Flowers fall into mud, spring is not dead

Thank you, I will take my leave first. "He clasped his fists to Huangfu Haoxuan and saluted, then passed him and left.

Huangfu Haoxuan sighed deeply as he watched the corner of his clothes slip through the door and finally disappeared, but Yan Moyun was still blaming him, "Forget it, I'm not in a hurry, there are still two months left in the three-month period. He muttered to himself in the room, completely forgetting the group of ministers still kneeling outside the room.

As soon as Yan Moyun came out, he saw a group of people in official uniforms kneeling outside the door. He glanced indifferently into the room and saw that Huangfu Haoxuan seemed to be talking about something. His heart softened, and something melted in his heart. But he couldn't catch it.Shaking his head to himself, to get rid of the feelings that wanted to rush out of his heart, he smiled mockingly. Since ancient times, emperors have been passionate but ruthless, how could he expect Huangfu Haoxuan to be single-minded to him.His empress and concubine Yue alone were astonished when they heard that he was a man, so how could he be pampered by him for a lifetime.

The ministers opened their eyes wide and watched the man in the mask swaggering out of the room. Although his face was still a little pale, he had a faint smile, and there was a hint of bewitching.Between the opening and closing of the door, one can vaguely see the disappointed expression of his own emperor.They lowered their heads even more, thinking silently that it is better not to offend Longlin.

"The bride and groom have arrived!" Not long after, the outside of the door became lively again. Nangong Yi had already picked up the bride, and everyone went outside to watch.Gu Feifeng avoided the crowd, and finally found Yan Moyun's figure.He ran over and grabbed him with an anxious look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Yan Moyun frowned and asked, Gu Feifeng must have encountered something.

"We can't find Wuji anymore." Gu Fei shouted anxiously. Although he saw Wuji leaving in front of him and Mo Yun, he was worried about leaving Situ Wuji alone, so he dragged Zhuifeng to find him together. , With the lightness of the two of them, they searched all over the inn and the vicinity, but they couldn't find Situ Wuji, so he was worried.

Yan Moyun froze there for a while, as if waking up from a dream, trembling violently, and then fled quickly, "Wuji, don't do it, he shouted in his heart, but he couldn't stop the fear welling up from the bottom of his heart.He said that he no longer owes Nangong Yi anything, and that you owe him the most.

"Mo Yun!" Gu Feifeng yelled, walked around in a circle, and after seeing Zhuifeng's figure, he followed closely behind Yan Moyun and left. No one cared about the whole process.

Nangong Yi's heart suddenly ached. He paused when he got off the horse, and looked around for a while, but he couldn't see Yan Moyun and Gu Feifeng. He took a breath and kicked the sedan door amidst the laughter of the crowd. Watching Xi Po recite the bride.

Shangguan Sisi sat quietly the whole time, letting Xi Po play with her appointed one, she couldn't hear the harsh sound of gongs and drums, and couldn't hear the noise around her.Looking down from the covered Xipa, one could vaguely see a person wearing a wedding robe like herself, she sighed, and finally lay on Xipo's back.By heaven and earth, she and Nangong Yi are husband and wife, no matter how unhappy she is, this is the way she has to go. Do you still expect Nangong Yi to regret the marriage now? It's a dream.

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"What should we do now?" After all, Gu Feifeng's lightness skill was better than Yan Moyun's, and he caught up with him after a while. His expression was solemn, not like the usual laughing at all.

"Let's go to the forest just now." Yan Moyun glanced at Gu Feifeng and replied, maybe Situ Wuji didn't leave there at all. "Wuji, maybe it's still there." He said hopefully, as if giving Gu Feifeng and himself a reassurance.

"Yeah." Gu Feifeng also agreed with Yan Moyun's statement, but he felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart. He secretly looked at Yan Moyun. It seemed that he was the same as himself, with a faint worry between his brows. They were all afraid of one thing, but because they didn't want to let the other person Worry and keep it in your heart.He gritted his teeth, resentful in his heart, Situ Wuji, please don't let anything happen to you.

The plum blossoms were falling, and a man in green was standing under the plum blossom tree, with a faint smile on his lips, as if everything else was external to him and had nothing to do with him.Situ Wuji had a sharp dagger in his hand. He took the dagger and carved his and Nangong Yi's names on a tree.His hand caressed the tree slowly, his tears fell down the corner of his eyes.If you can't stay together in this life, then see you in the next life. I hope you will no longer belong to others in the next life.The wind lifted his black hair, covering his black and stone-like eyes.

The bright red blood stained the land under the coquettishly blooming plum tree, adding to its charm. Under the tree was Situ Wuji's delicate smiling face.He rested his head on the tree trunk and fell asleep quietly, with a dagger stuck in his abdomen.Yan Moyun and Gu Feifeng stopped in disbelief, looking at the peacefully sleeping man in Tsing Yi.Then the two rushed over like crazy, hugging that slender body tightly.

"No, no, no..." Yan Moyun covered Situ Wuji's bleeding wound with his hand, staring at the dagger that was inserted into his abdomen.The pupils gradually dilated, and the lips were bitten to bleed.

"No!" With a roar, Yan Moyun's nails dug into his palm, and he burst into tears.The body in his arms gradually became cold, and after a while there was no more anger, but there was still a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Situ Wuji! Situ Wuji! Ahhhh!" Gu Feifeng stood up and yelled towards the woods to relieve the pain in his heart.He drew out the sword at his waist, and chopped off a tree of peach blossoms over and over again, and the petals fell for a while, raining flowers all over the sky, as if he was seeing that person off.He turned his head to look at Yan Moyun with a dull face, and laughed again, because the moment he turned his head, he saw the words engraved on the plum blossom tree, which were clearly the names of Situ Wuji and Nangong Yi.

Who is wronged by whom in this life, their love is deep and their relationship is shallow, but why do they meet each other.The acquaintance that day, that pure and mischievous young man like water, finally let go of the world.

Yan Moyun wiped away the blood stained on the corner of Situ Wuji's mouth, let him lie in his arms, tears dripped down his face, flowing down his cheeks into his clothes.

"Wuji, I'll take you to find him." He stood up, hugged Situ Wuji with difficulty, swayed his slender body a few times, but still stood still.His pale face was so pale that even his lips were devoid of a trace of blood.Regardless of Nangong Yi's marriage, Situ Wuji must hope to see Nangong Yi again.

"Wuji, we're going, don't blame us." Gu Feifeng stretched out his hand and patted Situ Wuji's cheek lightly, as cautiously as he was afraid of hurting her. "Leave it to me." He nodded to Yan Moyun, "My body is always better than yours, and so is Qinggong." With wet tears hanging on his face, he struggled to pull out a smile.Normally, Situ Wuji would have snorted in disdain, but now he is so quiet.

Yan Moyun glanced at Situ Wuji in his arms, he was indeed in poor health, it was already very strenuous to lift Situ Wuji up, and he didn't have the strength to carry him to Nangong Yi's General's Mansion.

"I know you want to see him, but you can't bear to break his marriage, Wuji, you are always too scrupulous, this time let us be self-willed." Touching Situ Wuji's nose, Yan Moyun shook his head with a light smile, and was about to stop. Tears fell again.

General House

"Come in time, please bridegroom and bride worship heaven and earth!" Nangong Yi and Shangguan Sisi were surrounded by Xi Po and walked to the wedding hall. Sitting in the top position, because Nangong Yi has no parents, and their marriage was assassinated by Huangfu Haoxuan, so he can only worship him.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

As soon as the sound fell, Nangong Yi and Shangguan Sisi were both absent-minded, none of them kowtowed, and the whole hall suddenly became quiet without any sound.

The uneasiness in Nangong Yi's heart was slowly expanding, but he didn't know why. This uneasiness made him unable to hear Xi Po's voice. Situ Wuji's resoluteness when he knew he was going to get married was always in his mind. , just remember that year and month, we met once.

"General, general?" The housekeeper looked at the crowd with a smile, and called Nangong Yi a few times, sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

Nangong Jing twisted her handkerchief, tears were about to fall.She knows where Nangong Yi's heart belongs, but this is the path he chose, and now he has to go on.Glancing to Huangfu Haoxuan's side, seeing his serious face, he shook his head secretly.

"Huh?" Nangong Yi woke up like a dream, glanced at his butler, then at Shangguan Sisi who was covered with a hipa, and waved his hand to signal to continue.The embarrassing atmosphere just now became lively again, and the ministers and guests started talking and laughing again.

Zhuifeng searched for Gu Feifeng's figure, and saw that Yan Moyun and Situ Wuji were not behind, so he didn't worry too much.Instead, he focused on protecting Huangfu Haoxuan and Nangong Jinglin Yue'er.

"Husband and wife worship!" The last ceremony, everyone watched with great interest, waiting to turn around and make a bridal chamber.

"Nangong Yi!" The moment Nangong Yi lowered his head, Gu Feifeng's voice came from outside the door.

Looking up, Yan Moyun in white clothes stained with blood and Gu Feifeng in the same white clothes hugged a man in Tsing Yi with the same pale face and walked to the wedding hall step by step.

Nangong Yi suddenly froze, his eyes widened instantly, and his body began to tremble violently.As if everything had disappeared, all he saw was the bloody man in Tsing Yi.That person's eyebrows, that person's eyes, every part of that person is firmly engraved in the bottom of my heart, but now it looks different.

"Wuji, we're here." Gu Feifeng chuckled in Situ Wuji's ear, and the hand that patted Situ Wuji's cheek was also stained.