Chapter 1393

Half a month later, the good news came from the border -

the general of Zhenguo led the army to defeat the soldiers of the south, and the South surrendered.

Moreover, in order to show their sincerity, the southern states specially sent envoys to talk about peace and signed a no war agreement by the way.

Su Yao didn't care when he learned about it.

There are few people who have seen him in Nanguo, so he doesn't have to worry about being recognized.

However, when he found out that the man sent from the South was Mu Beiyuan, he was all dumbfounded.

Cao, isn't the messenger sent to the south a minister or something? How come it's Mu Beiyuan himself from the south?

Mu Beiyuan also saw Su Yao at a glance, because he was sitting in the most prominent position - the arms of emperor Jing mo.

Mu Beiyuan didn't know whether he was hallucinating or going to hell.

Su Xianming has hanged himself, and he is still looking at the burial, how now appeared in front of him? And he seems to have become the favorite imperial concubine?

is there anyone as like as two peas in the world?

The more Mu Beiyuan thought about it, the more complicated his eyes became.

But the emperor saw Mu Beiyuan staring at Su Yao sitting in his arms all the time. He could not help frowning, "Mu Beiyuan, why are you looking at my concubine like this?"

"It's nothing. I just think the princess is a little like an old friend I know."

Mu Beiyuan's attention fell back on Su Yao. "I don't know the name of your concubine."

"Su Xian." Su Yao said with a smile.

Hearing this very familiar name, Mu Beiyuan's pupil began a violent earthquake.

It is not because he looks like Su Xian, but because he is Su Xian himself.

But didn't he die long ago?

Is it coming back from the dead?

Or is it a ghost?

No, he must get rid of Su Xian. Otherwise, according to Su Xian's current popularity, as long as he blows his pillow to Emperor Jingmo, Emperor Jingmo will send someone to destroy his southern kingdom.

Fortunately, when he came here this time, he brought a Taoist priest. That Taoist priest was quite capable. If Su Xian was really a fierce ghost, he would have the Taoist beat Su Xian out of his wits.

Thinking about this, Mu Beiyuan smiles at Su Yao.

Looking at the smile on his face, Su Yao always felt that something bad would happen next.

On the second night when Mubei was facing the country in the west, Su Yao's foreboding was verified.

When he was about to have a rest with emperor Jing Mo, a Taoist suddenly came in with a sword that the ghost would be afraid of.

And I didn't know what he had done, so I couldn't move all of a sudden.

Su Yao could only watch the sword stabbing at his chest.

At this moment of crisis, the imperial ink suddenly rushed out in front of him.

Su Yao's pupil suddenly shrinks. He tries his best to get rid of the shackles and presses the imperial ink under his body.

And the sword went through his chest.

Su Yao's body began to empty gradually. Seeing that he had succeeded, the Taoist priest quickly jumped out of the window and left.

Emperor Jing Mo couldn't catch up. He reached out to hold Su Yao, but he felt lonely.

Su Yao knew that he was going to die in this world, but before he left, he had something important to say to Emperor Jingmo

"Emperor Jing Mo, it seems that I haven't told you my true identity. In fact, I'm not a human being, but a fierce ghost."

"I know. I know everything." There are tears in the corner of eyes of imperial ink.

Su Yao reached out to touch, but felt lonely.

"Dijingmo, why are you crying? Is it because I'm dying?"

"Su Xian, I won't let you die!"

"But I'm really going to die this time. I have one more important thing to tell you - "

" dijingmo, I like you. "

As the voice fell, Su Yao completely turned into nothingness, leaving only his clothes.

"No!"

Emperor Jing Mo reaches for the sky, but he doesn't catch anything