Huitong Pass, standing between the north and the south dynasties, divides the Lintian Kingdom into two.

On the way back to the pupil pass, there are high mountains on both sides, and a wide official road in the middle, a carriage pulled by three horses gallops in the snow, the heavy curtain of the carriage is lifted by the oncoming cold wind, the man of Toyonai has his eyebrows tightly locked, his eyes are cold, and a handsome face with a heroic spirit is completely bloodless at the moment. He pressed his chest tightly with one hand and the armrest on the board with the other to prevent himself from falling in the violent jolt, even though he was already weak from the wounds on his body.

The carriage was followed by a dozen horsemen, who kept waving their whips and whipping the horses under them in order to be faster. The guard Li Liang waved a whip, stepped forward and walked parallel to the carriage, through the curtain curtain of the carriage lifted by the wind, seeing that the body of the person in the carriage was shaking uncontrollably, he was very worried, and shouted loudly into the carriage: "Your Majesty, if you hold on for a while, you will soon reach the Huitong Pass." "As long as you enter the Huitong Pass, it is the boundary of the Northern Dynasty, and you are not afraid of them chasing you.

In the car, Zongzheng Wuzhi's lips were tightly closed, and he glanced at Li Liang with faint slanted eyes, indicating that he was fine. He has lived for more than 20 years, and he has experienced countless chases and killings, large and small, and has long been accustomed to it. Think about it, it seems a bit ironic that he used to be chased and killed by people who were young and had no power to be chased and killed, but now he is the emperor of a country, and he still needs to flee with peerless magical skills.

After a stick of incense, the towering city wall loomed in the snow and mist, Li Liang was overjoyed, and immediately shouted: "Your Majesty, Huitong Pass is ahead!" We're coming! ”

There was no joy on Zong Zheng's face, even if he was about to return to the pupil pass, he was afraid that the person behind him would also arrive. The winter nights are bone-chilling and the land is covered with snow.

Where the carriage had just passed, hundreds of horsemen galloped in, their hooves turning into mud and splashing in all directions, and the snow mist was like smoke. The man in the lead has a dark and bloodthirsty eye, a mixture of extreme anger and sadness in his heart. The cold wind and ice and snow slapped on his cold face, and the temperature of his skin became colder and colder.

Zong Zheng Wuwu stared at the front, and when the galloping carriage appeared in sight, he twisted his eyebrows, swung his whip fiercely, and the BMW under him galloped away like a fly, and the hundreds of people and horses behind him followed closely. As soon as he caught up, he quickly outflanked more than a dozen people and a carriage in front of him and besieged him.

The dozen or so men immediately tightened their reins, were on full alert, drew their swords and scattered around the carriage. With solemn faces, they protected the people in the car in the center.

Zongzheng's sharp and resentful gaze stared at the carriage, and that gaze seemed to be about to split the carriage and break the corpses of the people in the carriage. He lowered his voice and said coldly: "Fu Chip, today, it is difficult for you to fly with your wings. He still called him Fu Chip, and in his heart he didn't want to admit that this person was his brother who was related to him by blood.

Zongzheng Wuji's face in the carriage was as calm as ever, he glanced at the sword placed aside, and did not respond. It was Li Liang outside the car, with a sword and a horizontal sword, looking like he was sworn to protect the master, "As long as I Li Liang is here, you don't want to hurt a single hair of Your Majesty." Then he commanded the other guards: "Protect Your Majesty",

"Yes!" All the guards responded in unison, with expressions of death on their faces.

Zong Zheng sneered disdainfully, "Hmph! It's up to you? Bite off more than one can chew. After saying that, the phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, raised the sword in his hand, and pointed in the air, and his thin lips slowly spit out a word: "Kill!" ”

The BMW hissed, murderous.

In the cold winter night of the snow, the two sides fought for their lives, blood mist sprayed, and human lives were like mustard.

Swords clashed, sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of clanging pierced the eardrums.

Zong Zheng rode on horseback without worry, and the pool of blood that had time to coagulate in the future reflected his face, dyed a red of blood. He didn't look at the people who were fighting, and all he saw was the carriage. Just half an hour ago, when he was still receiving envoys from various countries, Leng Yan suddenly appeared, with a solemn expression, saying that he had something important to say.

He left the lobby and had just entered the door of Shangqi Garden, when Leng Yan knelt down behind him.

It must be a big deal to make Leng Yan so unbreathable, he turned around, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?" Leng Yan lowered his head, and his tone was unusually heavy, "Your Majesty, there is news from the Northern Dynasty, Madara," Speaking of this, he paused.

He waited for Leng Yan to pause and continue, but after half a sound, Leng Yan still stopped at that word, and there was no follow-up, which was unusual for a person who had not had mood swings for many years. The more he frowned, the more impatient he was, and he muttered, "What the hell is going on?" Say! ”

"The imperial mausoleum in the capital is an avalanche, and the mausoleum of the noble concubine is raised... Collapsed! "Leng Yan is definitely such a difficult time to report something like today, just because he has been with the emperor for too many years, and he knows too well what the emperor cares about most.

Zong Zhengwu's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly asked, "Who sent you this news?" Can it be accurate? Is it only my mother's mausoleum that collapsed, or did the entire imperial mausoleum collapse? Leng Yan said: "Only the concubine's mother's......

"Impossible! Even if the entire imperial mausoleum collapses, my mother's mausoleum will not collapse! Zong Zheng let out a deep sigh, his face was extremely ugly. My mother's mausoleum was only a decade old, and it was built using the finest materials, and it was much harder than any other mausoleum. It is impossible for only the mother's tomb to be destroyed when all the other mausoleums are intact, unless ,... Unless someone does it on purpose! He clenched his fists suddenly, forcibly held back the grief and anger rolling in his heart, gritted his teeth and asked, "Did their mother and son do it?" Leng Yan raised his head slightly, and his expression, which had always been like wood, also moved, "Empress Dowager Fu and the Northern Emperor said that the New Year is approaching, and they want to give you and the Emperor Taishang a big gift......

"Bang!" Without waiting for Leng Yan to speak, Zong Zheng was furious, and he couldn't control his always calm punch and smashed it on the thick pillar beside him, and suddenly, the pillar was sunk and cracked, shaking down countless green tiles, and shattering on the ground. And the flesh of his fist was covered in blood. How dare they touch his mother's mausoleum! In his life, the two women he loves the most have been repeatedly hurt by them, how can he tolerate it? Leng Yan's expression changed slightly, looked at the emperor, who had always been calm and self-controlled, and persuaded: "Please take care of the dragon's body!" It's just that these are enough to make the emperor angry, and the next ones, he doesn't know how to report them?

Zongzheng Wuwu tried his best to stabilize his emotions, and whenever he encountered something about his mother and Aman, he could always easily defeat him! Proud of his composure. After half a ring, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "My mother's body ......" He only said these words, looking directly at Leng Yan. Leng Yan replied: "Before the mausoleum collapsed, the concubine's widow was secretly transported. ”

Zong Zheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes were as sharp as ice blades, and he blurted out urgently, "Who did it?" Where was it shipped? Be...... Is it intact? "He wouldn't be foolish enough to think that someone would have great mercy and spare his mother's body if he destroyed the mausoleum.

Leng Yan's eyes flickered, and he was forced to have nowhere to hide by his fierce eyes. He didn't know how to tell the emperor about this news, and what kind of thing would the emperor do when he knew? The death of the concubine thirteen years ago has tormented the emperor for so many years, and now how should the emperor face such a cruel fact?

Seeing the hesitant look in his eyes, Zong Zhengwu's heart sank, and the bottomless ice pool submerged him, and he realized that it would not be a good result, but how bad was it?

"What the hell did they do with my mother's body?" Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Mother's body...... After being burned, the bones were reduced to ashes. Even though it was difficult, Leng Yan had finished speaking, and he lowered his head, waiting for a storm to come. However, after waiting for a long time, the expected wind and rain did not come. He looked up suspiciously, only to see the emperor's eyes red and bloodthirsty, staring at him in disbelief, as if he had told a big lie.

Breaking bones into ashes is the harshest punishment for the most heinous. And his mother is such a kind and beautiful woman. When I was alive, I suffered a heart-wrenching torment every day, and died so unbearably and tragically. After death, they will be dug up, and the bones will be destroyed. Zong Zheng stumbled a step without worry, and the huge grief invaded, and he couldn't bear it for a while.

It's his fault, it's all his fault!

Leng Yan shouted worriedly: "Your Majesty,... Please mourn the emperor! ”

Zong Zheng held on to the pillar without worry, standing firm, "Festival mourning? What he wanted was not to mourn, but to immediately enter the capital and cut Fu Kite's mother and son to vent his anger. The grief had made him lose his mind, his red eyes burst out with the flames of hatred, looked in the direction of the capital, and said word by word: "Let Lao Jiu prepare grain and grass, and the whole army of 100,000 come to meet." ”

Leng Yan was startled, and before he could receive his order, Zongzheng Wuwu had already turned around and strode towards the inner courtyard.

At this moment, his heart was full of anger and grief, and he could not vent it. When he entered the inner courtyard, there was no one in the house, and he asked the outside: "Where is the imperial concubine?" ”

A maid hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Your Majesty, my mother received a letter from an old man, saying that she was going out to meet the deceased." ”

Zongzheng was carefree and frowned, "Which old man?" Where to meet? "Aman has no acquaintances in this Yuzhou City, so where did he come from?

The maid's eyes flashed, "If you go back to the emperor, the slave doesn't know." ”

Zong Zheng waved his hand impatiently and motioned for her to stand down. He walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of herbal tea, drank it all in one gulp, and then dropped the cup heavily, and the porcelain cup fell to the ground with a crisp "pop". The people outside the door were startled, and they fell to the ground in a trembling manner.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates have something to report." A guard knelt outside the door to report.

Zong Zheng calmed down and breathed, "Come in." What's the matter? "There seems to be a lot going on today.

"Emperor Qiqi, my subordinates have just received a secret report that the Northern Emperor has come to Yuzhou City and lives in Xiangyue Inn.

Zong Zheng's worry-free eyes suddenly sharpened, his clenched fists burst out, he hooked his lips and smiled, very good, he was about to look for him, he actually sent it to the door himself! "Order two hundred centaurs, and follow me to Xiangyue to find them."

When he went out, he faintly noticed that this seemed to be very strange. Aman went out to meet the old man today, and it happened that Fu Chip arrived in Yuzhou City.

When he arrived at the Xiangyue Inn, there was no one left, and in the No. 1 room of Tianzi, he did not see the enemy he hated to the core, but met his beloved wife. The old man, this is her old man! His guess turned out to be right. At that moment, sadness, disappointment, grief, anger, doubt, fear, all kinds of emotions came flooding in, tormenting him to the point of madness. He couldn't care about other people's feelings, and he couldn't understand it with normal thinking, so he left the woman he had always loved and cared for on the tip of his heart, and chased his enemy by himself.

The battle on the battlefield continued, some people fell to the ground, and some people swung their knives and pounced.

The sword pierced through the intestines, and the hot blood mixed with the internal organs flowed to the ground, meandering and dissolving the flying snow that had fallen to the ground. A thick bloody breath wafted through the cold air, spreading endlessly.

The night, without stars and moon, splashed with ink-like colors, is extremely depressing.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the guards around the carriage fell, and no one was left standing. Li Liang, the only one who was still gasping for breath, fell in a pool of blood, his eyes were wide, full of despair and unwillingness, he looked at the Huitong Pass not far away, it was obviously in front of him, why couldn't he get by? The soldiers and generals guarding the pass are all waste, so close, can't they see the fight here? He looked in the direction of the carriage again, and muttered to himself, "Your Majesty,... Why ,...", why did you just refuse to listen to the advice of your subordinates and use that woman as a hostage? It's a pity that after all, I swallowed my last breath before I could finish speaking.

After the people brought by Zong Zheng Wuwu quickly dealt with the guards, they approached the carriage, and at the same time raised their swords and slashed horizontally, the body shattered, the frame scattered, and the carriage was immediately cut to pieces.

The person in the car was still sitting steadily, his face was very calm, he didn't seem to care about everything around him, he just looked at the man lying on the ground and didn't look at him, and his heart was sad. In his life, how many people have really treated him? He has changed countless personal guards back and forth, and this is the only one who is still worried about his life until he dies. "Li Liang, I remember you! If you can leave alive today, I will be kind to your family. He said this in his heart, and then, clenching the hilt of the sword in his hand, he stood up with his body propped up, even if there was only a dead end in front of him, he had to fight.

Zong Zheng Wuji slowly stepped off the board, and the man who was waiting to pierce his heart through his heart rode on horseback, looking at him condescendingly, and the hatred in his eyes seemed to burn his bones to nothing. His face was calm and fearless. Maybe the throne has been taken and the revenge has been avenged, even if he dies for his beloved today, there is nothing wrong with it. After all, the mother is still alive, and if she is stabbed, let the mother finish it herself.

Zong Zheng stood still, looking at Zong Zheng who was sitting on horseback, and said in a calm tone: "My life is here, you can take it." ”

Hundreds of people moved together, trying to snipe this person.

Zongzheng Wuwu suddenly raised his hand to stop it and ordered him to retreat. He rolled over and jumped off his horse, and walked forward with the sword in his hand, piercing through the blade of the sword, and striking a long gash in the ground, as if to split the heavens and the earth in half.

The cold wind hunts, blowing and whining in the ears. The dark clouds in the sky are scattered and scattered, and the snow is the size of a goose feather, swaying across the whole heaven and earth, boundless, with no end in sight.

There is no greater tragedy in the world than fratricide.

Man Yao watched from a distance and did not step forward. All the way from the horse galloping, the mind is turning. Zongzheng Wuwu was full of strong evil aura like a hell Yama, as if he was about to destroy the heavens and the earth, which was a side she had never seen before. She suddenly felt that perhaps there was another reason for his abnormality today, and that with her understanding of him, if it was only a mere misunderstanding, it should not have been like this. And the hatred between the two of them is too deep, so deep that no one is powerless to stop it, including God.

At a distance of one zhang, the two brothers pointed at each other with their swords, and their murderous aura increased greatly. Zong Zheng's worry-free sword condensed internal force, and when he swung it, a dazzling cold light appeared in the air, and his sword was already aimed at Zong Zheng's helpless chest, like lightning, and the momentum was swift and unparalleled.

Zong Zheng hurriedly swung his sword to block it, and the sword pierced his ears, and the momentum was huge. The strong sword qi and internal force shook the outsiders a hundred paces away. He used ten percent of his strength to block it with all his might, and it was just one move to divide the winner and loser. His injuries were already serious, and he lost too much blood, and it was taboo to use internal force at this time, and Zongzheng's sword used at least seventy percent of his strength, so Zongzheng's helpless body flew out like a kite with a broken line, hit the mountainside on one side, and bounced back to the ground.

This situation was beyond Zongzheng's expectations, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, his phoenix eyes were half-narrowed, and he sneered: "How did you become so poor? "Could it be that he is engaged in some kind of conspiracy?

When Zongzheng was helpless, his contempt only laughed at himself, and he raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't stop the bright red that still kept gushing out. The passage of life did not bring him despair and sorrow, he tied up the sword that fell beside him, supported himself, supported the ground with the sword, and stood up with difficulty. In front of the enemy, even if you die, you must die standing up! His eyes passed through countless people and horses, and he landed on the white woman riding on horseback not far away, and said with a desolate smile: "Rong Le, after I die, you... How long can you remember me? "One day? A year? Or for a lifetime? This is a question he really wants to know.

Zong Zheng's body shook without worry, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he suddenly wanted to know such an answer. If this person died in his hands for her, then will this person live in her heart forever? This possibility made his steps feel like they were nailed to the ground, unable to move forward. He paused, turned his head to look, in the wind and snow, the woman was white and scattered, her body was thin, and the wind puffed up her fox coat, as if she was about to sweep her away at any moment.

Her eyes were as silent as the night sky, and she pursed her lips, a question she wouldn't answer, and she couldn't answer.

After a moment of silence, only the cold sound of the cold wind and snow crashing past them. The wind passed through, but the cold stopped in my heart.

"Why don't you answer?" The person who asked this sentence was Zong Zheng Wuchen, who looked at the small plant she was holding in her arms, his eyes were cold and complicated.

Manyao tightened his grip on the reins, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and drove his horse forward. He jumped down when he came to the front, walked to a distance of five steps in front of Zongzheng Wuwu, looked straight into his eyes, his face was calm, and asked with a light sigh, "What do you want to hear from me?" ”

Zong Zheng looked away from her, his voice was cold and uneasy, "It's not that I think, but you want to." ”

He raised his lips and smiled bitterly, "I think? What do I think you don't know? I am just a lonely soul in this world..., if it weren't for you, my lonely soul would have been annihilated, and this world, except for you, has nothing worthy of my nostalgia. All I think is, if you live, I will live; When you die, I die. That's all! Her gaze was honest and unwavering, and the sadness in her eyes was so palpable. Is that enough? Her life is his, her body is his, and her heart is also his, what is he not worried about?

Zongzheng Wuwu and Zongzheng Wufu were shocked at the same time, she was so frank and direct. Zongzheng Wuwu didn't seem to be able to return to his senses all of a sudden, and he turned his eyes to look at the woman in front of him in a daze, but his eyes never warmed.

Zong Zheng Wucho suddenly laughed, and his smile was desolate and bleak, "I really hope that the sword in the inn is not stabbed by you." In this way, he couldn't hear her promise to Zongzheng without worrying about life and death, so even if he died, he wouldn't die so painfully, right? If he dies in her hands, maybe, he can still ,... in her heart Live a few more days.

Manyao pursed his lips when he listened, and with a sword in his hand, he turned around and walked towards Zongzheng Wuxuan. Zong Zheng looked at her without any hindrance.

His steps are slow, and every step is turning his heart into iron. There are some things that should be understood, and she should also be figured out, if the two of them are destined to live only one, then she doesn't have to choose at all. And Pu Chip, she doesn't want him to die because of her, but if his death is inevitable today, then it is better to let Wu Chip die in her hands than to let Wu Wu do it. She is just a concubine, a red face in the eyes of the world, no matter how ruthless she is, it has nothing to do with the overall situation. But worry-free is different, he is the emperor! In this world, there is always some benevolence, righteousness and morality, those superficial things, others can not care, but the emperor can't not care. Being an emperor is like this, many things can't help yourself, which is why Fu Chip was on the throne at the beginning, Lao Jiu was just under house arrest, and Zongzheng Xiaoren is still alive. The world is undecided, and the emperor can't give people the impression that the six relatives don't recognize the cruelty and unkindness, otherwise the people will turn their backs, kill Fu Chip, and how can the Empress Dowager Pu, who has extensive imperial power, be so easy to deal with? She looked at Zong Zheng Wuchou's difficult standing posture, and hid the pain with a smile and did nothing, as if she had nothing to do with her after suffering the pain of piercing her bones. Her heart was sour and inexplicable, she couldn't help but think that she had lived in her past life for more than 20 years, how many people had paid such sincerity to her? In addition to worry-free, I'm afraid there is only Fu Chip. Fate makes people, and they are powerless to fight against it. She turned her head, looked at the vast dark night, suppressed all the emotions in her heart, and her voice was cold and calm, "If you want, I can satisfy you and make up for it." This time, there will be no deviations. But don't expect me to be guilty for the rest of my life. ”

I don't know whether to tell others or to myself, after she finished speaking, she put the blood in her hand in front of him, and didn't look at him, "I don't need this thing, please take it back." ”

Zong Zheng looked at her side face twisted to the side, the eyes hidden by the slightly drooping eyelashes were an indifferent and detached expression, and behind that expression, there was always a trace of sadness that people couldn't touch. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the small plant handed to him, just to find this small plant, he put down the court that was not stable enough, and went to the border in person, and the war could be pacified in three months, but he spent more than half a year dispatching all the horses, at all costs, just for her three thousand white. After finding this thing, for more than three months, I don't know how much blood I sucked and how much vitality I hurt. It only takes time to recover if the body is injured, but it is difficult to make up for the injury of the vitality, if it was placed in the past, even if he received this sword, he would not be so vulnerable. But these, what's the use?

"Good. If taking back the blood can reduce the burden on your heart, then I will take it back. He tugged at the corners of his lips slightly, and his gentle smile was the same as the expression that accompanied him day and night before, but it couldn't hide the loneliness and sadness in his eyes. Since she is about to die, if you can do more for her, let's do more for her. He smiled and said in a light tone: "This thing is just to be found and played, if you don't want it, then throw it away." ”

He took the blood and threw out the thing that was once precious as life. The delicate ceramic flower pot is shattered into pieces, the rhizome of the vertebral is broken, and the red blood flows out, as if expressing a strong sadness for its unfortunate fate.

Man Yao only glanced at it, then raised his chin, unwilling to look again.

Zong Zheng Wucai smiled slightly and said, "Rong Le, let's do it." Death at your hands is my best destination. After that, he slowly closed his eyes and waited for his lover to pierce his heart. He has lived for twenty-two years, and everyone says that he is meticulous and calculated, but this time, he gave up his calculations, stopped planning, and only wanted to get out of hell and find a liberation.

Manyao opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky, inhaling slightly, and the snowflakes fell into her eyes, and the cold and cold feeling spread from her head to the soles of her feet. She closed her eyes, and the hand holding the sword slowly lifted up, and it was extremely heavy.

In the afternoon, I went to the hospital to follow the infusion, and by the way, I accompanied my mother-in-law for the holiday, and it was estimated that I would return very late, and tomorrow's update will be in the afternoon or evening. I wish you a happy Dragon Boat Festival!

Phoenix Nirvana, the soul of women