On the tower of Xizhou City, Chu Tianyou looked at the fire in the distance and sighed deeply. The city of Nanchuan was destroyed, and the sect leader ordered the city to be massacred and then set on fire. The fire had been burning for several days, but it still showed no signs of abating. To prevent any accident, 10,000 troops were left waiting to clean up the mess.
"She still doesn't see anyone?" Looking at Nalan Hanqi walking over, Chu Tianyou sighed.
"Yes, even Nalan Xuyan was turned away." Nalan Hanqi said.
"The death of Young Master Han Yi was a huge blow to her. She won't be able to recover for a while." Chu Tianyou said.
"How is her injury?" Nalan Hanqi asked.
"The military doctor said it hurt the lungs." Chu Tianyou shook his head helplessly. "I have been following the sect master for many years, and I have never seen her like this. Even at Du Yuze's wedding banquet, she never acted like this."
Nalan Hanqi glanced at Chu Tianyou, opened her mouth, but didn't say a word.
In the room, Nalan Fengjin knelt on the ground and wiped Nalan Hanyi's body with water little by little. But the deepest blood stain could not be wiped away.
Nalan Fengjin's hand dropped weakly.
With tears streaming down her face, Nalan Fengjin said softly: "If I didn't restore your identity as the emperor's eldest son, would you not have to die? If I didn't make you the King of Xizhou, would you still be living freely in Xuanming Mansion? If I went to attack Nanchuan with you, would you drink and laugh with me now? If, but there is no if, it was me who harmed you, Han Yi. It was me who harmed you." Nalan Fengjin began to cry: "I It’s useless, I’m really useless, I tried my best to rescue you from the cold palace, but I still lost you after so many years.”
"Han Yi, you like to joke with me the most. Don't go to sleep. Get up. I'll drink with you, grill you, and laugh with you. I promise you I won't leave. I'll stay by your side. Get up. Ah, get up. Don't sleep anymore. The peonies in Xuanming Mansion are blooming. Get up." Nalan Fengjin cried out in pain. The cry had turned into a heart-rending scream.
Nalan Xuyan, who had been guarding the door, couldn't bear it any longer. He used his inner strength to open the door bolt and pulled Nalan Fengjin into his arms. Let Nalan Fengjin beat and struggle crazily.
"Xu Yan, I lost him, completely lost him, I'm useless." Nalan Fengjin leaned into Nalan Xuyan's arms and cried like a child.
"It's not your fault. He won't blame you." Nalan Xuyan hugged her and kissed her hair.
"I once prayed in front of the Buddha. Firstly, I wish that Nalan Hanyi will not be born in the emperor's home and have a safe life. Secondly, I wish that Nalan Hanqi will become a famous doctor and live a happy life. Thirdly, I wish that Chu Tianyou will be smiling and proud in the world and have a worry-free life. Fourthly, I wish that you will be happy and happy. Lan Xuyan always lived a wealthy life in Southern Xinjiang, but why, why." As he spoke, Nalan Fengjin felt a sting in his heart and a sweet taste in his throat. A mouthful of blood spurted onto Nalan Xuyan's clothes, and he was completely unconscious. But his body was as hot as fire.
Chu Tianyou was shocked when he saw Nalan Fengjin's already red face: "No, the sect leader's blood moon disaster has arrived. Where are the hot springs and ice."
"There is a hot spring in the back hall, is it ice? Someone come to the ice cellar to get ice." Nalan Hanqi shouted in horror.
After hearing this, Nalan Xuyan was shocked: "The poison of Manzhushahua?" Then without stopping, she ran to the back hall with Nalan Fengjin in her arms.
In the ice bucket, Nalan Fengjin breathed out with difficulty. Chu Tianyou didn't care much, and directly cut a slit on Nalan Fengjin's chest with a dagger. Blood overflowed. The Golden Silkworm Gu King jumped on her heart and began to devour it. Suddenly, a giant python fell from the beam and coiled around Nalan Fengjin. Lan Fengjin and Nalan Fengjin leaned weakly on the giant python.
After a long time, Nalan Fengjin stretched out her hand, and Chu Tianyou hugged her into the hot spring beside him. Nalan Fengjin vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and the water in the pool was filled with a strange red color.
When Nalan Fengjin was taken out and placed on the bed, he was already unconscious.
"Her poison comes like this once a year?" Nalan Xuyan looked at the sleeping Nalan Fengjin and his pupils had shrunk.
Chu Tianyou nodded and walked out. Whistled into the night. Several black figures disappeared on the wall of this room.
"Suzaku." Chu Tianyou called. A figure climbed over the wall and appeared in front of Chu Tianyou: "Pavilion Master."
"Take someone to dress King Xizhou, use the best golden nanmu to bury him, stuff the pill into King Xizhou's mouth, and wait for the sect master to wake up and decide the rest." Chu Tianyou handed over a porcelain bottle. The shadow guard named Suzaku took the medicine bottle and disappeared into the night.
"What is this?" Nalan Xuyan asked.
"The shadow guards of Phoenix Villa are always here." Chu Tianyou said.
The three of them stopped talking and all sat on the steps in front of Nalan Fengjin's door, staring at the night sky in a daze.
Unknowingly, Nalan Hanqi found that he had burst into tears. The scenes with Nalan Hanyi came to his mind, and the pain made him unable to breathe. He coughed several times involuntarily, and there was blood flowing from his lips.
When Chu Tianyou saw it, he stuffed a pill into Nalan Hanqi's mouth and walked away silently. However, he brought a lot of wine over and the three of them drank silently.
Nalan Fengjin was sleeping deeply in the room. She had a long dream.
I dreamed that that year, they were still children, running around in the palace,
I dreamed that that year, they were having a fight in Xuanming Mansion,
I dreamed that that year, her carriage left the imperial city alone, and they fell into the snow.
He dreamed that that year, she reappeared in Xuanming Mansion. When he turned around, the garden was full of peonies.
I dreamed of that year, Ningshan Academy,
I dreamed of that year in the Jin Palace. . .
Finally, he dreamed of Nalan Han standing in front of her with a smile: "Ajin, don't cry, I'm leaving. You should be good in the future. The happiest time is when I am with you. Also, remember to do What a good emperor."
This time he didn't bully her;
This time he smiled gently.
This time he was still charming.
Nalan Fengjin woke up from her dream with tears streaming down her face. I wiped away my tears, smiled and said to the air: "I promise you."
Nalan Fengjin opened the door, and the dazzling sunlight shone on her face. She raised her hand to block it. After getting used to the light, she saw three people staggering in front of the door and a mess of wine bottles.
"How much did you drink?" Nalan Fengjin asked in surprise.
"The three of them drank all the wine in the wine cellar." came a voice, and Nalan Fengjin looked at Nalan Xingci who looked haggard.
"Are you okay?" Nalan Xingci looked at Nalan Fengjin and asked worriedly.
"I'm fine. Let these three be sent back. You can go and have a rest. I'm going to take care of Han Yi's funeral. We can't let him go home like this." Nalan Fengjin said to Nalan Xing Ci Yixiao went to another room.
Nalan Fengjin saw that Nalan Hanyi had been packed up and was sleeping quietly in the golden nanmu coffin. Smiling slightly: "You are quite handsome."
The three of them woke up with splitting headaches and were stunned to find that they were sleeping on the same couch. He stood up and walked out, and was shocked when he saw Nalan Fengjin smiling.
"Wake up, don't call me when you're drinking. Drink with me again tonight." Nalan Fengjin smiled.
The hearts of the three finally fell, and Nalan Xuyan couldn't help but sigh, this girl's ability to withstand strikes is really not that strong.
That night, Nalan Hanqi, Nalan Xuyan, Chu Tianyou, Li Xuan, Le Zhengyu, Gu Beichen, Jiang Ying, Xingyang, Nalan Fengjin, and Nalan Xingci all gathered in Nalan Han. The next day, in front of the coffin, a person was holding a wine jar and drinking sips. As he drank, some began to laugh, some began to cry, some began to yell, and some began to howl. It seemed that time had returned to that time. Year, Ningshan Academy. . .
