The depressed Hua Tingguo was dragged out of the palace by Huang Fulin, and kept looking back along the way, and his heart hung uneasily.

Huang Fulin saw all the movements of Hua Tingguo in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, and he pulled Hua Tingguo over against the wall of the palace corner, bowed his head and wanted to kiss him. Hua Tingguo avoided it with one side of his head, and Huang Fulin was not annoyed, smiling and pinching Hua Tingguo's face to force him to look at himself.

"Why, are you still fantasizing about him being alive? Live to find you, live to save you. I told you that there will never be that day, he died, was killed by your own hands, do you think that your persistence now, you stick to him, is it still useful? ”

Hua Tingguo's eyes flickered, there was no jealousy, no anger, only deep uncertainty. He could have tried his best to hide his thoughts, but the uneasiness in his heart was so heavy and heavy that he could no longer control his expression and look.

"Tsunkoku, I know what you're thinking, but I advise you to give up, he's dead and can't live anymore."

Hua Tingguo looked at Huang Fulin. Why did he say that? Did he know something?

"That is called Xiaoqian, you don't have to wait any longer, I think Feng Haoxuan will definitely not be lonely on Huangquan Road at this time!"

"Nope! No! ”

Hua Tingguo leaned his back against the city wall, his fingertips tightly clasped the stone wall, his delicate skin was worn out, and he was reluctant to let go, his lips trembled, no, his whole body trembled.

"No? Why not? Do you think I'll not be able to figure out what you're going to do? I'm telling you, as soon as you left the Angel Garden, my people sneaked in, hahahaha, the one named Xiaoqian is dead. So Hua Tingguo, you can't save him, do you know that you killed him with your own hands! ”

He really regrets it now, in the morning he told Xiao Qian about Huang Fulin's threat to him, and at the same time handed the antidote to Xiao Qian, he calculated the time Xiao Qian can take the antidote to Feng Haoxuan, in order to prevent Xiao Qian from publicizing this matter and putting Ai Qi and them in a disadvantageous situation, Xiao Qian was pointed by him, then Xiao Qian must have been killed without resistance, he killed her.

"Huang Fulin, why are you doing this! What's in it for you to do that! I've already taken it away with you, why do you want to kill him, why do you want to kill Xiaoqian! ”

"Why don't you know? Don't you know that you caused all this? If it weren't for your stubbornness, why would I put a knife on your neck, no matter who died, you remember, that executioner is you! ”

"Bastard!" Hua Tingguo smashed a fist at Huang Fulin, Huang Fulin did not resist and received a solid punch, the corners of his mouth cracked, he spat a mouthful, wiped off the bloodstains, and stood far away and watched Hua Tianguo.

"It's useless, you know? Even if I don't want to, whether I'm forced to be helpless, whether I'm coerced by you, things have come to this. You killed him, he died, that's a fact! ”

"Get out! Get out! ”

Hua Tingguo ignored Huang Fulin and stumbled into the cannon fodder palace, but was pulled back by Huang Fulin who followed him only a few steps away. "Hua Tingguo, if you still miss your parents and your sister also set foot on Huangquan Road, you can go back now! He's dead, you know! You want your love to be stained with more blood and take more people's lives, you can go back! ”

If love dies, stepping on human life and blood, there will be few walking corpses for the rest of your life.

If love is separated, separated by life and death and yin and yang, the other side of Huangquan Road is strange.

"Wu and Tong, the same elder and the same elder, the same life and death. The sycamore flower is noble and loyal, symbolizing unswerving till death. Haoxuan, don't go far......"

Hua Tianguo did not go back to the palace, but turned his head and walked on the cold stone road, without looking back. There was a loud bang behind him, and a cry shook the sky.

On this night, in this sky, there was a continuous sentence: Your Majesty, you have died!

Hua Tingguo's body is still the red wedding dress, stained with Feng Haoxuan's blood, the night wind blows, I don't know whether the wind is bloody that can't be dissolved, or parting.

Huang Fulin followed behind Hua Tingguo, so cold, so bleak back made his heart hurt very much, but he knew that he had no right to step forward. Ever since he chose this decisive method to tear Hua Tingguo apart, he is destined to lose the opportunity to embrace Hua Tingguo in this life.

But he didn't regret it, because at least it was he who could still live with Hua Tingguo now, not Feng Haoxuan, even if he stood behind Hua Tingguo and put his love on the cruel back...... Even if Hua Tianguo hated him, he was willing. Finally, Hua Tianguo is the only one in his life.

In the sixth year of Ziyang, Emperor Ziyang died on the night of the wedding, and the husband of the country was sad and followed Emperor Ziyang, and three days later, Feng Haoye ascended the throne and changed the name of the country to Xuanqing.

Hua Tianguo, who was imprisoned by Huang Fu Lin in a remote courtyard in Wangcheng, closed his door for three consecutive days after learning the news, Huang Fu Lin stayed outside for three days, he was not afraid that Hua Tianguo would go with Feng Haoxuan, he knew Hua Tianguo, even if he had such thoughts, he would not choose now, at least Hua Tianguo was saving his parents, and after killing him Huang Fulin.

He just wanted to stay outside quietly, even if it was to deceive himself, he could accompany Hua Tingguo, although he knew very well that Hua Tingguo didn't want to see him.

Three days later, Hua Tingguo opened the door, he was dressed in plain clothes, haggard, his hair was scattered freely, and his hair was not tied up, but faintly Huang Fulin still found that Hua Tianguo's hair behind the ears was missing a tuft.

He guessed something, but said nothing. It's okay to go, so he will die and be convinced, Feng Haoxuan is really dead. What about hair knotting? Life and death are already separated.

"Allure, it's time for us to go, my father only gave him a month, if you don't show up within a month, your father, your sister, and Ai Qi don't want to live."

"Huang Fulin, you are still the same as before, just as pitiful." Hua Tingguo glanced at Huang Fulin lightly, and smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth.

Outside the courtyard was a carriage that had been prepared a long time ago, and Hua Tingguo stood in front of the carriage and looked at the whole city, pale and desolate, cold. "Haoxuan, I always break my promise, I'm sorry. I remember, I'm your surviving ......"

The carriage slowly moved on the silent street, and there were only Hua Tingguo and Huang Fu Lin sitting opposite each other in the carriage, since it had reached this point, Huang Fu Lin would no longer worry about what Hua Tianguo would do.

Hua Tingguo stopped talking, just looked at the royal city farther and farther behind him, and couldn't retract his anxious gaze.

His lover was lying in the cold jade pavilion, and he was gone from then on, it was he who killed him, on the wedding night.

But he could not send him......

- Haoxuan, Huangquan Biluo, we will definitely see you again, if you don't come, I will come to you again, I will never leave at that time, this time I will not break my promise-