Where is Su Zhi?

Su stopped at the place where she thought and dreamed at night and wished she could escape forever. Thousands of entangled and bound thoughts were reflected inch by inch in every place here. She didn't want to open her eyes and didn't want to think, but when she saw Hua Song's

At that moment, I couldn't close it anymore. I couldn't close it no matter what.

In a long state of consumption, she repeated the same mistakes. Hua Song froze, wanting to leave but unable to move. Every word Su Zhi said pierced her heart to pieces.

After a long time, when the two of them were almost unaware of each other's presence, Su Zhi twitched the corners of his lips and said, "Senior sister."

Hua Song's heart trembled, and finally she couldn't bear it any longer, so she opened the door and rushed out.

On the bed, the tears that had stopped falling from the corners of her eyes fell on the pillow. She said in a hoarse voice, "Senior sister, is it snowing?"

Senior sister, is it snowing? In Qishan, Su Zhi would ask Hua Song like this every morning in the winter. Su Zhi said that her favorite season is spring, but she loves the heavy snow in winter. It seems like you are everywhere you look.

The blind whites that she touched were all shockingly clean, and everything she touched was so beautiful. She said, if there was a heavy snowfall in everyone's heart, wouldn't the resentment in people's hearts also be washed away? She said

, Senior sister, do you still remember that we became sisters during the first heavy snowfall in Qishan. I am grateful that the heavy snow brought you to me. She said, Senior sister, we will be like this for the rest of our lives.

Outside the door, Hua Song ran as fast as she could. She kept running until she reached the depths of the palace, beside a remote and abandoned rockery, and then she stopped and knelt on the ground with a thump.

There was a slight chill on the back of her hand, and then snowflakes poured down from the sky. She raised her head and looked at the crystal white falling from the sky. Those memories that she had hidden deep came back crazily, along with the snowflakes sweeping across her body.

Generally rushed into her mind.

"Azhi, it's snowing." Hua Song murmured.

"Azhi. It's snowing." Her voice was half hoarse. The snow that fell on her face was washed away by the tears struggling from her eyes, leaving only a wisp of light steam hanging on her trembling eyelashes.

Reluctant to fall.

Like a sudden awakening from a dream, like a strong suppression of all the illusions in his heart, Hua Song climbed up from the ground and ran towards the Prince's Palace.

Su Gurong, dressed in a yellow royal robe, was sitting on a wooden chair and a velvet carpet, supporting his head with one hand and putting the warm tea in the cup to his mouth with the other hand, tasting it carefully.

He kept staring at Negative Qing, who was standing opposite him. Negative Qing was forced to put on Su Zhi's favorite cyan brocade dress, with light makeup to cover up her original evil charm. Negative Qing's eyes were slightly raised, without any warmth.

He Qingsu's face was extremely cold.

"This is the most similar look. Can you imagine that a humble bitch would always treat me with such a arrogant attitude?" Su Gurong sneered.

"Your Majesty, Miss Su Zhi has arrived at the Prince's Palace now." No. 7 appeared quietly at the door and said softly.

Su Gurong's eyes deepened, and he laughed loudly and said, "Hua Song really lives up to me. Go, give Xi Jue to me and take them to the Emperor's Palace, and I will reward her."

Everyone left. Negative Qing shook his eyes slightly and stopped!!

Outside the Prince's Palace, Hua Song was panting, her face was stained with tears and her makeup was a little tattered. She stretched out her hand and tightened the sword in her hand, breathed slowly, and walked away from the guard guarding the door again with a heavy breath.

Go in.

No one stopped me. I gently pushed open the door of the Prince's Palace, and before I stepped in, I heard a deafening shout from behind, "May the king be blessed with peace and prosperity."

Hua Song paused at the threshold, then gritted his teeth and stepped in.

Su Gurong saw Hua Song at the first sight. Of course, Hua Song's little moves also fell into his eyes. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Interesting."

Indoors, Su Zhi had already stood up. She was sitting on the bed, her feet hanging lightly and her eyes closed tightly, adjusting her internal strength. Suddenly she heard the door knock, and suddenly opened her eyes.

"Su Zhi." Hua Song said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a heartbreaking cry came from outside the door. The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart was all too familiar. All the blood in his body rushed to his brain and exploded.

Hua Song didn't hear those subtle sounds, only Xi Jue's familiar and extremely painful struggling sound pierced her eardrums. Was Su Gurong punishing her, or had he discovered her intentions? Her body was suffering from the endless cold.

He Shexin trembled violently. She bit her lip and tried not to listen to the pain of Xi Jue outside the door. She only focused her eyes on Su Zhi.

Every time she looked at Hua Song, she felt her heart grow colder. She didn't know whether Hua Song was forcing her to see Su Gurong or threatening her to save Xi Jue. But either one made her feel discouraged.

cold.

Frowning, she walked around Hua Song and was about to open the door and walk out. However, Hua Song pulled her back and took out a dagger from his sleeve. The dagger was very familiar to Su Zhi. It was Lian Chiyuan's original knife.

Give her the golden lotus dagger that Su Gurong took away.

Su Zhi wanted to break free from her restraints, but he was still so weak that he couldn't even reach half of her speed. Before he could take action, he was trapped in Hua Song's arms, and the dagger came out in response, hitting her artery.

The door was kicked open by Hua Song, and she appeared in front of everyone in such a hijacking posture. The dagger was gently placed on Su Zhi's neck. Su Zhi could even feel the cold chill of the dagger. She wanted to resist, but this

I have seen the sharpness of the knife. If the carotid artery is cut, the bleeding will not stop and death will occur.

"Let go of Xijue, let us go, or I will kill her." Hua Song shouted to Su Gurong.

There was a wry smile on Su Zhi's lips, and he took her words seriously. If he really had to kill her to get what she wanted, she would kill her. Su Zhi lowered his eyes and said in an almost imperceptible voice,

"Senior Sister's heart is so cruel that Su Zhi can't even match her."

Hua Song wanted to tell her, no. It wasn't like this. But she couldn't say it now. She couldn't tell her that her original heart of saving her loved ones and exchanging her own freedom had already been washed away by this heavy snow.

net.

Su Gurong's eyes fell on Hua Song's knife, and he actually stole the knife. "I said that I would give you the Western Jue, why did you take this path?"

"I don't believe you!!" Hua Song exerted more force on her hand. She controlled the strength and position very well. If there was any slight disturbance, Su Zhi would definitely die without a burial place.

Everyone looked at the two people in front of them with solemn expressions. Only Su Zhi stared calmly at the blood-stained Xi Jue in No. 7's hand.

Xi Jue. That was her senior brother. The heroic Xi ​​Jue who worked hard in Qishan. It seemed that for a moment, she could feel her endless pain through Hua Song's cold fingertips. The scene in front of her was a bit strange.

It was blurry, with warm liquid swirling in her eyes. She hated her own kindness for forcing herself into a corner of no return time and time again. But now, she seemed unable to hate her.

"Okay. Prepare a carriage and release them on the 7th." But I didn't expect Su Gurong to agree so happily.

Step by step, Su Zhi moved with Hua Song. Su Zhi couldn't even muster the strength to resist. His mind was so empty that nothing was left.

The carriage was ready at the back door of the palace. No. 7 threw Xi Jue into the carriage and followed Hua Song's request to step back a hundred meters. She then took Su Zhi and got into the carriage with her.

Countless archers surrounded the imperial city. The moment Hua Song got on the car, she let go of Su Zhi and started galloping with all her strength. The speed of her car was astonishing. The back door of the palace was in a remote forest. Hua Song seemed to be familiar with the terrain.

The carriage disappeared into the woods and disappeared.

Swish, swish, swish, the bow and arrow shot from the sky, and hit the carriage, but did not penetrate it. Hua Song's driving skills were very good. The moment Su Zhi got in the car, he had something crazy in his heart, and he had countless questions.

, unable to think while the car was shaking violently. The situation changed so fast that she had no time to think.

She held onto the car wall to steady herself, lowered her head and looked into her eyes at the dying Xi Jue.

Almost unable to help himself, he stretched out his trembling fingertips and gently wiped away the blood stains on his face, calling out softly, "Senior Brother."

The carriage stopped suddenly. Hua Song opened the curtain and rushed in. Her blood-red eyes were extremely anxious, and her face was already stained with sweat. She almost subconsciously picked up Xi Jue's body and opened her mouth.

Swish, brush, brush. Three elongated arrows shot in from behind the curtain. The unfinished words from the corners of Hua Song's open mouth were replaced by a gush of blood.

A hundred meters further is Fengtian Sea. If you jump from here, you will have a chance to escape. Ah Zhi, I am not afraid of death. Don’t be free. Just be with Xi Jue, even if it means death. But, I want you to

Freedom, I want to pay back a little bit of what I owe you, and I want you not to hate me. I want to tell you that I never want to hurt you. Never. Ah Zhi, please, don’t hate me, okay? Please,

Don't hate me.

"Ahua." Su Zhi stared at the person in front of her in disbelief. For a moment, she felt an unprecedented fear rushing into her heart. She almost crawled in the car and walked to Hua Song's side. Those

The conspiracy, those betrayals, those flower songs that chilled her heart were all wiped out from her memory.

What is in front of her is Hua Song, her senior sister, her sister. Her first friend in this world.

"A'hua, A'hua." Su Zhi had never been so at a loss. She lost all reason and could only call her name anxiously over and over again. She reached out her hand and wiped away the bright red that was flowing more and more from the corners of her mouth.

"Why?" Su Zhi couldn't help but murmur, she gave her luck, but the blood at the corner of her mouth still kept flowing, as if instead of the tears in her eyes.

"Why? Why? Aren't you going to save Xi Jue? Aren't you fighting for your freedom? Aren't you willing to sacrifice me? How could you die!" Su Zhi hated her own uselessness, and she choked with sobs.

shouted.

"How can you die! Don't die. I don't hate you yet, I don't have time to hate you yet. Hua Song. Hua Song." He shouted heartbreakingly.

"Why? You are not allowed to die, Hua Song, you bad guy." Tears flowed into his mouth, bitter. Su Zhi held Hua Song in his arms like a child and cried loudly.

"Please, don't die, okay? You know that I never ask for help in Suzhi. You know, you know me best, don't you? Don't die." His heart was broken.

"Hua Song. Why? Why are you doing this to me?" After the roar, there was a hoarse and outrageous voice.

"Because." Hua Song frowned and reflected her face in his pupils. He forced a smile on his lips, "Because, Ah Zhi, it's snowing."

"Azhi, it's snowing."
Chapter completed!