In mid-March, Xiao Bo from Dingyuan County sent a letter, saying that Bi Xiao was showing signs of improvement, and when Wen Mohong was by her side, she accidentally found Bi Xiao's fingers gently hooking.

Yan Liwu asked all the imperial doctors of the Taiyi Pavilion, and they all said that whether Bi Xiao could wake up depends on the will of heaven, but since there are signs of improvement, there must be hope, and it can be regarded as a painstaking effort for King Yuan.

The one who inherited the title of King Dingyuan was Wen Mohong.

At first, many courtiers questioned why Wen Moshu added the title of King Dingyuan to Wen Mohong's head, a cripple who could not be said to be seen, how could he assume the corresponding responsibilities? For this question, Wen Moshu only had a faint response.

"You can't let someone who doesn't know when they'll come back."

In mid-March, the Gu disease of Yan Liwu began to recur again, and this time, Wen Moqing no longer had any concerns, and the idea of taking Yan Liwu to the area of the Hosdu Empire was extremely firm.

"Can her body survive the long journey?"

"I can't stand it, I'll carry her, and one step at a time."

"What if we can't find a way to solve the Gu?"

"Then accompany her to die in a foreign land."

The rather childish stubborn answer made Jun Wunian and the others feel helpless, but they also knew that this was the only path they could choose, and they would never sit still with their warm and affectionate character, and they would not sit still, and they watched Yan Liwu fall into eternal sleep in a deep sleep.

Going to Hoth had to be prepared, and during this time, Wen Moqing seized the time to do a few things.

The first is to pull Jun Wunian's collar and take him back to the Gentleman's Building, kowtow to Qiu Shuishui to admit his mistake and return to the master.

The second is to steal a good sword that Lou Qianhan has newly acquired, and then Lou Qianhan is calmly not afraid to faint and leave the room.

The third is to fight with Wen Mo for a whole night, and the next day he vomited so much that he was scolded.

Fourth, he returned to Dingyuan County with his worries, paid homage to the spiritual position of the king and his wife of Dingyuan, visited Wen Mohong and Bi Xiao and said goodbye to the Tao.

The last thing is to send Chu Jiu back to the top of Qixian Mountain, and tell Tong Ruchu the original things related to Sang Ying.

It's late April when I'm done with this series of things, and the weather is getting warmer and clearer, which is a good time to walk. Xu is because he finally has the opportunity to do a lot of outrageous and willful things, Wen Moqing seems to be in a much better mood, but there is only one thing that makes him not very satisfied.

"After all this time, no one has been caught?"

In one sentence, Yun Jiuzhong and Wen Moshu were dumbfounded, only Jun Wunian made tea without raising his head, and replied casually: "How to catch it?" Are you going with me? Or can you get Asa Han to get him out? ”

Wen Moqing frowned, still dissatisfied.

In order to show his sincerity, Wen Moshu took the initiative to return the three states and seven counties that were far away from the center of the Yuan Kingdom and originally belonged to the Horsdu Empire, and Hosdu promised to promise a "big gift".

It's a pity that this "big gift" is not easy to give, and when Salang led people to chase down Lian Song, they found that Lian Song and Gushui didn't leave a trace at all.

Junzilou issued a Jianghu order, and rewarded the wanted Lian Song in the entire Zhongzhou region, but there was still no news about it after several months, and Lian Song and Lonely Water were like evaporating from the world, and they never appeared in the eyes of the world.

"If he can't be caught, forget it, he won't have long to continue to do evil anyway." Yan Liwu puffed his stomach and tugged at Wen Moqing's sleeve, and slowly shook his head and said, "Do you still remember the bottle of medicine that Helian Ming Yan found from Lian Song's room?" I have carefully analyzed with the imperial doctors, and the medicine is three parts medicine and seven points is poison, although it can make people mentally and physically energetic in a short period of time, but it will cause greater damage to the internal organs later. ”

"You mean, Lian Song is hurting himself by taking this medicine? What is he trying to do? Ye Haochuan was stunned.

Sighing lightly, he said in a low voice: "Even Song's skin is as white as snow, his beard is the same white, and his eyes are different from the deep black of ordinary people, but slightly pink. In the eyes of others, it seems that this is a natural appearance or some kind of curse, but in fact, it is just some kind of disease that will be passed on to future generations. People who suffer from this disease usually don't live long, as few as teenagers, and most survive until they are established, and if Lian Song takes the risk of taking this medicine, it should be because his life span will be barely maintained, and even if we don't go to him, he won't live long. ”

"But I can't kill him with my own hands, I always feel very aggrieved!"

Ye Lingxi muttered, causing everyone to fall silent.

Lian Song's crimes are too numerous to mention, and without him, the new dynasty inherited by Wen Jingyuan would not collapse quickly, nor would it cause many countries to smoke so quickly. However, if you think about it, if it weren't for Lian Song, wouldn't all this have happened?

In the final analysis, Lian Song is only the facilitator of this turmoil, not the root of all evil.

Jun Wunian filled the teacup, looked at the tea leaves tumbling up and down, and whispered: "Lian Song...... What is the purpose of what he is doing this? ”

A person who is about to die is not interested in a position of power, and he is not interested in a peerless beauty, so why should he provoke this strife and turmoil, so that the lives of people will be ruined and the rivers and mountains will be stained with blood?

Yan Liwu suddenly remembered what Lan Zhirong said before she died, and her heart suddenly moved.

Perhaps, he is just too lonely, or he hates the world that gave him misfortune, and wants to draw more people to drown in pain with him...... Who knows? I don't think anyone who has ever experienced that kind of despair will not be able to guess his thoughts. ”

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On top of the icebergs with high winds and cold days in the North Sea, a touch of black is particularly dazzling against the snow.

In half an hour the sun will set, and the weather will be even colder, and perhaps a blizzard will freeze everything.

Gu Shui tightened the collar of his cloak and quickened his walking, and the person who was lying quietly on his back suddenly let out a hoarse chuckle.

"It's strange, why did you go out of your way to bring me here when you knew you would be free when I died?"

Frowning, Gu Shui didn't speak, still gritting his teeth and trying to climb to the top of the mountain, his cheeks that had been cut by the cold wind were pale red, and even the back of his hands were frozen out of a few seeping cracks, revealing pink flesh.

"Lonely water, let me go, you're free."

Closing his eyes, Lian Song tried to move, and the pain in his internal organs immediately came from his internal organs, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan.

"It's not far away." Seeing the exhaled hot air turn into a white mist in front of him and slowly dissipate, Gushui licked his dry lips, "Be honest, don't move, it's very heavy." ”

How is this kind of place not only heavy and unbearable?

Beihai, the far north of Zhongzhou, is also the coldest place. Even if Gushui has a good internal strength to protect his body, walking and climbing for a long time will still make him physically avoided, and it is difficult to resist the ubiquitous cold.

There are usually only two kinds of people who come here, one is the medicine farmer who sacrifices his life to pick the precious herbs, and the other is the person who comes to find the dead.

"I want to die, do you want to die too?" Lian Song smiled dumbly, opened his eyes, and couldn't see anything clearly with his snow-colored stinging eyes, but felt that his shoulders were very wide and warm.

He never imagined that he could live until now and that there would be someone willing to be by his side.

In fact, he planned to spend his whole life in the palace built for himself in Qingyue Kingdom, and specially imitated Qinglian Palace to build a peaceful patio, thinking that when Wen Moqing or other people who hated him came to the door, he would burn himself clean.

Unfortunately, Lone Water ruined his perfect plan and dragged him away from the palace besieged by the soldiers of the Qingyue Kingdom to this icy snow-capped mountain.

The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier, and the lonely water stubbornly climbs upward, and the speed gradually slows down.

When he ambushed Wen Moqing in Wanxia, he was seriously injured, and the bruises on his chest have not yet dissipated, and one careless person may lose his life.

"There is an ice coffin at the top of the mountain."

As if in order to prevent Lian Song from falling asleep, Gushui tried to talk to him, and after thinking about it for a long time, he only squeezed out such a sentence.

"What if there is an ice coffin? What can I do if I am alive for 100 days? You know, my eyes can't see what I want. I don't know if it's self-deprecation or discouragement, Lian Song's laughter has a bit of desolation, "I want people from all over the world to bury me, not an insignificant person, besides, what I want to see will never be seen again." ”

"It is always said that the world should be made into hell, so that everyone knows what misfortune is like you, and in the end you are not happy."

Lian Song felt that Lone Water's thoughts were always strange, so strange that even he couldn't understand them, almost to the point of naivety - all his plans had fallen short, what else was there to be happy about?

Although, when he found that Lone Water was taking him to the top of the snowy mountain, he was momentarily moved.

The snow in front of me seemed to turn into green weeds and quickly spread into the distance, and it was no longer the biting cold wind that hit the face, but the catkins fluttering that year, and the never-ending sound of young children frolicking on the banks of the Lemon River.

At that time, he was still young, and Gushui did not have a name, just a teenager who was beaten by a group of adults on the bank of the Lemon River.

Lian Song couldn't remember exactly what happened at that time, roughly he took out all the copper plates on his body to replace Gushui's unsympathetic life, and then stole food from home, and sat with Gushui by the starry Lemon River to gobble it up.

It was the first time he had contact with someone outside the house, and he felt amazing and comfortable.

Although on the second day, he had to face the beating and scolding of his father and the reproach of his mother.

When he was young, Gushui didn't have much contact with Lian Song, one was a beggar crawling on the street, and the other was a sick man who was regarded as a shame by the clansmen, and the two should not have met.

It's just that he is Lian Song, the minister who almost subverted Zhongzhou later.

"Why don't you call me when we meet again?" In the fog, Lian Song muttered to himself.

"Do you remember?" Gu Shui shook slightly, his pace slowed down, but his tone was still indifferent with a feeling of numbness, "I thought you forgot what happened when you were a child." ”

"Your eyes are so sharp, as if you can stare at those who beat you to death, how can I forget? Otherwise, why pick you out of a bunch of people? I think...... Even if it's a killer by my side, it's better than letting you wander around the world, right? You're a person...... I don't like to talk ...... the least."

Lian Song's voice gradually weakened, as if he was asleep.

Gu Shui looked up at the top of the mountain not far away, his eyebrows, which were always plain and horizontal, frowned slightly, and pulled the thick cloak on Lian Song's back tightly with his back.

"When I pay off all the debts I owe you, I will die, and I only have this one request for you."