The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

"Then please tell me, my lord, what exactly is love?"

Being asked by Qin Zhimu like this, Lin Yuan's Adam's apple twitched up and down, but he still couldn't say anything.

"I don't know what the young master thinks of me."

"But I know what the young master is afraid of now."

Qin Zhimu looked at Lin Yuan with a turbulent look in his eyes.

"I don't know what the young master discovered that day."

"But I know, Young Master must also be very tangled during this period of time."

"That night on the spirit boat, I actually lied to you."

The moon was setting, and several dark clouds obscured the moonlight.

The sea of ​​flowers on the top of the mountain, which was completely exposed to the moonlight, is half covered with shade and half bathed in moonlight.

The dividing line between yin and yang happened to fall between the two of them.

"I do hope that the young master can save the fate of the Qin Dynasty, but I hope that the young master can stay by my side."

Qin Zhimu stood quietly under the moonlight, looking at the dark front.

"I just hope that as long as I think of Young Master every day, I can see it soon."

"I'm just afraid, afraid of going back to the palace alone, afraid of not having you by my side."

Under the moonlight, Qin Zhimu's face looked paler.

"After getting to know the son, I found myself becoming more and more selfish and fearful."

"Because I don't want to marry anyone anymore, even if he is the crown prince of Yan, the future emperor of Yan."

"Because these days, I have fantasized countless times, or I will leave Qin Chao like this, and leave here forever."

"Because I don't want to manage the survival of my family and the country anymore, I just want to satisfy my own selfish desires."

Tears flowed down from the corners of Qin Zhimu's eyes slowly.

"Young master, do you know..."

"In fact, even I don't know exactly when I started to have this idea."

"It's just that when I realized it, I found that I couldn't control my thoughts anymore."

In Qin Zhimu's words, there was a deep weeping sound.

"I want to hear your voice, I want to see you, I want to smell your breath."

"I still want to walk side by side with you, want to feel your temperature again, even want to hug you, and want to be with you forever."

"I want to travel thousands of miles with you, and I want to be your wife one day."

In the darkness, Lin Yuan's eyes fluctuated violently, flickering with a faint light.

Qin Zhimu's shoulders trembled, his face was already blurred with tears.

"It would be great if I could get to know the young master earlier."

"If only I wasn't born a princess."

"It would be great if I was just an ordinary woman."

"In this way, I won't have so many troubles, so many entanglements, and so many pains."

The night wind blows, and the dark cloud that obscures the moonlight drifts slowly.

With the moonlight pouring down, Qin Zhimu saw Lin Yuan's feet standing still.

"Please forgive me, the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty..."

"I want to be selfish for once."

"Just this time."

After the words fell, Qin Zhimu desperately moved forward and fell into Lin Yuan's arms.

"Son!"

"For you, I can give everything, I beg you, take me with you!"

She threw herself on Lin Yuan who was standing still, and cried out with all her strength.

"I don't want to take care of anything else, and you don't want to take revenge anymore, let's go together..."

"Choose a place to grow old together, and stay together forever..."

Qin Zhimu raised his head and looked at Lin Yuan with tears in his eyes.

"OK?"

"Feel sorry……"

Lin Yuan answered with trembling voice.

He held Qin Zhimu's arms tremblingly, and broke away from her embrace tremblingly.

"I can not."

He backed away tremblingly, and fell into the flowers.

Trembling, he recited the sword formula, summoned the flying sword made by Feng Qingyang, and fled in a hurry.

He acted hastily like a deserter who has been beaten to the ground.

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In the picture, Lin Yuan flew back to Qingmen with a flying sword.

He landed on the Lingxu Cliff of Qinghui Peak.

The stone cliffs here are in pieces, connecting into a cliff.

Below each stone cliff, there is a teleportation array of the same shape and size.

Feng Qingyang once introduced to him that every teleportation formation here leads to the trial site of Qinghui Peak.

There is only one thing in it-the endless terracotta warriors.

The disciples of Qinghui Peak all majored in kendo, and here is a place for them to sharpen their sword moves.

Moreover, different cultivation realms entered, and there were terracotta warriors of different strengths for trials.

It is enough to see the wealth and strength of Qingmen.

Lin Yuan stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared into a closed mausoleum.

In the mausoleum, hundreds of terracotta warriors stand in every corner, all over the secret room.

Lin Yuan touched the ring with his finger, and a huge barren bone epee appeared in his hand.

The desolate spirit surged in his palm and covered the epee. With a roar, he swung the sword and slashed at the Terracotta Warriors standing in front of him.

In an instant, the wind blows up with the sword, the sleeves of the clothes are blown, the sword light is cold, and the stone rain splashes.

The epee trembled, the blade groaned, and the sword intent lingered, and the sword wind suddenly flew from the epee.

Lin Yuan roared violently, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he swung the barren bone epee fiercely.

He didn't reserve any spiritual power, and violently poured out the spiritual pressure in his body, venting the stagnation in his heart.

Wherever the epee touched, several Terracotta Warriors must have been smashed to pieces.

In the mausoleum hall, gusts of wind whistled, and the broken limbs of the terracotta warriors were scattered everywhere.

Outside the copper coffin, there was silence.

The crowd first watched the young Emperor Qing call out the flying sword hastily, and fled from the top of the mountain.

Seeing him smashing horizontally and vertically like a violent massacre, he poured out his unhappiness.

一个个忍不住叹首ヘ发;于，群*9?8EUR0？2ュ[email protected]?8ヘ5?6息,心中一时感触，不甚滋味。

Among them, some are monks in Qingdi City.

On weekdays, I have seen Emperor Qing come and go in and out of the Imperial City from time to time, and I have witnessed his heroic appearance.

But they have never seen when Qingdi had the kind of appearance just now, which can be described as a mess.

And even if he was besieged by the monk alliance, he did not appear in such a hysterical state.

But now, because of Qin Zhimu, she has become like this.

The word love can be said to hurt people deeply.

Only then did everyone realize it.

The young Emperor Qing should have a similar affection for Princess Zhimu.

If he really didn't have the slightest feeling for Qin Zhimu, he would never leave a word and run away in a hurry like now.

The young Emperor Qing was trying to escape Qin Zhimu's prayers for him.

He was avoiding himself and the true thoughts in his heart.

"Emperor Qing is usually majestic and majestic, but he never thought that when he was young, he would be so green and flustered when facing love."

有人忍不住摇头感叹首ヘ发;于，群*9?8EUR0？2ュ[email protected]?8ヘ5?6。

"Seeing him like this, I can't help but think that when I first fell in love, I also messed up myself."

"Emperor Qing has his own choice, which is actually understandable, but I feel sorry for Princess Zhimu, who mustered up so much courage and said so many words, but couldn't get the desired response."

Everyone whispered and couldn't help but feel sorry for Qin Zhimu back then.

"How else can you respond? If you were a young Qing Emperor, what would you do?" Someone asked back.

"Is it just to accept the princess's love openly like this, without caring about anything, and take her far away?"

"The sky is big and the earth is big, how can there be a place to stay? Bloody enmity, is it so easy to let go?"

"On the contrary, if he hadn't chosen this way, I don't think he would be Qingdi."

"..."

You come and go and comment a few words, and everyone's discussion gradually subsides.

The sound in the screen finally calmed down after a desperate bombardment.

The desolate bone epee fell to the ground with a bang, stars appeared in front of Lin Yuan's eyes, and wengs rang in his ears.

He was on his back and fell down.

The spiritual power in the body poured out in a short period of time, and the spiritual veins and roots of the whole body exceeded the load.

Lin Yuan was panting like a cow, and had to use his mouth to assist breathing, making a wheezing sound.

After gasping for breath for a while, he gradually calmed down.

"Heh...Lin Yuan..."

He opened his eyes and let out a bitter laugh that seemed to be mocking himself.

"You're such a coward...that's right, a clown..."

Lin Yuan turned his head to the side and looked forward.

Those shattered terracotta warriors have been reassembled one by one during his panting period, returning to their original state.

But the relationship between him and Qin Zhimu can no longer be the same as before.

Between the two, the layer of tacit and delicate window paper has been pierced and cannot be repaired.

From the moment he refused, from the moment he fled in a hurry, he didn't have the courage to face Qin Zhimu again.

Let alone how to repair this relationship.

Lin Yuan raised his left hand, wiped it with his right hand, and took out the sound transmission jade.

The moment he saw the dim Sound Transmission Jade, the little bit of anticipation on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Qin Zhimu did not send him a message.

He couldn't help but worry in his heart.