Chapter 33 Elf Injured

Since ancient times, the imperial family has no free feelings. Compared with ordinary families, they are born in nobles, and sometimes it is also a kind of misfortune.

I don't know love, I don't know love. Even if I am lucky enough to meet my true love, I don't know how to retain and cherish love.

That's the sadness of the family in a yellow robe surrounded by gold and jade.

If you don't have a chance to see the sweet emotions in your dreams in your life, that's fine. I'm afraid that once you are contaminated, you will be unable to extricate yourself.

Xiao Xiao, who is rushing in the wind, only hopes that she has never known this. She is still her, the calm and self-restrained, the shrewd, the one who can't hurt her.

But...

It has been different for a long time. Even if she deceives herself, Xiao Xiao still clearly knows in her heart that she, this child who thinks she is very smart, has long been a bead in the palm of his hand. No matter how slippery she is, she still can't run out.

The panicked footsteps slowly stopped under the tree and sat weakly on the ground. She buried her head deeply in her arms, which was where she could feel warm now.

In the darkness, the person who never moved seemed to be completely unaware of the sky.

In the cold Qianhe Hall, there was another person who also stayed in the dark.

In a mess, the tall man lay quietly on the ground, as if he had no strength to do anything.

Outside the door of the hall, there are large and small concubines, maids of honor, and eunuchs. I don't know what kind of fire the master is, but as long as the dragon's face is unhappy, it's a big deal.

He knelt down tremblingly, and everyone didn't even dare to come out of the air, but they were afraid to startle the person lying far away.

That is the soul of the whole dynasty. His every move is the key, even his frown is enough to shake everyone's hearts.

Lying on the cool ground, Nangong Yi could hardly think about it. She's gone...

She's gone...

The low smile vibrated in the throat. It was a desperate smile. All the people on their knees were shocked by the sad smile, and their trembling hearts hung higher.

Nangong Yi didn't want to do anything, just wait for something, just stay like that, as if that's the meaning of his survival.

On the battlefield of nine deaths, he only bleeds without tears. He ran around for seven days and seven nights. He did not feel any fatigue, just because the person who touched his heart was in front of him.

What is the purpose of running straight back from the battlefield without any complicated procedures? In order to see the new elf as soon as possible.

That's him, all the motivation.

Every day, he is restless on the battlefield.

That day, after leaving the palace in a hurry, Nangong Yi regretted it almost immediately. It was their wedding night, which should have been sweet and unforgettable.

Even if she has all kinds of concealment, he still can't give up the pity in his heart. Even if she has anything to do with Xingluo, at least, now, she is his queen, which is enough.

But the war is coming. As an emperor, he has his responsibilities and mission, so he still chose to move forward.

But he was still worried that the confused little guy would panic because he couldn't find him, so he specially sent someone back to inform him.

The eunuch who reported the news was not accidental. It was specially arranged by him.

Even on the battlefield, he wields his sword to kill the enemy. In the gap, what he thinks is still the bright smiling face.

But I never thought about it. When I came back, I heard such hurtful words.

Home... Is it?

It turned out that she never took him seriously. She never trusted him and never wanted to stay for him.

So what is he?

"Your Majesty, the Queen is gone..." Carefully, a little eunuch informed, which was a decision after a long hesitation. The emperor was in a bad mood and could not be bothered by everything.

Under the bushes, it was still the original posture, and Xiao Xiao seemed to be asleep.

Next to it, it was still the faithful figure who carefully guarded it. He gently grabbed her shoulder and patted her gently, which seemed to be a comfort.

The magnetic voice tells jokes that are actually not very funny, even if no one listens at all.

In the dark, a pair of big shoes appeared.

"Why are you hiding here?" In the middle of the night, Zhongnan couldn't see Gong Yi's expression clearly.

There was no head up and no response.

"Go back!" Order.

Reach out and snatched the little body from the man who had been staring at him, and he found that she was really asleep.

Smile bitterly, it turns out that I really don't have much weight.

In the palace, there were lights everywhere, and everyone was relieved to see the memory of the Nangong that appeared with Xiao Xiao in their arms.

Nangong Yi sighed. Everyone knew that if she had a problem, he would not give up. She was not very important to him. She is the only one who has always been distrustful.

Sitting by the bed and looking at her sleepy face, he kissed her gently. That was the moment when he really relaxed. Really, her disappearance still scared him.

Rub your eyes with your little hands, huh? Why are you here? Isn't it outside? Look around doubtfully.

"Wake up?"

Don't talk.

"Why don't you talk?"

Finally realized who was talking to her, Xiao Xiao's hand quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes. "Yi, are you still angry? I took other people's things casually, so are you angry?

She was eager to explain, "Yi, I really don't know what the black jade or some black fish bracelet means, Yi..." Finally, almost with a little plea.

This was the first time she was so eager to make others believe something. She panicked and didn't know what to do, and her eyes were quietly wet again.

"I didn't do it in the palace for any power. I just want to help you. I want to help you clean up your internal affairs. Remember, you have to believe me!" Seeing his silence, Xiao Xiao's heart hurt even more.

Nangong Yi took a deep look at her and pulled back the corner of her clothes, "Have a good rest."

Leave a sentence and go.

"Memory!" With a little crying and a fragile voice, he couldn't let the footsteps of leaving stop.

Xiao Xiao chased after him, but stopped at the door.

A group of people in black quietly appeared around the Kunxiang Hall.

In the moonlight, the cold light flashed, and Xiao Xiao didn't have time to shout. A cold sword went deep into his chest.

The gorgeous blood splashed in the air, like roses blooming in the dark night, spreading in the heavy black with the fallen people.

ci~

The sword was pulled out of the thin body, and in an instant, the rose petal-like red **, dancing wildly.

Long hair spread around the drooping head. At the last moment of falling, Xiao Xiao took a step back with her right foot, abruptly blocking the tendency to lean back.

Puff!

A mouthful of bright red blood spewed out of her mouth.

She knelt on one knee, supported her hands on the ground, regardless of the dripping blood at the corners of her mouth. Only in this way could she concentrate her almost lax attention and not fall down.

Nangong's memory, which suddenly turned back, was within sight, and this was the picture that broke his heart.

The blood flowed from her body to the ground, and the gorgeous red quickly expanded and then expanded.

His pupils suddenly contracted, getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into fear.

That's a picture he never wants to see again.