"Hmph, fuck off, I'm angry right now, I don't want to see you again until I figure out what you're doing wrong!" Ye Xuan snorted angrily and turned around and left, now that his heart knot was untied, she was still half angry. She also said why he was always ambiguous about what happened a year ago, it turned out that he was afraid that she would dislike him. She waited for him for more than a year, and her son was born for him, and it was unforgivable that he still doubted her like this!

"Xuan'er, your husband knows it's wrong, don't be angry!"

"......" ignore it and keep walking!

"Xuan'er, all the mistakes are the fault of your husband, if you are angry, the master and mother-in-law will worry about you!"

"......Hmph, my father and mother are worried, but he himself is not worried?" What a big badass!

"Big deal, wait until you go back in the evening, and you can do it for your husband?" Feng Tianmo is helpless, coaxing a woman is really a troublesome thing!

Ye Xuan's footsteps paused, and she walked faster! Ya, let her dispose of it, anyway, she was the one who was eaten and wiped clean in the end, is it wrong?

In this way, one by one, the chase between the peerless demon fairy and the Nine Heavens Fairy does not know when it will end! A certain woman only knows that this time, she must use this matter to establish a good family authority, and the husband must take care of it, so when to forgive him depends on her mood~

……

After the people were gone, the dim hut returned to a dead silence.

Ye Xiaoxiao collapsed on the side of the bed, he tried to struggle a few times, but he didn't have the strength to get up at all, and finally gave up and let himself lie on the cold ground.

Thinking of Yan Er's crazy and angry appearance just now, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he felt very satisfied.

has been with Yan'er for so many years, how could he not understand his character, the more angry he is, the more he cares about what he did to him at that time, even if Yan'er doesn't like him, it can make him remember him forever, which is enough for him!

If time could be repeated, if he could choose again, he would still do it, and he would not regret it.

However, if he could really do that, he would definitely not let him commit suicide, and he would not have made such a cruel result.

He knew that Yan'er must hate him to the core, and when he wanted to do that kind of thing to him, he was ready to let him hate himself for the rest of his life, but he never thought that he would rather die than let himself touch him. He suffers, why shouldn't he?

After Yan'er's death, he was white-headed overnight in grief, his eyes were blood-red, blood and tears fell, he was brutally killed, and the country was destroyed. He must find something to do for himself, otherwise he will always think of Yan'er, but even so, he can't wash away the pain and sins in his heart. He even thought that if Yan'er could survive, he would be willing to give him all his lifespan.

He himself is a person who has never believed in fate, he always thought that his fate was in his own hands, but for the sake of Yan'er, he actually believed what he never disdained to believe.

Life was passing at a pace that he could perceive himself, and in this moment, he deeply believed in fate. In this world, there are indeed gods and Buddhas, otherwise they would not have heard his prayers, and really brought Yan'er back to life, even if he died, there would be no regrets, God treated him well, and even let him see Yan'er again before he died, he really felt that he was already very happy.

Yan'er, I wish you happiness, I have done too many wrong things in this life, and I have hurt you so deeply, and I am not qualified to say that I love you anymore. If there is a next life, I still want to meet you again, I just hope that fate will stop playing tricks on us, I will be a man, you will be a woman, let me love you well and protect you!

Nightfall felt that his consciousness had slowly escaped his control, and his vision was blurry, and there had never been a moment when he felt so close to death. He is a big villain, he killed so many people, and almost killed Yan'er, even if he goes to hell, he will definitely be beaten into the eighteenth layer of hell and never be reborn!

He wasn't afraid of the eighteenth layer of hell, he was just worried that he would be locked up for too long, so when would he be able to reunite with his Yan'er?

With the last trace of strength, he reached out tremblingly and took out the red piece of cloth from the clothes on his chest, which he had taken from the dead Yan'er at that time, and this seemed to be the only object he could see and think about! Even if he dies, he must take this cloth away, there is still the smell of Yan'er's body on it, what if he drinks Meng Po soup and forgets the past after he dies?

The night remnants have been rebellious all their lives, and when they die, they will be afraid of many things, but these things are all inseparable from Feng Tianmo.

The old rickety old man was lying on the cold floor, he didn't know when he had lost his breath, and his body was gradually cold, but he looked as if he was not dead at all, just asleep, and the corners of his mouth gently pulled up a smile, as if he was dreaming well. It's just that on his chest, there is a red silk cloth lying quietly, and his cold and stiff hand is pressed tightly on the silk cloth.

……

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Seventh has gone!"

When his subordinates reported the news, Ye Chumo was standing in front of the window of the imperial study, looking at the fallen leaves of the ancient tree outside the window, and the cold rain began to beat down.

He slowly oozed out a hand and caught the raindrops, the rain fell on his fingertips, and at that moment it seemed to be cold into his heart, "It's late autumn, and it's going to be winter soon!" ”

He clearly heard the words of his subordinates, but he gave such an answer.

After a while, he withdrew his hand lightly, looking indescribably desolate and lonely. Now, he is really the only one left in this Fengqi Dynasty!

In fact, he has always known that Chu Ling is open-minded and chic by nature, and he is not a person who likes to be bound by the government and politics. Will one or two leave him? But he is an older brother, and he has a heavy guts on him, and all his interests and desires can only be weighed down by this burden. This is the greatest punishment for him......

That's it, Ye Chumo sighed.

The seventh brother is dead, and he can't bear to see him for the last time. Maybe he can also imagine that he should have walked very peacefully, no matter what, he also saw that person before he died, and it was a wish, and there was only so much he could do!

"My righteous brother is nameless, traced back to King Mingxian, and buried according to the prince's courtesy!"

After all, when that person was alive, he was notorious, even if he was given a seal, he must not mention his real name, otherwise the world will be in chaos, and the people will be furious, Ye Chumo can do this, it is already the limit!

"Yes!" The subordinate answered and went down to do things!

Ye Chumo looked out the window and continued to be in a daze, in this world, there is really cause and effect!