Unspeakable and strange

The wide open palace door was swept into the autumn wind.

Chunniang glanced at Qin Hongfeng, and frowned, "On this day of great joy, why did Mr. Qin come dressed like this?"

Qin Hongfeng ignored her, walked straight towards Yanning, looked at it for a moment, and then called softly, "Your Majesty?"

It was the first time for Yanning to hear him call herself that in reality, and she suddenly didn't know where she was.

Qin Hongfeng looked at him, and then at the wedding clothes on him. He seemed a little uncertain and hesitant, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to stay here or follow me?"

Yan Ning stood up almost without thinking.

Qin Hongfeng raised his eyebrows, took his hand, and showed the gentle and determined smile that Yan Ning was familiar with.It seems that everything is under his control, and there is nothing to worry about when he is around.

Qin Hongfeng led him out of the door.Those palace servants continued to do their own thing as if they couldn't see them.

When he walked outside the hall, Qin Hongfeng suddenly paused, and pointed to the corner of the corridor, where there was a faint trace of pink and white behind the pillars, then turned around, looked at him, and said flatteringly, "Actually, it was a long time ago. Some time ago, I saved that peach tree for you. I didn’t tell you before, but I wanted you to find out by yourself. There was a surprise, but you never asked me again.”

Yan Ning thought about it for a while before she realized what he was talking about, and when she figured it out, she was momentarily dumbfounded.

He took his excuses seriously.

He doesn't believe his own sincerity, which is absurd.

After Yan Ning got married, the two of them gradually became estranged, and there was only politeness in their conversation. Although Qin Hongfeng was still under one person and above ten thousand in the court, and was entrusted with great power, the two did not agree after all. As flawless as the beginning.

Once they had a dispute over the selection of officials.

Yan Ning said something serious.As soon as the words were spoken, I regretted them endlessly.It's just because of face, it's not easy to be soft.

Qin Hongfeng looked at him, and slowly smiled, "Your Majesty has grown up."

Yan Ning was stunned, no amount of apology turned into resentment.It turned out that in his heart, he was just a naive rogue like a child, and his pampering and pampering were just because he couldn't afford to be as knowledgeable as a child.What is that, who would take a child's words seriously?Why does he always look so high and out of reach?It seems that the snow from the top of the mountain will not be warm in the palm of your hand.

Perhaps his face was too ugly, which attracted Qin Hongfeng's attention, and asked him instead, "Have you remembered?"

Yan Ning nodded, still depressed.

Qin Hongfeng suddenly hugged him from behind, and his face was pressed against his hair. Yan Ning could almost feel the arms around her trembling slightly, and the chest that was close to the back was terribly hot.

Yanning was startled.

Qin Hongfeng's hoarse voice came over, "I'm sorry."

Yan Ning was puzzled, "Why are you apologizing?"

Qin Hongfeng tightened his arms around him, "I didn't protect you well. I didn't do what I promised you."

Yan Ning lowered his eyes, and his ears felt a little hot. This was the first time he heard Qin Hongfeng say such emotional words.

He was a little moved for a moment, and then thought that if Qin Hongfeng really had no affection for him as in his memory, why did he save him like this after his death?Why should you be so nice to him?Or did he finally wake up at the critical moment of life and death?

Feeling relieved, he couldn't help but put Qin Hongfeng's arms around his waist, and softened his voice, "It's okay, it's all old things, and it's a time when people can't do what they can. I never blamed you."

Qin Hongfeng's eyes darkened, but he quickly suppressed the complicated look in it, and kissed his hair lightly, "Is there any old friend you want to see here?"

Now that they have left the bedroom and passed through the Yuehua Gate, Yan Ning looked around, "Where are we?"

Qin Hongfeng looked at the bustling and beautiful night scene in front of him, the palace lanterns merged into a sea of ​​lights, and the silk and bamboo orchestras in the main hall, singing and dancing gracefully, echoed gracefully among the tall buildings and towers.And countless dark clouds gather over the palace, indicating that there is a dark tide surging under the calm appearance.

"Someone led you into the nightmare," Qin Hongfeng said, "I came in with you. Breaking the nightmare is not difficult, as long as you find the person who cast the spell, but I don't know who that person is, and I don't know his identity." What is the purpose."

"That's why I asked you if there is anyone you care about. You are the protagonist in this nightmare, so naturally the purpose is to confuse you."

Yan Ning was startled, he cared about too many people.

Going around aimlessly in the palace city, old friends often come to hold Yanning's hand with a smile. Blocked, the man changed his face and left.After turning around a few times, the palace was surrounded by banquets, and I couldn't get out.

Yan Ning thought for a while, and always felt that everyone was leading him to one place, so she suggested, "Why don't we go to the banquet and have a look?"

Qin Hongfeng shook his head, and grabbed his hand, "I don't want to watch you marry someone else." He lowered his head and looked at him, looking into his eyes, "I will be jealous."

My own shadow was imprinted in the depths of the man's pupils, and you didn't need to look carefully to tell the sincerity in the eyes. His face was red and his ears were hot, and Yan Ning's heart was beating violently. She rolled her eyes and muttered, "It's not a real marriage, either. It's just for a show. It's better than wandering around here."

"It's not enough to act." Qin Hongfeng didn't allow it to be said, "I have other ways."

After speaking, he hugged Yan Ning and jumped up to the roof of the hall, standing on the ridge of the roof.

The night sky was vast, the stars and the moon were sparse, and the wind blew his hair and robe. Yan Ning slipped his foot and broke a tile. Qin Hongfeng lifted him to stand still.

Looking down, there are many palaces, red walls and glazed tiles, and the roads are winding.

One can vaguely see a woman in gorgeous palace attire, covered with a red hijab, humming a song beside the lotus pond in the palace. There was a soft ringing of the hair bun and ring, it was the woman he saw in Xie's mansion.

Yan Ning grabbed Qin Hongfeng's sleeve and pointed forward. "That person is..." He was in the middle of speaking, and suddenly he couldn't make another sound. The woman turned her face to the side, with a beautiful chin, long necklaces hanging on her shoulders, and Qiushui Qiu's eyes that seemed to be happy but also worried.

Who else could it be?Today is his big wedding, who else would wear a wedding dress, dress up and sing sad words.

He opened his mouth and murmured two words after a long time, "Yin Rao..."

There is a bad feeling.

"Is this her nightmare?" He turned his head and asked Qin Hongfeng, "What is the way to break the nightmare?"

Qin Hongfeng also looked over, with a neither cold nor indifferent face, "Of course I killed her."

Yanning was startled.

As Qin Hongfeng said, he pulled Yan Ning and jumped towards it, separated by several palaces, with a distance of hundreds of feet, stepped on the spine beast's head several times with his toes, and landed firmly on the ground.

Qing Hongying in the sleeve shook, and was about to get out of the sheath, obviously not even wanting to talk nonsense.

"Wait!" Yan Ning grabbed him. "What if she isn't?"

"That's just an illusion that doesn't exist."

"No," Yan Ning's lips trembled, "If this is her nightmare, she will be wiped out."

How could he kill her?How could he kill her again?

In the past, when Di Guo broke into the palace, he had already killed him once.

Across the green screen and the flower shadow, the hall knelt crookedly on the ground, and the women looked at him sadly, weeping together.

The eunuch held up the white silk.

Throw it over the beam, fluttering down.

"White silk slips easily, and a knot can be tied on the silk." The prisoner reminded him.

Tremblingly kicking off the stool, kicking with both feet desperately in the air, scratching the neck, feeling the approach of death, wanting to scream but unable to scream, eyeballs congested, tongue lolling out, no matter how beautiful a person was in life, his death looks hideous ugly.

Those who refused to hang themselves and wanted to flee through the door were strangled to death by the guards with white silk.

"It's to keep the chastity of the women in the palace. Being caught makes life worse than death." The nanny's gaze pierced through the thick haze in the hall.

He didn't want to give Yin Rao such an ugly death, so he gave her a glass of poisoned wine, but she was still bleeding from all seven orifices, struggling to die.

After that, he set a big fire and burned the group of dead women and himself to death in the palace.

Is he doing something wrong?

Were these women come to take his life?

Disturbed by their noise, Yin Rao turned her head to look at them, and then smiled sweetly, "Your Majesty, look," she raised her finger, "It's on fire, so beautiful."

After speaking, I saw the central palace ablaze to the sky, and the raging fire lit up the dark sky. The loud noise of burning and collapsing buildings and halls was mixed with the desperate cries of the people in the palace.

She stared obsessively for a while, and when she turned around again, black blood slowly dripped from her facial features, crawling across her pale face, her hair became dry and black, and then fell off in every inch of ashes.

In an instant, the beauty turned into a ghost, and the beauty turned into a skeleton.

Opening his mouth, his charcoal-blackened teeth were smoldering, "I'm so unwilling, what enmity do we have with you, why do you want to force us to death?"

Yan Ning was shocked and took a step back.

She came down from the bridge, layers of wedding dresses fell behind her, her limbs were stiff, like a puppet pulling strings, "I fed the wolf with my heart, you ruined my home, how can you bear it?" Bloody nails Stretching forward, like a deadly ghost.

Yan Ning was forced to retreat again and again, he felt guilty, and he couldn't say a word of rebuttal at this moment.

Seeing that the blood-red nails were about to pierce the flesh of his neck, Qing Hongying let out a sword cry, and shuttled like a white horse, cutting off the female ghost's wrist.

The skinny, scorched palm fell to the ground and instantly turned into fly ash. The woman screamed miserably, her hair and red shirt fluttered in the air, and her face became even crazier.

Holding the sword in his hand, Qin Hongfeng took a step forward to block the front, and covered Yan Ning's eyes with the other hand, "If you can't bear to look, just close your eyes."

There was darkness in front of Yan Ning's eyes for a moment, he stood still, and could only smell the smell of burning and the smell of blood in the air.Jin Ge vibrated, the sword pierced through the chest, the woman's shrill screams gradually died down, until there was no sound at all, and the soaring flames imprinted on the retina gradually faded into darkness along with the disappearance of the external sound.

When Qin Hongfeng moved his hands away, the long corridors that formed a strip of lights and the magnificent palaces before had all turned into deserted grass and ruins. Only a lonely strange bird flapped its wings and landed on the half-burned pillar.

Slowly, he seemed to think of the song the woman sang again, and a few peach petals fell on the dry small pond.

... The ancients did not return to the east of Luocheng, but today people are still facing the wind of falling flowers.

Yan Ning looked around, everything returned to dead silence and decadence.