Feng Miaolian was confused and unconscious again, but she was still clear whether Ye Jia had been here or not. In his most painful, sorrowful, and desperate and helpless time, Ye Jia once came. Not only did he come, but he saved his life.

Such a person! In all the difficulties, Mercedes-Benz rescued, and whenever he looked back, he would appear, as if it was a shadow of himself, always appearing at critical moments.

She raised her voice slightly: "Chen Jia, you go out and check it out immediately." Tell me the news of the national teacher as soon as possible. ”

Chen Jia didn't dare to refuse.

However, no one knows Ye Jia's movements.

It was an extremely quiet place, and he stood under a huge old tree. A flower, a leaf, a branch and a tree, as far as the eye can see, is Bodhi.

The wind blew, and the leaves fell on his shoulders.

It's like the accusations of the bustling villagers behind him.

"He killed someone......"

"We all saw it was him......"

"It's this monk......"

"Phew, where is he a monk...... Obscene Monk ...... Adulterous thief...... He must have seen that the girl was beautiful and had a thief's heart...... So kill people and kill people...... Phew......"

"Ye Jia, you killed Baozhu, killed Doctor Hua, and killed two guards......"

Countless sewage was poured on him, but he was not going to tell. Compared to the tragic deaths of Baozhu and Dr. Hua, he seemed powerless to distinguish anything, and he was unwilling.

He was just silent.

I confess all the crimes.

Only noble people know how to be silent.

I confess my sins, please do it.

The sin is not in the body, but the sin is in the heart, and this is also a sin.

Suddenly there was silence all around, and the heavens and the earth were as silent as he was.

But even a tree, a piece of grass, can tell you what you see. Just like the seeds of dandelions, they can fly far, far away.

"King Xianyang and Princess Pengcheng colluded, and Miaolian is very dangerous."

Just one sentence.

That's all he said, and that's it.

He is not good at describing what has happened in extremely inflammatory terms, nor is he able to account at length about the past. King Xianyang, like himself, thinks he deserves to die.

However, how to die can only be a matter for him to Tuobahong.

The reason why he was so brazen and added this sentence was only because of the woman: she had suffered too much and experienced too many disappointments. Over and over again, the position of queen was bought with her life; And the child didn't even get his life in exchange.

He is obliged to be so brazen once.

There was silence for a long time, the air was full of dignified and bleak molecules, and the two men opposite each other were like a pair of strangers, who had never known each other and did not understand each other.

"Ye Jia, you go."

He looked back.

A pair of eyes on the other side went deep into the ancient pool, and he couldn't even see any emotion. Great sorrow was dead, and as much as his hope was, no amount of shock could stir up his strong impulses.

Ye Jia suddenly understood: he knew everything. All this cannot be hidden from him.

It's just, in time, place, reincarnation, years...... In the wrong time period, I played a sideline and entered a terrible misunderstanding, so it was too late to change.

He was shocked.

Because of shock, and pity.

The upper position is high, who knows the hard grievances inside?? Make a bold move, and kill the heresy when it is found, it is a tyrant, and ten thousand people will be requisitioned; But once the heart is merciful, all of a sudden, the villain is blinded, and the injury is even more immeasurable.

It's like his bland tone, which contains only one layer of meaning: You go! In this life and this life, we will never see each other again.

Ye Jiaru was slapped in the chest, and the huge bloody handprint had already gone down.

He suddenly didn't dare to look at him, and he didn't dare anymore.

When Ye Jia took a second look, he was already left with his back. It was the first time that there was no goodbye between them. I don't need it anymore. Ye Jia stood in place as a stiff stone, and that back was the noblest and loneliest back he had ever seen in his life. It's like a person who has been walking in the desert for a long time, surrounded by flowers, but when you touch it, there is only one hand of sand.

He didn't even make any assertions, just reported the facts, and left.

If they never see each other in their lives, that's the best truth for each other.

Ye Jia also strode away.

Outside, there was nothing in the way.

There was only one woman standing on a secluded high platform.

It was a cloudy day. She saw him standing outside the city gates, and his whole body was as quiet as heaven and earth. There is a fragrance coming out of the nose, and it is a small tea bag wrapped in a brocade bag, and the fragrance is overflowing inside.

"Miao Lian, this is what you like. When I left Beiwudang, I wanted to bring you a little gift, but I didn't know what to bring, so I picked these ...... "It's not a precious thing, it's just a flower tea native to Beiwudang." It was her love when she was a child. Every time, Ye Jialai would give her these things.

However, this time, he has not yet sent.

She waited for a long time, woke up from a coma, and didn't smell such a fragrance, so she could only take out this aged flower tea from the box.

Slowly, the wind blew.

The figure strode forward, the northern sky, the wind followed the sand, he strode forward, the wind blew up his clothes, and not a grain of sand could touch his body.

Behind him, a gust of wind swept him, following the clouds on the horizon, sweeping all the way forward.

Feng Miaolian only saw the whiteness of that body, and her eyes couldn't move. This is Yega, the noble and silent Yega, who went away in silence with a body of sins imposed on him by others.

Doctor Hua, Baozhu's death, she actually vaguely knows who did it.

She didn't have that kind of forgiveness, just like when she was seriously ill and left the palace, the hatred she was full of relapsed again. She thought, in fact, they all know who the murderer is, why do they just let him go unpunished??

Her stomach was also shriveled, and her whole body was thin and empty.

The most terrible thing for people is not that they never have hope, but that after they have hope, they are deprived and trampled on.

One after another, concubines came to visit, and each of them observed their words and feelings, was cautious, and tried their best to please them. Feng Miaolian knew that each of them was laughing wildly in their hearts, clapping their hands to celebrate, watching her jokes, and gloating. If it were herself, if she heard that Gao Meiren suffered this fate, she would have laughed a lot.

She knew everyone's thoughts, so she bred up to meet them, listened to their insincere nonsense, and then politely sent them away.

She couldn't go down first. Failed so many times, what is this time?

Until the princess of the king of Xianyang came to visit.