After the heavy rain, the light rain gradually began to become hazy, coating the entire earth with a layer of dreamy white veil. Everything after being washed by the rain was so peaceful and peaceful, even making people forget all the pain they had once been.

Mu Ling was lying on the bed, holding the woman who had just been given medicine in her arms. He knew very well that if there was not something to do, she would have been Tao Zhiyao, and would not have waited to accept the life-and-death dictatorship. She was waiting for herself, waiting for someone to go out to deal with her. Mu Ling suddenly regretted it, why did she have to go out, why couldn't she come back early, and why couldn't she protect her well?

The woman's long eyelashes in her arms suddenly moved, as if she was stained with crystal water droplets, reflecting her beautiful face, like a snow lotus on the towering Tianshan Mountain, holy and beautiful.

"Mu, Mu Ling" Her lips moved slightly, and she uttered these three words vaguely, but she called them into his heart.

It turned out that when was he really the only one left in her heart, but he still didn't know that he opened his mouth slightly, his voice was not loud, mixed with a little hoarseness: "I'm here."

After this sentence, the woman's expression suddenly stagnated, and a slight despair was felt. The little bit of starlight suddenly condensed into something, forming a tear, sliding down her beautiful face, wetting a small piece of pillow.

Those pair of eyes were like a layer of mist, and were wet with these little tears, adding a little clarity, just as the morning light of winter could penetrate the clouds at once, making the entire earth clear.

"Awaken?" Mu Ling asked a question, but the woman suddenly hugged her tightly. She thought she almost couldn't see her. She thought she almost believed in the wrong person again, but it turned out that he had been there all the time.

"Mu Ling, if you have anything to say in the future, just tell me if you want to go, where you will go, how long you will go, and what you will do. Even if you find a way to deal with me, you will still tell me if you are OK."

"Okay," Mu Ling responded, his voice was not loud, but he was steady and firm: "But, you know, there are many things between us that cannot be said on the surface."

"Then blink your eyes. Blinking twice means disagreement, and blinking three means agreeing."

"Why?"

"Because, the hope after despair is even more delightful, and the despair after hope often destroys a person."

"Okay, Qingning, I promise you that I will save your life."

"Why, the promises of others being together are forever, and we can only be free from our lives." Qing Ning said to herself, and to her, and to Mu Ling, who was born in this world of fame and fortune, was naturally controlled by power. The relationship between the two of them started from here and became here, and would it end up... finally here.

The starry sky flashed, the thin night was slightly cool, it was the horn that autumn was about to enter, and you would face the frost of the next winter with just one step.

"Jingyao, where are you going?" Yan Yi looked at his wife who had changed into Liuwei Pavilion clothes again, and asked uneasy in her heart.

"Go to help King Pingzhao wipe out Yan Qingning's rebellion." Mo Jingyao looked at her husband and felt a little unbearable. However, Liuwei Pavilion was helped by King Pingzhao back then. This time Mu Ling came to find her, so she had to do it. Although Mu Ling had repeatedly instructed her: "No matter what, you want your people to capture Yan Qingning alive."

Mu Ling wanted to capture her alive, but she still said to Yan Yi: "You who promised her father to protect her, so let's have the last contest. No matter what the result is, after this matter is over, I will let go of the position of Liuwei Pavilion Master and wander around the world with you."

"Okay, one word is certain." Yan Yi said, picking up the long sword on the shelf by the bed. In order to penetrate Moling, he visited Liuwei Pavilion at night and met this woman. At that time, he was imprisoned by her and drew his sword at her, but she returned to her arms.

From then on, even though he knew that she was in danger, he followed her all the way and never gave up. In this way, he could fulfill his last wish tonight.

He smiled slightly, his lips curled up a curve, and the contract was formed between the collision of the two swords.

The so-called rebellion was divided into two groups. The Lin brothers raised an army in Moling City, while Qingning was responsible for leading the 100,000 imperial guards to break through the palace gate, but he was not afraid that Mu Ling would catch her a turtle in a jar, instigated her soldiers, replaced her tiger talisman, led her to the Political Affairs Hall, and took her down in one fell swoop.

A conspiracy and anti-conspiracy that had been planned for half a year, just one night, the dust was settled, the outcome was decided, and the success and the king were defeated were clear at a glance.

"Hahaha, can't General Yan even see how he uses it?" Qing Ning smiled freely, and it could even be said to be a little harsh. The empty echoed throughout the Political Affairs Hall. She had already lost, and there was no room for a turnaround in this defeat. She didn't want to implicate Yan Yi, nor did she want to involve the Yan family who had been trying her best to help her.

"Then I'm very curious, how can Lord Yan even use his own people." On the bright yellow dragon chaise, the emperor who looked down at her from a high place, could kill her by moving her fingers at any time.

"Have you forgotten that I am the Chi Lian Yaoji of Daibei! If I don't kill all the people in the world, where will I find my own way of living?"

"Haha, okay, then I'm very curious about the process of Daibei's sacrifice ceremony. I also want to hold one in Tianche." The emperor said, staring at the woman kneeling on the ground, wearing a broken dress that was destroyed by war, with messy hair, and the wind stirred up the messy hair from time to time, but it was extremely determined, making people wonder how such a thin body bears the courage to do so.

"Your Majesty, the crime of treason is both minor and serious. The meritorious officials are bewitched by others and participants will not die in accordance with Tianche's laws." Mu Ling suddenly stood up, trying to clarify for her, and trying to open another way for her.

"Oh? But Ninth Brother, have you forgotten the Red Lien Demon? Just now, Oh, no, Lord Qingning admitted it personally!"

"Your Majesty, I think one-sided words can't explain anything. If Lord Yan makes a mistake and feels guilty, he wants to die?"

"Haha, Your Highness Pingzhao is very good at thinking about loyal ministers! That's not what Your Highness thinks is going to do about this matter?" The emperor looked at his younger brother standing below. His talented since childhood was a child, and his best attitude was to guess and use people's hearts. This time, Yan Qingning was cleared of loyalty.

"Yan Qingning was removed from all his official positions and was sent to the palace as a slave. No one could let her go before he thought it through."

Mu Ling said word by word, Yeting, the only hell on earth among the ruins of the palace. I don’t know how long it will take to lock a seriously injured woman in. Isn’t it that King Pingzhao wants to help Lord Yan excrete? Why did this happen?
Chapter completed!