It is expected that such a major event related to the subversion of the four countries of Kyushu will not sit idly by. Now that the chess game has been decided, neither he nor Yan Rongzhen can let go, and it is a battlefield of life and death. Yan Rongzhen has always regarded Gu Xi as a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, and he is not unhappy; And Gu Xi also has the result he wants, and he can't be caught with his hands tied and killed.

Gu Xi's smile was ethereal, and he said with a hint of treachery in his tone: "If he can't attack it, I'll let someone help him attack it; If he can get in, I won't let him get in. ”

Yun Yanzheng frowned lightly, pondered his words, and asked, "Mo Huaizhu is also Yan Rongzhen's person?" ”

"Originally, it wasn't, but now they're in a mess and conspiring together." Gu Xi's fingertips tapped on the desk, and said idly: "As for how the two sides fought after the big thing succeeded, it is impossible to know." ”

Thinking that what he said "unknowable" was very interesting, Yun Yanzheng pursed his lips and smiled, his phoenix eyes were clear, and he smiled: "You won't let them do it?" "Since the big thing can't be done, naturally there will be no fight after the fact. Although this was a question, the tone was affirmative, and her eyes were very satisfied with the result of her guess, and she smiled slightly, and the smile was extraordinarily playful and cunning.

Gu Xi's hands were itchy for a while, and she couldn't help pinching her face, Yun Yanzheng looked frightened, and then smiled and said, "Am I right?" ”

Gu Xi smiled without saying a word, and nodded silently.

There was a shallow and dustless smile on his face, but a slight gloom flashed in his eyes. I don't know how long I can watch her smile, I thought I could live with her for the rest of my life, but recently, the poison of "Sui Sui" has become more and more uncontrollable. His hands were getting colder and colder, and even a little numb.

In order not to let her see his condition, he was constantly taking drugs and poisons, carving clay figurines, firing pottery, and exercising his fingers, so that they would not lose their flexibility so quickly.

Accompany her to play chess, read books, paint, watch snow, play the piano, practice swords, make wine, and do everything he can do with her, he must finish as soon as possible. In case of...... If one day he can't do it anymore, he never regrets it. What the final result of the competition between "Sui Sui" and Weeping Blood Gu was, he had already predicted, but he didn't fully know.

In the face of unknown results, he was not afraid, but now he has an extra weakness and an extra person who needs his care.

He was afraid that when that day came, he would not be able to protect her.

The gaze of the deep gaze only flashed for a moment, as if it did not exist like a mirror flower and a moon. Gu Xi grabbed Yun Yanzheng's warm hand, peeled off a doll from Baimei's embroidery bag, put it in her palm, and whispered, "Ah Yan, this is what I gave you." ”

Yun Yanzheng raised his eyebrows noticedly, and looked at the puppet stuffed in his hand with a smile, the brittle and thin white porcelain all over his body was as warm as jade, but it was purer and whiter than snow. She looked carefully, and the doll's eyebrows, expressions, movements, hair, clothes, and shoes were all extremely exquisite, as if a Gu Xi could be surrounded by her palm.

"This is you, what about me?" Yun Yanzheng rubbed the doll with love and said happily.

Seeing her happy appearance, Gu Yi smiled faintly, and took out an identical white plum embroidered bag from his sleeve, and after peeling it off in the same way, a small puppet of the same size was revealed.

The lifelike appearance is the sign of cloud speech.

Yun Yanzheng took the doll and put the two together, which is simply a treasure that everyone loves. She admired this ingenuity again and again!

Gu Xi's expression was gentle and gentle, and he smiled softly: "I belong to you, you belong to me, no matter where I go in the future, I will take you with me." ”

Yun Yanzheng's eyes were sparkling, and he also responded with a smile: "I will also take you with me in this life." ”

Gu Xi held her hand tightly, greedy for the warmth in her hand, stared at her smile, and whispered, "Okay, we will take each other with us for the rest of our lives." This time, you don't want to lose it again. "Perhaps, it will be difficult to carve one for you again.

"This time, I will definitely treasure it, hide it in the center, and forget it one day!" Yun Yanzheng strained slightly, and also held his usual cold hand, and whispered in a firm and affectionate tone.

Gu Xi's hand trembled slightly, but his always calm and unchanged face showed a smile like a pearl morning dew. She didn't know that on the inner walls of these two dolls, he had carved a poem with a silver needle: "The heart is love, but it is not enough." ”

They have a heart.

These two poems are actually hidden in the clouds, and they are forgotten; Gu Zangzhi, cloud forgetfulness.

Looking at Gu Xi's eyes as clear as water curiously, a trace of inexplicable laughter suddenly rose, Yun Yanzheng tilted his head, and asked as if he had a feeling: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Gu Xi shook his head slowly, so he said in a tricky way: "Don't say it." ”

Yun Yanzheng choked on him again, his face was frosty, he was so angry that he almost shook his hand away, and asked angrily: "Then what kind of strategy did you arrange to prevent Mo Huaizhu from attacking Chaoyang City, can you say it?" ”

Gu Xi nodded hurriedly, and said sincerely: "This matter can be said." ”

Yun Yanzheng raised a fist at him and gestured to him with a look in his eyes. Besides, it seems that it has to be solved by force? Although her force can't help him, how to say it, in this Yue City, she still has the loyalty of the brothers of the Nine Heavens Rider and the dark guard as the backing, wheel warfare, ants eat elephants, and tired people can also be tired.

Yuguo.

At night, the attendants beside the dragon family held the tray, walked through the long corridor, and walked into the "Yeri Palace" guarded by the forbidden army. "The attendants in the palace have long been retired, and only the only third prince of the Rongguo Mansion who is still alive in the world is left in the huge palace.

He is a member of the harem, and for the sake of royal decency, he does not ask the rest of the Rongguo Mansion to be beheaded together, but is confined in the palace waiting for the empress's decree.

Tonight, the decree has been given, and the king will give a glass of dove wine.

Jin Yao sat quietly on the red sandalwood chair in the hall, playing chess alone. He has a handsome face and a gentle temperament, and does not reveal a trace of panic and sadness before death. The goose yellow and white feather brocade clothes on the body seem to have been replaced after a new bath, a lotus pattern white hosta is swept on the bun, and the long hair hanging down is scattered behind him, and the whole person is clean and fresh like a new bamboo after the rain; It is also like a gentle jade statue that has been delicately polished by hand.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, his narrow eyes looked at the comer, and the inner service clothes embroidered with bird patterns in the blue were the newly promoted Bian Mo of the dragon family, and the two big inner masters.

"Jin Gongzi, Your Majesty has a decree, please accept it." Bian Mo stood in the center of the dormitory and preached, staring at the noble son in front of him in brocade clothes.

Jin Yao smiled coldly, and unhurriedly pushed the chess pieces in front of him, before he stood up, walked to Bian Mo's body and knelt down on his knees, and received the order.

Bian Mo read out the holy decree of the dragon family, and Jin Yao never heard half a word, as if he was in a trance. I think that since he fell into this cage, he has already understood his destiny. The ambition of the Rongguo Mansion, he can't change; He can't change the dragon's defense; The identity of the third son of the Jin family, he can't change it, knowing that this day will eventually come.

Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind.

Now it is only unfortunate that the Rongguo Mansion has been defeated.

He and the Rongguo Mansion were originally a prosperous and a loss-making fate, and they ended up being given death, which was also expected.

The Rongguo Mansion has long been dead, and the preparations he had made were also noticed by the dragon family, and now there is only one way to die.

Jin Yao indifferently accepted the holy decree and stood up slowly, his expression was still graceful, and he did not see any decline. He turned around and placed the decree on a few cases casually, and said indifferently, but thinking that he was a dying man, he did not ask for it. The dragon family didn't let him be in a different place, but he just gave him death like this, and he thought it was also a little affectionate.

Jin Yao smiled, and he no longer pondered the thoughts of the dragon family. He only picked up the picture scroll that had been prepared on the desk, turned around and handed it to Bian Mo, and whispered: "This is a small elephant I painted for Your Majesty, and Lord Lao Bian will transfer it to Your Majesty on my behalf, so I can think about it." ”

After Bian Mo hesitated for a moment, he finally took it in his hand and replied: "The slave and maid will live up to the trust of Jin Gongzi." He also took back an embroidered bag of gold that he had handed him, and it was customary to reward the attendants who came to announce the decree.

Jin Yao glanced at her, but didn't insist, so he threw the embroidered bag on the case, and the corners of his lips showed a cold smile with a soft sound of "dang".

Bian Mo didn't urge him, but only asked, "Does Jin Gongzi have anything else to say to His Majesty?" ”

Jin Yao hooked the corners of her lips, shook her head, raised her hand to the cup in the tray on the hand of the attendant beside her, picked up the emerald cup, resolutely pressed it to her lips, and slowly drank a glass of dove wine.

The two attendants were not shocked, and Bian Mo was already used to seeing life and death, so he just sighed softly in his heart and remained silent.

Jin Yao didn't look at them anymore, just turned back and sat down on the chaise longue and lay back. As soon as he closed his eyes, a trail of black-brown blood spilled from the corner of his lips, snaked down his fair cheeks, and dripped onto the cushions of the chaise longue.

Bian Mo opened his eyes faintly, and couldn't bear to look at it again.

After waiting for a while, the attendant on the side stepped forward to feel the pulse on Jin Yao's neck, turned around and nodded to Bian Mo without saying a word.

Bian Mo clenched the scroll in his hand and whispered: "Since Jin Gongzi is gone, let's go back to Your Majesty to resume my life." ”

In the Imperial Study.

After listening to Bian Mo's report, the expression on his face was faint and could not see joy and anger, and he coldly instructed her about Jin Yao's burial, and then waved her hand to let her retreat.

Bian Mo looked at her expression, hesitated for a moment, but still presented the scroll in his hand, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, this is the scroll that Jin Gongzi entrusted to the slave and maid to hand over to Your Majesty before he went." ”

The dragon seemed stunned and motioned for her to put the scroll on her desk.

After Bian Mo respectfully put down the scroll, he quietly withdrew from the diligent study.

The dragon's eyes wandered over the picture scroll, and he inadvertently recalled the various scenes with Jin Yao after entering the palace, as if he was watching flowers; It's like yesterday.