"You guys, you must... Sanjiang Dam..."

After saying this, the light in his eyes that was originally as weak as a candle in the wind suddenly went out, and with his last breath, it was extinguished.

His hands slowly fell down.

"The Supreme Emperor!"

I cried sadly and grabbed his hand vigorously.

Liu Qinghan's tears fell one by one on his hands, but he gritted his teeth and controlled his voice, gently putting the old man back on the bed with both hands.

On the mattress stained with blood, the old man lay quietly and no longer suffered. No matter how supreme he had ever had in this Central Plains, or how much glory he had ever had, his current situation was equal to everyone, letting down love and hatred, and getting Changning.

"The Supreme Emperor——!"

But I grabbed his hand, as if I could really grab him like this, so that he wouldn't leave. Seeing my crying hoarse voice, my whole body was almost overwhelmed by grief, Liu Qinghan turned around and hugged me, pulled his hand away from my hand, and choked, "Qingying, don't do this."

“…”

"A man dies like a lamp that goes out, he can't hear it."

“…”

"Light!"

Seeing me crying and shaking my head, trying to deny this fact, he pressed my face into his arms so hard that I could not see the person on the bed, and I was so powerlessly held by him, and the shrill whimper echoed between his chest.

Feeling my voice and breath getting weaker, he looked down at me: "Light...Light..."

My eyes went dark and I fell into his arms.

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Although I was in great pain before I fell asleep, all the pain and sadness were gone. I seemed to be in a soft and warm cloud. No matter how I turned over or any posture, it was very appropriate to iron my body, without a gap. This feeling also comforted me and calmed me down.

There was a warm atmosphere that filled the surroundings.

My fatigue gradually faded away, but the pain in my body slowly awakened my mind. After a low moan, I opened my eyes.

I was still blurred before my eyes, and I heard a voice saying, "Are you awake?"

“…”

I was confused for a while, and his breathing gradually became clear in my ears. I raised my head and met his eyes. I was lowering my head and looking at me with concern. Only then did I realize that I had been sleeping in his arms, and he was lying on the head of the bed in one position, and I don’t know how long it took.

Seeing that I was stunned and silent, he said softly: "Is there anything else that is uncomfortable?"

I struggled a little, trying to hold my body up from his arms, but I didn't have any strength at all. He hurriedly said, "What do you want, I'll give it to you."

"water."

"good!"

He held my shoulder and gently placed me on the bed, then turned over and got out of bed by himself. He staggered for a moment as soon as he stood still. He probably had really lay in one position for too long, and his feet were numb. After adapting for a little, he immediately poured a cup of warm water and brought it to my mouth.

I took two sips, and my throat was so thirsty that I almost felt a little more comfortable.

This time, people became more awake.

I leaned against the soft pillow, watched him put the cup aside, turned around and sat back on the edge of the bed, leaned over and looked at me: "Are you better?"

“…”

"What else do you want?"

"..." I was silent for a while and said softly: "I'm hungry."

"Just just now, the food is hot again. You can wait a moment and it will be delivered soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chabixing came in from outside with the food.

It seems that I have been preparing for it, waiting for me to wake up at any time.

Chabixing's face looked solemn, perhaps because of too many deaths, or because of some other reasons, and even a little anger was present in his expression, but when he saw Liu Qinghan gently holding me up against the head of the bed and gently tucking the thin quilt, the anger dissipated a little.

He put the food on the small table beside the bed: "Senior brother, this--"

"I'll do it."

Hearing Liu Qinghan say this, his expression calmed a little more. Liu Qinghan looked at the things in the dishes, and finally chose a bowl of snow-white and sticky rice soup that emitted sweet fragrance. He scooped a spoonful and blew it slightly cooled, and then gently delivered it to my mouth. At this time, Chabixing seemed to have confidence to retreat.

But I was a little dull, as if I was still in a long-lasting nightmare that could not get out of it. I looked down at the spoon of rice soup, and then looked up at him.

He said softly: "Drink some."

“…”

"I know, you have something to say to me, so do I."

“…”

"You eat something first. When you have the strength, you tell me, and I will tell you too."

I lowered my eyes and opened my mouth, and the soup that emitted the fragrance of rice moistened into my mouth. When I swallowed it, my throat, which was almost about to catch fire, felt a little comfortable. He slowly fed me spoonful by spoon. After drinking more than half a bowl, I turned my head.

"You can't do this," he said. "Will you eat a little more, a little bit?"

“…”

“There is porridge here.”

After saying that, he picked up another bowl of stewed shredded chicken porridge. Perhaps because of the hot one, the already smooth shredded chicken was almost gone at this time. He scooped up half a spoon and tried it himself. The temperature was just right and it was delivered to my mouth: "Just eat a little, just this one."

“…”

I looked at him for a while, but finally opened my mouth and sent a spoonful of soft porridge into my mouth. I swallowed it barely, and then asked, "Where is the Supreme Emperor?"

The spoon in his hand stumbled and touched the edge of the bowl, lowering his head: "I have been sent away by someone to support the coffin."

"Why so fast?"

"We're leaving tomorrow morning."

"Why not go together?"

"It is safer to let them act like sending spirits than to walk like this."

“…”

I thought about it and nodded silently. If Pei Yuanxiu sent people to chase him, the one who would chase him would definitely be a group of escapees, not a group of spirits. The Supreme Emperor suffered so much, so he should ensure his safety and let him be buried in peace.

I asked again, "When is it now?"

"The first moment of Yin."

"oh."

"You eat and sleep for a while, and it's time to get started."

"Where are them?"

He sent half a spoonful of porridge to my mouth, watched me eat it, and then said, "Let them all go to rest."

"and you--"

"Don't worry, you ran all day today, but I've been waiting on the side of the Border River, I've rested."

I looked at his blood-blooded eyes and knew that he had never closed his eyes for a moment.

However, I didn't say anything more.

He scooped half a spoonful of porridge to my mouth: "Come on, take another bite."

“…”

"That's it."

“…”

I didn't move or open my mouth. The spoon touched my lips, leaving a little crystal clear trace of water.

Seeing my stubborn refusal to open my mouth, he seemed to have no choice but to do anything to me. He sighed lightly, put down the bowl and spoon, and then took a handkerchief to gently wipe the corners of my lips. I sat there motionlessly, staring at him: "Liu Qinghan, do you say you have something to tell me, what are you going to say?"

“…”

"Tell me."

“…”

"I listen to whatever you say."

When I said the last few words, there was a little smile in my voice, but the smile was clearly cold and thorny. Even the eyes of my eyes looking at him were entangled and I couldn't tell the difference between love and hate.

I really want to know, at this moment, Liu Qinghan, what are you going to say to me?

Explanation? Or defense?

Or, what arrangements do you have? What other great things in this world need you to explain?

You say, I listen.

I listen to everything.

At this moment, too many ups and downs came out of my heart, and thousands of emotions surged up. All the emotions that wanted to roar, cry, and vented made me clench my fists slightly, my nails wrinkled my palms and pierced them deeper.

He looked up at me and said softly: "Light."

“…”

"We are not young anymore. Forget your past, I will change my temper, let's be together."

“…”

For a moment, I was frozen there.

His lips were not more bloody than mine, as if it was covered with a thin layer of frost. After saying that, he gently pursed it. He didn't say anything again, but I listened to his voice, and that sentence echoed in my ears at the same time.

Let's be together!

Let's be together.

Let's be together...

I felt the burden of my heart at this moment, and the sound of blood flowing almost overwhelming everything around me. At this time, he slowly stretched out his hand and picked me up and clenched it into a fist. But at this moment, his hands that had lost consciousness were thin, almost spasm-like fingers against the backdrop of his dark skin, pale and almost transparent, like carved from ice and snow.

He gently stroked my fingertips with his rough palms, making me feel a little warm, and then I feel the temperature in his palms is hot and a little sweaty.

It seemed that in his heart, there was also tension and anxiety as if he was waiting for a verdict.

He finally pinched my fingertips and said softly: "I don't want to see you alone again."

“…”

"I'll take care of you, okay?"

“…”

I didn't answer.

I prepared my anger and sarcasm, my sharpest tone and sharpest words... I prepared too much.

But I did not prepare the answer to this question.

Even half of my life has passed and I have never thought that someone would ask me this question.

But now he said, are you going to take care of me?

I suddenly laughed.

Once upon a time, there seemed to be someone who had been waiting for others to ask her this question, waiting for others to treat her with a gentle tone, but also with a gentle attitude and a gentle hug.

However, she seemed to have just waited for those gentle promises.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at him. It was obviously a person close at hand, but in just a blink of an eye, it became blurred. My vision was twisted by the hot liquid that suddenly surged up, and even his appearance was distorted. Only those bright eyes stared at me without blinking, as if they were still waiting for an answer intently.

I listened to his breathing, heavier and heavier.

Then, a tear fell from the corner of my eyes.

As soon as he saw my tears, he immediately panicked: "Light."

I reached out and wiped my tears, but I raised my hand and gently opened it. I looked at him and asked calmly, "When did it start?"

“…”

"When did you start lying to me?"

His hands froze in the air, he was silent for a moment, and slowly put them down.

I heard his breath sink for a moment, and then said, "Since you tell me, you can escape the teacher's punishment by pretending to know nothing."

“…!”

I was in a daze and then remembered.

When he was burning Jixian Hall and watching the flames burning in the sky, he said that Fu Badai would cripple him this time, and at that time, I told him how I escaped Fu Badai's criticism.

If he pretends not to know or pretends to be innocent, he will not be able to do it.

At that time, when he heard my words, his expression seemed a little complicated. It turned out that from that time on, he had already made up his mind to pretend to be amnesia and to lie to me.

Since I want to lie to me, how can I not deceive the people around me?

So, he told this terrible lie. He burned his face and pretended to be knocked unconscious by the pillar. He naturally lost that memory. Even if Fu Badai said almost cursed words like he "don't die well", he could not do anything to him. Pei Yuanhao - Pei Yuanhao - also wanted to use him to regain Yangzhou, and even use him to hold Pei Yuanzhen. How could he do what he would do to him?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! So, he deceived everyone and went from Beijing to Jiangnan.

Then, at Wangjiangting, he began to lie to me.

I looked at his mask that covered too many expressions and said slowly: "It's easy for you to deceive others. No one knows you, but you lied to me - how did you deceive me?"

His throat choked slightly, and then he said, "Telling a lie to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself."

“…”

"To make others believe, you must first believe yourself."

“…”

"I convinced myself that I've lost my memory."

“…”

I raised my eyebrows slightly.

Yes, the most perfect lie, will it be that soon even the liar himself believe?

Therefore, on the Wangjiang Pavilion, the cold eyes, strange words, and hostile attitudes, were all the things that a person who came from afar and went deep into the enemy's territory should have. Even in February Red, his murmuring, his conflicts and doubts, were all the things that a person who had lost his memory, and what a person who knew nothing about the past should have.

He lied to himself and me!

But, but-

I can clearly see it!

When he wrote a poem about lovelessness to me, he was consciously or unintentionally, but naturally refusing it. Although he was plain in literature and could not have made a poem in such a short time, he almost completed the poem at my request. And I sent the poem about lovelessness to cancel my household registration. In my identity and my status in Jinling at that time, the officials who managed household registration in Yangzhou should report it immediately, but there was no movement in Yangzhou Prefecture.

All this happened naturally.

Just like the night Pei Yuanxiu and I got married, the fireworks that lit up the entire Yangzhou City appeared naturally.

I have no doubts.

I should obviously suspect that he has never been a person who is very fond of merit and works on superficial works, so how could he set off fireworks on days like the Cold Food Festival?

But, I trust him too much.

He knew that he was no longer the fisherman in Jixiang Village with pure eyes and simple minds, and he knew that he was no longer a student who had been broken by Fu Badai in Jixian Hall and dared not disobey him, but I just didn't know how to doubt him.

I never thought of doubting the person who deceived me the most!

And he—

It’s natural to follow me as a liar, go to Longnan, go to Wuwei, go to sea...

When he was in Wuwei, he even looked angry and asked me what happened back then.

Even on the island, when it was almost dead, he never gave me a truth. If we really stayed on that island like this, one day we starved to death and thirsty, would his identity be limited to a person who "has a pearl as a brilliance and has no ambition to transgress"?

Then...and then, he married Pei Yuanzhen.

In that bloody bridal chamber, he held the silver lock tightly with one hand and carried all his sins on his shoulders.

What if that time, he was really dead?

Is that all, me and him?

"Liu Qinghan," I looked at him with a smile, tears falling down: "You are cruel enough!"

He trembled slightly and hugged me tightly.

"sorry."

“…”

"sorry."

I originally wanted to laugh, laugh at me for not knowing what I mean for half of my life, and laugh at him for not knowing what to ask for in the past half of my life, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I heard my own sob sound, and tears flowed out uncontrollably. After a long time, I had already wet my hair, and even wet the half mask that he was close to my cheek, the cold mask, was dyed with the warmth of tears at this time.

"sorry."

“…haha, hahahaha!”

I finally laughed, but no matter how I heard that laughter, it was a woman crying sadly. No matter how I heard it, it was accusation of wandering all my grievances and reluctance, all my grievances and reluctances, inexplicable and unexplained, were all in such laughter, saying to him one by one!

He hugged me up and pressed it into his arms with his arms. His arms were as iron as if he wanted to melt my whole body into his arms, but he couldn't say a word, and he didn't even know what to use this hug to explain. I just listened to him repeating the three words, as if he wanted to engrave them into his heart bit by bit.

"sorry."

"sorry."

"sorry."

...

At this moment, I almost shed tears of my life. His shoulders were completely wet with my tears, but from beginning to end, he did not let me go, and he tried harder than when he hugged me in the river of boundaries. Even when I began to struggle, punching him one by one, he did not shake his hug at all.

I finally cried and asked the words I had asked myself how many times-
Chapter completed!