Seeing her smile and fall into the city, I would rather have blood stain this splendid mountain and river.

Qing Lan's eyebrows were so difficult and bitter, but she was never moved at all, and she regretted it for ten thousand years.

And the woman was already bitter and hateful, her eyes trembled and glared, and murderous intentions were everywhere.

The slightly trembling hands were raised high, she hated, she hated, she hated, but what could she do?

Long Hui closed his eyes suddenly, "If this palm is split, it can reduce the hatred and discomfort of the queen mother, and the emperor is willing to bear it." ”

Just waiting for that palm.

But he didn't wait.

The woman shuddered, and scarlet blood spurted into her mouth, staining her purple robe crimson.

"Queen Mother!"

Mi'er let out a desperate roar and fell to her knees in front of the bed.

Long Hui closed his eyes tightly and never opened them again.

He seemed to hold the slightly cool hands and said secretly. "I'm sorry ......"

But I have to hold back my grief and do what I have to do.

Long Hui had just stepped out of the Feng Pavilion, and Jiujing had already walked to the door of the Cold Palace.

He was supposed to be guarding in front of the palace today, but he couldn't settle down anymore. "Open the door."

The iron-colored cheeks were not gentle at all, and in his hand, the hilt of the Qing Miao Sword was clenched.

The heavy door was suddenly pushed open, and the rust had fallen in front of Long Yu.

She just moved a stool and sat quietly behind the door, waiting for the afternoon sun to refract through the iron-colored cold gap into the soft warmth of the sun.

Unexpectedly, the door was pushed open, and she was only purple, and her plain white shone into the man's pupils.

The ink is like lacquer, and it is a black piece.

The warmth and heaviness that can't be concealed.

"Come with me."

Without the slightest reason, he grabbed Long Yu's left hand. And under the iron-colored cold armor, the right hand has been drawn out of the sheath.

Long Yu seemed to know something, but he pressed the cold shoulder, and there was still a faint residual warmth of his palm on it.

The deep purple eyes were gentle and shallow, "Don't you want to wait any longer?" ”

The pitch-black pupils stared as if they were suffocating.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

When will it be longer? If she sits back and doesn't sit back any longer, will she just leave forever, and there is no point of recovery?

"The Queen Mother is dead, and Jiujing must take her mother to leave the place of right and wrong."

He gave Long Yu a lonely and cold turn, his side face was thin, and he carved the extreme coldness.

"Queen Mother...... Already dead? ”

Long Yu's purple eyes were shaky, and she still refused to believe this fact.

"No...... It won't ......," she comforted herself, her words already filled with the depth of despair.

If this is true, then where should I, the child in my womb, and Lin'er go?

As if grasping at the last straw, there was a faint light in his desperate eyes.

"I didn't do it, Queen Mother...... It's not because of me that ...... died."

She shook her head violently, as if she was pouring out her grievances.

"Jiujing knows, Jiujing believes that it was not the mother's doing."

"Nope! It's really not, not to believe, not to believe or not, but to ...... It's really not me......" Now she is just a frightened and frightened woman.

She's vulnerable, she's afraid, and she needs someone to warm her.

Who will sue her for a qiē will pass?

But the result is that every qiē will pass, but the result is that the queen mother died without proof, and no one will believe her.

What to do......

Jiujing drew his sword out of the sheath, but protected the dragon feather with one hand. "So, come with me."

He's going to take her away?

Long Yu looked at him, and for a moment, she was moved.

"Really? But Lin'er ...... What about Lin'er? "She only wants temporary peace now, for the sake of two lives.

The heavy door was pushed open in a trance.

A bright light stung the eyes of a man and a woman.

Jiujing blocked with the hilt of his sword with one hand, and he was not in a hurry to stop it, and a striding Ling Bo in front of him paced the woman behind him with one hand.

When he came to his senses, his eyes were full of crampedness.

"What a concubine, where are the Jiujing guards going to take my beloved concubine?" Long Hui had a smile in his eyes, but it seemed to be hidden in the shadow of a sword.

The slender nails in his palms stinged the skin, but his face was as if he was still watery.

It's useless to struggle.

Won't he let go of your hand and let you run away?

Not in this life.

Just when Jiujing hesitated, his cold eyes were blurry but indescribable.

A crisp and loud slap was thrown on the man's face, and the blue eyes stared deeply, caught off guard.

Slowly, he turned around with a long figure. "You ......"

The corners of his mouth were already oozing scarlet liquid, the color of the bewitching ye.

Long Yu looked straight at the angry hateful light, but he didn't have the slightest look of evasion.

"If you want to leave, why don't you take Lin'er with you?" He was bloodthirsty, and his cool teeth sucked the fishy sweetness at the corners of his mouth. "Lin'er and Concubine Ai are always affectionate."

This is a deep, deep irony.

But mixed with boundless resentment.

She was always sorry for him, "I will always take him away, I want to leave, and you can't stop him." ”

The words were full of emptiness and confusion, as if there was no trace of love in this earthly world, and she was going to leave.

With all that leaves you.

"Lonely, you can't always be alone." He smiled suddenly, and the corners of his mouth raised high in a bewitching arc.

Deep and shallow, it dazzled Long Yu's eyes.

"Your Majesty! Please let the mother go! Jiujing finally spoke, his hand holding down the cold hilt of the sword, but he could no longer pull out the blade.

With a plop, it rolled up the cold palace and dust.

But seeing that the dark eyes are deep, they are no longer high.

Long Yu was surprised, and a touch of color suddenly wiped out the ink color of the mountains and rivers. "Jiujing Guard! Don't ......"

Seeing him kneeling, Long Hui looked like he was staring at him, and the dried blood stains at the corners of his mouth were stained with bloody killing.

only said proudly, "Let her go?" ”

Immediately burst out laughing, "I heard you right? Jiujing's guards told me to let her go? Haha......"

"Why, if you want me to let me go?"

If you really need a reason, it's not for you to remind me. You have never been to the height of me, how can you understand the pain of my heart?

Qing Miao drew his sword out of its sheath, the sword was dumb, and the silver cold light flashed.

"Uh......" exhaled with a sullen breath, and his eyes were already dripping with blood.

"Don't!"

Long Yu looked at the kneeling on the ground, her chest full of scarlet liquid oozing, and she felt distressed for a long time. "It's all my fault...... Sorry ......"

She was just full of sorrow and discomfort, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

It's been heartbroken for a long time.

"Ask the emperor to spare the mother and son of the concubine, the minister...... I am willing to die for my mother. The words were heavy, but the corners of Jiujing's mouth were a smile of peace.

"You died for her? Hmph, joke! ”

Long Hui was not moved at all, "Then you will die!" ”

Looking at Jiu Jing kneeling on the ground, his deep blue pupils were already overflowing with scarlet Xiao Kill, and he couldn't suppress his anger anymore.