Traveling through time and marrying with children

The moment Liu Yan bumped into the dagger and fell into Tulun Yehe's arms, everyone present was shocked.

Even Xiao Muyu who walked in with Yang Yuxiao and Mo Yan, who had just calmed down the siege of the city, was stunned for a while.

"Uncle, uncle..."

Exclaiming, Yang Yuxiao was the first to rush forward, snatching his uncle from Tulun Yehe's arms.

Watching the blood flow continuously from the uncle's neck, staining his white clothes red.Yang Yuxiao cried bitterly.

"Xiaoer..."

Gently and superficially, Liu Yan called out, then turned her face sideways and looked at the man sitting beside her.The man he loved deeply.

"Yan'er!"

Hearing that gentle call, Liu Yan smiled, smiled contentedly, a tear of happiness slipped down, and he died with a smile in his nephew's arms.

"Uncle, uncle..."

Hugging the corpse of his relative in his arms, Yang Yuxiao shook violently, but he never got any answer.

"No, no, no!!!"

Exclaiming, King Mobei jumped forward and fell from his chair to the ground.

"Uncle!" Stepping forward, Xiao Muyu hurriedly supported her uncle.

"Yan'er, Yan'er..."

Looking at the person in Yang Yuxiao's arms who would never smile at him or respond to him again, Mo Yi exclaimed.

"Uncle!"

Looking at the relatives who had already burst into tears, Xiao Muyu hugged the sad man who was crying heartbrokenly.

I don't know where the strength came from, Mo Yi broke free from Xiao Muyu's embrace, and crawled towards his lover with hands and feet.

"Yan'er, Yan'er..."

Climbing to his lover's side, Mo Yi gently covered his lover's beautiful face with trembling fingers.

"Yan'er, how can you, how can you just abandon me like this. How can you???"

"Father!"

Crying and lifting Mobei King who was lying on the ground, Yang Yuxiao returned the body of his uncle in his arms to his adoptive father.

Standing up, Yang Yuxiao stepped to the corner and took out the antidote to detoxify Xiaoxi and Luobei.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master..."

Once the poison was cured, Luo Bei and Xiao Xi immediately surrounded Liu Yan's body.

"Xiao Er!"

Looking at the lover who is walking towards him step by step, standing in front of him so coldly.Tulun Yehe called softly.Only then did he recover from the shocking scene before.

Looking at the mess in the hall, I don't know when the subordinates were killed, and then look at the guards of Xiao Muyu blocking the door.Tulun Yehe knew that the situation was over.But, he doesn't care about these anymore, really, he really doesn't care anymore, the only thing he cares about now is actually this person in front of him.

"You killed my uncle!"

Looking at that man, looking at that man coldly, Yang Yuxiao gritted his teeth and spat out every word.

"No, no, he bumped into it himself, regardless of my business." Shaking his head, Tulun Yehe hastily denied.

"You forced him to death!"

If he hadn't used his uncle to threaten his adoptive father, then his uncle would never have died, and the culprit of all this was the man in front of him who should have been hacked to pieces long ago.

"Xiao Er, listen to me, this matter is not what you think, I, I actually never thought of embarrassing your uncle. I just want to..."

"You just want to kill my adoptive father to avenge your Tulun family, you just want to take Mobei away from my adoptive father. You never thought of embarrassing my uncle. Right????"

"I……"

Hearing what his lover said, Tulun Yehe was speechless for a moment.

The Yang Yuxiao he knew was always humble, polite and understanding.That guy is brilliant but he never puts people down like that.That person is as gentle as jade, and he has always shown his emotions and anger.

But today, but at this moment, such an angry Yang Yuxiao, looking at Yang Yuxiao with such cold and unfamiliar eyes, made Tulun Yehe feel distressed, and at the same time felt fear and worry, Fear that I will lose that person forever.Worried that the relationship between the two people will never return to the past.

"Tulun Yehe, do you really regard me, Yang Yuxiao, as your lover? Do you really have me in your heart? Why, why do you even kill my dearest and most beloved person? die???"

"No, I didn't, I really didn't, Xiao Er, listen to me."

Quickly shaking his head in denial, looking at those eyes staring at him with resentment that had been weeping all the time, Tulun Yehe really couldn't argue with it at this moment! ! !

"Yehe, I love you!"

"Xiao Er!"

Staring in astonishment at the person who said he loved him and threw himself into his arms, Tulun Yehe was in a trance for a moment.At that moment, he thought he was dreaming, at that moment, he thought that his Xiao Er could still forgive him, and they could still reconcile as before.However, the pain in his chest clearly told him that everything was impossible.

Lowering his head, he looked at the dagger pierced into his chest, and at the token of love that he gave to his lover with his own hands.Tulun Yehe smiled sadly with the corners of his mouth bent.

"Ye He, I love you. I really love you. Except you, there is no one else in this world that I can love so hard and truly."

Looking at that man, Yang Yuxiao said every word with incomparable tenderness.

"Xiao Er!"

Looking at her lover's delicate face like a flower, looking at the tears shed for herself.Tulun Yehe raised his hand slightly, gently wiping the tears on his lover's face bit by bit.

"Yehe, you want to kill my adoptive father to avenge your family and your father. Similarly, I will never allow anyone to hurt my relatives. Do you understand?"

"Well, I understand. Actually, this is very good. Really, very good!"

Nodding slightly, Tulun Yehe smiled, a relieved smile.With that peaceful smile, he lay in Yang Yuxiao's arms.End with a smile! ! !

"Yeh..."

Holding the man's body tightly, Yang Yuxiao wept again.

God, you know that the ending will be like this, why do you make me have so many extravagant hopes?

You clearly know that this is a knot, why do you want us to know each other and love each other? ? ?

"Yan'er, why are you so cruel, why are you breaking your promise, why are you leaving me???"

Embracing his lover in his arms, the Mobei King had already burst into tears at this moment.

"Uncle, you can't be resurrected after death. Auntie loves you so much, he will definitely not want to see you feel sad for him. You'd better be sad and let it go!"

Supporting her uncle, Xiao Muyu persuaded him earnestly.I'm afraid that the death of my eldest aunt will deal too much blow to my uncle, making it difficult for my uncle to accept.

"No, he doesn't love me. If he loves me, he won't leave me. If he loves me, he shouldn't make me feel sad for him. Yan'er, you are so cruel, how can you give me up like this And go???"

"Uncle!"

Xiao Muyu was still a little worried looking at the uncle who had been hugging the corpse of his aunt and never letting go.

"Yu'er, do you still remember what flower is your aunt's favorite?"

"It's a hibiscus flower. When my aunt was studying art with a teacher, she had a nickname called Yu Furong. It was named after my aunt's extreme preference for hibiscus flowers."

"Well, okay, if you remember, remember to plant more hibiscus flowers for me and my aunt, you know?"

"This……"

Hearing this, Xiao Muyu was slightly taken aback.

When he reacted, the dagger stuck in Liu Yan's neck had already been stabbed into his chest by Mo Yi.

"No, uncle, uncle."

Supporting King Mobei, Xiao Muyu exclaimed.

"My lord!"

Exclaiming, Luo Bei hurriedly took out the wound medicine and gauze from his arms, planning to bandage the man beside him.

Pushing Luo Bei away, Mo Yi shook his head and refused.

"My lord..."

"Son, don't worry about me, I'm going to find your uncle."

"My lord."

Looking at the serious man who spoke, Luo Bei cried again.The creek on the side also had red eyes!

"Remember, your aunt likes hibiscus flowers, do you know how to grow some hibiscus flowers on our grave?"

Turning his head, Mo Yi looked at his nephew beside him.

"No, you will be fine uncle, you are the King of Mobei, Mobei cannot live without you, and the people of Mobei cannot live without you either!"

Shaking his head, Xiao Muyu's tears had already fallen silently.

"Silly boy, without me, Mo Yi, this Mobei is still Mobei!"

"No, uncle, you can't do this, you can't let go like this!" Shaking his head, Xiao Muyu was still unwilling to believe the fact that his relative had hanged himself.

"Life is just a few decades in a hurry. If there is no one who is willing to spend this life with you. Then, what is the difference between living and dying? Without Yan'er by my side, I, Mo Yi, have nothing to love!!!"

"Uncle!"

Looking at the man who was still smiling even with a dagger stuck in his chest, Xiao Muyu was heartbroken and didn't know what to say.

"Yu'er, remember what uncle told you." Mo Yi slammed the dagger into his chest again while speaking.

"En!" Nodding, Xiao Muyu burst into tears again.

"Yan'er, I'm coming!"

Looking at his lover's still face, Mo Yi bent down and died head to head with his beloved.

"Uncle, uncle!!!"

Hugging the body of his relative, Xiao Muyu shook anxiously, but did not get any response.

"My lord, my lord!!!"

Luobei and Xiaoxi also exclaimed.