Today is the day of Qing Yao's wedding, and the palace is full of lights.

Feng Zerui didn't go, he stayed in the cold and deserted Chengchong Palace, drinking the bitter wine.

In fact, as an elder brother, he should go to congratulate him, and he also wanted to see what kind of face Qing Yao was wearing in a wedding dress. But he didn't dare to go, he was afraid of seeing Zhaoran, and he was even more afraid of seeing his father, because he didn't know if he hated his father.

Suddenly, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Lan Qing rushed in with a anxious face, and her tone was terrified, "Your Highness, the prince of Qiyang...... He was the opposite. ”

These words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Feng Zerui's originally muddy nerves suddenly became clear, and he crawled up from the ground with a roll, and his legs were a little weak.

He ran all the way to the Fengluan Palace, and saw Xi Qiyang standing in the main hall with a long sword in a dark robe, a group of black-pressed ironclad warriors holding spears surrounded him, and the red clothes in front of him were dazzling.

Feng Zerui forcefully pulled away the surrounding warriors and stood in front of Xiqiyang, he was a little in a trance, and he didn't dare to recognize him.

Is this the brother with whom he grew up? Is it the son of Qiyang who is as gentle as jade? Is it the boy who always has a smile on his eyebrows?

No, it's not, this person with murderous eyes and a frosty look doesn't look like Xi Qiyang.

Xiqi Yang looked at Feng Zerui who came over, couldn't help but soften his eyes, and called softly: "Zerui." ”

"Qiyang, what are you doing here? Who have you been instructed by? How could such a ridiculous thing be done. Feng Zerui's voice trembled and was filled with disbelief.

"No one directs me, I just want to live, I want to go home."

He wants to take his beloved home with him.

Feng Jin stood on top of the main hall and shouted with a gloomy face: "Ze Rui, quit." ”

Feng Zerui didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't move, Feng Jin was furious and ordered someone to drag Feng Zerui out.

Feng Zerui suddenly roared loudly, "Ask for your father's mercy, spare your life, and ask your father for your kindness." ”

He knelt on the ground, his head slammed into Xiqiyang's heart, one by one.

Feng Jin turned a deaf ear and waved his hand to order the soldiers to attack.

The spears of the soldiers were aimed at Xiqiyang's chest, and when they raised their hands and were about to stab out, they heard a crisp and loud voice like a silver bell, and said, "Stop me." ”

Everyone looked for prestige, only to see a stunning beauty, wearing a light purple tulle skirt, fluttering clothes, and a dagger against Emperor Fengjin's neck with cold eyes.

"Obviously." Feng Zerui was shocked, slumped on the ground, and lost his mind.

The endless events in the past few days have overwhelmed him and made him physically and mentally exhausted.

When Zhao Ran's cold eyes looked at Feng Zerui, she felt a little guilty and a little sad, and then she suppressed her emotions and said loudly: "If you don't want your dog emperor to die, let me get out of the way." ”

Seeing that everyone did not retreat, Zhao Ran couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands, and suddenly Feng Jin's white neck was a shocking red.

Empress Liang on the side suddenly lost her face, and roared angrily: "You group of dog slaves, don't get out of the way quickly, if Your Majesty makes a mistake, I want your life." ”

The ironclad warriors immediately collected their spears and retreated to the sides, still staring fiercely at Xiqiyang, ready to attack at any moment.

"Why? Why is that? Feng Zerui stared at Xiqi Yang with burning eyes and roared.

Why did Zhaoran come to him? Why did she somehow become a beautiful person? Why is she in league with Siqiyang? He was like a fool throughout, and if he let them play with him, he was a complete fool.

Feng Zerui burst into tears, he had left too many tears in the past few days, and he must have no tears to shed in the future.

Zhaoran looked at him, his eyes full of guilt.

It was indeed they who used Feng Zerui, and the Northwest Wolf assassinated them that day, which was arranged by Xiqiyang, and he pushed Zhaoran into Feng Zerui's arms, but he wanted to use him to enter the palace and get close to Emperor Tianxuan.

"Zerui, I'm sorry." Xiqiyang's voice was a little hoarse, after all, he was responsible for his brotherhood with Feng Zerui.

But how can a mere word of sorry erase the scarred pain in my heart.

Feng Zerui raised his head to the sky with tears and roared, tearing his heart and lungs, the kind of grief and earth were also shocked, the woman he loved lied to him, and the brother he grew up with was using him, how could he not be in pain.

"Xiqiyang, from now on, you and I will have no brotherhood, and when we meet on the battlefield, we don't have to show mercy to our subordinates." Feng Zerui's voice was cold and refreshing.

Xiqiyang sighed lightly, narrowed his eyes, and his face was overflowing with sadness.

Suddenly, he saw a touch of red clothes, and he rushed to Xiqi Yang with resolute steps, holding his sword-holding hand with both hands, and stabbed the blood-stained long sword in the abdomen.

Suddenly, the wedding dress became even redder, and for a while I couldn't tell which ones were blood and which ones were red.

Xiqi Yang looked at the woman in red who fell, her mouth open, her purple eyes widened, and she instantly seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, cold from the top of her head to her toes.

He wanted to call out Qing Yao's name, but he couldn't make any sound with his mouth open, his eyes were red with anger, but he didn't know how to react, and he was almost out of breath with great fear.

Feng Chengyi stepped forward with an arrow, grabbed the bride's waist, and held it in his arms, he knew that this was his bargaining chip, even if she died, she could threaten Xiqiyang.

Xiqiyang suddenly roared as if he was crazy, "Let go of her, I want you all to die." ”

He roared and lifted his sword and stabbed at Feng Chengyi, and between the lightning and flint, Feng Chengyi yelled: "Xiqiyang, it was you who killed Qing Yao, it was you who ruined all this, she will hate you for the rest of her life." ”

Every word turned into a sharp sword and pierced Xiqiyang's heart, and the long sword he stabbed out was retracted in mid-air, and as soon as he let go, the sword fell in response.

Xiqiyang's eyes were full of panic, and he wanted to go over and hug Qing Yao, wanting to lift her hijab and take another look at her.

But when it was too late, his feet couldn't move half a step, as if he was hanging a golden iron ball.

He was so powerful and murderous that he didn't dare to step forward.

She will hate you, for the rest of her life.

No, how can she hate me, she can't hate me.

Xiqiyang sat down on the ground, his eyes red.

Zhao Ran was terrified in his heart, and shouted: "Your Highness, don't forget the expectations of the people of the Western Barbarians, they are all waiting for you to go home. ”

As if he hadn't heard, he sat on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and a great grief overshadowed him.

Zhaoran was very anxious in her heart, if she continued like this, I was afraid that neither she nor His Highness would be able to leave today, but in the face of such a situation, she was helpless.

"Your Highness, let's go home." Zhaoran's face was haggard and his voice was hoarse.

Go home, yes, go home, Ximan is still waiting for him to go back, his father and queen mother, whom he hasn't seen for more than 20 years, are still waiting for him.

Go home! Go back to Ximan, start over, and when the time comes, you will definitely let the entire Tianxuan Kingdom be his Qingyao burial.

Zhaoran held Feng Jin hostage, and Xiqiyang came all the way to the city gate, outside the door was the way home, and there were thousands of troops and horses ready to attack behind them.

Zhaoran coerced Feng Chengyi to bring two horses over.

She turned her head and said to Xiqi, "Your Highness, you get on the horse first." ”

Xiqiyang turned over and got on the horse, as if he thought of something, and looked panicked and wanted to speak, but before the words came out, he saw Zhaoran slap the horse's buttocks, and the horse ran towards the city gate like a frightened person, Zhaoran smiled bitterly, and actually closed the heavy iron gate.

In the crack of the door, I saw a galloping horse, and the man turned around and roared: "Zhaoran." ”

Immediately, thousands of troops and horses rushed in, and thousands of arrows pierced the heart.

It didn't seem to hurt as much as he imagined, and he closed his eyes gently, with a smile on his face, as if he felt relieved.

Vaguely seemed to hear a very familiar voice, heart-rending shouting her name, then a warmth, she lay into a soft embrace, she wanted to see who it was, but she was too tired, her eyelids were heavy and couldn't open, it seemed to be the boy in a fancy suit, and it seemed that he had said that he didn't care what was right, he only cared about the pleasure of the two loves.

If there is an afterlife, it will live up to your lovesickness.

Xiqi walked out of the city gate and went straight to Ximan, but Emperor Fengjin had already laid a net on the road and vowed to take his life.

Seeing the approaching thousands of troops, Xiqiyang suddenly turned his horse's head and ran towards the cliff outside Fengjin City, and below the cliff was an abyss.

"Xiqiyang, you have no way to escape, it's better to be obediently captured, I can leave you a whole corpse!" Feng Chengyi rode on the horse and said in a loud voice.

Xiqi Yang was silent, smiled softly, and rode straight forward on his horse, his eyes were resolute, and he led the horse to the abyss.

No one in this world can determine his life or death, not even God, his life can only be decided by himself.

I saw the handsome boy smiling again, and he was talking about his hometown to the apricot-faced and peach-cheeked beauty.

He said: "Then you really want to go to Xiban to see, everyone says that the desert is desolate, and the yellow sand is all over the sky." As everyone knows, the desert is lonely, the sunset over the long river is also a very beautiful scene, the desert is boundless, if you ride a horse to gallop, you will feel that this world is vast, let yourself walk. ”

Will it snow in the desert, she thought? Should check it out.