Not far from the cave, Feng Mo Yi raised his head and cried bitterly, and the rich and mournful roar swept away his anger, echoing the cave, piercing the ears and shaking the heart.

Su Liruo looked at him from afar and was grief-stricken, this was something she had never seen before, with his great achievements in the past, the majesty and domineering emperor, how could he have been so sad and weeping!

Even if Concubine Ling was lost at the winter banquet, he was betrayed by Taiwei Jiang and Concubine Xiao, Feng Xuanming was not of royal blood, and he knew that he had wronged Concubine Xi by mistake, and he was ashamed of being exiled by Feng Xuanyu...

Although he was in pain, he never lost control!

In the cave, the hoarse and sad howl was incessant, and with a terrible roar, he tore his robe, raised his palm, shattered, and fell into the air.

"Father!" Su Liruo broke free from the shackles of Han Cuo and ran over desperately.

Her steps staggered, plopped, and she fell in front of him, and soon, holding on to her broken palm, struggled to get up, and staggered over.

"Father!" Su Liruo bent her legs, knelt at his feet, and wept and murmured: "If you feel pain in your heart, beat me and scold me!" Don't be so bitter..."

is also a person who has lost his loved ones, and his desire is desperate and sad, Su Liruo feels the same way: it is the pain of cutting out the heart, the cone of the marrow, shaking through the internal organs, and spreading all over the limbs. Every inch of skin seems to be shattered, every moment is like purgatory, but it is impossible to dodge, the pieces do not disappear in an instant, and they endure the tragedy of peeling skin and scraping bones layer by layer, and the attacks of heart-piercing hemoptysis over and over again...

Feng Mo Yi suddenly froze, trembling and lowering his head to touch Su Liruo's miserable white and haggard face, with tears of pain, crying in a sad voice, calling him, begging him.

Feng Mo Yi glared angrily, and the angry flames almost erupted from his eyes, burning the bitter and mournful Su Liruo.

Han Cuo stood a foot away, his palms clenched into his fists, his eyes were cold, his body was gloomy, and he was sloppy and fierce. It seems that if Feng Mo Yi dares to be unfavorable to her and hurt her again, as long as he moves slightly, he will slap out his palm and kill her instantly.

The angry fireworks in Feng Moyi's eyes gradually faded as Su Liruo cried with grief and begging, and was extinguished little by little, when his sluggish body slowly drove again and again, his eyes returned to silence in fragments. He leaned down and reached out stiffly, trying to touch her thin and trembling shoulders, but he stopped between a finger!

Han Cuoyu's eyes became deeper and deeper, as dim as an abyss, staring at Feng Moyi's hands tightly, without blinking for a moment, just afraid that in a moment, he would hurt Su Liruo.

The wind and ink are easy to face the vicissitudes of life, tears are intertwined, and the sorrows are brow, overnight, the vast aging.

"Father! If you believe, I'd rather suffer for him than lose my soul day and night... I have suffered a lot..."Su Liruo murmured in a sad voice, hitting Feng Moyi's heart, he sighed in despair, at this moment, their grief was the same.

Feng Moyi's legs trembled, bent slowly, his eyes were full of desolation, and he cried out in deep sorrow: "Ruo'er..."

"Father..."Su Liruo threw herself into his arms, crying silently.

"Widowed Yu'er..."Feng Mo Yi wailed sadly, bent his knees to the ground, hugged Su Liruo, and wept sadly.

Han Cuo's back stiffened, but his fist was released, and he lowered his eyes and glanced down, he finally understood: they lost their loved ones, and they were so sad that they died!

The whole cave** spread with lingering and intense weeping.

When the non-evil came, he happened to meet the two of them hugging their heads and crying, which shocked his heart, and he was shocked!

Han Cuo and Fei Xie stood side by side, witnessing the two of them heartbroken and tearing their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, the long-term cold cuo was numb, and the evil was full of resentment, and they watched the two wipe away their tears, hold each other, and sit against the rock, silent.

Han Cuo stepped over, leaned over and grabbed Su Liruo's wrist to cut the pulse.

Su Liruo suddenly glanced at him with hazy tears.

Feng Mo Yi raised his head, lost his mind and looked at Han Cuo's actions, at this time, Fei Xie also came over, his footsteps startled Feng Mo Yi, glanced sideways, and saw that Fei Xie, he stagnated slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do it!" ”

His mournful expression made Fei Xie stunned for a moment, and after a while, he frowned and said in a low voice: "I don't take advantage of people's danger..."

Fengmo is easy to pull out a wry smile, but it is more poignant than a howl. "I've been in love all my life, what's the use of leaving an empty body? You killed me, which not only ended my years of grudge, but also broke my infatuation with Xi'er. As soon as the words changed, he said bitterly: "Non-evil, you hate me to the bone, don't do it at this time, let alone when..."

Fei Xie glared and trembled his palms.

Su Liruo looked sideways in panic.

Han Cuo's fingertips cut through the veins, and with a slight slide, buckled into her palm.

Su Liruo was stunned, but she was calm, and her flustered gaze gradually calmed down.

The non-evil expression changed suddenly, and soon calmed down, he stepped forward, sat down next to Feng Mo Yi, raised his eyebrows and said: "Feng Mo Yi, you don't want me to be as you wish!" ”

Feng Mo Yi smiled dismally, and muttered as if talking to himself: "It turns out... The greatest sorrow in life... Nothing more than that you can't survive... You can't die! ”

"Yes!" Fei Xie raised his head, looked into the distance, and said calmly: "You finally realized how desperate Ah Xi was back then..."

"If you go back in time..."Feng Moyi lowered his head and said in a mournful voice: "That sword... I'm going to stab myself in the chest..."

Fei Xie's eyes paused, gathered on the opposite rock wall, and seemed to reproduce the tragic scene of the year through the mottled and uneven wall stones, squirming his lips, and said hoarsely: "It's a pity, I can't go back!" If possible... I'll stay away and wait for her... Then, she won't be framed..."

"You are loyal to her..."Speaking of the year, it is vivid, but it hurts to the heart, Feng Moyi coughed violently with a convulsion, and sighed for a while: "It's me who ruined Xi'er!" ”

"Feng Moyi, I didn't expect that you would sincerely repent of your mistakes back then?" The non-evil tone froze for a moment, and he withdrew his gaze. "If Ah Xi hears it, he will have no regrets, you... Finally return her innocence! ”

Su Liruo was surprised, and looked at the two of them in disbelief, getting along harmoniously, and talking with good neighbors.

Are they talking about it?

Han Cuo sat indifferently beside Su Liruo, and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

At this time, Fengmo Yi was sad, grinning bitterly, but tears were in his eyes.

For a long time, he wiped his tears and said bitterly: "I made a mistake back then, I atoned for my sins with half my life, but God did not have mercy, but in the twilight of my life, I had to bear the pain of losing my beloved son, punish me for being lonely and miserable all my life, my heart was broken and broken, and my soul was broken..."

Fei Xie was shocked, his eyes trembled, staring at Feng Moyi, his lips trembled, he turned purple, and muttered: "Aison..."

He didn't dare to delve into it, panic had occupied the whole heart, and he kept falling until he hit the rock, he was startled, as if he had been stung by something, and lost his voice: "The Seventh Prince..."

If there was no such thing as Ah Xi being wronged, Feng Moyi could be described as a wise emperor and an affectionate person. He dotes on Ah Xi's mother and son very much, obeys him every way, and takes care of the treasure.

At that time, everyone in the entire palace knew about it, and the seven princes born to Concubine Xi were deeply favored by Emperor Entropy. Find all the strange people for him, recruit Boyuan teachers to take the exam, and meet famous high-rollers. Tutor the Seven Princes to sharpen their swords since childhood, be superior to others, protect their momentum, and allow them to accumulate thickly.

Emperor Entropy devoted all his efforts to protect Concubine Xi and the Seven Princes, placing high hopes on him, but because of the framing of Concubine Yan and Concubine Xiao, Concubine Xi's fate was completely changed.

When Fei Xie took Concubine Xi away, he only knew that Feng Xuanyu was adopted by Concubine Ling, but he didn't know that a conspiracy later caused Feng Xuanyu to go wild.

But he heard that Feng Mo Yi was sad and lost his beloved son, who else could this beloved son be besides the seventh prince Feng Xuanyu!

The non-evil heart is like a sharp pain like a piece of flesh, and the distant scene seems to be right in front of him: a jade face like a crown, bright eyes like Chen, beaded lips and bright teeth, a handsome young man. On weekdays, he is immersed in Wen Taowu's lesson plans, and rarely has time to play, but when he has leisure, he pesters non-evil to play slingshots and make bird's nests through trees. The innocent and beautiful child, unloaded with thousands of brilliance, showing the essence of simplicity, laughing and noisy, dyed with Concubine Xi's eyebrows, elegant and warm, and his eyes groaning.

Xu is Aiwu and Wu, and Fei Xie is very fond of this Lingying and wise Seven Princes, and regards him as a Miao'er Yizi. He thought, wouldn't life be wonderful if he guarded Ah Xi's happiness and thoughtfulness, accompanied the Seven Princes to grow up to Ding Gui, and drank a few cups of sake with the elder!

If Ah Xi is his heart's blood, then the Seven Emperors are his heart's meat, and his love for Concubine Xi's mother and son is by no means inferior to Emperor Entropy. It's just that a love is huge and ambitious, and a love is a small fun, warm and elegant. The only thing they have in common is that they all give full love, build nests and protect their calves.

The non-evil body shook, his face turned white, he panted heavily, his fists were clenched, and his muscles were bursting out.

"It's not evil!" Feng Moyi naturally knew that he loved his seventh prince very much, and back then, the scene of the two of them frolicking and noisy was like a glimpse of light to absorb the heart, and the sadness became a river. "I can't protect Xi'er, and I can't protect Yu'er! If you do it, I will not blame you, but I will thank you for granting my wish..."

Fei Xie suddenly said nothing, instantly trembling and sobbing, gradually muffled and whimpered, like a lonely night bird hovering the mountains, but found that there was nowhere to return. In an instant, compassion and compassion roared, and whimpered and mourned!

Su Li vaguely guessed that Fei Xie loved Feng Xuanyu back then, and now he was shocked to hear his bad news, how could he not be sad? It's just that she never thought that the evil was mourning so far, which shows that the relationship between them back then was deep, no less than the love between father and son.

Feng Mo Yi raised his arms, patted the thin shoulders of the non-evil, and said in a trance: "The prosperous world is prosperous, disturbing people's worries in their lives, love and hate, and they are indifferent." It's you and I who have no relationship with her mother and son after all, and we can leave a glimmer of illusory bodies, reminiscing about the past, and the dust is not clean..."

Su Li was stunned when she heard this.

Han Cuo's eyes narrowed, and he finally knew the ins and outs of the matter. They wept and mourned a person, and this person was the name that Su Liruo called out in a hurry, he was their dearest, he was Su Liruo's beloved!

Peeling back the truth, Han Cuo's heart was hit hard by something, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes and look down at Su Liruo's side face. She was concentrating on Feng Mo Yi and not evil, her mind was not with him at all, and a sense of loss arose from the bottom of his heart, and he slowly let go of the fingertips that clasped her palm, and was silent.

Standing up non-evilly, he had already jumped out of the cave before Feng Mo could react.

Su Liruo was also surprised, she really couldn't figure out what to do? Suddenly, her heart hung in the air, could it be that he was going...

Su Li thought of the sleeping beauty in the ice coffin, although she was sure that it was Concubine Xi, but she kept silent, because she was moved by the company of Concubine Xi, devoted her life to it, and paid without regrets.

But her heart is full of contradictions, watching her father go through a lot of hardships to find here, but the end of the world is close to the end of the world, and she can't see each other, how cruel is this!

In particular, he lost his beloved son, and the solemnity has disappeared, and the person in front of him now is just a lonely and miserable old man. If he hadn't understood the pain thoroughly, how could he have relieved himself with her and hugged each other!

At this time, she selfishly hoped that the non-evil could also be enlightened, let go of the grudge that had entangled her life, and let her father and Concubine Xi meet, perhaps, Concubine Xi in the drowsy ice coffin could still awaken, maybe.

Su Liruo was full of thoughts and was uneasy, however, a swift shadow came galloping, and she saw clearly that the non-evil who had gone and returned was holding two jars of wine in her left and right arms.

Su Liruo was suddenly disappointed, but saw him shouting at the sluggish Feng Moyi: "You and I have been grudges for fifteen years, it's rare to talk calmly this time, come!" A drunk lying in the wind and clouds, a thousand sorrows to relieve life and death...", said, raised his hand and threw away the wine jar.

Fengmo was slightly stunned, leaned over the wine jar, took out the altar plug in a gloomy manner, and without saying a word, he raised his head and drank it in a big gulp.

Fei Xie sat beside him, lifted the cork, lifted the wine jar, poured out, and drank it with his mouth open.

Su Liruo was stunned and watched the two of them drinking wildly, listening to the sound of cooing and swallowing one after another, she helplessly stroked her forehead and lowered her head and sighed.

Han Cuoyu was still silent, staring at their actions with cold eyes.

Soon more than halfway through the wine jar, the two of them choked on wine one after another, coughed violently for a while, began to open the chatterbox, and then started chattering.

They all seemed to be immersed in the good old days, with happy expressions and comfortable tones.

The two of you say a word, I say a word, and piece together that memory into a warm and idyllic family music, a work of heart.

Su Liruo's eyes gradually blurred, tiredness swept all over her body, her red and swollen eyelids were unusually heavy, and she tilted her head slowly, unconsciously.

Han Cuo hesitated for a moment, stretched out his arms, and hugged her against his shoulder.

Su Liruo found a position and fell asleep.

Her head was tilted close to Hancuo's neck, and her light breath wrapped around his earlobe, tickling and tickling to her heart. In particular, her body is quiet and clear, absorbing into the nose, making people's hearts flutter and unable to calm down.

She's so tired! Han Cuo sighed secretly, gathered his mind, raised his arms and lightly raised the wind, holding her petite body and blending into the wind.

Feng Mo Yi and non-evil drank vigorously, and he didn't notice that Su Li was invisible.

Su Liruo had no dreams, this was the most peaceful sleep she had in nearly two years. There were no nightmares entangled, no nightmares disturbed, she completely got rid of the palpitations and trembling dreams, and slept peacefully.

There was a sudden bump, startling the sleeping Su Liruo, she opened her eyes, and it was dim.

When Han Cuo swept the wind, Su Liruo rubbed her sleepy eyes, and it gradually became clear that Han Cuo's silver mask came into her eyes.

Su Liruo was shocked: She actually snuggled into his arms and fell asleep!

Before Su Liruo came back to his senses, a poignant and urgent shout sounded in his ears: "What did you say? Xi'er really... still alive..."