104 This will never return2

The body is cold, and the soul is gone.

No matter how much the living cried out, they could not wake up the sleeping eyes.

The biting cold wind outside the window is howling, like a mourning song, and it sounds like a person is extremely depressed and sad in this silent night.

Murong Yichuan's gaze was still fixed on Ping'er's face, which was gradually cooling, and the last smile on his pale face was dazzling, and no flower in the red dust could compare with it. Her bright smile made Murong Yichuan only have the urge to cry, never thought that she would die for herself, never thought that she would really lose her, but the loss at this moment was too sudden, and there was not much left of the kind of reason that caught him off guard.

"I am sad that everything in the world is against me, and the two of them go together and one person returns...... Ping'er, if I had known that the result would be like this, I would definitely not ask you to go with me, the battlefield is ruthless, it is indeed not the place where you women should come, I brought you here just because I am used to your care, who would have thought that my selfishness actually gave you your life, it was I who killed you. Murong Yichuan hugged Ping'er's cold corpse, and his heart was uncontrollable, this melancholy everything in the world is against it, the two went together, and one person returned to the original poem to mourn his deceased wife, but Murong Yichuan used it on Ping'er. The pain at this moment is like when he lost his beloved wife Ximen Ruoxuan, but no matter how much pain and tears can not be exchanged for Ping'er's fresh life, Ping'er will not see the man he loves with all his grief at this time because of the loss of himself, only the smile on his face is as old as before, and the smile between the tears blurs into Ping'er's graceful figure, a warm smile, disappeared for a while, and the body in his arms is still cold and painful.

Sha Boliu, who was outside, could no longer suppress the grief in his heart, he didn't care about the courtesy of the monarch and the minister, and rushed directly to Murong Yichuan.

Murong Yichuan had already put Ping'er back on the bed, and Sha Boliu came to him and grabbed Murong Yichuan's neck directly, "Murong Yichuan is the woman you killed my most beloved, she loved you so much when she was alive, gave her body to you and conceived your child, but you only treat her as a girl, she can't be with you in this life, I will send you to her funeral now." Sha Boliu completely lost his mind and went crazy, Murong Yichuan was directly lifted up by him, and it was just ordinary for him to throw Murong Yichuan to death with his skills, "Sha Boliu, stop." Although Murong Yichuan, who was rational in the face of the funeral, was extremely frightened in his heart, he did not show it on his face at all, trying to use the majesty of his king to shock this barbarian.

Sha Boliu's slap was raised and fell on Murong Yichuan's face fiercely, "I slapped this one for Ping'er, you know that there are no eyes on the battlefield, she is just a weak woman, you actually brought her to the front of the two armies." Murong Yichuan has been humiliated like this when he has lived in the emperor's house since he was a child, he just wanted to have a seizure and Sha Boliu's second slap fell again, "The second slap is for me Sha Boliu, you know that I have always been in love with Ping'er, but you have always kept her by your side, refused to fulfill us, and actually made her lose her virginity." ”

When Sha Boliu's third slap was about to fall, Xi Fenglie, Xiao Suyuan and others rushed in, "Sha Boliu, you are bold, put down the emperor quickly." When his feet fell back to the ground, Murong Yichuan really sent air, but his face was still hot and painful, "Your Majesty, you are frightened, your subordinates have come to eat, please atone for your sins." Xiao Suyuan and the others hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty, and the west wind was afraid that Sha Boliu would make another accident to hurt the king, and he dragged one of the other party's arms fiercely. Originally, they were all waiting outside the tent, but when Sha Boliu wanted to be unfavorable to Murong Yichuan, they came here, as courtiers, and saw that their emperor was beaten by Lin in mid-air, as if they had been hit in their own faces.

Murong Yichuan calmed down and said weakly, let's wait for you to be even, it was I who harmed Ping'er.

Everyone has never seen Murong Yichuan, who has always been cold and introverted, and regards people's names as mustards, and was heartbroken for the loss of a person, and for a while they were also sad, and they were also full of good feelings for Ping'er, who had a gentle temperament and treated people peacefully, but a good life withered like this, how could people not sigh and die. Among the ministers, the one who has the deepest relationship with Ping'er is Xi Fenglie, and because of Shangguan Tianjue, he is naturally very close to Ping'er.

"The emperor must not be too sad, the dragon body is important, Sister Ruoping has a spirit in the sky and decides that she doesn't want the emperor to be so sad for her." The west wind dragged Sha Boliu to persuade Murong Yichuan who was in sorrow.

Xiao Suyuan and other ministers were also busy persuading, "The emperor can't be resurrected after death, you still cherish the dragon body, and you want Miss Ping to leave with peace of mind." ”

At this time, Sha Boliu gradually calmed down, knowing that what he had just done was too much, although he was not from the Central Plains and was not under the rule of his Murong Yichuan, but the other party was the lord of the Central Plains and the king of a country after all.

Sha Boliu, who calmed down, knelt on the ground with weak legs and pleaded with Murong Yichuan again and again, "Please atone for the emperor's sin, just now Weichen offended the emperor, and I beg the emperor to forgive Weichen for my infatuation with Ping'er." ”

On weekdays, Murong Yichuan categorically couldn't swallow this breath, no one had ever offended himself so much, and just now Sha Boliu also let himself lose all the face of the king in front of the minister, and he didn't understand his hatred, but looked at his eyebrows, who were as sad as himself, and looked at Ping'er who was lying quietly on the bed, even if he was angry in his heart, Murong Yichuan still restrained himself, "I forgave you for the crime of disrespect in Ping'er's face, you are a hundred times thicker than me for Ping'er, and I promise you to personally send her coffin to Beijing." Murong Yichuan pressed down the fire and said to Sha Bo in a heavy tone.

Sha Boliu hurriedly agreed, "Thank you to the emperor for your success." ”

Murong Yichuan asked Sha Boliu to send Ping'er back to Beijing first, and ordered 800 li to rush back to Beijing to report the news of Ping'er's death, and asked the Ministry of Industry to lay a concubine mausoleum for Ping'er in the imperial mausoleum, three years ago, Murong Yichuan chose his future mausoleum in a place on the west side of the imperial mausoleum, so when he sat on the emperor, he instructed the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Household to build his own mausoleum, originally just to build an imperial mausoleum, no concubine mausoleum, thinking that Ping'er had to change his original intention, and build a concubine mausoleum next to his imperial mausoleum to Ping'er. Murong Yichuan gave Ping'er the nickname "Zhuang Min Wen Jing Guifei" dignified and intelligent, gentle and quiet, although it was the title of the concubine, but it was buried in accordance with the queen's etiquette. Murong Yichuan didn't dare to think about how sad Shangguan Tianjue in the capital was when he learned of his sister's death, and he didn't dare to think about how he cried after treating Ping'er as his sister as if he was crying after learning about Ping'er's death.

Early the next morning, Sha Boliu took Ping'er and hurried towards the capital.

After sending Ping'er away, Murong Yichuan put away his grief and continued his unfinished mission.

Now that Ximen Donghai is dead, there are only 80,000 elite soldiers left in Yizhou City, and the two defeated generals of Murong Yichuan Ding Xuanzhen and Chen Yongkang are guarding Yizhou. Murong Yichuan ordered someone to write a letter to Chen Yongkang, asking him to cooperate with him inside and outside, and Chen Yongkang opened the city gate to let Murong Yichuan's large army go after midnight that night.

Ding Xuanzhen never thought that Chen Yongkang had already taken refuge in Murong Yichuan, and while he resisted desperately, he ordered a powerful person to go to the palace to inform Murong Zhiyuan and Ximen Xiaoman, and let them flee for their lives soon.

Seeing that the enemy had entered the city, Murong Zhiyuan, who had always been timid and weak, was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, Ximen Xiaoman deserved to be the daughter of Jiangmen, she was brave and not chaotic. Ximen Xiaoman remembered that his father had told him that if he had to do so, he would take Murong Zhiyuan and the little prince to the abandoned well on the east side of the palace, where there was a secret passage, which could be taken out of Yizhou City, and the secret passage was built by Meng Chang, the queen of Shu, and after the army of Zheng Taizu invaded Yizhou, the young son of the latter lord was taken along the dark road by two eunuchs.

Ximen Xiaoman took her husband Murong Zhiyuan and her son to the dry well, they jumped into the well, moved away from a big stone at the bottom of the well, and sure enough, there was a secret passage, and the husband and wife were overjoyed and hurriedly took their son into the secret passage together.

After the concubine Ximen Ruoying was sure that Ximen Xiaoman and Murong Zhiyuan's father and son had gone away, she ordered the eunuchs to set the palace on fire, and she herself was buried in the fire.