The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 297 Forgive
Xiao Ninglan's footsteps stopped there, besides deep helplessness and pain on Jun's face, Yan Xiaoyu looked up at him, even though her eyes could no longer see anything, she still looked in his direction with a firm voice And sad.

"Ning Lan, don't worry about me. It's already like this between us. Whoever leaves first will have his soul waiting for the other one. Ning Lan, go back and don't look at me like this anymore. It's not good-looking, it's really not good-looking... ..." Yan Xiaoyu cried like a child, but she could feel the bloody part of her tears.

Xiao Ninglan looked at Yan Xiaoyu's blood-covered face, his phoenix eyes were already full of tears, he listened to her words, and shed tears silently.

Yes, if we can't even be together for the last half year, what's the point of her living or his living?

Their relationship is already like this, no matter who is dead or alive, they will all be waiting for the other on Peach Blossom Island.

He lowered his head, tears fell on the bright red Resurrection Flower, he remembered the past, his old friend, Yan Xiaoyu who was so careless in the Prince's Mansion.

The tears became more violent. He saw the smiling Yan Xiaoyu jumping up and fingering him. He saw Yan Xiaoyu in red clothes making faces at him. On a plain piece.

If he hadn't been so obsessed with her chastity in the beginning, would the love between them not have been so rough.

If, from the very beginning, he saw her kindness and quit the court with her, would the love between them not be so hard?
in case……

in case……

He remembered, their daughter, Yun Duo...

He remembered, their son, Yun Xiao...

He thought of too many people, so many smiling faces, so many memories of the past, looking up, everything has become a thing of the past.

He turned around with tears streaming down his face, turned around and walked towards their small wooden house, the sound of Wei Jinhan lifting his long sword and piercing Yan Xiaoyu's body sounded behind him, Yan Xiaoyu didn't scream anymore, she just looked at Xiao Ninglan blurred with blood and tears away direction.

He understands, and she understands, they can't force it, everything is fate, fate...

The cold sword pierced her heart, the wind whimpered in her ears, she chuckled, death is actually easier than living, living is the most painful.

As evidenced by Baiyun, I, Yan Xiaoyu, have been here in this life, in a time and space called Xiliang...

As the wind blows, I, Yan Xiaoyu, have fallen in love with someone in this life, his name is Xiao Ninglan...

Ning Lan, do you still remember our oath?I'm leaving first, I'll wait for you on Peach Blossom Island.

Ning Lan, I'm leaving, you have to be good, half a year, just half a year, after half a year, we will still be husband and wife in the ghost world.

Wei Jinhan looked at Xiao Ninglan's back, his starry eyes flashed a cold light, he withdrew the blood-stained sword in his hand, and said coldly, "Xiao Ninglan, you can't save the one you love, you are so useless watching her die behind you What are you doing alive? Why haven’t you committed suicide? Why are you still living humble and shameless?”

Xiao Ninglan's footsteps stopped, tears streamed down Jun's face, but the corners of his thin lips evoked a charming smile, "Because we made an appointment, life and death, we will meet on Peach Blossom Island, and then reincarnate together, the next life , we are still husband and wife!"

He ignored Wei Jinhan, stepped forward, and there was a heavy sound behind him. Wei Jinhan's long sword had already broken the rope on Yan Xiaoyu's body. He held her body in his hands, as if throwing a cargo. Down the vast abyss.

Xiao Ninglan walked resolutely, there was no usual ruthlessness between his brows and eyes, he looked at the white clouds in the distance, and a desolate smile appeared in his eyes.

Xiaoyu, do you like me like this?

Xiaoyu, can I match up with you who is flawless?
Xiaoyu, wait for me for only half a year. After half a year, we will still be husband and wife in the ghost world.

The leaves of the cypress trees were blown down by the wind, and the sound of sobbing was like singing and weeping.

A large piece of Resurrection Flower withered in an instant, Wei Jinhan looked at the blood in his hand, and was confused for a moment, did he take revenge?Still, he did what God should do.

The flowers withered, revealing withered and yellow leaves. He didn't know whether these flowers would bloom again in the coming year. In fact, he liked these flowers very much. They reminded him of the little happiness in his childhood.

He raised his head slightly, the wind smelled of blood, closed his eyes, he thought of Aya, the motionless woman facing his long sword.

That woman died under his sword without a word of explanation, not even a trace of guilt or fear. So far, he still doesn't understand that mysterious woman.

When Xiao Ninglan walked back to his wooden house, it was already getting late. He silently packed everything in the wooden house, and packed everything that could be taken away into packages. Looking at everything familiar in the house, he raised his head, and the tears on his cheeks has dried up,
The stars shine extraordinarily brightly in the silent night, the broken starlight flickers on the ground, everything is as beautiful as a dream.

He pushed the car and walked on the path under the moonlight. On a cold night, his spirit was abnormal. one.

He didn't know how long he had walked, but he was probably out of the capital, the morning star in the sky was already shining brightly, and the white of fish belly appeared in the east. He stopped the car and sat on the lawn next to him to breathe.

He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and the faint light seemed to flow out from between his fingers. He breathed heavily, and when the sun was about to break through the clouds and dawn came, he fell asleep.

Everything was like a nightmare. When he fell asleep, it was difficult to wake up, but when he woke up, he was no longer where he was.

He didn't understand, did he suffer from sleepwalking or something?When he woke up, the person was already far away from the cart he was pushing, and his sleep seemed to be too long, and he would sleep through the whole day.

Looking at his hands, there are some dirt marks on them. He has always been a clean person, and he can't even tolerate any flaws on his clothes, let alone his own hands.

While washing hands by the river, there are businessmen coming and going, and they are talking about something.It roughly means that yesterday during the day, a golden tiger appeared here, and the residents were so scared that they dared not go out during the day. Some people invited experts who specialize in tiger extermination, but they didn’t know that the big golden tiger would appear at night. It will appear, and everyone is worried.

Xiao Ninglan looked at the businessmen passing by, didn't speak, but carefully washed his hands to make them spotless.

He walked back to his car in silence, and pushed the cart without saying a word. Seeing that he looked like he had practiced kung fu, a fur dealer invited him to go with them, but Xiao Ninglan shook his head and refused.

Someone nearby commented that he might be a mute or a fool, and if he was going on the road alone at this time, if he met Jin Hu, wouldn't he die in vain?

Xiao Ninglan heard their discussion, and didn't take it seriously at all. Since Yan Xiaoyu died, he never said a word, and he is indeed not much different from a mute now.

As for Jin Hu, he has only half a year to live, so he has nothing to be afraid of.

Walking to a village in the countryside, he knocked on the door of a farmer's house. The owner of the farmer opened the door sleepily, and looked at the handsome and incredible man at the door in surprise.

Xiao Ninglan still didn't speak, just opened the money bag on his waist, and then looked at the farmer's kitchen.

The master in her early forties realized that she took the purse from Xiao Ninglan's hand and said with a smile, "You want to eat, right? No problem, you can stay here tonight, there just happens to be a vacant room here .”

Xiao Ninglan pushed the cart in, and then watched the hostess take out a few steaming roasted sweet potatoes, he ate them gracefully, with slender and beautiful fingers, peeling the skin lightly, all movements were perfect as if carefully trained.

After Xiao Ninglan finished eating the roasted sweet potatoes, he quietly looked at the hostess who was staring at him. The hostess looked embarrassed and walked away with a smile.

He closed the door and sat quietly in the room. He has never been a sleepy person, but for some reason, during the day, he fell asleep without even a little consciousness.

The candle was crackling, and he looked at the candle and began to count his own life. If he fell asleep like this during the day, it might take him a year to walk.
To Peach Blossom Island, but he does not have a year, his Xiaoyu is still waiting for him on Peach Blossom Island, he must arrive at Peach Blossom Island as soon as possible.

There is no need for a car anymore, even though the car is full of memories of him and Xiaoyu, but now he must consider riding a horse, which can speed up the time by half.

During the day, he can no longer sleep. If he only rests for an hour at night, he can go all out during the day, which can speed up half the time.

In this way, he would be able to reach Peach Blossom Island in three months. Looking at the candle, he began to imagine how he and her soul would meet on Peach Blossom Island.

She would definitely hold him and cry, because she really suffered a lot, and she would bite him hard, because when she was excited, she would always sharpen her teeth and bite.

On his neck, there were also the teeth marks left by her. He reached out and stroked his neck, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he was completely immersed in his own thoughts.

When the candle was extinguished, the sky was already bright, and the oil melted by the candle gathered together without shape, like tears condensed from people.

The owner of the farmhouse knocked on the door. She was very surprised. The young man who was staying last night was obviously in good spirits, but he didn't get up until the sun was up.

She kept knocking and shouting, "Guest officer, guest officer, we made glutinous rice noodles, do you want to try some?"

(End of this chapter)