In this world, some people may be killed with a single sword. And some people's lives are really hard. Park Yongyeol, who was born in the Goryeo tribe outside the East China Sea, miraculously survived the Chang'an Rebellion.

Chang'an is quiet and the sun is dappled. Shining on people's bodies and faces, it is warm and sleepy. Park Yongyeol opened his eyes, felt his thirst terrible, looked around, and for a moment his consciousness was in a trance, not knowing where he was. After a while, the numbness and pain in his body finally made him gradually recover, and those images of swords and swords and blood flashed in front of him, as if they had just happened.

When Park Yongyeol tried to struggle to get up, he found that his whole body was wrapped in thick gauze, and it was difficult to move. And because of his activities, he touched the wounds on his body, and the severe pain hit, even he, who was good at forbearance, couldn't help but exhale in pain.

The white clothes are still the same white clothes, but they are no longer the original white clothes. Thinking of the fragmented remnants of his memories, he glanced at them with an expressionless face, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain. He heard the sound of small footsteps, and he closed his eyes again.

Someone gently opened the door and walked in. It seemed to be carrying something in his hand, and he put it on the desk with a ding-dong knock. It sounds like bottles and cans. The movements were subtle and gentle, apparently for fear of disturbing the person who was quietly recuperating.

Park Yongyeol didn't pay attention to who came. In that case, since he was not dead, he was able to be healed. Obviously, the rebellion should have been put down. This is an instinct on his part, and it is a natural inference based on his own environment.

He opened his eyes just now, although it was only a quick glance, he had already roughly understood that the place where he was lying and recuperating from his injuries should be a warm pavilion in Weiyang Palace. Having been a guard in this palace for many years, he was naturally familiar with this unique royal atmosphere.

It's just that all this has nothing to do with him. Now his heart is full of discouragement and pain. When the eagle soaring in the nine heavens has its wings broken, and when the tiger loses its claws, it is absolutely impossible to survive again. This proud Goryeo man will never allow his supreme dignity to be insulted by time from now on.

Park Yongyeol's heart was churning, and he was thinking nonsense with his eyes closed. There was a faint fragrance in his nose, and the person who had just come in walked to his couch, and there was a moment of silence, as if he was watching something. Then he sighed softly, bent down, and a pair of soft, slightly cool hands began to slowly untie the bandages on his body.

Park Yongyeol suffered multiple injuries all over his body, and even the right half of his face was blocked behind the gauze. The faint pain on his face made him understand that the wound was deep. He vaguely remembered that when the life and death struggle was at the gate of Jianzhang Palace, a knife once slashed here. That extremely handsome face, without asking, has been ruined in this edge...... Thinking of this made him lose the courage to live.

The hands, which were clearly girl's, first untied the bandage on his chest. The wounds are shocking, you don't need to feel it, you just look at it and feel your heart beating. It's just that maybe she's used to seeing it these days, and it's no longer the same scared and crying as when she first came to take care of him. A pair of hands very skillfully gently wipe, disinfect, reapply, and then replace with a new one

Clean gauze is bandaged as it was. The old gauze that had been removed after the dressing change was covered with blood, and she didn't dislike it at all, and put them aside with her own hands. Wait until the wound on the upper body is treated. She reached out and continued to unravel the man's abdomen and below, where there were several wounds on his lower abdomen and thighs, which were also deep and bone-deep.

On an autumn afternoon, the sun is warm. The wind swept through the bare skin, the pain of those wounds digging deep into the marrow. A woman dressed in palace makeup with her cuffs rolled up is carefully changing the dressing for her wound. Since she was a child, she has never served others with her noble status, but in the past few days, she has willingly stayed here and done these things that should have been done by palace maids and medical officials. If someone outside the palace saw this scene, they would definitely be surprised.

"Don't move! Leave that alone...... You go out. ”

When a cold voice sounded. Princess Yunxi's hand stiffened and stopped moving. She didn't understand the meaning of these words for a moment, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. Seeing that the injured man had opened his eyes, she said happily.

"Ahh You, you're awake...... That's great! ”

After saying this, as far as her eyes could see, as if she suddenly realized something, her white jade-like face turned red, and the hand that touched the man's skin was as if it was burned by fire, and she quickly took it back. In the past few days, she has asked for the consent of her mother and brother to take care of Park Yongyeol, who is injured and unconscious, here. Although the man's body had been seen several times during the dressing change, it was when he was unconscious, and there was no outsider. Now that the other party has sobered up, when she thinks of some of the inconveniences, Princess Yunxi's heart is pounding, and her face is becoming more and more red.

However, he didn't expect that Park Yongyeol, who opened his eyes, seemed to have never known this little princess of Jianzhang Palace. There was not a trace of expression on his face, and his gaze was cold and indifferent. There was no gratitude to the princess for her care, and there was no embarrassment in the slightest. He didn't even look at her, he just stared coldly at the light coming in through the window, and repeated it again.

"I'll let you out! Deaf and don't hear? ”

The voice of this sentence was very loud, and Princess Yunxi, who was close at hand, heard it clearly. The look of surprise on her face vanished, and she suddenly turned a little pale. She grew up so big in this palace, she can be described as a thousand pets, and she grew up in the palm of her hand. Whether it is the queen mother, the emperor's brother, and Sister Suxi, they all spoil this youngest sister very much. Even my brother-in-law Yuan Zhao, if there are any delicious and fun things, I will first give them to this girl who goes to the house all day long to try them...... When has she ever been scolded like this?

"You—How can you be justified! Unreasonable! It's like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, and I don't know the hearts of good people...... Woooooo ”

Thinking of his hard work in the past few days, inexplicable grievances came to my heart. Princess Yunxi couldn't help crying. She pointed her finger at the indifferent wounded man, and was tempted to scold him with the most vicious words. But these seem to be the words she knows, including the latter sentence that she heard her brother-in-law Yuan Zhao say before. But it happened to be used to scold people.

Park Yongyeol turned his head to the side and ignored her. Whatever happened on the outside, it had nothing to do with him. In this world, he has already repaid all the kindness that should be repaid. Now this broken body and life belonged to him alone. He didn't want to

If you cater to anyone again, you will not accept anyone's favor again...... Dust to dust, dust to dust! Since sooner or later we have to return, why should we be nostalgic for this earthly half?

Princess Yunxi finally couldn't stand his coldness and ran away crying. When the surroundings were quiet again, the scarred man let out a long sigh. He whispered to the departing back.

"Thank you...... I'm sorry! ”

An eagle with broken wings is still an eagle after all. His unruly heart has made the final choice for his life. If he is destined to be unable to fly in this life, then he must also use his last courage to discern the direction of his return. Beyond the East China Sea, there is a place where he was born...... If the soul can recognize the way back, I hope it will not get lost.

The black sword, glowing faintly in the light, was within his reach. The man wrapped in layers gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, stretched out his only arm, moved his body, and grabbed the knife that had made him famous with his hand.

The blood on it had been wiped clean, and the countless enemies who had lost their lives in this edge had already been scattered. Perhaps, if it is destined to drink blood again, it will be the blood of its owner!

"Goodbye...... Farewell! ”

Many unforgettable pictures flashed in his mind, Park Yongyeol smiled miserably, the sword crossed his neck, grievances and grievances, and they had nothing to do with it from now on!

People who want to die are not so easy to die. A hand reached from the side and grasped his wrist firmly. Someone said sternly in his ear.

"As a man, the knife is used to kill people, but it is not to teach you to kill yourself!"

Between the fingers, there are very few people in this world who can stop his will to commit suicide, but there are people who can do it. Park Yongyeol trembled all over, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, the sunlight was dazzling in the open doorway. I don't know why, this Goryeo man, who has never shed blood or tears, suddenly burst into tears and couldn't help himself.

"Brother-in-law! That's him...... He just scolded me and drove me away! Now I'm going to kill myself again...... It's infuriating! Hum! ”

Princess Yunxi, who walked in behind her, seemed to have found a huge support, the tears on her face had not dried, but her hands were on her waist, her mouth was cocked, and she looked at the person who had just made her angry, and she complained without fear.

"People who commit suicide in this world are the most cowardly manifestations...... Since you are not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of living? ”

Yuan Zhao nodded, signaling the princess who had regained her brutal nature to rest assured. Then he threw the knife aside and continued to talk as Park Yongyeol, who was crying in pain. He could certainly understand how a proud heart would react violently after being so badly damaged. It's just that there are some aspects that he can't do anything about. Although the magic medicine of the Holy Hand can save the life of the other party, it takes time and chance to restore the courage of a person who is desperate to live.

"Master, I have become a wasted person, is there any point in living?"

Park Yongyeol asked bitterly. If even this person who led him to the peak of the world can't give him a clear answer. Then he would really be completely hopeless.

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