Yuan Ke shot Xiao Yue's seven arrows, and the arrows hit Xiao Yue's position in the dream.

Xie Zhaorong was stunned by this shock, and when she saw the blood flowing from the corner of Xiao Yue's lips, her heart ached unbearably, she spit out a mouthful of blood on the placket of his clothes, tears surging down, and shouted heartbreakingly, "Your Majesty!" ”

Xiao Yue swallowed the blood that kept gushing out of his mouth with difficulty, and the corners of his mouth curved.

At this moment, her tears flowed for him, her heart blood vomited for him, she was sad for him, and that was enough.

Xie Zhaorong was heartbroken and struggled to get the rose blade from his waist.

She was sick for a few days, her wrists were so weak that she couldn't even pull out a dagger, she bit her lip, tears in her eyes, and only begged for death.

Xiao Yue held her hand and smiled dejectedly, "If you gain it by yourself, if you lose it, you can not hate it." ”

"Live well."

After saying that, he sighed and closed his eyes.

There is still arrogance between his eyebrows, but there is no warmth.

When I write this, I feel sad. The emperor of the ages, before and after his death, his merits and demerits have his own people's words, let him wake up in the emperor's hometown, drunk in Baiyun Township, and it is difficult to escape the world.

There are a few sentences that say that Emperor Zhaowu's life exploits, recorded here, and the reader groans.

Heroes have come out since ancient times, and Emperor Wu is listed in the first row. Just twenty vertical arch face south to the wind, north to March to drown the high king. Since the beginning of the foundation, the establishment of the country, the country, sit on the front, and try their best to the field. One hundred and ten thousand arrays, three or five thousand battles, full of arrows and clusters, covered with gold sores. After thousands of tiger fights and dragon battles, he lay on the battlefield and slept in the snow, spread the soil and reopened the territory, and led the enemy to break the enemy's iron clothes here, and the hundred and two mountains and rivers were palmed.

For the people's happy work, live at home, and for the farmers' happy ploughing on the ridges. From him to the king, the community is safe, the thieves are breathing, and the wolf smoke is quiet. The nine-layer spring dew is here, and the autumn frost on the temples is what star? The people celebrate every family, and the celebration is the people's security and Guotai, and the law is upright and the official is clear.

Ask if the heavens have not hung the stars, the residents have not been taught to be dangling, the three armies have not been taught to mourn, and only the arrows are full of arrows to go to the fairy town!

This Saga, beautiful mountains and green, this lake and waterfall are bright and blue, and these thousands of layers are like screens. The green mountains will only grind the present and the ancient, how can the green water wash right and wrong? A lifelong career, disintegrating Xingfei.

On October 14, Emperor Zhaowu died in Yunmengze, was hastily rolled up, and buried on the spot.

More than 100 soldiers wept bitterly, they carried swords in their hands, but they could not protect the king.

They would rather die than be captured, and die fighting to repay the country's kindness.

Barren smoke and vines, crows peck at people's intestines.

Emperor Zhaowu was extremely accurate in his life, and the only time he used the wrong person was to let the third son attack Yunling Pass, which caused him to die and cause people to sigh.

This was something he couldn't have imagined, and even Xiao Zhengzhi couldn't have imagined.

At this time, Xiao Zhengzhi was in the barracks, thin and out of shape, no longer as bright as before, with pain, anxiety, and enthusiasm in his eyes.

He attacked Yunling Pass for a few days, strategizing, calming down, and the mother concubine in Beijing came to make him shocked, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

The letter said that he was the widow of Emperor Gao.

He was in pain and in a dilemma, on the one hand, the aggressiveness of his mother, and on the other hand, the love of his father.

The prince held the evidence, as the concubine said, everyone in the East Palace had been afraid of him for a long time, and if the prince came to the court, he would not be able to die well. Even if the prince is benevolent on the surface, the people of the prince's faction have long regarded him as a thorn in his eye, a thorn in his flesh, and he wants to add to the crime, no matter what the trouble, they will always find an opportunity to hold him. At this time, he is protected by the saint, he is stable and fine, and one day the saint will go to the immortal, and he will not be able to protect himself.

Xinwei said, the Central Plains is empty, why not take this opportunity to lead the troops into the imperial capital in one fell swoop, and strike first.

At the end of the letter, he also said that if he did not see his beloved son in a hundred days, his mother would die with hatred.

He was shocked and frightened, and the six gods had no master.

Father loved him so much! How could he ignore the human deed!

At this moment, he could no longer be called the Holy Father.

For the first time, he searched for Emperor Gao in his mind, and he was like a number of treasures, as if the pearl suddenly became a thread, and it turned out that the mother had already imperceptibly engraved the king of the previous dynasty on his heart.

It turned out that he was the son of the previous dynasty.

It turned out that he had called his father's people for eighteen years, subverted his family, killed his flesh and blood brothers and relatives, and destroyed his family's temple.

He hesitated, stayed awake all night, his eyes were red, his beard was unkempt, he threw everything in the tent in a rage, swung his sword and slashed indiscriminately, and his chest was still depressed and painful.

Left and right reported to the emperor of the Northern Dynasty to invite the prince to see him, and he came to his senses and was surprised what Yuan Ke was looking for him to do.

Yuan Ke stood on the horse, heroic and cool. When young people meet, they go straight to the point.

Xiao Zhengzhi said coldly, Yuan Ke looked at him, raised his eyebrows and smiled, didn't the prince invite me to the tent to drink a cup of hot tea.

Xiao Zhengzhi was surprised, at the critical juncture of the battle between the two armies, Yuan Ke was not afraid of ambush and invited himself into the account, which was really heroic.

Admiration rose in his heart, and he pondered for a moment and said please.

Yuan Ke is coming this time, and there must be important matters.

Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, he spoke, Donggong has been looking at the prince for a long time, and the king of Linjiang is ruthless, and he will definitely fight for his brother Emperor Ye. I came this time, with 100,000 soldiers and horses, and 200,000 at Jiayunling Pass, occupying the terrain, I could take Pingjing Erzhou in a moment, but the soldiers were too victorious, and the lives were devastated, and I couldn't bear it. I want to ask the prince to take refuge for a few days, and Rong Zhen will go to Qiaoshan to welcome the concubine back to Beijing. I will not make any mistakes, pacify the two states, and follow the will of the world.

His words were sincere, his eyes were sincere, Xiao Zhengzhi stared at him for a moment, and Yuan Ke looked at him calmly.

Xiao Zhengzhi sneered, "If you are alone as a southern courtier, if you are let go, won't you bear a thousand years of infamy!" ”

Yuan Ke smiled, "Why don't you take this opportunity to establish a thousand years of wisdom." ”

Xiao Zheng was shocked, and then he understood what he was talking about, and got up angrily, "Everything is busy, don't leave Your Majesty!" ”

Yuan Ke didn't think it was upset, and continued to smile, "I went to Qiaoshan for only one person, if the prince needs help, I can clear the obstacles for the prince and block the news with my own hands." ”

Xiao Zhengzhi knew what the obstacle he was talking about was.

There was anger in his eyes, then hesitation, but in an instant, he was keenly captured by Yuan Ke.

Yuan Ke said, "I have asked Helan Xuexing to contain Xie Youyi, and Hu Yanchen to contain Chen Nanxing. The Central Plains of Nanzhao is empty, the prince may wish to say how long he needs to be contained, the prince will help me get my beloved, and I will help the prince to sit facing the south. ”

Yuan Ke looked like a very powerful city, how could he do such a loss-making deal?

Seeing Xiao Zhengzhi becoming more and more hesitant, Yuan Ke sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Don't hide it from the world, my country affairs are difficult, because of the sinicization of offending the nobles, the army, I have one-third of the command." In the face of last year's floods, this year's drought, no grain harvest, and a large number of troops, unless I don't want to sit on this throne. ”

"I really have no intention of fighting, so I lost the city and land. This time I came only for one person, and after getting her, I returned to Beijing. The prince will be the king in the future, and he will not want to raise an army, but only hope that the two countries will be harmonious, and there will be no more war. ”

Yuan Ke is really cunning, but people can't find a reason to refuse.

Xiao Zhengzhi thought twice, gritted his teeth and made a decision.

If he doesn't agree, Yuan Ke's army will come over, and he will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, and he promises that he will also be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Yuan Ke asked him to choose, but he didn't choose.

He comforted himself that it was not he who made the choice, it was the situation that forced him to do this.

In this world, Xiao Yue can sit, and he can sit!

He wants to restore the temple, and he hates before the snow!

He couldn't sit still, couldn't eat, and was groggy every day, almost driving himself crazy.

Sleepless all night, he got up and wandered outside the tent, the bonfire was lit, the fox was screaming, he was full of sorrow, and he couldn't help but whisper, the falling stars buried the distant trees, and the cold wind urged the night frost.

Southern Dynasty Shenggong style poems, he has always been glamorous and frivolous in his poems, and found that he was reciting such sad words, and his heart was greatly mourned.

Yuan Ke really kept his word, on November 5, the army squad division Yunling Pass, Xiao Zhengzhi learned the news, and tears fell from his eyes.

Yuan Ke really killed the person who had raised him for eighteen years!

He touched his cheek, looked at the stains on his fingertips, and didn't understand why he was crying.

In the next second, he wiped away his tears, picked up his horsewhip and ran out of the tent to Yuan Ke to ask for news.

He was impatient and uneasy. Knowing that it is a foregone conclusion, if Yuan Ke keeps his word, he will have the throne at his fingertips, but if he doesn't tell the news of the death of the god-like king from Yuan Ke's mouth, he will not feel at ease.

Yuan Ke stepped into a military uniform and walked up immediately, Zhengchen did not hide his heroic posture, and the woman with closed eyes in his arms was Concubine Chen.

Speaking of which, it was his baby's concubine.

Broken strings, broken strings, it turns out that everything has hints in the dark.

It's just a kind reminder from God, but he doesn't understand.

Creation is really tricky.

Yuan Ke got what he wanted, and he also got what he wanted.

Yuan Ke saw him, took the woman in his arms, and said with a smile, "Thank you Shizi for taking the way." When the prince became the master of Zichen, don't forget the agreement. ”

Xiao Zhengzhi arched his hand, his eyes lowered, and he couldn't speak.

Xie Zhaorong was awakened by the sound of talking, opened her eyes Shenshen, and saw Yuan Ke talking with a smile, glancing at his eyes, she immediately woke up, cried loudly, her intestines and liver were broken, and she pointed at Xiao Zhengzhi and trembled, "It's you, it's you!" ”

Yuan Ke didn't pay attention to when she woke up, she had fallen asleep all the way, he rode his horse and galloped, taking her back to Yunling Pass in the fastest time.

Xiao Zhengzhi saw her accusing herself, and finally showed a trace of sadness on her face, but instantly regained her composure.

As if he couldn't understand what she was saying, he turned his horse back to camp.

Seeing him ignore her, Xie Zhaorong's heart ached, a mouthful of blood surged up her throat, sweet and fishy, she grabbed Yuan Ke's shirt and burst into tears, "I am the concubine of the Son of Heaven, and I once said that I would never live." Please let me die. ”

Yuan Ke smiled, "Xiao Yue wants you to live." ”

Hearing him mention Xiao Yue, her heart was sad, and tears fell like rain, "You killed him, you killed him!" You killed him! ”

She beat him on the chest, but her hand was cut by the heart guard, and the blood flowed, Yuan Ke held her hand, frowned, and said, "Calm down, Biluo." You don't love him, you just feel guilty. ”

How could she not feel guilty? He died because of her.

If it weren't for the Fragrant Soul Wood, how could he have decided to raise an army for the Northern Expedition.

Xiao Yue's fame is all burdened by her!

Her heart was like a knife, her whole body began to ache, her stomach was strongly uncomfortable, she was nausea for a while, her brain was dizzy, she endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore, retching violently, but spit out mouthfuls of blood.

Yuan Ke was shocked, hurriedly grabbed her who was crumbling, and shouted loudly, military doctor, military doctor!