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Nan Feng lowered his head, only to realize that he was already in a state of half-out of his soul. She fixed her eyes and Mu Yang sat beside her in silence, holding her hand tightly.

Nan Feng stretched out her hand, trying to touch her, but she found that her hand had passed through Mu Yang's skin.

She was startled, and the tears in her eyes suddenly fell. But now she has no entity, she can't touch it, and can't say goodbye to Mu Yang in person. For her, everything at present is nothing more than spectacles. She can't really see it, nor can she touch it.

Everything came to an end with Nan Feng's departure.

Nan Feng lowered his head and asked System 666 in a whisper, "Can I go to her dream now?"

System 666 replied solemnly: [No, host, you can't simply enter her dream. Only when she dies, you can weave a dream for her. 】

A dream with you, let her leave the world with peace of mind.

Otherwise, Mu Yang would indulge in it.

After Nan Feng died, according to her wishes, Mu Yang lived well and returned to the North Desert. After enthroning, the Nine Kings invited her back to the capital many times, but she refused.

"General, isn't it good for us to keep rejecting the emperor like this?" Zuo Chi came up and asked cautiously.

Mu Yang glanced at him, and said in a bad mood: "Why, don't you get along with that genius doctor not happy enough?"

Zuo Chi shrank his neck, but still said, "General, you think twice! What if someone impeaches us for rebellion?"

Mu Yang sneered, without speaking.

"Rebellion?" Sitting in the imperial study room, the new emperor smiled softly at the minister who was kneeling on the ground, and asked, "Han Aiqing, why do you think that General Mu Yang will rebel?"

"Your Majesty!" The minister knelt straight: "Weichen believes that she refused to call her several times, and found various reasons for not returning to Beijing. Those border people only know that General Mu Yang does not know you, the emperor. Weichen thought that this was an intent to rebel!"

"Did you let me kill Mu Yang?" The nine kings squinted his eyes and looked at him. After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed, with a bit of sarcasm in his smile: "The Mu family is general from generation to generation, loyal from generation to generation, you Let me kill Mu Yang, then who will fight for me to kill the enemy? Who will lead the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in North Desert?"

The minister shuddered and dared not speak any more.

The corner of the emperor’s lips twitched slightly and said coldly: "You should put more of your mind on how to manage your own affairs! I don't need to talk more about my affairs!"

"Also, General Mu is gracious to me. She is willing to do whatever she wants." His eyes sharply sharpened: "If I hear about anyone impeaching General Ador and telling me how she is, then you will give it to me. Go to the border to kill the enemy!"

After all, he waved his sleeves and stepped away.

He walked to the door of the secret room and pulled out a book from the bookshelf. After a while, the door of the secret room slowly opened. The emperor's footsteps stopped, and he stepped forward.

Ren Heng was imprisoned in the deepest part of the secret room, where there was no light all year round, not even candlelight. In the darkness, Ren Heng's eyes had become dull and dull.

The new emperor walked in front of Ren Heng, kicked him with his boots, and whispered: "Ren Heng."

Ren Heng raised his eyes in a daze and looked at him.

How... high-spirited, I used to-didn't it?

Ren Heng looked at him in bright yellow and thought blankly. But he had been locked up in this dark secret room for too long, and he had no idea what year it was today. It's just daily mechanical eating and excretion, and then numb dreams.

The new emperor lighted a candle, and he held the candle and walked to Ren Heng, leaning a little closer, wanting to see what he looks like now. But as soon as Ren Heng saw the beam of light, he retreated in horror until his back touched the cold wall, and he could not retreat.

The new emperor frowned slightly. He looked at Ren Heng. This young emperor, who was originally beautiful and beautiful, was now numb to the point of losing his mind. even-

Some are like mice in the gutter.

There was a burst of pleasure in his heart—

Take a look, this is your fate, this is your fate!

How are you proud and conceited? How about that position you have sat in? Now, you have only one identity, that is, my prisoner!

"I came here to tell you, the Queen Mother, she's gone." He reached Ren Heng's ear and said softly.

Ren Heng looked at him suspiciously, and for a long time, he did not recover. The Nine Kings sighed slightly-it seemed that he was already delirious.

He stepped forward to leave. Before pushing the door open, he suddenly heard Ren Heng's hoarse voice—

"Queen Dowager Nan? Isn't she... already... dead?"

The young man's voice was hoarse and jerky that he hadn't communicated with for a long time. The new emperor looked back at him and only said: "She was just leaving the palace with Mu Yang at that time."

"She lied to me!" Ren Heng's voice became sharp, but for a moment, he blamed Nan Feng for his suffering over the years. In his opinion, if Nan Feng hadn't escaped, he would be far away. It's impossible to end up like this.

"Are you worthy?" The new emperor sneered. As if he had just remembered, he said: "By the way, your concubine, the one called Huawen, she is really not a person in this world. Sun watched her disappear into a vision."

The new emperor’s smile gradually expanded, and he smiled and asked: "Do you know? Did you see anything?" There was a hint of success in his smile: "They are all here to help you, but what? Yours? Suspicion, your suspicion, pushed them to me alive."

"Ren Heng, you have to understand that no one has ever defeated you, but you have lost to yourself."

"In that case, this dragon chair, this country, I laughed at it."

He laughed a few times and left the secret room.

In the secret room, only the dumbfounded Ren Heng knelt and sat on the spot.

The new emperor is not worried that Mu Yang will rebel, because he knows that Mu Yang has the ambition to die. A person who is determined to die has no ambitions. Mu Yang is living for Nan Feng now, but if there is a chance, a chance to die simply and neatly, she will not let it go.

He didn't guess wrong. Three months later, news of Mu Yang's death came from the border.

Seeing the memorial, he was silent for a while, then walked to the window and touched the falcon standing at the window.

All gone, all gone.

You all left.

I am the only one left in this world.

After returning to her own world, the first thing Huawen did was to read history books. After seeing those familiar fragments in the history books, her tears drenched.

"Ren Jue's own book: There is a strange woman, go through it, and see the future..."

I existed.

I used to really exist.

In a desert, several Populus trees stand diagonally. Mu Yang clutched the wound on his abdomen, squinted his eyes and looked at the setting sun in the distance.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, she saw it vividly and remembered it vividly.

She remembered that the evening when Nan Feng left her, the sky was the same with the remnant clouds. Piece by piece, rising from a distance as if on fire. With the sun as the center, half of the sky burned red.

Mu Yang gasped laboriously, trying to sit up straight, but a big opening was cut in his abdomen, and blood gurgled out. She couldn't sit up after spending a long time.

"Nanfeng..."

She looked at the sunset in the distance and whispered: "I'm looking for you..."

"Are you still waiting for me?"

"Fenger..."

The remaining tree, the setting sun, is red.

Mu Yang closed his eyes, holding a faintly white red sword ear tightly in his hand.

[Host, Mu Yang is dead and can start. 】

[Please note that the current dream is valid for a short period of time, please grasp the time for the host. 】

The body is very light and light, as if to float.

Suddenly, a strong force pulled her down, pulling her down. Mu Yang struggled, and after the trance, she saw herself standing in front of the mansion in the capital, with a little Nan Feng standing in front of her.

Little Nan Feng blushed and stuffed the sword spike to herself. She was already shy, but she still said stiffly: "I—I do it casually. If you happen to be practicing sword, I will give it to you."

"I didn't mean to give it to you, it's just a matter of convenience!"

After that, Xiao Nanfeng turned around and ran.

Mu Yang was startled, she lowered her head, looking at the brand new red sword spike in her palm, her eyes were red.

South Maple... South Maple...

She sniffed, the screen turned around, and she came to the red hall.

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Nanfeng: Come on!

Mu Yang: Get married~

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