It was raining heavily yesterday, but the next day it was clear and the weather was clear and the water waves were just beginning to rise.

The autumn sun shines into the house from the bright cloud-silk window screen that is as thin as a cicada's wing. The window screen is as thin as ice, as if it has condensed countless golden lights. The room looks particularly wide and spacious because of this light. The sunlight shines slowly on the screen Ru Kiln shrugging his shoulders

On the few branches of light red peach blossoms inserted in the beauty goblet, the bright color is fascinating.

In the midsummer, I wore a silver-white fluffy robe, with only a flat and simple round bun, and a silver hairpin inlaid across it. I put on a human mask. I looked like an old woman over 60 years old.

"Xia'er, I have something to do. I can't walk with you. I'll meet you after two Japanese kings." Murong Yu carried Shengxia into the carriage, wrapped Yu Hai around her ears, and kissed her before leaving.

Her eyes, with her tears in her eyes, she hid back stiffly, but he grabbed her hands.

"I will definitely do what I promised you." Murong Yu gave her a firm look, lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

The summer waited for Murong Yu to get out of the carriage before he let out a long sigh. She didn't want to be ambiguous with him like this, but the child was in his hands and she was afraid of annoying him. Now, that child is her only motivation for survival, and it is her

All hope.

For some reason, in the early morning, she took her pulse. In addition to the lack of qi and blood caused by miscarriage, the Broken Soul Sphere in her body disappeared without a trace. It seemed that after this catastrophe, her whole body was

It's new.

Who dispelled the cold poison for her? Is it Wujie or Murong Yu? She didn't ask any more, because she was worried about the baby who was unknown to life and death, which was enough to make her forget anything and any pain.

"Xiyan, protect the princess." Murong Yu's voice was not loud or small, and Shengxia could hear it and raised her eyes slightly.

"Yes, master." Xi Yan calmed down and knew about the accident. Murong Yu was still relieved to have him protect her.

It was already noon when they set off, and Murong Yu and the other two went nowhere. The autumn wind blew over the yellowed trees on the roadside. The sound of leaves touching each other suddenly became a pleasant

Sound. And the heart in midsummer is not relaxed.

"Old lady, there is a congestion ahead, so you need to slow down." The carriage stopped, and through the gaps in the curtain, he saw the crowd rushing towards the same direction.

Their faces were filled with sadness, as if they were attending a funeral, wearing plain clothes and carrying sacrifices.

In the midsummer, her burnt "corpse" was hung on the city tower when the morning light was rising. Most of the people in plain clothes came and went to celebrate her.

No matter what crime Xiao Qirui gave her, the people of Yanjing City believed that she was the Lotus Goddess and were in love with the things she did during her time as the Queen of Tianmu Kingdom.

Which queen in the world would set up a doctor stall for the people in the wind and frost, and which queen would turn into a doctor to treat people suffering from the plague?

Only their Queen Lianyu did this.

It was originally a quarter of an hour away, and the carriage had been walking for more than half an hour. The closer we were to the city gate, the more we felt the sadness was overwhelming the city.

"Who is in the carriage?" The guard guard stopped Xiyan. Xiyan was filled with a flattering smile and said in a kind voice: "It's my old lady inside. My nephew is sick in the countryside. She goes to visit her."

The guard lifted the curtain, and the disguised Shengxia lowered her eyebrows. The scar on her face had been covered by a mask. She didn't speak. The guard wanted to ask what, Xiyan quietly held him down and took out a broken silver from her sleeve.

, "Official, the old lady is weak and can't bear the wind."

The guard collected the silver and immediately put down the curtain and signaled to let go.

The carriage left the city gate and it was difficult to move forward...

On the official road and beside the city tower, there were people wearing plain clothes. Hundreds of people gathered here without any noise. The sky was filled with mist and sob, which was in a completely opposite contrast to this good day.

It makes people feel even more depressed.

Mid-xia lifted the curtain at hand and looked at the city tower in the direction they were kneeling down.

Haha, isn't that her? The phoenix robe made of Tiancan Silk was covered with a phoenix crown covering her burnt head. A red silk hanged her on the city tower. The gray city tower further reflected such bright colors, as if

This door is the entrance to hell, and the consequences of those who enter the liar will be the same as hers.

Even she felt disgusted and afraid of such an ugly corpse, and she was unwilling to take a look at it again, but these simple people still prayed and bowed to her "corpse".

"I heard that the Lotus Goddess saves the country with her own body and escapes into the Avici Hell for the sake of the people, so she becomes like this."

"The goddess must have returned to the fairy world..."

"I heard that the South Vietnamese Kingdom will stop fighting and withdrawing troops are all due to the goddess!"

The meticulous words could no longer be heard in her heart. When she put down the curtain, she glanced at a few figures on the distant hills. She felt suffocated and looked at Xiyan Road, "Stop for a moment."

Although Xiyan was cautious, he still stopped the carriage. Shengxia did not get off the car, but just sat by the window and stared at the hills. Yan Wenqin stood there with Wei Ziqi and Xuelang.

He seemed to know that she was out of the city today...

Wei Ziqi hugged Xuelang and cried sadly. Xuelang looked at the carriage quietly. Shengxia almost certainly, Xuelang discovered her, but fortunately it did not pounce on her, otherwise it would have attracted people's attention.

"Let's go." Shengxia still put down the curtain and finally parted. They may not be able to repay their love in this life.

The carriage drove out of Yanjing City and galloped on the official road.

In early winter last year, she entered the palace gate with ten miles of red makeup. In the early autumn this year, she fled from Yanjing in a panic, and after all, she overestimated herself.

"Aowu--" The narrow wolf howl frightened the horse pulling the carriage, and panickedly made the carriage sway left and right.

Mid-xia lifted the curtain, Xiyan was drawing his sword, and Xuelang was blocking the road, holding a piece of rice paper in his mouth, and blocking the carriage.

"Don't hurt it!" Shengxia walked out of the carriage with the help of Xiyan and staggered to Xuelang. Although her appearance and body shape had changed, Xuelang still smelled her scent and did not dare to do so.

He approached her affectionately, put the rice paper on the ground, "whimpered" her body, and rushed into the grass.

Snow Wolf is afraid that she will be discovered...

In the summer, he picked up rice paper and returned to the carriage. Ren Xiyan drove her to another country where her children were waiting for her.

Opening the rice paper calmly, it can be seen that when Yan Wenqin picked up the pen, the tip of the pen trembled, and a drop of thick black ink fell straight on the snow-white paper, like a huge tear. The soft and crisp rice paper was covered with thick ink.

The layer was wet and melted little by little, as if his heart was also wet.
Chapter completed!