Hua Luocheng moved his gaze to Mo Zhanting's face without fear. In the moonlight, Mo Zhanting's face was full of grief and sorrow. But Hua Luocheng never felt sorry for him. She deserves to enjoy Mo Zhanting's favor for herself. She felt that the relationship between her and Mo Zhanting was just a deal, and it was only natural for him to want to conquer him and pay a price. There is nothing that is not owed, but it is willing to gamble and lose.

But she never thought that Mo Zhanting would really be emotional.

"What I love is the singer Hua Luocheng, and it is my Luo Guifei! Instead of Tanglin fine princess Changping! Mo Zhanting's eyes were red, and he stared at Hua Luocheng's face, as if he was afraid to miss any expression on her face.

Hua Luocheng's nervousness at the moment was not because the two paths given by Mo Zhanting were not easy to choose, but because she knew very well that her choice would involve Yan Haonan. If she admits that she is a meticulous worker, this is an iron-clad divisive scheme. Yan Haonan can still be his general, and even if he receives some punishments, his life will not be harmed. Now this scene must not be able to go to her world. Take a step back and save his life. So, she smiled charmingly and said, "Isn't it obvious enough? Mo Zhanting. As the eldest princess of Tanglin, as a native of Tanglin, I am a ghost of Tanglin when I die. Sacrifice for the country... I have no regrets! "There has always been only one person who can call Mo Zhanting's name casually. She didn't look at Yan Haonan, her gaze fell back to the tip of the knife he was still holding, and said softly, "I won." ”

Mo Zhanting must have been extremely sad at that moment. Maybe the next moment he will order Hua Luocheng's head to be beheaded, or maybe he will order her to be imprisoned and tortured. But Mo Zhanting just closed his eyes in pain, and handed the sword to Yan Haonan with his backhand: "This woman has sinister intentions, and I am like a brother to you." Kill her, and I will release the queen from the Fengyi Palace to ensure the glory of your Yan family for generations! ”

The blade reflected the cold light, and the golden ginkgo leaves fell, just like when they first met, she was wearing the same white clothes that the two wore when they first met, and there were still blood stains left on the shoulders.

The only difference was that now they had only one enemy, but Yan Haonan couldn't swing his sword at her.

No matter what Yan Haonan decides, she doesn't blame him. But now, she was only afraid that he was too stupid.

Yan Haonan held the sword handed over by Mo Zhanting, and then, he made the same action as Mo Zhanting just now. He reversed the edge of the sword, pointed the tip of the sword at himself for the first time in his life, and handed the hilt of the sword to Mo Zhanting: "Let her go, I will die for her." ”

Mo Zhanting took the sword handed over by Yan Haonan, but laughed out loud because of his crazy words: "She admitted that she was a fine worker!" Everything she does is just to separate you and me! What stupidity are you committing! ”

Hua Luocheng looked up at the moon in the sky and said slowly: "The two countries are at war, what do you want?" Killing for a few cities... What if you win? Do you want to live in misery, or do you want to live and work in peace? The country is not too big or small, and people who understand so well will really ignore everything else for the sake of ambition? Hua Luocheng smiled lightly, looked at the fading murderous aura in Mo Zhanting's eyes, and continued: "All this is as you can see, it is all calculation. But this palace has never moved a little selfishness in this calculation! She shook her head slightly, and slammed into the sword in Mo Zhanting's hand with lightning speed, the sword sank into her chest, and the blood opened on her white clothes like red plums, one after another. She spit out a mouthful of blood violently, and covered the blade in pain, and there was still blood in Yan Haonan's palm on the blade.

She fell into the arms of Yan Haonan behind her, looked at the waning moon in the sky, and showed the last and most beautiful smile in this life: "General, do you say that the moonlight in the world is cold?" ”

In fact, she still has a lot of things to ask him, for example, just now he said, "I'll take you away, build a house in the ginkgo forest, stay away from strife, and live the life of a fairy couple" or not, but she can't ask. She is a meticulous worker, and she has neither the qualifications nor the position to fall in love with the general of an enemy country; She is a meticulous work, and she is destined to be just an illusion in the world. Yan Haonan said before she died, "You wait for me." It was enough for her to live her life in vain. Love requires a tacit understanding between two people, Yan Haonan knows what conspiracy is and what love is. He understood her heart.

But Yan Haonan could only repeat three words numbly at the moment: "You wait for me, you wait for me, you wait for me..."

Hua Luocheng shook her head with a smile at Yan Haonan, she turned her head with difficulty, and called out to Mo Zhanting, who was standing in place sluggishly: "Mo Zhanting..."

Mo Zhanting woke up from Fang Cai's shock, he staggered a little and ran to Hua Luocheng's side, pushed Yan Haonan away, knelt on the ground, and gently held her in his arms: "Put... He... Please..."Hua Luocheng's beautiful eyes have begun to lose their brilliance. "Don't die! I won't let you die! Mo Zhanting's voice was a little choked, "I let you go... I let you out of the palace, as long as you don't die..."

A few tears fell on Hua Luocheng's face. But she didn't have the strength to say a word anymore.

She looked at the high palace wall that she couldn't cross in this life, and finally she didn't breathe. She lay on the ground, like a wounded white bird when she had fallen in the ginkgo forest. Only this time, she couldn't stand up again.

She finally regained her free body, but she didn't see the world she had in mind. Her eyes didn't close, she just looked at the crescent moon in the sky, which finally dissipated into a white light.

She once thought that the world was the most precious luxury, but now she realized how lonely and free she was at that time.

Crying begonia flowers, laughing flowers Los Angeles.

After the story of Hua Luo Cheng is finished, the stamen of the begonia flower also shed pale golden nectar, which stirred up a circle of ripples in the sea of glass lights, which is the tears of the begonia flower and the tears of Hua Luo Cheng.

Everyone has a city in their heart, and there is their sweetheart living in the city. That person will pass through for a while in life, but he will be stranded in his memory for a lifetime. There is life and death between two people, how many people dare to look back on the past and face that period of broken past...

Most people choose to forget their regrets, and Gu Nianci is also one of them, so she admires those warriors who have the courage to face the past.

"Where does your sin begin?" Gu Nianci asked Hua Luocheng.

Hua Luocheng is a very logical girl, so she immediately understood the true meaning of "where to start". "From the time I met Yan Haonan."

Hua Luocheng is a smart and paranoid girl, and her ideal is the world. So in order to achieve the goal, she pursued almost madly. Like a persistent hunter who only wants to hunt a deer. In the process of chasing, she will not care about the scenery along the way, nor will she pay attention to the scars left by herself in the chase, and she will not hesitate to remove all the obstacles in front of her. She designed to meet Yan Haonan, and her accurate grasp of Mo Zhanting's character and meticulous grasp of the clear distinction between advance and retreat can be called easy.

"I calculated him, hurt him, designed him, dug traps and watched innocent people jump in... And his sister, if I am like those concubines in the harem, I will calculate her for love and fame and fortune, and fight with her. Maybe there will be no guilt. But I'm not for that, our fight was unequal from the beginning. What she lost to me was not the young and beautiful me, but me who didn't love Mo Zhanting, because she loved, so she suffered from gains and losses. The last thing I should have done was to calculate Yan Haonan, and I didn't tell him until I died that I loved him. ”

When Hua Luocheng said "love", she showed the crampedness and uneasiness that did not belong to the king, she lowered her head and smoothed the skirt without wrinkles, "I thought that death was a relief, because I felt that in the next life, I would definitely be able to find my world." When my father was alive, he told me that people should never give up hope, and once they gave up hope, their life was over. So even though my life was over, I didn't give up hope. I waited for 60 years at Meng Po and wanted to be reincarnated with him. Hua Luocheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said word by word: "My world is not a place, nor a good scene, but a person, that person is called Yan Haonan." It's a pity... I didn't see it until after I died..."