he led someone to destroy her country, after saving her family, he would ask Hua Xian's forgiveness. However, what did Hua Xian do wrong, just because he loved him, did he deserve to suffer this?

He really regretted it, as long as the flower string was good, nothing mattered.

Hua Xian didn't seem to hear his words, but just turned her head to look behind him, and muttered over and over again:

"You shouldn't be delusional, it's wrong! It's wrong from the beginning! That's why you killed your father and the emperor, and you lost the kingdom!"

Song Yan followed her gaze, and when he saw the Emperor of the Shengguo Kingdom who was dead between the corpses, his pupils shrank sharply, and his heart was completely cold. Suddenly he realized that even the last glimmer of hope was gone, and he would completely lose his princess, his flower string.

He buried his head in the neck of the flower string and roared silently.

Seeing this, the enemy soldiers next to him were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy:

"The general spares his life!

Song Yan put down the flower string, carefully covered her tightly with his cloak, and then got up with his sword, and walked towards everyone step by step with red eyes.

The soldiers who once belonged to him were frightened at this time, and begged for mercy one after another: "The general spares his life, spare ......his life!

The sword in Song Yan's hand suddenly moved, and his cold and cold voice seemed to come from hell, "She is my wife and my life! ”

Then, the screams turned the valley, which left countless fond memories, into hell once again. Right next to Song Yan, pieces of flesh and blood flew up and fell, blood gathered into a river, and the person who was still hideous and smiling just now became a white skeleton and fell in a pool of blood.

The long sword that had turned red in Song Yan's hand fell into a pool of blood, he took a few steps back, knelt on the ground and hugged the flower string in his arms again, and raised his cuffs to wipe away the blood on the corners of her lips, the dirt on her face, and the blood droplets that had just been splashed.

"General!" Hua Xian looked at him quietly, and suddenly opened his mouth to call.

Song Yan lowered his head and gave a gentle kiss to her hair, forehead, cheeks, and torn lips, and whispered, "Well, I'm here." ”

Hua Xian said: "Please, take me to see those ...... The sins I have committed. ”

Song Yan trembled, but just responded calmly: "Okay, can you wait for me for a while?" I'll take you there immediately." ”

He picked up the flower string and walked up the stream until it was clear and transparent, and then put the flower string down, and tore the clothes on her body as a towel, wiping away the filth from her body little by little.

"You love cleanliness the most. Song Yan said softly, "But I love you no matter what." ”

The flower strings were just quiet, and when Song Yan carefully cleaned those wounds, there was still no reaction.

Back in the hut, Song Yan took a set of light yellow cross-collared wide-sleeved skirts that had been prepared here for her to put on, and then carried the person on the clean steps in front of the hut, kissed her on the forehead, and said in a low voice:

"Huaxian, wait for me for a while, and when I collect my father's body, I'll take you out, okay?"

Hua Xian still didn't react, but when she looked at the emperor's corpse, her gaze never changed, and her eyes, which had finally gained focus, gradually became hollow again.

The place where Hua Xian is going is on the imperial city wall, which is the highest place in the whole capital. At a glance, you can see the prosperity of the past, as well as the devastation of today.

Song Yan didn't say a word of refusal, just hugged the flower string, and walked through the sins he had created step by step, his eyes were gradually full of despair in addition to remorse.