The wind on the edge of the cliff was very strong, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted, Hua Xuanji's face was full of crystal teardrops, her shoulders were constantly trembling because of crying, and she was holding a light song covered in blood and her face was slowly turning blue in her arms.

"Then go back." After hearing the little girl's words, Hua Xuanji roared without thinking about it, almost using all her strength, and her voice was hoarse as if she was rolling on the sand.

"Behind is the pursuers, I'll ......," the man said with a look of grievance.

"Miss." Qingge only felt that her whole face was stiff, and the blood was slowly flowing slowly, and she had been with Bai Yan for so long, she was still able to distinguish some poison. Raising her hand with difficulty, Qingge slowly wiped away the tears on Hua Xuanji's face, but added a little red blood to her face.

"Don't work hard for me, I, I can't live anymore." Qingge whimpered, and blood slowly spilled out of her mouth.

"Don't say it, don't say it." Hua Xuanji hurriedly wiped the blood on Qingge's mouth, but there were more and more tears.

"Miss, let Qingge finish speaking, otherwise Qingge will feel guilty for the rest of his life, and he won't die in peace." Qingge swallowed a mouthful of blood, clenched his fists and said slowly: "Actually, Qingge is the person next to Bai Yan, originally what Qingge had to do was to let Miss and the prince slowly promote, Qingge heard a news from the prophet that day, if Miss didn't die, then it would be him who died, so, that day...... It was I who kidnapped Miss and sent her to that hut. Miss, you don't have to cry for me, all this is what I deserve, I shouldn't betray Miss, Miss is so good to me....... but I ......"

Qingge forced his eyes, and said slowly: "I have met many people, seen many men, and once had feelings for the prince, but in the end, I still love him." Don't blame the beautiful brother who brought me out of the pile of countless dead people, miss, he is just to avenge his mother...... I ......"

It was he who took advantage of you, Hua Xuanji pursed her lips, and hugged Qingge tightly in her arms, I still remember that there was once a little girl who was slapped in the face in order to get a bowl of porridge for herself, and grabbed herself in front of her when she hit the board, and brought a little warmth to herself in this place that she was not familiar with.

Although it may not be her own to do these things, Hua Xuanji will always remember the little girl who looks soft and weak and chatters.

Gently resting her head on Qingge's head, Hua Xuanji patted Qingge's back again and again, holding her tightly in her arms, because she couldn't even say a word completely because of crying.

"Light Song...... It's not your fault, you'...... It's just doing what I'm told, Qingge, I won't blame you, I'll never blame you! ”

"Miss." Qingge took a deep breath, a bitter but satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said intermittently: "Can you promise me...... My last request. Just one, just one ......" said that the light song behind him was almost unable to make a sound, his mouth was swollen and swollen, and he couldn't feel the slightest temperature.

"What's the last one, wait until you're ready, I'...... I promise you ten, twenty, I will agree to not many requests, Qingge, you are okay, Qingge, you hold on, I, let's go back to the doctor. ”

"Miss." Qingge helplessly pulled the sleeve of Lathua Xuanji, "Qingge...... It's really not good, Miss, you, please let Qingge comb your hair once, Qingge seems to have not combed your hair for a long time, Qingge remembers, that day in the palace, you were wearing a bright red shirt, and you were wearing Qingge's hair combed for you, really, so beautiful, so beautiful. Qingge's eyes were a little sloppy, and the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to bring her back to the palace banquet that day.

At that time, Hua Xuanji was still a little girl who didn't understand anything when she first came to the emperor, she dared to argue with the emperor, she dared to refuse the marriage of the second prince, and she dared to ask the prince why he didn't like other colored dishes...... On that same day, they encountered the White Flame......

"Okay." Hua Xuanji couldn't cry for a long time, but she instantly asked suspiciously: "There is no wooden comb and no mirror here, how to comb?" ”

"I, I've brought it all." I had long thought that I would have this day, and after Hua Xuanji was injured, Qingge hid the small mirror and wooden comb in his arms.

Hua Xuanji let go of the light song and helped her sit on the high carriage, while she bent down and squatted down, and the plain linen clothes bloomed into big red flowers under the rendering of blood, like a mandala on the other side of the Hell Bridge.

The ink-colored hair was completely scattered in front of Qingge, like a black satin, like silk, Qingge took out a peachwood comb from his arms with trembling hands, afraid that the blood on his hands would dye the black hair, so he rubbed it himself. The movement was too big and involved the wound, but Qingge gritted his teeth and endured it.

Reaching out and grabbing a strand of black hair, the voice of the light song couldn't be softer, like a dream.

"What are you going to comb for Miss today, how about the double bun that you are good at...... It seems to be a bit of an ordinary ......" Qingge bent over to comb Hua Xuanji with difficulty, while she kept muttering to herself, but Hua Xuanji, who was sitting on the ground, had already burst into tears.

Blood dripped down the mahogany sword feather, and left straight down Hua Xuanji's neck, Hua Xuanji's body trembled, trembling, and let the little hand that slowly became cold weave back and forth on her head.

After a while, the cold little hand slowly stopped, and Qingge took out a mirror from his arms again, and said to Hua Xuanji: "Miss, look like this...... Isn't that beautiful? ”

"Beauty, beauty, beauty." Hua Xuanji looked in the mirror and saw Qingge's face without the slightest blood, and kept talking.

"That would be fine......"

"Slap" With Qingge's weak sound, the wooden comb that was still combing back and forth on Hua Xuanji's head just now slipped from Qingge's startled and numb little hands, and the dense long eyelashes trembled slightly, Qingge took one last look at Hua Xuanji and slowly closed his eyes.

"Light song! Light song. Hua Xuanji's voice even shook the leaves of the entire forest, and she hugged Qingge tightly in her arms, crying helplessly.

"Huh~" With a sound of horses' hooves rubbing against the ground, an extremely familiar voice suddenly reached Hua Xuanji's ears, Hua Xuanji was not in a hurry to go out, reached out to wipe the tears on her face, and no longer saw the slightest expression on her face.

gave all the cloth bag wrapped in silver from his arms to the little guy, held Qingge's body and handed it to her, and said slowly, word by word: "Find a place and help me bury her, she didn't feel home before, and she must be given a home after death." ”