Princesses are always forced to blacken

Chapter 395 Goodbye Emperor Brother ([-])

"Jiyue, don't go, tell me."

The urgency in his ear, even the Emperor Yu who had never spoken harshly even in front of his most beloved emperor, at this moment, when he heard Yunji coming, he lost his composure and lost the emperor's heart that he should never have lost.

The footsteps of Yunji and Yun Mujing stopped because of this.

Yun Mujing turned his head and glanced at the closed heavy stone door, a flash of color flashed in his charming eyes, after all, it was his father who had doted on him for so many years, and he actually felt in his heart that although his father's love for him was calculated , but he also has sincerity, but he killed his mother and concubine, which is hard to forgive.

As for Yunji, his eyes under the veil suddenly closed, and it seemed that another consciousness wanted to compete with him for the initiative of this body, and it was the bloodthirsty and murderous him, only because of Rong Xiao's appearance , the bloodthirsty one was actually suppressed, and it was difficult for him to appear as easily as before.

In the end, although the murderous Han Mochen did not appear, Yunji's aura was still slightly rough, and his footsteps were also unstable because of this, and he staggered.

Yun Mujing noticed it and quickly supported Yunji.

A voice of concern:
"elder brother…"

"No problem..."

Shaking his head lightly, exhaling slightly, Yunji turned his head and looked at Shimen just now, his dim eyesight became clear again, never before when Han Mochen appeared, nor when he saw the person in his heart. Eye color, this belongs to Rong Xiao's eyes, the real him.

"My mother, the last words she told me, kill all those bloodthirsty demons, including..."

The word 'Yunlang' was never spoken, and he coughed and panted, and walked away from the mausoleum.

Yun Mujing hurriedly chased after him.

Already gone far, but the sound of hehe came from my ear:

"It turns out that the chessboard that was set up from the very beginning was actually a chess game that had already been doomed to end. It turns out that all these years of competing for the throne are just a spectacle..."

Heh... heh heh...

In fact, the laughter was not loud, but because there was an echo in this mountain mausoleum, it felt loud.

Until that Yuehua figure walked out of the mausoleum, until the cold night wind outside the imperial mausoleum swept his Yuehua cloak, blowing his face, his slightly pale face trembled, his skin trembled because of this cold winter night, The laughter that echoed in my ears disappeared.

Yun Mujing, who came out after him, could not hear Emperor Yu's laughter either, whether it was resignation or reconciliation, at this moment, there is no need to wonder anymore.

"Brother, I'm self-willed again, which makes you worry. It's cold at night, and you are not well enough to blow the wind."

Help Yunji get on the carriage.

The last stone gate outside the imperial mausoleum was made of a huge boulder. After the Yuehua carriage left, it was completely closed. Yuhuang, who had never died of poison, stayed with his favorite person forever.

And beside him, only the loyal Manager Yun remained.

He was buried and died for the "death" Emperor Yu.

At night, it was already past midnight, and at midnight, all these things in the imperial mausoleum, with the fall of the huge stone gate, completely became an eternal secret, sealed up like this.

And she will not know the person who rushed to the capital of Zhusiam.

At this moment, there is only one thing in her mind, rush to the capital as quickly as possible, and never let Emperor Wei die.

The bright red figure crossed the mountain path like a gust of wind.

In the dark night, it seems that it is difficult to capture the flashing bright red color. It was not until the daytime that one or two figures could be glimpsed, passing through the states and counties along the way, buying the necessary supplies, and then continuing on the road.

In a blink of an eye, it entered the twelfth lunar month of winter, the last month of this year.

And soon, it will be another new year.

Entering December, the whistling snow is coming day after day. It is not as good as in the winter moon. After a heavy snow, there will be several days of sunny days. The weather in December changes. It's sunny today, maybe it'll be snowy tomorrow.

Snowflakes like goose feathers dyed the mountains, rivers and rivers along the road snow-white. In the whole world, there was only that bright red figure, a Siamese horse, who stepped across the mountains, rivers and snow fields, and it took only ten days. It is a small road to rush to the capital of Zhusiam, so it is inevitable to pass through the mountain village.

In the mountain village in winter, the whole village is covered with snow, there are no earthen houses and huts, only the snow-white village appearance, at a glance, Su Rao felt for the first time that the snow in winter can make the countryside so beautiful.

playful children...

In this cold winter, even if the wind and snow are so harsh, and the cheeks are burned and hurt, it can't stop those children from laughing innocently.

They made snowmen, you chased me and played snowball fights, and if you accidentally fell down, you would show your crooked little white teeth with a smile on your face, silly and cute, and continue to play, carefree.

"Brother, brother, beautiful sister, is that a beautiful sister?"

This sound suddenly rang out among the children who were playing and playing snowball fights. The little dumpling who had already squeezed a snowball in his hand and was about to throw it at his friends suddenly dropped the snowball in his hand. On the ground, those brilliant childish eyes stared brightly at Su Rao who was galloping towards him from afar.

This time, the pretty sister that brother called was Su Rao, because he remembered that Su Rao was all red, her face was flushed red from the wind and snow, except for those childish eyes, which were translucent and eye-catching.

Under Brother's yell, Kid Wang, who was making snowmen for the children not far from the entrance of the village, turned around immediately, and saw the bright red figure who had reached the intersection pulled his horse to a halt, but did not Coming towards their village, she just took a look, then kicked the horse's belly again, ready to leave.

But suddenly...

boom…

A small round snowball was thrown towards Su Rao, and it was thrown from behind Su Rao secretly. Su Rao was hit in the back without realizing it for a moment.

"Hit it, hit it."

Because Su Rao was hit, the kid who sneaked up clapped and danced happily.

One was accidentally attacked by another little friend. Immediately, the little boy bent down to grab a handful of snow balls and started playing after each other again.

Because of this moment of playing, Su Rao did not leave, and that child king, he also ran over.

Brother also ran over with his little friends.

"elder sister…"

I haven't seen him for almost half a year, and the hill has grown a lot taller. He is wearing a bright white padded jacket, wearing a warm sweater, with delicate patterns embroidered on it. At first glance, it is Le Niang's handicraft. His face is also red because of the wind and snow. A pair of eyes, just like my brother's, are also shining brightly, but compared to my brother's innocence and loveliness, Xiaoshan, he is more stable.

It was only when he first saw Su Rao that he became a little excited, and he brought out the feeling that a child had just. After all, Xiao Shan is only ten years old, and he is actually just a child.

"Such a snowy day, why is my sister here?"

At this question, the excitement on Xiao Shan's face stopped.

Looking up at Su Rao who had never dismounted, especially seeing Su Rao's on-the-go attire, the bright red fur, and the curtain shielding the wind and snow, his little brows twitched slightly.

"Beautiful sister, beautiful sister, let's play snowballs! It's fun."

Before Su Rao said anything, Brother ran over and made another small snowball in his hand, and hit the little friend beside him, showing Su Rao the first example.

It's really fun.

(End of this chapter)