Women's procrastination can't be said

Song Yuyan didn't dare to accept it, and immediately knelt on the ground, and several people knelt down after her.

"Runrun, do you remember? In the Great Awakening Ceremony 11 years ago, I promised that children who reached the seventh floor and above would be able to receive my personal guidance. I have always remembered it, and I am waiting for the day when I can teach you personally... It's a pity...it's too late now, but you don't need it anymore." Song Yan smiled happily, full of relief.

Song Yuyan was crying so much that she couldn't speak clearly: "No... no... Daddy... there will be, there will be a chance..."

"Live well." Song Yan said.

Song Yuyan nodded heavily.

He looked at Song Qingwu again, and the latter's tense body made his heart ache.

"Qingwu, I will never have the chance to tell you the answer to that question. But, soon, you will know everything." Song Yan looked at her with dark eyes.Gently turning a blood-stained finger on the thumb, a black light flashed past.

"Father." Song Qingwu knelt down and saluted.

Song Yan couldn't hold back his tears at that moment, his Adam's apple moved, but he still didn't say it out.

Very well, he has been very happy in his life.Three children, all excellent...

He withdrew his gaze and faced Song Gong and the Luo family couple next to him. "Gongdi, Uncle Luo, and Aunt Fu, surrender, this will save your lives."

Song Gong lowered his face and said loudly: "Impossible! The four of us will live and die together."

Luo Feng also frowned and was unwilling to agree. "How can we leave you alone? I grew up watching you, and everyone knows your aversion to those who surrender. Do you think we are this kind of people? Surrender in order to survive?" Luo Feng was not seriously injured. , speaking still full of momentum, after he finished speaking, he glanced coldly at those Song people who had surrendered on the stage.

"Listen to me." Song Yan sighed, "You are all loyal ministers of my Great Song Dynasty, and I know your loyalty. However, you should be loyal to the people instead of me, Song Yan, and loyal to the country not the king. Besides , The Great Song Dynasty did not die, it just changed hands. The people of the Great Song Dynasty still need you, so there is no need for you to die here."

Luo Feng frowned, and didn't refute anymore, feeling very helpless in his heart.

Song Yan looked towards the viewing platform, and his voice increased: "The city owners and officials who have surrendered, I don't blame you, because I know the value of life. Because of this war, too many people in the Song Kingdom have died. Someone dies again. Everyone, please remember the advice from my predecessor, loyal to the country and sincere to the people, that is what you should do.”

The Song people in the stands over there were all silent, and they all showed some guilt.

"You guys, are you going to surrender?" He Mingshuang looked at Song Guo and Luo's couple, and asked in a deep voice.

"I..." Song Gong frowned tightly, hesitating.

"I think what Song Guojun said is right. You are not fighting abroad, but just changing hands. If you suffer heavy losses here, it will be a fatal blow to Song Guo." He Mingshuang kindly reminded.

Song Gong looked at Luo Feng, waiting for him to make a decision.

Luo Feng took a deep look at Song Yan, and said word by word: "We, Jiang!"

He Mingshuang waved his hand, and Song Feng reluctantly released Song Gong and Luo's couple.

The three bowed deeply to Song Yan.

Song Yan smiled softly, and said to Song Feng: "The new official took office three fires, and you have burned a lot of land in the Song Dynasty. This is the first one. You killed too many people and soldiers in the Song Dynasty, and their blood is the first one. Two. Let my blood be the third here, and in the future, I will be the king of this country."

Song Feng didn't like him talking to him in an educational tone, and his face turned dark.But he still didn't lose his mind and did it directly, but looked at He Mingshuang and asked.

He Mingshuang closed his eyes.

I don't know how many times I recalled the scenes decades ago. The man in black helped him too much, but he never repaid him.Even repaying kindness with resentment, participating in Song Feng's conspiracy...

He opened his eyes and nodded.

Despite the reluctance, these personal feelings are still put behind the current national interests.

The moment he nodded, many people laughed, such as Song Feng, he was finally going to get rid of Song Yan, a confidant.

Song Feng couldn't wait to recruit the executioner.

A reckless man, his body smelled of blood and stench, and the knife he was holding was even stained with blood - a butcher's knife.

Song Yan smiled bitterly.

I didn't expect to be insulted like this when I was dying.

Thinking of him, Song Yan's life as a soldier, he ended up like this in the end.

Looking at the bloody palace, Song Yan felt very relaxed.

When will he be able to call himself "I" without any scruples?For so many years, even in front of his family, he has called himself this way. The title "Gu" is a heavy burden. Now he can finally let go of this burden...

He is not worried about Song Feng.Because they are all old, their time has passed, and the present world will one day be dominated by young people...

Song Yan looked at Song Qingwu and the others.

Although they are tired and embarrassed now, there is a sense of arrogance covering them. They will be abandoned, and they will experience escape and pain, but these will only be paving stones.He believes that one day, this war-torn world will finally be at peace.

This is his wish, and he has no time to realize it or even watch others realize it, but he has great trust in these young people.

He looked at Song Qingwu with a smile on his lips.After all, Song Qingwu was that person's child.

And Ru'er, the person he loves the most in this life, Yin Ziran took her away, and will definitely let her live a good life.He doesn't have to worry about Song Yanjun and Song Yuyan. Since He Mingshuang wants to protect them, their lives are not in danger.

Feeling that the worry in his heart was completely let go, he stood up, the blood on the ground had spread widely, his face was pale, and his steps were weak. Those He Jun saw that he had no fighting power and did not suppress him any more.

"Ah Feng..." Song Yan approached Song Feng with a low voice.

Song Feng's pupils shrank.

Then Song Yan whispered in Song Feng's ear, no one knew what he said, everyone could only see Song Feng's wild face, he pushed Song Yan away forcefully, and the filthy knife.

"Boom." There was not even the sound of flesh being cut, only the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Before Song Yan finished speaking, his mouth was slightly opened, but the head had already fallen to the ground.

At the moment when the heads were separated, Song Yan didn't make any sound...

A generation of heroes died under a butcher's knife just like that...

"No!" Song Yuyan's frightened voice resounded through the palace.She yelled, and the fishy sweetness was already tasted in her throat.

A thunder flashed across the sky, and the clear sky suddenly changed its face.

Song Qingwu lowered her head, trembling all over, a cold and violent aura appeared little by little, no one noticed her strangeness.

Song Feng's face was splattered with blood, and with trembling hands, he took out an inner alchemy from his arms, which had Song Yan's aura on it.

As soon as he stuffed it into the black hole in Song Yan's abdomen, he turned around and walked away. The faint light shone on him from top to bottom, casting a shadow. At this time, his back view could not be said to be proud, but rather kind Inexplicably bleak.

The entire viewing platform, laughing and crying, many Song people feel that their sky seems to have collapsed...

He Zixia was so uncomfortable that he almost fell off his seat. Thanks to He Mingshuang's eyesight, he quickly supported him. He Mingshuang closed his eyes forcefully, and his pupils hurt.

After a moment of silence, he opened his eyes and untied He Zixia without saying a word.

As soon as He Zixia was let go, he was about to run down.

"Don't try to take revenge." He Mingshuang looked at him coldly, "Song Feng is a madman, he is already dead, and nothing he can do will help. You come back with me, and I will let you be the prince."

He Mingshuang's next words stopped He Zixia's pace.

"But, you also participated in this conspiracy!" He Zixia sneered.

"It's too common to act against your will. Don't worry about anything else, we'll leave now." He Mingshuang just smiled, his eyes were extremely deep.

He Zixia frowned, clenched his fists, and lowered his head. Instead of watching the bloody scene, he looked at the few people bound by iron chains below.

Song Yuyan fell to the ground crying.

Song Qingwu knelt upright, expressionless, without saying a word.

Song Yanjun was also choked with sobs and his face was pale.

Unrequited Love's little voice was hoarse from crying.

Zhu Rong knelt, knocked his head to the ground, and trembled.

Luo Ziyan's face turned pale, and he looked like he couldn't believe it.

He Zixia looked at his familiar partners and felt the weakness all over his body. The strength of the cartilage powder had not passed, and he was full of anxiety. Song Qingwu was in the worst condition now, but he was unable to save her...

"I'll go back with you, but please save their lives." He Zixia quieted down strangely. Although he stopped making trouble, his fair skin flushed with anger.

He has to endure.

He Mingshuang took a deep look at him, turned around and walked down.The Crown Prince of He Guo was always beside them. Hearing He Mingshuang's words, he froze in place as if he had been swept away by a thunderbolt, unable to move.

He Zixia followed He Mingshuang down in silence.Everyone followed the two of them, and everyone seemed to have forgotten about this dispensable prince...

So behind He Zixia's back, that shadowy gaze followed like a shadow.

He Mingshuang didn't go to see Song Yan's body over there, but walked in front of Song Feng.

"Don't give the world a reason to talk, and bury him generously." When He Mingshuang said this, his tone was full of threats, but his heart was still full of uncertainty.In fact, Song Feng's act of killing the king and seizing the throne is destined to attract dissatisfaction from the world. Even if he does not handle Song Yan's affairs well, at most he will be charged with an additional crime in the history books. He thinks the possibility of Song Feng agreeing not big.

Song Feng kept his back to He Mingshuang all the time, didn't say anything, but nodded gently.

He Mingshuang narrowed his eyes, and said "The rest of you, please take care of yourself" before turning around and leaving without nostalgia.

He Zixia didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but watched Song Qingwu and the others getting more and more collapsed, and clenched his hands tightly.

He Mingshuang's so-called protection of Song Yan's child's life is nothing more than an understatement of "I can do it myself"...

He didn't know how long it had been since he felt this kind of powerlessness, and he couldn't do anything about watching them suffer.

He Mingshuang won't help him, with his current status, no one will help him!

So he has to endure and climb up!

Turning his head to meet the creepy gaze of Prince He Guo, He Zixia couldn't ignore the chilling back, but he smiled.

Behind Crown Prince He was Song Qingwu's gaze from a distance, and He Zixia looked at her.

live.

Song Qingwu said the same three words to Yin Qinxi to him.He Zixia couldn't hear, but could see her mouth clearly.

"wait for me."

When turning around, a drop of clear tear slid down the cheek, so unwilling, so painful.He Zixia raised his hand to wipe it away, and when the sleeves slid off, revealing those unusually cold blue eyes.

The warm aqua blue deepens bit by bit.

The sea, ah, not only ease.The ink color under the light blue is the abyss...

Qingwu, you must wait for me...

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