Bamboo Horse Strawberry Flavor

Chapter 184 The Painting of the Blood-stained Country (End)
Blood splattered down his chest, and a moment of blackness flashed before his eyes. Qi Jue's face was as pale as paper, and he felt the loss of vitality in his body.

He covered his chest with one hand, and held the cold long sword with the other.

The stalwart young general knelt on one knee.

In a daze, Qi Jue seemed to see the little girl with a smile like a flower bouncing around poking her head, tilting her head and asking him if the fireworks in the sky were good.

Those beautiful and pure peach blossom eyes are as beautiful as stars falling from the sky.

"nice."

The young man's words were almost inaudible.

The fireworks that day were too beautiful, the scenery was too beautiful, and the people were too beautiful, which fascinated his eyes.

Clenching the red rope in his hand, the boy's picturesque eyebrows burst into a relieved smile, clean and gentle.

Chaoyang.

Wait for me, okay?

I... came to find you.

*
The youngest son of the Qi family, a man of the generation who is astonishingly talented and charming, with the best demeanor in the capital.

In the end, he died in battle.

No one thought that he would choose to die in such a tragic way.

Although the battle that day was a dead end, Qi Jue was not invincible.

If he didn't want to die, how could he be willing to die.

The endless yellow sand, the vast wasteland stretching as far as the eye can see.

A young talent is buried in the bone.

*
Chaoyang died under a glass of poisoned wine.

The emperor of Xiliang was unwilling to be held back by Xiao Yunran, so he hatched a conspiracy.

Poisoned.

But he never thought that this glass of wine was drunk by Chaoyang by mistake.

The beautiful girl in a light crimson palace dress had a pale complexion, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth unstoppably.

One drop, two drops.

The girl covered her chest with her slender and fair fingers, and she fell down slowly. There was even a slight bewilderment in those beautiful and clean peach blossom eyes.

She didn't quite understand the current situation.

Just watching Chaoyang fall softly in front of him.

Xiao Yunran froze there completely.

The chill ran from the soles of his feet to his whole body, and he only felt chills all over his body.

Obviously only a few steps away.

The young man actually felt that there seemed to be a natural moat between them.

He rushed over, bent his slender legs, gently embraced Chaoyang's body, and let her head rest on his chest.

"Chaoyang, I will save you...you will be fine..."

The Prince Regent of Xiliang was so at a loss for the first time, he even started to speak incoherently.

In fact, Xiao Yunran knew.

There is no cure for this poison.

It even has the effect of melting bones.

This meant that he couldn't even preserve her body.

For the first time the youth experienced the feeling of despair.

"Am I going to die?" Chaoyang asked him.

"No, no..." He hugged the girl in his arms tightly, the young man was trembling all over, and the cinnabar between his brows was as bright red as blood.

Xiao Yunran didn't know whether he was telling Chaoyang or himself.

Chaoyang felt a little sleepy, and his chest hurt unbearably.

"I want to go home."

"Qi Jue, we haven't watched the fireworks yet, at the Marriage Tree..."

A low whisper, with a sense of grievance.

She blinked slowly, and slowly closed her eyes.

"I let you go, you can go to him, as long as you live well, okay?"

It was the first time for a young man who had never bent down to beg in such a low voice.

You can do whatever you want.

I just want you to live.

good or not?
I beg you……

*
Chaoyang is dead.

No bones left.

The bright and alluring girl didn't even leave a trace of her existence in this world.

He overthrew the Xiliang dynasty he once guarded, and beheaded the so-called Xiliang emperor with one sword.

The three-foot Qingfeng was stained with blood.

The regent of Xiliang usurped the throne.

Xiao Yunran took the seat of the Ninth Five Lord.

So far, with boundless glory, enjoy lifelong solitude.

*
Blood stained the country.

The cinnabar between the eyebrows is picturesque.

How can you smile like a flower.

　Heck, I feel a little cruel

　　Sad
　　ask for a ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)