Chapter 373: Disaster to the Country (9)

The fire was so big that Baili Yuanhua didn't hear a word clearly, he didn't care about it, ran into the obstruction of his subordinates, and wanted to rush into the Weiyang Palace, which had become a sea of fire.

This king of the Great Xia Dynasty, the high-ranking young son of heaven, was so desperate for the first time.

At this moment, the Weiyang Palace in the flames collapsed.

The young man has a slender and slender figure, wearing a delicate and complicated red robe, which makes his skin fair, handsome as jade, and Zhilan Yushu.

His hair was meticulously combed, and his delicate jade crown was erected high, the bridge of his nose was straight, his chin was sharp, and the bright fire light hit the side of the young man's face, enveloping a warm yellow halo, and his appearance was like white jade soaked in water.

Looking at this sea of fire, the blood stains on the corner of the young man's mouth meander down, and he spit out a mouthful of blood directly, and then fell straight down.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

The palace people panicked instantly, and hurriedly came up to help.

Baili Yuanhua's last thought before he lost consciousness was.

She would rather die than stay.

Is he really wrong

Bo Yunshang is dead.

The woman with a peerless appearance finally died under the fire in Weiyang Palace.

Before she died, she left a letter for Chu Rong and a blood-red maple leaf.

There are only a few words on it.

But it's a word for heart.

"Cut off half a life of wind and snow, lock the scene for you, thousands of feelings, just wait for you, one person to solve it."

Bo Yunshang calculated Chu Rong until he died.

Leaving such a letter, whether the content is true or not, Chu Rong will not be indifferent, not to mention, he is already in love with this woman.

Chu Rong had already discovered that the woman sent by Baili Yuanhua was fake, how could he not recognize him if he had been a childhood sweetheart with Bo Yunshang for many years.

Chu Rong reversed.

This king with a different surname who has made great achievements in war has a strong army.

He raised 100,000 troops and surrounded today's Chang'an City.

Chu Rong even raised his sword directly and entered the palace.

On the Golden Luang Palace.

The young Son of Heaven sat on the throne high above, and his posture was as straight as a bamboo.

His expression didn't seem to be surprised, and he didn't show any anger at Chu Rong's N.

The young man with a long body raised his three-foot green edge and pointed directly at the king of the Jinluan Palace.

"Baili Yuanhua, you killed her!"

"It's You"

"How dare you, how dare you that she is your mother!"

Baili Yuanhua sneered, and a hint of amusement flashed between the young man's delicate and beautiful eyebrows.

"She, no, yes."

One word at a time.

"She's my queen."

Baili Yuanhua whispered, his expression was incredibly gentle, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, which was a little more youthful innocence.

He would never admit that she was his mother

Hearing this, Chu Rong's eyes were completely wrong, and then there was a monstrous anger.

"Shaft dares!"

Chu Rong never thought that the new emperor of the current Great Xia Dynasty would have such feelings for his nominal concubine.

In a fit of rage, he raised his hand and stabbed at the young man in front of him with a sword.

Baili Yuanhua did not dodge.

He was struck by the sword, right in the chest, and the blood snaked down and almost blinded.

The boy fell to one knee, his hand on his chest, the piercing red blood running down his fingers, and the snow-white knuckles that lined him even paler.

Baili Yuanhua can feel the passage of life.

"Chu Rong, I envy you."

He said this suddenly.

"At least, she really loved you."