Yulu colleagues: Shangyuan Ling

The return of Shangyuan Tianfei was a happy event for Jiuchongtian, but no one saw the joy on His Majesty's face.

Even the close Immortal Yanyou frowned every day, as if someone owed him a huge debt, staring at the two black circles and sitting at the Jiuchong Tiantian Gate for a long time.

Today, he squatted here as usual, read for a long time, finally got up, and went straight to the Xuanji Palace.

Entering the hall, I saw that Shaoyao was tidying up. Seeing him coming in, she couldn't help being startled, and asked, "Immortal Yanyou, what are you doing here?"

After thinking about it, there was joy on his face: "Could it be that your majesty wants to see your empress?"

Yanyou frowned upon hearing this: "Where's your mother?"

Shao Yao pointed to the backyard: "My lady is practicing calligraphy—"

Yanyou hurriedly walked towards the backyard.

Under the rejuvenating phoenix plum tree in the backyard, the fairy in green was writing with ink, and the child in white was lying on the desk, watching boredly.

The years seem to be quiet and nothing has changed.

But Yanyou still sighed.

He walked over slowly.

Seeing him, Ah Ye called out joyfully, "Yanyou, why are you here?"

"A Ye, your majesty told you—"

Before he finished speaking, Ah Ye jumped off the stone bench and said to Kuang Lu who was still writing, "Kuang Lu, Kuang Lu, I'll go first."

Kuang Lu put down the pen, smiled at him and nodded.

Ah Ye walked away with bare feet stepping on the fallen flowers all over the ground.

Yanyou sat down slowly.

Kuang Lu tapped the ink again, looked at her own handwriting, still felt bad, so she picked up the pen again.

"Kuang Lu." Yanyou called out.

"En." Kuang Lu replied without looking up.

For a long time, nothing more to say.

Kuang Lu made a tick, and said lightly, "You lured Ah Ye out, why haven't you said anything yet?"

Yanyou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled shyly - he always knew that she was smart.

"Then you know what I'm going to say?"

Kuang Lu still didn't look up, she held a pen and wrote another word: "It's all about Your Majesty."

Speaking of this, she raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Besides, what else did I care about before?"

Yanyou frowned and looked at her.

Kuang Lu is really different, but this is different from Jin Mi before, neither happy nor angry, nor resentful, but empty.

Light enough to break the heart.

Yanyou thought that even Runyu's dragon heart would be riddled with holes.

"Runyu is going to fight."

The hand holding the pen paused, and then Kuang Lu raised her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The rebellion of a family in the north has caused disasters everywhere. It's a bit difficult to deal with."

Kuang Lu thought for a while, then nodded, without asking any further questions, she lowered her head and continued writing.

Yanyou frowned tightly: "You—you have nothing to say?"

"What do you need me to say?" Her voice was very soft.

"You don't have any doubts. It's just a family rebellion. Why does the Emperor of Heaven personally lead the army to suppress it? Besides, he—"

Runyu's injuries are still not healed.

This half sentence is in the corner of his mouth, but he can't say it.

"Besides, Your Majesty was seriously injured. If he was injured in this battle, what should I do—" Kuang Lu raised her head slightly, revealing her light and bright eyes, "Is that what you want to say?"

Yanyou was startled: "You know?"

Kuang Lu lowered her head: "That day, I smelled it."

The arms that smelled of war and blood made her uncomfortable.

"Then do you know why he was injured?"

Kuang Lu didn't look at him, and just replied indifferently: "Why should I know?"

Yanyou looked at her in disbelief, and an unknown fire ignited, even his heart was boiling hot.

"Why shouldn't you know? How much Runyu has done for you! At that time, he went down to the Yuantai every day to find your remnant soul, regardless of his real body being subjected to fierce fire and thunder. Later, in order to refine your three strands of soul, with The blood of your heart is a sacrifice. Then you have to cross your cultivation base, sacrifice your flesh and blood, and use the Soul Gathering Cauldron as a vessel to train your real body. If it weren't for him, would you be reborn?"

The words stopped abruptly.

Because Yanyou saw Kuang Lu's eyes.

The originally indifferent water eyes have turned into ice, cold to the bone.

"Rebirth? Allow me to ask, when will I ask him to make me reborn?"

Her voice was still faint.

"Jumping off the Linyuan Terrace is my own choice. The physical and mental death is all voluntary, and no one forces it. I am like this, because I don't want to live in this world anymore."

Slowly, Kuang Lu raised her hands, those hands missing little fingers.

"I don't want to. So I cut off my little finger and broke his barrier. With such sincerity and urgency, why do you want me to be born again?"

She looked at him and suddenly sneered: "Besides, Your Majesty has done so many things for me? Then who remembers how much I have done for Your Majesty? I don't complain, I don't hate, I don't envy, I don't ask for anything, I don’t want anything, and I never expect him to look back at me.”

"But what happened later? I got a sentence-tiring others and myself is a sin. It's really ironic. My heart is taken as a burden."

"And my father—what's wrong with him? It's just that he has a daughter who doesn't live up to expectations."

"About your father—" Yanyou frowned and murmured.

Kuang Lu interrupted him, and said with a smile: "I understand my father's matter. It is for the sake of the world and for the righteousness. This is my father's choice. I have no resentment, and I have no way to interfere. But what I hate is my father. Own."

"I hate myself for not being able to see through, even before my father left, I was begging him to let me go.

I hated myself for being stupid, and later thought that my wishful thinking had come true, so I couldn't be more happy.However, it turned out to be nothing more than a hoax.

It's really pitiful that our Majesty of Jiuchongtian has to come to perform this drama that no one is watching.

You said, really wronged. "

Yanyou only saw the woman in Tsing Yi pause for a long time, a tired smile appeared on her face.

"But, who can't let go?

I obviously let go—”

In the water mirror, the woman in Tsing Yi under the phoenix plum tree was reflected, and she said this sentence as if sighing softly.

Runyu clenched her fists tightly, her face became paler and paler.

In a daze, he looked towards the spacious hall.

In the silence, he was the only one sitting alone.

Runyu suddenly felt that the Jiuchongtian was really frighteningly cold.

Why have I never felt so overwhelmed by the heights before?

Even if his mother dies, even if Jin Mi leaves, even if he turns against Xu Feng, even if he is the only one in the end, even if Kuang Lu jumps off Linyuan Terrace...

After a long time, he seemed to suddenly realize——

Only left a sigh.

"Kuang Lu..."