Wanyu raised his head, and the eyes that were exposed outside the veil looked lightly, and in an instant, the man on the couch stood up in shock.

These eyes are not hers.

But he knew that the person in front of him was her.

"Bold slave, when you get to the palace, you don't kneel down!" The Queen Mother wanted to strike first, and immediately shouted angrily.

"The Queen Mother."

Yan Xie shouted bitterly, only looked at Ji Honggu, and pleaded in a pleading tone: "Please take them to retreat, I want to talk to her!" ”

Suddenly, I heard Yan Xie shouting so loudly, seeing that he was very weak, the Queen Mother, who was still very strong, also softened for a while, and looked at Ji Honggu's eyes cold: "You'd better keep to yourself, if anything happens to the emperor, this palace will definitely break you into pieces!" ”

I don't know the depth of this woman, and Yan Xie is so persistent now, she can only threaten like this.

Ji Honggu stood there upright, without squinting and not saying a word.

If she could, she would definitely break Yan Xie into pieces now, but right now, she knew very well what she could do!

Seeing that Ji Honggu ignored her, the Queen Mother was about to be angry, but Yan Xie looked at her pleading eyes, she endured it alive, and waved her hand angrily: "Go down!" ”

Before leaving, she looked at Ji Honggu solemnly and said, "The palace is waiting outside the palace, if anything happens, you call the queen mother and come in." ”

Yan Xie nodded, and she went out.

Everyone retreated, and the open door of the temple was closed again, and the wind blew the lamps and shadows, shook them a few times, and finally stopped steadily.

Under the dim candlelight, the man turned sideways slightly, looked at her for a while, and opened his mouth gently: "Take off the veil and let me see!" ”

What kind of face is under that veil, this is what he wants to know most now.

She frowned and smiled: "I'm afraid that after taking it off, the emperor can't wait to swallow his breath." ”

Even now, she still wanted to break his neck.

The man shook his head, and when he saw her smiling like this, he also smiled lightly: "If I don't see it, I will always have regrets when I die." ”

Maybe it's because people are dying and their words are good, but this kind of Yan evil seems to be much more sincere.

She squinted, looking at the man lying there who seemed to have only one breath left by the faint candlelight, and thousands of thoughts passed through her heart, that troubled man was also dying, thinking about it, she felt more and more sarcastic, and mocked: "In this world, there is indeed such a thing as a cycle of cause and effect." ”

He is the biggest example.

Yan Xie's body stiffened, looking at her eyes becoming deeper and deeper, and her tone lowered: "I knew that it was really you!" ”

People's feelings can't deceive themselves, sometimes they are relatively speechless, he can feel the kind of breath that belongs to her body, he can't say it, he can't understand it, he can only savor it in his heart alone in the long night.

Only then did I know the grief.

She slowly removed the veil from her face, and now that he had seen through her identity, it was useless to hide it.

Moreover, she came today to let them know that she is still alive.

The candlelight danced wildly for a while, shaking her face, and the man on the couch suddenly sat up in shock, even though he was already sure that it was her in his heart, when he saw this face, he still couldn't control it, thousands of words in his throat, and finally he could only call out a name hoarsely: "Wu Li." ”

Once, the name appeared in his dreams a thousand times, like a nightmare.

Later, it became a dead knot, and no one could mention it.

She smiled and bowed: "Ah Xie, long time no see!" ”

The man's body trembled, he had heard this, and the woman who fought with him had said this on the night of the siege and suppression of Gongzichen, so he dared to be sure that Wu Li was really not dead.

She used another identity, hiding by his side, but he just couldn't find him.

He tried to look for a long, long time, but he couldn't hear anything.

She sat down on the chair next to his bed, her eyebrows were docile, her smile was like that, she reached out to take his hand, and turned it carefully, her tone was extremely soft: "I thought that when Ah Ye saw me, his first reaction was to draw his sword, but I didn't expect that you don't have the strength to hold a sword now." ”

Fingertips ran across his wrists, pulses faint and confused, and his life was short.

The temperature from the woman's palm made him stiff, leaning on the cushion and looking at her with complicated eyes, her look and her words were no longer sad.

I thought about it, and I really put it down.

If you can't let go, maybe it's just him.

"I remember what you said, I am a sword practitioner, if you can pick up a sword, you will not kill me!"

She pinched his wrist with her fingertips, and used a little strength to penetrate his body with internal force, the man's face suddenly became very ugly, and the pain in his body was like ants scurrying, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

But the man endured it and didn't say a word.

"Oh, I forgot."

She seemed to suddenly remember something, and her expression suddenly realized: "You didn't say this, it was your Shangguan Su who said it." ”

Suddenly mentioning Shangguan Su, Yan Xie's face became a little uncertain: "You killed her?!" ”

There was no doubt in the tone, it was already an affirmation.

"Nope."

She smiled and let go of his hand, narrowing her good-looking eyes: "I just tore off her face, made it into a beauty fan, and gave it to Ji Hongluan, and by the way, I broke all her tendons, what you taught me before, you must not give your enemies, leaving a chance for him to compete with you one day." ”

Without muscles and veins, Shangguan Su is just a wasted person.

Tearing off her face, Yan Xie's face turned pale.

Wu Li in her memory, although she always looks confident and confident, but her heart is so soft that she is a mess, her subordinates have made mistakes before, if it is not a big mistake, she will intercede with him and let him be punished lightly.

For this reason, he didn't know how many times he had trained her to learn to be ruthless.

But now, without him teaching her, she has learned to be ruthless, and this ruthlessness is more uncomfortable than stabbing a knife in the heart.

When he first killed her, the momentum was huge, the blood flowed like a river, and those blood seemed to be able to heal all his attachment to her, but after those blood and qi gradually dissipated, only he understood best, and the most vulnerable part of his heart was still engraved with this woman's name, like a repeating nightmare.

No one can drive it away.

Yan Xie was always silent, Wu Li felt very indefinite, shook off his hand, and said regretfully: "I thought you would be distressed to hear that I tortured your beloved like this, it turns out that she is just a passerby!" ”

Here in Yan Xie, all women are passers-by.

In his heart, it can't stay long.