Love, like the fire of rotten grass, can bloom with the glow of the moon.

This is Mu Yici's love for Xue Pingzhi, she does not shy away from gossip, even if she gambles everything, she will still have no hesitation and will not rest until she dies.

But, is that really the case?

Huang Yanchao hung his head stiffly, his heart was like a sharp blade, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

There's nothing wrong with loving someone!

There's nothing wrong with choosing to love one!

However, how did Mu Yici know how hard he paid for her, how did he know how painful his heart was, and how difficult it was to make a choice.

His fiancée betrayed himself to marry the enemy, and he had to force him to die in front of him, so that he could let go of this enemy who did not share the sky.

Love is unwilling, what is the desperate situation faced at the moment?

was born as a human being, which made Huang Yanchao feel very unfair, not fair at all.

She doesn't love herself, even a little bit, she doesn't want to give it to him!

Huang Yanchao suddenly realized that he had done something wrong, and he was too indulgent to the person in front of him.

But what choice can he have?

Either love to embrace everything, or turn back, the ending you can get, isn't it all the same?

For this childhood sweetheart, the person who spoke to the matchmaker, he forgot to sleep and eat, accompanied by the green lanterns and candles day and night, wrote hard, and the road to his career was unimpeded. first won Xiucai, then the township test Xie Yuan, and then Gongsheng, I wanted to find an official and a half-job, so that the media could marry her, and I didn't want Mu Xunyuan to let his daughter marry into the Xue family, and wanted to let her seize the champion of the current department in order to retreat from her heart.

He naturally did it, and after the trial release of the list in the current science hall, he won the top spot with a policy on national security and the people.

The Mu family, once again treacherous, united with the Xue family to bribe the examiner of this subject, and without the knowledge of Emperor Zhao, resolutely rejected his status as the champion.

He is now just a worthless tribute, and the enemy Xue Pingzhi saw him, and constantly used the word "Xiucai" (the meaning used in the previous chapters is a derogatory term for scholars, not referring to the subjects used in the ancient selection of officials) to ridicule him and discriminate against him.

Now, this person who has his heart in mind has pushed him into the endless abyss with his own hands.

And force him to make such a difficult choice!

Can he?

Li Wangchen's eyes were blazing, and at this moment, he had reached the edge of intolerability, and scolded word by word: "Mu Yici, where did you put Brother Huang for your own selfish desires? Have you ever thought about him for half a point, everything he did was for you! Now, you not only failed him...... Even if you don't love him, you shouldn't cooperate with the Xue family to block Brother Huang's career and cause his mother to die. You are a selfish and selfish person, and you deserve to apologize to death, so that you can atone for Brother Huang's pain!"

Luo Yu looked at Mu Yici coldly, and finally understood the ins and outs of this matter, shook his head and sighed: "Your Mu family has repeatedly betrayed its promises in order to seek glory and wealth, is money and reputation really so important?" And you, you don't know how to be grateful, and now you want to force Huang Yanchao to make a difficult choice. What is the difference between such an act and a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs? Why don't I give you a choice, kill yourself, or I'll do it myself!"

Mu Yici listened to the words of the two, shook his head vigorously, tears fell straight down, his eyes were red from crying, he broke Huang Yanchao's liver and intestines, and said sadly: "You, why do you want to force me? I am a weak woman, what is wrong with choosing my own love?"

Luo Yu's expression changed again, and he angrily accused: "It's right to pursue your own love! But what is the difference between these things you have done and the villain who is bent on seeking wealth and wealth and lust for profit? It's ridiculous that you still don't want to admit that you are wrong, and you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge, forcing Huang Yanchao to a dead end, and let him build a bridge for your happiness again." Your Mu family is ungrateful, and your Mu Yici is even more shameless, and you are a villain, which makes me feel spurned and disgusted!"

When Mu Yi heard this, he smiled to himself, dropped the broken sword blade in his hand, wiped away the only guilt left on his face, his beautiful face was a little more hideous, turned his head to look at Huang Yanchao, who was sitting on the ground, and sneered: I don't love him, why should I pay for his fate? Everything is voluntary, no wonder. Now the two of you are deceiving people too much, if my family dies here, the Xue family will definitely make you two die without a place to be buried. ”

When Luo Yu heard this, his brows frowned again, the cold light in his eyes shot out, and a breath of evil aura swept out of his body, pulled down the Spirit Shadow Whip, and said sharply: "It's just a Xue family, is it very powerful?

Li Wangchen pulled out his sword, solemnly and calmly, and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, the words of greetings are meaningless, let's fight!"

The two stood side by side, their eyes made eye contact, the wind under their feet, and with an irrepressible anger, they rushed towards Xue Pingzhi and Mu Yici.

The seven armored men trembled all over, and stubbornly blocked in front of the two of them, Li Wangchen swept out a sword shadow with his sword, slashing towards the seven people, like dense swords overlapping, the cold air was pressing, rushing down to the sky, making people overwhelmed.

The seven armored men gasped and waved their weapons to resist, but the sword shadows seemed to have eyes, and they slashed at the hard armor on their bodies, making a sound like grinding teeth. After a few breaths, the armor was cut off, and the bodies of the seven big men fell backwards and fell to the ground, and the qi and blood flowed backwards, spurting out a big mouth. On his body, there were large and small sword wounds, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Seeing this, Luo Yu stopped and was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Li Wuchen, and said in surprise: "Your Taoism seems to be a lot stronger, and you don't need me to make a move!"

The corners of Li Wangchen's mouth hooked an arc, and when he remembered the scene of being hung by Luo Yu on the tree last night, he pouted and said, "Dead girl, there are too many things you don't know." The day I surpass you, I will hang you under the willow tree and let a wolf be your companion!"

Luo Yu's eyes lit up, he glanced at Li Wangchen, and said with a fake sneer: "I'm afraid that you will never be able to wait for that day!"

After saying that, Luo Yu's expression froze, and he coldly sneered at Mu Yici, threw away the long whip, and swept straight away from her façade.

"No!"

Huang Yanchao stood up from the ground abruptly and hissed, "Brother Li, Miss Luo, Huang also asks the two of you to stop!"

Luo Yu put away the whip angrily, turned his head and sighed: "You are really stubborn, and you are too soft-hearted!"

Huang Yanchao's face was full of self-deprecation, and between his lips opening and closing, he wished that bitterness was accumulating.

No matter how much that person treated him, he still couldn't hurt her.

"Let them go, everything is Huang's own doing, and he can't complain!"

He stood up, bowed deeply to the two of them, and said nothing. When he had done this, he turned around silently, staggered, and walked step by step to the south side of the street. The cold wind swept on his face, the cold rain poured into his eyes, the sky was full of depression, and the word "love" in the world could not be judged?

He walked forward step by step. Take a step and feel cold. The afternoon rain was so cold that it washed away the gloom on his face, revealing a very pale, bowl-like face, on which there was not a trace of blood, and it was terribly white. Those eyes, which were already delicate, were now scattered and empty, and they couldn't see anything. A messy green hair gradually turned white under the naked eye, and climbed all the way to the shoulder.

That's his current mood, if he's greeting pain, it's like dancing with death.

People are knives and I am fish and meat, and people are pressed on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered, how can it not be the opposite, but what does he use to resist?

He lost everything, even if Mu Yici had the only trace of guilt left in his heart, he would not set up a lamp for him to illuminate the chaos in his heart for him!

He loved her so much, tolerated her, and could not bear to hurt her until death, and would rather let himself suffer endless pain than see her sad.

And she even gave the last trace of guilt to selfishness, thinking that the love she pursued was justified, and that the tenderness and everything he gave her were taken for granted, and he brought it on himself.

He didn't know how uncomfortable he felt in his heart, whether he was disheartened, or all thoughts were lost, or he was unintentional!

He didn't know, maybe she could be happy and live a happy life, it was enough!

As for himself, he didn't know what to do, and walked forward as if he had lost his soul.

He didn't know where it was, and now he had only one thought left, to throw himself on his lonely mother's grave, and to clutch the loess with his hands, and to cry and confess!

Be with her!

Buddhism has a saying, abandon the seven emotions and six desires, see through the red dust, shave your hair as a monk, and become a Buddha on the ground.

Speaking of which, it is all helpless.

Seeing through the seven emotions and six desires, even the Heavenly Holy Buddhas are impossible!

The human heart is flesh and blood, and once stimulated, it hurts!

The scar is good, and the pain will still last forever!

Thinking about it this way, the words of Buddhism are just a whisper of passive escapism.

Li Wangchen and Luo Yu glanced at each other, and they both saw the deep worry in each other's eyes, and the two of them sighed as if they had a soul in their hearts, and followed towards the lonely figure, following from a distance.

Seeing a few people leaving, Mu Yici finally showed a relaxed smile on his face, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, squatted down slightly, and helped Xue Pingzhi up.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded, Xue Pingzhi shook off his painful hand, coldly looked at the backs of the three of them who disappeared in the mist and rain, rushed to the crown, almost roared irritably, and said: "Pass my order, the whole army of 100,000 will be assembled, stationed outside the city, and wait for dispatch." In addition, inform the second elder Guiyun to come and see me quickly! I want to let them come and go!"

The two armored men who could still stand up in the rain were frightened and did not dare to come out, jumped on horseback, and ran madly out of the city.

Mu Yici's light makeup has been washed away by tears and rain, she covered half of her slightly swollen face with her hand, hung her head as if she was mistaken, and didn't say a word, the little bird still held Xue Pingzhi with her other hand, without any dissatisfaction on her face, not a single point.

Xue Pingzhi glanced at her coldly, still feeling puzzled, and scolded: "It's all your fault for being a, stabbing out this big basket for me!"

In his eyes, Mu Yici is just a concubine, he is a general in the town, his father is the current prime minister, and he has several wives and concubines, what if there is one more, what if there is one less.

This Mu Xun Yuan Mu City Lord was really thoughtful, in order to please him, he actually promised Mu Yici to be his concubine, and this Mu Yici was not ashamed to sacrifice his body, he was naturally willing to accept it.

However, the ruthless woman who can treat Huang Yanchao like this, Rao is a general in the town, and he can't help but feel a little hairy in his heart.

This woman is vicious, if it weren't for the only flesh and blood in his womb, he would not have had anything to do with her as a "concubine", nor would he have anything to do with her.

Mu Yici said in a low voice: "If the husband has vented enough, let's continue to walk, the good day is coming, and we need to rush to the house to pay the husband and wife salute to the high hall." ”

Only then did Xue Pingzhi retract his mind, nodded lightly, and ordered to go down, so that the team that greeted the relatives continued to play suona and music.

Mu Yici helped Xue Ping get on the sedan chair, and the two sat in the sedan chair together, which was inevitably a little crowded. The men who carried the sedan chair had a calm face, bowed down, and worked hard together, after lifting the sedan chair, which was more than twice as heavy, they all involuntarily leaned down half of their bodies, and on their shoulders, as if pressing a heavy mountain.

The top of the sedan chair is inlaid with huge and soft white pearls, which are like jewels dissipating at this moment, and it is not bright to see. The golden tassels hanging down from all sides of the sedan chair are set off with the red sedan chair, which is so eye-catching. The dragon and phoenix intertwined frolicking patterns printed on the sedan curtain are delicate and delicate, but they are fierce and luxurious.

The rain was falling, the big man carrying the sedan chair was sweating, and the pressure on his shoulders seemed to be a blunt blade, and his shoulders hurt.

The boy and girl who scattered the flowers didn't seem to have recovered from what happened just now, and there was still a trace of horror on their pink faces, and they splashed peach petals weakly.

People have brushed it over, and the incense is all over the place, and it is so thick that it stinks!

The sound of suona is played in the original tune, but it loses its cheerfulness, and the sound of the cannon is like ringing the bell for death, weighing on the mood heavily.

"Bang ......"

It's exploding.