Large snowflakes fell from the gray sky, and the wind hit Mu Yan's face. Suddenly, Mu Yan stared intently at Murong Zixuan, who was lying motionless in the distance, as if something was breaking little by little, and then disappeared.

I couldn't tell what was missing, but when Mu Yan saw Murong Zixuan say that sentence to herself with the shape of her lips, she suddenly felt an urge not to let him die.

He said he loved her.

The simple three words made Mu Yan feel the urge to cry.

There has never been a shortage of men who have taken the initiative to show her affection, and there has never been a shortage of men who have said these three words to her that make her sick to her stomach. But for this Murong Zixuan, for this man who died tragically when he met for the first time, Mu Yan was shaken.

Standing in place, Mu Yan slowly shifted his gaze from Murong Zixuan's body to Xia Yifeng.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Mu Yan with a smile, Xia Yifeng raised his hand, gently removed the snowflakes on Mu Yan's head, and asked unceremoniously and directly, "Are you reluctant to let him die?" ”

Xia Yifeng's directness made Mu Yan a little annoyed. His eyes were gloomy and his eyes were opposite to Xia Yifeng, and Mu Yan's voice was cold, "For me, who doesn't remember anything, I shouldn't believe that Murong Zixuan, but I shouldn't believe you either." Isn't it? ”

"So what?" Nodding with interest, Xia Yifeng clasped his hands around his chest and motioned for Mu Yan to continue.

"So, I don't need to follow your arrangement." After speaking resolutely, Mu Yan silently took a step back. But who knows, Xia Yifeng didn't give her a chance to retreat at all.

Reached out and grabbed Mu Yan's arm to stop Mu Yan's movements. The corners of Xia Yifeng's mouth rose and said, "I am the emperor." If I let him die, he can't help but die. So even Xiao Yan'er, you, can't save his life. ”

Domineeringly pulled Mu Yan into his arms, Xia Yifeng forcibly took her to the carriage and pushed Mu Yan into the carriage. Turning around and glancing at Tang Wei and Qi Heichu in front of him, Xia Yifeng ordered in a low voice: "Don't let her leave your sight, if something goes wrong with her, I want you to come and see her." ”

Xia Yifeng watched the carriage slowly leave and drove in the direction of Yixuan Kingdom. When the carriage passed by Murong Zixuan's side, Xia Yifeng's eyes couldn't help but pass through a haze. Murong Zixuan is dead, and Yun Qingshan will not give up. I'm afraid that after I return to China, I will inevitably waste some time and energy on the people of the Murong family......

Opening the car window, Mu Yan looked at the snow outside the window expressionlessly. When she and Murong Zixuan, who heard the sound of the carriage and opened his eyes weakly, looked at each other, Mu Yan quickly closed the window, preventing himself from touching his sight again.

To be soft on people is to be cruel to oneself. You shouldn't have a little affection for anyone, this is what Mu Yan has always kept in mind.

It's just a man, so what if it's dead? Raising the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, Mu Yan leaned on the carriage with his eyes closed, trying to smooth the waves in his heart.

Lying on the ground, Murong Zixuan watched Mu Yan's face disappear from in front of him, watching the carriage go farther and farther. The illusion in his heart was slowly shattered and slowly disappeared, Murong Zixuan let out a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly.

It starts with not knowing oneself and ends without knowing oneself. A perfect ending.

It is better to be broken than to be complete. If you don't love yourself, you don't remember yourself at all.

Tears slipped silently from the corners of Murong Zixuan's eyes, becoming more and more uncontrollable. Looking sideways at Xia Yifeng who walked in front of him, watching him squat down murderously, and then stretching his hand to his neck, Murong Zixuan knew that he had no way to live at all.

Holding Murong Zixuan's neck with both hands, Xia Yifeng just wanted to twist his neck to prevent future troubles, but he didn't expect that Murong Zixuan actually said to himself, "Be nice to her".

Sneering, Xia Yifeng didn't bother to give him any response. Listening to the sound of Murong Zixuan's bones being twisted, Xia Yifeng wiped the blood on his hands with Murong Zixuan's clothes, then jumped on the horse's back and walked away.

On the endless snow, Murong Zixuan's body was lying there at first glance. The red blood stains around him were gradually hidden by the falling snowflakes.

The overcast sky, the whistling of the wind. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and soon, the big one had already hidden Murong Zixuan's body under the snow, making it impossible to find it.

Murong Zixuan, whose body was cold and had no breath at all, lay quietly under the snow like that. However, the corners of his mouth have been slightly raised......

The carriage was running fast on the snow, and after a long time, it had reached the border of the Cangming country.

Opening her eyes, Mu Yan felt the stopped carriage, and after listening to Tang Wei outside the carriage talking to others for a few words, he drove the carriage forward again, Mu Yan lazily loosened her muscles, and then looked at Leng Yan'er who had been staring at her next to her, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Lowering his head, Leng Yan'er's eyes flickered. For some reason, she always felt that something was wrong with Mu Yan now, but she couldn't say where it was.

After leaving the Cangming Kingdom, he arrived at the territory of the Yixuan Kingdom after a while. After finding an inn and stopping, Mu Yan followed a few people into the room without saying a word and sat on the edge of the bed.

Taking off the heavy mink fur and coat on his body, Mu Yan turned his head to see what the few people over there were doing. But the picture that caught her eye made her body stunned.

The man, Zhou Ziqian, was slashing his wrist with a dagger, dripping blood into a porcelain bowl. After receiving a whole bowl of blood, he smiled and handed the blood to Tang Wei, and then Tang Wei took the blood, walked to another table, and poured it into a flower pot.

The only white flower in the pot gradually changed color after being watered with blood. But after Tang Wei completely poured out all the blood, the baby pink flower suddenly grew taller, and then returned to its original white appearance.

Biting his lower lip, Mu Yan cautiously observed the movements and expressions of those people. And in my heart, I am constantly secretly guessing.

After resting for a while, Tang Wei stopped the bleeding for Zhou Ziqian and let him take some medicine. Then, several people set off non-stop.

After sitting in the car for a few days, just when Mu Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore, they finally arrived at their destination.

Frowning and looking at the palace in front of him, Mu Yan's mood was a little complicated. On the road these days, she already knows something in her heart. What is Xia Yifeng's identity, and what is her identity. What exactly happened during this time. But when he saw the magnificent palace in front of him with his own eyes, Mu Yan's mind couldn't help but go blank again.

Standing quietly in place, Mu Yan silently looked at those who came out to greet him. When Mu Moheng walked on his two calves, staggered to Mu Yan's side, raised his head longingly, and asked her to hug him. Mu Yan couldn't help but take a step back......

This book was first published.

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