Chapter 955

He stood up slowly with the guard's hand and said calmly, "I don't believe it. She must be lying to me Cough... "

He suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

"Your majesty!"

The subordinates looked at the bright red that overflowed between his fingers, and was terrified: "you..."

Hua Yong waved his hand and took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his hands on his lips.

He turned on his horse and galloped towards the palace.

"Who are you?"

"Don't let the horse run at night. Don't get off the horse quickly!"

Hua Yong turned a deaf ear to the shouting.

The cavalry seemed to have caught up.

"Stop them." Said Hua Yong.

Now, with his eyes full, he had only one thought: faster, faster.

Hurry to the rosefinch palace.

He wants to see his Zhaoyang.

She would certainly sit in the hall and look at herself with cold and alienated eyes.

What he heard was false!

……

Hua Yong was not stopped at the gate of the palace.

It seems that some people know that he will definitely come over.

But it's getting closer, closer and closer.

Hua Yong began to be afraid.

The movements in the palace are very fast.

Only a long time ago, the white flag has been hung.

All the way through, there is no bright color.

Hua Yong began to cough again.

He thought, why is it so cold this year.

The cold, like from the bottom of the foot, from the bottom of the heart, from the deepest part of the body, rooted, as if to be born to freeze his blood and meat.

A little further on, it's the rosefinch palace.

People kneeling outside the palace gate.

Hua Yong couldn't see what it was.

I only know that the world is white.

Everything is white.

Crying came from the hall.

There was a burst of blackness before his eyes.

Dull pain on both sides of the temple.

The heart is more, as if to split.

But he resisted it all.

Looking at the open, black hole like rosefinch palace gate.

Firm, with a look of calm to death, stepped in.

……

It's snowing.

Hua Yong stood in the courtyard of the Jianjia palace, quietly looking at the flowering tree.

He was wrapped in a thick cloak, the pure white fox skin of the cloak.

But his face was whiter than the fox skin on his body and the snow on the ground.

Snowflakes fell on his cheek, and without waiting for reaction, they turned into cold water and slid down his cheek.

What does it look like?

Like tears.

Hua Yong recalled years ago.

It's also on a snowy day.

He made a mistake and broke up with her.

A few years later, now, on such a snowy day.

He and she died.

From then on, zhenzhenzhengzheng no longer had the opportunity to admit mistakes and meet again.

"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your health." There was a clear voice behind him.

Hua Yong looks back.

Wearing a plain dress, the sage of rosefinch walked slowly towards this side.

Hua Yong used to hate this man.

I still don't like it.

But now, he and he are the poor people in this world.

Hua Yong ignored him.

Liu Hanyuan didn't care.

Standing next to Hua Yong, he said softly, "I understand how you feel at this moment."

Hua Yong didn't want to hear him tell about himself and Zhaoyang. He was about to leave when he heard Liu Hanyuan's next sentence:

"many years ago, when my Ah Jiao left, I was just like your majesty, with only one body left to live."

Hua Yong suddenly turned back and looked at him coldly: "what do you say?"

Liu Hanyuan looked at him pitifully: "I said, you are very pitiful. Because what you have lost is not the one in your heart who has already transferred love to another and does not love you, but one who has never forgotten you and never betrayed the feelings between you. "