The moon on the fifteenth was very round, the blue sky was as clean as washing, occasionally there were clouds streaking, and the silver light shone on the whole world, quiet and quiet. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the garden of the palace, the day before yesterday was still full of flowers, but tonight there are only residual flowers and leaves, scattered on the branches, as if to hold the last bit of spring in the world, unwilling to leave.

Gong Yihan stood in the garden where the silver moon poured out, looking at the dry well in front of him that had long been sealed with a stone cover, and remembered the past.

remembered that at that time, Yue'er was still here, Yue'er was still smiling at him, and that smile was mixed with indelible sadness......

"If you're still alive, you'll hate me even more......" he muttered to himself, expecting an answer. However, there was nothing but the sound of insects.

He smiled, his eyes heavy with loss.

He didn't exchange his loved ones for thousands of miles in the past, but he couldn't find a place where his heart could stand.

He turned around and was about to go back, but the cold light in front of him fell on his throat.

An abrupt long sword pointed horizontally at him, and the blade of the sword was lightly undulating, reflecting a silvery white moonlight.

"Who are you......" He looked up quietly, but saw a white robe under the moon, standing with a long sword in his hand, and his face was covered with a light veil.

"Who am I?" Wuyou smiled lightly, "I'm the one you've always wanted to kill, but you can't die." ”

When Gong Yihan heard this, he was a little surprised, but he was relieved after only a moment. It turned out to be her, who was drugged by him the day before yesterday and quietly sent to a foreign country.

She ripped off the veil, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was still cold, "I didn't expect it, I could come back alive......"

"Even if you come back, what will you do?" He asked rhetorically, and when he found that she was not dead, there was still a trace of joy in his heart.

"Poison me, send me as a prisoner to a foreign country, give me a reason, and I may be able to spare you......" she said, full of disappointment and puzzlement. She didn't know whether to hate or continue to be useless.

"Then do you know that even if you can come back alive, as long as I give an order, you will not be able to get out alive today." Gong Yihan didn't answer her question, but just threatened her lightly.

"If you don't say it, I also know that the woman named Liuli fled to Middle-earth after killing a foreign prince, and you love her so much that you will definitely not let her die, and you don't want to become two armies fighting just for one woman. That's why you named me the county lord, and you can use me as a substitute for the dead ghost on the same level as her, right? She said hatefully, with blood on her words.

"You're always so smart, but unfortunately, there's no way back for you." After Gong Yihan finished speaking, a group of guards suddenly appeared behind them.

Wuyou looked coldly at the guards who were slowly surrounding, although there were only dozens of them, but to her who had been poisoned, it was a big threat.

"Really?" She smiled indifferently, her clear eyes glowing red, "Then do you know that since I can enter and exit this palace silently, I can also take your life with me!" ”

"This is very good, if you really can kill me, you will take this life." He said leisurely.

Wuyou looked at the guards who only dared to stay in place, and after hearing Gong Yihan's words, his smile added a bit of irony.

She suddenly felt that everything in the world was so ridiculous. After many years, is she and him still on the road of no return?

Pointing at Gong Yihan's sword, it softened and suddenly hung down.

But the moment she put down her sword, the guards around her also surrounded her, and the knives in their hands seemed to be ready to move.

She smiled, her face was very pale against the background of the moonlight, "It's been ten years, Brother Yi, I didn't expect you to be so unscrupulous after ten years......"

Gong Yihan's indifferent face suddenly froze, and the hand that was about to give an order fell in midair, not knowing what to do next.

"You...... What do you call me? He asked stiffly, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Silent, her face still cold, she tore off the piece of white silk that had wrapped around the hilt of her sword and threw it at him. The silk is scattered and fluttering, and the dream epiphany on it is vivid.

"This is my ninth birthday, and you ordered someone to make it for me...... Brother Yi, have you really forgotten the Gong Yue who was buried by your own hands? ”

"How is it possible, Gong Yue is already dead! And ......" Gong Yihan looked at the old silk in disbelief, which he made specifically for Gong Yue back then, and the embroidered on it was Gong Yue's favorite epiphany.

"Back then, in order to be favored, the mother concubine bought all the palace people and treated me as a man, I had no intention of fighting with you for anything, but you still couldn't let me go in the end." She said.

"This can't be, how can you still be alive? I obviously ...... back then" Gong Yihan staggered back a few steps, his expression surprised and crazy.

"Ten years ago, if it hadn't been for the undercurrent at the bottom of the well that washed me up to the river, and someone picked me up, I would have died......," she said, tears in her eyes, and her voice became hoarse and weak.

"It's really you, no wonder I think you're so much like him." He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and smiled helplessly and with relief.

"Is it really worth it for you to kill your siblings for that dragon chair?" Her eyes sank slightly, and she asked the question she wanted to know the most.

"Is it worth it, Yue'er, even if you ask me now, I can't answer. Maybe one day when you stand in my place, you will understand. He said leisurely, as desolate as after a hundred lifetimes.

"I won't understand, and I don't want to understand, because Gong Yue is dead! Now I am Wuyou, but I am a man who drinks hatred and eats blood......"

"Even so, you should know that you are now an assassin who broke into the palace, how can I let you go so easily?" Gong Yihan said, the guards in front of him were getting closer and closer to Wuyou, and they all rushed towards her.

She smiled contemptuously, raised her internal strength, and the remnant willow sword in her hand rose again, the soft sword body was like a snake, and her body rotated with the sword, and blood splashed everywhere she went.

The gray robe was dyed with a little blood, and her pale face was indifferent, at this moment, she was like a hellish Shura.

In just an instant, more than a dozen guards fell to the ground, seriously injured and died. The rest of the people seemed to be afraid of her, and they all stepped back, not daring to come near her rashly.

"You can't stop me with these people alone." She collected her sword qi, her voice was cold, and she didn't have the slightest emotion.

Gong Yihan was slightly stunned, but the light in his eyes became more and more dull, and he never had any killing intent.

"Stand aside, all of you, and do not come near without my will." He waved his hand back, motioning for the guards to stand down.

When the guards heard Gong Yihan's words, they didn't dare to stay longer, and directly retreated to a hundred meters away to standby.

"Yue'er, tell me, what do you want?" He asked, looking at the frost-cold Wuyu in front of him, and his ruthless face was moved.

He knew that Yue'er had become so hateful and blood-devouring now, all of which was caused by him back then.

"What more could I want? Of course it's your life! She said, and the remnant willow sword was pressed against Gong Yihan's eyebrows again.

He smiled with relief, "If you really want my life, come and take it, I once owed you, and now I can pay you back." ”

Seeing Gong Yihan smile and close her eyes, her right hand holding the sword trembled a little.

Can she and him only kill each other forever?

She has lived ten years like this, and in these ten years, she has been with blood every day, and her hands don't know how many people's lives have been ruined.

She has survived until now, but can only go to destruction step by step......

This cycle of other people's lives will come to an end.

He put down the sword in his hand and replaced it with a pale smile.

Perhaps, after ten years, she should have let go......

"That's it, since I'm no longer Gong Yue, where do I have the qualifications to want you to die? From now on, there will be no affection between you and me......" She withdrew the willow sword back to her waist, her eyes as warm as water.

Gong Yihan opened his eyes, his expression flashed with surprise and incomprehension, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there was remorse hidden in that smile.

She even wants to forgive herself?

At this moment, Gong Yihan's heart has become a mess, he was bent on killing her back then, but now she wants to let him go......

She is really Yue'er, because only his Yue'er is always so kind to him.

Although she has repeatedly emphasized that she is no longer Yue'er, she still maintains the heart that only Yue'er has, the heart that will never be contaminated by the world.

He was clearly bent on killing him, and his hands were stained with the blood of his relatives. But after he ascended to the throne, he began to regret it.

He told himself over and over again that Yue'er was dead and would never exist again.

But he still can't forget Yue'er's appearance, he remembered the past ten years in his heart, and also thought about the past ten years......

Now, his Yue'er is not dead, and she is still standing in front of him.

It was as if his heart had begun to beat again, and it was as if it had come back to life......