The raised footsteps paused slightly, and looked at her crying for a while: "Crying is useless. People cannot be resurrected by death. The palace is a huge cage. If you can escape, don't stay here."

Yan Cha's eyes were full of tears, and he looked back at me, tears rolling down his cheeks: "She is gone, I think she will come back one day, and I can still talk to him in this palace."

"But unexpectedly, yin and yang are separated, everything is my delusion. Empress, do you know her right? Do you know how she died?"

"You are not willing to leave here," I was calm: "You must be responsible for your choice, whether it is good or bad."

"It's useless to cry here. No one can see your crying. Get up and say goodbye."

There is a person who remembers me, but does not ask for my goodness, but remembers me alone. This feeling is very wonderful, as if he is in the desert, thirsty and has seen an oasis.

Regardless of whether there is water in the oasis, it will run over and run over without any chance of death.

The hole in my hand was not wrapped, and blood dripped from the palace to the outside. Outside the palace, I saw the empress dowager's sedan chair, and many guards escorting her.

I paused for a moment, and there was already a pile of blood dripping under my feet.

In the evening, the empress dowager's sedan chair was lifted up.

There was more than the Empress Dowager sitting in the sedan chair, and Ni Hannian.

I raised my bloody hand and made a neck wiping action towards the empress dowager who looked at me. The neck wiping action angered her. She knocked on the sedan chair with her hand, and the person who wanted to carry the sedan chair stopped, but the person who carried the sedan chair did not listen to her, but she would not stop.

She was furious and shouted in the sedan chair, but her throat broke, and it had no use. She just couldn't get out of the sedan chair or came to me.

I raised my pale face and walked with her sedan chair. For her, this turned into a provocation. Her eyes were almost protruding, and her anger at me wanted to turn into a blade and sweep my life.

Walking all the way to the street, I lost too much blood, my body shook for a while, my eyes turned black, and after the blackening, I saw the sky.

After a few days, he lost a lot of weight and his chin was covered with stubble. He held a jar with one hand, covering the jar with a piece of red cloth.

I pulled the corner of my mouth and wanted to smile at him, but found that I couldn't smile.

His other hand opened to me.

My eyes lit up instantly. I couldn't care whether I could smile or not, and ran towards him.

When he fell into his arms, he hugged me tightly with one hand, and I also hugged his waist tightly and buried my head in his arms. My most loyal guardian will not betray me, will not deceive me, but will only protect me at the foot of the mountain.

After a long time in his arms, he reached out and rubbed my head, his voice hoarse: "Let's go home."

I nodded in his arms, retreated from his arms, grabbed my palms, went home with him, and went back to southern Xinjiang with him.

But after walking a few steps, my feet became weak and I fainted.

This time I was not afraid. I knew that the sky would definitely catch me and would definitely take me away with me desperately, and no one could stop me.

When I woke up again, my hands had been bandaged, and the missing glass lamp appeared in my arms. My face regained its former beauty, and my body became weaker.

I woke up and washed up, and stepped onto the carriage again. When Cangqiong came to Beiling, I didn't bring many people, so I only protected more than a dozen people.

I held the jar containing the ashes in my arms, and lost my sleepiness.

I patted my legs, Cangqiong paused slightly, and rested on my legs, covering his eyes: "Go to sleep quickly, I'm safe."

His eyelashes trembled slightly under my palm. After a while, a wave of wetness came from my palm. I lowered my head, pressed his forehead against his forehead with only one palm, and promised him: "I will never go down the mountain again when I go back."

"No matter how beautiful the mountain is, I don't want to go down the mountain."

Cangqiong did not answer me. The wetness under my palm became heavier and heavier, so heavy that I could not bear it. My willful behavior caused the death of those who care about me.

Apart from the unnecessary disembarkation of the carriage, I spent all the way in the carriage. I didn’t know that someone had been following me behind me, and I didn’t know that my departure made Qi Jingque go crazy.

When we reach the southern border, war is in progress.

When I saw the corpse, eaten by vultures, regret flashed through my heart.

I took the jar of Cangyan's ashes back to the Snowy Holy Mountain, and I went to Northern Xinjiang.

The northern border is peaceful and there is no way to see how it is going to invade southern borders.

I came directly to their imperial city, dressed in red and long hair that was about to fall to the ground, climbed up their city wall and stood at the highest point.

For a moment, dark clouds pressed against the top and strong winds broke out.

The people in the imperial city put down their work, stood under the city, looking at the city wall, and I held my hands in front of my lower abdomen.

A bang sound.

Thunder exploded in the sky, and lightning split the dark clouds, making the sky so densely filled with light, but the heavy rain did not fall.

Xirong appeared in shock and climbed up the city wall, "Is this the ability of the high priest in southern Xinjiang?"

My hand slightly raised, and the wide red sleeves were clamoring in the strong wind, and the red skirt fluttered in the wind, as if it was floating into the sky.

"What do you want?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, Xi Rong asked me again: "I deliberately pretended to be a ghost, which made the people of northern Xinjiang panic and could not attack southern Xinjiang."

Hearing her words, I outlined a merciful smile, with a loud voice, and with the help of the wind, it resounded throughout the imperial city of Northern Xinjiang: "The northern border has blasphemed God, and I came through the sacred mountain of the snowy land to punish those who blasphemed God."

The people in the city knelt down and kowtowed to me.

Xirong accused me: "Nonsense, you are taking revenge, revenge on the Northern Xinjiang, deliberately saying that the Northern Xinjiang has blasphemed God."

Her voice was also taken far away by the wind.

The raised hand slowly pointed to the direction of the Northern Imperial Palace. A muffled thunder in the sky mixed with lightning, directly slashing towards the Northern Imperial Palace. The thunder and lightning were so loud that all the people could see it.

In the palace struck by lightning, a raging fire suddenly burned. My fingers slowly gathered, and my whole body approached Xirong.

Xirong was taboo to me. As I approached, she retreated repeatedly. I looked at her and said coldly Ruobingshuang: "God will not punish a sinless person. Northern and Southern Xinjiang are the same clans, but the King of Northern Xinjiang blasphemed God. God surrendered the punishment of heaven and burned his palace. Do you think it was revenge?"

"Have you ever seen real revenge? Do you know what real revenge is? People in the northern border, giving up southern borders is equivalent to giving up your ancestors, abandoning your faith, and giving up your God. God sympathizes with you, but this palace does not sympathize with you."

"If you attack Nanjiang and want Nanjiang to die under your iron halberd, if I don't agree, you will be punished by heaven."

As I finished speaking, a muffled thunder hit the city wall directly. The fire lights shot ten times, causing the kneeling people to kowtow heavily and ask for forgiveness.
Chapter completed!