Fate is separated, and it is difficult to rely on each other. ()。

Just hate the sky and be ruthless, don't be full of tears.

The pearl curtain slowly rolled up, Murong Yichuan wanted to put Wanruo gently on the bed, but her two little hands were holding his arm, Yichuan understood that she didn't want to leave his arms, so he simply sat on the bed directly, and hugged Wanruo tightly in his arms, at this time the room was as quiet as death, and everyone withdrew in tears, all wanting to leave the two of them for the last reunion.

Murong Yichuan was already in tears at this time, and no matter how strong he was in the face of the dying in his arms, he couldn't stop his tears, he knew that every qiē was fate, and every qiē was fate, and fate was destined to endure the second life and death with the woman he loved, and he was powerless to return to heaven when things came to this point, because no one was small in front of fate, no matter how powerful he was, no matter how hard a person was, he couldn't be hard. At the last moment, Murong Yichuan didn't want to do anything meaningless, he just wanted to quietly accompany him as if he had gone through this life, just like he said goodbye to Xuanxuan a few years ago.

"Yichuan, don't you, don't cry, I want you to say goodbye to me with a smile, I like to see you and see you smile." The hand slowly touched Murong Yichuan's tearful and emaciated face, and every tear was distressing.

Murong Yichuan nodded hard, "Okay, I don't cry, I don't cry, we won't separate, no, you usually say I'm domineering, then I am domineering today, you won't leave me without the permission of this king, don't leave me, don't-" Murong Yichuan couldn't say any more, the words were stuck in his throat, one hand hugged Wanruo, and the other hand clenched his fist tightly, and then he couldn't do anything to see Wanruo's breath worse than a moment, but he couldn't do anything about it, but he couldn't stop the footsteps of the impermanence ghost.

Joy and prosperity are just right, hatred and impermanence are coming, seeing everything thrown away, in the last moment of life, it seems to filter out all the unpleasantness between them, her mind at the moment only leaves the best things between them, although she has remembered, but at this moment she hopes that she will forget again, she wants to remember at the last moment that the man holding herself is the person she loves the most in this life, and those former pains will let it pass away with the wind, if it is not for a disturbance in everything, how can I know that you are a need that I can't quit in this life. ()

Wanruo's hand never passed Murong Yichuan's face immediately, she still had a lot of words to drink, he said, but her strength became weaker and weaker, and she felt more and more difficult, "Yichuan, in the past, I was too willful and did a lot of things that made you unhappy, thank you for tolerating me, thank you-" I didn't have the strength to say it anymore, sweat oozed from her forehead, her mouth was open, but she couldn't squeeze out a word, she just wanted to repent of her cheating, although she once loved Zhongli Wenjun deeply, she never regretted it, But she felt sorry for Murong Yichuan, she had regrets when they didn't love each other, and the later amnesia, as well as the tolerance of being insulted by the emperor Murong Yichuan, when the past of a qiē was recalled, the deep remorse and guilt seemed to be inescapable, and she wanted to say the confession at the last moment of her life.

Murong Yichuan had no intention of judging why he repented at this time, "Don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore, as if I didn't regret loving you when I came out, and I didn't regret falling in love with you for the rest of my life, let's stop talking about unhappy things, okay?" You will definitely get better, I need you, our daughter needs you, do you until, our second daughter looks exactly like you, really, we have to raise our daughter together, you promised me to sit as my queen, you can't lose your words, you can't! ”

As if squeezing out a pale smile with difficulty, "Yichuan, I'm tired, I want to sleep well for a while." Slowly, the hand that seemed to be placed on Murong Yichuan's face was drawn down, and the smile that bloomed on her pale face was also fixed there, her open mouth slowly closed, and a pair of dewy eyes with a little dew slowly closed.

"Like, you can't sleep, you can't." Murong Yichuan roared uncontrollably, he shook her body desperately, but she didn't have a trace of reaction anymore, the smile on her face was as beautiful as a flower, and the tears in an instant were like a flood bursting the embankment.

Murong Yichuan hugged his body as if it was slowly getting cold, letting the tears flow unscrupulously, but at this time, there were already bursts of crying outside the house.

Saying that we are going to live in the same bed and die in the same hole, how can I live without you?

said that we will never leave in life and never give up in death, why do you break the covenant with me?

We've made a promise that we've made for a long time, so why are you going back halfway through?

We said that we would grow old together and see the long stream, why did you let go of my hand?

I only love you in this life and this life, and I miss you in the next life, but why has it become an empty word to rely on each other?

……

The three Taoists came to the gate of the palace, walking in front was a handful of sloppy old Taoist priests of a large grade, and walking behind was a gray-clothed female Taoist who was close to the sixtieth birthday, holding a dusty whisk in her hand, and her wrinkled face always had a faint and compassionate smile, and walking at the back was a young female Taoist in red, tall and beautiful, but she looked very calm.

"Lord Wang, there are three old Taoists outside, two women and one man, saying that they want to see you, and the old man also said that he met you on the mountain near the Iron Threshold Temple." It seems that her body is completely cold, but Murong Yichuan still refuses to let go, hugging her and crying, the infatuated call is only waiting for your lover to be heard, just waiting for you to open your eyes and talk to me, Ping'er pried open the door, her face was full of tears, "This king is gone, no one is seen." Murong Yichuan roared angrily, at this time, it seemed to be all he had, and he could ignore it, and he said that he was sad in his mind, and he couldn't get back his beloved woman, and the other qiē was no longer important to him.

Ping'er paused and said cautiously; "That old Taoist said that he could save the princess's life, and he gave me a pill to return yang, saying that if the princess was invalid, it would not be too late to drive them away." Ping'er said and walked a few steps to the bed, and she took a purple-red pill and dangled in front of Murong Yichuan's eyes, "Lord Wang, try it anyway." Ping'er said in a deep voice.

Murong Yichuan nodded painfully and said in a hoarse voice; "Okay, okay."

Ping'er put the pill in Murong Yichuan's palm, then lowered her head and carefully broke Wanruo's mouth, "Lord Wang, send the pill to the princess's mouth, quickly." Murong Yichuan slowly stuffed the pill into Wanruo's mouth, the pill entrance, but Ping'er didn't let go of his hand immediately, carefully observing the reaction of the pill in Wanruo's mouth, but found that the pill melted instantly when it reached the mouth, and then penetrated inward little by little.

Ping'er let go of her hand, and her lips closed tightly again.

Murong Yichuan and Ping'er observed Wanruo's complexion together, and it didn't take long to see a little blood on Wanruo's pale face, "She has moved forward, she has a good appearance." Murong Yichuan's hand was clasped on Wanruo's vein, and the pulse that had obviously stopped beating just now began to beat slowly at this time, Murong Yichuan suddenly felt a kind of joy of coming back to life, so he couldn't help but be happy, Ping'er put his hand on Wanruo's force but also felt a slight breath, "The prince and the mother really have it, sure enough, it's okay, why don't we call those Taoist people in." ”

"Please." Murong Yichuan couldn't wait to see those Daoists who sent life-saving medicine immediately, and at this time, his joy was better than the long drought and the rain.

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