Suzaku Street has become a blood-stained lake. The dead palace people didn't seem to lie on it, but as if they were floating on it. From time to time, cries and shouts accompanied by the crow's cry resounded above the tower.

Nanyue staggered and ran, passing by many palace maids and eunuchs who fled for their lives first. Some people were still unwilling to give up their jewelry when they fled, and collided with Nanyue, and gold and silver jewelry and white pearls the size of soybeans jumped and spilled on the ground.

After the man was knocked over by Nanyue, he got up scolding, and picked up the bloody pearls that fell to the ground while running, and scolded Nanyue for not walking long. But Nanyue's face was full of blood and dust at this time, her hair was messy, and her clothes were not very neat, but these could no longer arouse the vitality in her watery eyes.

Suddenly, she saw the marks of a broken stone. Almost all traces of broken bricks and tiles quietly point in one direction - the south of the city.

To the south of the city, there is a mass grave.

Nanyue stepped forward over many corpses. Everywhere you look, a warm, breathed body lying on top of another body that has become cold and stiff. From time to time, piles of corpses were covered in the freshly fallen snow, and pools of blood melted them together.

She arrived quickly, and searched the entire mass grave, but still did not see the familiar, cold, arrogant, and stubborn shadow. The one who hates her to the bone, but she can't hate it anymore.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there's a chasing soldier over there. Someone else walked past her, and the force of the force carried her to the ground, and she broke her knee, but she tripped over something, and fell unsupportably.

She struggled to her feet, but her eyes fell on the stumbling block at her feet.

That is, her jade, the jade she gave to Wan Yan Min.

Her eyes flashed with surprise, as if she had been reborn.

His eyes wandered and searched. In front of the jade, a big hand trembling and full of blood stretched forward, trying to touch the rope that tied the jade. Nan Yue looked at the owner of the hand along the hand, and then looked up at the pale human face. Almost all at once.

"Wan Yan Min!" she bit his name out of her lips, and her voice was not loud.

But he was held hostage by the person lying on the ground: "Nanxiang, Nanjia, you ...... They all have to die......"

Wan Yanmin's voice was chaotic and weak, as if in a dream. The power in his hand was still undiminished, and Nanyue was almost out of breath.

She knew that he was almost devoid at this time, and even in a state of confusion in time and space.

"Resist the wind...... Inform the ghosts and let them destroy the Nine Pavilions in one fell swoop, Nan Aotian is the Lord of the Nine Pavilions......" The whites of Wan Yanmin's eyes have gradually faded.

Nanyue finally broke free from under his arm and lifted him up on his thin and thin shoulders, angry on the one hand, and motivated his will to survive on the other. hugged Wan Yanmin, and whispered in his ear along his nonsense: "If you want to live through tomorrow, it's best to stabilize the wind and the ghost shadow thirty-six horses, don't let them come nonsense." ”

"You...... Do you really think that Nan Aotian has everything in his hands?" Wan Yanmin seemed to be in a coma and did not forget his anger, his tall body fluttered, almost knocking the two of them down together.

You have to go to a safe place. To get to a place where no one can find them. Nanyue has an extremely strong will to survive. Half-dragged and half-dragged Wan Yanmin and himself to a remote old temple.

The candlesticks were scattered all over the place, clearly looking like they had been searched.

Xiqi still has a lot of immortal hearts alive.

After confirming that it was safe for the time being, Nanyue took great pains to lift Wan Yan Min to the sloping stone steps in front of the incense platform.

She was exhausted.

Sensing that Wan Yan Min's body was getting colder and colder, Nan Yue lit a lamp and candle beside them to check his injuries little by little.

Eventually, he found that his lips were dark purple, and he knew why he suddenly lost the fight. It must have been forcibly reaching the tenth order in a short period of time to destroy the law, causing the qi and blood in the body to be unstable, and provoking the early onset of the Gu poison.

On the steps of the old temple was a red carpet that had long ceased to be neat, and Yan Min was dressed in black and had black hair, and his clothes and hair were all scattered on the ground, reflecting a bright and warm red.

Nanyue took the Xueyang Sword pinned to his waist, made a deep cut in his palm, and then untied Yan Min's clothes and drew a strip of the same length on his back.

Wan Yanmin, who was in a coma, felt a steady stream of warm things flowing in his back, circulating throughout his body, all to his heart. The cold, imprisoned heart of a lifetime, was finally awakened, like a withered mountain flower suddenly blooming, like a thirsty spring moistened and rippling. In his ignorance, he didn't know where the warmth that opened the barrier of his life came from, and he only had a permanent attachment that wanted to rely on this warmth and never leave.

The lamp burned out minute by minute, and Wan Yanmin's face became more and more pale, and finally he was completely unconscious in unwillingness. Until his head fell heavily into Nanyue's arms.

Nanyue finally took off all her disguises at this time, she lowered her head, imprinted a shallow kiss on his bloodless lips, and after a while, raised her head and whispered in his ear: "Wan Yanmin, do you know how much I like you? But I will never like you again." ”

She picked up the piece of jade with her slender fingers and put it on him solemnly.

Wan Yanmin finally grabbed her hand in a trance, and muttered: "Yue'er, don't go." ”

She heard the voice, a bloody smile on her lips, and never looked back.

She stumbled step by step, warning herself again and again that she must never turn back.

She has made sure that he will be alive.

Half of her blood was already given to him.

After Yan Min, you will live well.

Don't be in a hurry, take a long time to practice the true tenth-order masterpiece. To defeat your enemies and defend the splendid mountains and rivers that you hold with your life.

I'll be very happy if you can still think of me when you see that piece of jade.

But you don't need to see me again.

Nanyue walked out of the house, looked at the vast world, and didn't know where to go. Suddenly, she remembered that there was something still in the Changxin Hall and needed to go back to get it, so she hurried back.

When she returned to the Changxin Palace, there was no one left in the Yulin Army outside the hall. They finally knew that the emperor was gone. They finally learned to disobey orders and leave the ruined temple that they had been guarding for half a month. In extraordinary moments, disobedience is an ability.

Nanyue quickly ran back to the inner hall and found the cabinet where Xia Ji put her clothes, and with a hint of tiredness, she saw that those important papers were still there. She counted the papers, carefully put them back in her sleeves, and as she was about to go out, she felt a wave of heat hit her, and in her confusion, she saw through the worn window paper that it was orange-red outside.

It was a wave of flames that grew higher than the waves.

She rushed to grab the deadbolt, only to find that the door had been locked from the outside. Looking at the back of the house, the rear window is just as sober.

The palace was already surrounded by flames.

From the outside of the palace, only a corner of the palace can be seen blazing. Golden flames mingled with thick black smoke rising brightly.

Zhong Luo pedaled a horse under his crotch, and from a distance outside the palace gate, he saw a corner of the palace sky as bright as day with the firelight.

The firelight was reflected in Zhong Luo's shocked eyes. A kick in the attic of the Nagashin Hall collapsed in his pupils. Like a molten ball of snow, it struggled out of its mother. After seeing the direction of the collapse of the corner tower, Zhong Luo's hand holding the reins lost its temperature. The whip was ruthlessly flung down, and the horse rushed towards the palace gate like crazy.

The tiles collapsed and fell, and a bright sunset rose above the Changxin Hall.

"It's out of the water. ”

"The Changxin Hall is out of water, hurry up and put out the fire!"

The eunuchs and palace maids who had not yet escaped exchanged messages loudly. Most of these people still have a little bit of a heart that does not forget their roots, and in the chaotic situation, they still believe that the emperor has the possibility of returning to the palace. The palace was in chaos. The palace man carrying the bucket and the scoop pushed around like ants. The fire did not abate, but many people trampled on it.

Nan Aotian's whereabouts are unknown, and when Wan Yanmin wakes up from the mass grave, he finds that he has passed the full moon safely, and his pulse is more stable than before the full moon.

When Wan Yanmin stood in front of the gate of Changxin Hall again, the fire had been burning for three days and three nights. This palace, which had been abandoned for more than ten years, finally could not escape its fate and was razed to ruins. The skeleton of the house had completely collapsed, but the ground was still boiling with fires.

Everyone said that the former queen Nanyue and the dust turned into one.

In the glow of the embers, Zhong Luo grabbed Wan Yanmin's snow-white clothes. With the anger in his eyes, he shouted in a hoarse and feeble voice, "Do you know what those are? Do you know that she has begged me for help several times just to find these alfalfa that may save your life!"

Zhong Luo said, untied one of the backpacks on his shoulders and threw it on the ground in despair.

"No wonder she asked me to rush back within a month. ”

"But when I came back, why didn't you but her, the one who died!" Xiao Junwang's face was the wind and dust that had been running around for months, and the anger that was stronger than the sea of fire.

Wan Yanmin looked at the alfalfa flower seeds scattered all over the ground and squatted down like a statue.

When the last dark blue flame in the Changxin Hall was extinguished, Wan Yanmin's indifferent dark eyes said to the few surviving ghosts, "Take the little county king down to rest." ”

"Let go of this king, you are reversed!" Zhong Luo resisted desperately, but he was tired from a long distance, and was soon taken away by the ghost.

"Master. ”

Yu Feng, who was already well injured, stood on a section of black scorched earth next to Wan Yanmin, not knowing what to say.

"You go down too. Check it out for me. He spoke slowly, his words as cold as ice, and as tough as a halberd.

Wan Yanmin picked up the alfalfa seeds scattered on the ground one by one, and slowly gathered them into his cuffs. He remembered that when he was unconscious, the voice from the dream, the shallow but fiery kiss.

Nanyue's blood saved Yan Min's life, the Gu worm was suppressed, and the Gu fell as if it was sick. Wan Yanmin is nothing unusual except for occasionally coughing up blood when he is emotional.

It is said that the Imperial Palace Garden has been replaced with alfalfa since that year.

It's that special, snow-white sativa.

After Yan Min admired the flowers one day, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of bright red and warm blood, all sprinkled on the snow-white placket. The palace people found that the emperor began to wear white clothes.

And always in white clothes.

Not far from the Imperial Garden, there was a man standing quietly in a corner. It is said that Concubine Lin Yilan was the only innocent concubine in this mutiny, so she was able to stay in the palace. But the main reason is that the minister advises the harem not to be left without a master. Wan Yanmin acquiesced, but the back position insisted on being empty.

Ning promised to be killed with a rod for framing Concubine Xue's miscarriage.

Concubine Xue was imprisoned forever in Tianzi Prison.

The king of the small county was drunk in the mansion every day, refused to see the court, and did not see any guests.

The Western Qi army retreated, the prince Helian Gongshang was corrected, the old Xiqi king died in humiliation in the prince's rebellion, and Xiqi was succeeded by the crown prince Helian Tuo.

(End of Volume 1)