It can even be said to be unfathomable.

They looked at her silhouette and felt a shock from their hearts.

She is so beautiful that she doesn't need to show her true face to give people such a feeling.

Her posture, her temperament, her god, and her soul all exude a unique charm, in contrast, the vast majority of the top ten beauties in the Northern Tang Dynasty can be said to be vases with vases, even if it is Xu Mengshan, who is known as the unparalleled under Li Xiyun.

The skirt brushed over the bloody stone slab, and then floated up slightly, but it was not stained in the slightest.

This is the legendary out of the mud without staining?

Indeed, she is very much like a lotus flower, no matter how harsh the environment is, she is elegant enough.

Her steps are still beautiful.

The soldiers of the Northern Tang Dynasty began to appear in front of them, cleaning up all parts of the palace.

Many people looked up and looked at her, their eyes moving with her movements.

She looked straight ahead, still quiet.

They walked through the Thunder Flower Palace, walked through the Xixiang Palace, and stepped on the Xianguang Avenue.

After a long time, Guan Xianyun, who had been silent, suddenly stiffened his elegant gait, and then stopped.

Someone tried to scold her and let her continue walking, but she swallowed it so hard that even the person himself didn't quite know why.

They were already approaching their destination, and on one side, there was a towering wind platform.

The wind platform was not cleaned up, and the corpses were stacked on top of each other, all of which looked like soldiers of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

The blood flowed from high to low and had not yet dried up completely.

In fact, many places in Jinling City are far more tragic than here, but when they saw the Linfeng Terrace, everyone felt the deepest visual shock.

On the top steps, a middle-aged man crouched there, his battle armor was tattered, his hair was scattered, one hand was still tightly gripping the Wu hook knife, and the other hand reached to the last step, as if he wanted to touch something.

Guan Yanyue.

Guan Xianyun, who has always been calm like a summer flower, has tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes.

But she doesn't seem to have any mood swings.

She paused for a short time, and then she moved her lotus foot forward.

The Northern Tang warrior who was leading the way in front of him on the other end of the chain looked back at her in some surprise, which could be seen from the eyes behind the iron mask.

In front of the Qiming Palace, the banner of Nanwu fell there, and it was blown by the wind and "crackled", as if it was still dying, so pitiful and ridiculous.

Li Zenan's personal imperial guards guarded outside the main hall with expressionless faces, as if this was the Northern Tang Palace they had guarded for many years.

They went all the way as if they had been walking for many years.

The imperial guards looked at them coldly and quietly stepped out of the way.

They went up the steps.

and entered the temple again.

General Wei Yuan stood on the right side with a knife, and raised his eyebrows when he saw this famous beauty of Southern Wu.

Guan Xianyun raised his head and saw Li Zenan sitting on the dragon chair with a smile.

There is also Ji Ruhai, who is sitting on the steps with a Tang knife against his neck.

The corners of Ji Ruhai's mouth twitched, don't look over.

Between monarchs and ministers, if they meet in such a posture, it is better not to see.

Guan Xianyun's eyes finally revealed a trace of sadness.

……

……

Many years later, Ji Ruhai recalled this time, and this girl who always covered her face with a light veil, still felt that sadness soaked the entire sky, and he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

She was so perfect, so proud and quiet, and he liked her so much, like his own sister.

Her graceful appearance is so elegant that people can't help but want to praise, her eyebrows and eyes are so clear and transparent.

It's just that now, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are sad, and that's because he saw the down-and-out monarch.

She gave a standard blessing.

"Xianyun greets Your Majesty." She said with her teeth lightly opened.

Li Zenan didn't move, and the smile on Junmei's face didn't change in the slightest.

He knew very well that it was not for himself, but for Ji Ruhai.

Ji Ruhai realized that it was to himself, he turned his head back to the right, looked at Guan Xianyun haggardly, opened his mouth, and couldn't speak.

It's just that the eyes in the other party's phoenix eyes are very soft and very serious.

He knew that it was an encouragement to himself, to make him understand that no matter what, he was their monarch, that they respected him, loved him, and that her heart was with him.

He felt that he couldn't bear the gaze, and turned his head sideways again, tears slowly rolling down.

In the Qiming Hall of the political center of Dawu, His Majesty of the Northern Tang Dynasty was high, eight strong men were lined up on both sides, General Weiyuan stood on one side of the main hall with a knife, and the Northern Tang army was strict outside.

There was also a declining king, and a weak woman.

The rise and fall of great powers is all here.

"Don't you think it's very offensive to treat the dancing god of Nanwu like this?" Li Zenan looked at the beauty, "Loosen the chains." ”

The four Northern Tang warriors did not hesitate, and decisively loosened the chains that locked Guan Xianyun's soft limbs.

This kind of behavior was ordered in advance, but in fact, they did not understand, because in their opinion, such a delicate and delicate girl, any man could make her despair.

General Weiyuan narrowed his eyes, stared at all this seriously, and said to the four Northern Tang warriors: "Be careful, she is dangerous. ”

One of the samurai looked back at him in surprise, not understanding what he was saying.

He looked at Guan Xianyun again, but found that the girl was still quiet, like a lotus flower on clear water.

But he remained a little vigilant and walked backwards, because a figure like General Weiyuan would not deliberately intimidate them out of nowhere.

Guan Xianyun didn't look at them, still looking at Li Zenan on the dragon chair.

"Miss Xianyun," Li Zenan said with an elegant smile: "When I ascended the throne, I was honored to see your dance, and I will never forget it, in fact, this kind of dance, it is enough to see it once in a lifetime, and that is the real peerless and world-enduring." ”

"But many times there are some things, just like a demon, it is good to always see it again, I tell myself in my heart to see it again, it is okay to see it again, there are no regrets in this life."

He restrained his smile and became a little solemn: "Presumably, Miss Xianyun won't refuse, right?" ”

Guan Xianyun was silent for a moment.

"My father said to me," she said, "that it's hard to comment on what people do in their lives whether it's right or wrong, and as a result, you only know when you do it, and I don't judge what you've done today, I just want to say: since you've decided, don't regret it." ”