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After dealing with the palace change in Yong'an Palace, Xie Yu'an took people out of the city to look for Yan Qingchuan, and finally found Yan Qingchuan who was injured and returned ten miles outside the city.Yan Qingchuan was in a mess, with a slight limp in his legs. Yi Zheng beside her explained: "Master Yan accidentally fell off his horse while chasing that traitor, and suffered a slight injury."

Yan Qingchuan looked bitterly at the direction of the official road leading to Ming City, "He was rescued, and I was almost able to avenge my father."

"It's okay, he can't escape, let's go back first." Xie Yu'an comforted, and then took Yan Qingchuan back to the Yan Mansion where he had been away for a long time.

She tore off the seal on the gate, and stepped into the two people's former home. The courtyard had not been populated for a long time, and there were many weeds growing, which made it look a little depressed. Xie Yu'an helped Yan Qingchuan back to the room, checked her injuries, and was ready to go Call a doctor to diagnose and treat Yan Qingchuan.

But Yan Qingchuan pulled her and hugged her, leaned his head on her shoulder wearily, and said desolately: "Don't go, just stay like this for a while, we haven't stayed together so quietly for a long time."

That's right, Xie Yu'an has been busy planning various plans to bring down Sheng Huaimin these days. She and Yan Qingchuan hardly have time to be intimate. Now Sheng Huaimin's true face is revealed to the world, and the Yan family's grievances will be redressed in the near future. They Finally, there is this brief moment of tenderness.

"Okay, I'm not leaving." Xie Yu'an hugged Yan Qingchuan back, hugged each other for a while, and then went to bed together after bathing.

They were lying in a quiet and dark room, Xie Yu'an hugged Yan Qingchuan sideways, the two of them still had wet black hair intertwined, neither spoke to each other, not to break the tranquility at the moment.

After a short while, Xie Yu'an hugged Yan Qingchuan even tighter, and said in a sad voice, "Wen Ruo, tomorrow... I will set off for Ming City at dawn." It seemed that he knew Yan Qingchuan What would she say, she then said: "Listen to me first, Sheng Huaimin successfully escaped to Mingcheng, he will not let it go, he may change his name again, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback, so, he must die."

"I can pretend to be a person from Southern Xinjiang and go to Ming City to wait for an opportunity to kill him. If he dies, the world will be settled. I... can rest assured to keep you here."

Talking about the topic of leaving, Yan Qingchuan's body froze. She tried her best to suppress the ups and downs of her emotions, and squeezed Xie Yu'an's cold hand and said: "Let me go with you, okay, we should face everything together."

Xie Yu'an choked up for a moment, "You have injured your leg right now, so you should rest well in the capital and wait for my good news. I will definitely kill him for you, trust me."

It's too late, there are only seven days left in March, and it will take five days to go to Mingcheng quickly. Xie Yu'an must rush to get rid of Sheng Huaimin's disaster before going back, even if she enters the tiger's den alone, she will not hesitate.

"Don't..." Yan Qingchuan took off Xie Yu'an's hand little by little, she had faintly noticed that once Xie Yu'an left this time, they might never see each other again.

Farewell...a long-destined parting, a helpless parting.

A drop of tears fell from the corner of her eyes, she put her head on Xie Yu'an's chest, listened to the heavy heartbeat of the other party, and asked softly: "Will you remember me?"

Xie Yu'an knew what she was talking about, she couldn't bear the collapse anymore, tears rushed out of her eyes, her voice was hoarse and trembling: "I will never forget you, my Lord Yan, my Wen like."

Yan Qingchuan let out a painful sob, and responded to Xie Yu'an choked with sobs: "Enough, this is enough." After finishing speaking, she raised her head and kissed Xie Yu'an's face, and under her lips were the warm tears on Xie Yu'an's cheeks, extremely bitter .

She kissed Xie Yu'an's lips again, and kissed impatiently, sobbing softly and repeating, "Enough, that's enough."

Xie Yu'an embraced her waist, and responded to the kiss heavily.This kiss was not gentle, and the two seemed to be venting the repressed pain and powerlessness of parting.

What a pity to love each other but not be able to stay together.

Yan Qingchuan's crying became louder, until the end of her eyes were dark red. Xie Yu'an's inner pain could not be relieved by her. She could only repeat over and over again: "I am yours, and I belong to you forever and ever."

Yan Qingchuan opened his eyes, grabbed Xie Yu'an's shoulder, and tremblingly said three words in her ear.

"I love you."

Xie Yu'an's body trembled, and tears flowed even harder.

......

The night gradually deepened, and the room gradually returned to calm. Xie Yu'an embraced Yan Qingchuan from behind, prolonging the short parting night with a hug.

But the sky will eventually dawn, and the doomed parting will inevitably come.

When the morning light was twilight, Xie Yu'an opened her eyes, her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes from a sleepless night and some dark and hopeless emotions.

Knowing that Yan Qingchuan in her arms was definitely not asleep, she moved her body a little, raised her head, kissed the little mole behind Yan Qingchuan's ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wen Ruo, if you can, forget about me. "

Yan Qingchuan opened her eyes suddenly, water waves dangled in her eyes, she didn't speak, but couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly.After a while, she felt Xie Yu'an get up, put on her clothes, opened the door and left.

After a while, the footsteps outside the house gradually faded away, and the whole Yan Mansion fell into dead silence.

She lay flat on her back, looking at the sky in a daze, Xie Yu'an's aura still remained in the room, she stretched out her hand as if trying to catch this wisp of aura, but in the end it was her original thought, Xie Yu'an was A gust of wind, after a short time, will eventually dissipate.

She covered her face, letting the tears slip from her fingers.

......

After Xie Yu'an and Luo Yi took over, they took over the identity of the Southern Xinjiang envoy who was about to go to Ming City. It was a thunderstorm night when she entered the city. He was received by Sheng Yueran, the son of Sheng Huaimin, and Di Si, the general soldier of Dicheng.

After all, Sheng Yueran was young, and his mind was not as mature as Sheng Huaimin's. After the changes in the capital, after Ruide was restored, he was a little furious, and immediately contacted Nanjiang, intending to attack the capital directly.

Xie Yu'an stepped forward calmly, bowed his head and handed out a letter, saying in Chinese with a southern Xinjiang accent: "This is a letter written by the leader of my tribe, and it is handed over to the owner of the Wuji Pavilion. Start the letter."

"Give it to me." Sheng Yueran reached out to try to get the letter, but Xie Yu'an withdrew his hand, making Sheng Yueran take it empty.

Di Si said vigilantly: "The lord is seriously injured on the couch right now, the young lord is the lord's son, and he has full power to handle all affairs for the time being. There is something that the young lord can't know."

"The leader has something to say, he can only trust the Pavilion Master himself."

"Really? Let's take a look." A deep and hoarse voice sounded from the corner of the room, accompanied by the sound of wheels rolling, Xie Yu'an saw Sheng Huaimin slowly appearing from behind a curtain of a large pillar.

Sheng Huaimin was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was ashen, and his cheekbones were high and protruding. In just a few days, he was already emaciated and out of shape. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

After a flash of killing intent flashed in Xie Yu'an's eyes, he was about to walk towards Sheng Huaimin with the letter in his hand.

However, Sheng Huaimin suddenly sneered and said loudly: "Take her down!" In an instant, a dozen guards with weapons jumped out of the dark room.

Xie Yu'an was taken aback, and Yi Zheng reacted first. He dodged behind Sheng Yueran, pulled out a dagger and put it on Sheng Yueran's neck.

Sheng Huaimin folded his hands on his knees, leaned against the quilt relaxedly, and smiled darkly: "Xie Yu'an...you really are so brave to take the risk of coming to this old man's place."

Xie Yu'an straightened up and smiled coldly: "If you don't die, everyone in the world can't feel at ease. How can I let you live?"

"Hahahaha," Sheng Huaimin laughed loudly: "How are you going to kill me right now? Just rely on you people? Or are you going to use your divine power to kill me, a mortal."

The guards surrounding Xie Yu'an and Yi Zheng stared at them and approached them little by little. Yi Zheng said sharply: "Stop, the person who told you to stop immediately, or I will kill him now."

Sheng Yueran's life was hanging by a thread, and he held his breath. He looked at his father and tremblingly said: "Father...help me."

Sheng Huaimin gave him a flat look, as if he was not going to stop, but said: "Good boy, the great cause of the father, today, must not be buried in vain. If you die today, I will let them be buried with you. When you take back the power for your father, your father will honor you." After finishing speaking, he suddenly shouted: "Kill them for me!"

At the same time that the guards around roared and rushed, there was a sudden thunder from outside the sky.

Yi Zheng wiped Sheng Yueran's neck with a knife, blew the whistle, and there was a sound of fighting outside the house, while he pulled Xie Yu'an to avoid the shadows of swords and swords around him.

The heavy rain and thunder in Mingcheng never stopped, and so did Kyoto. In the deep night, Yan Qingchuan was awakened by a thunderbolt. She clutched her chest, and her heart suddenly beat strangely warmly. It burned up, burning badly.

The bottom of her heart was even shrouded in a bad feeling. She seemed to sense Xie Yu'an's danger at the moment, and shouted "Xie Yu'an" into the dark room.

At that time, Xie Yu'an's robe was torn to pieces, and there were many colors on her body. Yi Zheng wanted to take her out of this room where it was difficult to stretch her fists, but Xie Yu'an put aside his hand, picked up the long sword on the ground and pointed at her. Sheng Huaimin, who was protected by many guards, rushed forward.

"Yi Zheng, kill Sheng Huaimin, this is an order, kill him!" She ordered, and Yi Zheng immediately turned his knife to his head to open the way for her.

The sounds of swords being exchanged, roars, and thunderstorms were all mixed together at this moment.

Yan Qingchuan stumbled out of the room, her injured leg hadn't healed, and it was difficult for her to walk, but now she tripped over the threshold in a panic, turned straight forward, and fell down in the rainy night. She supported herself and crawled forward. Wet her whole body, and the raindrops hit her face.

Under the thunderstorm, she couldn't cover her shrill "Xie Yu'an——".

"Tear--" With a sound, Xie Yu'an's back was pulled by the long knife, she jumped forward, and the whole body was facing the oncoming cold blade. In desperation, she could only hold it with her bare hands. The sharp edge of the sword pierced her palm deeply, and she screamed out in pain, and stabbed the guard in front of her with the sword without hesitation.

There was blood in front of her eyes, she seemed to be red-eyed, and lost the perception of pain. Even if her thigh was slashed again, causing her to stagger forward, she just supported the ground with the blade of the sword. The sword cuts horizontally and vertically.

The door of the room was kicked open, and the person who came was He Yi in armor. He came with reinforcements and had already taken down the General Military Mansion.

At this moment, fear appeared on Sheng Huaimin's face, he fell off the wheelchair, and crawled to the corner of the room in embarrassment.

Xie Yu'an dragged his legs and walked towards him step by step, but fell down in front of Sheng Huaimin due to lack of energy. She grabbed his leg to prevent him from escaping, and then dragged the two of them together forcefully. She climbed onto Sheng Huaimin's body, picked up Picking up the sword on the ground, holding the hilt with both hands, he charged up and stabbed Sheng Huaimin's chest.

Sheng Huaimin's pupils reflected the cold light of the silver sword, and as the blade pierced straight through his chest, his eyes, which were good at disguising and exploiting people's hearts, lost any color.

After killing Sheng Huaimin, Xie Yu'an lost her mind and fell to the ground with her whole body stretched out. The vision in front of her was a little blurred and turned into a grotesque virtual scene. She gasped and said, "Wen Ruo, I ...promised to avenge you, and I did...I did."

The people brought by He Yi quickly cleaned up the mess in the room. Yi Zheng threw away his weapon and knelt down beside Xie Yu'an, anxiously saying: "Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master, how are you? Are you okay?"

Xie Yu'an ignored him, and the long-awaited cold electronic sound of the system suddenly sounded in her mind.

"Data connection complete."

"Coming soon."

"Countdown ten, nine..."

Xie Yu'an's chaotic pupils shrank, grabbed Yi Zheng's hand and called unconsciously: "Master Yan...Wen Ruo, Yan Qingchuan, take me to see Yan Qingchuan, see..."

But before she could finish speaking, the countdown of the system's electronic sound had reached the last second, and the overwhelming darkness swept over her in an instant.

Another flash of white lightning flashed in the night sky, and the burning and unbearable pain on Yan Qingchuan's body, who was lying on the muddy and rainy ground, suddenly faded away at this moment.

Her heart fell into a boundless sense of falling, she stared blankly at the direction of the gate of the Yan Mansion, and she felt it somewhere.

Xie Yu'an finally left her.