Shangjing Snow

I don't want to say more.

Yes, it should have been rejected at that time.

86.

"I can't go back anyway."

With a piece of warmth on my back, Yuan Jing ran back and hugged me again, "You can't get married."

Tears hit the side of my neck, it was astonishingly hot.

He straddled me, with a strange expression on his face, the Yuan Jing I had never seen before.

Where did you learn this? !

Does he know what he is following?

I didn't dare to move immediately, and looked up at him with a burning face: "Ah Jing, where did you learn this, hurry down, it's not good

His complexion was even worse, as if he had fallen into some kind of obsession: "It's okay to hate me, I can't go back."

With a click, my arm was actually broken by him, and Yuan Jing blocked my mouth in time.

He kissed and cried like I was a sinner.

The little bastard is so cruel, the pain made me break out in a cold sweat.

"Um... well... this, this is not what we should do."

Taking advantage of the gap, I bit him, Yuan Jing lowered his eyes, and connected my arm again, as if he was playing with a toy.

"I won't let you run unless I kill me, and you'll regret it if you don't kill me."

I closed my eyes, trembling with anger, how could I be so foolish!

He grabbed my hand and stabbed himself, mercilessly.I was startled, and when I realized it, I slapped him and threw the dagger far away.

Today I finally understand what they mean by lunatic: "No wonder people in the palace say you are lunatic."

"Be obedient, I will not hurt my brother."

I sighed and hooked his neck: "Go to the house."

87.

Backache.

88.

On the day of departure, Yuan Jing did not come.

The frontier fortress is no better than Shangjing, it is desolate but free, I kind of want to take Yuanjing to race horses.

89.

Yuan Jing always sent a lot of letters. He gradually became cautious from his enthusiasm at the beginning, as if he was trying to grasp the proportion between brothers.

I answered every letter, but never sent it.

"Little Jinger."

How could I forget Shiba, little guy, let's send it.

90.

I'm going back to Beijing tomorrow, and I have to find a good home for Miss A Yuan.

91.

Whether three years is long or short, I saw Yuan Jing at a glance.

He smiled happily, but when he saw Ah Yuan, his face darkened: "Who is she?"

"Miss Ayuan, it's..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Jing pulled A Yuan off the horse, and bright red blood oozed from the little girl's forehead.

With a gloomy face, he said with a smirk: "Who allowed you to sit with my brother?"

92.

I was a little unhappy, so I used a handkerchief to help A Yuan stop the bleeding, and scolded him, "Yuanjing, what are you doing, hurry up and apologize to A Yuan."

"I don't."

Forget it, I will explain later, the injury is serious.

93.

The imperial doctor said that Ah Yuan's head was going to have a scar.

"Ah Yuan, what happened today, I..."

"It has nothing to do with Brother Xiao, I can't tell anyway!"

Ah Yuan looks very pleasing, and her personality is somewhat similar to that of the sixth younger sister who died young.

She ate happily, without any grievances in her heart, and asked curiously: "Then is he really the Eighteenth Prince?"

I nodded: "It's my eighteenth brother."

"Oh, it is rumored that the Eighteenth Prince has a tyrannical temperament. When I saw him today... it was scary."

"Actually...he's pretty good."

Ah Yuan shook her head: "Where is it good..."

"Eat without words."

The little girl shut up obediently, she couldn't hold back after holding back for a long time, and said falteringly: "Where are the guards next to Brother Xiao?"

"Prepare the bride price and marry you."

She giggled again.

94.

She still couldn't wait for that day.

Yuan died.

The servant girl in my palace said that it was His Eighteenth Highness who killed her.

The little girl's face was already bruised, and there was still residual fear in her eyes.

"Yuan...Yuan...I killed you."

My throat was choked up badly, and my heart felt uncomfortable, as if it was going to explode.

I just promised yesterday that I would marry her off gracefully.

I am sorry for her father's life-saving grace, I am a sinner.

95.

"Why did you kill Yuan."

The tone was so calm that I didn't expect it myself.

Shiba smiled innocently, "Isn't it good? It's enough for my brother to have me by his side."

"Heh... you are enough... madman."

Shiba froze immediately: "You also say I'm a lunatic...?"

"I should have stayed away from you back then. I was the one who provoked you. If you feel dissatisfied, come to me! Do you know... Do you know that Ah Yuan's father was buried under the mountain to save me, you It can be seen that Ah Yuan was still thinking about her husband happily yesterday...but what did you do..."

"what have you done!"

A sword pierced his chest, I took a step forward, and the blade went in a little more, and the blue clothes were stained with a large amount of red.

dazzling.

Yuan Jing kept apologizing, but it was of no use, he was already dead.

"Go away, don't let me see you again."

I closed my eyes and threw the sword aside.

96.

"All the previous things were against human relations and outrageous. It was I who missed you. From now on, you should not come here again."

"But we are not brothers."

97.

Yuan Jing wanted to rebel, and he was used by others.

How could the little fool have played with the old fox? He said that Xiao Zisu was the only thing he was thinking about.

to be his queen.

It's impossible.

98.

In fact, I know every time he comes.

The little guy didn't listen, and I wanted to pick a plum blossom for him.

99.

There's poison in the food, I know, but it's okay.

100.

Father is dead.

101.

General Wang is dead.

102.

It's snowing, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom.Today is the day when the eighteenth ascended the throne, the little emperor, he must not be a good emperor.

I buried those unsent letters under that plum tree, as I deluded myself of love.

Under the plum tree, there is Shibai's favorite pear blossom white, and there is a little Shiba I painted.

103.

My heart hurt so badly, I picked up the last handful of soil and covered it.

104.

I leaned against the plum tree, enjoying the last time. From a distance, I seemed to see eighteen.

Wearing a yellow robe, Fengshen is handsome.

105.

I have sworn that in the end I will die badly.

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