The little general is a pretty wolf wife

Wu Jiang's silver armor was stained with blood. He was old, but he was still the majestic general.

He waved his hand to stop the advance of the soldiers behind him.

Standing alone in front of Zhang Juezhi.Zhang Juezhi's knife rested on Yu Hualan's bloody face. Behind him, the soldiers were trembling.

"Zhang Juezhi, if you let the emperor go, your family may still be saved." Wu Jiang said lightly.

"Old man, do you know that the emperor's hands are also stained with the blood of the monarch you are loyal to?" Zhang Juezhi said with a sneer.

Wu Jiang didn't answer.

Yuhualan laughed out loud.

He couldn't see anything clearly, "Grandpa, you still don't understand, the general knows what I'm doing, he just used me as a bait to get you to rebel, otherwise, how could you control the imperial city so easily?" Woolen cloth?"

Wu Jiang raised his eyes lightly to look at the precarious emperor, but did not speak.

Zhang Juezhi was stunned.

Yu Hualan didn't know where Wu Jiang was standing, she looked over with her intuition, and said loudly, "General, you should have killed me yourself to avenge your father, but..."

Yu Hualan showed a big smile, a smile of relief, with trickling blood still oozing from her forehead.

"In my life, I can't help myself too much. Let me dominate the last moment." Yu Hualan said with a low smile.

Wu Jiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and Eunuch Liu shouted to the emperor...

Yuhualan Baiyu's hands grasped the blade against him—thick blood dripped down, without the slightest hesitation, he pulled it suddenly——

Blood gushed out from that snow-white neck desperately, spraying, forming a beautiful arc in the air...

Hot blood splashed on Zhang Juezhi's face, Zhang Juezhi let go of the sword and pushed it away in a daze.

The bloody sword fell to the ground... blood dripped on it continuously...

Yu Hualan smiled and knelt down. He was still wearing bright yellow obscene clothes, his face was bare, and he was a little blue from the cold in the winter...

Blood spewed out from the neck like a small river, and in an instant, it dyed the bright yellow red.Yu Hualan felt as if she saw it, he stretched out his hand, and there, Feng Qing was waving to him in a light and shadow——

Yu Hualan fell to the ground, her slender eyelashes trembled, and finally closed, and could no longer be opened.

Everyone was stunned, and time froze for a moment.

Everyone stared blankly at the emperor who fell to the ground.

That snow-white face could no longer be seen clearly amidst the blood.

Eunuch Liu stood up slowly, walked to the bed, picked up a quilt, half crawled over, and covered Yu Hualan.

"The emperor has always said that he is cold these days." Eunuch Liu knelt beside Yu Hualan, "No matter who wants to be emperor, you can't treat a patient like this..." Eunuch Liu covered his eyes, the clear liquid It flowed from between the fingers, "It's too cold, really, it's too cold..."

……

Zhang Juezhi was killed on the spot, and all the soldiers he brought were taken away except for the dead ones.

Wu Jiang looked at one master and one servant.

Eunuch Liu looked at Wu Jiang with tears on his face, "Our family is also responsible for the death of the late emperor, General, our family will not live alone."

"The emperor has no one to accompany him." Eunuch Liu smiled, "General, the emperor said that he has a request."

"Please tell me." Wu Jiang said.

"In this Jade Dragon Hall, too many blood relatives of the emperor have died. The emperor believes that he is not qualified to be buried in the imperial tomb, so please, together with the emperor and this old slave, burn this place with a torch."

Wu Jiang was silent for a long time.Outside the door, there was a rare sunny day in winter, and the ice and snow faintly showed signs of melting.

Eunuch Liu was not in a hurry, he just waited quietly.

"Okay." Wu Jiang replied.

In the end, Wu Jiang carried Yu Hualan back to the dragon bed together with the quilt.

Eunuch Liu squatted beside the bed, wiping the blood off Yu Hualan's face little by little.

Wu Jiang kowtowed three times to Yu Hualan and left.

The fire began to spread, and Yu Hualan's face gradually disappeared in the flames soaring into the sky...

Wu Jiang knelt there and closed his eyes.

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"Just surrender like this!?" Feng Qing looked at the surrender letter in surprise.

Bai Jiu frowned.

This battle is like a game.When they arrived at the rebellious place, the other party locked the city gate, and occasionally sent one or two teams out, shouted for a while, and then retreated.

It doesn't look like mutiny at all.

On the third day, the other party actually opened the city gate and presented a letter of surrender.

Only then did they know that Nangongwang had been buried in the soil.

Yu Hualin stood up and said, "I always feel that there will be..."

Before Yu Hualin finished speaking, a mourning horn was blown outside, and it rang throughout the three armies.

The surrender letter in Feng Qing's hand fell to the ground.

A soldier came to the army tent on horseback, holding a bright yellow imperial decree in his hand, with a white cloth tied on his head, shouting: "Your Majesty, you are dead!"

"The emperor!! is dead!!!"

"The emperor!! He is dead!!"

……

The huge Jade Dragon Palace was burned to ashes.There was even a thin layer of snow covering the ruins.

Black and white, so vivid!

Feng Qing stood here dumbfounded, the cold wind blowing his wide fiery red sleeves, and his long black hair wrapped around him.

how come……

The eunuch in his palace came over, Feng Qing grabbed the young eunuch by the collar, and almost growled, "Why didn't he inform me of something wrong!"

The little eunuch was just an ordinary bird demon, who was so frightened that he turned into a sparrow in an instant, shaking his body and said: "You, before you left, you said, from now on, you don't even want to know about the emperor's affairs... ...Call me a servant...don't bother you with news..."

Feng Qing was stunned.

How ironic... He took a few steps back unsteadily, and the little sparrow demon flew away in an instant.

Feng Qing's eyes widened, he just felt that the world lost its color in an instant.

A young eunuch with delicate features came over, holding a delicate little box.

He knelt down in front of Feng Qing respectfully, "See Master Guoshi."

"Get out!" Feng Qing looked at the ruins in a daze, and said lightly.

"Sir, Master Guoshi, this is the emperor who ordered the slaves to give it to you." The little eunuch handed over the small box.

Feng Qing took the box with trembling hands, opened it, and saw that it was the Phoenix jade pendant that he exchanged wine with Yuan Jia, and there was also a colorful Phoenix feather.

Other than that, not a single word was spoken.

Feng Qing knelt down, grabbed the little eunuch by the collar, and asked: "He didn't, he didn't leave it for me, what do you say—"

The little eunuch looked at him numbly, and said, "My lord, after you left, the emperor has been in a coma and was too sick to speak. On the day the emperor passed away, the sword was wiped across his neck like this. Master Guoshi, what do you think such an emperor can leave behind?"

Feng Qing let go of her hand little by little, and the knife wiped across her neck...

Tears dripped from my eyes, what can I say...

Feng Qing slammed the box shut, and he wiped away his tears.

Yuhualan is the emperor star, he will become a fairy.He is going to heaven, waiting for him, looking for him.

Feng Qing put the box back into her arms and disappeared into this land.

The little eunuch knelt there, snow covered his eyes.