"Do you know where Diecui went?"

An Hongruo asked suddenly, and then without waiting for her to answer, she talked about what happened after she left.

"We left the Dulong Pier and headed south, and were deceived by a lady on the way...... Penniless but unwilling to bow our heads, when we were cornered, a group of ruffians targeted us...... Do you know what's going on behind the scenes? ”

Yi Shui was startled and turned his head to look at her: "Where were you then?" We sent people and couldn't find ......."

"It's someone you sent...... Has the prince ever been anxious and worried about me for even a quarter of an hour? An Hongruo clenched her fists tightly, and then whispered: "We were detained in a farmstead, and we were not seen the light of day, and we were toyed with by a group of filthy people......"

"In the end, Diecui desperately helped me escape, and then she died."

"What?!"

Yi Shuiyao took a deep breath and widened her eyes in shock, they had encountered such misfortune!

Even, Diecui is still dead.

"Amitabha." A thought showed concern and sighed.

"You...... I...... I'm sorry......" Yi Shuimiao was a little at a loss, and even felt guilty and blamed himself. She couldn't imagine that such a gentle person as An Meiren would endure those unbearable.

An Hongruo shook her head, pretending to be calm, as if it was something that happened to someone else. "What are you sorry for me? Because the prince is in love with you? ”

How can this kind of thing be cleared up? Yi Shuiyao lowered her head, is her existence already a kind of harm to An Hongruo?

"This kind of humiliation makes me miserable, and the cold feelings of the prince make me disheartened, I think that's all, what else can God make me lose?"

"Anmei ......" Yi Shuiyao took a step towards her, and wanted to do something for her.

An Hongruo stared straight at her with some unknown meaning: "But I heard the news of his death, how could he die?" ”

You don't kill Beren, but Bern dies because of you. Yi Shuiyao bit her lower lip tightly, and her heart was like a knife.

"How so?!" An Hongruo asked softly in a low voice, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, and approached her step by step: "Princess, you have obtained his sincerity." ”

"No one has ever gotten it, only you."

As An Hongruo spoke, he suddenly took out a dagger from his arms, and pointed the tip of the knife at Yi Shuiyao.

Yi Shui was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at her, but saw that her eyes were calm and deep, "Princess, are you afraid of the cold?" ”

“…… An Meiren, you ......" Yi Shuiyao didn't move, just looked at her.

Because of the position, An Hongruo turned her back to Yi Nian and did not find the murder weapon in her hand.

"The ice cellar is so cold, Huangquan Road must be lonely and lonely, he must be waiting for you."

An Hongruo held the dagger and sent it to Yi Shuiyao's side, Yi Shuiyao's body instinctively trembled slightly, but she didn't dodge, she was very surprised, and at the same time she was convinced.

Oh, yes...... He was waiting for her, what was there to be afraid of death.

However, the sudden change occurred, An Hongruo's action of sending the knife was too big, and coupled with emotional instability, Yi Nian kept looking at this side.

There was no time to stop it, and Yi Nian could only pull An Hongruo, who was facing away from him, and there was a soft sound, and the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh.

The three of them looked at each other dumbfounded, slowly lowered their heads, and their sights were blood-red and meandering.

The dagger was stuck deep in Yi Nian's chest.

"Ah......" An Hongruo was flustered, holding the dagger and pulling it out.

"Don't!" Yi Shui stepped forward, but he only had time to meet the warm blood gushing out.

The dagger was pulled out, and the huge terrible blood hole in his chest flowed blood, staining the once snow-white monk's robe.

"One thought...... Yi Shuiyao reached out and hugged his body that had slipped down, tears hit his face, raised his head and shouted outside: "Someone!" Come!! ”

"Little monk...... It's okay......" Yinian's face turned pale, but he still tried to smile.

An Hongruo threw down the knife and squatted on the ground holding his head: "Why...... Why did the prince die? ”

"This incident made me sad, even desperate, more than anything else...... What's the point of me dragging this broken body? What's the point of being alive?! ”

Hysterical, howling and crying. An Hongruo seemed to collapse in an instant, pointed at Yi Shuiyao and asked, "Why don't you go with him?" The prince loves you so much...... Why don't you stay with him?! ”

"Yes, the damned one is me." Yi Shui couldn't cry, grabbed Yinian's shoulder tightly, and said, "Why did you stop her?" I am the one who will die by the sword! ”

Yi Nian's warm eyes embraced her, with infinite affection, and said: "I hope you live, live with a smile......"

Yi Shui's eyes were full of tears, he shook his head vigorously, and said, "I don't want to live anymore, a thought, I am so painful, I am so painful!" ”

Murong Chonghao is dead, An Meiren has become like this, and now he still has a thought, why did everything become like this?

"I ...... cough cough ......" opened his mouth, coughed lightly at a thought, and more thick blood came out of his chest with a shock, and Yi Shuiyao's hand couldn't cover it.

"Oh my God...... No...... Someone! Help me! Come! Yi Shui screamed loudly.

An Hongruo stood up suddenly, and looked at him condescendingly: "Idiot." ”

Yi Nian smiled bitterly, but his eyes were still looking at Yi Shuiyao, and said, "Don't cry......"

"You're going to die, I'm going to turn myself in." An Hongruo suddenly smiled and glanced back at Murong Chonghao in the ice coffin, "I'll go find him." ”

Then he turned around and went out, without looking back.

"Why is this happening...... Woo woo woo ......" Yi Shuimiao couldn't rest assured of her, but she couldn't let go of her thoughts, so she could only cry bitterly: "You don't want to die...... You're a master...... One thought......"

Yi Nian's face became more and more bad, as if he was tired, and said softly: "...... I've broken my vows, and I'm not... It's the master......"

Yi Shuiyao didn't want to hear it, buried his head and cried bitterly, his heart was infinitely desperate, such a big wound was on the chest, how could the backward ancient times save people?

“…… Shui Miao...... her clear voice was still gentle, and it was the first time that Yi Nian called her name like this, "I like someone...... Ahem...... It's you ......."

What did he say? Yi Shui looked at his handsome face blankly and muttered, "You like me?" ”

Yi Yi nodded imperceptibly, he had no strength anymore, and it was extremely difficult to even maintain a smile. He didn't pass by here, but when he heard about Lord Wei, he hurried over, he was afraid that she would be sad.

It was a gesture of urgent worry," said the master...... I...... I didn't think about it......"

"Why? People like me ......" Yi Shuiyao turned his face away and burst into tears: "It's not worth it, I'm not worth it......"

"......" moved her fingers, as if she wanted to wipe away her tears, but she couldn't lift them.

"At first sight of the benefactor...... Mistakes for life. ”

When I close my eyes, it seems that I have returned to that ordinary twilight.

The water meets, the sunset afterglow, the monastery, the piano score, dancing.

The butterfly with its beautiful wings always broke into his dreams again and again, bringing her innocent and bright smile.

If he hadn't looked back at the first meeting, wouldn't everything have been different?

Thinking like this, there was a slight smile on his lips that he did not regret, closed his eyes, and did not look at the face he liked. (To be continued.) )