This fright can be said to be a real punch to her life for the Queen Mother, even if there is no conclusion in her heart whether Ye Li Changyuan will hit the pillar and commit suicide, she does not dare to take this risk at all.

- This is her only grandson!

- And looking at King Xirong's appearance towards Yeli Baohua, I'm afraid there is only one one in this life.

So she almost didn't think about it, and her body rushed out directly, blocking Ye Li Changyuan back.

"Good grandson, don't do stupid things, isn't it an antidote, the imperial grandmother will give it to you!"

Yeli Changyuan hooked the corners of his mouth, and while saying good things, he kept a heartfelt eye, "Then the imperial grandmother can't give me a fake antidote, if this antidote is not true, I'll... I went with Sister Zhong! ”

The Queen Mother choked, and looked at Yeli Baohua's eyes almost turned into a substantive knife, and the knife pierced her body, "I'll just say how the dormitory was turned over by a thief, it was your person." ”

Then he laughed again: "Stealing chickens doesn't make rice." ”

Yeli Baohua raised his eyebrows, and he was not afraid of her at all, "The Queen Mother can hurry up and give the antidote, and if you talk more nonsense, your good grandson will not live again." ”

The Queen Mother pursed her lips, looked at Ye Li Changyuan, who began to bubble with tears in her eyes again, and reluctantly took off a pearl hairpin from her head with a slow movement, and then gently broke it with both hands, and the pearl coated with a layer of gold leaf was divided into two, and a brown pill was hidden in the middle.

Yeli Changyuan's eyes lit up, and he was about to reach out to take it, but unexpectedly, the Queen Mother shrank her hand away from his little hand, and her eyes rolled, "Good grandson, you can take this antidote, but you have to promise the imperial grandmother a condition." ”

"On what terms?"

"In the future, you will stay in the palace to accompany the imperial grandmother, okay? The imperial grandmother has excellent food and clothing here, and there will be someone to teach you the emperor's strategy...... Look what you've been raised......"

"Good!"

Yeli Changyuan agreed very happily, and the conditional exchange shows that this antidote is really more probable!

So the satisfied Yeli Changyuan was in the eyes of the Queen Mother, holding the pill tightly in one hand and holding Yeli Baohua's hand in the other.

This is probably the only time that Yeli Baohua did not take away his popularity in the palace of the Queen Mother.

So Yeli Baohua was not happy, seeing that his son was in a very good mood, and he was still jumping and jumping when he walked, he said sarcastically, "Don't dream that you want to go to your own imperial grandmother, I won't agree." ”

Ye Li Changyuan's body stiffened, and he raised his head a little confused, "I wasn't going to go." ”

Yeli Baohua also lowered his head and looked at the little boy who was not as tall as her waist, "Why?" ”

"Because ......" Nori Baohua blinked, hiding his true thoughts, "I want to stay with my mother...... If my mother wasn't around, I would really be a child that no one wanted. ”

Yeli Baohua was speechless for a while, and for the first time took a serious look at this child who had always been ignored by himself.

For so many years, she has always subconsciously avoided everything about him, and even when she learned that the 6-year-old child had a close relationship with the Dayu soldiers, she didn't want to deal with it.

Let him fend for himself.

That's what she thought.

But now, Yeli Baohua found that this child, whom she had never cared about, had grown into a look she couldn't guess.

It's like this... Dayu people.

A mysterious person who seems to have a labyrinth of twists and turns in his mind.

·

The antidote that Nori Masamoto asked for this time is true.

However, Chunhe eats a trench and grows wise, this time no matter what happens, he stubbornly stays by the bedside, for fear that something will happen.

Fortunately, after a night, Zhong Zhiyu had no other adverse reactions, and even moved his fingers to respond to her when Chunhe called her.

However, Zhong Zhiyu did not admit to hearing Chunhe's shout, because she dreamed that she had become a goshawk again, but this time it was a goshawk with scorched feathers on its wings.

When Zhong Zhiyu felt the burning sensation on her body, she didn't understand what was happening, but when she saw her surroundings, she realized that she was on the grassland again.

This dream is connected to the previous dream, but for some reason, he is also in the fire, and Bei Chuan is lying next to him.

At this time, Bei Chuan was still wearing the wedding dress she wore at the wedding, the festive red color was almost integrated with the raging fire around her, and there was still a large black burnt mark on her face, and her head was tilted to the side, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

The burning sensation on her wings grew stronger and stronger, and she even felt as if there was a real fire burning her body, hot and desperate.

Zhong Shuyu gritted her teeth and tried to wave her wings to fly to Bei Chuan's side, she wanted to wake her up and escape from the fire.

But when she approached Bei Chuan with difficulty, she sadly found that Bei Chuan was no longer breathing, and she couldn't even feel her heartbeat - don't ask her how she knew, she didn't know anything, she was just a little goshawk with burned wings.

But does a goshawk get a chill?

Zhong asked a question that she didn't know the answer to, because when she realized that there was only a corpse left in front of her, a cold chill suddenly crossed her heart.

She felt she couldn't accept the picture.

So she waved her wings and tried to fly out of the burning tent, but she found that she couldn't fly high.

The flames burned more and more, igniting Bei Chuan's red clothes, Bei Chuan's hair, and the last bit of Zhong Zhiyu's feathers.

Tired.

Zhong Zhiyu thought so, and then her wings stopped waving completely, and then she felt herself fall from mid-air with a "click", and landed straight on Bei Chuan's chest.

Suddenly, all the scenery is gone, Zhong Zhiyu's perspective also changes, she is no longer the goshawk, nor is she any person or animal, she is just... She.

It's hard to describe, but it doesn't feel bad, at least she's free to control herself, even if there's only one consciousness left for now.

Suddenly, there was a noise around, and the people who were desperately trying to fetch water and want to extinguish the fire stopped moving, and only stared blankly at the big tent where Bei Chuan was buried.

Zhong Zhuyu also looked at it, and his eyes couldn't help but be deeply attracted.

I saw that the flames burning on the tent slowly turned golden, then yellow, green, and at last, almost white.

The white flames rose little by little, condensing into an oval surrounded by white flames.

Someone next to him shouted "miracles" as he knelt down and kept kowtowing to the flames.

Zhong Zhiyu looked at the flame and felt something in his chest.

Suddenly, the flame burned violently, burning out in one breath, and with a phoenix cry, Bei Chuan was full of flames, waving the goshawk wings on his back and breaking through the air, his expression was proud, and his momentum was majestic.

"Phoenix... Nirvana. ”

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