Embers

"Maybe I have done too many wrong things in my life, but I have also endured enough pain. If they can offset each other, I just hope that he can wait for me a little bit, at least meet at the bridge of Naihe, and let me be serious. Take a look at his appearance."

After groping to finish writing the last word, she put down the pen, picked up the wet paper and put it above the candlelight, feeling the scorching heat from her palm, Fu Yan's face showed no expression.

"Where are you going?"

The guard behind him stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Go out for a walk, I've been holding back in the house for too long."

The guard hesitated for a moment: "But, Your Majesty..."

"I don't wander around." Fu Yan said coldly, "He has been controlling me for too long, doesn't he even give me this little freedom?"

"Your Majesty is also doing it for your own good."

He paused, and there was no trace of warmth in his voice: "Even you dare to control me?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head: "This subordinate dare not."

"Step aside."

"..."

The chill emanating from his body forced the guards to step aside and watched him stride out.

It’s already December, when the door is opened, a harsh coldness hits the face, and it’s snowing heavily outside, even though the world in the eyes is still endlessly dark, you can still feel the snowflakes hitting your face touch.

He stepped into the wind and snow step by step, the sky and the earth were silent, making the sound of his feet stepping on the snow extremely clear and piercing.

Half a year has passed since Ember died.

During the past six months, Shao Huanyu was afraid that something might happen to him, so he called two guards to watch him day and night.

It was said that it was for his safety, but in fact it was just house arrest in disguise.

But unexpectedly, Fu Yan has been very calm for the past six months, except for breaking a teacup by accident when he just heard the news, there was nothing wrong with it.

At first, Shao Huanyu wondered if he had any thoughts in his heart, but after so long, he didn't make any movement, so he began to believe that maybe he had really let go, and his vigilance gradually lowered.

The guard struggled for a long time, but he followed behind him not too far or too close.The emperor had explained that the Seventh Prince could not make any mistakes, but if he stayed in the palace all day, even half a year, he would always be lonely.

Fu Yan stopped and stopped all the way until he reached the north city wall.

At this time, he was completely white, with long black hair fluttering in the wind. Standing in the wind and snow filled the sky, it made people feel unreal, as if he would disappear in the heavy snow at any time.

The guard suddenly became uneasy, so he said loudly: "Seventh Prince, there is no way over there, why don't you go back?"

Fu Yan didn't speak, but still walked forward.He was getting closer and closer to the city wall. If his eyes were good at this time, he could see the whole palace with lowered eyes.

The guard couldn't help having an ominous premonition, and was about to stride over to pull him back, but Fu Yan suddenly spoke, his voice was shattered by the howling north wind.

"Don't come over, if you take another step forward, I'll jump off!"

The guard was shocked and hurriedly said: "This subordinate can't go..."

"Call the emperor over here."

Unexpectedly, he would say such a sentence, the guard was stunned, and looked at him cautiously.

As if seeing his expression, Fu Yan sneered: "I just want to see him, if he doesn't come, I'm not willing to do anything."

The guard gritted his teeth, but turned around and called for someone to go.

Fu Yan stood on top of the ten thousand zhang city wall, his clothes fluttering, almost blending into the snow that covered the sky.

Before the blood in his body had cooled down, Shao Huanyu appeared at the top of the stairs.

Seeing Fu Yan's frail figure, he panicked instantly.

"A Yan, you are..."

Fu Yan turned his head, through the white ribbon, Shao Huanyu couldn't guess his expression at the moment, but the gloomy aura that had disappeared for a long time reappeared on his body.

"You came."

"Yes, here I am, Yan, don't be in such a dangerous place..."

Fu Yan interrupted him directly: "I have been waiting for this day for half a year."

Shao Huanyu's face changed drastically: "Could it be that your indifference before was just for me to see?"

Fu Yan didn't answer.

Shao Huanyu felt dizzy and murmured: "But his death has nothing to do with me."

"It's okay."

Shao Huanyu's eyes widened in disbelief.

There was no emotion on Fu Yan's face: "I just miss him very much."

Hearing this, Shao Huanyu's eyes turned red immediately, and his heart was shattered.

"Am I not good enough for you?"

Fu Yan didn't speak, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Is my heart not my heart? You tortured me like this after he died. Have you ever thought about how I should live after you die!"

The only answer to him was the tragic wind.

He felt almost choked up.

"... Be obedient, Ah Yan, come here. I was the one who was not good before, so you can do whatever you want in the future. I don't care about you anymore, can't you? As long as you come here——"

Seemingly sighing softly, Fu Yan said: "You are the emperor, you shouldn't speak in this tone."

Shao Huanyu froze.

Fu Yan raised his hand and untied the ribbon that was blindfolded and threw it into the wind, saying every word: "Let me go!"

Shao Huanyu's fingertips trembled slightly, and he couldn't control it any longer, he strode over.

It was too late after all.

The raised sleeves brushed against the fingertips, and everything else was in vain.

Fu Yan jumped from his eyes.

His eyes cracked.

"Ayan—!"

A loud noise exploded in his ears, and he looked down in dismay, only to see a large pool of blurred dark red.

Everything happened so fast that it was unbelievable. Before the morning court, the man was talking to him with a peaceful face, but now he fell to pieces and gave him a fatal blow.

It seemed like it was just a nightmare, but the sting of the cold wind blowing on his face was so clear.

So caught off guard.

Li Mei pushed open the window, it had been raining all night, and the damp and cold breath was still surging in the air.

"It's New Year's Eve again."

Ember walked behind him at some point, looked at the gray sky in the distance outside the window, and let out a casual "hmm".

"Jiangnan is good, but it's too cold in winter. It's not the same as the cold in the north. It seems to seep into your bones. I sewed you a thick dress. Will you try it later?"

Ember slightly lowered her eyelids and looked at him: "Okay."

Li Mei was a little puzzled: "What's wrong with you, what are you thinking?"

Ember paused: "Nothing."

It's just very inexplicable, I shook my head, and vaguely saw a white figure passing by in front of my eyes, and hit the ground heavily.

But when he looked closely, there was clearly nothing outside the window.

Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well last night.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows and didn't think about it any more.

"By the way, I received a letter from Brother Joe this morning."

Saying that, Li Mei took out an envelope from her pocket and handed it to him.

Ember took it, opened it, and what caught her eyes was Qiao Chuhe's familiar handwriting, which was full of articles, all of which were written about trivial matters in life.

"Written what?"

Ember looked relaxed: "Say he's fine, we don't have to worry about it."

Hearing this, Li Mei couldn't help laughing: "That's good, I always wonder if he will feel lonely by himself."

Before the Demon Cult was about to disband, Ember had already arranged for someone to send him to Jiangnan, bought him a house, and sent someone to accompany him.After the demon sect was destroyed, Li Mei woke up and wrote him a letter explaining about Ember, knowing that his younger brother was still alive, he could live his life with peace of mind.

Ember was about to say something, but suddenly frowned.

"Ok?"

Li Mei was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"you call me?"

"No."

Li Mei looked at him worriedly: "Did you hear me calling you?"

Ember heaved a sigh of relief: "I probably heard wrong."

But the faint "embers" sound just now seemed to pass by his ears.The voice was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember whose it belonged to for a while.

Dark red blood kept oozing from his body. On the cold ground, before his consciousness completely dissipated, Fu Yan moved his lips with difficulty.

"ember……"