Chapter 1070: Second brother, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die...

"Farewell to the dear ones, often all the way to Baqiao."
Xiao Yi took Zhaoyeyu's lion and walked steadily: "When you arrive at Baqiao, you will fold down the bridge and willow branches to give you gifts, so the'Baqiao Liu' also means parting."
Surrounded by hustle and bustle, there was a sudden screaming into the sky, golden fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and then, countless fireworks followed up to the sky, and the black night immediately became colorful.
"So lovely……"
Nan Baoyi looked up and watched, his face full of wonder.
Xiao Yi only looked at her.
The little girl is riding a Zhaoyeyu lion on the bridge head, her face is beautiful, and countless fireworks are reflected in her clear and round pupils. This is the best scenery in Chang'an this winter.
Fireworks reflected in her eyes.
And she was hiding in his heart.
He raised his thin lips and then looked towards the sky: "If you like it, I will fill the city with fireworks on New Year's Eve. I haven't told you that I have prepared the post-canonization decree. I wanted to be on New Year's Eve. It was delivered to your home when I was just happy to see you tonight. I want you to be happier..."
His voice is always as cold as ice.
He just couldn't help being gentle when talking to Nan Baoyi. To him, Nan Jiaojiao was the spring breeze blowing the ice. He couldn't put it down, and wanted to keep the spring breeze by his side forever.
Nan Baoyi's smile became even sweeter as he listened to his thoughts.
Since the separation in Shengjing, she has ceased to be his princess.
She really wants to be serious, and marry him again...
She was rejoicing, and suddenly there was pain in her neck.
Stung by a mosquito?
She subconsciously reached out and touched her neck.
Under the sky full of fireworks, she lowered her head and clearly saw that she was touching the blood on her hand.
She was startled.
The blood was bright red, dripping down her fingers, dyeing her skirt and saddle red.
She touched it again, and the warm blood was still flowing, where it looked like being bitten by a mosquito, but it looked like...
Cut!
Thousands of times in his mind, Shen Jiang finally appeared.
Twin Gu...
Something happened to Shen Jiang... She killed herself?
She didn't want to live alone in the cold palace. She couldn't bear the cold and lonely years, so she managed to get the sharp blade and cried herself in such a long night of joy...
Nan Baoyi's face was pale as paper.
Her fingertips trembled, and tears rolled down.
Shen Jiang wanted to die, but she didn't want to die...
She endured so many years of ups and downs, and finally settled down, and finally stayed with her second brother, she didn't want to die...
The fear of death drove the girl to tears.
She couldn't stop the blood in her neck, her voice was hoarse and trembling: "Second brother, second brother..."
Xiao Yi looked up.
As far as the eye can see, blood is dripping.
There was a striking stab wound on his little girl's neck. Her hands were and her body trembled lightly. She was already crying into tears. The clear and refreshing Danfeng eyes were as red as petals, full of fear and panic, and she was crying for help. Staring at him, cautiously and expecting to call "Second Brother".
At this moment, the lively fireworks and noise all over the street are away from him.
His tinnitus was so severe that his eyes were gradually congested, leaving only a dazzling red all over the world.
Shen Jiang...
It's Shen Jiang!
How can she be so selfish? !
"Nan Jiaojiao..."
He muttered.
Shaking, he raised his fingertips and slowly held the little girl's blood-stained hand.
The moment he held it, he suddenly tightened.
He turned on his horse, hugged Nan Baoyi tightly in his arms, held the reins in one hand, clamped the belly of the horse, and galloped towards the direction of Jinling Tour.
The biting cold wind screamed and blew his ears red.
However, his eyes were even scarier, his thin lips kept kissing the girl's cheek and hair, and he whispered: "It's okay... Jiang Suihan must be able to save you..."
The night is long.
He screamed: "Go to Leng Gong to stop her!"
The Shiku and others who followed secretly, like a crow bird out of the nest, rushed towards the palace.
The fireworks behind him are still in full bloom.
The iron art wind lantern hung around the horse's neck bumped, illuminating the oncoming fine snow, and they landed on Xiao Yi's temples rustlingly, his eyes were moist and red, as if his head was white for a moment.
The little girl in her arms was crying hard, and the tears kept rolling on the back of his hand. It was just warm, but it burned his heart deeply.
She sobbed and begged him: "Second brother, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
Many years of calculation, many years of running around.
I haven't had a good day to relax, I haven't enjoyed the warmth of laughing in front of the stove with him, and I haven't had a family reunion with him as his wife.
She asked herself that she is worthy of the society and the people in this life, and there are so many bad people in the world, why is she the one who died? !
Xiao Yi lowered his head and kissed her cheek.
He was an eight-foot man who never shed tears, but tears came from his eyes.
He can defeat one hundred enemies on the battlefield, he can oust the family in the court, he can call the wind and rain in the world, these hands can lift the sword and touch the piano, can hold the most prominent power in the world, but can not wipe away the love of the woman Tears.
There was heavy snow, and the streets were endless.
Never felt that the journey to Jinling was so long.
He was afraid that the of thousands of miles would not be able to run to death.
He was afraid that he, the emperor of the world, would be helpless in front of ghosts.
Tears seeped into the corners of the mouth, salty and bitter.
He held Nan Baoyi tightly, trying to use his body temperature to sustain her life.
Zhaoye Jade Lion finally ran out of Jinling Touring. Because of running too fast, one staggered to his knees and threw Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi out.
Xiao Yi still hugged Nan Baoyi, ignoring the bleeding of his knees, only his eyes were red, and he ran desperately into Jinling Tour.
Jiang Suihan and Xie Alou were around the stove for a drink, and when they heard someone roaring outside, they quickly put on their cloaks and ran out.
The wind lanterns in the yard illuminated the sky full of goose feathers and heavy snow.
Xiao Yi hugged the girl covered in blood, and fell to the ground with a plop. The proud and lonely emperor now burst into tears with red eyes like a madman, begging Jiang Suihan for help.
Jiang Suihan dare not come out.
He stared at the blood in Nan Baoyi's whole body, and ignored the question of the reason, he only swallowed, "This amount of bleeding..."
Xie Alou looked anxiously, and pushed him: "What are you doing in a daze? Go and have a look!"
He was forced to fall down the steps.
Xiao Yi gasped badly, his face was full of tears, shaking his cloak away, and cautiously holding Nan Baoyi to him.
The girl's face was as pale as paper, and her green skirt was dyed red with blood. Her hair was soaked in blood and sticky to her cheeks. Her eyelashes trembled lightly, her breathing was weak.
Jiang Suihan's gaze fell on the wound on Nan Bao's neck.
Such a deep cut...
The arteries have been cut, even if they are placed in later generations, they are unable to return to heaven.
Seeing his pale face and sluggish expression, Xiao Yi roared: "Jiang Suihan, what do you mean?! You save people!"
Jiang Suihan's eyes were also red, tears gushing out uncontrollably.
He murmured: "Brother Xiao family, Nan Xiaowu, she..."