As she stared at Xue Dingwei, Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and stared at her.

The rain wet the girl's green sideburns.

Sticking to her white cheeks, he felt the urge to pin the sideburns behind her ears.

It's itchy hands.

He slowly reached out and pinned the girl's sideburns behind her ears.

The slender fingertips touched her ears as if inadvertently......

Nan Baoyi said in a deep voice: "Second brother, what do you think?" ”

"It's white, it's tender, and it's soft."

Xiao Yi replied truthfully.

Nan Baoyi looked up at him incredulously.

I always feel that when she talks to Lord Quanchen, she often doesn't have the right head, so she can't collide with fierce sparks of thought.

She said solemnly: "I think that Xue Dingwei and the royal family of Wei Guo have committed crimes. However, they are not in a position to sanction each other. ”

On the Bai Road, the Empress Dowager was still insulting Xue Dingwei.

Schrödinger sneered: "I really love her, I am willing to burn the beacon fire for her, and I am willing to fight for her on the battlefield." Before she fell asleep, she told me not to kill again, so I didn't conquer for ten years! Our love is so heavy that you don't even understand it! ”

"Truly in love?"

Another lantern lit up in the night.

The rain was shiny.

Wei Jiannan carried the long knife on his back and walked slowly towards Bai Dao: "Governor Xue, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed." ”

Schrödingway stared at him.

After half a cup of tea, he had a gloomy face, "Wei Nan, I didn't expect you to be alive." ”

Wei Jiannan—or should I call him Wei Nan—smiled lightly.

His gaze fell on Schröding's arms

Chao Siwan thought about his wife for ten years, and slept there, not knowing life and death.

His eyes were slightly red.

He said in a deep voice: "Wei Ji, I never loved you at all. ”

"Nonsense!"

Xue Dingwei said sharply: "She bandaged my wounds, taught me to read and learn calligraphy, and told me not to kill again, Wei Ji cares about me!" She married you, just because of the family mission, she can't escape! ”

In the face of Schröding's hysteria, Wei Jiannan was very calm.

He said: "I grew up with Wei Ji, and when she was bullied in the palace, I helped her bully back. Even that wedding was what I asked the emperor for. And she told me that she had a friend, a soldier from Shu County, surnamed Xue, and she called him Brother Xue.

"When I was young, I thought that Brother Xue must be a very good and gentle person, so she would work tirelessly and often bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone to teach him to read and learn characters. I even encouraged her to have more contact with that big brother Xue.

"But ......"

Wei Nan suddenly laughed to himself.

The rain is dripping.

His face was dripping with water marks, but he didn't know if it was rain or his tears.

He took out half of the bronze mirror from his arms, and his posture was extremely cherished and heartfelt.

Ten years later, the bronze mirror is old, and the edges have been tinged patina.

"Xue Dingwei, that year you led the army to attack Shu County, before I went to the battlefield, Wei Ji took out the bronze mirror from our wedding and broke it in half, she and I each held half of it, and agreed that if the country was ruined and displaced in the future, even if I couldn't recognize Pets's face after many years, I could also recognize each other with this half of the bronze mirror......"

Schrödingwei stared at the bronze mirror.

The old face gradually panicked.

He clearly remembered that when he attacked the Weiguo Palace and found Wei Ji, she was holding half of the bronze mirror.

Now the bronze mirror is still well hidden in her arms.

Originally......

Is this a token of her recognition with Wei Nan?

So what is he?

He, Schröding, what is it?

Wei Nan walked towards Wei Ji step by step.

"Wei Ji ......"

He whispered the name of his beloved wife.

With trembling fingertips, he reached out to Wei Ji's face—

"Don't touch her!"

Schrödinger shouted angrily.

Wei Nan raised his blood-red eyes.

He took off the long knife he was carrying, "I've been looking for her for ten years, ten whole years!" Whoever dares to stop me tonight, I will kill him!" ”

The long knife swept out with a cold and cold glow!

Xue Dingwei hugged Wei Ji and quickly stepped back.

As soon as he stood still, he heard a mournful sigh from his arms.

Schrödinger bowed his head suddenly.

The sick and weak beauty is slowly opening her eyes.

The elegance of the moment is not like a healing illness, but more like a return to the light.

Wei Ji stood trembling on the ground.

She took out half of the bronze mirror from her bosom.

The rain wet her eyelashes, and in the light of the torches, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

She smiled gracefully at Wei Nan, raised her hand and shyly brushed her sideburns.

She held the bronze mirror in her hand and walked towards Wei Nan step by step.

Her skirt swayed, and despite her illness, she still managed to get out of her beautiful gait.

She looked at Wei Nan, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Ten years late, Wei Lang don't blame me......"

Wei Nan's tears rolled down in an instant.

He slowly stretched out his hand.

The broken half of the mirror in the hands of the two gradually put together a complete bronze mirror.

At the bottom of the bronze mirror, there are also carved pairs of mandarin ducks and lotus flowers.

There is even the word "Xi" that only exists at the time of the wedding.

He had groomed her in front of this bronze mirror, drawing her eyebrows.

When she was newly married, she shyly sketched the word "Xi" countless times, and waited for him to return home expectantly......

The eyes are facing each other.

Ten years, the country has been ruined, and things are wrong, but they have not changed the deep affection of reuniting.

Wei Ji smiled happily and contentedly.

Nan Baoyi grabbed Xiao Yi's arm, and was about to be moved to cry.

But at this moment-

A feathered arrow, piercing through the rain and the night!

The arrows were cold, and they sank straight into the back of Wei Ji's heart!

Blood oozed from the corners of her lips, and the woman's pale and thin hands shivered in the cold rain.

The half of the bronze mirror he was holding trembled and fell to the ground, breaking into countless pieces in the rain.

"Wei Ji ——!"

Wei Nan suddenly sharpened his sword

He stepped forward and hugged Wei Ji, but countless arrows were shooting at them all around!

In an instant, thousands of torches were lit in the rain.

All over the mountains, they were all standing with silent armies like stones!

Army Front.

The eunuchs of the West Factory held dark purple canopies to shield their overseers from the wind and rain.

Gu Chongshan sat on the circle chair, his long legs overlapping loosely.

The slender white fingers casually sketched the strings of the ebony huqin.

His lips were red and his teeth were white, and his long eyelashes were not curled, so that when he lowered his eyes, he completely obscured the expression in his pupils.

His thin lips lightly revealed: "Xue Dingwei secretly hid the remnants of the patriotic royal family, embezzled the treasury of the patriotic country, and intended to rebel." The governor came on the emperor's order to kill Xue Dingwei and the remnants of the country on the spot. ”

The words were silent and indifferent.

In the midst of the fighting and the sound of rain all over the mountains, he leisurely played the huqin.

Countless arrows were shot at Schrödingwei and the others.

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

The hand holding the lantern couldn't stop trembling, and she suddenly looked at Xiao Yi, "Gu Chongshan is crazy?!" ”

Wei Ji and Wei Nan waited for ten years to wait for each other, they hadn't done anything evil, why did they even kill them together?!

Through the fight and the rain curtain, Xiao Yi looked at Gu Chongshan from afar.

After a long time, he said lightly: "It's like this. ”

"But Uncle Wei—"

"Gone."

Xiao Yi urged.

Nan Baoyi was still stunned.

On the green bricks of Bai Dao, arrows shot through Uncle Wei and Wei Ji.

Covered in blood, he knelt in the rain full of shards of bronze mirrors, and held his wife who had been separated for ten years in his arms.

Their cheeks were close to each other, and they looked happy......

Seeing that she was motionless, Xiao Yi reached out and touched her face, "Even if Wei Nan is rescued from the battlefield now, he won't survive." Not to mention how many arrows he was hit in his body, the country was ruined in ten years, and the only thought that supported him to wander the world was Wei Ji. Now that Wei Ji is dead, he can't live alone. ”

Nan Baoyi knew that he had to be right.

But......

Witnessing the death of a stranger is not the same as witnessing the death of an acquaintance.

She remembered the first time she met Uncle Wei on the street, he was holding half a bronze mirror but not selling it for a thousand dollars.

She remembered drinking her daughter red with Uncle Wei under the moon, and he talked about the affection of his childhood sweetheart.

The so-called chivalrous courage and iron-clad tenderness are about a man like Uncle Wei, right?

Even if the country is ruined, he is still an iron-clad man.

He deserves respect!

Nan Baoyi rubbed her reddened eye circles.

Xiao Yi held her hand and carried her onto the horse.

Nan Baoyi looked back.

Through the Xiaoxiao rain curtain and the battle in the mountains, across the dying lover and the down-and-out royal family, through the broken war and warm blood, she looked at Gu Chongshan from afar.

The dark purple canopy fluttered in the mountain wind, and the flame of the palace lamp was extinguished.

The big eunuch with red lips and white teeth, his blue official robe was splashed by the rain, and he sat on the circle chair with a big sword, lowered his eyelashes, and still played the huqin casually.

The sound of the piano whimpered, like crying, like complaining, like resentment.

A song "Requiem", but I don't know whose soul it is.

seemed to feel something, and through the rain curtain, Gu Chongshan looked at it from afar.

The mountain rain is vast.

The girl on the horse, combed with delicate cloud buns, the pale pink skirt is like a blooming hibiscus flower, the pearl steps are swaying lightly at the corners of her forehead, her face is white and delicate, and her pupils are moist and clean, like the most beautiful red bean paste bag in the world.

The rain blurred his vision.

In a trance, it seems that there was also a girl sitting on Xiao Yi's horse.

It was vaguely the late autumn season in Shengjing City, she was dressed up delicately and delicately, the palace dress was grand and luxurious, but her face was broken and ugly, even the most luxurious rouge in the world could not hide her scars and paleness.

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