Married and Obedient to the Husband

The world is vast, eyes are all white, the person who smiled at him yesterday is separated by a cold coffin today, and he will never see each other again in this life, and he will not even have time to call him daddy.

Hate, hate so much.

Long Qirui's eyes were red, he just spat out a mouthful of blood, he woke up from fainting for half a day, and after waking up for a long time, the army set off again, directly attacking Huanglong.

He owes nothing to anyone, he wants to step into the imperial city, and he wants to trample all those who hurt him under his feet.

"Daddy, we are about to enter the imperial city. Father is still waiting for you inside. My son will take you back." Long Qirui murmured, behind him were eight horses pulling a flatbed cart with a coffin on it .

A white cloth was tied on Long Qirui's head, and so were the soldiers under him. The white cloth fluttered in the wind, and the coldness spread from the bottom of his heart, making the depressed people want to cry.

The sadness in my heart spread little by little, and a huge rock was suppressed in my heart, almost suffocating.

Yan Mo could only watch Long Qirui's army leave, and murmured helplessly, "I'm sorry."

The little bit of blood under the hem of the clothes slowly spread, and the pain came suddenly, which was magnified hundreds of times. Yan Mo knelt on one knee, clutching his lower abdomen, unable to straighten up, how could it be so painful.

With the loss of blood from the lower body, Yan Mo felt as if the little life in his belly would also slip away. Yan Mo held his belly with both hands, and opened his mouth to call Long Qirui to stop, but he could only watch him helplessly. The back view of riding a big horse and going resolutely.

"A Rui," a sad voice overflowed his mouth, Yan Mo gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, he couldn't fall down, for the sake of the flesh and blood in his belly, he must go back.

Yanmo gritted his teeth, and stood up staggeringly. He stumbled all the way, fell and then got up, got up and fell again, his body was covered with bruises, but it was not as painful as the pain in his heart.

Ah Rui, Ah Rui, do you really hate me?Ah Rui, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

Tears blurred his vision, Juechen's face was covered with dust and mess, and the skin on the palms of his hands was torn, and Yan Mo kept walking back with support.

He and Ah Rui still have a child, this child is the only bond between them, he is reluctant to let go, he cannot lose this only bond.

The pain in the abdomen was almost numb, Yan Mo walked step by step, but he didn't know where he went.

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded in my ears, "My lord!"

It seemed to be Xiner's voice, Yanmo tried hard to see the other party clearly, but his vision was blurred, Xiner rushed over in a panic, helped Yanmo who was about to fall, his face was full of tears " Son, what's the matter with you?"

Yanmo's palm was icy cold, as if he had died.

"Xin'er," he seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, "Xin'er, save my child, Xiner is fine." Yanmo said tremblingly, with trembling lips.

"Come on, come on." Xiner wiped away the tears on her face and shouted in a hurry.

The pain was excruciating, wouldn't a person pass out? He hadn't passed out yet, Yanmo stared at the ceiling above his head in a daze, why was he so awake.

He opened his eyes wide, and heard Li Ye's indistinct words, "I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this child."

Yan Mo trembled all over, grabbed Li Ye's sleeve fiercely, and begged weakly, "Please, save him."

Li Ye sighed, and stared at him sadly, "It's too late."

Is it too late?Yanmo's last sliver of strength seemed to be taken away with his words, he let go of his hand little by little, and the last gleam of brilliance in his eyes was instantly extinguished, it was too late.

There is nothing more heartbreaking and desperate than these three words. After all, can't even leave this little fetter?

"Haha..." He laughed sadly, his thin body trembled slightly on the bed, tears came out of his laughter, is it too late?

"You...don't do this." Seeing that Yan Mo had no hope of giving birth, Li Ye hurriedly dissuaded him. After racking his brains, he finally thought of a way, so he hurriedly said, "It's not that there is no way at all. , trade your life for your life, do you want to do it?"

Yanmo's dejected look was dazzling in an instant, and even Li Ye was a little crazy, "As long as I can save my child, I can do anything."

"Okay, now that you have decided, then I have nothing to say. This way is to feed this child with your own hard work. I will try to induce labor for you until he is seven months old, but I'm afraid you insist In a month, this method is very insidious, maybe in less than a month, you will exhaust your efforts and die."

"I don't mind." Yanmo shook his head, and hugged his stomach with his hands, as if he was caring for his most precious thing.

The emperor passed away, and the crisis in the imperial city was not completely resolved. Long Qirui's hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded the imperial city tightly, and Gao Li's subordinates in the imperial city were also ready for battle, and the two sides were on the verge of breaking out.

The two armies faced each other, Gao Li and Long Qirui met again, Long Qirui looked at him with a look of hatred, this look made Gao Li stunned, not long ago he looked at his father with this look , Now that the person has gone, his hatred will also go with the weather.

Long Qirui stared at him coldly, the coffin behind him was lying quietly, the sword in his hand was shining, "I will fight you to the death."

There is determination in Long Qirui's eyes, a kind of determination that sees through life and death, and kills the world.

Gao Li silently rode his horse forward, and at the same time, the weapon at his waist came out, and the weapon drew a sharp figure in the air, flat on his chest, which was a kind of respect for his opponent.

"I won and you hand over my father's body to me." Long Qirui said in a deep voice.

"He is also my royal father." Gao Li corrected Long Qirui's speech.

"I didn't recognize you as my family."

"That's great, I won't admit that I'm your brother."

After the words were finished, the sword edge was drawn out, and the two rose into the air, and the swords struck each other, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, sparks splashed everywhere, the two turned around in the air, one went back and forth but did not see the ground, but rose up into the air, The sound of the clash of the weapons was thrilling.There was a violent gust of wind between the two of them, their faces could not be seen clearly in the flying sand and rocks, but the crisp sound of weapons could be vaguely heard.

The two sides stood ready, staring at the two people in the middle of the battlefield intently, until the wind stopped, and the two took a step back at the same time, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

However, in this moment, Long Qirui leaned forward and pierced Gao Li's chest with his sword. Gao Li also stabilized his retreating body, and the sword came out horizontally.

With a puff, the swords pierced their respective chests, and the two of them barely stopped together, their eyes met, one was hostile and the other was deep.

"I've hated you since the first time I saw you." Gao Li said in a deep voice, not paying any attention to the dripping blood on his chest.

Long Qirui snorted coldly, his clothes were also soaked with blood, but he just said coldly, "I hate you too."

After all, both of them took a step back, the sword was pulled out from the body, and the blood gushed out, but the two of them didn't realize it, one turned around, the light and shadow intertwined, turned the sword in their hands again, and kept fighting.

This is a battle of kings, and the heaven, earth, sun and moon are also overshadowed by it. All the people present watched with wide-eyed eyes, without blinking.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of craters had been blown out of the flat ground. Both of them were out of breath, their clothes were soaked with blood, but they showed no intention of stopping.

Once again, the two swords slashed together, and the two used their internal strength on the sword, holding each other, refusing to take a step back.

"I won't lose." Long Qirui gritted his teeth, he wanted to transport his father's body out and bury it with his father.

At that time, I seemed to hate him very much. That His Royal Highness, who was surrounded by everyone and was as dazzling as the sun, was favored by his father and loved by his uncle. Everyone revolved around him, even if he wanted the moon in the sky. Someone will take it off for him, so the first sight of seeing him there is very annoying, as if he took everything away from him.

But now, this proud crown prince who was admired by all the stars lost everything overnight, and the hatred in his eyes was the same as that of himself yesterday.

This person has the same blood as himself, but scenes from his childhood jumped out at this moment. Even though he was only three or four years old, he vaguely remembered Long Qirui holding his hand and calling him affectionate. The appearance of the younger brother.

I remember he seemed to say, Ye'er, if you become the emperor in the future, I will be your general, so that those barbarians will not dare to bully you.The crown prince at that time was him, Long Qiye.

The stubbornness in his heart was instantly disintegrated at this moment, Gao Li suddenly withdrew the sword in his hand, Long Qirui was unprepared, the sword pierced Gao Li's chest straight, and fell on Gao Li's shoulder, Long Qirui Rui was stunned before he understood what was going on, but he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking. Gao Li stretched out a hand to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and called out "Brother" in a painful and mournful voice.

But at this moment, the sword in Long Qirui's hand had pierced him to the core, but he couldn't feel any pain at this moment.

Long Qirui stood there dumbfounded, his eyes were full of astonishment, he didn't know why, but the sobbing, sad and unstoppable cry fell in his heart.

"Brother, let's stop fighting, okay, father is dead, and we are all orphans."

Gao Li spat out a mouthful of blood as he spoke.

Long Qirui stared at Gao Li in a trance, looking at the dark red blood, which was exactly the same as the blood flowing in his body, they were brothers who were connected by flesh and blood.

The hand holding the sword was unconsciously released slowly.

"Brother." He wanted to call him that a long time ago. He watched him walk in front of him proudly surrounded by everyone, and wanted to call him, but he couldn't make a sound.

Long Qirui stood there stiffly, Gao Li was already in tears, the proud and resolute man didn't cry when his father and mother died, and he didn't cry when he suffered all kinds of hardships when he was a child, only at this moment his emotions didn't change. Under control, tears flowed down.

Long Qirui stared blankly at Gao Li, he knew that he could never take revenge from now on, and he also couldn't do anything.