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The fireworks all over the sky illuminated the Mingxuan Hall as if it were daytime, and also allowed Chen Jingyu to see clearly the corpses all over the ground.

These palace people were still looking forward to watching the fireworks in Laba, but in the blink of an eye, they lost their breath.

It was Chen Jingyu who brought them an indiscriminate disaster.

Chen Jingyu was heartbroken, and when Li Zhiying was about to step forward, he pointed his sword at his throat, his eyes full of resentment.

Li Zhiying's eyes changed again and again, and finally fixed in disbelief, "You want to kill this hall?"

"Your Highness," Chen Jingyu said tremblingly, he could see Xiaoyu's wide eyes as if he was accusing him, "These people are so innocent, why do you want to kill them?"

Li Zhiying said coldly, "When did you become so benevolent as a woman?"

The tone seemed to crush a group of ants to death.

Chen Jingyu had always known that Li Zhiying would do anything for power, but such a careless life still chilled him.

Once he was blinded by love and could do everything for Li Zhiying, but he had long since awakened and would never make the same mistakes again and again.

Today, he wants to personally end the eight-year relationship between him and Li Zhiying, and redeem his sins.

"I won't go with you," Chen Jingyu said firmly, his grip on the sword became tighter, "Stop being obsessed with obsession."

Li Zhiying closed his eyes in disappointment, and said, "You still can't see the situation clearly, is it possible that you think the third brother will trust you again?"

It directly hit Chen Jingyu's most painful place.

He smiled sadly, raised his sword and stepped forward, "Believe it or not, I don't care anymore."

Li Zhiying's eyes were sharp, and he hid aside before Chen Jingyu's sword came up. Seeing that it was getting late, and no one could leave if it was delayed any longer, he became ruthless, and struck the back of Chen Jingyu's neck with his palm. Not knowing martial arts, not Li Zhiying's opponent, he dodged for a while and still couldn't dodge, then his wrist hurt, and the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Jingyu, whether you are willing or unwilling today, this hall will also kidnap you."

Li Zhiying's voice was stern, and he took Chen Jingyu all the way out of Mingxuan Hall.

Surrounded by more than 30 dead men outside, all of them are Li Zhiying's confidantes, he has been lurking in the palace for more than three months, coordinating internally and externally, he finally got today's opportunity, and he is determined to break out of the encirclement.

Wherever it passed, fireworks were in full bloom and blood spread.

Li Zhiying pinched Chen Jingyu's neck and made it difficult to move, so he had to follow step by step.

This battle had already alarmed the guards, more than 30 people were protecting Li Zhiying, but they were outnumbered, and when they reached the gate of the palace, Li Zhiying had only a handful of people around him.

Chen Jingyu thought he was going to die here today, but there was no panic in his heart, and he was relieved instead.

Li Zhiying's sword was covered with blood, dripping down drop by drop.

"Jingyu, tell me, can this hall break out of the siege?"

Chen Jingyu heard Li Zhiying whispering in his ear, but couldn't hear joy or sorrow.

At this moment, he was rather confused, and couldn't help looking at Li Zhiying's face. From his point of view, Li Zhiying's cheeks were stained with blood. He knew that there was no way forward, but he didn't panic at all, as if... this is him desired result.

"Actually, I don't feel wronged to die with you."

For the first time, he didn't use the word "Ben Dian" in front of Chen Jingyu, and Chen Jingyu's heart was agitated. At this moment, Li Zhiying turned around and smiled at him. The smile was the same as when they first met, with an indescribably suave and high-spirited smile.

"You don't want to leave the palace at all." Chen Jingyu said straight.

Li Zhiying burst out laughing in the midst of the killing, smiled, looked at Chen Jingyu deeply, and stopped hiding, "Jingyu also knows me."

In his current situation, there is no momentum for a comeback. The situation has already been decided, but he just doesn't want to lose so badly.

Li Zhiyuan can't win everything, Jiangshan and Chen Jingyu, he always has to win one.

Chen Jingyu showed a slightly sad expression, "It's okay..."

If all the sins can be wiped out tonight, what's the point of taking his insignificant life?

Suddenly, the surroundings suddenly lit up, and Li Zhiying and the others were surrounded by torches.

On the city wall higher than the sky, a figure slowly walked out in the hands of a bow and arrow. Chen Jingyu watched from afar. Tonight, Li Zhiyuan was dressed in a dragon robe. His face was as white as jade and as majestic as a mountain. He really looked like an emperor.

With such a long distance, he couldn't see clearly, and he felt awe.

"Li Zhiying," Li Zhiyuan's voice was resonant in the firelight, "don't struggle needlessly, just grab it with your hands."

Following his words, the archer pointed the arrow in the direction of Li Zhiying.

Chen Jingyu stood in the blood, without resistance or fear.

"Seventh Brother, your blood is thicker than water, can you really do it?" Li Zhiying smiled lightly, and pushed Chen Jingyu to the front, "Or, can you do it to him?"

Chen Jingyu stood in front of Li Zhiying, raised his head and looked at Li Zhiyuan, he saw that Li Zhiyuan's stern expression did not change at all, even though he knew that he was insignificant in Li Zhiyuan's heart, but seeing that Li Zhiyuan didn't care, he still couldn't hide his pain.

On that day, Chen Jingyu revealed something to Li Zhiyuan, and Li Zhiyuan set up a net in the palace, and Mingxuan Palace also deployed, but he did not expect that Li Zhiying would hold Chen Jingyu with all his strength. When Li Zhiyuan learned that Chen Jingyu was taken away by Li Zhiying, He was so shocked that he broke the glazed cup in his hand, but he didn't dare to show any concern for Chen Jingyu in front of Li Zhiying.

The more you care about it, the more you will expose your weakness to the enemy, and the more dangerous Chen Jingyu will be.

In this way, he had no choice but to pretend to be indifferent, and to be a ruthless person, "Rebellious ministers and thieves should be punished for their crimes, so I have no worries."

Hearing this, Chen Jingyu's heart was no longer disturbed. He was even glad that Li Zhiyuan had finally grown into a decisive emperor. From now on, he would no longer be deceived by someone with ulterior motives like him, and he would no longer be hurt for no reason.

Li Zhiying laughed loudly, he held Chen Jingyu's hand and said, "Did you hear that, he wants your life?"

Chen Jingyu turned his face to the side, and said calmly, "Third Highness, are you afraid of death?"

Li Zhiying was stunned by his unreasonable question.

"No one is not afraid of death, right?" Chen Jingyu said immediately.

He and Li Zhiying have known each other for eight years, no one else knows, but he and Li Zhiying can be regarded as sympathetic people.

His own mother died tragically, he recognized a thief as his mother, his father ignored him, and he was blinded all the time. Li Zhiying grew up amidst ridicule and pain. He loves power and power as a matter of course.

How lonely the road to Huangquan is, will Li Zhiying be afraid?

Chen Jingyu held Li Zhiying's hand instead, showing a faint smile, "I'll accompany you."

Li Zhiying's eyes flickered, his fingers were cold, and the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by an indescribable misery.

After years of strategizing, he ended up losing everything. Fortunately, there are still people who feel the same way for him.

"Jingyu, do you know..."

His voice was too low, Chen Jingyu turned his ears to listen, but Li Zhiying opened and closed his lips, but pushed Chen Jingyu away.

Li Zhiyuan's eyes were cold, and he waved his hand immediately. More than a dozen arrows shot out, cut through the sky, and pierced into Li Zhiying's body, making a dull sound.

Chen Jingyu's eyes were wide open, and amidst howling, he read Li Zhiying's lips.

He said, I don't want you to die with me.

Li Zhiying fell into a pool of blood, the fireworks in the sky were still going off, they were extremely bright, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and found a phantom in his hand.

He is 28 years old this year. He was blinded by illusions for the first half of his life and fettered by power for the second half of his life. Now, he can finally let go of everything and sleep forever.

So what if he lost everything, but fortunately, there were still people who felt sorry for him and cried for him before he died.

He recalled the past with Chen Jingyu, if... if... it was just wishful thinking.

Chen Jingyu staggered and threw himself on Li Zhiyuan, crying silently, his upper and lower teeth chattering uncontrollably, making him unable to utter half a complete sentence.

Li Zhiying was covered in blood, which blended into his black night clothes.

"Remember me," Li Zhiying clenched Chen Jingyu's clothes with the last bit of strength, "Chen Jingyu, don't forget me."

He lived for 28 years, and only Chen Jingyu kept him in his heart like a treasure. Before he died, he only wanted to grasp this last bit of warmth.

Chen Jingyu wiped away the blood gushing from the corner of his lips with his sleeve, and choked up his name, "Li Zhiying."

Not the third prince of the Southern Dynasty, but Li Zhiying.

Li Zhiying wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Chen Jingyu hugged him and called his name every sentence, hoping to guide him on the way to Huangquan.

In the next life, don't join the emperor's family again.

When Li Zhiyuan ran down the city wall without dignity, what he saw from a distance was the scene of Chen Jingyu crying while hugging Li Zhiying in a pool of blood.

Chen Jingyu was enveloped in great sadness, which made Li Zhiyuan dare not go forward.

He was afraid of seeing Chen Jingyu's hateful eyes, afraid that between him and Chen Jingyu, there would be a Li Zhiying who couldn't get over it.

It was Chen Jingyu who saw him first, and then kowtowed to Li Zhiyuan tremblingly.

Seeing this scene, Cai Zhuo who was beside Li Zhiyuan couldn't help but draw his sword to meet him, and said angrily, "Your Majesty, such rebellious officials and thieves must not stay any longer."

Cai Zhuo wanted to get rid of Chen Jingyu wholeheartedly, but he found an opportunity.

Chen Jingyu closed his eyes and stopped arguing.

Cai Zhuo's sword failed to take a step forward, and was pressed down by Li Zhiyuan's wrist.

Li Zhiyuan took two steps forward and asked Chen Jingyu condescendingly, "Do you have something to say?"

Chen Jingyu raised his head, looked at Chen Jingyu in the firelight, and asked calmly, "Will Your Majesty believe it?"

Li Zhiyuan's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he didn't answer.

Chen Jingyu was determined to die, and chose to tell the truth at the worst possible time, "It was not my wish to steal the tiger talisman that day, will your majesty believe it?"

Li Zhiyuan opened his mouth, his heart seemed to be swept by the waves, before he could say the words of the letter, Cai Zhuo was already furious, and scolded, "You are talking nonsense, your Majesty and I saw the truth that day, don't argue anymore! "

Chen Jingyu's eyes darkened, and he said yes again and again, and then he couldn't help laughing at himself. Li Zhiying was right, and Li Zhiyuan would never believe him again.

He laughed so hard that his chest heaved, and he couldn't help a burst of sweetness, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on Li Zhiyuan's boot.

Li Zhiyuan was overwhelmed by the supreme panic, dizzy before his eyes, and rushed up to hug Chen Jingyu.

He said, believe it, I believe it.

But Chen Jingyu was unconscious and could not hear.

It was Chen Jingyu who spoke too late, and Li Zhiyuan who spoke too late.

And some words cannot be true once you hesitate for a moment.

The author says:

It needs to be explained: Chen Jingyu's feelings for Li Zhiying are very complicated. It is an existence that he knows he is not a good person but still cannot let go.

If we want to distinguish, Chen Jingyu likes Li Zhiying (once) and loves Li Zhiyuan.

In addition, Li Zhiying had the idea of ​​asking Chen Jingyu to die with him. Jiangshan and Chen Jingyu wanted to win one, but in the end he was unwilling, because Chen Jingyu was the only one who felt the same way as him and cared about him from beginning to end. .

And, this story tells us a truth: the mouth is used to clear up misunderstandings, so don't be stubborn!