"Xia Houyu, if you die, all the grievances will be settled. I, Li Hongying, will not touch your bastard." Li Hongying said slowly to Xia Houyu with a cruel smile on her face.
"Okay, I hope you keep what you say, otherwise I, Xia Houyu, will not let you go even if I turn into a ghost." Xia Houyu looked at Li Hongying like this, her eyes filled with a kind of strength and determination that is difficult to describe in words. .
"No..." Ding Xiaoyi finally let out a roar, and he wanted to pounce on his mother. But there were bursts of tearing pain all over his body. With a thought, the human sword only trembled a few times, but did not fly towards him.
His sea of consciousness and body were both affected by the backlash of this sword. The power of this sword was withdrawn by him, and all the power of the sword would come back to him.
Both his physical body and his sea of consciousness were in a mess. He will not be able to recover in a short period of time. Now only an ordinary mortal can kill him, let alone six powerful lamplighters.
Their strength is not much different from Ding Xiaoyi. It would be easy to kill Ding Xiaoyi at this time.
Xia Houyu already knew the situation at this time. If she didn't die, both mother and son would die.
And she could only choose to commit suicide to save Ding Xiaoyi. Ding Xiaoyi crawled towards Xia Houyu crazily, and finally came to Xia Houyu,
"No..." Ding Xiaoyi's almost crying voice roared in his heart, and he wanted to stop his mother.
Then, it was already too late. He felt hot blood like peach blossoms swaying down and falling on his face. His vision was blurred by the blood flowers.
He saw the delicate figure slowly falling down. His heart was in great pain, and he was frantically running the power of the law of life in the sea of life, trying to restore his messed-up body as soon as possible.
However, the power of that sword was far beyond what he could bear. If some spirit sea had not been destroyed and he still had true energy, then he wouldn't be in such a mess.
But everything was too late. Ding Xiaoyi saw endless grief rushing towards his brain, and his brain was in a tearing pain.
His consciousness also fell into darkness at that moment. I don't know how long it took, but Ding Xiaoyi woke up faintly. He saw a figure in black, that was Ye Qingqing's figure.
And his brain was still splitting in pain. He wanted to call Ye Qingqing, but found that he couldn't say a word.
His mother's moist blood still remained on his face, and there were still two tears in the corners of his eyes.
"You're awake." Ye Qingqing came to Ding Xiaoyi's side, with a look of concern on her face. Ding Xiaoyi found himself lying on a bed.
This bed still has the scent of mother. He couldn't help but shed two lines of clear tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Lamplighter, Li Hongying, you are all going to die." Ding Xiaoyi secretly vowed in his heart that he must eradicate the lamplighter completely.
Li Hongying forced her mother to death, she must die.
"You just suffered a backlash. There is nothing serious about your body." Ye Qingqing persuaded Ding Xiaoyi again, but Ding Xiaoyi remained silent, with only two lines of clear tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
He was lying on the bed where his mother had slept, surrounded by his mother's breath, but he never thought that he would encounter such a disaster before he could enjoy his mother's love.
Ye Qingqing leaned down and sat in front of Ding Xiaoyi, and she looked at Ding Xiaoyi like this.
"You know, you have been sleeping for three days and three nights," Ye Qingqing said to Ding Xiaoyi again. Ding Xiaoyi remained silent.
"Auntie's body was taken away by people from the royal family and was said to be buried in the imperial mausoleum. Emperor Yong has been here and he left a guard for you." Ye Qingqing said to Ding Xiaoyi again.
"This is Brother Guo's soul. Please heal Brother Guo," Ding Xiaoyi patted the Qiankun bag, took out the soul-inducing bell from the Qiankun bag, and said to Ye Qingqing.
"Well, I will help heal him as soon as possible. Please forgive me. My aunt also sacrificed herself for you. I hope you cheer up." A trace of sadness flashed in Ye Qingqing's eyes, and she persuaded Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi nodded, knowing that Ye Qingqing's concern for him came from the bottom of her heart. For this ill-fated girl, he felt nothing but gratitude.
Tragedy has happened, but he can't get out of it. He felt like it was like a lifetime ago, everything happened so suddenly.
Ding Xiaoyi explained some things to Ye Qingqing again. He asked Ye Qingqing to go to the inn to pick up Man Luo, and asked Man Luo to follow Ye Qingqing first.
The two ill-fated women should get along well. And he is still dealing with his mother's funeral. He will not let his mother die in vain. He wants to dig out all the lamplighters in the palace.
Li Hongying must die. Even if she escapes to the ends of the earth, he will kill Li Hongying. After Ye Qingqing left, a calm figure slowly walked in.
Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look, and he naturally recognized that calm figure. That person was the one who took him out of the palace and to that remote long street when he first entered the palace.
There are rows of low houses on the long street, and there are countless candlelights in the houses. That's where the soul burns.
That candle lantern is the soul lantern of the millions of soldiers who died in Camp A. The soul lamp is immortal, but the heroic spirits of Jiazi Camp are immortal.
That calm figure was naturally Lao Jia. He participated in the battle in the void. Although he didn't know the truth, Lao Jia was the only remaining soldier of Dayongjia Camp, and he was proud enough.
Lao A came to Ding Xiaoyi's bed, and he just looked at Ding Xiaoyi silently.
"His Majesty Yong Huang has actually known for a long time that I am the descendant of a certain soldier in Camp A, right?" Ding Xiaoyi stood up and sat on the bed, and he asked Lao Jia.
"Yes, Your Majesty has recognized your identity since the first time he saw you. Otherwise, he would not have let me take you to the place where your soul burns. He only hopes that you can understand his good intentions." Lao Jia was silent for a while, and then he answered Ding Xiaoyi in a deep voice.
Ding Xiaoyi sighed in his heart, he and Li Hongying and others were fighting to the death, but Emperor Yong was sitting on the advantage of the fishermen.
Moreover, he was his cheap uncle, and he felt very uncomfortable.
"Are you so sure that I will enter the palace and find my mother?" Ding Xiaoyi asked Lao Jia again.
It turns out that all this was planned secretly by Emperor Yong. Perhaps Emperor Yong had known for a long time that a lamplighter had sneaked into the palace. In order to drive the lamplighter out of the palace, they allowed themselves to enter the palace wall.
They secretly watched all their actions, including their recognition of their mother. In the end, his mother Li Hongying was forced to die, and Emperor Yong had no intention of taking action.
If Emperor Yong had taken action, my mother might not have died. And he finally found his life experience and mother's love, but lost it again at that moment.
The feeling of gaining hope but having it completely shattered. It made him feel very uncomfortable. He didn't expect that Emperor Yong would even plot against himself.
In order to be the lamplighter, his own sister was forced to die by others, but he stood by and watched. This made Ding Xiaoyi very angry.
"Actually, Your Majesty also has his own difficulties. Princess Jade gave birth to an heir out of wedlock, which already violated the rules of the Yong royal family. If it weren't for His Majesty Yong Emperor, both Princess Jade and you might have been obliterated." Lao Jia sighed to Ding Xiaoyi. Said, when Ding Xiaoyi heard it, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.
It has become an indisputable fact that Emperor Yong took advantage of him, and it has become a grudge in his heart that they did not save his mother. Dayong and himself are gradually drifting away.
"Senior, when will mother's funeral be held?" Ding Xiaoyi took a long breath and asked Lao Jia.
"Three days later, it can only be done as a royal family funeral." Lao Jia replied to Ding Xiaoyi again.
Naturally, Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect them to do anything grand, but Emperor Yong's decision to let his mother be buried in the imperial mausoleum was already the greatest respect for his mother.
"Is there any trace of Li Hongying and the lamplighter?" Ding Xiaoyi asked Lao Jia again.
"Not yet. They are very familiar with the palace and have probably escaped from the palace long ago. Your Majesty has arranged for some experts to track down their whereabouts. There should be results in the future." Lao Jia replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi thought of Li Hongying's crazy face, and the anger in his heart surged uncontrollably.
