my beautiful daddy

Is it as tall as you? "

"...I have no idea!"

"Daddy..."

"Shut up! It's so noisy! Get out!"

When we were together, when I was looking for medicine for you, what I said in front of the bronze mirror was sincere.

"Daddy, I seem to have grown taller?"

"is it?"

"Yeah, when I'm 20, I'll be taller than you."

Xuan Zifeng laughed, "Why?"

"Because I am confident that I will be taller than you, and then I will be able to protect you, Daddy."

Chapter List Chapter 306 Death of Kisaragi

At that time, I will be able to protect you, Daddy...

I really don't hate you anymore, as early as when we met again, I didn't hate you anymore. . .

Bai Ling took Li Zixuan to drive the horses all night before arriving at Xuantian Palace. Ten horses died of exhaustion on the way, and they insisted on shortening the three-day journey into one night.

"See you, my lord!" All the soldiers knelt down and shouted when they saw Li Zixuan.

As soon as Li Zixuan arrived at Xuantian Palace, he searched for the purple figure in the crowd with panicked eyes. No matter what, he couldn't believe or imagine the news that he had died.

Hastily turned over from the horse, stumbled and ran through the crowd, to the edge of the cliff, where a group of people gathered, they were his own soldiers, and among the soldiers was a young and beautiful girl, wearing a dazzling red dress. , her hair was messy, her body was covered with blood, her snow-white skin was blotched red, and she was holding the bloody long sword tremblingly. When she heard the movement, she slowly raised her head with a distraught expression.On the ground, there were countless corpses, blood flowing into a sea. It is conceivable how many tragic wars took place before I arrived, and at Ruyue's feet was a person I couldn't be more familiar with. , the four guards of Xuantian Palace: Zhang Tian.

With several knives in his body, he lay in a pool of blood, looking up at the sky.

Seeing this, Li Zixuan's heart tightened, and he glanced at Ruyue again, he had never seen her in such a mess before, at a loss, "Ru, sister Ruyue..."

"Hahaha..." Kisaragi saw the person coming, tears welled up from the corners of her eyes like a fountain, and she raised her head and laughed out loud, it hurt people's hearts, it was a tragic smile of despair.

Li Zixuan's heart suddenly felt as if thousands of needles were pricking him, and he walked in the direction of the moon with some unsteady steps.

Ruyue stood on the edge of the cliff, took a step forward, and immediately fell off the cliff. Her thin body made people sweat for her, so the soldiers did not dare to step forward and stood in a stalemate with her.

Seeing Li Zixuan approaching, Bai Ling hurriedly chased after him to stop him, shouting, "Little prince, be careful!"

"Don't come over!" Li Zixuan stretched out his hand to signal him to stop, and shouted, "Everyone back up!"

Bai Ling stopped abruptly, frowned, and tightly held the handle of the long sword at her waist, her knuckles were slightly white, staring at them in a dilemma.All the soldiers did not dare to move, and all retreated slowly and cautiously.

The distance between Li Zixuan and Ruyue is only a short five meters, but it feels like a mountain is separated, and I can never go back to the past. In the past, the friendship between each other was able to talk freely and unimpeded all night, and Now, I don't even dare to meet her gaze.

"Sister Ruyue, come here quickly, don't stand there, give me your hand." Li Zixuan stretched out his hand cautiously towards her.

Kisaragi stared blankly at his outstretched hand, her gaze was loose, and she murmured, "Is this the ending you want? Do you really want us all to die?"

Li Zixuan raised his head in panic when he heard the words, "No, it's not."

"Do you know why I'm not dead yet?"

Ruyue's eyes are so sad, so desperate, "I didn't die because, I want you to know why the palace master lost, why our lofty palace master lost, do you know? Haha..."

According to the spies, it was because I went to pick up something. . .

Li Zixuan frowned involuntarily.

Ruyue's figure was slightly unsteady, the tears on her face were blurred by the cold wind, and she sneered, "Do you know what he went to pick up? He went to pick up the purple brocade bag, the brocade bag with a Xuan character embroidered on it." , haha... I didn’t expect him to hold that thing, completely forgetting that he was in the battlefield, staring at that thing in a daze, and as a result, he was shot by several arrows and fell off the cliff.”

Kits?

Li Zixuan's feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at Kisaragi in despair, "No, it's impossible, I did this to him, he should hate me... no, impossible..."

Ru Yue smiled wryly, "Li Zixuan, you often say that you hate the Palace Mistress, that he often uses you and deceives you, but what about yourself? Aren't you hurting him?"

Li Zixuan lowered his head, his face was ashen, and there was a hole in his heart, bleeding continuously. . .

"Now, the Palace Master is dead, Xuantian Palace is also destroyed, and I, Ruyue..." Ruyue laughed miserably, looked at the sword in her hand, and muttered in despair.

Seeing this, Li Zixuan said in horror, "No, Ruyue!!"

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning scattered on her body, and there was a faint sacred white light, and all things and the earth were enveloped in a warm atmosphere again. . .

"Palace Master, Ruyue is here to accompany you." Ruyue quietly closed her eyes, with a hint of satisfaction hanging from the corner of her mouth. . .

Once, being rejected by the palace lord countless times, I had no choice but to secretly hide my admiration for him. No matter how much I wanted to enter the palace lord's heart, I was rejected by him, because in his heart, only Li Zixuan As a person, I will never be able to replace Li Zixuan, but at this moment, at least, I am happy, because I can finally follow the palace lord in a legitimate way. . .

Swinging the long sword in her hand, without hesitation, she committed suicide and died. Her body fell slowly, like a broken red leaf, floating down.

"Moon!!!"

Unable to bear it anymore, Li Zixuan flew over, caught Ruyue's body, and hugged her into his arms, "Ruyue! Why are you so stupid!"

Blood gushed out from the corner of Ruyue's mouth, she glanced at Li Zixuan as she was dying, and raised her hand feebly, Li Zixuan hurriedly held her hand, watching her neck gushing out a lot of blood in horror.

"Finally...it's ok...see you again... Palace Master... Ruyue...so happy... good..." The jade finger fell to the ground, and her body was weakly nestled in Li Zixuan's arms, Kisaragi left with a smile, her expression was always happy. . .

Li Zixuan hugged her tightly, as if he was going to exhaust all his strength, and was distraught, "Like the moon!!!"

This is not the ending I want!This is not the ending I want!Kisaragi, do you know?I really want to hide my name with Xuan Zifeng. Grandpa Huang can't tolerate Xuan Zifeng, so I will take him away. . .

Find a small village isolated from the world, where no one knows us, and we can rely on each other to watch the sunset and sunrise every day. . .Live there together.

Until we are gray-haired, we can still rely on each other.

However, it was still a step too late. . .

Crying to the end, he finally passed out. . .

When she woke up, Bai Ling was sitting by the bed, looking at herself in surprise, "Little prince, how are you feeling? Have a glass of water."

Li Zixuan struggled to get up, Bai Ling quickly reached out to support him, put a thick cushion on his back, and let him lie on it.

Xiaodong hurriedly handed over a cup of tea, his eyes filled with pity, "Little Prince, let's have a cup of tea."

Li Zixuan stared blankly at the teacup in her hand, for a long time, then asked in a hoarse voice, "Bai Ling, I have been having a dream all these years, dreaming that I fell in love with a man who likes purple, and said goodbye forever. ... Now I wake up from the dream, and he has left me too..."

Bai Ling turned away sadly.

"Little prince, there are us by your side."

Hearing the sound, Li Zixuan raised his head, Xiaodong and Lao Peng stood aside, the three of them finally returned to my side, Bai Ling, Xiaodong, and Lao Peng. . .

Tears welled up in my eyes. . .

"Woooo..." He held his mouth desperately, trying not to let his voice cry out.

Zifeng, Zifeng. . .

Chapter List Chapter 307 A Smile and Enmity

Li Zixuan and the others found an inn at the foot of the Xuantian Palace, and they rested there. It was winter, and the snowflakes were flying outside, and the early morning breath could smell a slight smell of withered grass.

in the inn.

In Li Zixuan's room, Bai Ling stood by the bed, and in front of Bai Ling stood a group of people, dressed in tight black clothes, holding a long knife, with serious faces.

Bai Ling asked, "Did you find someone else?"

"We searched at the foot of the mountain for a day and a night, but we couldn't find his body."

"Keep looking, you must find it!"

Li Zixuan was lying on the bed, looking out the window with dull eyes. Outside, snowflakes were swirling and falling continuously. In the center of the room, a heater was lit, and Li Zixuan was wearing a thick coat With a cloak and five layers of quilts covering his body, Xiaodong was deeply afraid that he would be cold, so he kept putting quilts on him. If Bai Ling hadn't been helpless to stop him, she might have used the quilt to crush Li Zixuan to death.

Listening to Bai Ling's conversation with the soldiers, she firmly grasped the quilt with imperceptible fingers.

After Bai Ling explained to the group of people, she sent them away.

As soon as he turned around, Li Zixuan said, "I think, let's go for a walk."

Bai Ling frowned involuntarily, "My lord, I'll accompany you..."

"No, I want to be alone."

"but..."

Li Zixuan threw off the quilt, put his feet on the ground, and tightened the shawl around his body, his handsome face was tired and pale.

"Don't follow."

Walking out of the room with a little unsteady footsteps, Bai Ling looked at his back anxiously.

Walking out of the inn, passers-by on the road stared at him suspiciously. Such a handsome man was as weak as a gust of wind