He heard the sound of the sword piercing into flesh and blood, and Zhebei couldn't hold it any longer. He fell to his knees and leaned back.

His red eyes looked at the blue sky, and he stretched out his arms, as if trying to catch something.

But in the end, it's just in vain.

What a pity, if you count the days, this time tomorrow should be the auspicious day of their wedding.

In the end, it's hard to come back.

Si Tu followed his arm and saw that it was a firefly, which was particularly eye-catching in this yellow sand.

Li Ge, who was not far away, rushed over with his troops. Seeing Si Tu, who was absent-minded, he swallowed everything he wanted to say.

"Have I known him before?"

Holding the flying firefly, Situ's fingertips trembled, and even his heart throbbed.

"I don't know, but His Highness is very similar to the old people he knows."

Your Majesty is right, those in high positions must not have weaknesses.

Without Zhebei Situ, he would become the most perfect emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Is it really?"

But why does her heart hurt so much? It's like being gouged out in half.

"Yes."

Since His Highness doesn't remember it, that's the best result, and he naturally won't dig out those past events.

"Then what's the name of his old friend?"

"Gu Ying."

Li Ge replied softly.

"Good life buried."

At least decent, she wants to give him.

When the army was defeated like a mountain, the countries of the Western Regions were originally forces that gathered in a short period of time. As long as they lost their backbone, they were like scattered sand.

It took only three months for Si Tu to put the war to rest.

After the class teacher returned to the court, it was very lively in Beijing, surrounded by people who welcomed the people.

They called her the 'God of War' and was loved by the people.

But Situ was not happy at all, as if her heart was submerged in the yellow sand.

Taking off his heavy armor, Situ put on a black court uniform, and his long hair was pulled up high.

On the way to the palace, when she passed the moat, she stood there for a long time.

And the tallest building in Beijing, she seems to have forgotten a very important person.

"His Royal Highness, your consecration ceremony is about to begin."

Ah Mo urged in a low voice.

After this battle, Si Tu became famous and inherited the position of the Eastern Palace, which is justifiable.

"Isn't there a big fireworks here?"

She could vaguely remember the prosperity of the fireworks, but she could not remember the people who accompany her to enjoy the magnificent scenery.

"To celebrate the Flower God Festival, fireworks will naturally be set off."

Ah Mo concealed the struggle in his eyes very well.

"Where was Ben Gong on the day of the Flower God's Day?"

The figure of that person was vague, but Si Tu was sure that he was the one she had forgotten.

"Of course you are watching the lanterns with Mr. Liang Xiaohou."

Ah Mo smiled slightly.

The Princess Mansion wiped everything Zhebei clean, as if this person had never existed.

"It's getting late, it's time for you to enter the palace, Your Highness."

On a good day and auspicious day, when the ceremony is awarded, there is no room for mistakes.

The carriage continued to drive through the long corridor.

In the Taiji Hall, the ministers stood up and looked respectful.

Stepping on the white jade Han steps, Situ walked into the hall step by step, the court clothes swayed with her movements, and the golden phoenix embroidered on the bottom of the skirt came to life.

"We welcome the safe return of Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."

Xi He, who was sitting on the hall, showed a satisfied look, and the courtier bowed his head to pay homage to her.

It all seems to be complete

Except, the white bone buried in the yellow sand.

After the conferring ceremony, Si Tu went to ask Xi He for confirmation.

But everyone told her that she never lost her memory.

And that vague memory was just the scene in her dream after she had a serious illness.

"Even if this memory is painful, do you still choose to remember everything?"

There was a cold smile on the corner of Si Bing's mouth.

Her temper is really the same as it was ten thousand years ago.

Knowing that it was painful, he still had to do everything he could to retrieve the broken memory.

"So, you know what I forgot."

She remembered everything that happened on this plane, but she forgot only one person.

"Not only do I know, but I also have a way to help you recover."

The host is big, I don't think he is a good person

The key is why does he have the Wangchuan Water that only the Lord God has in his hands?

He can traverse every plane at will, I always feel like I know him before

Not like a friend, but an enemy.

Suddenly raising his eyes, Si Bing's eyes were burning,

"If you want it, consider it carefully."

Even without this medicine, she will remember everything eventually, but sooner or later.

For her, Wangchuan Water had long lost its effectiveness.

Ten thousand years ago, how much Wangchuan water he fed her, but every time she could think of him again!

"Whether it's good or bad, it's my memory."

Si Bing's eyes darkened, and the sarcastic arc of the corners of his mouth was even more serious.

This is exactly the same as what she said before.

He took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it heavily on the stone table, rarely losing control.

"Is that person really worth it?"

For him, even the God of War did not do it.

His going to heaven and the friendship between them were nothing compared to his words!

Why is he so excited, it makes me feel like a bad guy

Situ blinked, his tone firm,

"As long as that person is him, it's worth it."

"Ah."

A low sneer came from his throat, which inexplicably added a bit of coldness to the autumn scenery.

"You really are, you never change your life."

Even the answer is the same.

"The antidote is given to you. As for whether to drink or not, it's up to you."

She always had to remember the pain before letting go of this relationship.

In fact, I also advise the host not to drink it.

The system raised his hand weakly, but his host had already pulled off the stopper and drank it.

As the porcelain vase fell to the ground and shattered, Si Tu's memory also recovered.

System: It feels like it's over.

The vague memory gradually became clear, and she could completely remember the face of that person.

Snow Wolf King, fireflies, fireworks, and the last sword.

She remembered it all.

"I gave you a choice, and you have always cherished it. In that case, just enjoy the pain of eroding bones."

There is nothing more painful than killing your lover with your own hands.

But she can only live, live in regret, live in pain.

This is his punishment for her betrayal.

The white fog flashed past, and Si Bing seemed to have recovered, staring blankly at Si Tu, who was crying in front of him.

He, the third emperor sister, has always been arrogant, never bowing her head in front of outsiders, let alone crying.

"Hey, you, don't cry, the Queen Mother wants to know, and she has to peel my skin."

But no matter how Si Bing coaxed, it was of no use.

With a puff, blood spurted out from the corner of Situ's mouth, dyeing a whole piece of Suhehua red.

This time, Si Bing was so frightened that he almost died, and he hurriedly sent the person to the Imperial Hospital.

I'll be darling, he doesn't have the idea of ​​killing the imperial concubine of the dynasty.

Don't rely on him for this.