"Your Majesty, Brother Yuan, Yue'er begs you, is it okay to let Rumo go? Yue'er is willing to marry you, you can let Yue'er do anything!" Mo Xiaoqin knelt in front of Mu Jingyuan, although her wrists were pinched by Mu Jingyuan, she kept kowtowing to him, although her head couldn't touch the ground, it was more heartbreaking and heartbreaking than ordinary kowtows.

"Your Majesty, the scourge of the plague in Linzhou was successfully solved with the help of Mr. Mo, if there was no Mr. Mo, Ning Xiang would have already become a dead soul under the knife. I hope that the emperor will be merciful and spare Mr. Mo's life!"

Ye Ningxiang knelt down and couldn't help crying under Mo Xiaoqin's infection. Although Rumo has touched the lives of too many people, and she has been seriously injured and almost died, but along the way, she has long regarded Rumo as a friend-like existence in her heart, so that she can see Rumo's bones in the bone pool, she can't accept it, and she can't do it.

"Ye Ningxiang, you also intercede for him!" Mu Jingyuan clenched his teeth, his cheeks became red because of extreme anger. "You all plead for him one by one, but I can't be sure, Ji Beihuan, let this demon show his true identity, see who dares to intercede for him!"

Ji Beihuan received the emperor's order, walked to Rumo's side with a condescending attitude, and seemed to be chanting some mantra in his mouth, only to see bursts of yellow halo flashing around Rumo, and Rumo, who was in the halo, looked hideous because of extreme pain, a pair of black eyes glowed with blue light, and then his nails gradually stretched and lengthened, and the nine black long tails were all displayed in front of the world.

The officials of Dali Temple had never seen such a scene, and they all retreated in shock, shouting "Monster!" and "Monster!"

"Sister Yue, now do you know what he is? Do you still have to intercede for him?"

Mu Jingyuan was still waiting for Mo Xiaoqin's reply, but what he was waiting for was not her response but a gust of wind, and when he opened his eyes again, Mo Xiaoqin had already arrived at Rumo's side.

The peach wood rope on Rumo's body had been broken by him, his hands and feet kept spurting blood, his face turned blue, as if he would faint at any time, and in such a situation, a red light mask burned around him, no matter how Mu Jingyuan slashed with a knife, the light mask did not break at all.

Mo Xiaoqin stroked Rumo's cheeks and gently wiped the blood on his face, her tears mixed with his blood, wetting the corners of her clothes.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

Rumo grabbed Mo Xiaoqin's hand, her eyes were full of love and pity, "It's good to have this tail on you." ”

Mo Xiaoqin raised her eyes to look at Rumo's long tail that was missing a small section, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but she couldn't bear to stretch out her hand, and tears rained down in an instant.

"Xiaoqin, promise me that you must live happily and happily, without sadness or regrets. ”

Rumo smiled and stroked the tips of Mo Xiaoqin's hair, and then touched her sideburns, her face was peaceful and quiet.

"No one in this world can kill me, except myself. Don't be sad for me. ”

Mo Xiaoqin wanted to say something more, but found that Rumo, who was close at hand, suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and when he looked sideways, he saw a black shadow flashing next to the bone pool. Rumo hung above the bone-turning pool, and when he saw Mo Xiaoqin turn his head to look at him, he left only a shallow smile and flew vertically into the water of the bone-turning pool.

The mirrored pool water boiled instantly, and countless golden-red bubbles flew out of the pool water, and then burst in the air, transforming into countless golden-red ashes suspended above the bone pool, as if the afterglow of the setting sun poured unreservedly in all corners of Dali Temple, pouring into everyone's heart.

Ye Ningxiang didn't expect Rumo to make such a choice, in order to prevent Mo Xiaoqin from doing something against his will, he would rather suffer the pain of turning bones into sand. Looking at the halo in front of the bone-melting pool, Ye Ningxiang's eyes gradually blurred, and salty and warm tears spread wantonly on her cheeks.

Obviously, she is not very familiar with him, if it weren't for the trip to Rinzhou, I'm afraid she and Rumo wouldn't even be friends, but watching Rumo's body quickly melt in the bone pool, without the slightest trace, the image of Rumo kept appearing in her mind, forever dressed in black, and always cold face.

This murderous but affectionate man, the only demon in the world, melted his own blood and wiped out all traces of his life in this world on a hot summer afternoon.

The red halo around Mo Xiaoqin's body gradually dissipated, and she frantically rushed to the edge of the bone pool, and lost her mind and put her left hand into the pool of water, as if she thought that if she put her hand into the pool, she could touch Rumo's body and pull Rumo up from the pool.

This kind of action is done in one go, and there is no time for everyone to react. The first to react was Wei Xun, who was also in pain, and the moment Mo Xiaoqin's fingertips touched the pool of water, Wei Xun gathered his palm power and slapped Mo Xiaoqin fiercely.

"Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin. Wei Xun rushed to Mo Xiaoqin, tightly took Mo Xiaoqin, who was spitting blood, into his arms, and looked at her mutilated bloody left hand, Wei Xun, who had never lost his temper in front of people, couldn't help crying loudly.

Never thought that the situation would develop to such a point, Mu Jingyuan stood there stunned for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, Mo Xiaoqin was already unconscious in Wei Xun's arms.

Mu Jingyuan snatched Mo Xiaoqin from Wei Xun's arms, his face was pale, and he kept sweating on his forehead because of panic and nervousness.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. Imperial Doctor, Quickly Pass on the Imperial Doctor!"

Ye Ningxiang had never heard Mu Jingyuan speak like this, hoarse, tired, trembling, and even despairing.

The golden ashes above the Bone Pool gradually dissipated, and the officials next to the Bone Pool also fled in a hurry due to Mu Jingyuan's departure. There were only two people left in the huge courtyard, Ye Ningxiang and Wei Xun, two people who couldn't get out of their grief.

Wei ...... Brother Wei, Sister Xiaoqin, she will be fine. ”

Although Ye Ningxiang was comforting, tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes, and all she could think of was Mo Xiaoqin's left hand that had two fingers burned off and was stained with blood.

Mo Xiaoqin's hands are tender and white, and her slender fingers are naturally a good material for stroking the qin. It seems that as long as her fingertips touch the strings, the music that is like a heavenly river will be displayed in front of the world without hesitation.

The hands are suffocatingly beautiful, and the sound of the piano is unforgettable. In just a moment, the beauty of the past becomes a regret, and the beauty of the past becomes eternal. There is no piano girl Mo Xiaoqin in this world, only a poor person who is tired of love and is disabled.

Wei Xun nodded, forcibly suppressed the emotions surging in his heart, and said, "I believe in her." ”

The silence in the courtyard was so terrifying that it was even terrifying, and the occasional crow that flew in at random hovered over the bone-melting pool, and the cry cruelly stirred the softest and most fragile nerves in the hearts of the two of them.

After grieving for a long time, the human heart will become numb, and it will open its heart and try to encompass all the suffering that is inflicted on him.

Wei Xun stopped crying, and sat by the bone pool for two full hours, and only when the sun was setting and it was getting late, did he open his mouth again.

"What's your secret?"

Ye Ningxiang didn't expect that the first thing Wei Xun said again after calming down his emotions was to ask about his identity, his eyes dodged for a while, his hands broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't know how to answer.

has just encountered such a big change, it really shouldn't be stimulated by Wei Xun at this time, but her secret will be known to Wei Xun sooner or later. After Ye Ningxiang was entangled in her heart for a while, she swallowed her saliva and slowly opened her mouth.

"I ...... I'm not me, I'm Su Huang, your ...... Your cousin. ”

"You...... What do you say?"

Wei Xun stood up, his face stunned, and his face was distorted from extreme shock.

"I was originally Su Huang, the daughter of Su Zhiwu, who died tragically in the wilderness of Linzhou seven years ago, and was reborn in the body of the Ye woman Ning Xiang by chance. ”

Ye Ningxiang didn't make a fuss, nor did she hide it anymore, and only used a short sentence to uncover her deepest buried secret in front of Wei Xun without hesitation.

After listening to Ye Ningxiang's words, Wei Xun didn't say anything for a long time, just looked at her quietly, and countless emotions flashed in his eyes, from not believing, to not accepting, and then to the current heart-wrenching sadness.

"So, you're actually my cousin, watching me grow up...... Sister Huang. ”

Wei Xun's voice was low, his expression was lost, the corners of his eyes drooped, as if he had lost his mind, and his words were full of despair. The woman he loved and cherished on the tip of his heart turned out to be his sister, but his sister who came back from the dead was bruised by love.

Ye Ningxiang grinned, but she never showed the slightest smile, "Brother Wei, your sister Huang died seven years ago, and Ye Ningxiang, who is standing in front of you now, is your good friend and good brother." ”

Wei Xun didn't answer, and after a heart-wrenching smile, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard. Ye Ningxiang followed behind Wei Xun, looking at this lonely figure, her eyes moistened again.

Ye Ningxiang never dreamed that this top-secret conversation between her and Wei Xun would reach the ears of another person. No one saw when Xiao Qingyu entered the courtyard, and how he kept himself firmly hidden in front of everyone.

At this moment, Xiao Qingyu was hiding behind a big banyan tree in the southeast corner of the courtyard, and heard all the secrets of Ye Ningxiang.

Looking at Ye Ningxiang's departing back, Xiao Qingyu's eyebrows were tightly locked, a rare heartache appeared on his face, his eyes were scattered, and he seemed to be at a loss.

After a long time, Xiao Qingyu suddenly laughed wildly, looking particularly gloomy and terrifying beside this bone-turning pool full of yin spirits.

"It's fun, it's so fun!"

As he spoke, he stopped laughing, and knelt on the ground unconsciously, his warm eyes mist. He knelt there like this for a whole hour, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart, whether he was shocked by Ye Ningxiang's true identity, or was he remorseful for what he had done to her family seven years ago?

He struggled to stand up, his legs were so numb from the pressure of his body that it was almost impossible to move, he staggered to the edge of the bone pool, and returned to his usual gentle and calm posture, the corners of his left mouth hooked upward, revealing an evil smile.

The water of the bone-turning pond is like a natural mirror that reflects the halo of the moon, illuminating the milky white and moving light around the pond water.

Against the backdrop of soft light, his appearance is more beautiful, his temperament is more elegant, and his whole body seems to flow with the charm of a king.

"Rumo, I said you would become my sooner or later person. ”

With that, he smiled and turned to leave the courtyard, his eyes more confident and imperative.

Although after the collective treatment of the imperial doctor, Mo Xiaoqin's hand that was corroded by the water of the bone pool was not saved after all, half of the index finger and middle finger were broken, and other places were also burned by the water vapor in the pool and lost their skin. Thankfully, she's still alive.

For half a month, Ye Ningxiang has been by her side every day, changing her ways to please Mo Xiaoqin, although Mo Xiaoqin is still weak, Ye Ningxiang can feel that Mo Xiaoqin's body and mind are gradually recovering.

After this incident, Mu Jingyuan also seemed to be greatly stimulated, and did not go to the morning court for half a month, nor did he issue an order to canonize Mo Xiaoqin, forcing her to become her woman, and locked herself in the palace all day long, refusing to see anyone.