It turned out that when Su Liruo fell asleep completely, Fei Xie followed Feng Moyi to grab the wine jar and drink more and more speculatively, leaving behind the past grudges, and because of Feng Xuanyu's reason, he felt sorry for each other.

Feng Mo Yi had muddy old tears, counting the interesting stories of Lingxi's mother and son back then, and gradually brought about the scene of the winter banquet. The slight smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze, and after a while, he raised his head and took a big mouthful, but he choked and coughed up tears all over his face. Then, wipe your hands and bury your head in silence.

Fei Xie, who drank violently and urgently, was already slightly drunk, he stared at his hazy eyes, and slowly described the two years that Ah Xi was deeply trapped in the Liuli Palace.

Speaking of the night of the full moon, Ah Xi fell off the bed, and the corners of his mouth suddenly continued to overflow with blood, staining his clothes red, and spilling floor tiles. She was dying, prostrate and bloodstained, like a cluster of brilliant flowers of the last season. All thoughts are lost, the dry heart is dying, holding on to the last breath, falling into exhaustion and drowsiness...

Before the evil words were finished, the silent Fengmo was prone to let out a muffled whining sound, and as his low throat gradually became heavy, he said in a melancholy and painful voice: "At the beginning of the year and the end of the year, the moon is full and the moon is missing, and I have never let go of it at any moment. In the middle of the night, there was no one, and outside the walls of her palace, I was wandering..."

Fei Xie smiled bitterly and muttered: "Outside the palace wall, but it is eternally separated!" ”

Feng Mo Yi sighed and cried sadly: "Xi'er! You and I are so stubborn that if we bow our heads and take a step back. How can the family be broken and scattered, and stay together from afar, and there will never be an end..."

Fei Xie shook his heavy head, raised his misty eyes, and said with a resolute sneer: "Feng Moyi, in this life, you owe Ah Xi's debt, Hugh can wash it away with a few tears, if the Seven Princes are still there, I can remember the suffering of their mother and son, and see him!" But, you can't even keep such a strange child? Why did you come here to ask to see Ah Xi..."

Feng Moyi's back stiffened, his hands trembled and shook the wine jar, and his confused pupils cleared.

"I'm doing my best to save an inch of Ah Xi's breath, how can I let you be wanton and ruined with the bad news of the Seventh Prince?" Fei Xie sneered, unaware of the sudden change of wind and ink, "If you sincerely repent, after tonight, you will be separated." I will guard Ah Xi's breath until death, you will be ruined in this life..."

Bang! The jar shook off and shattered to the ground.

Su Liruo woke up: What's going on? Haven't the two of them let go of their resentment towards each other, opened their hearts, and talked freely?

"What do you say? Xi'er really... Still alive..."Feng Mo Yi trembled his lips and trembled into a tone, "Where is she... Where..."

Su Liruo was dazed, staring at the outline of Han Cuo's mask in a daze, and after a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly broke free from his support, and left the crook of his arm.

Han Cuo stared at her in horror, and jumped up in a state of panic, the emptiness of his arm hitting his heart with a burst of pain. He thought, he really fell!

Fei Xie was stunned, shocked and speechless, so he panicked into a cold sweat, pretended to be calm and grabbed the wine jar, and poured a big sip as if nothing had happened.

"It's not evil!" Feng Mo Yi exclaimed, "I know you hate me, but God has punished me for my mistakes and taken away my Yu'er." You should have pity on me... Let me see Xi'er..."Before the sound fell, I couldn't cry.

Su Liruo stood beside them in a daze, her heart trembled, and she couldn't bear to look away, speculating that her father already knew that Concubine Xi was still alive.

In an instant, cracks burst out on Fei Xie's face, and with a flick of his hand, the wine jar shattered, stacking on the altar tiles that were easy to break by the wind and ink. Suddenly, the aroma of wine overflowed the entire cave**, but it shook my heart and was a mess.

"Don't think!" Non-evil gritted his teeth and spit out hatefully.

Su Liruo lowered her eyes and sighed darkly.

Flutter! The sound of sharp objects stabbing into the flesh.

"Father..."Su Liruo turned around in panic when he heard the voice, and saw Feng Moyi bending his legs and kneeling in the broken altar.

"Please... Let me see Xi'er..."Feng Mo Yi lowered his head, hunched his back slightly, and begged in a low voice, I don't know if it was a throbbing pain in his heart or a tingling pain in his knees, his voice kept trembling: "I'm afraid... At a glance, I knew she was okay, and... No more bothering..."

Fei Xie stared at him stunned, staring at the blood gurgling from his knees.

Han Cuo's steady gaze swept over a touch of astonishment,

Su Liruo was shocked, paused for breath, and couldn't believe the scene in front of him: The emperor of a dynasty who was once dominant, decisive in killing, and decisive in means actually humbled himself for love? Almost down to dust!

Su Liruo looked at the pool of blood on the broken rubble, her eyes were blurred with tears, she moved her steps with difficulty, came to Fei Xie, stepped on the broken tiles, knelt down side by side, and said sadly: "Senior, please... Fulfill your father's father! ”

"You..." Fei Xie's whole body trembled, his eyes glared at each other, and his broken face became more and more ugly.

Feng Moyi was stunned suddenly, looked up sideways, there were water waves flowing in his eyes, and his heart was warm. He didn't expect that he despised and disdained her identity, and even counted the account of Feng Xuanyu's accident on her head. If it weren't for Han Cuoyu to stop her, she would already be his handsome soul, not only did she not hold a grudge, but she still claimed that he was her father. Now, she is still on the same side as him, begging for evil.

Feng Moyi's heart was mixed, both moved and guilty, and Su Liruo's revenge with virtue deeply touched his lonely and indifferent heart.

Feng Moyi sighed secretly: Even without Yu'er, she still respects him and respects him as her father! She is a woman who doesn't care about grievances and wants to be a dignified emperor herself, but she is so narrow-minded!

"Ruo'er..."Feng Moyi choked in a low voice, and the tingling pain under his knee made him feel more and more distressed, just like the elderly father's love for his daughter, "Hurry up, don't hurt your legs..."

Before Feng Mo Yi finished speaking, Han Cuo had already swept to her side, his hand was hidden in his sleeve, he shook slightly, and he took out his sleeve with a glue force.

Su Liruo only felt that his knees floated, and the sharp broken tiles slowly swept aside, and there were no foreign objects under his knees, although the rocky ground was icy and hard, it was better than the broken tiles stabbing his knees.

Su Liruo was slightly sluggish, and then realized that she had just knelt down on her knees, as if there was a buoyancy supporting her knees, a leaf away from the ground, to avoid touching sharp broken tiles. Otherwise, Feng Moyi's knees are still bloody, how can her knees not hurt?

Su Liruo lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes covered the afterglow, and she didn't catch a glimpse of the people around her. Perhaps, Feng Mo Yi and Fei Fei were not aware of it, but she knew that it was him, and she used her internal strength to protect her without leaving a trace.

"If you can let my father get what he wants, a little injury will not get in the way!" Su Liruo turned sideways, smiled warmly at Feng Moyi, and said softly: "I know my father's affection, how can I not be considerate?" As she spoke, her knees moved, taking the opportunity to lean forward slightly, a piercing pain came from under her knees, she bit her lip, frowned, endured the pain of broken tiles penetrating the flesh, and said: "Seniors, maybe Concubine Xi can't let go of her father in her heart, so she keeps an inch, is it, seniors can't bear to go against Concubine Xi's wishes..."

"Shut up!" Fei Xian shouted angrily, trembling violently, Su Liruo's words pierced his heart like a sharp blade, stirring up the flesh and blood. At the same time, it also woke him up to the idea of self-deception, it turned out that after more than ten years of hard work, she never wanted to open her eyes, not because she didn't wake up, but because the person who stayed by her side was not the person she was obsessed with!

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The non-evil roared patheticly: "Girl...", how cruel you are!

But he froze at the words behind him, raised his head, and let the two lines of tears flow, at this time, his fragility had nowhere to hide.

Han Cuo was silent, turning a blind eye, they fought to the death, entangled, suddenly sympathetic, suddenly resentful, these had nothing to do with him. All he cares about is Su Liruo, protect her thoroughly, and don't let her get hurt.

Han Cuo didn't know when he fell into this deadly vortex, but he couldn't control his heart. Perhaps, he doesn't want to care at all, and even, if he wants to be completely willful once, even if the consequences are unimaginable, he is willing to put out the fire.

Su Liruo secretly suppressed his strength, brushed his mind, and his eyes froze, and he withdrew his palm power.

If it weren't for knowing that the sleeping beauty in the ice coffin was Xi, Su Liruo would never dare to be so bold and embarrassed. In the final analysis, she does have selfish intentions, after all, because of Feng Xuanyu, they are her father, queen and mother, and she can't stand by and be indifferent. Moreover, compared with the deep affection of the two of them for Concubine Xi, Su Liruo recognized Feng Moyi more. I think at the beginning, if Concubine Xi hadn't liked him, how could she have given birth to a prince for him? Even if he stabbed his heart with a sword, he still held on to the Liuli Palace for two years, just to wait for him to wake up and look at him with pity.

When it comes to love, others seem to be miserable and miserable, but the authorities are willing to die with them.

In fact, Su Liruo admires the dedication of non-evil and uncomplaining and the unrepentant waiting. However, it is particularly important for the two hearts to be happy, so she hopes that Fengmo Yi can meet Concubine Xi in both public and private.

Fei Xie froze as if he was in a state of flux, for a long time, lowered his head and swept the bloodstained knees of the two people, stared for a moment, supported the rock wall with both hands, staggered to his feet, slightly hunched his back, and walked away slowly.

Su Liruo looked at his lonely and miserable back, stunned.

Fengmo was easy to talk and stopped, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and sighed faintly.

Han Cuoyu's eyes sank, and he stepped forward to help Su Liruo as if no one was around.

Fengmo was slightly stunned, and looked at Han Cuo thoughtfully.

"Don't come along..."Han Cuoyu ignored Feng Mo's suspicious eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Lest he regret it later..."

Su Liruo was overjoyed when he heard this, and he couldn't care about pushing away Han Cuo, and said happily: "Father..."

Feng Mo Yi came back to his senses, was overjoyed, jumped up, rushed to the mouth of the cave, slammed on the ground, paused and turned around, and frowned: "Ruo'er..."

"It's okay, I'm fine!" Su Liruo saw the worry in his eyes, his heart warmed, and he said, "Father, go quickly!" I'll be there later..."

"Okay, be careful yourself!" Feng Mo Yi nodded, glanced deeply at Han Cuo, and quickly left.

Su Liruo watched his disappearing figure for a moment, and sighed with joy. Suddenly, she was about to take a step, but was brought into her arms by a force.

Su Liruo was startled, and hurriedly used his elbow to stretch his strength, but he couldn't break free, and was tightly held in his arms.

"Chill!" Su Liruo's face changed drastically, and his fiery breath had surrounded her layer by layer, and she couldn't move, this feeling made her panic.

Ignoring her anger, Han Cuo hugged her sideways and walked to the right side of the cave.

"Ah..." Su Liruo suddenly took off his body, and when he was frightened, his hands wrapped around his neck and hugged him tightly.

The four eyes touched, and the two of them breathed together, and their hearts lingered with each other's elegant breath. Han Cuo stared steadily, but his feet never stopped. Su Liruo hurriedly moved away, suddenly realized, and let go of his hands in a panic, hanging down weakly, but he forgot to struggle.

A few steps away, Han Cuoyu placed her on a flat rock block in the cave, leaned down, half-crouched, and reached out to touch her knees.

Su Liruo was stunned for a moment, then understood something, her heart trembled, her hands blocked, and said softly: "It's not in the way, a little broken skin..."

Han Cuo swept her hands away, propped up her legs, rested on his laps, lifted half of her skirt, and rolled up her trousers.

Su Liruo was shocked and wanted to withdraw her legs, but she held on to her ankles and pulled them gently, and as soon as she squirmed her bent legs, she was straightened and fixed by him.

As Han Cuo gently rolled up, a pair of slender calves with delicate muscles and snow appeared, Su Liruo's face was flushed, dodging his gaze, with nowhere to glance, biting his lip tightly to hide the messiness in his heart.

Han Cuo looked at a few wounds on his knees, although they were not deep, but the tips of the fine wine jar tiles pierced into the wounds, and the blood stains coagulated, and they were sticky with the broken tiles.

Han Cuoyu's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "Bear it!" After finishing speaking, before Su Liruo could react, he brushed his hand over several wounds. Su Liruo felt a tearing pain, and couldn't help but exclaim, but saw him calmly and calmly pick out the tip of the fine tile and bounce it away.

Su Liruo frowned and thought, he was so rude to pick up the tip of the tile from the wound and make her tear the pain, it was definitely deliberate, the purpose was to punish her for her kindness just now.

When Su Liruo was secretly discussing, Han Cuoyu had already taken out a small jade bottle from his arms and sprinkled it with medicinal powder. A hint of a cool and refreshing feeling overcame it, and the pain quickly dissipated it.

Su Liruo secretly sighed, and glanced down at him as he lowered his head and focused on tearing off the hem of his shirt to make strips of cloth, bandaging her legs and knees, and gently tying the knots that were not tight.

At this time, Su Liruo was no longer embarrassed, but a warm current flowed in her heart, hesitating again and again, and was about to open her lips to thank her, Han Cuo arranged her trousers, tidied up her skirt, put down her legs, got up and said indifferently: "Let's go!" ”

Su Liruo raised his head and looked up at him in a daze.

Han Cuo was turning around, and he caught a glimpse of her dazedness, stretched out his long arms, wrapped his palms around her slightly cool little hands, and gently held them.

Su Liruo's eyes were confused, staring at the side of his mask without blinking for a moment, and he led him towards the entrance of the cave.

Han Cuo suddenly became cold, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't look at it, I'm Han Cuo!" ”