Nan Shu's eyes trembled, looked at Su Chen, and finally burst into silent tears, she told Nan Xirong: "I just love him, I just can't forget him, what can you do with me now I promised him this deal to help Ye Song escape from your hands, and he promised to protect me Yu However, do you think a woman like me can still be worthy of him even if she gets out alive So, I didn't think I could live today at the beginning, I was just happy, he gave me a promise that I hated Ye Song the most."
Her eyes lingered on Ye Song's body, "But I also learned from her that love is not to be taken for himself, but as long as he lives well."
I am a woman on the battlefield of Nanyao, and going back to Northern Xia with him will only bring him a burden, not to mention that he doesn't love me. ” Nan Xirong gasped behind her, took Nanshu's hand holding the hilt of the sword, and shouted, pulling the sword out of his and Nanshu's bodies.
Nan Shu convulsed, blood stained her beautiful pink smoke gauze skirt, she couldn't bear the pain, even the last breath was gone, and when the breath was broken, she finally smiled and said: "Actually, what you love the most is not me, nor anyone, but yourself." ” Nan Xirong successfully pulled out the sword, and her body didn't know how to support it, so she had to use the sword pestle on the ground, but Nan Shu's body fell to the side softly, and she had closed her eyes.
As soon as Nan Xirong fished her bloody, he scooped her into his arms, turned around and hugged her in his arms, couldn't bear the weight and knelt on one knee on the ground, facing the Northern Xia army below with his own back.
He didn't say a word, and no one knew if he was dead or not.
The Imperial Guards surrendered.
Su Chen took one last look at the blood-stained skirt on the stage, and uncontrollably appeared in his mind the morning and twilight when he and Nan Shu were together.
He could even see himself clearly at that time, although he was not sober, but he was indeed very fond of Nanshu.
He had never done such a delicate and gentle job for any woman, not even Ye Song.
Perhaps this paragraph was destined to start in the wrong way.
So in the end, it must end up in the wrong way.
Su Chen lowered his cold eyebrows, no longer thinking about it, and no longer looking at it.
He made a gesture lightly, and the archers prepared in unison, and ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, all rushing towards Nan Xirong alone.
What kind of taste is it like to pierce the heart with ten thousand arrows, maybe he has experienced it or not.
The morning sun has risen early, and the golden sunlight has sprinkled the entire earth, illuminating every corner, so that this section of the collapsed palace walls and glazed tile ruins will eventually become a history that will eventually be submerged in the rolling river.
It's finally all over.
Finally, there is time to sit down and take a breath, blow the warm spring breeze, bask in the bright sun, tell a few jokes to entertain the public, or enjoy the beautiful scenery of the ruins in front of you.
There were many soldiers in Northern Xia, laughing and laughing, and they couldn't help crying.
The blood on the stage gradually solidified and dried up, and Nan Xirong's back was densely filled with arrows.
He protected Nanshu at the last moment, not knowing whether it was good or bad.
Maybe he still subconsciously felt that Nan Shu was his woman and had to die together, he didn't want Nan Shu to die too ugly, after all, she had been beautiful all her life.
Everyone thought he was too conceited.
What he thinks is his own, and he is always his own.
Since Nanshu chose to die with him, he will not let her go until he dies, but will hold her tightly.
Nanshu is right, what he loves most is himself.
In addition to him, it is Nanshu who he loves.
It's just that his love is too incomprehensible, and sometimes it is so heavy that it is like a shackle that can never be broken, and it will bind her forever and ever; Sometimes it's as light as a feather that will fly away at any moment, but it's dispensable.
Nan Yao was originally a nation similar to the small northern countries, but because the king here was well governed, he began to be uneasy about his duties when he saw his country becoming stronger and stronger, and took the initiative to provoke war.
In the war with Northern Xia a few years ago, Nan Yao was also miserable.
That became a shame that Nan Xirong couldn't erase in his mind.
He remembered that he sent someone to assassinate Su Jing's family, but he was later stomped on the ground by Su Jing in front of the truce soldiers of the two countries.
His innate royal pride did not allow him to be treated like this.
Therefore, he planned painstakingly and secretly swore that one day, not only Su Jing would be killed, but also the entire Northern Xia would be trampled under his feet.
The conceited himself was like him, but in the end he failed.
He still remembers that year, the harvest of Nan Yao was not good, and the whole country was suffering from famine.
At that time of desolation, he went out of Beijing to deliver disaster relief and food, and met Nanshu.
Nanshu was about to be sent inside, and a pair of black and white eyes looked at him, which was very moving.
Only later did he come in and buy her.
She was thirteen years old at the time.
Nan Shu became the little maid beside Nan Xirong, and she was well-behaved and thoughtful in everything she did when serving tea and water.
When he had free time, he taught Nanshu to play the piano, but he didn't expect her to be very talented and play extremely well.
When she saw the dancing girl, she followed along, and she also looked good.
For a good dancer in Nanyao, practicing dancing starts from a young age.
Nanshu has missed the best time to learn dance, and even if he does, his dancing posture is average.
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But later, when Nan Xirong asked her to learn, she also learned very well.
As the body was stretched and stretched, Nanshu's figure also grew, becoming more and more charming and exquisite.
She successfully became the number one dancer by Nan Xirong's side.
At that time, Nan Xirong was not the crown prince of Nan Yao.
With the ministers in power and other brothers competing with each other, he still has a long way to go to secure the throne.
He had been planning for this for a long time, and when he saw Nanshu growing more and more mature, he also hesitated.
But then, the night before, I asked for all the good things in Nanshu, and the next day I sent her to dance in the minister's palace.
Since then, she has fallen into the abyss and become a tool for Nan Xirong to obtain political benefits.
He knew that Nanshu had loved him innocently and purely, but love couldn't give him everything he wanted.
Maybe in the past, she would be grateful all her life that she was rescued by Nan Xirong when she was in a desperate situation, and she thought that she had been redeemed from then on, and she would never have to live a life of exile again; When it came to death, she would rather he hadn't saved her, because he was a demonic man who didn't know how to love.
In this life, she has done many things against her will, and it may be that in the end, the decision to leave Nan Xirong completely is the most correct decision she has ever made, although in the end she still failed.
Death was not as terrible as she imagined, but she felt extremely relaxed and relieved.
She just wants Nan Xirong to know that not everything in the world is under his control.
Because of his conceit, eventually everyone around him will leave him, including her.
The bloodstains on the stone platform are particularly eye-catching under the sun's rays.
Su Chen walked towards it step by step, and saw that Nan Shu had already died silently in Nan Xirong's arms, and Nan Xirong also lost his breath.
It's just that he maintained the stiff movement of holding Nan Shu, slightly bent his back, and the cold golden mask on his face fell off, revealing an ugly cheek, and the hair on both sides of the cheek hung down slightly, blocking his long, narrow eyes that were not closed, and the pupils in his eyes had already become cloudy.
In the end, Nan Xirong also ended up blind.
Unexpectedly, Nan Xirong hugged Nan Shu very tightly, as if he knew that someone would come to rob him, Su Chen took a lot of effort to get Nan Shu out of his arms, and left the dilapidated palace with his arms.
Out of the dilapidated palace gate, the sky is high and the sea is wide outside, and she is free.
Nan Xirong's death was too simple, and the soldiers were completely not relieved.
They cut off Nan Xirong's head, also put it in a bamboo basket, and kicked Nan Xirong's head as a ball in Nan Yao's palace.
This carnival lasted for three days and three nights.
Since then, there is no longer the word Nan Yao on the map of China.
A few months later, the Northern Xia army returned to the dynasty in triumph, and the whole country rejoiced.
Su Ruoqing, the emperor of Northern Xia, personally went out of the city to greet him and express his condolences to the soldiers of the three armies.
Nan Xirong's body was brought back to Beijing by the ice coffin, and Su Ruoqing ordered his body to be hung on the city wall, given a hundred whips, and exposed to the sun for seven days and not allowed to enter the earth for peace, in order to avenge the dead Northern Xia warriors.
At that time, Ye Song rode a horse and stood under the city tower, watching Nan Xirong's body being tied up and rising up to the city tower little by little, she straddled the horse, stood on the ground and looked up, the light that raised her eyes made her squint, but she still had to see clearly and see what kind of fate Nan Xirong was now.
She finally avenged Chen Mingguang.
And Nan Shu's body was also brought back to Northern Xia in an ice coffin, but not with Nan Xirong.
Su Chen buried her alone in the cemetery where Nanshu, the concubine of King Ning's mansion, was once buried.
The feng shui is very good there, and you can see the green mountains and green waters and the sunset.
It was an empty tomb that belonged to Nanshu and was a symbol of her identity.
She will always be a person in the Three Princes' Mansion.
There was no suspense in the final battle between Northern Xia and Nan Yao, and it became a major legend in the history of Northern Xia.
Northern Xia produced an ordnance wizard, and the machine, arrow, crossbow and artillery weapons used on the battlefield became the most powerful weapons, reshaping the majesty of Northern Xia, making the surrounding enemy countries fearful, which also completely ended the cold weapon era of Northern Xia.
Since then, Nan Yao has been included in the territory of Northern Xia, and Northern Xia has produced a generation of Ming monarchs, under his governance, the country is prosperous, and the people are prosperous, and there are dozens of artillery guns in northern Xinjiang to guard the border, and the northern countries dare not commit it again.
History has a lot of admiration for a person, and there is a lot of denigration on the opposite side.
The Ye family is full of loyalty, but some people say that they are highly meritorious; The first female general of Northern Xia is brave and unparalleled, but some people say that she is neither male nor female, and she is ugly.
The rumors of her and Su Jing spread in Shangjing.
One is a woman who used to be the third princess, with a full manhood, the woman does not look like a woman, and her appearance is ruined; One is the noble prince of Shangjing, and the man who countless women dream of in the boudoir.
These two people, how can they match the demon prince and concubine Diao :