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"So things like feelings are really complicated." Xie Zimo's gaze skipped past Lu Shaoheng and landed on Lin Xuan. Although he was dressed differently from before, he still had the attitude of a servant. He stood by Lu Shaoheng's side, faithfully grasping the sword in his hand and became Lu Shaoheng's shield, ignoring everything else and sacrificing himself for him. Lin Xuan didn't speak, but Lu Shaoheng didn't know what he meant.

Emotion is like a chain, imperceptibly binding the heart. Once his heart was entangled, he would no longer be able to struggle.

"I'll give you two choices right now. Either be my prisoner for the rest of your life, or die in my hands right now." Lu Shaoheng said, giving Xie Zimo two choices.

"I won't be your prisoner. If that's the case, I'm afraid the sweet snow will be very troubled." Xie Zimo sighed deeply, looked up at the sky, and finally slowly said, "Lu Shaoheng, kill me."

Lu Shaoheng's expression changed. He waved his hand and a dagger flew out, but it was deflected by the silver needle flying towards him. The dagger sliced past Xie Zimo's ear, cutting off a few of his hair. Xie Zimo and Lu Shaoheng simultaneously looked towards the direction the silver needles flew towards. Baili Kuangxue was still maintaining the position of throwing the silver needles, while Liuchuan was standing beside her.

The pain in his right shoulder made Xie Zimo frown, and the people on the boat screamed. The boat started swaying in the sea, and Xie Zimo staggered backwards step by step. He held onto the dagger stabbed into his chest, coughing up blood. Then, he smiled at the panicking Baili Xiang Xue.

Kui Xue opened her eyes wide, watching him lose his balance, falling from the deck into the sea.

Lu Shaoheng didn't make a move. He cast a sidelong glance at Lin Xuan, who was throwing a dagger behind him. He didn't say anything and only slightly turned his head, avoiding Lu Shaoheng's gaze.

The dumbstruck Mo Wuji didn't even have the time to cry out; her mind was completely blank as she looked at Xie Zi Mo who was engulfed by the waves, as if he had lost his soul.

Liu Chuan brushed past her and charged straight at Lu Shaoheng.

Bladelight and sword shadows flashed, scaring the other passengers away. Even the boatman changed his position and didn't dare to come out and disturb them.

Lu Shaoheng dodged the flying shuttle's feather arrow and stuck it deep into the deck of the ship. Lu Shaoheng brandished his sword, and Lin Xuan pulled out his sword to assist. The two of them against one was in an extremely chaotic situation.

"Beautiful snow!" Lu Shaoheng's frightened cries and the sound of him falling into the water sounded out at almost the same time.

In the next moment, Lu Shaoheng was hit by one of Flowing River's feathers because he neglected the enemy. He staggered a few steps back, but was held steady by Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan supported the injured Lu Shaoheng and quickly left the boat. The flowing river looked at the turbulent ocean currents in the sea, and the fragrant snow that was desperately searching for something was being washed back and forth by the undulating sea water.

He grabbed the rope tied to the pole and jumped down.

"Zimo, Xie Zimo, come out!" "Where are you? Come out!" Zimo, let's go home. Zimo, where are you? " A hundred miles of fragrant snow soaked in the sea, blindly looking for another figure.

Fifty kilometers of fragrant snow cried out nonstop. The sea water was so cold that it was bone-chilling cold, yet it made people feel as if their tears were burning. They felt as if their hearts were burning with pain.

"The sweet snow, the sweet snow, don't bother looking for him, Xie Zimo has already been swept away by the seawater, let's quickly go up." Liuchuan tied the hemp rope around his waist and tightly held onto the struggling sweet snow.

"Let go of me and let me go find him. Zimo won't die, he won't die!" He said he would come with me to old age! It's all your fault! Why did you show up, why did you force him to leave... Why should I lie to myself? Why should I lie to myself that I don't love him anymore … "Let me go, let me find him …" "I love my son, Mo. I love him. Without him, my world would be blank …" Liuchuan, let me go. Let me go find him, I'm sorry, I'm sorry … "

Liu Chuan who was trembling all over was startled, then he frowned, and chopped towards the back of her neck. After the sweet snow fainted, Liuchuan pulled the hemp rope and jumped on the boat. With a dark expression, he told the boatman to take the boat back.

The boatman, who had just experienced life and death, hastily turned the steering wheel and drove the boat back to its original position …

Within the imperial palace.

The sound of running footsteps came from the corridor, and finally, Xi Xi who had pushed open the door ran to Liuchuan's feet, tugging at his robe, shouting, "Is daddy back yet?" When Yu Xuan, who followed closely behind, entered, she saw Kui Xue still asleep on the bed, while Liushuan was sitting at the table, looking down with a face full of killing intent.

"Heavy New Year's Eve." Yu Xuan quickly called out to him and held him in her arms. She had a bad feeling about this. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Did something happen?"

"I don't want anyone to mention Xie Zimo again. You'd better leave the palace with Shuiyue before I kill you." Liuchuan's eyes were filled with a terrifying killing intent as he forced them to leave.

"But big sister Kui Xue …" Halfway through Yu Xuan's words, a sparrow feather arrow flew across his cheek and pierced the wooden door behind him. Yu Xuan's body suddenly trembled. She held onto Shuixi and was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he met Liuchuan's eyes, which were filled with killing intent. He retreated a few steps, then turned and left.

"Zimo, Zimo, Zimo!" After struggling in the nightmare for a long time, Kui Xue suddenly sat up, woke up, and looked around in panic at her surroundings, looking for the person in the dream.

The luxurious palace was quiet and lonely. Only the azure-robed Liuchuan sat calmly at the table. He sipped the tea in his cup, his face expressionless.

She was wearing only a thin silk nightgown, and her hair was loose. She quickly got off the bed and put on her shoes, grabbed the robe on the rack, and walked towards the open door. The Feather Sparrow behind him flew over and closed the two doors, cutting off the path of the 100 miles of fragrant snow.

Liuchuan, who had been silent all this time, stood up. Xu Bu walked over to the stunned Baili Xiang Xue and turned to look at her.

"I just woke up, where do you want to go?" A hand passed through the fragrant snow's ear and pressed on the space between the two doors, the lazy voice sounded out with a strong tone, with a sinister look in his eyes, he looked at the person in front of him, "Xie Zimo is already dead, the only thing you can do now is to stay by my side!"

"Jin Yue?"

"That's right." The corner of Liuchuan's lips curled up, his fox eyes slightly curved, and he did not seem gentle at all as he lifted Fuxue's chin, "Your actions today have truly disappointed me!"

Baili Xiang Xue's body trembled, and the words of the ocean's Lu Chuan roaring swirled in her mind, it must have hurt his heart …

"Zimo won't die. You tell me to go find him, and I promise you, I'll come back after I find him. I'll go with you. You tell me to go find him, okay?" I want to know if he's still alive. I want to know if he's still alive … "

"Enough! Put away your tears, they are useless to me. " In his fury, the tea set on the table was overturned, and the sound echoed within Cen Ji's bedroom. Liu Chuan looked down at the hundred miles of fragrant snow that she had ruthlessly flung to the ground. Tears welled up in her eyes, pitiful and delicate. However, Liuchuan didn't show any mercy. There was only anger. He grabbed her by the collar in anger and swung his fist, but he didn't hit her.

Finally, he released her collar and pressed her shoulders to the ground.

"Fifty kilometers of fragrant snow, do you know what you look like now? You are a liar who can't even fool himself! What right do you have to make me believe you? "

Baili Xiang Xue didn't refute him in any way. She only sobbed and shook her head, apologizing at the same time.

"I will tolerate you and bear with you, but you, like a swindler, are teasing me. Do you think it's fun like this? "Then I'll play with you for now!" With both hands, Liuchuan grabbed the collar of Baili Feixue's shirt, and pulled it to both sides, directly tearing apart her nightgown. She had one hand around her neck and one hand on herself to undress.

The person did not resist, but covered his eyes with the back of his hand as he sobbed.

Liuchuan frowned and stopped, asking, "Why aren't you resisting?"

Fifty kilometers of fragrant snow turned her head, avoiding Liuchuan's gaze. Tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes, making people's hearts ache for her. She did not speak, only sobbed.

"Why aren't you talking? "Answer me!" The stalemate lasted for a long time, as Liuchuan's fist landed beside Baili Kuangxue's ear. He stood up and angrily knocked down the vase in his bedroom, causing the palace to become a mess with porcelain pieces strewn all over the ground.

Finally, Liuchuan looked at the sobbing people on the ground with a complicated expression. He took off his green robe and ruthlessly threw it towards Baili Kuangxue, then pointed at the door and said: "Scram. From today onwards, I don't care if you live or die. The Liuchuan who will die for you is no longer here. I, Jin Yue, will not be moved by anyone! "Before I regret it, scram!"

Her tightened hands sunk deep into her green robe, and after a few sobs, she got up, wrapped herself in her clothes and ran away.

The door opened, but she hesitated on the threshold before uttering one last sentence — —

"Liuchuan, believe it or not. I have really liked you. " After she finished speaking, she took a big step and ran away.

At night, a song of sorrow floated within Cen Ji's palace.

Reaching out with his hand, he stroked his lute and sat on top of the roof tiles.

The glazed roof, surrounded by moonlight, looked very empty. Liu Chuan played one song after another. His green robe fluttered in the wind, and his long hair was also lifted in the wind. His eyes were sad, sad, and beautiful. He was like a person who had lost his way and was dazzled by countless strands of vision.

Downstairs, the lotus pond reflected the stars, revolving to form, soaked in the insoluble sorrow.

When the wind blew, the flowers swayed, but it could not cover up the darkness.

Liuchuan did not say a word. He heaved a long sigh and played a song with his zither.

The moon is bright and full, the people are sad and happy …" The flowing water rushed, everything in this world was just like passing clouds. Playing a sad, sad song, ultimately unsatisfactory...

The sweet snow, you and I, will only disperse.

I won't do anything stupid, I won't use death to threaten your freedom, I don't want to see you sad and tearful.

Therefore, from today onwards, we will each be on our own side …