Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

Zihua didn't feel sleepy after An Xining left. He got up and sat down at the table, feeling uneasy and always feeling that something was about to happen. Under this special situation, he could only pray that he was worrying too much .

Not long after, Xiaoyantai brought Nanny Gui and Nvcao Cao over, because it was night and they all looked a little sleepy, so Zihua didn't make things difficult for them, and let them lie down on the couch in the room .

Tonight's time seems to be particularly difficult, how can we not wait until dawn, suddenly there is the sound of fighting outside the main courtyard, accompanied by bursts of screams, calligraphy and painting frowned, and the bad thoughts in his heart became stronger.

"Zhengjun, could it be the soldiers and horses of the second prince outside?" Xiao Yantai asked in a trembling voice, "Why don't I go out and have a look."

Before Zi Hua could agree, the door was knocked open, and a man covered in blood rolled in, scaring Nanny Gui and Nv Cao to scream.Zi Hua took a closer look, and found that the bloody man was the guard of the palace. He was badly injured, and his armor was stained red with blood. When he saw Zi Hua, he breathlessly said, "Zhengjun, the soldiers and horses of the second prince The palace has been surrounded, they are numerous, and their subordinates are incompetent, so they won't last long, you should run away quickly..."

The voice gradually lowered, and when the last word fell, the guard had already swallowed his last breath.It's not that Zihua has never seen a dead person before, but this is the first time he has had such a big impact on him. Just as he was about to take Xiaoyantai and the others out, he saw the gate of the main courtyard being broken open, and a group of resisting palace guards were smashed. The rebels were hacked to death by the knife, and the splashed blood dyed the white snow accumulated in the courtyard red, which was extremely dazzling.

The howling cold wind engulfed in the fine snow and tore at Zi Hua's clothes, taking away the last trace of warmth in his heart.Xiao Yantai was so frightened that his two arms trembled, but he still opened his hands to protect Zi Hua's body, his eyes were terrified but firm, and he stared firmly at the rebels who came in.

It was none other than He Shoubei and He Zhiyuan from Beiying. He was dissatisfied with An Xining when he was in Beiying. Now that he had the opportunity to kill An Xining's beloved, how could he let it go.

Zihua walked out from behind the small inkstone, and stared coldly at He Zhiyuan, who had a mad look on his face: "He Shoubei, what are you doing, wanting to wash Prince Ning's mansion with blood? Do you know that this is a serious crime against the Jiu Clan, if you are willing to wait for people to leave now , I can still let you live."

He Shoubei grinned grinningly: "Let me live, Zhengjun, you think highly of yourself, you are going to be the soul of my sword now, what qualifications do you have to say let me go, besides, this general was ordered by the emperor to arrest the rebels Yes, where did Prince Ning's Mansion come from?"

"Following the emperor's order, what kind of emperor's order are you following?"

"Of course it's the former second prince, and now the current emperor."

"It's ridiculous. The prince is still here before the father dies. How could it be your second prince's turn?"

"Zhengjun, I'm afraid you don't know that you are locked in the palace every day. Now that the second prince and General Li have taken over the palace, news of the emperor's death will be heard in the palace tomorrow morning. As for the prince and King Ning, the two A rebellious courtier and traitor who kills the king is of course everyone to punish, and this general will just take care of King Ning's family for the second prince in advance."

After listening to this, Xiao Yantai's face turned "shua" pale, and he shook his lips and said, "Zhengjun, the lord will not have been taken by them..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zi Hua interrupted him sharply, "Your prince will be fine."

He Shoubei laughed: "Zhengjun, you really know how to deceive yourself and others. I kindly tell you that your husband, His Royal Highness King Ning, has been beheaded by the second prince, and his body has been dragged by the horse for dozens of miles. Tsk tsk, that's miserable, the flesh and blood are mutilated, and the bones are exposed. If Zhengjun doesn't believe me, I can show you the corpse out of kindness. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it and die of fright. I heard the second prince say that you are pregnant. This is the first time I have heard that this man is pregnant. I am still wondering if the pregnancy is a monster. It just so happens that you have two dead bodies, so I can cut open your stomach to see what is inside. Is she pregnant with a little monster?"

The soldiers around him laughed when they heard this, Xiaoyantai was furious, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward: "Fuck your ancestor, our family fought with you today, and your dog can no longer utter a word. "

"Just you? An eunuch still wants to fuck my ancestors, why, I scolded your master, your dog is about to bite someone?"

Zihua pulled back the small inkstone, with a bloodthirsty curve on the corner of his lips: "Isn't your dog biting for your master? I think when Xining killed General Yan Shen, he should have got rid of you too. "

His words touched He Zhiyuan's backlash: "If you don't mention General Yan Shen, I can still give you a whole body, but if you mention it, don't blame me for being ruthless. He once saved my life. You and Ning But the king designed to harm him, and I will make you pay with blood!"

He Zhiyuan yelled angrily, and swung the long knife in his hand to cut at Zihua. Zihua had been enraged by him a long time ago, and forcibly aroused the magic power in his body to kill He Zhiyuan. Suddenly a gray wolf sprang out and threw He Zhiyuan to the ground abruptly.

"Little wolf!"

Zihua was both surprised and happy, and the little inkstone next to him was outraged, and kept shaking his fists left and right and shouting, "Bite him, bite him."

After all, the little wolf is an adult male wolf, big, strong and powerful, and caught He Zhiyuan firmly under his body. He opened his sharp teeth and bit his exposed neck. The soldiers wanted to rescue him, but they were afraid of the little wolf and did not dare to go forward. They were afraid of hurting He Zhiyuan when they moved the knife, so they could only watch the battle nervously.

He Zhiyuan was really frightened. The wolf's sharp teeth were attached to his fragile neck. He could even feel the cold touch of the fangs touching his skin, and the wolf's vicious threat echoed in his ears. Even if he spent half his life on the battlefield, he was scared to death.

With one hand tightly pinching the little wolf's neck to prevent the wolf's teeth from getting any closer, the other hand quietly reached into his bosom, and took out a dagger from inside. He Zhiyuan grinned grinningly: "Go to hell."

With a loud shout, a cold light streaked towards the little wolf's abdomen, but just as it touched the fur, it was hit by the white light from nowhere on the back of his hand, and he deviated from the direction, leaving only a bloodstain on the little wolf's abdomen. Running back to Zihua in pain, He Zhiyuan swayed and stood up, wiping the blood stains on his neck, his eyes were violent: "I want you and this beast to die together without a burial."

Zi Hua withdrew his hand, just now he forcibly used the mana suppressed in his body, now he only feels the blood in his whole body is churning, especially his stomach feels like it is about to collapse, the pain is unbearable, but how can he show it at this time? So timid, so he looked as usual, and said in a cold tone: "You are courting death."

"Isn't it clear at a glance who is looking for death? Come on, let me go up, kill these few, and I will go to the Holy Master tomorrow to make a great contribution to you."

The besieging people immediately turned red-eyed when they heard this, and rushed forward. Zihua pushed away the small inkstone protecting him, and with a wave of his sleeve, a strong airflow followed. Everyone didn't know what happened. Things happened, and he was thrown away by three feet, holding his chest and unable to get up.

He Zhiyuan looked at this scene in horror. He never thought that such a frail man could have such strong martial arts. No, this has exceeded the definition of martial arts. Could it be that he is really a monster?

Just when He Zhiyuan was still in shock, Zihua glanced over coldly with a pair of pale eyes. The ruthlessness and disgust in his eyes almost killed people on the spot. His thin lips parted lightly, with a cold, emotionless voice, Said: "I said you should die."

He Zhiyuan's pupils constricted. At this moment, he really believed that the man in front of him wanted to kill him and was capable of killing him, but it was too late to beg for mercy, and before he could exclaim in surprise, a piece of ice exuding cold air was firmly embedded in his chest. In the throat, his arteries were cut off, and He Zhiyuan's expression twisted a few times, and then he fell back straight.

The wounded rebels turned pale from the scene just now, and the corners of their eyes were even more frightened as they walked towards them step by step.

"Forgive me, Zhengjun, please forgive me, we will never dare again, Zhengjun, please forgive me."

The people below knelt on the ground, the face of the sub-screen was condensed, and the whole body was full of stupidity, like a Shura in the world, when he glanced at them, he looked like a piece of shit, "Get out of here!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Several people got up from the snow and walked away, ignoring the rolling pain in their chests.The snow was still falling on the ground in a fine and dense way, and it touched Zihua's eyelashes and turned into drops of water, but he didn't feel it, and stood between the sky and the earth in a daze, Xiaoyantai and Nanny Gui were worried about him. , finished his work and pulled him closer to the room, but Zihua didn't move at all.

Not knowing whether it was a heartache or the pain caused by the forced use of mana, Zihua felt pain all over his body. All that flashed in front of his eyes were An Xining's voice and smile. He said that he would live with him forever and see the snow next year with him. ...

The stomach suddenly hurt, as if something was about to break out, Zi Hua couldn't help but collapsed on the snow, when Nanny Gui saw this scene, her cold expression immediately changed: "Oh, I'm afraid Zhengjun is about to give birth, Yantai Father-in-law, hurry up and order someone to dive, and Ximei, help Zhengjun in with me."

They were about to separate to act, but they saw the white light on Zi Hua's body, and he lost consciousness when his eyes went dark.

Zi Hua also fell into a coma at this time, his body seemed to be pulled by someone, and slowly floated into the mid-air, the white light emitted made the snow falling beside him crystal clear and beautiful.

An Xining was leading his troops towards the palace at this time, the prince was afraid that he would be impulsive, so he followed him closely.When he came to Prince Ning's Mansion, the blood and corpses all over the ground made his heart sink fiercely. Thousands of possibilities flashed through his mind but he suppressed them one by one. There was only one thought in his mind at the moment, that is Zihua, his Zihua.

Seeing that his eyes were red and his face looked crazy, the crown prince suddenly felt bad, so he hurriedly pulled him and said, "Fifth brother, calm down, Zihua will be fine."

An Xining waved his hand away, his eyes confused: "Of course Zihua will be fine, he said he would wait for me safely, he said so!" He ran towards the main courtyard as he spoke, and just passed through the garden when he saw a The rebel army ran out, each of them looked seriously injured and extremely terrified, An Xining got angry from his heart, pointed his long sword, and said in a hateful voice: "Kill this king! No one will be left alive!"

After receiving the order, the soldiers immediately joined forces with the rebels. An Xining glanced at them coldly and continued to run towards the main courtyard.As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, he saw He Zhiyuan who died on the ground, Xiao Yantai and Nanny Gui who were unconscious on the ground. When they were anxiously looking for Zihua, they heard the little wolf howling into the air.

An Xining raised his head subconsciously, and found that the person he had been thinking about was lying in mid-air, his body was shining brightly in white, his clothes fluttered, like a banished immortal, even the white snow floating beside him had lost its color.

The prince followed in and was stunned when he saw this scene. Fortunately, he had seen the world, so he immediately forced himself to calm down, and went out to inform the soldiers outside that they were not allowed to enter the main courtyard. Taking a peek, he actually had doubts about Zi Hua's identity for a long time, and today it was confirmed to him.

An Xining just stared at Zi Hua in mid-air obsessively. Suddenly, he moved, and it seemed that a ball of white light struggled out of his body. Then, An Xining heard the baby crying. The white light floated into his arms, An Xining subconsciously caught it, and took a closer look, it was a white and fat little baby, eyes tightly closed, skin a little red, small body and hands curled up into a ball, circling around So it can't hide the delicacy of the facial features.

Xu is the nature of father and son, born with the connection between blood, An Xining's heart is filled with endless satisfaction and joy, this is Ruier, the Ruier he painted with his son!

An Xining's hands holding the baby trembled a little, his eyes were red with tears, and when he was about to raise his head to share the joy with Zihua, he saw Zihua in the air falling slowly because he lost the protection of the white light, Mo hair Flying, too beautiful to behold.An Xining hurriedly stuffed the baby in his arms into the prince's hand, and ran forward to catch Zihua who fell down. When the empty embrace was finally filled again, the joy of regaining it almost drove him crazy. Hua Mei's eyes were lightly closed, as cold and indifferent as ever, as if sensing his presence, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Xining?" The voice was weak and hesitant.

An Xining wept with joy, nodded and said: "It's me, Zi Hua, I'm here, it's great that you're fine."

A smile gradually appeared on Zi Hua's lips, but his eyes became more and more empty: "I knew you were not dead..."

With his hands hanging down weakly, Zi Hua buried his face into An Xining's chest. As usual, day and night, he lay in An Xining's arms and slept peacefully, but this time his body lost its temperature and was exposed to the cold wind. It's slowly getting colder.

An Xining's legs softened, and he knelt in the snow with Zihua in his arms. The sky and the earth were not enough to describe his mood at the moment. He thought that God gave him a new life to give him a chance to reform, so that he could be with Zihua. Hand in hand to spend a lifetime together, but he never thought that this time would be the greatest torture. If he could choose, he would rather go back to his previous life. At least he still knows that Zihua can live well in his own world, even if he never sees her again. he.