The blood stains on his chest snaked down, and a burst of darkness flashed in front of his eyes, Qi Jue's face was as white as paper, and he felt the loss of vitality in his body.

Covering his chest with one hand, he held the cold sword with the other.

The iron-clad young general knelt on one knee.

In a trance, Qi Jue seemed to see that the little girl with a smile like a flower poked her little head out and tilted her head to ask him if the fireworks in the sky were good.

Those beautiful and simple peach blossom eyes are as beautiful as falling stars in the sky.

"Beautiful."

The teenager was so low that he could barely hear a word.

The fireworks that day were too beautiful, the scenery was too beautiful, and the people were too beautiful to blind his eyes.

Gripping the red rope in his hand, the young man's picturesque eyebrows and eyes bloomed with a relieved smile, clean and gentle.

Chao yang.

Wait for me, okay.

I...... I'm coming for you.

The little son of the Qi family, who is amazing and gorgeous, and has the best style in the capital.

In the end, he died on the battlefield.

No one thought that he would choose to die in such a tragic way.

The battle that day, although it was a dead end, Qi Jue was not unbreakable.

If it weren't for the death of his heart, how could he be willing to die.

Long yellow sand, endless wasteland.

There is a young talent buried in his bones.

Chaoyang died under a glass of poisoned wine.

The emperor of Xiliang was unwilling to be restrained by Xiao Yunran, and he hatched a conspiracy.

Poisoned.

Unexpectedly, this glass of wine was mistakenly drunk by the rising sun.

The beautiful girl wearing a light crimson palace dress had a pale face, and the blood from the corners of her mouth couldn't stop dripping.

One drop, two drops.

The girl's slender white fingers covered her chest, and she fell down slowly, her beautiful and clean peach blossom eyes even had shallow confusion in them.

She didn't quite understand the situation.

Just watched as the rising sun fell limply in front of him.

Xiao Yunran froze there completely.

The chill ran from the soles of his feet to his whole body, and he only felt a chill all over his body.

It's just a few steps away.

The young man felt as if there was a gap between them.

He pounced, his slender legs curled, and gently wrapped his arms around Chaoyang's body, letting her head rest on his chest.

"Chaoyang, I'll save you...... It's going to be fine......"

The regent of Xiliang was so at a loss for the first time, and he even began to speak incoherently.

In fact, Xiao Yunran knew.

There is no cure for this poison.

Even, it has the effect of turning bones.

This meant that he couldn't even save her body.

For the first time, the youth experienced the feeling of hopelessness.

"Am I going to die?" Chaoyang asked him.

"No, no......" hugged the girl in his arms, the young man's whole body was trembling, and the cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows was bright red like blood.

Xiao Yunran didn't know if he was saying this to Chaoyang or to himself.

Chaoyang felt a little sleepy, and his chest hurt so much that he couldn't speak.

"I want to go home."

"Qi Jue, we haven't gone to see the fireworks again, at the marriage tree......"

A low murmur, with a hint of grievance.

She blinked a little slowly, and slowly closed her eyes.

"I'll let you go, you can go to him, as long as you live well, okay?"

For the first time, the young man, who had never bent down, pleaded so in such a low voice.

You can do whatever you want.

I just want you to live.

Good no good?

Please......

Chaoyang is dead.

There are no bones left.

The girl who is bright and captivating in the city has not even left half a trace of existence in this world.

overthrew the Xiliang Dynasty that he once guarded, and beheaded the so-called Xiliang Emperor with a sword.

The three-foot green blade was stained with blood.

The regent of Xiliang usurped the throne.

Xiao Yunran ascended to the position of the Ninety-Five.

So far, with boundless glory, enjoy a lifetime of loneliness.

Bloodstained country.

The cinnabar in the eyebrows is picturesque.

How can you smile like a flower?