Long Yu leaned down, a gentle look of kindness. "Lin'er, go home early, here...... Insecurity. ”

With that, Long Yu was about to leave. She couldn't stay outside longer, and the news of Yiyan without her in the past few days must have been in a hurry.

Before he got up, Lin'er's child grabbed the corner of the light yarn on the corner of the dragon's feather coat and asked suspiciously: "Sister, aren't you cold?" Why do you wear so little and so thin? It's going to attract bad guys! As he spoke, he took off his coat and draped it over Long Yu's shoulders, but it only covered half of his back. That's it! ”

Long Yu smiled and looked at the small coat draped over his shoulders and said thank you. "My name is Long Yu, goodbye!"

With that, Long Yu turned around and walked forward. When he turned around again, the child behind him had disappeared into the vast desert.

Long Yu smiled lightly, "It's so fast," so he tugged the little coat on his shoulder and continued to walk forward.

Before it was almost dark, she finally walked barefoot to the place where the Aya army was stationed. But the strange thing is that although she saw many corpses, troops, and supplies along the way, she was always unhindered.

When I returned to the camp, I saw Yi Yan dotting around the bookcase, frowning. Smiling, "Long Yu, you're back......"

So he fell to the ground.

Yi Yan saw that Jing Fei also ran to Long Yu, his face was pale, and he was bloodless in an instant. Just didn't speak, put the cloak on her body, hugged it and put Long Yu on the bed.

The bed was filled with the smell of decoction, still the familiar smell. Long Yu lay down very peacefully, she knew that he must have been thinking hard about how to meet the enemy every day these days, and the flower poison must attack his heart again. "I'm sorry......" Her delicate fingers gently touched his brow, smoothing out the frowning brow. I didn't bring your sword back. ”

He just took her in his arms again and squeezed her hard. "I'm sorry for you...... I can't give you a stable home......" A distressed sentence is worth a thousand words.

"No, where you are there is Long Yu's home. It's Chu Li's home...... Will you marry me again? Is it okay to marry Long Yu? Just tomorrow, okay? "I'm already in tatters, without full wings, and my whole body is broken and broken. But I want his warmth, his gentleness, shining on me, not being frozen even in the cold.

He looked at me, didn't answer for a moment, but pursed his mouth tightly. If you married Long Yu for the sake of planning and the world, then this time please marry her for love and the inability to escape!

Long Yu thought that Yi Yan should know about the fact that she was raised in the emperor's tent for four days and three nights, and she should know. Would he mind? Watching him slowly open his mouth, his eyes moistened before he could speak.

"Good...... Will it be okay in two days? Wait for me, two days...... We...... Start ...... again," and when he had said that, he could no longer say anything.

I thought that these were two broken and broken mandarin ducks, entangled and entangled in fate, and finally could not be separated after the liver and intestines were broken. However, this catastrophe, which is destined to be ruined, is destined to have only a heartbreaking beginning and no happy ending. Because jasmine is jasmine dragon feather! The dream is back, and only the oath of the yellow sand and the wind and the remnant sun is engraved on the reincarnation tablet of the third world.

Yi Yan naturally knew what Long Yu meant, and he was even more afraid of the city than her. Then he will not only lose his family, but also lose all his relatives, soldiers, and dragon feathers. However, what Long Yu can do is to face all the unknown tragedies that may come at any time with him, and be willing to live and die with him. She is still his bride, and she will always be, even on the day the city is broken, she can still dress him in red and be the jasmine bride in his life.

When Long Yu took the flower poison and wore a blood-colored skirt to go to a feast of the king of love and poison, she dyed the oath of the third world with the blood flowing on her arms, just to repay the jasmine love that quietly bloomed in the arrogance of the wind and sand, then the deep love of this life and the next life is enough. If there is a third life, Long Yu will break this oath, and never be with the down-and-out and kind scholar who guards a jasmine plant alone in the desert to shield her from the wind and sand, and then with the Yiyan in his dreams!

Since taking the flower poison and being unraveled by Long Hui's body, those memories that have been sealed for a long time are like bits and pieces impacting Long Yu's head, constantly awakening. Occasionally, she has been able to string together some memories of the past, even distant and untouchable ones!

In the past two days, reports of defeat have been reported frequently, and every time there is a war report, I can't bear to hear it again.

It wasn't until late in the evening that an alarm sounded from inside the tent. "The main force is breached! The Lord General Aye Sorang has been beheaded! With tears in his eyes, the soldier handed Aye Sorang's badge to Yi Yan.

Long Yu, who was listening as if he was suffocating, fell on the bookcase, Yi Yan took the badge in his hand, and just turned around and waved his arm to the soldier. "Stand down!"

Long Yu was silent as she looked at Yi Yan who was behind her, she knew that Brother Ah had a deep brotherly relationship with him. Although Aye Solang and he were not born to the same mother, they were like siblings and had a very human tacit understanding and faith. She walked slowly to the dresser, looking at the haggard face in the bronze mirror, no longer shining with the bright fireworks of the past. She depicted a painting of distant mountains and cinnabar lips, the painting is generally delicate and refined, and then wearing red makeup but very charming. For this century-old bloody catastrophe, she was like a ghost in troubled times, and she was pure in her eyes to Yiyan.

So he walked over and held Yiyan in his arms. "I know you hurt, I hurt more than you."

It's just that this condensed silence was like tears raining down in an instant.

"Look, I'm your bride again today!" She smiled happily, but she couldn't hide the swaying of tears. The woman in front of Yi Yan was covered in red makeup, but her blood was enchanting......

The person on the other side is the beloved, and this is the wedding day again. This situation is like yesterday!

Long Yu suddenly felt like the world was spinning like a catastrophe, and Yi Yan's face was reflected in her eyes. Such a real face, such a real scene, I am your bride!

Just as Long Yu was thinking about it and trying to piece together the fragments of memory in his mind, the Yi Yan beside him suddenly soared. Pushing the dragon feather aside with all his might, he roared loudly. "Get out! Get out! ”

"Don't! I'm your bride, is it poisonous again? I'm going to accompany you......" Long Yu stood up again and walked to Yi Yan's side, taking his hand bitterly, his eyes full of deep and desolate pleading.

The maid beside him grabbed Long Yu's arms and dragged her aside. She watched as Yi Yan slashed her index finger with the blade of her broken sword, transcribing the blood script on the paper word by word. She cried and begged, "Don't ...... Don't do that! ”

Yi Yan didn't pay any attention to it, and only read silently in his mouth as if he had cut off the air and dust, "Today, my son has broken his fingers and transcribed the book, and my mother has read An...... When my mother received this book, I was afraid that my son would already be the one who had already lost the army...... The son is not filial, and he has not been able to be a bridesmaid all the year round, and he has devoted himself to supporting ...... I also hope that my mother will remember the old days and take care of Chu Li...... After ten years of exile and three years of long-distance communication, he finally failed to escape from this incestuous love...... On the occasion of nostalgia, please bow again! ”

The blood book was swept away, and the words were engraved on Long Yu's heart like a knife!

She just knew that she was going to lose him again when she was newly married today. This inescapable reincarnation of fate!

Turning around, he smiled at Long Yu's crying as he struggled on the ground. "Remember what Yi Yan told you? All of this is my arrangement, I took advantage of you, the painting skin is like this, the Huanqin is like this, and the kiss is the same, but only Yiyan really wants to marry you as my bride today! But I'm going to lose you anyway! ”

"Nope! No...... You didn't fail me, if you don't want me to hate you forever, you let me face all the ...... with you" Long Yu fell to the ground and wept silently, and the maid beside her pulled her to not be able to move for half a minute.

Yi Yan took out the soldier card sandwiched in the military strategy on the bookcase, and spliced it with Aye Solang's soldier card just to form a Chu character! That's what he and Ayesorang carry with them, and if the badge is there, it's there, and if it's not, it's dead! The fog in his eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of mist, which could no longer be lifted. He turned his face and handed the badge to the guards beside him, but he faced Long Yu and said, "You take this spliced badge and this blood book, and go through the Langang village in the green forest to find a woman named Wuxue...... She'll take care of you......"

"No...... I don't want to go...... Yiyan, don't drive me away...... I'm going to stay with you! "The sound of sobbing is already stuck in the throat, and just one more word will spurt blood into the general loneliness and despair." I don't want any blood letters, don't give it to me, get out of here! Long Yu's voice became hoarse, and his blood was gushing with blood, and he shouted insults at the guards who handed over the blood book and the badge to the side.

The sound resounded throughout the battlefield, circling over the horses' tents for a long time......

Yi Yan turned his back to take a sharp sword, strangled it at his throat, turned around and glared at Long Yu, who was kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes, as if he was about to burst open. "Let's go! Let's go! ……”

The blade of the sword, trembling with rage, slashed along his white neck, and a stream of blood ran down his throat, leaving it on the sword and flowing down.

"Ah...... Yes...... No! … Don't..."

Every time the blade slashed through Aya's neck, the scarlet that flowed out made Long Yu's heart cut an inch of sharp pain unbearable. She trembled, fragile and hoarse...... It is no longer possible to resist his desperate protection and persistence!

"Take her away! ......" gave the order, and Long Yu was dragged out of the tent by two guards.

Long Yu fainted instantly, and he was no longer conscious.