At this moment, Long Chen opened Situ Jinruo's prison door, and in an instant, the man was already standing in front of Long Chen.

A gentle smile, "Jin Ruo was obviously burned out of his brain, now that Long Chen has taken him away, the emperor has no objection, right?" ”

Long Hui didn't answer, which was a default.

Long Chen didn't even look in the direction of Long Yu, he only leaned into a brocade robe and walked out of the prison door with Jinruo.

Behind him is still Jinruo's reluctant eyes.

Long Yu froze in place, she couldn't tell what was in front of her.

These people, which one is true and which one is false.

And Long Hui, what he will do in the next moment is the sadness and sadness that Long Yu will never forget.

"Take a long view." A cool sound pierced the dead silence in the cell.

Qinghe just stayed quietly in place, not saying a word.

She and Long Yu will see a shocking scene in this heavenly prison.

How cold and bitter.

"Jiujing ......" It turns out that he has been imprisoned not far from Long Yu's cell.

But he never found out, and he never spoke.

When he brought it out, his head was lowered, his shoulder-length hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his face was iron and cold.

He didn't look at himself anymore, but said indifferently. "Your Majesty, Niangniang."

"You say, you're willing to trade your own life for hers, aren't you?" Long Hui said indifferently.

Long Yu was shocked in an instant.

She was afraid that what he was planning was beyond her imagination.

"Yes." Jiujing's words are cold, but they are still warm.

His body was weak, as if a light wind could blow him to the ground, and he was no longer the majestic imperial guard he had been.

At this moment, he is just a poor person who has to do one thing for his beloved woman even if he dies.

At this moment, we are all humble people who love outright.

"No!" Long Yu turned around, blocking Jiujing, whose face was covered in blood, behind her, and she protected him tightly.

Just as a blue face that is better than a friend.

Moved again affectionately cold, she was angry, she hated, "You like this are not my friends with Long Yu!" I don't want you to die for me, I don't want you to die for me! ”

His own life is his life, and the life of the child in his womb is his life, isn't Jiujing's life precious?

"Jiujing's life is like an ant, and it has long belonged to the emperor. Now that Jiujing can die for his mother, that is the value of Jiujing's life. His face was calm and indifferent, and Long Yu could even see his smile on his blood-colored cheeks.

So elegant.

Bloodthirsty and enchanting.

A brilliant lotus bloomed.

Long Yu sighed silently.

His blood is a silent and silent sacrifice. It is also an explanation to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and when she thought of this, she understood the meaning of Long Hui.

"Are you going to make Jiujing my substitute ghost?"

There is no attachment for a long time, and it is because of the child in the womb.

Long Yu didn't have anything to say, "Let go of Jiujing, you know that I don't belong to this era, so give me death!" ”

Just one death.

He couldn't imagine the hardship and bitterness in Long Yu's heart when he said this.

It's like she has become a cold palace, a lonely soul in this prison, and her purple eyes gradually dim silently, dimmed......

Fade away.

She closed her eyes, "Ask the emperor to give her death!" ”

Long Hui held the hilt of his sword in his hand and drew his sword out of its sheath.

The blue light flashed, and a sword was about to pierce Long Yu's heart......

"Uh......"

He felt a pain, and turned around again, only to see Jiujing blocking in front of Long Yu.

A pool of blood fell to the ground, and the city was desolate.

"No......" Long Yu hugged Jiujing, who was covered in blood, she wanted to cry, but the corners of her mouth hooked up the most charming smile.

"Why? Why! "The spreading scarlet flowed like snakes that twisted and wound on the floor of the prison.

Desolate, shocking scarlet.

She wanted to step back, but she hugged the cold Jiujing's body tighter.

wanted to give him a trace of warmth, but saw his dark eyes as black as ink fade little by little.

"Kill me, kill me!" She almost went mad and lost her mind, and straightened towards the blood-forged blade.

Stab to -

When Vermilion stained a white dress, she seemed to hear a song in her ears.

Only in the heart, I have remembered whose name is engraved for eternity.

The jade bone ice heart was only cold, and she let go of the arms that were holding Jiujing tightly, but fell on top of another cold body.

"Hold Me Tight......"

I don't know if it's the sound of Miao Miaoqin, the warmth given by Yingrong; It's still a few times in the desert, and the warmth given by Yiyan; Or who else will cherish her in the meager years to come, and leave a few wrongs and wrongs for her to survive.

Why is it sad to part, this question wants to ask the sky.

The eyes that were locked deep and could not be opened, only full of arrogance, hugged her cold and full of arms. His gratuitous silence disturbed the blue of a pool.

"Don't leave the pavilion, don't pass on the imperial doctor soon!"

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to the past.

trembling and looking at the three points of spring, a few clutches back and forth. provoked her several times of smoke and rain for a long time, "Am I dead?" ”

"Don't say that, I don't!"

The mood of the people in the song is far away from the building, like Qionglou Yuyu, which can no longer be traced.

So it can only be a comfort, she just thinks so, and she only dares to think so.

Who whispered and said, "You are not allowed to die, at least not before me." I haven't accompanied you enough to see the jasmine of the mountains and rivers, and I haven't tortured you slowly, how can you break your promise to you? ”

He was dressed in a purple-gold robe, but the words between the lines were still as gentle as jade, which made Long Yu look at him.

"Finally, don't torture me anymore......" She was so tired that she only felt that the wound in her heart was impartial. Finally, the repayment has been fully repaid......"

Imperceptibly, the color of the ink changes suddenly.

A manic sound, a burst of rage.

"If you can't save her, you don't have to live!"

With a wave of the purple sleeves, several plates of Qiongyu porcelain fell and shattered.

In the afterglow of her pale purple eyes, her heart has not been shallowly put down.

Why didn't death let her leave quietly? She is obviously very quiet, and she never wants to hurt others because of her own involvement.

That's why you can always let yourself stay by your side, she is unwilling, she is unwilling, she is unwilling......

In the midst of love, flowers, poison and despair, who has ever kissed like a dream?

She is drunk and lying, who has ever stretched a folding fan to hug her full of arms?

The city is full of jasmine and unbearable, who has ever entered the world in a hurry?

"You have to wake up, or you'll never pay me back."

"Only when you wake up, there are still thousands of floating debts to be repaid in three lives and three lives."

I can't see through who cast the demons in my heart.

She was only unconscious, and no longer had the courage to open her eyes or the slightest trace of weakness.