After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 1134 The ending of the text, the four chapters are published together

At this moment, Su Chenyang walked in slowly.

Looking at the pile of people slumped on the soft couch, his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, "You will enjoy it."

She raised her eyes and glanced at him calmly, "Is there any news about the little monk?"

Su Chenyang shook his head, "I ordered people to search everywhere, but I couldn't find it."

She nodded thoughtfully, "That person is just restless, wouldn't it be good to stay in the Buddhist temple?"

As she spoke, she sighed.

"Forget it, everyone has their own pursuit in their hearts. Since what he wants is to save the world with a Zen stick in his hand, we can only hope that everything is fine for him."

"Why don't you wish Gu An well?" He glanced at him displeased, with a bit of displeasure in his eyes.

She glanced at him with a look that seemed to be finding fault, "I have never seen anyone who has a better life than you in my life."

Su Chenyang: "..."

He came to sit beside her, looked around, hummed a syllable softly with his thin lips.

"Isn't the lonely Changle Palace better than this?"

Hearing his words, she just raised her eyes and glanced at him, "I'm not your concubine, it's not appropriate to live in Changle Palace."

The man's eyes rested on her scorchingly, and there were many complexities in it.

"As long as you are willing, you will always be a lonely concubine."

She shook her head, "Of course I don't want to, there are so many beauties in your harem, so forget it, I'm a clean freak."

Hearing this, the man's eyes darkened slightly, "What about him?"

Yin Jiuqing paused slightly for the hand holding Taozi, and then gently pulled out a dazzling arc, "Isn't that why I'm here."

Su Chenyang: "..."

What more can he say?
"Let's go, Gu will take you out for a walk." Hiding the emotions in his heart, he whispered with thin lips.

Some people, some things, will not belong to him after all.

Being in this high position, overlooking the scenery of the world, one is destined to lose something.

Yin Jiuqing glanced at the scorching sun hanging high outside, but did not refuse, got up from the soft couch and walked out with him.

The scorching sun hung high, scorching the entire southwestern court a little hot, and there was a sudden clatter of horseshoes.

Yin Jiuqing looked back, only to see Ling Yang rushing over anxiously, "Master is not well, Li Cang..."

He seemed to have just noticed Yin Jiuqing who was standing beside Su Chenyang, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Say!" Yin Jiuqing uttered a sentence heavily, exuding an irresistible momentum.

Ling Yang glanced at her complicatedly, but Su Chenyang shook his head in a low voice.

The next moment, the sharp blade in Yin Jiuqing's hand touched his neck, "Say."

Ling Yang struggled for a while, and then said helplessly, "These days, the master ordered people to look for Li Cang in the four countries, but they found nothing."

Yin Jiuqing looked at him quietly, a bad premonition slowly floated up in her heart.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of that dream that was so real on the day of her wedding with Gu Qingyu.

Ling Yang let out a foul breath, "Our people accidentally fell off a cliff near an ancient temple in Yanjingchao, only to find that there is a glacier underneath, and the ice coffin inside..."

Before Ling Yang could finish speaking, Yin Jiuqing suddenly took a step back, "Stop talking."

She thought, she already knew.

It turned out that it was not a dream.

The scorching sun above her head was still dazzling, but she couldn't feel the slightest warmth, as if she was in ice.

No wonder, no wonder she was clearly dying, but when she woke up, there was no abnormality.

No wonder, she felt sad for a long time after that, it turned out that it was because of that little monk.

She closed her eyes, slowly raised her head, a line of clear tears slid down the corners of her eyes, dripped down her chin, and eventually became silent.

Su Chenyang looked at her quietly, feeling a little sour in his heart.

Yin Jiuqing didn't speak any more, she got on her horse and left in the direction of Yan Jingchao.

Su Chenyang stood in the crowd, watching her figure slowly disappear from his eyes, feeling a little lost, a little lonely, and a little uncomfortable.

Ling Yang looked at him, "Master, don't you want to chase after him?"

"No." He shook his head.

Now she doesn't need Su Chenyang by her side.

"Send someone to secretly protect."

"Yes." Ling Yang responded, and suddenly complained about his recklessness. He also found out the news by accident, and was too shocked, so he lost his sense of proportion for a while.

If her life was exchanged for Li Cang's life, how could she rest in peace for the rest of her life, and how could she be able to sit on the empress's seat and share the head with the white head of the Qingbei Dynasty.

……

Before Yin Jiuqing had left the territory of the Southwest Dynasty, he confronted Gu Qingyu who came on horseback.

He was dressed in white, with fluttering black hair, surrounded by guards, standing on the back of a horse, still quiet, like a flower of a high mountain that cannot be clung to at will.

From a short distance away, they stared at each other like this.

The man's thin lips parted slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Lao Jiu, I'm here to take you home."

Yin Jiuqing's eyes were a little red, and he didn't know if it was because he heard the news of the man's death, or because he saw someone he hadn't seen for a long time.

The man got off his horse, strode up to her, and held out his hand to her, "I've been wandering outside these days, I should go back."

Yin Jiuqing opened her eyes wide, not wanting to let the unbearable tears fall.

Under the man's gaze, she lightly shook her head, her whole body was covered with a layer of lingering alienation and indifference.

She said, "My lord, I will not go back again."

Listening to the phrase 'Emperor', the man's eyes darkened.

"The queen mother will not make things difficult for you in the future." His faint voice was tinged with a trace of melancholy at this moment.

Yin Jiuqing looked down at him, and every word she uttered was full of instruction just like her superior status.

She said, "You are now the lord of a country. Now that you have the royal power, you must get used to loneliness. Your concubines are not for love."

She raised her head and hid the look in her eyes, "Empress, let alone."

Under the momentary gloomy gaze of the man, she suddenly clamped the horse's belly, and the maroon horse leaped far away.

But her voice echoed clearly in his ears.

"When you stand firmly on the pinnacle of power, you will understand that as an emperor, there is nothing in this world that you cannot give up, including Yin Jiuqing."

Gu Qingyu suddenly felt enveloped by a burst of oppressive darkness.

He didn't know that what happened that night left such a deep mark on her heart, making her so determined.

"Yin Jiuqing!"

He let out a loud roar that permeated the junction of the Southwest Dynasty, and he also managed to get the rider to grab the reins.

She was still standing on the horse's back, but she never looked back.

Gu Qingyu clenched his fist hanging by his side, "Loving me, is it really that difficult?"

With the hot wind blowing gently, she heard her voice coming through the thin sunlight, "Difficult."

There was a little monk between them.

Her life was bought by him.

She and Gu Qingyu will owe him everything in this lifetime, and they will never be able to repay it, so how can she feel at ease.

Gu Qingyu stood there in a daze, looking at the person on the tip of his heart, who slowly disappeared from his eyes.

Her unfeeling 'difficulty' pierced deeply into his heart, and it hurt him so much that he couldn't breathe.

……

Under the leadership of Gu Qingyu, the Qingbei Dynasty has been growing, its territory has expanded and expanded, and there is a faint tendency to aspire to the top of the world and become the best of the four kingdoms.

He only needs one more battle to become the master of the world.

But he stopped suddenly.

Standing on the majestic city tower in Qingbei, his eyes seemed to be out of focus.

The entire Qingbei Dynasty was shrouded in a sheet of white snow.

For the past three years, he has been busy with government affairs and expanding his territory every day. He thought that as long as he was busy, he could forget that heartless person.

But in the dead of night, the shadow of that person penetrated into the lungs everywhere, and the bone-destroying thoughts seemed to be able to drive him crazy.

He also knew last night that he knew the real reason why she left him.

He closed his eyes, and stood completely white in the wind and snow. The tears in his eyes seemed to burst out of a bank.

He knew that at this moment, he should not force him anymore, because he was the one who created the current situation and separated her from him.

but……

He really misses her, really, can't let go anymore.

Looking around, the vast territory of this world will be in his pocket, but he suddenly doesn't want it anymore.

No matter how tall you stand, what is the use without her?

Wei Li came up and handed him a cloak, "Master, you can go now."

He nodded, turned around and went down the tower, heading in the direction of Yanjing Chao.

……

This year's winter seems to have lasted extraordinarily long. Yin Jiuqing was wrapped in a thick fox ball and stood under the glacier.

Holding a jug of fruit wine in her hand, she walked slowly to the ice coffin.

The people inside were still sleeping, their brows were tightly closed, and their faces were the same as before, revealing a kind of compassion engraved in their bones.

She sat down against the ice coffin, raised her head and took a sip of the fruit wine in her hand, and then poured some on the ground.

"I've told you several times that this fruit wine is vegetarian, and even monks can drink it."

She said while drinking.

But every time she said a word, she never got a response, and she seemed to be used to it, leaning on the ice coffin, as if leaning on him to drink alone.

"Little monk, do you know? When I first met you, I really thought you looked good, but you were too cold. At that time, you knew my secret, and I really wanted to kill you."

She gave a low laugh.

"I'm actually quite cruel and ungrateful. I don't know why, but I let you go that day."

Drinking alone is easy to get drunk, and before the pot of wine bottomed out, she leaned against the ice coffin and felt a little drowsy.

All the while, she was shivering with cold.

But over the years, I don't know if I often go in and out of here, and I am not so afraid.

She glanced at the guqin beside her, and slightly hooked her red lips. She picked it up and put it on her knees, flicking it gently with her slender fingertips.

The tune cannot be tuned, and the tune cannot be tuned.

It's a guqin with ethereal sound, which is rare in the world, but she played it in a mess.

After playing for a while, she suddenly stopped, frowning displeased, a little impatient.

"I won't play it anymore, I won't play it anymore, this piano really has no spirituality at all, and I don't know how to cooperate."

She turned her head, looked at the person in the ice coffin, and said as if she was complaining, "You can tell me what you like, it's so hard to play a tune for you if you insist on liking something that's so contrived."

As she spoke, she carefully placed Qin aside.

She put her head lightly on the ice coffin, and hugged the ice surface with one hand, as if hugging him.

The long eyelashes trembled, she slowly closed her eyes, and said inaudibly from her bright red lips, "Little monk, go to sleep."

Her voice was very soft, very weak, as if she was afraid of disturbing this beautiful dream.

The peerless Guqin quietly stayed in the cold ice, covered with a shallow layer of ice, it was his favorite Guqin.

She was unwilling to wake up in her sleep, and someone came on ice and snow.

He stood not far away, watching the scene quietly, with five fingers clenched tightly.

"Old Nine..." He murmured, his voice was extremely hoarse.

His heart was beating like thunder, and he couldn't tell what it was like, but at this moment, he suddenly had the urge to cry.

He finally found her.

Before meeting her, he never knew that longing is so tormenting, it can even reduce a person with abundant flesh and blood to barrenness.

The glacier was extremely cold, and when the smell of alcohol dissipated, she woke up from her dream.

She lowered her eyes, but found that there was an extra piece of clothing on her body that didn't belong to her.

And the man stood in front of him, looking down at her.

I haven't seen him for three years, but he is still the same as before, but he has a mature charm, his figure is tall and his face is still the same.

In the space where the cold air spread, Yin Jiuqing's voice seemed to be tainted with a bit of coldness, "Your Majesty."

"..." Gu Qingyu opened and closed his lips, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The phrase 'Emperor' has already shown that her determination has not changed.

He walked towards her slowly, holding her cold hand carefully.

"All these years, have you really never thought about me, even just for a moment?" His voice echoed in it, revealing an unspeakable loneliness.

Yin Jiuqing lowered her eyelashes, and the words she spoke were still as indifferent as before.

"May my emperor, open up the territory and achieve fame, and from now on, I will not fall into the sky, live up to the fame of the prosperous world!"

Gu Qingyu's hand that held her suddenly loosened, and his fingertips slid across her palm, and the slight pause was the lingering lingering that he couldn't let go of.

He turned around slowly, and walked towards the outside with stiff steps.

The Yanjing Dynasty was also covered by wind and snow, with snow everywhere, lonely and cold.

In the wind and snow, the emperor's tears fell silently where no one else could see.

There was an indescribably lonely and bleak voice in his voice.

"Mr. Gu will always wait for Miss Yin."

Wait for her to let go of the obsession in her heart, wait for her to return to his side willingly.

……

It was another year when Cangshan Mountain was covered by wind and snow. When Yin Jiuqing came to the glacier, it was no longer as cold and desolate as before.

There is a table of vegetarian dishes inside, and the fruit wine that she suddenly likes these years, and of course, there is also the presence of that man.

Yin Jiuqing was holding the fruit wine, and looked at him from a short distance away, a slight doubt flashed in his eyes.

He raised his eyes and cast a glance at her, his lips curled up slightly, just like the disaster that overwhelmed the country, like the flowers of spring dawn, and the moon in the mirror.

He stretched out his hand towards her, "Miss Yin, it's time to eat."

Looking at him, Yin Jiuqing's red lips curled up slowly.

The eyes of the two met, and they glanced at Wannian.

The Buddha said that all things follow fate, and the people we guard affectionately, sometimes it is not as good as turning around and looking back.

In fact, the past life and the present life are a life-to-death companionship, and yesterday and today are a new alternation.

Time will make everything clear to you.

The little monk traded his life for her to live, not because he wanted to see her drunk and dreaming of death, let alone seeing her immersed in guilt and self-blame every day.

She wants to live happily, and with his share, weave infinite beauty.

Gu Qingyu gently hugged her into his arms, "You have punished me as a widow for many years, but have I been released after serving my sentence?"

Yin Jiuqing pinched the flesh around his waist, and said softly from his lips, "I heard that your mother died?"

Gu Qingyu: "..."

He looked at her dotingly, and clasped his fingers tightly with her. From then on, life is not responsible for each other, and death is always with him.

[End of the main text] After that, there is an extra episode, dedicated to the little fairies who like the little monk. It starts from Xiaojiu before revenge. You can stop chasing.

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