In that short moment, Xin Yu realized what it means to have a heart like a knife, and she couldn't help but die.

In the collapse of reason, the familiar voice said: "The minister has no such intention, but the minister never wants to be His Majesty's bargaining chip for Ayu——"

"Ahh

In everyone's eyes, this is her imageless, embarrassed scream. But in fact, this was a way she didn't have time to think rationally, and only instinctively made a way to save He Qingxiao.

The sharp long knife that would slash He Qingxiao's neck was sliced, and then he shouted in a panic: "Ayu! ”

Xin Yu held the dagger and aimed it at her throat.

Then the exclamations of Emperor Xingyuan and the eldest princess of Zhaoyang sounded: "Ayu! ”

Xin Yu's eyes were red, staring at Emperor Xingyuan.

"Do you think that the imperial power can rule everything?" She questioned sharply, her voice trembling violently from the fear of losing her sweetheart, but the hand holding the dagger was so steady that there was no doubt that it would cut the white and fragile neck in the shortest possible time.

"If this is the case, King Qing will grow into a promising heir as you wish. King Xiu will endure dormancy and accept the failure of competition to become an idle and wealthy prince. I will stay as the princess of the Xia Kingdom, and even my mother will not leave, I will always be your queen! ”

Xin Yu shouted these words word by word, and the more he spoke, the more mocking he became, and the more he spoke, the more angry he became.

She couldn't help but be angry.

She has lost so many relatives, why should she take even the only one she has?

Born with a special ability, the number of people she has saved since she was a child is unknown. It is said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, but why can't the good fortune of saving so many people be exchanged for the peace and joy of her beloved?

Xin Yu glanced at He Qingxiao, and there was determination and grievance at that glance.

He Qingxiao's heart was shocked, and he couldn't care about the occasion and begged: "Ayu, please don't hurt yourself, please ......"

Xin Yu asked rhetorically, "Then what were you going to do just now?" ”

He Qingxiao held the handle of the Xuanxi knife tightly, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but after he has the opportunity to talk to his beloved girl, he can't control some emotions anymore.

Xin Yu's gaze moved away from his face a little and looked at Emperor Xingyuan: "Your imperial power can't control He Qingxiao's heart, and he would rather die than become a rope that binds me." What about you, satisfied with seeing the courtiers who were born and died for you being forced to kill themselves? ”

Emperor Xingyuan trembled his lips and was speechless.

"You can force him to death." As soon as Xin Yu's hand holding the dagger moved, his skin was cut, and the blood beads rushed out, which was particularly distinct between the snow-white neck, "You can also force me to death!" ”

"Ayu, Ayu, calm down!" Emperor Xingyuan lost the calmness of Chengzhu in his chest, and explained urgently, "I didn't think so-"

"Brother Huang!" The eldest princess of Zhaoyang couldn't listen to it anymore, and angrily interrupted Emperor Xingyuan's words, "At this time, you still have to say something that you don't have, do you have to wait for Ayu to die in front of you, and then spend the rest of your life regretting it?" ”

A line of tears slid down the cheeks of the eldest princess of Zhaoyang: "You said that you lost your sister-in-law, and you won't make the same mistake a second time." But have you ever thought about it, in the years that my sister-in-law has been in the palace, she has seen many beautiful scenery, tasted many delicacies, and raised a smart and sensible daughter. You have lost the company of your sister-in-law, but your sister-in-law has many happy moments. Brother Huang, don't you understand, your sister-in-law died, and you really lost her! ”

They all lost her.

The eldest princess of Zhaoyang burst into tears and asked in a hissed voice, "Do you still want to really lose Ayu?" ”

The voice questioned, and the words were like knives, cutting through the abscess in the heart of Emperor Xingyuan.

It was a wound he thought was healed, but it was still festering.

He complained about his wife's non-resignation, complained that his wife did not understand his embarrassment, and regretted that he did not keep the promise he made when he knotted his hair, and he was even more saddened by his wife's death.

All kinds of complex emotions accumulate in my heart little by little, bit by bit, forming obsessions.

He's going to keep Ayu by his side.

Not only for the love of father and daughter, not only because of Ayu's insight ahead of the world, but also to heal the wound in his heart.

Keep Ayu, as if he hadn't suffered the frustration of being abandoned by his wife twenty years ago.

When he sees Shin Shin a hundred years later, he can say to Shin Shin: I am not so bad, our daughter loves me and is willing to stay with me all the time.

It's just such a lowly, childish mind, he can't say it to anyone, and he is even deliberately pressed in the deepest part of his heart.

He is willing to use imperial power and paternal power to make her obedient and cover up his embarrassment and failure.

"Brother Huang, wake up!" The eldest princess of Zhaoyang shouted.

Emperor Xingyuan's gaze changed from the eldest princess of Zhaoyang to He Qingxiao, and then to Xin Yu.

The sister's disappointed eyes, the courtier's ignorant reaction, and the daughter's resolute expression......

He blinked and said with difficulty: "Ayu...... I'll let you go. ”

He raised his voice and said again without regretting it, "I'll let you go." ”

The guards who came with them, the soldiers of the Beijing camp, all listened silently.

Xin Yu finally waited for this sentence.

But her mood at this time was not joy, but numbness.

She forced each other to die, both gambling and not gambling.

If she wants to save He Qingxiao and save herself, she actually has no chance of winning, and the only thing to turn the tables may be to bet on his conscience that he doesn't know if he has.

But she was not bluffing, but determined to die.

It's not that she doesn't care for her life, but if she sees He Qingxiao kill herself for her, she can't live alone.

It seems that the bet has been won.

But when it comes to fighting with death, no matter whether you win or lose, there is only pathetic.

"You go, go where you want to go." Emperor Xingyuan waved his hand and removed the emperor's cold and ruthless armor, like many men who are about to enter old age, exuding frustration and twilight.

Xin Yu pursed her lips and didn't reply to his words, looking at the eldest princess of Zhaoyang.

"Auntie, thank you for always taking care of you. Yuzu is gone. ”

The eldest princess of Zhaoyang burst into tears and smiled at her: "Ayu, take good care of yourself." ”

She didn't say that she missed her aunt and came back to see something like that.

She thought that Ayu might never want to come to this place again.

Xin Yu nodded, looked at He Qingxiao again, and called him as he did when they first met: "Lord He, please take care of yourself." ”

If you hadn't known each other, you wouldn't have made him work so hard.

"I will." He Qingxiao solemnly promised.

Xin Yu raised his hand to wipe the tail of his eyes, turned the horse's head and shook the reins slightly.

The horse had just run a few steps when a shout came from behind him: "Wait! ”

Xin Yu slowly turned her head and looked at the person who called her.

Emperor Xingyuan stared at He Qingxiao with a heavy gaze: "You can go too." ”

He Qingxiao showed a look of surprise, but quickly stabilized his mind and saluted Emperor Xingyuan: "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

He grabbed the horse's belly and ran towards Xinyu without hesitation.