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Chapter 44

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    The crescent moon is covered with veils, and the moonlight is like washing. People under the moon come with swords.

    Concubine Yu held the Qingfeng sword in her hand and jumped onto the roof with a light leap.  She overlooked the entire Luan Palace, as if she was making a final farewell, the determination in her eyes was full of nostalgia.

    This Luan Palace is deserted, quiet and scary, all because of the Queen's disappearance.

    ¡ª¡ªFor her, you can not go to court for three days and ignore politics.

    The expression on Concubine Yu's face kept changing, from anger to sadness.  Tears just fell down, slid across the cheeks, leaving water marks.

    Her Xuanxuan wedding dress was invisible in the night, just like her whole life in this Luan Palace, she could disappear into the darkness at any time, without anyone noticing or caring.  On the face dignified and magnificent, on the face it is miserable.

    Her lightness kung fu is excellent, no one in the palace can compare to her, and naturally no one notices at this time.  Arriving slowly, falling gently, as if descending from the sky to the side gate of Luan Hall.  The palace guards outside the Luan Hall didn't notice it at all.

    The Qingfeng Sword emitted a gloomy white light in the moonlight, imprinted on the Ditang flower, as if a monster opened a bloodthirsty mouth.

    She clung to the wall and walked towards the bed very lightly and slowly.  This walk, for her, is a road of no return.  But even so, she didn't hesitate at all.  Every time she takes a step, she has to hold her breath and stand for a full cup of tea, making sure that there is no sound on the bed before continuing to walk.  Walking to the bed, the person on the bed was still sleeping unconsciously.

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    The bed was half covered with curtains.

    Under the dark moonlight, the sound of wind penetrated through the window lattice, and the rolled up dust adhered to the bed curtain and floated up, and one could vaguely see the person lying flat on the bed, with thin clothes, long hair hanging down with the foot of the curtain, and a slight undulation of the chest  , seems to sleep very peacefully.

    Under the slight moonlight, this person's face glowed with a soft and clear halo, which made people feel pity.

    Feng Leyu stood at the head of the bed, lowered her head slightly, bit her lip, her eyes were reddish, staring coldly at Gu Changyan on the bed.  The moonlight sprinkled on her face, her cheeks were thin and pale, and there was a slight cyan color in the pale, and the bone line of the side face was cold and deep.

    Only one person's breathing can be heard in the air flowing in the hall, nothing else.

    The moonlight is bleak and cold, and it is lonely.

    It wasn't until a cloud drifted past in the sky, covering the moon, that the dark night was blurred, and the curtain on the bed was blown by the wind again, gracefully lifting a corner.

    Gu Changyan felt a chill approaching, his heart shivered, and Fang moved slightly.

    He frowned slightly, and asked as if sighing: "Are you here? Why don't you light the lamp?"

    He is like this, his voice is soft and affectionate, like the long and continuous fine snow in winter, gentle but penetrating to the bone.  But he was carrying a sharp bayonet, as if it could pierce Feng Leyu's heart in one stroke, and blood flowed like a river in an instant.

    Feng Leyu thumped in her heart, almost falling into the abyss he gave her.  She continued to remain silent, staring straight at Gu Changyan.  His whole body trembled slightly.

    Seeing that she should not answer, Gu Changyan got up and sat on the bed.  He was only wearing a snow-white tunic with a crooked lapel, and the hairpin on top of his head had also been taken off a long time ago, and his black hair was scattered in a rather messy front and back.

    His face was pale, and he looked sickly.

    Presumably it was because of the sorrow of the queen's death.

    Feng Le's happy heart is like a knife.

    Gu Changyan raised his eyes and took a deep look at her, looking at her cold and clear eyes in the night with deep and unpredictable eyes, knowing that she would not let him go easily tonight.

    With a slightly cool voice, he said, "You're still here after all."

    Feng Leyu saw his eyes slowly opening, like stars outside the window, she was taken aback, but suddenly turned into frost, with a flick of her wrist, a gleaming Qingfeng sword was immediately placed on Gu Changyan's chest  neck side.

    Gu Changyan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and prey, and he glanced at her, his complexion immediately turned cold, his dark crystal eyes were cold and cold, like a wild leopard aroused by bloodthirsty.

    "Why are you bothering?"

    Feng Leyu raised her head and laughed lightly. The laughter was hoarse and terrifying, full of hatred and grief. Her eyes, which had been soaked in tears at some point, shone brightly. She snorted coldly and said in a hoarse voice: "You kill me!"  Clansman, ruin my life, yet you ask me why?"

    The sudden burst of laughter in the night was as cold as a nightmare, and the birds in the night sky were startled and screamed, which was extremely gloomy.

    The palace people outside the palace were cold when they heard the sound, they looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to speak or do anything.  It was because dozens of military generals had already lined up outside the door, waiting for orders without moving.  At this time, the Luan Palace is like a big knife raised high, just waiting for her Feng Leyu to approach.

    Gu Changyan's eyes fell on Feng Leyu's wedding dress, and the image of her marrying into the East Palace flashed in her mind. After a while, she looked at it indifferently.Le Yu's face was as cold as a knife.

    "The day has finally come."

    He spoke very lightly, as if he was only speaking to himself.  After finishing speaking, there was heavy gloom between his brows.

    Before Feng Leyu could hear what he said, the Qingfeng sword in her hand approached some of Gu Changyan's necks again.

    Gu Changyan tilted his head slightly, so calm that he didn't seem to know that there was such a sharp sword resting on his neck.  There was no trace of fear on his face, his eyes were as deep as the vast sea, and he looked straight at Feng Leyu, revealing a helpless smile full of sarcasm, and said lightly: "It's over?"

    Feng Leyu was so bluffed by his words that she almost lost her momentum, she was suddenly covered in cold sweat, her hair from her tailbone to her scalp was raised up, and the cold Qingfeng Sword in her hand flinched a little, she gathered herself together  , glaring and coldly said: "You lied to me!"

    Gu Changyan stared at Feng Leyu's eyes with his dark eyes, stood up, gently lifted the Hidden Sword around his neck to the side of his face with his left hand, and suddenly tilted his head to lean on it - a dark and dark streak suddenly appeared on his cold white cheek.  Another long bloody hole!

    ?Real flesh and skin, without any falsehood.

    The bright red blood flowed down the cheeks, dyeing the white clothes into black.

    Bloody completely made Feng Leyu lose her mind, her cold voice in the dark was hysterical, like the despair in her heart.

    "Did you ever love me?"

    The soreness in my heart also flowed out along with the shouting, like a cut wound, with the guidance of the shouting, the black and purple blood inside was exported.

    As soon as the voice fell, she realized that she was too stupid. How could she wish to ask such questions?  Wouldn't it be self-defeating?  To love or not to love, at this moment, with him and myself, has long been meaningless.

    After all, the delusions are too deep and the obsession is too heavy.  The entangled despair blooms into black mandalas, blooming the hatred and resentment that have accumulated for a long time.

    She glanced at him coldly, with sad and hopeless eyes, and said with a sinister smile, "Say it!"

    Gu Changyan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were dark like the sea of ??dark night, and his expression was unpredictable.

    A gust of night wind blew in from the half-closed window, and the increasingly dimmer moonlight shone in the hall, reflecting Gu Changyan's icy face.

    "No, never."

    He spoke every word and every word with a ferocious tone, and especially raised his voice for the last four words, which was very cold and terrifying.

    Feng Leyu suddenly felt heart-wrenching, staggered back two steps, looked at him desperately, her face turned ashen for a moment, as if she had been hit suddenly by someone, and her heart was shattered.

    Both the mind and the mind are shaken, the mind and the mind are all abolished, but there is endless love and hatred.

    The moonlight printed her face horribly. Under the disastrous defeat, a pair of bloodshot eyes stared straight at Gu Changyan.

    In a blink of an eye, her body exuded bitter hatred, and her desperate eyes were tainted with other complex expressions that burst out with a cold light. Her lips moved, and she said sadly: "You made me deaf, I don't know the world,  You are really cruel!"

    The moonlight shone on the Qingfeng Sword, and it emitted a fierce and frightening light, as if it wanted to illuminate and burn the entire Luan Palace, destroying the love and hatred tonight.

    She mentioned Qingfeng Sword again, but at that moment, Gu Changyan took her into his arms.

    The Qingfeng Sword slipped from her hand.

    Gu Changyan closed his eyes, as if he wanted to hide some emotions that he didn't want to be known to others, his Qingjun face was gloomy, his eyes were as dark as the night, and there was a faint light, and there was a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, slowly and slowly.  desolate.

    "You shouldn't be here tonight."

    The voice contained deep sadness, wrapped in his slightly trembling choked sobs.

    Feng Leyu was startled, and wanted to leave his embrace, but a burst of severe pain hit her back, as if countless knives were stabbing her at the same time.

    Thousands of arrows pierced the heart.

    She was pierced by thousands of arrows.

    She enjoyed her life happily, loved her whole life, and hated her all her life, but in the end she died with a thousand arrows piercing her heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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