Shu He's body was still in the Eastern Palace, and Yu Xiang didn't let anyone touch her master. She put Shu He on the bed, wiped his face and cut his hair, and changed him into his favorite blue robe.

Shu He's expression was very serene, just like he usually fell asleep, which made Yu Xiang even more delusional that the young master was still alive, and would rather deceive herself than Yu Xiang would let Shu He go into the coffin.

Although it was unreasonable, Xuan Fuzhi didn't force himself, he stepped over the threshold of the Eastern Palace many times, and finally turned around and left, now that the Yue Kingdom is under his control, why bother to make trouble in front of a maid.

In the final analysis, he was the loser in this contest for rights. He did not defeat Wu Shan, nor did he win Baili Qianliu. From the beginning to the end, he lost the worst.Xuan Fuzhi didn't have the energy to laugh at himself, he used indifference to pack himself, at this moment, what he should do is to find a concubine for the eldest prince...

The harem was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere, the concubines who were interested hid in the house and did not go out, secretly speculated about the progress of the matter in the corner without understanding, the empress, the imperial concubine and the concubine Ling suddenly had an accident together, such a big event could not make people gossip.

There are a lot of gossips, Xuan Fuzhi tried his best to suppress Youyou's mouth, but it's just that the family ugliness should not be exposed, and it is best to bring the truth to the ground.

In the imperial study room, Xuan Fuzhi was quietly correcting the memorial, when Eunuch Zhang ran in suddenly, "Your Majesty! It's not good!"

Hearing this, the brush in Xuan Fuzhi's hand suddenly broke, he raised his head, staring at Eunuch Zhang with gloomy eyes, but his tone was unexpectedly calm.

"What's up."

Eunuch Zhang said anxiously: "Your Majesty, Anjun Wang has come all the way in, and the guards can't stop him!"

Xuan Fuzhi stood up suddenly, took the memorial book and threw it at Eunuch Zhang's head, furious!

"Who allowed you to stop the king of An County! Don't you want to live!" Who is Qingyang Shuoyi?One person can destroy the existence of a country!A Moon Country palace can come and go freely, if you stop you, you are courting death!

Eunuch Zhang boldly explained, "Your Majesty! It's Anjun Wang who is crazy! He's the one who kills anyone he sees!"

Damn it!

"Where did Anjun Wang go!" Xuan Fuzhi asked.

Eunuch Zhang said, "Go back to the emperor, Anjun Wang is going to the Eastern Palace!"

"Show the Eastern Palace!"

"Yes!"

In Eastern Palace, Qingyang Shuoyi stood beside the bed, staring affectionately at the person on the bed. He stood motionless, slowly raised his right hand, but dared not touch that familiar face for a long time.The person woke up, he was afraid that Baili Qianliu would scold him for not bringing his son back, he was afraid...

Yu Xiang sat on the edge of the bed, twisted the quilt corners for Shu He, seemed to be talking to herself, and seemed to be talking to Qingyang Shuoyi.

"Young Master's body is always so cold. It's okay in summer, but it's going to be a disaster in winter. Tomorrow, I'm going to get the quilt and make winter clothes in advance. By the way, the young master ordered a cotton jacket for the little master. I think it's almost done. TomorrowI have to take it back and show it to the young master, young master, don’t sleep, you still have so many things to do, it’s not good to sleep too much..." As she spoke, Yu Xiang had already burst into tears, and she knew in her heart that she knew that the young master was not goodWill wake up again, but what will she do without the son?She wanted to go with the young master, but the young master died for her, she had no face to see the young master, no face...

Qingyang Shuoyi took it over and said, "Let him sleep, he's getting lazy now, he'll be too noisy to sleep when Shu Xiaoya comes back, it's better to sleep more now..."

"Well, when the little master comes back, the young master will definitely get up."

"It will."

"..."

Two idiots, you say, I say, it seems that as long as this is the case, Shu He on the bed will wake up, it seems that as long as this is the case, they will have the motivation to live, but how long can this kind of self-deception last?

The man is really dead, isn't he?

Tianxuan sat in a corner with his back against the wall, his internal organs were burning due to internal injuries, and the pain stimulated every nerve in him, but his head was terribly lucid. Just because he was sober, he couldn't lie to himself.That person really lost his breath and died...

"Let him die in peace..." Tian Li's soft words could drive two fools into the abyss of despair.

"No!" Yu Xiang cried loudly on Shu He's chest.

Qingyang Shuoyi swayed, and the bloodshot eyes instantly covered the whites of his eyes. He resisted the urge to go forward, and turned around resolutely, his voice tight and unbearable.

"I'll go and bring the baby here, Qianliu will get up when he sees it." After finishing speaking, he rushed out impatiently.

Xuan Fuzhi stood outside, he watched Qingyang Shuoyi flying past him with red eyes, he heard Yu Xiang's cry... Xuan Fuzhi pressed his heart, not understanding why he felt heartache,He obviously hated Bailiqianliu, why the picture imprinted in his heart was the first time we met, that person's eyes that were obsessed with him?

"Your Majesty?" Ying Qi stood aside blankly, what's wrong?Shouldn't Wu Shan and Baili Qianliu be happy when they are gone?Why is no one laughing?Why would he feel sorry?It's a pity that the calm and composed person in the fire scene is so gone...

Xuan Fuzhi took a deep breath to cheer himself up, expel the emptiness in his heart, and told himself that there is no banquet that lasts forever, and let him go if he should go!

"Accordingly, bury the dead bodyguards, pass down the order, and avoid Anjun Wang in the future, and declare to the world, the queen... die!"

"……Yes!"

"..."

As soon as the news of the queen's death came out, all civil and military officials knelt on the main hall outside the palace for an hour. No one cried, and no one rejoiced. They were silent as if everyone had expected this result. Why didn't they think that this was an accident?It's a good thing, why let a thousand miles away mess up the peace of Moon Country's life, let's go like this, at least take away a lot of thoughts...

Outside the palace, tens of thousands of people knelt down in silent mourning. From the gossip about Shu He's first time out of the palace to the mourning of all the people today, his efforts have successfully saved his reputation, leaving the world with a praised and kind man.back.Maybe Shu He didn't live a brilliant life, but he is worthy of Shu Xiaoya, he can't give that child an aboveboard identity, he just hopes that one day, when that child knows that he is a father, he won't feel ashamed, he doesn't want much,I just hope his ugly duckling can grow up normally.

But Shu He still has regrets in his heart. He hasn't seen Shu Xiaoya for the last time. Obviously someone gave him hope of living, and obviously he wants to live a life in the rivers and lakes after leaving the palace... In the end, all his rhetoric will be with him.His departure was buried, and all his hard work got nothing but sighs.

The Eastern Palace suddenly caught fire after dusk, Yu Xiang and Tianli were stunned outside the door, crazy flames ignited from where Shu He was, and gradually engulfed the entire Eastern Palace.

Qingyang Shuoyi was standing on the high wall, his true energy hit him uncontrollably, the swollen meridians were extremely painful, but he stood motionless, his eyes were firmly locked on the place where the flames were soaring into the sky, and there were red threads in his eyes.undercurrent.

Holding Shu Xiaoya in her arms who had safely exited the customs, she stared at his master nervously.

Qingyang Shuoyi suddenly flew towards the Eastern Palace, Old Xie quickly followed, Qiyue did not move, his task was to protect the little master, his premonition told him that the place ahead was not where the little master should go.

Tens of thousands of imperial guards surrounded the Eastern Palace shoulder to shoulder, and the mother of a country was buried inside the high wall. Maybe such a funeral is not proper, but who can say it is not grand?Under this gradually dimming sky, the fiery red light is imprinted in the hearts of thousands of people. Everyone in this generation remembers that there is such a male queen who will live forever in the deep palace compound.

But Qingyang Shuoyi didn't think so, even if his person died, he should be buried beside him, so he jumped into the raging fire without mercy, looking for his figure.

The hut where Shu He lay was completely burned, and if there was a body, it was just a piece of dust. Qingyang Shuoyi lost his way in the vast sea of flames, and he didn't understand why God didn't even leave him a body.

Thousands of miles to stay!Why, why don't you wait, why don't you watch the ugly duckling grow up, why walk so cleanly, why...

The out-of-control mood caused Qingyang Shuoyi's zhenqi to run against the current, and the flames covering thousands of miles suddenly gathered rapidly, rushing towards Qingyang Shuoyi as if he had life, the scorching flames swirled around Qingyang Shuoyi but did not hurt him at all.

A moment later, the wailing sound exploded suddenly along with the flames, and the violent airflow toppled the high walls in all directions, hitting everyone outside and falling to the ground.

"what!"

The wails continued, and those who heard them were deafening!

The scattered flames gathered together again, and this time they rushed up to the sky and exploded the black night, instantly covering the imperial city in fiery red light, like turning over the bottom of a red-hot pot.

When everything calmed down, Qingyang Shuoyi stood alone in the center of the razed Eastern Palace, his robe fluttering in the wind, and his hair was as white as snow!

"Little Lord!"

Old Xie knelt down in pain, unable to believe that the man with white hair was his young master, why?The young master is only two decades old!

Qingyang Shuoyi didn't care at all what he had become, he held Shu He's favorite jade hairpin and quietly looked up at the sky, the fiery red burned on his pale face, still unable to show the sadness in his eyes.

At the same time, in an unremarkable carriage outside the city gate, Hua Hua suddenly opened her eyes and said to the outside of the carriage, "Leng Qiao, speed up."

"My lord, that was just now..." Leng Qiao waved his horsewhip, and the fiery red covering the imperial city made him startled.

Hua Hua calmly said: "It's okay, Qingyang Shuoyi just opened the Lingtong acupoint."

That's all?Leng Qiao almost spat out a mouthful of blood!The ability to practice Martial God is unique since the thousand years of psychic acupoint, okay?But now is not the time to vomit blood. heard that the perception ability of the person who opened the Lingtong point will be terrible. If Qingyang Shuoyi gets nervous and wants to see if the grass in Yueguo grows the same, they will not want to leave safelyMoon country!

Leng Qiao's nerves tensed, and he swung the whip more vigorously. He didn't want to be intercepted halfway. If he couldn't beat Qingyang Shuoyi, he, the warrior of the most powerful country, would become a big joke!no!Shame must be strangled in the cradle!

"Drive! Drive!"

"..."

Qingyang Shuoyi lowered his head slowly, and suddenly tapped his toes lightly. His light figure and three thousand white hair made him stand in mid-air like a wisp of white smoke. Qingyang Shuoyi slowly closed his eyes and let go as much as possible.The Lingtai sensed all the movement in the imperial city, after some induction, it was finally disappointed.Qingyang Shuoyi was just about to release the sensor outside the city, when he suddenly heard Shu Xiaoya's cry, he instinctively chose to give up, opened his eyes and flew towards his son.

Xuan Fuzhi watched Qingyang Shuoyi leave from a distance, what kind of feelings could drive this person into such a state?Xuan Fuzhi didn't dare to guess the relationship between Qingyang Shuoyi and Baili Qianliu, he found that he couldn't accept their mutual love, a courtier and a queen, could it be another green hat?

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!In the end, all his people belonged to others, so what is left of him?Who else treats him sincerely!

Afterwards, the Moon Country imperial city once again returned to calm. The harem will not be barren because there is no Bailiqianliu, and the court will not be in chaos because there is no Qingyang Shuoyi.Nothing has changed.

After the first seven days of the concubine's death, Xuan Fuzhi bid farewell to the affairs of state. In plain clothes, he pushed the concubine's coffin and kept walking. No matter it was windy or raining, no matter whether it was muddy or dangerous, he kept walking without turning back.

During the three-day journey, Xuan Fuzhi stood in front of the mausoleum where the emperors and concubines of the Xuan family were buried, caressing the quiet coffin.

"This is all I can do for you..." Xuan Fuzhi sighed, opened the tomb that should have belonged to the empress, and buried the concubine here himself. Maybe a concubine is worthless in the eyes of others, maybeShe has never been remembered by any common people, but she can also become a person's most precious memory.

The strong girl in the martial arts training ground brandished a sword and called him a weak girl, and there was no memory of anyone participating.In the end, he still locked the temperamental girl in the deep palace compound for his own selfishness, watched her restrain her smile, watched her lose her sharpness, and lost her life's happiness.

Xuan Fuzhi buried Ye Linger with his own hands. Maybe it was not grand, maybe not noisy, but he had a heart. He closed the tomb door little by little, and watched the coffin disappear little by little. Xuan Fuzhi suddenly felt a little guilty.Let her go out to fly, but it's too late to say anything now.

Xuan Fuzhi smiled embarrassedly, "I owe you..."

After burying Ye Linger, Xuan Fuzhi became more energetic on the way back. He took the initiative to eat, and the Lord went to wash up. He regained his handsome and handsome image. Except for the vacant heart, he was still a good emperor in the eyes of the people of Moon Country.

In Evil Doctor Valley, Qingyang Shuoyi brought Yu Xiang and Tianlu back together, and Shu Xiaoya became the sustenance of Yu Xiang's life. She put all her love on Shu Xiaoya and served her little master with all her heart.

Tianhui is recovering from his injuries. Wen Wanqiu's heart was almost shattered, and his martial arts are useless, but Tianhui doesn't care. He plans to learn medicine from Evil Doctor Valley to save people, which is a blessing for himself, who is full of blood.

Qingyang Shuoyi erected a monument on the highest mountain next to the Evil Doctor Valley, but there was no inscription on it. Apart from visiting his son at a fixed time every day, he spent most of his time playing the flute against the tombstone. The melodious sound of the flute lasted for a long time.

Every time at this time, Hong Yuan would sigh, and feel sad for her son who is about to become a master of the world. The words of love are so hurtful, and she never thought that her indifferent son would fall into such a deep trap. Is it really strange!

Love has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing, neglecting the Qingqiu Festival...

[In order to let Xiaohezi start the next journey quickly, my mother's hair is going to be tangled and white, but I finally say goodbye to Moon Country~ Although the title is a bit scary, it is really not cruel, do you think so?】