Sword Shadow Pavilion.

Zhao Xiangling paced uneasily, and had already walked around the house hundreds of times.

"Haven't heard from it yet?" Zhao Xiangling asked Shui Sandao who came back.

Shui San respectfully: "Your Majesty, Zuo Xiang has a signal, he is safe, so we don't have to worry." ”

Don't worry, don't worry, and always want her not to worry, right?

God knows what kind of crazy thing that bold Xu Buxuan will do, if Ruiqing can't stabilize the situation, then how will he come back.

"Go again." Zhao Xiangling said, "It's really not okay to tie him up to me." ”

Originally, in the plan, he could have escaped a long time ago, but he didn't, he wanted to stay and persuade Xu Buxuan, he hoped to reduce bloodshed and sacrifice.

In other words, he hopes that such a thing as destroying the door will not be written in her history.

Although the training of private soldiers was enough to cause the Xu family to be wiped out, most of them were still innocent. Even if it is the culprit Xu Buxuan, there is something forgivable about him.

On the boat of the Yu family, how can you get out? Even if he doesn't help Yu Deze, he can't get out of it.

Zhao Xiangling knew that Li Ruiqing had good intentions and hoped to create a good reputation for her, but she didn't want this reputation to be exchanged for his life.

This kind of risk-taking method, she didn't want him to do.

Qingge looked at Zhao Xiangling anxiously, and comforted: "Your Majesty, Lord Zuo Xiangji has celestial phenomena, and it will be fine." ”

Zhao Xiangling sat down, took a sip of tea and calmed down: "You don't understand, you don't understand." ”

This situation is simply out of control, and no one knows what will happen next. Even if Rui Qingzhen accepts Xu Buxuan, it is impossible to say that there will be changes in the next breath.

You know, there's still a mysterious sound behind you!

Yu Xiu stood aside and took Zhao Xiangling's big-sleeved shirt: "Your Majesty, you still wear this, it's cold, you just take a bath, don't catch a cold." ”

Zhao Xiangling raised his hand and asked her to put on her clothes: "How is the fire language?" ”

"The doctor has seen him, there is no major problem, just rest for a few days." Yu Xiu squatted down, tied Zhao Xiangling's clothes, and suddenly saw a bracelet on her hand, and couldn't help but look at it twice.

The bracelet was as red as chicken blood, but it didn't look like jade, and I couldn't tell what other material it was, but I had never seen it before.

"Like?" Zhao Xiangling looked at the bracelet in his hand and said casually, "This one can't be given to you, let Qingge rummage through my box and find the same one for you." ”

The bracelet in her hand was a gift from Yi Mengchen to her, and she couldn't give it up. If it weren't for Su Xiu's staring for a long time, she would have almost forgotten about it.

"It's not." Yu Xiu straightened Zhao Xiangling's clothes, got up and lowered his eyebrows, "It's just that I saw the same one from Master Xuanyi, and I think it's a little strange." ”

"The same?" Zhao Xiangling was interested, "You mean ......?"

Before she could ask, she heard footsteps outside in a hurry, looked up and saw a white dress, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and smile slightly.

"Ruiqing!" She raised her head and walked out briskly.

It seems that he is not injured and there is nothing out of the ordinary. Zhao Xiangling's hanging heart rested back in his stomach.

Li Ruiqing didn't speak, and saw her running over, standing in place, looking at her indifferently, not much joy, but like full of joy.

"Ruiqing, it's good for you to come back." Zhao Xiangling smiled and grabbed Li Ruiqing's sleeve, "Don't do this next time, otherwise you will break your legs." ”

Li Ruiqing lowered his head slightly and responded: "Hmm." ”

Zhao Xiangling faintly felt that something was wrong, and stood in front of him and looked back: "What about Si Koli?" What about stone flows? Why didn't they come back with you? ”

There was no one behind him.

Even if Si Koli didn't come back with him, it would be impossible for Shiliu to run around at this juncture.

Could it be that she was mistaken?

Zhao Xiangling twisted his eyebrows and looked behind him persistently. There was no one behind, and she felt more and more that something was wrong.

She didn't notice that since Li Ruiqing came in, Shui Sanmeiyu was full of doubts, and Yu Xiu moved to Qingge's side, and the two whispered a few words.

I don't know what they said, Qingge's face suddenly changed, and he said loudly: "Your Majesty! Be careful, he doesn't ......"

Qingge's words couldn't continue.

There was a muffled sound, the sound of a knife entering the flesh.

Zhao Xiangling pinched the handle of the knife, raised his eyes to look at Li Ruiqing, his eyes were full of coolness: "Why?" ”

Why. She asked.

The tip of the knife was already halfway in, and the red blood slid down the blade and Zhao Xiangling's white fingers, smashing on the ground and falling into the dust.

It seems to be mocking, and it seems to be full of disdain.

The chanting of Qingge in his ears was already blurred, and the wind brought by Shui San's flutter could not be felt.

Zhao Xiangling's eyes only had that face, and the indifference that had never appeared on that face.

Indifference to her.

She wanted an answer. She had never believed in a person like that.

Why him? Why was he the one who plunged the knife into her heart!

She held the knife on her chest stubbornly, and her eyes were bloodshot: "Tell me, Li Ruiqing, why!" ”

Li Ruiqing pursed his lips, held her hand, and slowly rotated the tip of the knife, word by word, no more gentle.

He laughed: "Why? Because I'm Zhao Xian. ”

Trust collapsed in an instant, Zhao Xiangling wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed tears in his eyes.

She is the emperor, she shouldn't have feelings, she shouldn't be so relieved to hand over her back to someone, even if that person is Li Ruiqing.

Even if that person's surname is Li, it is called Ruiqing.

It turns out that all proximity is deception, and it turns out that all the giving has a purpose.

It turns out that everyone is the same.

Zhao Xiangling took two steps back, pulled out the knife inserted in his chest, looked at the red blood on his head, looked at the blood stained on his clothes, and remembered the rain of arrows for more than ten years.

Lin Xiuyan. Her mother's best friend for decades, her best uncle, is also a traitor.

They're all the same.

Originally...... So.

Zhao Xiangling wanted to cry, but she laughed. She looked at the face and raised her hand to tug hard.

It's true. The face is real, not a mask.

The last bit of hope was also scattered, and Zhao Xiangling finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell backwards on his back, falling into the dust and falling into her blood.

Just like the bloody clothes of atonement more than ten years ago, it is a betrayal that cannot be washed away, and it is a betrayal that can never be forgotten!

Li Ruiqing. Her favorite person, tell her that he is Zhao Xian.

From the moment you enter the palace, who has fallen into whose trap?

It's him? Or her.

Is that her? It's her addiction, it's her sinking, it's her hopelessness.

It turned out that she had been the only one all along.

An extremely thin line of water mixed with blood fell with Zhao Xiangling, fell, fell into the endless abyss, and there was no end in sight.

In the end, it was dark.

There is no light.

Yes, she Zhao Xiangling, how can He De, where does the light come from? What qualifications does she have in exchange for someone to tolerate her like this?

It's just the throne.

She didn't want it. I don't want anything anymore.

Whoever wants it to take it, anyway, she, don't want it......

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