For thousands of years, how many crazy men and women have done everything for the love of their hearts, even if they are broken for it. There is no absolute equivalence between the depth of love and the gain or protection, if the love is deep, even if you see the other party and others entangled and happy, the love in your heart will not be reduced by half a point, and you can still forget death for this person. I have to say that love is a deadly poison, how many people in the rolling red dust have inadvertently eaten the poison of love, and since then they have become captives of love, guarding love, even if people laugh, even if they are looked down upon.

After dusk, the war gradually subsided, and Xiao Suyuan and others pressed Ximen Donghai and his generals to come to the Chinese army's big tent to see Murong Yichuan.

If it was normal for Murong Yichuan to see Ximen Donghai, but at this moment Ping'er was in danger, how could he have that thought, he only hated Ximen Donghai, when Xiao Suyuan reported to Murong Yichuan that Ximen Donghai and a group of captives had arrived outside the tent, and asked the emperor to send it, Murong Yichuan did not hesitate at all, Xiao Suyuan only said four words and divided the body, and without waiting for the other party to react, Murong Yichuan brushed his sleeves and walked towards Ping'er's sleeping tent. It took a long time for Xiao Shu to understand, and he hurriedly came to the tent according to Murong Yichuan's will to deal with Ximen, Donghai and others.

The sky gradually darkened, and Zhang Nei had lit two candles the thickness of a child's arm, and in an instant the room was much brighter.

Ping'er lay quietly on the bed under the silver candlelight, although the arrow on his chest had been taken off by Sha Boliu, but the blood in his chest was still gushing out, like a peach blossom's face, which was as white as paper, Murong Yichuan was very anxious when he saw this scene, and hurriedly asked Sha Boliu, who was also anxious on the side, why didn't he stop the bleeding for her?

Facing Murong Yichuan's questioning, there was a trace of deep hatred in his eyes, and he said coldly that the arrow had injured her vital point, and I had already given her all the hemostatic pills and registration pills that could be given to her, and even if Hua Tuo was alive, there was nothing she could do about it.

Murong Yichuan's heart suddenly chilled when he said a few words, "What do you mean by this?" He couldn't believe that Ping'er would be hopeless, and stepped up to Chabelio and stared at him coldly, wanting an answer he craved.

Facing Murong Yichuan's fierce gaze, Sha Boliu looked very calm, "The emperor is a person who understands, what will happen if this arrow hits the nail on the head, you can change it better than me, do you think I don't want to save her?" Seeing her like this hurts my heart more than yours, because I love her, and she is just a girl to you Murong Yichuan. Thinking that the woman he loved was sad and hateful for the person in front of him, he rushed to Shabelio's chest like a tide, he really wanted to kill the man in front of him, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart, so that the thought was just a flash, the person in front of him was the king of a country after all, and the husband of their princess Loulan, Shabelio turned his head in pain.

Sha Boliu knew that Ping'er must have a lot to say to Murong Yichuan, and at this moment he could only fulfill their last solitude with pain, so when Murong Yichuan walked towards Ping'er, Sha Boliu hid outside and quietly felt heartache.

After a moment of calmness, Murong Yichuan rushed to Ping'er's bed, "Your Majesty-" Seeing Murong Yichuan come to her eyes, Ping'er's lips moved slightly, and she squeezed out two words with difficulty, she stretched out her pale hand to the man who walked towards her, so she wanted to shake his hand at the end of her life, and in the face of the blood gushing out of her chest, Ping'er still endured the pain, she understood that her life was about to wither, although the conversation between Murong Yichuan and Sha Boliu outside just now was low, but she still heard clearly, Even if there is no dialogue between the two, they know that if they are hit by the arrow, can they live? Just now, Sha Boliu gave himself so many pills without any effect, and in the face of death, he was not half afraid, and he was very relieved to think that he was dying for his beloved, so that he could remember himself, just like he remembered Ximen Ruoxuan before, even if he had no love for himself and only felt it, this was enough, as long as he had himself in his heart. For Ping'er in the world at this moment, all he has is a longing, a longing for Murong Yichuan, as well as the unease of his brother Shangguan Tianjue, and the guilt of Sha Boliu, all kinds of feelings are squeezed together and turned into two lines of tears rolling out of the corners of his eyes.

Murong Yichuan hurriedly held Ping'er's somewhat cold hand tightly, "Ping'er, don't worry, I have already instructed Dequan to invite the best doctor here, no matter how much it costs, I will heal you." Murong Yichuan held Ping'er's hand and assured her solemnly that even Sha Boliu couldn't save the other heat, it was just in vain, thinking about the postponement of this woman's imminent death Murong Yichuan felt a trace of his long-lost heart like a knife, and this mood was like when Ximen Ruoxuan wanted to leave a few years ago, and it was like last year when his life was hanging by a thread because of dystocia.

Ping'er smiled hard at Murong Yichuan, the smile was pale like an iceberg white lotus, "Ping'er can't serve the emperor in the future, I hope the emperor will cherish his life." Every time you spit out a word, Ping'er seems to have to do her best, and her lips move several times to squeeze out a word, and the angry look is really worrying, "Ping'er, don't say it again, only you are used to serving me, you have always listened to me the most, I want you to get better and continue to serve me, as long as you can get better, I won't force you to marry someone else, as long as you like it, I can give you the status of a concubine, pamper you well, and cherish you." Murong Yichuan's voice became lower and lower, and finally with a little choking, he clenched Ping'er's hand tighter, for fear that he would not be able to hold it anymore as soon as he let go, for Murong Yichuan, Ping'er has become an indispensable habit for him, although he promised her to Sha Boliu before, so that he could adapt to the days without her, but her gentleness and thoughtfulness, her obedience and docility, her meticulousness to herself is irreplaceable by any woman, even if it is like that, However, the thought that she was about to lose completely made her feel like a thousand arrows piercing her heart. Murong Yichuan tried his best to calm his mood, but he couldn't stop his heartache.

With Murong Yichuan's words, Ping'er smiled with satisfaction, and it was enough for him to hear him say with his own ears that he needed himself.

After a long time, Ping'er struggled to squeeze out a few words, "Your Majesty, I'm cold, can you hug Ping'er?" For the first time in her life, she prayed for the man's embrace, her empty eyes filled with the last longing.

Murong Yichuan didn't hesitate at all, he hugged Ping'er tightly in his arms, it was the first time he hugged her so hard, but it was also the last time.

Slowly, the blood in Ping'er's chest stopped, and the blood-red dazzle condensed on his clothes, the bright red blood and Ping'er's pale face were set off, like the remnant sun after snow. It's a chill to look at.

Ping'er tried hard to raise her hand and slowly touched the man's handsome face full of grief, slowly drifting away, inch by inch.

"Your Majesty, can you promise Ping'er three things?" Finally Ping'er took her hand off Murong Yichuan's face and hugged the man tightly to protect her arm, she looked up at the man with tears in her eyes with difficulty, and saw him crying for herself, and a trace of joy passed through the corners of Ping'er's mouth.

Murong Yichuan didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and when Ping'er's voice settled, he hurriedly said, As long as you say it, I will allow you.

Ping'er paused, and continued to say in a voice like a mosquito, the first thing Ping'er asked the emperor to do was to help me take good care of my brother, no matter what kind of big mistake he made, please ask the emperor to forgive him in today's relationship, my brother is the only bloodline of our Shangguan family.

Murong Yichuan nodded desperately, "Okay, I promise you, I will definitely treat the heavens well." ”

"The second thing, Ping'er begged the emperor to promote the marriage between my brother and Su Su, my brother is the only bloodline of our Shangguan family, he wants to continue the incense for our Shangguan family, and Su Su has a deep affection for my brother." Beads of sweat rolled down from Ping'er's forehead, her breathing became more and more rapid, and she only had one breath left, at this moment Ping'er was most at ease or her closest relatives in the world, she was gone, and there must be someone around her brother to take care of her, and her good sister Lin Susu was the best candidate, Ping'er also knew that her brother's heart was like this, she was afraid that he would accidentally be seen through by Murong Yichuan in the future, so that Murong Yichuan was a person with very little energy, she was afraid that Tianjie would suffer well because of this, Therefore, I hope to try my best to fight for the safety of my brother at the last moment of my life.

Murong Yichuan still agreed, "Don't worry, I will marry the two of them after returning to Beijing, Ping'er, you are tired, let's talk about other things later, you rest and rest first." Murong Yichuan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead for Ping'er in distress.

Ping'er paused slightly and continued to say in an angry voice, "Your Majesty, the third thing Ping'er asks you to agree to is—"

"What about the third one? I will do my best to do it for you. Murong Yichuan choked up and said.

After a short period of silence, Ping'er tried her best to say the emperor, that night Ping'er could have pushed you away, but Ping'er wanted to be your woman, so I took advantage of your drunkenness to fulfill myself, seeing that the emperor has always felt guilty about me, Ping'er couldn't bear it, but, but after that night, Ping'er actually had the emperor's child, and now it has been more than two months, Ping'er hates and begs the emperor to give me - give me a name, even if it is a talented person, so Ping'er is the emperor's rightful woman, and there is no regret when I go there. When Ping'er said this, Murong Yichuan only felt that the five thunders were thundering, she actually had her own child, but she didn't know anything, it seemed that she had never really cared about her, at this moment remorse, guilt, and heartache rolled back and forth in Murong Yichuan's heart, tormenting the softest fragility in his heart, he had failed the woman who loved him the most in the world, and she knew and accompanied her so much You yourself have never really cherished her, even if it is the brother's pity for his sister, it is pitiful, Now that she is actually dying for herself, if it weren't for her, that arrow would have been shot at herself, and the person whose life hung by a thread must be herself, but it was too late for her to compensate her.

Murong Yichuan wanted to hug her with all his might, and wanted to use his body temperature to warm the woman in his arms who was gradually getting colder, but he didn't have the slightest strength, "I know your heart for me, but I already have someone else in my heart, I'm just afraid that I will wronged you, Ping'er, as long as you get better, I will make you a concubine, I will make up for the debt to you over the years, and love you and our children well." "No matter how much you vow at this moment, it will be a shame.

However, for Ping'er, he has no regrets about dying in Murong Yichuan's arms.

"Your Majesty, I'm cold, cold." Ping'er muttered vigorously.

Murong Yichuan took off his clothes and asked Ping'er to feel his body temperature.

The man's warm body temperature made Ping'er's eyebrows condense with deep greed, she tore her clothes hard with her hands, Murong Yichuan instantly helped Ping'er untie her clothes, and the skin of the two was completely blind to each other, but at this moment Ping'er couldn't say a word, her ears were attached to the position of the man's heartbeat, but the man's heartbeat was a little slower because of the pain, but it was still full of strength, listening to his heartbeat gradually Ping'er closed his eyes, but his pale face bloomed with a bright and satisfied smile, like a lotus.

Even if his love for her was just a wreckage, she still died for him without regrets.