Chapter 37 Who can bear it

It's night, Ling Lingqiu frost, but some people are also willing to come out in the cold at night. At the north gate of the imperial city, a cage of autumn moon is full of smoke, sprinkled with a faint sadness of parting.

A palace lamp swayed slightly and slowly moved forward in plain hands, illuminating the bluestone road ahead. Looking back, Aman seemed to have never been so gentle. The wind blew his hair, and this moment was rotten and flying to his heart's content. Either the palace lamp is confused, or the love is also there. A Man didn't say a word, but just moved his skirt step by step, leading the horse forward while holding the palace lamp to lead the way.

It's too late, but it will be lingering in my heart. Li Ren pretended to be chic and smiled lightly, but he saw that the smile was extremely bitter, as if it contained thousands of words. I also heard the sound of the saddle horse beside me, and I didn't realize that it had been sent to the end.

A Man turned around and smiled, looking at the father and daughter behind him all the way, as if they were about to leave, they couldn't help smiling reluctantly. Uncle, if you send it to this palace gate, you have to respect the etiquette in the Daliang Palace and can no longer be sent. After that, it's a long way to take care of yourself. Looking at the weak man beside him, he looked particularly sad and pale at night because he was sick for a long time. Aman was also in a trance. "Mu'er, parting is coming. Don't you say anything to your uncle?"

Su Mu didn't say anything, but Su Yan opened his voice first. Aman became the queen and really grew up. There is infinite relief in the words, but behind this relief, it is heartache that people can't bear to hear.

This kind of suffering is the reason why Man has to make himself strong overnight. She shook her head and refuted her most respected uncle's words for the first time, "It's not the crown of the queen that forced you to grow up, but hatred!" Ah Man smiled bitterly and restrained the hatred in his mouth. "How spectacular and sad the night of Daliang Palace is. It really makes people love, fear and hate!"

Su Yan is very clear. All the way from Western Xinjiang, he has expected that Daliang and his party will definitely change the life of their brothers and sisters. However, he never expected that Da Liang and his party would change their brother and sister so completely until the sky and man were separated forever and the yellow spring fell.

Both of them stopped at the right time before this point of sadness, and neither of them said a word.

Su Yan looked at his daughter worriedly. How could he not know that Su Mu was suffering in his heart? However, it was really inconvenient for him to say what he was involved, and Liang Ji's plan was just his regret. Why don't you leave with your father? It's better than the blood and shadow knife light in the court.

A Man saw Su Yan turn the topic to Su Mu, nodded slightly to Su Yan, took the horse and continued to move forward, and the soldier guarding the city did not know what to order, so he gave the space to the father and daughter.

Su Mu was depressed and saw him off all the way, even if there was only one word of care. But at this moment, when he heard such a dialogue between Su Yan and A Man, he felt resentful for a moment. Now he clenched his silver teeth and said, "Today, he is the best. He can force his father away from the capital and beat his aunt into the cold palace. The shadow of the knife was originally a palace, but Mu'er is unwilling..."

"Mu'er, can a Liang Ji teach you to spend your whole life?" Su Yan still said this after all. In those years, you were thinking about Liang Ji. When you were young, you didn't care about it, but now..." Su Yan suddenly didn't know how to continue talking.

Do you want to say that the dead person is not Liang Ji, the real Liang Ji is the one who is dying of illness, or tell her that he, the father, personally assassinated the groom on the night of his daughter's wedding? ...Although all this was done by Zhen Mingto with him, in selfish terms, he did not want his daughter to have anything to do with Zhen Ming's son, even if it was just a trace of thought.

There is no need to involve his Muer in the entanglement of the previous generation.

After rationalizing his emotions, Su Yan calmed down a lot and still comforted him bitterly, "Muer, you have done this dream for too long. You have the right to think Liang Ji died that night. Don't care about anything, okay? Gao Yu, who is also a person who doesn't live long, why do you suffer so much and torture yourself so much?

"Dad, Mu'er, how can you torture yourself like this!" Mu'er choked and asked back. Her tears were like pearls, and she couldn't stop growing, and her sad face was even more pale. "Does he think he can die so easily? I must, before he dies, taste something more painful than death..."

Su Yan frowned and didn't want his daughter to be so resolute and couldn't bear to rebel. "I won't stop you for my father, but don't forget that outside the yellow sand, your mother's teaching, you are the son and daughter of Shu, and it is your true nature to be indomitable!"

Su Mu nodded and felt that his father could forgive him so much, "Mu'er wrote it down."

Looking at the moonlight in the sky, it was time to leave. Besides, he promised Liang Ji that he had nothing important to do before leaving. At the invitation of Aman, Su Yan looked at Aman deeply. There were some words that should not be said in front of Su Mu, but could only be said vaguely. Man'er, what can your queen's position help you in the palace in the future? There are some things that you can rest assured to use, but to keep you and Mu'er safe, do you know?

A Man nod his head, "Uncle, don't worry, A Man knows this!" Waiting for the moon in the wind, urging people to leave.

Su Yan is worthy of his happiness in the world for many years, and he is not the person involved. He only said goodbye to Su Mu Aman, then turned around and galloped across the high tower. The soldiers guarding the city were unstoppable under the point of the queen Aman. The green shirt was elegant and a touch of noise, which made the parting person's eyes two lines of tears.

Gently wiped away, and the two equally sad women smiled comforting each other, "I'll do it!" Su Mu reached out to pick up the palace lamp in Aman's hand and seemed to be relieved a lot. It's okay to send my father away. In the future, you and I will have to rest our destiny in this Liang Palace.

A Man nodded and did not let Su Mu give up the palace lamp in his hand, but retreated in the palm of his hand and tied with Su Mu. The two held a palace lamp together, counted small steps, and walked towards the way back.

Or hurt the heart of parting, both of them are extremely silent. But I also feel that although this palace is cold, it is also a different scenery in such a clear autumn.

In the same late autumn night, the emperor and the sun. Hongchen rode a green shirt, and the galloping iron hoof never stopped. In the obscure moonlight, on the vast road, but only a roar of the horse is heard. I don't know when the iron hoof will turn. Against the moonlight, the ancient road is reckless, and the horse's hooves are raised high and hiss in the sky.

Such a recalcited person is frivolous! The horse's abdomen was kicked several times, and his hooves flew. Immediately, Su Yan looked awe-inspiring. The sky was full of green shirts, adding a lot of solemnity and exuding an unprecedented murderous atmosphere. Looking into his arms, he took out a towel and covered half of his face. He did not hide the murderous intention in his eyes at all. With a heavy shout, he shocked his iron hoof and turned back to Bianjing Road facing the moonlight.

Originally, the night was also messy under the ravages of iron hooves.

But Su Yan, who was covered with a towel, pulled out a long knife from the back of the horse and was cold in the night. Enter without permission and stop in front of the strongest prison in the eyes of the world, and do not shy away, **.

For a while in the cell**, the prisoners may have fear to escape, or those who have a future...

The sword shadow was fixed at the moment when the last jailer fell. The man's eyes were like a torch, gently lifting a long knife, depicting it on the pile of the cell, making a chaotic sound.

Stepping to the middle, the masked guest stopped at the door of a cell. Cold eyes looked at the abused blood stains, without any pity, like a poisonous snake, the cold breath squandered the whole cell.

"Li Xuan?" A cold question also checked the identity of the man.

But I saw the sound of "Li Xuan" call out. The man who was casually abandoned in the cell after the flood raised his head with difficulty. His dry lips were mottled with blood stains. His godless eyes had long been without early heroism. Before Li Xuan could speak, he saw a smile in the eyes of the masked guest.

Without saying anything, there was only a sound of ups and downs of a knife in the dark cell, and there was a sound of separation of flesh and blood, and a bright red spray.

In an hour, there was a roar in the cell and panicked.

The masked guest took the head in his hand and flowed bright red, but it was so red under the darkness of the cell and lost its luster.

The man is dead, and the masked guest has no reason to stop. He returns and runs out of the heavenly prison where there is no resistance and gallops away.

A ride of the dust and ran all the way with Yin Yin Xianhong. When I arrived at the man's rare place, I saw that the blood on the head had already dried up. There was no trace of it all the way. It could be seen that he was so fast that the knife was not stained with blood. After a burst of spray, he was no longer alive.

There was a whistle in the empty night, and a man slowly came from the hidden grass, and the man was leading a horse.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Zaiyun's face seemed to be impatient.

Su Yan pulled off the scarf on his face and ignored the words. He just threw the newly cut head in his hand and threw it at Zaiyun. Tell him what your master wants and remember what he said!"

"Hmm!" He hummed contemptuously and responded. Zaiyun just stretched out his scabbard and caught the head. Without your instructions, my son will fulfill his promise.

After saying that, the sharp horse that turned over was Su Yan. There was anger in his in his awe-inspiring eyes, but it did not burst out. He just kicked the horse's belly again, and the two of them had no intersection again.