"Get up, don't sleep! At least... At least you have to tell me, where is the shallow, is it safe or not? I can't save you, I must save her! ”

Chifeng slanting rain, the long night, he carried Mrs. Su on his back and kept screaming as he walked.

It's almost crazy.

The body behind it gradually cooled and stiffened.

The autumn rain of cold fog added layers of frost to his heart, and the infinite and endless cold spread, freezing his limbs and cold his back.

Heaven and earth also seemed to be soaked in this cold frost, cold and gray.

The rain clouds also seemed to be stimulated by the cold, and the cold condensed into a ball, and the pale yin color shrank into a strong ink color. It's soaking wet, it's icy, it's cold.

The moon is still there, but it is gray.

He walked through the mountains, through the wilderness, through the official roads, through all the silence, and the false lost lamb was silent, and his eyes burst out with a ferocity like a wounded beast.

He began to cry silently, Su Qianruo was like a wandering spirit, following behind him, and the water in his body seemed to have turned into tears. But crying doesn't change anything, my heart is still as heavy as a boulder, and the grief is boundless, as if even if the tears are dry, it can't be relieved.

Su Qianruo watched him all the way and asked where his grandfather was going to be buried, and after receiving no response, he took it upon himself to carry him back to the Taifu Mansion.

But the ruins in front of you are just ruins.

The remnant of the wall is broken, the earth is collapsed, and the five steps are a pothole.

Wei Jingheng dug away the silt in the lotus pond with his bare hands, and continued to dig down. The broken stones and remnants were thrown away by him one by one, and he used his bloody hands to dig a coffin-shaped tomb for Mrs. Su.

He carefully soaked the corners of his torn clothes in the rain to wash his face, and then tore off all the clothes on his body. Pulled into thin strips one by one, wrapped around the lower half of Su Taifu's fleshless body, and then he re-stacked the broken stones he threw back one by one.

After filling it up, it continued to build up until it formed a hill-like bag. He sat by the tomb all day, from sunrise to sunset.

"Taifu. You knew that I wanted to marry Su Qianruo, but you hurriedly promised her to Yecheng Zhang Combing. I asked you, and you said that the emperor is ruthless. The palace is treacherous, I don't want Su Qianruo to live a happy life, and I don't want the Su family to have a knife hanging on their heads, so you will never marry her to anyone in Chang'an City. ”

"Taifu. I'm no longer the emperor's grandson. I don't want to stay in Chang'an City anymore, if I can find Su Qianruo and leave with her, can you agree to my original request? ”

"I will take care of her more than everyone else, even if I die, I will find her and protect her. You see. Zhang Shaoxing is your disciple, and Qian Ruo is your granddaughter. There is a difference between them. Or I'm the most suitable... The executioner in the courtyard was Uncle Ning's Qingning Military Captain and Hu Servant, you said, if I go to him to ask about Qianruo's whereabouts, can I ask? ”

"I'm going to look for it, and if I can find it, I'll take her away! Never go back to Chang'an, never let her know you're dead. ”

After Su Qianruo watched him turn around and leave, he tried to bite the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and smeared the blood on a stone in the small earthen bag like the last broken painting.

She used all her strength to write those big characters.

The tomb of Sunan Jin.

"Grandfather, you are so ruthless, it turns out that I am really the only one left in the Su family. But I'll live well, don't worry. ”

She chased after Wei Jingheng, the wind swept her long hair, the rain hit her face, and she couldn't feel the sadness of the wind and rain.

My heart has become ice, how can I still feel it.

Wei Jingheng stumbled to King Ning's mansion, and a man wearing a heavy sword and a pointed hat told him that King Ning had gone to Ruyi Fang.

Su Qianruo looked at the black-robed man who led the way, the dragon sheath.

"Wei Jingheng, don't go." She yelled to push the dragon sheath away, but was held back.

Wei Jingheng followed him into the Ruyi Fang and entered the quiet room. Zhang Sohang and King Ning were in the quiet room opposite, and after confirming Wei Jingheng's face, King Ning and Zhang Soxing left Ruyi Fang.

Su Qianruo heard King Ning say to Zhang Shaoxing: "The emperor is dead, the crown prince is dead, and the eldest grandson of the emperor is gone, so this king will be able to ascend the throne smoothly." Your Zhang family's soft tendon powder formula is unique, Zhang Qing has merit from the dragon, and after this king ascends the throne, he will marry Princess Qiu to you. ”

Zhang Shaoxing shook his head, "The Zhang family still has a medicine that is carefree, it was given to the ancestor by the former Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, I helped King Ning ascend the throne, and King Ning promised me not to take Su Qianruo's life again." I will feed her a carefree woman, she will forget everything that happened in this Chang'an City, and be a backhouse woman in peace. I don't know what His Royal Highness King Ning thinks? ”

King Ning pondered for a moment and agreed.

Ruyi Fang was splashed with tung oil up and down, and the dragon sheath ignited it in a dashing manner and flew away. Thousands of people in Ruyi Fang were burned to charcoal, and if they escaped the door, they would be killed by the black-clothed men who were guarding the surrounding area.

The fire continued to burn for a day and a night, and the official cannon workshop connected to Ruyifang was also ignited, and all the buildings and houses in the two blocks near Ruyikeng were razed to the ground.

Soon after, it was said that a figure had escaped from the burning flames, dressed in red, stepping on the remains of white bones, holding a silver sword, standing on black blood, which was the soul of the deceased who was unwilling to suffer, and slashed through the sky with a sword, which was very terrifying.

Su Qianruo also stayed in the fire for a day and a night, watching Wei Jingheng lose too much blood and faint weakly on a chair in the far corner, and the fire burned him to charcoal.

Su Qianruo tried countless times, but he could no longer use the ability to break through the realm, so he could only watch him die like this.

Seven-year-old Mo was a step too late, hugged his corpse and cried for a day before breaking through the air.

Finding her and protecting him is his obsession. An obsession that has not been completed until death.

The thoughts gradually closed, and the weight was felt on the body again.

Su Qianruo directly stretched out his arms this time, hugged Wei Jingheng tightly, and said silently: "Wei Jingheng, you have found me and protected me, you can take back your obsession, don't think about me anymore." I don't want your soul to be gone, I hope you can be reincarnated with peace of mind, and you can live happily ever after! ”

Wei Jingheng smirked, "Su Qianruo, Su Qianruo, I haven't told you yet, I..." He lowered his head again and looked at his body, which was full of holes and light, but there was no blood. His words came to an abrupt end.

"I'm a little bit handsome again!" He seemed to realize his state, and changed the subject stiffly.

Su Qianruo cried and laughed, looking at him with watery eyes, "Yes, I saw it, much more handsome than when I was a child when I broke into my sedan chair, you are the second most handsome of all the men I have ever seen." (To be continued.) )