His eyes, which had been a little dimmed, brightened again, and a smile bloomed on his handsome face, as if the sun was shining all over the earth.

"But ......," he said.

"You're still not strong enough after all!"

Guan Xianyun didn't speak, she lowered her eyes, looking at her blood-soaked lotus dress.

She stood there movingly, motionless.

Her eyes dimmed quickly, and then her pitiful body fell back feebly.

She saw that the dragon chair, including Li Zenan on it, was leaning, and she saw the exquisite decorations and patterns on the top of the Qiming Palace.

There is a wind fluttering beside her, soft, her green silk is dancing, with the elegant and bright red lotus skirt lifting, as if she is going to ride the wind back.

She closed her phoenix eyes, tears flowed from them, she was very sad, and thought: Father, Da Wu, I have done my best.

A strong hand wrapped around her thin waist before she could descend the steps.

Li Zenan's handsome face appeared in front of her.

He looked at her with a sad expression, and said in a trembling voice:

"You're going to die."

Guan Xianyun didn't open her eyes, and she said a little hard:

"I'm dead...... Why do you grieve......

"I'm not saddened by your death, it's just that you have reminded me of my past, and I think of my imperial sister, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess."

It was a nightmare of their generation, and from now on, as long as there is a similar plot staged, the nightmare will be awakened again and again, so he is indeed not because of Guan Xianyun himself, but because of Li Qingluo's shadow that envelops him.

"I really don't want you to die, you are so perfect, your dance is the only one in the world, you are just a weak woman, why should you stand between two big countries?"

Guan Xianyun shed more tears.

"Because ......," she said, "I am the daughter of the Guan family." ”

Li Zenan was silent.

Both of them were waiting, waiting for what was supposed to be a bright life to pass away.

Guan Xianyun opened his eyes, but he was not looking at Li Zenan.

She seemed to be looking at the delicate pattern on the top, but it wasn't.

She was dumbfounded, demented, as if she had seen the little girl many years ago.

There were so many things for her to choose from, but she chose dance instead.

This means that she will spend her life interpreting its true meaning until the end of her life.

And she did.

She danced to her death.

What I once cared about, does it still exist?

What was once dismissive, is it okay?

There doesn't seem to be any need to think about it.

So be it, let everything be buried in this late spring and early summer.

Like water, spring goes and spring comes again.

There is an extra line of moss on the steps.

The small bridge flows around a few bends.

She found the meaning of life through dance, and more than ten years of life passed away like this.

She closed her eyes.

Li Zenan felt her delicate body getting colder and colder in the crook of her arm, and she was silent for a long time.

There may be some sighs, but that's about it.

Her death reminded him of his imperial sister, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess Li Qingluo, but after all, she was just Guan Xianyun, not Li Qingluo.

The heartache just now was just a moment, and it was gone soon.

He looked at her still beautiful closed eyes, and then turned his gaze to her veil of mystery.

His hand reached for the veil and paused in the air, not falling for a long time.

He knew that it was offensive to unveil her without her consent, not to mention that she was already withering, but presumably, it was the behavior of countless people in the world who couldn't hold back.

Legend has it that she is one of the three beauties of Southern Wu and a great beauty who is captivating the world, but unfortunately there are few people who have really seen her beauty, and he can almost imagine the national color and fragrance under the veil.

He loves flowers, and he loves beautiful people, no, just appreciation, just appreciation.

"I'm sorry, Dancing God." He closed his eyes, his long, strong hand gripping her veil.

As soon as he pushed hard, he felt the veil come off.

With some trepidation, he opened his eyes.

When he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

Under the veil, what he saw was not a peerless fairy face, but a face full of knife marks and scars.

And it's all new injuries, and it seems that it's only been these two days.

She was disfigured.

From the scars that are as clear as jade, you can get a glimpse of the beauty before the disfigurement.

As one of the three beauties of Nanwu, Guan Xianyun's true appearance will not be like this, definitely not.

Although Li Zenan's heart had occasional waves before, it was more indifferent.

Because he is a strong man, a hegemon, a hero, the world will be conquered by him, and he will tremble at his feet. Flowers and beauties are just foils for the country, so what is it?

But at this moment, a great sense of frustration arose.

It hurts, suddenly his heart hurts, and he is defeated.

There are some things that can not be obtained by relying on strength, and even in some ways, a weak woman can leave him with nothing.

For example, Guan Xianyun expected her death, and also expected that Li Zenan would be curious about her face under the mysterious veil.

Beauty is something she was born with, but she doesn't care, as long as she can frustrate that man in some ways.

So she was resolutely disfigured, and she wanted to tell the man - there are many things that you can take into your hands with ruthless means, but you can't get it with just a small idea from my weak woman.

Li Zenan slowly lowered her delicate body on the steps, closed her eyes, and sighed:

"You're such a powerful girl......"

Outside, the white clouds are floating, and under the guidance of the wind, it seems to be dancing in the sky.

……

……

When the five Changliu Palace guards rushed over, they were determined to die.

They weren't afraid of death, they were just afraid that the girl wouldn't be able to escape unharmed.

For Guan Kuo and Tie Shan to leave with Li Xiyun and the palace maids, they would not think that it was selfish, because in addition to breaking off the queen for those people, they really needed someone to protect them and leave.

However, a Tang knife appeared behind them, quickly approaching.

When they saw the folded pipe wide, they were a little surprised.

They don't have a good impression of this character, and they still feel that this person is defiled and blasphemous to Li Xiyun.

But that's about it.

"Why don't you run away?" A Changliu palace guard asked with a sword eyebrow, and there was a deliberate cynicism in this sentence.

"I believe in Lao Tie's strength, he is enough for one person, but I don't believe in your strength, and the five of you probably won't be able to stop these people for long." Guan Kuo seems to be able to be regarded as a-for-tat.

These people are working hard, this kid dares to despise them, the five Changliu palace guards hate them so much, but they have to admit that Guan Kuo is right, with his own people, he really can't stop these Northern Tang soldiers for long, so he can only vent his anger on the enemy.