A horse galloped across the white meadow, half of his purple robe still on the back of the horse, the snow almost drowning his vision, and the grave was getting closer and closer to him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who would have thought that the Empress of Tang Yu ordered to hunt down Banyuan, who had been hunted down for such a long time, would take the risk to appear here for the first time at this time.

Even in the wilderness, there is no shortage of woodcutters or other people.

He flew off the horse, still in the same elegance as before, but the seductive peach blossom eyes had long lost any brilliance, and there was a tombstone in front of him, but not a word had been engraved on it.

"Now you understand? Haha...... "Standing in front of the grave, Ban Yuan almost laughed madly, he was laughing at Fu Que's ignorance. "Even if you have waited for her for three hundred years, you still haven't waited for the day when she willingly will be with you."

Banyuan's body slowly knelt down, and his two hands stroked the cold tombstone, "Do you know how jealous I am of her." ”

"Whether it's Yuezirui or Chu Yurui."

"I'm a dramatist, I'm a man, so you rejected me so ruthlessly?"

"You have waited for three hundred years, why haven't I waited for three hundred years......"

As he spoke, he choked up, and looked down at the yellow, messy grass that had melted into the snow, and he could not say a word to the end.

Shuo Feng blew his face red, the corners of his mouth hooked a curvature, his eyes were cold, and the fingernails holding the tombstone made a piercing sound on the tombstone, "You are dead, she is still alive, it is better to let her go down with you too." That way, you won't have to wait another 300 years. ”

Banyuan straightened up, stood on the top of the mountain and looked at Anping City, which had recovered its vitality, turned around and pulled the reins and galloped away.

Hua He, who was walking on the road, gathered his cloak and felt a chill on his back, and Chu Yurui beside him bent down and threw a snow ball at him, "Why are you unhappy?" ”

Hua Hesu, who was hit by a snowball, couldn't help but shudder, "It's nothing, it's frozen." ”

After the strange illness disappeared, there was another major event that weighed on their hearts - Emperor Huaxiang's illness.

By the time the antidote was remade, Emperor Hua Xiang had been poisoned for exactly seven days. Bai Qishu said that this disease can only live for seven days at most. The toxin has invaded the heart and lungs, and even taking an antidote can only alleviate the superficial condition.

Even if Emperor Huaxiang summoned everyone to the palace for the reason of celebration this time, he knew in his heart what the real purpose of this trip was.

The letter sent by Qiu Yu was still tightly held in Hua Hesu's hand, "Qi Zhiheng escaped from Xiayang. ”

Since they left Xiayang, Qi Zhiqian has gained the initiative, and the prince's rights have been completely hollowed out.

When Chu Yuzhen ran away, Chu Yurui let her go with a thought, and there was a thrilling scene later. Now, even if Qi Zhiheng has no power in his hands and is no longer under his control, it is very dangerous.

The rabbit will bite when it is in a hurry, who can guarantee that Qi Zhiheng will not do anything terrifying?

Putting the letter in his sleeve, Hua Hesu kept up with Chu Yurui's pace, and the purple bamboo sticking out of the wall bent it over with snow. Chu Yurui took a breath and walked silently, unable to say anything.

She remembered Ziyun. Even if you leave this world, you have to do your last effort to save the lives of the people, probably this is the characteristic of bamboo, there is a proud body, standing fearlessly in the wind and snow.

Emperor Huaxiang on the throne looked exceptionally good, he drank a total of three glasses of wine from the beginning of the banquet, and he couldn't stop talking about the past, and he couldn't persuade Huaxiang to persuade him.

Starting from the birth of Hua Hesu, how to be embarrassed, how to be well-behaved, and how to be talented, Emperor Huaxiang on the seat at this time not only does not look like a majestic monarch, but is more like a kind father.

Hua Hesu, who was sitting in the lower hand, kept his head down silently, and from time to time he sandwiched vegetables to Chu Yurui beside him, but Chu Yurui could see that he was a little absent-minded.

Bai Qishu glanced at Emperor Huaxiang very worriedly, and bit his ear with Su Huai and said, "Hey, will Your Majesty ......?"

Su Huai raised his eyebrows, hurriedly covered Bai Qishu's mouth, and retorted: "What nonsense, Your Majesty's face is ruddy." "The place where so many people are openly saying that Emperor Huaxiang is going to hang, is she too long?

Bai Qishu knocked Su Huai's hand down, took a sip of tea, pouted, and didn't let him say it, he didn't let him say it, his face was ruddy, and there was a phenomenon called returning to the light.

Just as he was talking about Xingtou, the light in the main hall suddenly dimmed, and the surrounding courtiers all raised their vigilance for a moment, thinking that something would happen.

But I didn't want to, two teams of beauties carrying lanterns came from outside the temple door, and the faint candlelight together barely lit up the hall, and a woman covered with white gauze stroked her water sleeves and her posture was graceful.

used the same method as the first time she met Emperor Hua Xiang, but she got two different reactions.

Emperor Huaxiang is old, and he has figured it out, the lotus is the lotus, and there is no second flower in this world.

Concubine Lian's posture danced like a swimming dragon, but Emperor Huaxiang secretly made up his mind to let her out of the palace as soon as possible. Between the swaying lights and shadows, a bright knife was born in the water sleeve, and the sword went straight towards Hua Hesu, who was headed.

Chu Yurui, who was sitting, did not hesitate for a moment, lifted the melon and fruit plate on the case, and hit the dagger.

Okay, it turns out that this fake lotus concubine also has martial arts on her. Today, it is obvious that she wants to assassinate Hua Hesu, and in the past, I don't know if what she was thinking about Emperor Hua Xiang was in her heart.

"Escort, escort!" The main hall, which was still immersed in the sound of singing and dancing, was immediately enveloped in terror, and the guards of the Patrol Pavilion on duty outside immediately rushed in to catch Concubine Lian after hearing the order.

Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, countless feather arrows in the shadows flew towards Hua He Su. The scene was chaotic, and the ministers who were extremely popular in the past didn't care about their image, and they ran away one after another.

The king is not a king, and the minister is not a minister.

In the midst of the chaos, Chu Yurui saw Emperor Huaxiang, whose hair was scattered, running down from the throne and coming in the direction of Hua Hesu.

Time stood still for a moment, and the guards didn't know why His Majesty, whom they protected, was running towards a dangerous place, maybe he was really old, and the old man couldn't even tell the difference between danger and safety.

A feather arrow pierced his body, and his ruddy face gradually turned pale, and Hua Hesu helplessly helped Emperor Hua Xiang, who had fainted.

In the palace, which symbolizes imperial power, the bed tent embroidered with dragon patterns is gently blown by the wind, and from the inside out, there are rows of people kneeling.

The innermost is Empress Hua Xiang, Hua Hesu, other princes, princesses, and ministers are all kneeling outside the store, waiting for the final news.

The Shang Medical Department dispatched all the imperial doctors, but one after another came out dejectedly.

Emperor Hua Xiang on the bed finally opened his eyes, the moon outside had been covered by dark clouds, and he couldn't see some light, and he didn't know how many candles in the hall had changed, and Hua Xiang, who was kneeling beside the bed, climbed forward two steps, "Your Majesty ......"

Emperor Huaxiang blinked, raised his hand and said softly: "Summoning the prince......"

Hua Xianghou knew that this was the last chance, and she had to seize it.