Li Xuan said that he would use the love blade when His Royal Highness's love was the strongest.

But...... His Royal Highness was in front of her, full of love at every moment.

When is the love the strongest?

Pei Jiuzhi loves Wusu the most all the time.

Wu Su held Pei Jiuzhi's hand and was stunned, she was a little distracted.

Pei Jiuzhi patted her head: "What are you thinking about?" ”

He noticed something, and only lowered his head and bit Usu's earlobe.

"Don't want to leave me." He said.

"Your Highness, I didn't think about it." Usu looked at the strands of his hair - she only needed to cut one off.

"Nonsense, little monster who loves to lie." Pei Jiuzhi sighed heavily.

He looked at her, and his noble and elegant phoenix eyes took on a slightly gloomy color at this time.

"Stay with me, okay?" He hugged Usu tightly.

"Okay." Usu coaxed him.

Now that the winter in the north has not yet passed, she will not be separated from Pei Jiuzhi until the ice and snow melt.

On the day when Pei Jiuzhi's love silk is cut off, it will rain heavily in the mortal world, and everyone will forget her.

As the winter gets warmer and the snow fades, Usu has changed out of his heavy winter robes.

Her and Pei Jiuzhi's lives tended to be calm, and nothing seemed to have happened.

In late winter and early spring, Pei Jiuzhi put a bunch of white camellia flowers into a vase by the window.

This blooming camellia flower symbolizes the coming of spring.

The night was already dark, the warm candle flame in the room was swaying, and Usu leaned on the couch and turned his head to look at the blooming camellia.

Perhaps, this is the day.

Pei Jiuzhi put his black and white long sword on the sword stand and walked towards her.

His fingers sank into her waist-length hair, ruffling her black hair.

In recent days, he has always been extremely strong and domineering towards Usu, and Usu feels a little guilty about him, so he depends on him in everything.

He leaned over, and the candle flame illuminated his tall, heavy figure.

Usu saw that his usual cold and indifferent eyes were stained with persistent fire.

Pei Jiuzhi propped one hand on the side of her ear, and his slightly cool lips kissed him.

The lights and shadows are shaking, the flowers are fragrant, the atmosphere is ambiguous, and the affection spreads.

Usu looked at him and put his hands around his neck.

This kind of thing happened on an ordinary and ordinary night.

In the hem of her hanging sleeves, a little black and white aura was revealed, and this aura turned into a sharp—a blade of love.

The black and white long sword on the sword frame made a sharp sound, and the snow-white sword body reflected the two people hugging each other closely.

Usu's chin rested on Pei Jiuzhi's shoulder, and the edge of a dagger was revealed under her palm.

She watched as her face was reflected in the sword.

Her face was pale and indifferent, as ruthless as any living object.

"Your Highness...... "Usu let out the softest and softest sigh.

Pei Jiuzhi suddenly hugged her tightly.

The dagger was aimed at him, and his knee-jerk reaction was not to push Usu away.

Instead, he hugged her tighter, as if to press her into his arms and rub her into his blood.

"Usu!" It was the last thing Usu heard him say in his ear.

Under the reflection of Pei Jiuzhi's sword body, the dagger in Wu Su's hand was simply cut down.

The love blade cut off one of Pei Jiuzhi's fluttering hairs.

Usu hugged the unconscious Pei Jiuzhi tightly with his backhand.

Chapter 68: Sixty-Eight Points of Light

It's almost spring, and in the house where the earth dragon was burned, Usu was wearing a thin soft silk garment, and there was sweat on his shoulders.

The placket slipped off her shoulders, and Pei Jiuzhi was completely unconscious in her arms.

Usu crossed his legs, his head resting on her lap, his tightly tied crown falling, his ink hair scattered.

The light of the black and white sword placed on the sword stand had faded, and it lay there quietly, as if it had completely lost its aura.

Li Xuan said that after cutting off His Royal Highness's love thread, he would be in a coma all night, and after waking up, he would not remember anything.

Wu Su raised her hand and gently stroked Pei Jiuzhi's handsome face, she put him on the bed, got up and went to clean up her things.

She put a piece of love silk cut off into a close-fitting bag and hid it carefully.

This bag was given to her by Pei Jiuzhi at the beginning.

Usu opened it, and inside lay a golden key, and a blood-stained rune bird, which was folded in the shape of a blue bird.

And there's the note with ambiguous words written on it.

Pei Jiuzhi gave Wusu something, she didn't lose any of it.

She stuffed the little highness's love silk into it and sealed the bundle.

Usu looked in front of the mirror, pulled up his long hair, took a silver hairpin from the dresser, and tied it carefully.

She dressed and packed her things as fast as she could.

There are not many things that belong to Usu herself, and soon, the spring rain from Li Xuanbu will melt all the traces that belong to her.

Usu put his usual clothes and jewelry in the package.

She came to the storeroom of the Sun Moon Pavilion and saw the two sets of wedding dresses hidden in the deepest part of the storehouse and properly preserved.

This wedding dress was designed by Pei Jiuzhi himself, and the long moth wings hanging from the cloud shoulders were smart and cute.

Usu only glanced at it, then turned and walked out.

She had spent the night cleaning up the traces she had left in the Sun Moon Pavilion, and what she couldn't take with her would be completely gone after today.

Wu Su didn't take away too many things related to Pei Jiuzhi, and he left too many traces, which would affect his memories.

Before dawn, the sky was darkest, and the sound of spring thunder was heard in the distance of Yundu, and it was about to rain.

Wu Su finally came to Pei Jiuzhi's side, she leaned over, tied his hair together, and tidied up his scattered clothes.

This kind of thing, after the night in Guanlan Pavilion, she also did it.

By the light of the bright candles in the room, Usu sat on the edge of the bed and pinned a trace of the messy hair on the side of his little highness's cheek behind his ear.

Usu watched her husband very carefully.

"Pei Jiuzhi, Your Highness......" she called softly.

Usu's tone was soft and soft, and she lowered her head, held his cheek, and looked at it for a long time.

Her hair fell down, and her eyes under her long eyelashes were calm and gentle.

Usu looked at him intently, his gaze not shifting, as if he was observing a precious work of art of his own.

"I'm leaving." Usu took the hand he had placed at his side.

Her hand pressed the Chaos Ring on his ring finger, trying to remove the Pathstone ring.

With some effort, Usu even let out the soft air currents on her body and burrowed into the small gap between the ring and her finger to help take off the hard ring.

But she didn't make it.

Pei Jiuzhi's fingers subconsciously flexed, trying to stop her action.

Usu was afraid that he would wake up, so he had to give up.

She stretched out her hand and tried to remove the sun and moon ring from her ring finger, but she tried for a long time and couldn't take it off.

Even if Usu turns back into its original form, the ring will also merge into the chaotic air flow that belongs to her.

She sighed softly, and had to put Pei Jiuzhi's hand back again.

There was a glimmer of light in the sky, and Usu lowered her head, she held Pei Jiuzhi's cheek and gently dropped a kiss on his lips.

This gentle kiss was parted at the touch of a button, without the slightest nostalgia.

Usu got up, and she put the lamp on the table and blew it out.

The room that belonged to them was completely darkened.

Wu Su took the strip of cloth wrapped around Pei Jiuzhi's black and white sword at random, and wrapped the ring on his ring finger tightly.

She carried her burden and picked up the paper umbrella on the table.

When Usu left the Sun Moon Pavilion, there was no sound.

The moment she walked out of this roof, thunder exploded in the sky, this is spring thunder.

Winter is over, and the bright spring days are coming.

The spring rain was falling, and with the cold of winter, Wu Su held an umbrella and walked into the heavy rain in the uninhabited streets and alleys.

Behind her, there are plum blossoms that have not yet grown in the Sun Moon Pavilion.

Not far from her, in the courtyard of the people of Yundu, there was a half-made kite on the hanger.

Wu Su remembered that she had promised His Royal Highness that when spring came, she would go with him to fly kites outside Yundu City.

She moved the rain-soaked kite under the eaves.