Yang Guang slowly forced Ruyue into a corner, his mind at the moment was full of scenes of Liu Yu's blood leaving a river, he kept telling himself over and over again: Ruyue, I am the murderer who will help you kill your mother with your own hands - he held the torch in his hand, and Ruyue's face was so pale: "What this king wants to do never needs to be explained, this king just wants to listen to your answer, if you don't agree, he can be regarded as a generation of heroes, and it is not an exaggeration to bury so many people——"

"You-" Ruyue inexplicably rose a cold air from the soles of her feet, a little sweat oozed from her forehead, and her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, "Do you have to force me like this?" Second brother—"

"This king never pushes people." Yang Guang put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was even more angry when he saw Ruyue defending the person who killed her mother for no reason, "This king said that anyone in the world can die, except for you, let's go, don't let the hero in your heart wait." He said, folded his sleeves and was about to leave, but was pulled by Ruyue.

Ruyue's lips had been bitten by herself, full of blood, her face was stained with blood, the beads on her head had already been scattered, and even her clothes were torn between pulling, and the whole person was embarrassed: "Will you regret it?" He didn't look back, nor did he respond, he made a gesture to continue moving forward, but Ruyue continued to pull him: "Deal." Ruyue raised her head to look at Yang Guang, Yang Guang was still expressionless, he paused, without any explanation, and continued to walk forward, Ruyue was not cold when she was pressed by the soldiers, the night was so bleak, she could only accept her fate and close her eyes, she never thought of killing anyone, even if Queen Dugu, Ruyue never thought of hurting her even if she was against her in a thousand ways, she would never have imagined that the blood on her hands for the first time was actually her father's - when she arrived at Daxing Palace, close to the China Palace, the house was brightly lit, and the surroundings had long been surrounded by soldiersIn a trance, Ruyue actually saw her third sister, and she looked at her in disbelief: "How are you-"

Ruhua is still wearing heavy makeup, rouge incense, she is wearing a royal blue fringed skirt, and she wears a golden hairpin inlaid with night pearls, shining in the dark night: "Isn't it, this person goes to a high place, and the water flows to a low place, does this palace still have to rely on that old immortal who can't find a way back for himself?" ”

Yang Guang only took Ruyue, ordered everyone to guard at the door, pushed away the fir trees, and the palace maids in the house were prostrate on the ground, and the light gauze-like palace clothes were already soaked, and even the makeup was spent. Yang Guang waved his hand, and they left as if fleeing for their lives, and they couldn't even care about the proper posture.

Ruyue's father sat at the desk, lit an oil lamp, a bright yellow nightgown, a golden hoop, a white beard, and closed his eyes. Ruyue walked over lightly and knelt in front of him: "The tea is cold, let Ruyue pour tea for her father again." ”

There is a hot breath rising, the fragrance of tea slowly spreads in the house, Ruyue can't help but reach out to touch her father's aging face, any ** can never dream of it, the one that makes the Hu people frightened, the one who dominates the battlefield and the hero, the hero who once called for wind and rain, the twilight of his life is so sad. She suddenly felt a little sad: "Father-"

The emperor slowly opened his eyes, looking at this daughter she loved all her life, her face was full of tears, and his cloudy eyes finally had some light: "How can the children of the royal family cry easily?" ”

He turned to Yang Guang again: "I really don't understand, you can obviously wait for me to return to the west and ascend to the throne in the name of righteousness, why bother to manage a mutiny?" ”

"Because I'm going to embarrass your death." Yang Guang approached him step by step and met his gaze without the slightest fear, "I want future generations to know how your reputation has been ruined, and I want future generations to scold you——"

As he spoke, he handed the sword in his hand to Ruyue: "This king needs to ascend the throne tomorrow, if you miss my good day, the previous transaction will be countless." ”

Ruyue lowered her head, the blade of the sword clearly reflected her face, her hands trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Xiao Yue, you want to kill your father?" Her father's eyes were full of disbelief.

Ruyue supported herself with a sword and stood up, and she couldn't find her center of gravity when she walked: "Yes, Ruyue wants to kill her father-" Ruyue's tears fell on the blade of the sword one by one, and her whole body began to tremble violently, she desperately forced herself to calm down, but she didn't even hold the sword steadily, her hands, her arms, and her body didn't seem to belong to her—"You never dreamed that the last thing would actually die at the hands of your favorite daughter-" Yang Guang clasped his hands around his chest, and his voice did not carry the slightest warmth.

The emperor began to laugh loudly, laughing loudly, Ruyue finally couldn't bear it, threw the sword on the ground, knelt in front of Yang Guang, and pulled the corner of his clothes: "Let go of my father, I beg you, let him go-Ruyue is willing to be a slave for the rest of her life, and the second brother who is only waiting is satisfied——"

Yang Guang leaned down: "Then I'll kill all the people in the world to bury him, okay?" ”

Ruyue raised her head to meet his fierce gaze, there was a morbid satisfaction in his gaze, she finally understood that Yang Guang had lost her heart, she turned her head to look at her father's old face, he actually smiled at her, beckoned to Ruyue, Ruyue staggered over, hugging him.

"It turns out that my life can save so many people, and it's worth it." The emperor handed the sword to Ruyue. Gently patted Ruyue's hand, "Probably Xiaoyue is the only one in the world who is so willing to let me die." ”

Ruyue shook her head desperately: "But there is no such reason in the world as a daughter killing her father, Ruyue can't do it-"

"Ah Mi, I only hope that you will treat my people well, and if you go too far, one day you will end up like me."

The emperor held Ruyue's sword blade with both hands, and a little tear flashed in his eyes, "I'm sorry." Moon. The corners of his mouth actually raised slightly, without any regrets, this long life was finally exhausted by me, and I could finally go and apologize to Liu Yudao - Ruyue's eardrums shook, and there was a salty liquid left in her mouth, instantly bitter like a bowl of Chinese medicine that had been boiled for a long time, she seemed to return to that day, Qingyang's inaudible voice: I'm sorry. I'm sorry - I'm sorry for what I'm going to be - I'm sorry that the mountains and rivers are long, and the water will flow forever, but you and I will be indefinite, and I can no longer accompany you unscrupulously - Father, you mean the same - the sword blade pierced through his body under the power of the emperor, and the luxurious dragon robe suddenly looked like a bewitching flower, how can a person have so much blood-finally- Ruyue's eyes were dark, and there was no longer any consciousness in his mind—Yang Guang knelt on the ground, he remembered that his father was also a hero in his heart, He tried to do everything to complete his requirements, but he was not as careful as he was now, and he sacrificed so many people, but in order to kill his father, he finally cried while holding the body of his father, who was still warm: "Father, died-"

Ruyue launched a high fever, in a coma for several days, she was in a coma for several days, in the early morning of the third day of her coma, with the rising sun, the sound of the chimes was distant and quiet, Daxing Palace from the China Hall to the side halls of all roads are lit up, the red satin carpet is spread all over every path, the maids and eunuchs are all red satin, the mighty stone lions in front of the palace are red silk, all the officials, princes and princes are dressed in formal clothes, in turn, Yang Guang is the dragon robe, there are eunuchs behind him to pick up the luxurious dragon robe, he step by step, in the chime, In the sound of cannons, past the maidservant, over the eunuch, over the minister, he put the Buddha through his life like this, from his ignorant memory, from his babbling, from the beginning of his reading and practicing swords with Yang Yong, from the first time he saw Liu Yu, he had no time to express his heart, he had not yet told the love, he wanted to give her a pearl flower, he wanted to ask her for a hug, he wanted to grow up quickly, all this ended with her resolute jump from the tower, since then she disappeared from the world, he fell into hell, His whole life has been living in revenge and conspiracy, as 10,000 people knelt down and shouted "Long live my emperor, long live, long live", the middle-aged new emperor actually heard the loneliness in his heart that no one could say sighing, he finally won the world, but without her.

And at this moment, Mu Qingyang is leading a horse in the frolicking street market of Qizhou Licheng, he doesn't know where he is going, he is dressed in a green shirt, holding a sword, and his few salutes are hung on the saddle, he purses his thin lips and looks preoccupied, the frolic of children, and the shouting of the store seem to have nothing to do with him.

"I was obviously fooled by you Central Plains people!" An arrogant shout unconsciously caught his attention, and the sound was obviously coming from the slave trade not far ahead. Wearing silver earrings and silver necklaces, a girl dressed in Tibetan clothes, her hands and feet were tied with iron chains and many others, the other slaves were all languid, obscene and scared, she was the only one, although her clothes were shabby, her face was dirty, her eyes were bright and huge, without a little impurity, she still had no fear at the moment and shouted: "Who is the slave?" You Central Plains people, I will go back and ask Daddy's iron cavalry to break through your city! ”

He didn't stop in his tracks, unbeknownst to him, this girl from the far frontier would be entangled with him for the rest of his life. And his mind at the moment was full of someone's smug expression on his little face, and there were bursts of colic in his heart, and he couldn't help but murmur: "Ruyue-"