Ye Song once said that the blood sprinkled in the snow is like a delicate plum blossom pattern in the snow.
Su Jing's eyes were hot, and she looked down, feeling that it was really similar.
"Su Jing" Only those who have lost know how terrible it is to lose.
The snow wave buried Su Jing.
By the time he rushed to Ye Song's distance, he was already at the end of his crossbow.
At that time, Ye Song thought in a chaotic way, no, all this will not end like this, and then the end of the snow wave came towards her, and she knew that from then on, her world collapsed.
The wind in the mountains was whirring, and the ends of the wind rolled up snow and dust like snow flying in the sky.
In this mountainous area, it is full of depression.
Heaven and earth are so quiet that only the sound of the wind remains.
Su Jing is enough.
It's muddy, it's muddy.
She has worked hard for so long, and she is always protecting other people's countries.
Everyone, every emotion, is selfish, and so is she.
She always thought that as long as she did that, she would be able to make herself feel better, and she always thought that as long as she was born and died on the battlefield, she would be able to pay back more, she owed Su Ruoqing.
But looking back, what did she owe him?
If you owe nothing, you will love it, and if you don't love it, you won't love it.
Their past has long been submerged in the past, a memory, and no matter how much they struggled in the past, it is now faded.
A love is inevitably mixed with imperial strategy, a love is full of the yearning for freedom and the only one, and she knew from the beginning that there would be no good results.
She couldn't remember how Su Jing broke into her world without warning, at the beginning, he liked to call her three sisters-in-law and three sisters-in-law, and probably he was the only one in the whole of Shangjing who could afford her, Princess Ning, who was not favored at that time.
A pair of peach blossom eyes, a brocade purple shirt.
A green silk bun, a spring breeze smile.
He looks uninhibited, but he is actually a warm-hearted person on the inside, and whenever she needs help, he will definitely lend a hand.
He has always wanted to do things, not like Su Ruoqing, whether he should or shouldn't.
King Xian is famous in Beijing, how could she walk with such a person, Ye Song must have never thought that there would be so many entanglements and entanglements with Su Jing in the days to come.
However, now Ye Song can't help but wonder if it was that night, when she and Peiqing were bullied, it was Su Jing who rescued her, would the result be different If the first person she met was Su Jing, would everything have changed?
She doesn't owe Su Ruoqing, but she owes Su Jing.
If you owe too much, you won't be able to pay it off in this life.
When she was guarding Su Ruoqing's country, Su Jing was guarding her behind her back.
Why is this happening, why did she want to bury her own country for Su Ruoqing's country She had already figured out a long time ago that there were no splendid mountains and rivers in her country, no magnificent territory, and only one person.
Su Jing.
Su Jing is her country.
It's just that she's very early, and it's too late for now She always thought that when she returned to Beijing and the war was over, she would have a lot of time to sort out the relationship with Su Jing, and she could do a lot of things with him that she had agreed to a long time ago.
For example, watching fireworks during the Mid-Autumn Festival, appreciating snow plums once in the cold winter, and saying that they would celebrate the New Year together, eat steaming hot pot, pour him wine, and quietly listen to his greetings with his family Everything is so good, if only it was too late.
She no longer had to eat frozen steamed buns with him in this remote and barren place, nor did she have to get up early in the morning and march and fight with him in the dark, she couldn't eat all day, and she couldn't sleep all night.
She can sleep in her room, on a soft bed, with a slightly lit window, birdsong outside the window, and a hot breakfast on the dining table.
When she can't sleep at night, she can step on the snow in the yard, go out of the house with Su Jing, find a flower street and willow lane to listen to the girl's singing, find a street and alley, and go into a tavern to eat hot and spicy mutton skewers If only we could go back to the way things were.
If only he still treated her as a friend.
If only they had been cut in two and become strangers.
If only he hadn't fallen in love with her yet.
That way, he wouldn't be desperate, and she wouldn't lose him.
It's just that even she herself said that there are no ifs in this world.
It would be nice if there were.
The sound of horses' hooves sounded in the open snowfield, from far and near.
It seemed like the only living voice in this white world.
A group of men were riding horses, galloping in this direction, and the wind lifted their long cloaks.
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When they reached the depressed mountain, the horses stopped, and their hooves wirled restlessly.
The leader had a victor's smile on the corner of his mouth, the cold wind blew his hair behind him, his fair face was slightly white, and his narrow eyes were slightly squinted, but he couldn't hide the smile that had been piled up.
The cold golden half of the mask seemed to be frozen by the ice and snow to become more and more cold and hard.
This person is Nan Xirong.
He ordered the people around him, "Go and see if there is any room for life." ” So the people around him scattered in all directions, and they all leaned into the ground.
Countless people are buried in the snow, and it is literally a snow burial ground.
Soon those people returned to Nan Xirong's side and said, "The Northern Xia army was completely wiped out, and there was no survivor. ” Nan Xirong pondered for a moment and said, "What about the Northern Xia God of War and the female general?"
"Most of them are buried in the ground."
As far as the eye could see, the avalanche of the mountain above collapsed and pressed hard against the ground, and the ground was overwhelmed and sunken downward.
It's really hard to find a living person out of this.
Nan Xirong was silent for a moment, and said to himself with a sigh: "Well, you are going to die after all, and you must die at my hands."
I only regret that I didn't see you die.
But don't worry, when this long winter is over, I will send someone to find your body and bury you alive.
You are the most powerful woman I have ever seen in Northern Xia. ” Obviously, he was saying this to Ye Song.
It's just that Ye Song's death is very sorry for him, and there is a trace of unwillingness.
Usually she is indomitable, but she didn't expect that in the end, she would be able to bury her in the sea of snow by such means.
Human life seems small in front of nature, but there is no way to do it.
Nan Xirong pulled the reins of the horse and turned around and left, looked up to the sky and laughed twice, his voice was clear and charming, and said: "You must not have thought that I used your original method to blow up the mountains on all sides.
The avalanche caused by this is much more ferocious than your fire, and I can be regarded as treating others in the way of others, and I want to see how you still attack my Nanyao Kyoto."
Then the sound of the horse's hooves faded away.
Eventually, the group disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, the half-frozen red, bloodstained finger that was exposed to the snow twitched slightly.
After a long time, the surrounding snow stains shook again.
Ye Song seemed to lose consciousness all over his body, and he couldn't feel cold anymore.
She was so tired that she wanted to go to sleep like this.
But what her fingers touched, it was so empty that she couldn't sleep anymore.
It was as if a needle had pierced her nerves.
What about Su Jing She sleeps here, so what about Su Jing Where is Su Jing Ye Song struggled for a long time, her body was covered with a thick layer of snow, and she finally got up from the snow, her hair was dyed snow-white, and her face was red.
As if she had slept and had a dream, she raised her hand to touch her itchy cheeks in a daze, and found that there were cold water marks flowing irrepressibly from the corners of her eyes.
Ye Song looked around blankly, and finally remembered what had happened.
She looked everywhere, but she didn't find Su Jing's shadow, and she was the only one left in the whole snow.
Quietly buzzing in the ears.
She got up on the ground, the snow was too slippery, she accidentally fell again, and then ran forward with a roll.
The legs move forward mechanically, never tired.
There was only one person's name in his mouth: Su Jing.
Can't lose him, can't lose him.
This was the only thought in Ye Song's mind.
I can't lose him anymore, I don't want to let go of his hand easily, and if he dies, then she will die with him Ye Song threw himself into the snow and began to scrape the snow on the ground with his hands.
Who said that there is no life left here, Su Jing must still be alive, he can't leave, she is still alive, how can he die like this.
Ye Song worked hard, and her strength was a drop in the bucket for this collapsed snow.
But she doesn't give up, and she will never give up as long as she has her last breath.
Ye Song clenched his teeth tightly, and while suppressing his low shouting, his hands kept moving.
"It's true, it's true," Ye Song said, "I didn't lie to you, that's all I want to tell you."
Tears fell to the ground and were dipped into the snow.
There were scratches on her fingers on the ground.
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"If you don't spare me for the rest of your life, get up, I will allow you to bully me for the rest of my life, let you vent for the rest of my life, whatever, but don't let me forget you" Ye Song raised her hand to wipe her tears, and continued to dig deeper, she cried while digging, even if she clenched her teeth, she couldn't stop the low cry that overflowed between her teeth, it was a desperate low cry.
She said: "I can't do it, I just forget the whole world, and I can't forget you, so you don't want to leave on purpose, you have to leave in style after burning my heart" Snot slipped out of her snot, and she felt like she was too much to breathe.
She wasted the snow in the snow like crazy, raised her head and shouted Su Jing's name over and over again, the miserable and desperate hysterical voice echoed in the mountains, as if even her soul was eroded little by little in this echo, and she could never find her original appearance again.
"You don't want to walk on the Yellow Springs Road, the person should have been me" The wet long hair slipped down her shoulders, tears dripped down the tip of her nose, she groped her way forward, lest she miss him, and cried hoarsely.
"Don't go, I won't forget you, I will think about you fiercely for the rest of my life, let you go underground, even if you are a ghost, you can't live in peace, please, I was wrong, what I wanted, but I just want you to live well."
You tell me, why can't even this simple wish come true in the end, I don't want you to be gone, I'm living alone in the world, I really didn't lie to you, those are true, I don't want to leave you, I will always remember you, grow old with you, and finally lie in the same coffin, don't you love me when you come back, I'll let you come back" Demon prince Xiao Diao Concubine :