Murong Qingxue looked at Dongfang Haonan in disbelief, he looked at her coldly and slapped her hard. Murong Qingxue covered her face and collapsed to the ground, but he no longer looked at her, but turned his head and gently comforted Murong Qingyi. Murong Qingxue coldly looked at Murong Qingyi's gaze, contempt, that was naked contempt.

Murong Qingxue had mixed feelings in her heart, she hated herself, why did she have no eyes at the beginning, for the sake of this ruthless person, she hurt so many people, if it was Dongfang Yunrui, she would never do this to herself. Looking at the two of them, Murong Qingxue suddenly had an urge to die together. She grabbed the scissors again, tried all her strength, and stabbed at Murong Qingyi, but she didn't notice that she was holding a sharp knife with a silver glow in her hand.

Murong Qingxue's scissors were knocked to the ground by Dongfang Haonan, and he was also hit the ground. However, Murong Qingyi's knife was not knocked down. Murong Qingxue closed her eyes, what joy is life, what is the pain of death, instead of living in deception and betrayal, death is also a relief. However, she didn't feel the pain, she knew Murong Qingyi's personality, and she wouldn't stop there. Could it be that Brother Haonan helped him block this knife? A glimmer of hope rose in Murong Qingxue's heart, and with hope, he slowly opened his eyes.

The knife was blocked, but it wasn't Brother Haonan, who she had always loved, who saved her. At this time, a smiling body fell into Murong Qingxue's arms, and his heart rhymed. Her body was red, the color of blood, and her pale heart smiled at Murong Qingxue. Murong Qingxue trembled and stroked her face, and muttered in her mouth: "Xinyun, Xinyun, why are you so stupid? Why are you helping me block this knife?" She hugged Xinyun and cried wantonly, Xinyun was still laughing, she grabbed Murong Qingxue's hand: "Miss, you have to live well, live well." They will be punished for doing this to you. You go to Lord Rui, he is the person worthy of your affection. ”

Murong Qingxue shook her head and cried, "Xinyun, don't be afraid, I will save you, I will save you." ”

"Someone, someone, call the Imperial Doctor!" Murong Qingxue shouted hysterically, but no one listened to her. At this time, the murderer standing next to her was smug and looking at her crying. Murong Qingxue's heart sank to the bottom, she had never been so desperate. She thought of Rui Wang Ye, Yun Rui, what face did she have to find him, she was not worthy! Xinyun wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it, her hand hung down and hit Murong Qingxue's hand. Although it was very light, it was a heavy blow to Murong Qingxue's heart.

"Xinyun ......", Murong Qingxue called her weakly, but did not respond. Xinyun has followed her since she was a child and took care of her, but not only did she not give her a stable life, but she lost her life at a young age, she was still so young, and she was as delicate as a flower.

This qiē is all because of them. Murong Qingxue looked at the two murderers, her eyes were full of hatred, at this time, she didn't think about anything, she just wanted to avenge Xinyun and avenge herself. She closed her eyes, pulled out the knife on Xinyun's body, and stabbed at the man and woman without hesitation. Although she knew the result, she still chose to do her best.

No accident, she couldn't hurt them, but what she didn't expect was that the knife was stuck in her body, and the handle was in the hand of her Haonan brother. Murong Qingxue didn't shed tears, because she no longer had the strength to cry, she fell to the ground, lowered her head, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Haonan, it's too dirty here, let's go back to the palace. This is Murong Qingyi's voice, and it is also the voice that finally fell into Murong Qingxue's ears. The footsteps got farther and farther away, until they could no longer be heard, and Murong Qingxue was so tired that she gradually lost consciousness.

In a trance, she was violently shaken, opened her tired eyes, and saw a handsome face in the haze, which became clearer and clearer. The face is like the moon, the white clothes are better than the snow, and the posture of the immortals is out of reach. Murong Qingxue opened her eyes with difficulty, looked at this person, and asked slowly: "Yun Rui, is it you?" Yun Rui nodded vigorously: "Qingxue, it's me, I'm late, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Murong Qingxue shook her head, she could still see him before she died, she was already very content: "Yun Rui, I'm sorry, in this life, I hurt you." ”

Yun Rui has always been as cold as him, but he also burst into tears, like a child: "Qingxue, I'm sorry, I thought that if I gave up the throne to him, he would be good to you, I didn't expect him to be so ruthless." I regret it, if I were emperor, I would not let you ...... like this"

So hard, so sad, so pitiful?

Murong Qingxue looked at him with a smile, at this moment, it was not a relief for her to die. But she didn't want him to be so sad, and when she was alive, she broke his heart and was about to leave, so she didn't want to hurt him again. Murong Qingxue slowly took out a pearl, looked at it for a long time, and finally shed tears, and the tears dripped onto the pearl, becoming more and more crystalline. She closed her eyes, let the tears flow freely, and slowly handed the pearl into his hand: "Yun Rui, this is what you gave me, and now I will give it to you." ”

Yun Rui held the pearl and looked at Murong Qingxue, she knew what he wanted to say, but since she couldn't stay by his side, she couldn't let him be sad anymore. That pearl was given to him before, and he kept it just to take advantage of his feelings, but now, knowing the truth, Murong Qingxue was reluctant to return it to him, but had to return it to him. Looking at his painful appearance, Murong Qingxue couldn't help but reach out and touch his face. She had never looked at him so seriously, he was handsome, cold, talented, and most importantly, he had been silently waiting for her, no matter how she treated him, he made her always like a spring breeze. Why didn't she find out before? One person's infatuation changed the lives of two people.

Murong Qingxue held his hand, tried her best to show her smile, and said word by word: "Jun Mingzhu is in tears, and he hates to meet when he is not married." ”

Yun Rui's eyes lit up: "Qingxue, have you accepted me?" After touching Murong Qingxue's affirmative eyes, he nodded: "With your words, I am very content." ”

Murong Qingxue saw a surprise in his eyes, he was so easily satisfied. And for that person, he was bent to welcome and blindly please, but he ended up in this ending. Murong Qingxue smiled bitterly: "If there is a next life, I will love you well." But, in this life, you have to find someone who loves you, don't, make me sad. After finally saying this, Murong Qingxue felt that she couldn't support it, her head was dizzy, and her eyelids closed heavily. Yun Rui's eyes and voice became more and more blurred, and he was unconscious after all. The huge Yuhu Palace, a sad place, a sad person.

Yunrui, farewell!

Murong Qingxue thought that she was leaving like this, with endless unfinished business. Unexpectedly, she still woke up. It's just that she is not in Yuhu Palace, and there is no Yun Rui by her side. Where is this, why don't you have any impression of it?

Murong Qingxue forced herself to get up, but she still didn't have any memory. It was empty, and despite the light of so many white candles, it was dim. The white candle shone with a glowing blue light, and Murong Qingxue couldn't help but shudder. Murong Qingxue felt a stirring spirit in her heart, it seems that she is still dead, but, why do people still feel when they die, and they still know that they are afraid? The nurse once told her that when people die, there is nothing, no heart, no feeling, but she is not like this. Murong Qingxue carefully supported the surrounding green bricks and groped forward, and finally, saw a stone door. Murong Qingxue pushed it away hard, a bright light shot in, and she subconsciously covered her eyes. After a while, I slowly opened my fingers to adjust to the intensity of the light.

There are two words in front of you: Houling. She was shocked, this is Houling. It turned out that she really died and was buried in the back mausoleum. Murong Qingxue walked forward quickly and ran to the front of the clothed mound. However, I wondered in my heart, if she was in the mound of clothes, then who was herself?

Could it be that he is a soul? Murong Qingxue's thoughts were very confused, and she didn't know what to do, and she wondered why she was here now. She sat in front of the mound and didn't look at it, also because she didn't dare to look at it.

Murong Qingxue's gaze locked on her dress, which was no longer the exquisitely made but slightly loose phoenix robe she wore before, and there was no shocking wound on her body. In his place was a coarse linen, plain in color, and the clothes were old, but they were neat. Could it be that she is alive again? Who is she now, why is she not impressed at all? With these thoughts, Murong Qingxue still decided to take a look at the mound of clothes, after all, only by confirming the people in it can she determine her identity.

Murong Qingxue helped the coffin up, got up and looked inside. It was a crystal coffin with a woman lying inside. She has exquisite costumes, pearls and green feathers, and there is no lack of nobility and dignity in her extravagance. Judging from the phoenix crown on her head, she is a queen, but she is by no means Murong Qingxue. She was surrounded by flowers, dead but asleep. Murong Qingxue was confused again, which queen was she?

"Who dares to trespass on the Houling?" a cold voice came. Murong Qingxue was taken aback, not because there was a voice suddenly, but because this voice was so familiar. Although it was very cold, for Murong Qingxue, it was the gentlest voice in the world.

Murong Qingxue turned around abruptly and saw a handsome man in white, his eyes were like stars, his face was like the moon, and his elegant demeanor had a kind of solitary height. Murong Qingxue burst into tears, sure enough, it was him, it was really him.

"Yun Rui, is that you?" Murong Qingxue looked at him and muttered.

Dongfang Yunrui was not as excited as her, but more surprised, he looked at Murong Qingxue with tears in his face, and did not take her into his arms as lightly as before, but looked away after glancing at her. "You haven't answered this king, who are you, why did you break into the tomb? ”

Murong Qingxue was stunned, what was wrong with Yun Rui, why did he pretend not to know her, was he still blaming himself? Murong Qingxue suddenly felt as if he was being amorous, thinking that he had hurt him too deeply before, and this was also the result of his own doing. He looked at him no more, sat down again, bowed his head and said no more.

Dongfang Yunrui walked over and ignored her, but went straight to the crystal coffin and checked that there was nothing unusual, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Whose coffin is this, why didn't Yun Rui look at himself from beginning to end? Murong Qingxue's heart was full of questions, but she couldn't ask, because he was expressionless, just like when she saw him for the first time.

Murong Qingxue looked at him, wanting to see a clue from his expression, Dongfang Yunrui was uncomfortable, and finally asked, "Do you know me?"

He asked himself if he knew him, what should he say? Should he ask him directly?

Just as Murong Qingxue was about to confirm, a guard ran in, and when he saw her, his face was stunned for a moment, but it was only a brief moment of distraction, and he knelt down to Yun Rui: "Lord Qirui Wang, the King of the South has arrived at the palace, and the emperor has summoned you over." ”

Yun Rui waved his hand: "Got it." The guard immediately got up and hurried away. "King Nan, Dongfang Haonan, could it be that the current emperor is still their father Dongfang Liu?" Murong Qingxue instantly clarified her thoughts, it turned out that she was not dead, she was reborn, and returned to before he knew Dongfang Yunrui and Dongfang Haonan, no wonder he didn't know himself. There was a smile on Murong Qingxue's lips, and it seemed that God had also let her take revenge.

Dongfang Yunrui saw that her expression was different, crying and laughing, and frowned at the moment: "This is Houling, ordinary people can't come in, you better leave quickly." Murong Qingxue wiped her tears, made up her mind in her heart, and saluted him calmly. was about to leave, but was stopped by him: "Remember, don't call the prince by his name in the future, otherwise, it will be a capital crime." ”

Murong Qingxue nodded and saluted respectfully again