Chapter 75 Farewell

Pingchuan was suddenly cut out a cliff across it. Looking from afar, it was very eye-catching and discordant in this empty field.

The light rain has gradually stopped recently. Although the sky is still a little hazy, it is better than endlessly sad every day.

The ground is a little muddy. After a long journey, the corners of Su Siman's skirt have been stained with some mud. Walking down from the top of the mountain, there is a flat river below, which is very open.

Su Siman and Zhong Ye are away from the place between the two mountains leading to Pingchuan. It is a natural wind outlet, hunting in the long wind and whimpering.

"This is really a good place." Su Siman closed his eyes contentedly, opened his arms, and let the wind blow the hair of his shirt. The wind seemed to have a faint moisture, which was unprovoked and comfortable. She smelled the smell of freedom.

"Let's change places." Zhong Ye looked at her uneasily and glanced at the cliff a few feet away on the flat ground.

"It's good right here." Su Siman still raised his head and greedily breathed the air that was different from other places.

"You said that as long as you look at him from afar, if he is here, he will definitely see you." Zhong Yeli clenched his fist and let go.

Su Siman looked sideways at him, his eyes were a little innocent and curious, and asked, "Why are you so afraid that I will see him?"

"Because..." He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Can he tell her that he is afraid that she will be soft-hearted and return to the palace after seeing him? If so, won't they have all abandoned their previous efforts?

Sometimes, it's better for people to have no conscience, so that they won't do anything stupid. If His Highness knows what he has done now, he will definitely be reprimanded... Maybe it's not just reprimand, he will definitely be severely punished.

"I already have an idea in my mind. Even if we meet, we will not see each other again, so it's okay to see each other again." Su Siman looked at Zhong Yeli and smiled. The white chrysanthemum on her temples set off her face more and more white and cute, and her skin seemed to be blown and broken, and a pair of big eyes were black and white, which was particularly bright.

Qiu Feng blew one of her little faces red. Zhong Yeli looked at her, stunned and sighed in a low voice.

In the distance, the horse's hoofs roared, and the military flags were faintly seen from afar.

Su Siman took a deep breath and stared in the direction of the sound.

Zhong Yeli wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a burst of fatigue on his body and weak legs and feet. She was shocked and her face turned white. She frowned and pulled her sleeve and asked, "What have you done to me?"

"I put something in the cup of thank-you tea poured for you before you came. Don't worry, it's not poison." Su Siman looked at him gently, with gentle eyes and a gentle tone.

I think Zhong Yeli also has no precautions against her, which makes her get it easily.

"You...you..." He looked at her in consterred and slowly fell down.

I'm afraid all this painstaking efforts will be in vain... This regretful idea floated in Zhong Yeli's mind, and he finally fell on the ground full of withered yellow weeds and was unconscious.

Su Siman squatted down and took care of his hair blown by the wind. He thought sadly that when you wake up, all the grudges will disappear. Don't feel that you owe me anymore. You should feel that you don't owe me, not you.

She was afraid that he would catch a cold in the wind, so she moved his body to the back.

When she came back, the army was already close in front of her. She stood in the wind and looked at the vast and in sightless team, with a sneer at the corners of her mouth. If we really send troops to help the State of Chu suppress the rebellion, is it possible to use so many troops?

She looked at it very much. Among thousands of people, she saw Liang Shaojun wearing Yinkai riding a tall horse with pure white hair. His temperament was so outstanding that she could also recognize him at a glance among thousands of troops.

She saw a soldier kneeling in front of him, as if reporting something, and then Liang Shaojun picked up the reins, picked up the horse's abdomen, and galloped forward. He was followed by 20 or 30 military generals.

The autumn wind blew her scattered hair, and the ears of the butterfly hairpin sounded in the wind, crisp as wind bells. She stood in purple, her clothes fluttering, and her world was independent.

Through the cold hunting autumn wind, she watched him ride her horse and stood quietly. Somehow, she felt that this scene was familiar and very familiar.

"Xing'er!" He rolled off his horse more than ten meters away from her, and walked towards her with agility.

"Where are you going? Hunting?" She looked at the thousands of troops behind him and asked with a smile.

Liang Shaojun's pale face turned a little white again. He came forward and held her hand and his lips trembled: "Why are you here?"

"I'll wait for you here." She smiled like a bauhinia under the sun.

"It's so cold, why don't you wear more clothes?"

"I'm not cold, but it's you, your hands are so cold."

He looked at her in surprise. Although her hair was blown away, he still recognized the bun and her skirt. When he saw the white chrysanthemum on her temples, he seemed to be stabbed by something.

"I heard that my royal brother's coffin was also brought by you. Can I have a look? At least, let me say goodbye to him.

"I'm afraid not. The coffin has been nailed. You can't see him. After saying this, Liang Shaojun added, "The team escorting the coffin is behind and is not with me."

"So it is." Su Siman smiled and pulled his hand out of his hand. "I saw you today. In fact, there is one thing I want to ask you."

"You said."

"Have you ever liked me?" She looked up at him with a pair of beautiful big eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, bending a beautiful arc.

Liang Shaojun frowned and didn't expect that she would ask this question. For a long time, he looked cold and said lightly, "I don't like it, and I don't like it."

She thought he would say "I don't like it", but she didn't expect that he only understated these words: she didn't like it or like it. His heart must be made of stone, she thought.

After stopping for a long time, Su Siman smiled sarcastically: "You knew early that I was not a fool, didn't you?"

He didn't say a word and looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Actually, you have known for a long time, but you have been silent, and I have been deceived by your skillful deception, and I thought you didn't know. Saying that I pretend to be crazy and stupid is actually a fine work of the State of Chu, in order to collude with the Turks to be detrimental to the State of Liang. Don't you think such a charge is too ridiculous? You have designed a conspiracy for a long time, but you have to charge me. Have you ever regretted doing this to me?

"Xing'er..." He looked pale and muttered. There seemed to be a thousand words in his chest, but in the end he only called out the name.

"You killed my royal brother with your own hands, and I saw it. Today, you personally led the troops to destroy the State of Chu. I can't stand it and can't stop you. However, I want to tell you that everything in this world is pay back. If you do this to me, you will be punished for my country. My blood made medicine for you and saved your life. You also stabbed for me in Wanfu Temple that day. We don't owe each other. But it's your fault that you plan me like this. Today, let's end all the grudges. As Su Siman retreated, he slowly reached out to remove the butterfly hairpin inserted in his bun and held it in his hand.

"What are you going to do?" Liang Shaojun was shocked and followed closely.

A group of generals who followed saw something in Su Siman's hand and thought she was going to assassinate the prince and wanted to rush forward.

"You all retreat!" Su Siman screamed, and his sharp hairpin foot against his neck.

The generals looked at each other and looked at Su Siman and the prince. They dared not act rashly for a moment. Seeing Liang Shaojun waved to them, they had to hesitate to stop.

"Xing'er, don't move!" Liang Shaojun's voice trembled gently and looked nervously at Su Siman, who had been retreating and getting closer and closer to the cliff. Her hairpin's feet cut the white and delicate skin of her neck and made a red mark.

Su Siman looked at his nervous face and suddenly felt funny. Will he also be nervous? When he was planning, he should have thought that there would be such a day.

"In my life, I met you. I thought I met the true son of my fate, and finally I knew that it was just my wishful thinking. Your hand is stained with the blood of my brother, and it is about to be stained with the blood of the people of the State of Chu. I can't stop you. If I want to kill you for revenge, I can't do it. Now the only thing that is still in my own hands is my own life. However, I heard that if I die, you won't live long. This is what I can't afford to treat you, but you also have a place where you can't afford to treat me. Su Siman looked sideways at the cliff near him and saw the white fog, which was unfathomable. "The cliff is really a good name. With a gentle leap, the troubles in the world will be gone. This is originally your enmity and entanglement, which has nothing to do with me. I have messed up my fate and deserved punishment. I was originally a passer-by who went the wrong way, but now it's time to go back to where I should go.

If you die, you will be free.

She closed her eyes, and a tear slowly flowed out of her eyes. The hairpin in her hand loosened and fell to the ground with a bang.

With a leap, countless clouds rushed to her face. The fresh air wrapped her like clouds, and her body became so light that it seemed to fly. When the fall was in a hurry, she suddenly felt that her waist was hooked by something.

"Xing'er, don't die!"

In the whirting wind, she heard this sentence in a trance, but it was not true. She opened her eyes and saw Liang Shaojun's enlarged handsome face. When she looked down, it was a hemp rope, and the other end was held in Liang Shaojun's hand. I really don't know how he put this rope on her? Curious methods.

Su Siman smiled at him and took out a dagger from his waist. It was the dagger that pierced a hole in Liang Shaojun's chest when the assassin assassin assassinated that day. When she pulled the dagger out of him that day, she kept it with her.

"No!!!" He roared almost, with a crumbling look on his face, with blue veins on his forehead, a layer of water mist in his eyes, and his usual indifference was gone.

"It's really good that we don't owe each other this time." She smiled.

With a click, the knife fell, and the rope was cut off.

The wind was blowing in her ears, and countless white clouds greeted her. The scene of the past flew around in front of him. When the poison broke out, he held her tightly all the way and sent her back to the Chuxiang Pavilion. In Wanfu Temple, he did not hesitate to block the sword for her. The hairpin and clothes he gave her, and he lowered his eyebrows and carefully braided her hair... Did he really like her a little bit... Ha ha...

She heard Liang Shaojun's out-of-control shouting, Li Yuan's stopping sound, and Liang Shaojun's last desperate and powerless cry.

The clouds are everywhere, as if they were in a fairyland.

The feeling of flying is so good...