Sensing that something might be happening outside, Yu Li'an couldn't care about the depression in his heart, and hurriedly came out of the green jade.

Zhao Ning held the green jade tightly in his hand, and ran towards the outside of the Zichen Hall in a panic.

"Zhaoning?"

Yu Li'an wondered, how could she be here? But it was too late to think about it, Zhao Ning was holding the green jade in her hand, and her heart suddenly became alarmed.

Knowing that Zhao Ning couldn't see or hear her, she still couldn't help but scold her: "Throw the jade away!"

Qingyu will absorb blood relatives and get angry, and Zhaoning can't touch it.

"Zhaoning!" Yu Li'an stopped in front of her, trying to make her stop.

But she went through her.

Yu Li'an followed closely again, still unrelenting.

"Zhaoning!

Zhao Ning couldn't hear it.

The spring cold is steep, and the snow in Da Mo has just stopped for a while.

Zhao Ning's heart was beating like a drum, and the wind swept past her ears, bringing up strips of red silk and shaking it in front of her eyes. She ran through the nine-curved corridor with her skirt in her hand, descended one step at a time, and ran in the direction of her palace.

All the little palace maids and little eunuchs I met along the way, but none of them were in charge, and Zhaoning was unimpeded and unstoppable all the way.

Seeing that she couldn't stop her and no one else dared to stop her, Yu Li'an condensed, and in an instant, all the red palace lights in the palace turned into gloomy green, and the surroundings immediately became dark. A gust of wind suddenly blew, causing Zhaoning's thin figure to shake, and he couldn't stand steadily.

The wind was terrible, the red silk danced like a ghost, and the palace lamp seemed to be burning with a ghost fire. The palace maids and eunuchs on duty at night were so frightened that they screamed louder than the other, and they were not much better than the ghosts.

The mixture of multiple sounds coupled with the visual impact made Zhao Ning instantly feel like he had run into hell.

"What's the name of the hell!

Although she was a little scared at this situation, she was more disgusted by the screams and cries. It was already enough to be frightened, and these people dared to come and touch the mold! So the princess's temper suddenly came up.

She put her hands on her hips, and was about to open her mouth to scold angrily, but then she suddenly stopped, as if she realized something, and turned to Qingyu and whispered, "Sister Ah Li?"

Yu Li'an was so tired after concentrating that he couldn't respond to her at all. After a while, everything around them was back to its original state. Her whole body was weak, and she felt like she would dissipate at any time, but she couldn't go back to the green jade.

A series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance, and Yu Li felt a pang in his heart.

This is the footsteps of the emperor, and she is very familiar with it. I just wanted to remind Zhaoning, but then I thought, wouldn't it be better to let the emperor take the jade back?

So the thought of contemplating God again was dispelled.

Zhao Ning didn't have such good ear power as her, and seeing that the surrounding scenery had been restored to its original state, she called Sister Ah Li again in confusion, but there was still no movement.

She touched her head, and continued to run forward with doubts and unparalleled nervousness, and of course, she was stopped by Emperor Zhengxuan, who had caught up.

"Father...... Father?" She was momentarily overwhelmed as she stood in front of the steps of the high hall.

Emperor Zhengxuan's eyebrows and eyes were tender, and he asked in a loving voice: "You don't rest so late?" Beware of catching a cold. ”

"I ...... Erchen ...... I can't sleep, come out and see ......."

"Really...... Ning'er, what are you holding in your hand?"

Zhao Ning was startled, hurriedly hid his hand behind him, and said hesitantly: "No...... It's nothing...", but this action is even more ambiguous.

"Really?" Emperor Zhengxuan raised his feet forward, "Would you like to show your father?"

"Don't ...... Don't come here!" Zhao Ning took a few steps back.

"Huh?" Emperor Zhengxuan frowned and looked at her, "Come here, be careful not to fall." ”

Yu Li'an was so anxious that he wanted to hold Zhao Ning but couldn't hold it, so he could only keep saying by her side: "Give it to him, give it to him!

Zhaoning still stepped back.

Seeing that she was about to retreat to the edge of the steps, Yu Li'an always had a bad premonition in his heart, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "Don't retreat!"

But Zhao Ning still held Qingyu tightly, so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Emperor Zhengxuan could hear Yu Li'an speak, and he also saw that Zhao Ning had been frantically testing on the edge of danger. He was afraid that she would be so frightened that he would fall, so he couldn't help but stop and softly reassured: "Ning'er, come here, it's dangerous behind." ”

At this time, Zhao Ning's head was already frightened, and he fell backwards in a daze, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Seeing that she was about to fall, Emperor Zhengxuan was in a hurry and hurried forward to catch her.

Zhao Ning was instantly frightened.

"Don't come here!ahhh

"Ning'er!"

Zhao Ning took a few steps back quickly, and at the edge of the front of the steps, the soles of his feet slipped and he fell down the high hall steps with a scream.

Yu Li'an stretched out his hand, his eyes cracking. The moment Zhao Ning's body passed through her hand, she knew that she had killed Zhao Ning.

It's another thought.

If she had reminded Zhaoning when she heard the emperor's footsteps just now, would she not have fallen?

Yu Li's peace of mind was like a mess, and she suddenly remembered the first three days of the palace's beheading, when she was also a thought, and since then she has been separated from her father Wang Tian.

As soon as the wind blew, the bare trees in the palace bared their teeth and claws, like unjust souls seeking their lives.

Emperor Zhengxuan's heart was broken, and he watched Zhaoning fall. He held his breath, his heart seemed to stop beating, he stopped, he froze for a long time, and then walked down the steps step by step.

Every time I stepped down the steps, I counted a number, and I counted a total of thirty-nine.

Zhao Ning fell to the ground, still clutching the green jade tightly in his hand, and the blood on the ground next to his head was slowly extending in all directions.

The cold of spring came quietly, and the snowflakes began to flutter down again, staying on Zhaoning's hair, face, and clothes. Another slice fell in her eyes that she had time to close, and then melted, sliding out of her eyes like tears.

She saw the red moon.

Emperor Zhengxuan leaned down and trembled slightly and put his hand on her eyes. He half-knelt beside her, muffling his trembling voice, trying to be as gentle as possible.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he could only make a dry and hoarse voice: "Ning'er?" But no one answered him anymore.

The evening breeze was very cool, as if it was cold to the bones.

He pursed his lips and gently picked up the person who seemed to be asleep on the ground, his hands trembled violently, and he complained in a hoarse voice: "You children, why are they so disobedient one by one......"

Yu Li'an looked at Emperor Zhengxuan and Zhaoning at the bottom of the steps, closed his eyes, and the feeling of exhaustion became more and more obvious.

Emperor Zhengxuan stepped up the steps with Zhaoning in his arms and looked up.

Yu Li'an stood stunned, wearing a long skirt splashed with ink and blue flowers in the night wind.

"Zhaoning ......"

Her hands clenched into fists, her thin figure swayed, and suddenly disappeared.