Rong Yueye thought that in the torture room, Rong Yunxiao tried every means to take away the "Death Pill" from Rong Leimo, and she was afraid for a while.

Fortunately, the real "Death Pill" has been dropped by Fu Yi, but what if Fu Yi hadn't sneaked into the Ming Palace, and didn't happen to hear about the "Death Pill"? What if Fu Yi didn't have the opportunity to drop the real "Death Pill"? Rong Yunxiao took that "Death Pill", how could he save him?

"You can't bear me to suffer that sin, why shouldn't I be like this?" Rong Yunxiao paused, and then said, "Don't you think I'm in front of you now?"

The dangers in the temple have passed, but fortunately, both of them are still alive and well, as long as each other is okay, it will be enough.

Rong Yueye frowned, he knew that Rong Yunxiao deliberately diverted the topic, promising this kind of thing, it was always easy to say, but when it really came to a critical juncture, who could take care of so much? Just like himself, although he promised Rong Yunxiao, if there was another one, he would also let him go at all costs.

They are the same people, the same stubbornness, the same stubbornness, the same can give everything for each other, even their own lives.

Rong Yueye took Rong Yunxiao's hand, looked at the hands that were originally flawless, and now were covered with large and small wounds, and said unhappily: "You also call this good?

Rong Yueye didn't dare to imagine what would happen to Rong Yunxiao if he really died in Duye Temple, stroking Rong Yunxiao's hands, Rong Yueye's heart ached.

"Compared to what you've done for me all these years, what am I worth. Rong Yunxiao quietly withdrew his hands.

"At the temple, I saw the hair of the cloth shoot, and the steel ball went directly through the throats of those guards, I have seen this kind of death. When he saw the death of those guards, Rong Yunxiao suddenly remembered the tea stall on the official road when he rushed to Yacheng before, the bodies of the two black-clothed people, they also died from being directly penetrated through their throats by some kind of round object.

Hearing Rong Yunxiao say this, Rong Yueye naturally knew what he wanted to ask, and said frankly: "Yes, it's a brush." ”

Rong Yunxiao didn't continue to ask any further, it didn't matter to him how the events of that day happened, he just needed to know that Rong Yueye had been secretly protecting him all along, and that was enough.

"Go pour a cup of tea, look at you. Rong Yueye looked at Rong Yunxiao's chapped lips, obviously remembering herself after leaving the Duye Temple, and never even took a sip of water, she couldn't help but sigh lightly, and shook her head helplessly. With such a Rong Yunxiao, how could he really rest assured.

Rong Yunxiao realized that his mouth was dry, so he hurriedly walked to the table and drank two large sips, poured tea and walked to Rong Yueye's side, "Don't worry about anything for the time being, I'll let people prepare some food, you can recuperate with peace of mind first." ”

The movements on the Imperial City, as well as the news of the Xuanwang Mansion and the Chenwang Mansion, Rong Yunxiao has already asked Fu Yi to secretly investigate. The place they were now in was on the outskirts of Fenghua City, far away from the Imperial City, and although it was hidden and difficult for people to notice, it was not convenient to find out the news.

When Fuyi returned to the inn again to meet Rong Yunxiao and Rong Yueye, it was already five days later, and those who came back with Fuyi were ruthless.

In the past five days, Rong Yunxiao has devoted himself to taking care of Rong Yueye, who was seriously injured, and when he came down, he also speculated about what kind of changes had happened in the imperial city, and he had already prepared for the worst, but the news that he was ruthlessly brought back still shocked him.

However, in just five days, such as today's emperor of the Ji Kingdom is already the Yi King Rong Changfeng who returned to the dynasty, the Ming King Rong Lei Mo killed his father and usurped the throne, and after the conspiracy failed, he detonated the gunpowder and self-destructed in the Duye Temple, and the dust king Rong Yunxiao and the Ming king Rong Yueye colluded with each other to design the assassination of Hua Shao, the envoy of the Bishui Kingdom, and he has fled after the fact, and is now wanted by the whole country.

Thinking that his father, who had always loved him, had passed away, Rong Yunxiao's heart was unspeakably uncomfortable, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that he couldn't see his father for the last time.

"Rong Changfeng!" Rong Yunxiao clenched his fists and roared. Rong Leimo is dead, he and Rong Yueye will not threaten the full-fledged Rong Leimo, he is in a hurry to charge them with killing the envoys of the Bishui Kingdom, and he wants to put them to death, but he really killed his father!

Rong Yunxiao's nails sank deep into his palms, blood escaped from his fingertips, Rong Yueye stepped forward to hug Rong Yunxiao, waved his sleeves and motioned for Brushing His clothes and ruthlessly going down first.

Ruthlessly looked at Rong Yunxiao worried, he didn't dare to tell Rong Yunxiao that except for him who escaped by luck, the rest of the people in the Dust King Mansion were all slaughtered by Rong Changfeng and his troops, and the Xuanwang Mansion also ended up in the same tragic end.

Fuyi looked at Ruthless and still stood still, and dragged him out of the door with the force of his hand. At this moment, perhaps only Rong Yueye can appease Rong Yunxiao.

"Yunxiao, don't do this. Rong Yueye looked at Rong Yunxiao's eyes were red, and his eyes were already covered with mist, but he still clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to force himself not to let the tears fall.

He is so strong that Rong Yueye feels distressed.

Hearing that his father was dead, Rong Yueye's heart was also sad, but he couldn't show it, if he couldn't hold on, then who else could comfort Rong Yunxiao?

Rong Yueye took Rong Yunxiao into her arms, and gently tried to break Rong Yunxiao's clenched fists, the injury on his hand had just healed in the past few days, how could he see him hurt himself so much? Even if it was the slightest bit, he couldn't accept it.

"Yunxiao, don't be like this, my father is gone, you and me, we will definitely kill Rong Changfeng to avenge my father. Rong Yueye broke Rong Yunxiao's fingers and comforted him softly in his ear.

"Brother of the Three Emperors, Father Emperor...... Father's ...... He really ...... Really gone. Rong Yunxiao finally let go of his clenched fists, choked and buried himself in Rong Yueye's arms.

"Yunxiao, my father is gone, you still have the Three Emperor Brothers, as long as the Three Emperor Brothers are here, the Three Emperor Brothers will not let anyone hurt you. Rong Yueye hugged Rong Yunxiao tightly and patted him lightly on the back.

"Yunxiao, cry if you want to, just like when you were a child, all the troubles will pass after crying, if you can't get over, you still have me, everything you don't want to face and don't want to bear, I will carry it for you. Rong Yueye's voice was not loud, but every word was like a thousand gold, smashing into Rong Yunxiao's heart, splashing a huge wave.

His third emperor brother will always be like this, even if he will be sad, even if he will be injured, but in front of him, he will always be so indestructible, he forced himself to grow armor, just to protect him.

Rong Yunxiao could no longer suppress all the emotions surging in his heart, and buried his head in Rong Yueye's arms and cried loudly like a child.

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