Su Yan ran wildly, and when Ah Yan saw this, he didn't know what was going on, so he rushed to follow regardless of it. All the way to the five imperial gates, Wei Zhen ordered not to be blocked, and every time he passed, he sent two guards to follow the queen.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps from all sides of the palace.

Su Yan held the skirt of the embroidered phoenix skirt and ran out of the last palace gate, and Ah Yan suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. She pointed excitedly to the city tower, Su Yan looked up, and saw a blue figure swaying in the wind on the tower of Dongyang Gate, as if as long as there was another gust of wind, it would rush down.

Su Yan only felt dizzy on the top of his head, and his feet seemed to be drained of strength.

At this moment, the palace was completely in chaos.

The guards tried to go up to save people, but they didn't dare to get close, and they all stopped at the bottom of the tower, waiting for someone to come out.

Ah Yu looked at Niangniang stupidly and ran to the city tower screaming like crazy, and before he took a few steps, the whole person suddenly fell on the stone steps, grinding his hands full of blood. Su Yan tore off her skirt in a panic and stumbled back up.

She wanted to get close to the blue dress, and she was afraid that she would lose it in the next moment.

The wind and sun are beautiful on the city tower, and the thin clouds are rolling, but at this moment, all this beauty is extremely depressing, and the endless sky seems to weigh a thousand catties, pressing down layer by layer, becoming more and more suffocating.

The Buddha stood lightly on the city wall, the wide sleeves of the blue dark lines hunted in the wind, and the thousands of hairs pulled up were like a touch of ink in the south of the Yangtze River, between black and blue, and between heaven and earth, there was only silence, in the silence, only their breathing, and the endless sound of the wind in their ears.

Buddha looked back at her and smiled. There was no emotion on her face, and there was no difference in her cold face from the way she had when she left that day. But Su Yan was almost desperate in her heart, she stepped on the uneven city bricks under her feet, approaching her little by little, trying to make her voice not sound so nervous.

"Buddha, come down first, let's talk slowly."

"Sister, it's windy."

Su Yan's eyebrows twisted, and he looked up at the blue sea and blue sky above his head, which was so clean that it seemed to have been washed.

"It's the sound of horses' hooves... It's Brother Xilou's. The corners of her mouth were filled with joy, but in Su Yan's eyes, she was the most bitter in the world.

She felt her heart in her chest twitch violently, and she almost cried out in pain, "You come down first, I won't let you be hurt, no one can hurt you, no one can hurt you, whether it's Xilou or Wei Zhen, no one can!" ”

Buddha shook her body and moved half a step out, her right foot was already hanging in the air, and she said to Su Yan weakly: "Sister, I want to go home." ”

"Nope! Buddha, the West Building is still there, he is in the palace, you wait, I'll go and call him. Su Yan rushed to the city wall, grabbed the brick and shouted to Ah Zhen, "Go and call Wei Zhen!" Fast! ”

Ah Yu finally came back to his senses, jumped up like an electric shock, and immediately rushed into the imperial city.

Su Yan grabbed the bricks and barely supported himself, but his body couldn't stop trembling. She had never felt so frightened, and her surroundings were full of malice, as if she could see Hell appear in the sky, transforming into a full form little by little, and pouring over to capture her Buddha!

She won't allow it, she won't allow it!

"He's not, Wei Zhen isn't the West Building, never has been." Buddha looked down at the token in the palm of her hand, which was the only gift given to her by the real West Building. She smiled foolishly, pressed it to her chest, and moved another half step to her feet, her whole body shaking. Su Yan didn't care about the consequences anymore and pounced straight up, but Buddha Yan waved his hand and shot a short sword from his sleeve to stop her at her feet, preventing her from taking another step.

"My father is dead, everyone is dead, sister, there is no point in living... I only hope that in the next life, I will not be your sister, I will be your sister, and I will protect you. ”

The wind rises, and the clouds roll.

The blue dress quickly fell down the city wall, and in an instant, in the blink of an eye, she disappeared from Su Yan's sight, caught off guard, forever.

In the first year of Lide, on the first day of the fifth month, when the peach blossoms were blooming, back to sixteen years ago, it was the first day of the fifth month when the Buddha came to this chaotic world. At that time, she hugged her sister, shook and shook, and asked her mother, "What is my sister's name?" The mother bent up at the father with a pair of beautiful eyes, and the father squeezed his sister's little hand and said, "Give your sister a nice name." ”

"Fusang flowers, also called Buddha flowers, my mother loves Buddha flowers the most, so I call them Buddha!"

Originally, she was the child who deserved to be loved by thousands of people, and she should have been the clearest and detached woman in Rong Guo, and at this moment, like a freshly picked hibiscus flower, passed through the howling wind and fell into the abyss.

Su Yan rushed over like crazy, stretched out his hand and tried to grab her, the wind passed through his fingers, but there was only wind. She put all the strength of her body in her hand, and at this time she fell into the air, and the whole person fell down, but her waist was suddenly frozen by a force, trying to save it. She struggled like crazy, her arm grinding blood on the wall, her finger broken, but in the end, she could only watch herself get farther and farther away from the figure.

That hope that was close at hand, she still couldn't grasp it.

She fell back into reality with a heavy fall.

In his eyes, the surging sea of blood overflowed his chest in an instant, poured into his ears and nose, and the suffocating pain returned to his body again, occupying the entire empty shell in an instant.

She hissed and screamed, tears as if they were about to cry out at this moment.

"Have you ever loved someone? I don't know when it started, regardless of the cause and effect, I fell in love like this, and I was obsessed with love, and I thought I was happy. ”

That day, she said. Su Yan listened and disagreed. But later, she fell in love with Zuo Qing, and only then did she understand why she was waiting and why she was lonely.

In fact, everything is just the depth of love, and I am unwilling.

The last thing I saw was still this piece of blue sky, and a few birds flew out of the imperial city and headed west.

There was chaos under the city tower, and the imperial city had never been so chaotic.

Buddha looked quietly at the disappearing hand on the castle tower, and used his last strength to tear away a smile. She thought that she would leave with a smile, just like standing on the upper floor of Ruoshui City and sending her sister away with a smile, even if she knew that her sister would not see her, even if her heart hurt, she would have to laugh.

Under the dim sky, there was a lone flower branch, shattered by the wind, and fell under the castle tower, in a pool of blood.

The palace was not stable for three days and three nights, and all the imperial doctors in the palace were summoned here, and they were not allowed to leave for a moment, unless the queen woke up again.

Ah Yan kept holding Su Yan's hand, and kept praying to God that she must wake up Niangniang, even if it was worth exchanging her life! But Su Yan showed no signs of waking up, the breath under the tip of his nose was faint and fluttering, as if there was nothing on his face, and there was no blood on his face. The imperial doctor said that her pulse was weak, and there was no hope by medicine alone, this was a heart knot, only heart medicine.

But what kind of medicine is there, my sister and father are dead, for Su Yan, what is the meaning of living?

For the past three days and three nights, she had the same dream, in which she had her father, mother, Buddha and Master, riding a horse away from Rongguo together, galloping under the endless sky, and everyone's face was full of smiles.

But after looking for a long time, I didn't find Zuo Qing. I remember that he once said that he would wait for her in Mobei, no matter how long it takes, the vicissitudes of life are there. But there was no road, and no matter how she ran, she couldn't find the direction of the desert.

It turned out that Zuo Qing still left, it turned out that he really believed it, and he believed all the words that lied to him!

She cried and screamed, frightened, with no way out in front of her, turned around and saw her relatives, the familiar scenes turned into white smoke, and hope turned into despair.

A blue shadow took shape in a trance, facing away from her, drifting away.

That's the Buddha!

It is like a new leaf in despair, a light in the darkness. She hurriedly called her, but Buddha stopped, but turned a face full of tears and said, "I'm leaving, sister, don't be stubborn, let go." ”

In the early morning of the fourth day, Su Yan woke up and looked at the top of the bed with bloodshot eyes. Ah Yu cried with joy in an instant, hugged his mother and cried and laughed, the imperial doctors rushed to check the pulse, and someone immediately went to ask His Majesty.

The noisy voices in her ears were mixed together, and she still lost her mind, looking at the top of the bed in a daze.

Wei Zhen hadn't changed his clothes for a few days, and when he heard that Su Yan was sober, he put aside the government affairs in his hand and hurried.

Su Yan felt the futon sink into the ground, someone held her hand, and the familiar voice lingered in her ears, but she was all excluded.

Emperor Rong hurriedly asked Imperial Physician Zhong: "Is the queen's illness all cured?" Why is it delirious? ”

Imperial Physician Zhong hurriedly knelt down, "Although the queen mother is awake, her heart disease is difficult to get rid of, if she can't get the heart medicine to heal... Difficult to heal. ”

"What kind of medicine?"

Imperial Physician Zhong shook his head helplessly, "The county lord unfortunately passed away, this..."

Emperor Rong waved his hand and asked the imperial doctors to all go down.

Chengen's father-in-law couldn't help but sigh and asked Wei Zhen: "Your Majesty, the county lord's coffin has been placed in the palace, and it is not a way, whether to hand it over..."

"Named a princess, it will be handled according to the national funeral."

Chengen's father-in-law was quite surprised, was silent for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Obey." ”

After a few more days, Su Yan gradually became conscious, but he was only willing to talk to Ah Yan, and once he saw the living person, he was terrified and went crazy, shouting the murderer in his mouth. Ah Zhen simply closed the door of the palace and refused to see guests, and even Wei Zhen turned him away. He didn't get angry with Ah Yan, but just ordered the imperial doctor to come and check the pulse once a day, leave the medicine, and let Ah Yu feed it himself.

In the past few days, Ah Yu has repeatedly told her about Wei Zhen's posthumous Buddha as Princess Dechang, and Princess Dechang's funeral will be held as a national funeral. But Su Yan never reacted.

In the afternoon of this day, Ah Yu still recounted this incident again, and told her another thing: General Yanzhen was already on his way back, and it would probably only take one day to enter the territory of Rongguo.

Su Yanzhong finally came to his senses and pulled Ah Yu hard: "When will he enter the city?" ”

Ah Yu didn't have time to be surprised, but he was asked the question of counting the day, and his brows were so painful that he brows together, "If you rush day and night, it will take about four days...... bar. ”

Su Yan hurriedly lifted the quilt and fell to the ground with his body tilted. Ah Yu was so frightened that his face was miserable, and he hurriedly went to help him up, "Niangniang, you have an injury on your foot, and you can't get out of bed yet, what is there to help you do it!" ”

Su Yan rubbed his feet, and saw that his feet were wrapped with a white cloth, and a blush was dissolved, and he remembered that day when he desperately wanted to grab the Buddha, he stepped on the short sword on the ground, and both feet should have been pierced.

Su Yan was very anxious in her heart, she didn't know if Yan Zhen would come back this time with the heart of avenging the Buddha, and would she fight hard to force the palace for the sake of the Buddha and her? Although Yan Zhen is known as the god of the battlefield, no matter how powerful the god is, it is difficult to resist the tens of millions of Praetorian Guards in the palace!

She wanted to stop it, he couldn't let the only remaining relatives be in danger anymore, she couldn't withstand any blows. But he was stumped by the wound on his foot, and his heart was anxious and angry, and he was so angry that he beat the instep of his foot. Ah Yu hurriedly knelt on the ground and hugged her and cried, "Niangniang, don't be like this! Ah Yu will be distressed! ”

"Distressed? If the heart dies, will it still hurt? ”

"Mother, don't do this! The second lady is also sad when she dies, but you still have a general! You still have the prince! ”

Su Yan laughed sadly: "Lord Wang? Ah Yan, he died, it was Wei Zhen, it must be him! ”

Ah Yan's panicked appearance made Su Yan's heart hurt even more, but the tears couldn't flow, and the dry eyes were still painful in addition to pain.

"Don't be afraid, Niangniang, Ah Yu will protect Niangniang, and Ah Niang will not let Niangniang lose anyone again!"

Ah Yan held Su Yan's face in distress, but tears fell to the ground, she bit her lip, her eyes were very firm.

Su Yan couldn't bear to break her illusion, and nodded, "When Yanzhen comes back, let's leave together." ”

The next day, the state funeral was held as scheduled.

The whole country is plain, and the whole national highway is covered with a layer of cloth carpet with white background and black edges, starting from the Fusang Hall and ending with the imperial mausoleum.

Su Yanfu declined, his hair turned into hemp, and he was helped by Ah Yu to come to the Fusang Palace. She looked at the hibiscus flowers on both sides of the jade steps, it was obviously the season when the hibiscus flowers were in full bloom, but the flowers here had signs of wilting, and large patches of dark red and dry flowers fell like snow. Stepping on the stone steps covered with flowers, there is a cracking sound. She carefully leaned down, gently picked up the hibiscus, and hid it in her sleeve.

"After that, there will be no Buddha in the world, Buddha, my Buddha." Su Yan cried in grief, clutched his chest, and walked the long staircase with difficulty, step by step.

In the spiritual hall of the Fusang Palace, in addition to the palace maid who guarded the spirit, there was also Wei Zhen, who stood in front of the spiritual throne and bowed his head silently. A sense of desolation and despair surged in Su Yan's heart.

"Buddha, I hurt you."

Wei Zhen looked back at her when he heard the sound, his eyes were bloodshot and his expression was haggard. He wanted to say something to Su Yan, but he hesitated, and swallowed back the words when the words came to his mouth, only to find that he had reached the point where he had only guilt left for Su Yan, and since he ascended the throne, he had been hurting her.

Su Yan took in his reaction, knowing that he was sad and uncomfortable at this time, and maybe regretted it, anyway, she finally felt a trace of pleasure, the pleasure of revenge.

"That's the price." The sound that made the listener tremble without any waves struck on the great dormitory.

Wei Zhen's eyebrows furrowed, and he didn't know if the price he was referring to was Buddha Zhen, or her, or himself.

A touch of ridicule was still on Su Yan's lips: "You lost him, even if you didn't love her, but if you lose, you lose, what you do is in vain." ”

"It's... I regret her. ”

"It's late, I won't forgive you, never."

Wei Zhen's shoulders shrugged violently, and his raised eyes were full of pain.

Su Yan propped himself up, lifted the gray curtain, and walked towards the coffin. Fingertips ran over the edge of the coffin, stopping at the tip and retracting abruptly. Buddha was wearing a splendid blue dress, the blood stains on her body were gone, and the injuries on her face were also covered by makeup. She was as quiet as if she was sleeping, and the stiff smile on the corner of her mouth made her trance for a moment, thinking that she was still alive? But the next moment, overwhelming despair.

"In the woods outside Ruoshui City, you sent someone to kill all the people of the Song Family, didn't you?" Su Yan's weak voice floated out of the room and landed in Wei Zhen's ears, like a sharp knife.

Emperor Rong was silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "It's Song Yiyan." ”

Su Yan's hand tightly grasped the edge of the coffin, and the back of his hand was bruised with anger, "You lied to me!" ”

"Xuan Ting is still searching, but after catching Mo Xin, she explained everything."

"Give her to me."

Emperor Rong was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Uncle was assassinated, I have already sent someone to deal with it, and he will be buried in the imperial mausoleum as a prince." ”

Su Yan's breath was short, and he was a little unsteady. Wei Zhen thought about going over and hugged her to comfort her as usual, but when he saw Su Yan's disgusted eyes, he froze there and didn't dare to take a half step.

"Ah Yan, Buddha will be buried in May as a princess and buried in the imperial mausoleum, and I will give her the most dignified funeral."

I will give her the most dignified funeral!

Su Yan closed his eyes in pain, and his heart was like a knife.

"Wait for Yan Zhen to come back and go to the funeral immediately." She held the coffin and said with difficulty.

"Okay."

"It is up to me and Yanzhen to hold the two funerals together, and the Buddha will be buried with the West Building."

“…… Good. ”

He will follow her in everything, and agree to any conditions, maybe he will feel better in his heart, and it can be regarded as a kind of compensation for the Buddha, but he knows very well that no matter how big the compensation is, it will not help, just like Su Mo said, they will not forgive themselves, forever! The word forever is like a demon in his heart, at this moment, it is deeply planted in Wei Zhen's heart, day by day, tormenting him until he dies.