Li Palace's elegance shocked the world: the goddess is blessed

Chapter 325 The Real Gift 1
Nangong Xiaoran's sudden appearance caught Empress Dowager An by surprise!

"do not want!"

With her pupils wide open, she let out a scream and tried to change the direction of the sword in her hand with all her strength.

However, her speed was too fast, and she was too close to Yuan Xiuyue. It was impossible to save the sword in her hand!
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

don't want……

Seeing that the sword blade was about to pierce Nangong Xiaoran's body, Empress Dowager An's face turned pale, and she kept screaming in her heart.

"Chong-"

At the critical moment, Yuan Xiuyue, who was blocked by Nangong Xiaoran, narrowed her eyes, raised her hand and threw the soft sword in her hand on the sword in Queen Mother An's hand, and instantly put the sword that almost pierced into Nangong Xiaoran's body at ease The Empress Dowager was struck flying.

After the whoosh sound, there was a dull sound. The shining sword sank into the carpet in an instant, and the shiny sword body trembled non-stop due to the huge impact.

"However..."

Her hands trembled uncontrollably. Empress Dowager An looked at Nangong Xiaoran with a pale and pretty face, unable to regain her senses for a while.

Just now... just a little bit...

She was only a little short of killing her own son!

"Nangong Xiaoran!"

The hand holding the soft sword trembled slightly, Yuan Xiuyue raised her eyes to look at Nangong Xiaoran, her eyes were already too cold to be colder: "You are really crazy!"

"Die for you, I am willing!"

Nangong Xiao Ran's eyes lightened slightly, and his smile was touching.

"you……"

Facing Nangong Xiao Ran's gorgeous smile, Yuan Xiuyue's thoughts were confused for a while.

Suddenly, regarding Nangong Xiaoran's actions, something seemed to flash in her mind, but just when she was trying to figure out what he wanted to do, she saw Yuan Chenghai rushing to the side of Empress Dowager An .

"An'er, come with me!"

Before everyone could react, Yuan Chenghai stepped forward quickly, and suddenly grabbed the hand of Empress Dowager An, making a gesture to wait for her to rush out of the big tent.

But, in the big tent at this moment, Nangong Haoling and Zhong Wende are also there, how could they allow him to escape easily? !
Seeing that Yuan Chenghai wanted to take Empress Dowager An away, Zhong Wende's eyes turned cold, and he quickly stepped forward, trying to block the way of Yuan Chenghai and Empress Dowager An.

At the same time, Nangong Xiao Ran frowned.

Reaching out quickly, he pulled out the precious sword that had been buried in the carpet, and with a lift of his wrist, he stabbed the icy edge of the sword directly at Nangong Haoling who was not far behind Yuan Xiuyue!
Looking at the sword passing through her eyes, and piercing straight towards Nangong Haoling's sword, Yuan Xiuyue could clearly distinguish her shocked and panic-stricken pupils from the shining sword body!

The heart, at this moment, forgets the pain and anxiety, replaced by deep fear and suffocation.

Tan mouth was slightly open, she wanted to stop Nangong Xiaoran, but she was so nervous that she didn't know how to make her own voice.

While raising her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Nangong Haoling's deep and deep eyes, but did not see him dodge. Yuan Xiuyue's heart trembled, and she immediately clenched her teeth, exerting all her strength, and suddenly raised her soft sword.

"Chong-"

The soft sword intersected with the precious sword, bursts of sparks burst out, and piercing sword sounds, Yuan Xiuyue successfully deflected the sword in Nangong Xiaoran's hand, and stood aside to block Nangong Haoling.

Taking a deep look at Yuan Xiuyue, Nangong Xiaoran smiled at her.

Before everyone could react, his eyes were so cold that it made everyone who saw him tremble: "If he doesn't die, you and this country cannot belong to me, Yue'er...you can't stop me!" Suddenly, his wrist turned to the right at an extremely fast speed. After dodging Yuan Xiuyue's soft sword, he raised the sword in his hand again, as if to stab Nangong Haoling mercilessly.

"Don't force me!"

After shouting angrily, Yuan Xiuyue's heart was hardened, she raised her sword suddenly, she gritted her teeth and pierced Nangong Xiaoran's lower left abdomen.

Puff!
The sound of the sword piercing into the flesh sounded, although the sound was very subtle, it made everyone in the Chinese army's tent startled, and froze in place for an instant.

In just a moment, I heard Empress Dowager An's heart-piercing cry: "But——"

Blood, bright red and glaring.

Drop by drop, following the soft sword in Yuan Xiuyue's hand, it slowly dripped to the ground, forming those sad blood flowers!
"why?"

He could have avoided it just now!
Dazed, staring at Nangong Xiaoran in front of him, looking at the sword he had never used at all, Yuan Xiuyue felt a pain in his heart, and tears rushed out of his eyes instantly: "Why don't you hide...why?"

"Yue'er...I can't hide...I can't hide..."

Facing Yuan Xiuyue's questioning, Nangong Xiaoran twitched the corner of his lips with some difficulty.Slightly drooping his eyes, he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the soft sword embedded in his lower abdomen. His eyes lightened slightly, and he gradually bent his knees, and then knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Tears blurred his eyes.

On the contrary, it made my feelings clearer.

He couldn't dodge, he couldn't dodge, he never thought of dodging from the beginning!

Not only that, the reason why he attacked Nangong Haoling just now was because he wanted her to attack him!

"Sir... you are so stupid!"

Once again, changing the title of Nangong Xiao Ran back to Mr. Yuan Xiuyue's lips trembling, her tearful eyes staring deeply at him with a painful face.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword loosened, tightened and loosened again.

She wanted to pull the soft sword away from him, but she was afraid that he would hurt even more!

Therefore, all she could do was let go of the soft sword, and took a step back in a daze.

However, after only taking a step back, she stepped forward again.

"Go away!"

With the fastest speed, rushing to the front of Nangong Xiaoran, Empress Dowager An suddenly pushed Yuan Xiuyue staggeringly and almost fell down!
Seeing this, Nangong Haoling frowned, and suddenly reached out to support her body.

"However-"

Her face was as pale as paper, and her voice was trembling. Empress Dowager An stared deeply at her son, looking at the soft sword embedded in her son's belly, and his blood-stained skirt, Empress Dowager An tremblingly covered her own mouth, with a look of perplexity: "But, are you in pain? How could this be?"

"Mother..."

Nangong Xiaoran stared at Empress Dowager An in front of him with a wry smile on his face, "You are so greedy for power, no matter how much I persuade you, you will not be able to change your mind... Queen Mother... even for your sake, let go!"

"However..."

Tears burst into tears instantly, and Empress Dowager An kept shaking her head vigorously, so much that the buns on her head were scattered: "The queen mother promises you, as long as you live well, the mother will not ask for any power, the mother only wants you as a son... ..."

Hearing this, Nangong Xiao Ran couldn't help but smile sadly.

Once upon a time, he persuaded his own mother more than once.

But every time, the answer she gave him was that she was not reconciled!
It's that she will never give up the chance to regain everything she deserves no matter what!

But at this time, she agreed.

She promised to let go!

For him, she really agreed to let go...

"However..."

Holding Nangong Xiaoran into her arms from behind, Empress Dowager An ignored her messy bun, like going crazy, she kept muttering: "The empress is wrong, it's all the empress' fault, the empress is wrong..."

"Mother, son is fine!"

His face was extremely pale, and Nangong Xiaoran's tone was much weaker than before.

Sitting weakly in the arms of Empress Dowager An, he slowly raised his eyes to meet Yuan Xiuyue's tears of remorse and regret, and stretched out his hand to her tremblingly: "Yue'er..."

"gentlemen……"

The suffocating pain kept spreading in her heart. Yuan Xiuyue took a step forward, held Nangong Xiaoran's hand and knelt down in front of him, staring down at the wound on his abdomen that kept bleeding out. Lips, shaking his head constantly: "I still owe you a lot, you can't die!"

"cough……"

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Nangong Xiaoran closed his eyes lightly, his thin lips were already pale at this moment, without a trace of blood: "You forgot, we still have a covenant in the next life..."

"Go to his next life!"

Trembling and clutching Nangong Xiaoran's wound, but couldn't stop the blood gushing out from there, Yuan Xiuyue's tears kept falling down like pearls with a broken string: "I only believe in this life, only you In this life, in this life..."

"Yue'er, don't cry..."

Concentrating on Yuan Xiuyue crying bitterly, Nangong Xiaoran slightly raised his hand, trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she had a lot of tears, no matter how he wiped them, there were always tears falling down.

(End of this chapter)