Chapter 237: The Fall of Nanchi

Shangguan Jiyue looked at the heavenly fire that reflected half of the sky in front of her, but her deep black eyes instantly burst out with dazzling brilliance.

Could it be that Huangfu Chen and Mo Yi set this fire?!

Although she didn't know what happened in Pingyang City, but looking at the situation, it must have been an accident in the Nanchi Palace, which caused the soldiers defending the city to disperse in a hurry, and Pingyang City is now really an empty city, and there is no soldier to guard it.

At this moment, with a muffled sound, a fireworks roared up from the ground in the western sky, soaring into the depths of the night, and suddenly exploded a purple spark.

It's Yu Wenyi's signal! It is the signal of the soldiers of the three armies agreed with her and Yu Wenyi to attack the city!

"Siege!"

Shangguan Jiyue gave an order, and took the lead in jumping up from horseback, swept over the turbulent moat, and jumped onto the head of Pingyang City like a whirlwind.

Looking at the two spiritual tablets in front of him with the names of the people he was most familiar with, Shangguan Jiyue's tears couldn't stop flowing anymore.

She knelt on her knees with a "poof", bowed deeply to the spiritual position, and choked up: "Father, eldest brother, Yue'er is not filial, Yue'er is late......"

It was destined to be a restless night.

The 200,000 troops of Beicang rushed into Pingyang City, the capital of Nanchi, without much effort.

After tonight, on the Huashuo continent, the Nanchi Kingdom will cease to exist, and Situ's tyranny will end in this fiery night.

The fire in the palace of Nanchi burned for a day and a night.

After this strange fire, there is no trace of the magnificent palace that once symbolized power, and the entire imperial city is in ruins. Everywhere you look, there are black ruins and signs of decay left by the fire.

The battle of Binh Duong, the world does not know what happened that night. All the officials in Nanchi were killed in the fire, and none of them survived. The cause of the fire has become a mystery.

When Shangguan Jiyue searched almost the entire Pingyang City, and finally found Huangfu Chen and Mo Yi in a secret dungeon in the palace, although both of them were unconscious, they were not affected by the fire at all.

What's even more surprising is that while Huang Fuchen and Mo Yi were found, Situ Rui's body was also found.

Situ Rui's death was extremely tragic, his throat bone was crushed, several knives pierced his body, all the blood in his body was drained, and all the bright yellow dragon robes on his body were dyed blood-red.

His body was nailed to the walls of the dungeon with a steel knife. What's even more terrifying is that his head was forcibly pulled out after the cervical vertebrae were torn off by external force. The fracture between the neck is uneven, and the flesh is blurred. At this point, the head was thrown in a corner like a broken jar.

is as brutal as him, but when Situ Rui was alive, he never thought that one day, he would die so miserably, and he didn't even leave a whole corpse.

In addition to Situ Rui, there were also more than a dozen corpses lying in the dungeon. Judging by their clothing, they should be the guards of this dungeon.

Compared with Situ Rui's death, they were all fatal by a sharp weapon. The other party shot quickly and accurately, and they didn't even have a chance to struggle, so they were killed.

Mo Yi's injuries are relatively light, there is only one wound on the whole body, on the left inner thigh, the wound is deep, but it seems that someone has been bandaged with gold sore medicine, the wound is not infected, and it will not be life-threatening.

And Huang Fuchen was not so lucky.

When Shangguan Jiyue found him, he was covered with traces of whipping all over his body, and his clothes had long been torn apart. The hideous blood marks on the skin on the chest were one next to the other, one covered by the other, intricately intertwined, and it was shocking to watch.

Although the wounds on his body were also carefully treated, because he was so badly injured, there was hardly a good place on the skin on his body, and he still had a fever.

Looking at all this, Shangguan Jiyue trembled, as if a thousand knives had been inserted in her heart at the same time, the blood flowed like an infusion, and the pain was unbearable.

She threw herself down beside Huang Fuchen, and the hot in her eyes had already dripped like beads, and they fell to the ground.

Her hands trembled and she wanted to come forward and hug him, but she was afraid to touch his wound and hurt him. In the end, he could only crawl in place with blurred tears and wept bitterly, shouting his name over and over again.

Again, again he was hurt for her, this man really loves her with his life!

In his heart, she was a more important existence than his own life, and she had never changed from beginning to end.

His heart for her is pure and true. His love for her is unswerving. His love for her is as heavy as mountains and seas, transcending the distance of time......

Three days later.

Inside the inn.

A beautiful woman with a beautiful face sat on the edge of the bed, looking deeply at the handsome man leaning on the head of the bed, and both of them clearly reflected each other's figures in their eyes.

They just looked at each other as if time had stood still at this moment, and they were silent for a long time. But the deep affection in those eyes couldn't be hidden, and the full desire overflowed.

After a long time, the man spoke, and his voice was a little sickly hoarse and low: "Yue'er, come here." ”

The woman pulled the corners of her lips, smiled slightly, and moved forward a little.

"Sit down a little more."

The obedient woman moved forward again, but kept an arm's length from the man.

The man's face darkened: "Come over a little more." ”

The woman looked at the distance between the two, shook her head decisively, lightly opened her lips, and said softly: "Huangfu Chen, your injury is not healed yet." ”

"It's scabbed."

The man stubbornly stretched out his arms to the woman, trying to take the woman into his arms.

Seeing this, Shangguan Jiyue smiled helplessly and shook her head, reached out to hold his fingers, moved her body forward again, and gently leaned on his chest.

The man frowned almost invisibly, endured the pain of the wound, and reached out to hug the woman in his arms.

"Does it hurt?" Shangguan Jiyue asked softly.

"It doesn't hurt."

Hearing this, Shangguan Jiyue only felt a tightness in her throat, and the mist in her eyes had already filled her eyes.

She would never forget how he lay lifeless in the dungeon, covered in blood. At that moment, she clearly felt her heart suddenly stop beating. She was so scared, afraid that he would leave her quietly, afraid that she would never see him again......

Tears fell silently, and she bit her lip, trying not to let herself cry out loud, so that he would not notice her strangeness.

She didn't know that in a place she couldn't see, the man's starry eyes were quickly filled with pity.

She's crying, isn't she? Tears were already drenching his middle coat.

At the moment when Situ Rui waved the steel knife at him, he also thought that he would never see her again. I could no longer hold her in my arms like I did now, and I could no longer see her shy appearance in his arms.

However, God has mercy in the end, and he is still alive and well, and he is alive with her. All the suffering is over, and he and she will have a better future.

This feeling is really good, and this feeling of being lost and regained makes him cherish every minute and every second he has with her even more.

hugged her quietly for a long time, until he realized that the body of the woman in his arms was no longer so stiff, and then Huang Fuchen spoke again and said slowly: "Yue'er, your great revenge has been avenged." This time back to the dynasty, let's ask our father to give me a marriage. ”

"Good ......," the woman's voice choked up imperceptibly, "I'll listen to you." ”

When the man heard this, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and in a voice that only two people could hear, he leaned into her ear and asked in a low voice: "When my father gives me a marriage, can this king do whatever he wants to Yue'er?" ”

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