At least in the days without him, his sister can be safe and happy.

……

The snow in Chang'an was bigger than usual, and the clusters of red plum blossoms were beautiful, and the beauty leaned lightly on the railing, folding a plum blossom in her slender jade hand, and curling her lips at the palace maid who was looking at her.

Beauty is like this.

"No wonder Your Majesty likes ......," the little palace maid muttered in a low voice, "If I look like this, what would I do here?" ”

The aunt who was in charge next to her saw that this girl was unabashed, and pinched her hard.

Then seeing that Su Qiao didn't seem to notice what they said, the aunt in charge breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the court is in turmoil, not long after the crown prince succeeded to the throne, he forcibly suppressed the group of ministers with iron and blood.

The beauty in front of her is a pain on the tip of their heart, where is their turn to talk nonsense.

Su Qiao lowered his eyes indifferently, and his fingertips wrapped around his hair, bored.

She didn't know how long it had been since she had seen Ji Huaijiu's figure.

Now, as he said, the prosperity is peaceful.

It's just that Su Qiao doesn't feel that something is right.

……

Su Qiao sat down in a chair slowly and waited for him all night.

After all, he is not a fool, this awkward little emperor has to pick the middle of the night every time.

When the little girl was almost drowsy, she propped her head in a daze, and suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

"Ninth Brother ......"

The little girl's voice was soft, and the phrase "Ninth Brother" made the young man's body stiffen for a moment, and the corners of his lips curved and answered softly.

Through the dim darkness of the night, Su Qiao did not see his pale face.

It's just that......

She has always been sensitive to the smell of blood.

“…… Did you kill someone? Su Qiao guessed in a low voice, and then said, "No......"

It has been more than a month since the usurpation.

There was no need for him to continue killing.

Since it's not homicide......

Other words.

"You're hurt?" Su Qiao's heart suddenly tightened, and he stared at the person in front of him without blinking.

But I saw that the young man stretched out his cold fingertips and gently pressed them against her lips, tilted his head and smiled softly, "Don't be afraid of ......"

"Don't be afraid of me, okay?"

Ji Huaijiu hugged the little girl in his arms tightly, his face was pale, the corners of his lips were bent, and he said softly:

"I regret it......"

The young man leaned weakly on her shoulder, the soft lips of the side face were gently brushed, and the kiss of the dragonfly fell down, and the smell of blood came, making Su Qiao slightly stunned for a few moments.

"Sister...... "The boy chuckled lowly, "...... in the world"

"I don't want it anymore."

All he wanted was her.

The boy's voice was soft, and finally it was so weak that it was imperceptible, "I want to take my sister home... I will marry you..."

He doesn't like it here.

Not at all.

The system told him from the beginning that if he asked for an afterlife, the end would only be his soul.

But he didn't care anymore.

At least in his lifetime, he will be able to protect her peace and joy.

He had arranged all the back roads for her, but it was just his little girl...... I don't think I'm as happy as I thought.

……

Su Qiao raised his peach blossom eyes slightly and looked at Ji Huaijiu distractedly.

Thinking of what he did not long ago, it seems that everything makes sense.

He didn't have much time to waste.

Only by this means.

……

The young man's face was pale, his eyes were slightly half-closed, and when he was dying, he seemed to recall the year when the two first met when they were children.

At that time, the beauty was young and the teenager was romantic.

The little girl under the palace wall, her eyebrows and eyes are crooked, just like back then.

*

Su Qiao curled up in distraction, looked at the young man in his arms without any signs of life, remembered his past arrogance, and finally cried out in anger.

The young man in Chang'an.

He just wanted to take her home.

In the end, he was still alone and could not die well.

……

Xiao Langjun in his memory chuckled at her slightly, after a few spring and autumn periods:

“…… After all the years, don't come unharmed. ”

"Beauty,

The boy leaned on the railing and chuckled, blinking:

- Hello.

[End of Ending]

*

May I wake up to see you after a dream.

Just like it was back then.