Qingyi looked at Yu Haoxuan's cold eyebrows, she couldn't find the gentleness of the past, she greeted his cold and deep eyes blankly, and then trembled her long eyelashes, and stepped back step by step, until she retreated to the edge of the bed, and then said softly: "Yu Haoxuan, have you forgotten your oath?" Qingyi's voice was so light that she couldn't even hear herself

Yu Haoxuan looked at Qingyi, a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he tightened his sword eyebrows, his eyes were full of anger and disgust Looking at Qingyi's sad eyes, he suddenly laughed coldly, that laugh, like a sad one, but such a mockery, and then a low and cold voice pierced Qingyi's chest like an arrow: "Holding the hand of the son, do you grow old with the son?" Yu Haoxuan's voice was a little careless, and then he sneered: "Qingyi, my beloved concubine, do you really think that I can't help it?" ”

Then he suddenly pulled Qingyi in his arms, hugged him tightly in his arms, pointed his big finger at Qingyi who was stunned, and said angrily: "If it weren't for the fact that I didn't want Ruyue to return to the position of concubine, I would have killed you a long time ago."

In a word, all the people in the hall were stunned, and the air flowed backwards

Yu Haoxuan's hand pointing at Qingyi gradually clenched into a fist, as if he was restraining something, but he hated it like he was growing wildly, and the sound of the joints was terrifying

Ruyue was stunned, she looked at Yu Haoxuan's angry expression with wide eyes, and then turned to Qingyi stiffly, but saw Qingyi suddenly laughing, that laugh was so sad that it made people want to shed tears, but she smiled so beautifully, so beautiful that the air in people's hearts was drained away

After a while, Qingyi stopped laughing, she supported the edge of the bed with her bare hands, the clarity and sadness in her eyes had disappeared, and she was a little ethereal, and then, she stretched out her hand, and when everyone couldn't react, she picked up the cup of poisonous wine on the tray of her father-in-law and drank it all, and in the sound of everyone's gasping, she calmly put the golden cup on the tray smoothly, but Father-in-law Tai was paralyzed to the ground when he saw Qingyi drink the poisonous wine

Ruyue was startled, but she could clearly feel that Yu Haoxuan's body was more stiff than her, and suddenly, everyone in the hall seemed to be frozen, looking straight at Qingyi's body standing on the edge of the bed, a gust of cold wind blew, curling her hair, making her look so unreal at this moment. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

Qingyi's heart suddenly became unusually calm when she swallowed the bitter poisonous wine in her throat, as if she didn't care about anything anymore, and her eyes looked at the blood-red Xiao Qiang flowers blooming around the "moon viewing platform" outside the window, and her pupils were dyed with blood-colored scarlet

It turns out that this is the end

Qingyi moved slightly, the poisonous wine didn't seem to have attacked, she lowered her long eyelashes and looked at the bed where they used to stay together night and night, and then ripped off the quilt in everyone's surprise, and with a bang, pulled out the sword, split the futon thrown in the air in half, and then ripped off the bright yellow brocade sheets, and instantly slashed the sword

"Life is not a pair, death is not together" Qingyi looked at the bedding and sheets that slowly floated down from the air, and said leisurely, and then smiled ethereally, turned his head to look at Yu Haoxuan, who had let go of Ruyue at some point, and slipped off a ivory comb carved with a phoenix in his hand, and then closed his eyes, and said to Tai Gong, who was paralyzed at his feet: "Please help Xiao Tong set up a tablet, and pay tribute and bow down on the fifteenth day of the new year, Qingyi is grateful."

"Niangniang" Tai only trembled, and his face was already full of old tears

Qingyi slowly opened her eyes, grabbed the placket of her clothes with her bare hands, took out the piece of phoenix pendant, and then threw it on the ground with a snap, and then lifted her breath, her footsteps spun, and suddenly flew out of the window in the shock of everyone

The cold wind blew on Qingyi's face, she rushed to the depths of the garden, there were no tears on her face, even the sadness disappeared from her eyes, Xuanyi flew through the woods in the garden, Xiao Qianghua flew everywhere in the sky, paving the entire garden into blood red, hitting Qingyi's running face.

In the depths of the imperial garden, Qingyi stopped, the dark robe flew in the sky like a yarn, she looked up at the bare plum blossom forest, looked at the stone bench and piano stand she saw at the beginning, and her blank gaze stayed in the place where the white clothes would have appeared, and then reached out and pulled off the peony and white jade hairpin on her hair bundle, letting a green silk scatter down, flying in the sudden wind, her white hand tightly held the hairpin that she had loved for a long time, and then fell to the ground

There was a sudden ache in her chest, penetrating her soul from the bottom of her heart, making her whole body cold in an instant, Qingyi knew that this was a toxic attack, but she kept walking forward, but with every step, her heart ached, as if she was being pulled by something, which made her can't help but want to turn back

The blood-colored Xiao Qiang in the sky flew down in the wind, as if she was mourning her dying life, Qingyi threw away the long sword in her hand, and walked forward with difficulty holding the plum tree trunk, but the raging pain in her chest made her tremble uncontrollably.

She didn't want to die in the palace Qingyi clutched the clothes in her heart, raised her eyes to look at the lonely cold palace in front of her, and made a fist with her hands, but a white figure suddenly flashed in front of her, and then, a man's low and gentle voice sounded: "Xiao Tong"

Xiao Tong, Qing Yi looked at the man in front of him who looked a little similar to Yu Haoxuan, and fell to the ground violently

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Haotian rushed forward and helped Qingyi's body that fell to the ground up, his handsome face was full of paleness and convulsions, he held her hand, wanting to take her pulse, but Qingyi grabbed his hand and gasped: "Three princes, we are not friends yet"

Yu Haotian's body froze, he felt Qingyi's weakness, and he didn't understand why she suddenly ran to this place where they had met after having a miscarriage, his heart tightened, and he said a little nervously: "We are friends, we are friends."

Qingyi looked at Yu Haotian, and suddenly laughed, smiling so purely, like a fairy who is not stained with a trace of dust, and then she held his hand tighter, with a weak breath, and whispered softly: "I drank the poisonous wine given by your imperial brother, and it is no longer good" Then looked at Haotian's shocked expression in the first year, and gasped: "Take me to the back mountain of the cold palace"

Yu Haotian's body froze, he shook his head in disbelief, hugged Qingyi's gradually cold body and said: "Impossible, impossible, the imperial brother will not do this, the imperial brother promised me, he promised me"

Qingyi's consciousness has begun to dissipate, she has no strength to ask Yu Haotian, what the emperor has promised him, and she doesn't want to know anymore, she stared at the scarlet flying in the sky, wanting to keep some memories, but her eyelids gradually drooped

Not far away, a rushing footsteps sounded, Yu Hao genius recovered from excitement but disbelief, he quietly raised his head, but saw a touch of bright yellow galloping towards this side, his heart was suffocated, he looked down at the sleeping woman in his arms, as if frightened, picked up Qingyi, and ran towards the cold palace

The cold howling wind passed through her ears, Qingyi's long hair fluttered wantonly in the wind, Yu Haotian held her and galloped through the woods, and it didn't take long to arrive at the cold palace, and then, Qingyi heard someone say to her in a hazy way: "Xiao Tong, it's almost here, you wake up quickly, the back mountain is almost here"

In his heart, there was an inexplicable burst of peace of mind, and the corners of Qingyi's mouth pursed a relieved smile, but when the man holding his body suddenly stopped, he heard another low roaring voice penetrate: "Let go of her"

With a tremor in her heart, Qingyi struggled to open her eyes, and in the dimness she caught a glimpse of a bright yellow figure rising towards her, and the dragon robe swaying in the wind was making a rustling sound.

"Don't" Qingyi suddenly shook his head weakly, and then leaned tightly in Yu Haotian's arms, couldn't stop crying, grabbed his clothes with his bare hands, and said: "Take me away, take me away, take me away"

The bright yellow figure stopped abruptly after hearing Qingyi's words, as if he didn't dare to approach, but he clenched his fists angrily, and the man's creepy joints were still so clearly audible in the howling wind

"Brother Huang, you have lost her" Yu Haotian hugged Qingyi tightly, standing on the roof of the cold palace, his white clothes fluttering.

"Give her to me" Yu Haoxuan roared, but did not answer Yu Haotian's words, he stepped forward step by step, the murderous aura exuded from his whole body seemed to be able to ignite flames, and his dark blue pupils emitted a faint light.

Qingyi leaned weakly in Yu Haotian's arms, looking at Yu Haoxuan with ethereal eyes that had almost completely broken his heart, closed his eyes, and suddenly pushed away Yu Haotian's body, flew and spun on the eaves, landed in the air, and then spent his last strength to run towards the back mountain

The wind blows up the dust, and the charming eyes are flying in chaos

Qingyi's dark figure was so blurry under the red sun that people couldn't take their eyes off it, she ran in the wind with the last trace of her true qi, her long hair fluttering and fluttering, and behind her, the bright yellow and snow white followed closely behind

On the edge of the cliff, Qingyi stopped, a trace of strength in her body had been lost, she stood there holding her breath, her weak eyes looked at the tide rolling under the cliff, and the corners of her mouth finally showed a smile, finally arrived

The moment the butterfly flew up and slid down the cliff at the moment when she closed her eyes, the damp cold wind penetrated into her skin, but at the moment when the body fell and was freed, her hands were actually grasped by a pair of cold as frost, and then she heard an anxious but strong hatred roar in a trance: "You dare to jump off the cliff"

Qingyi's closed eyes slowly opened, looking at the man holding his hand vacantly, his body was floating in the tsunami of the wind like a kite, but the corners of his mouth were still filled with a smile of relief, even if he saw the man's eyes falling cold tears

"Qingyi, go back with me" Yu Haoxuan's voice trembled lightly, he looked at Qingyi's eyes that seemed to have no soul, the tears in his eyes couldn't help falling on her delicate cheeks, the hatred and pain in his eyes were mixed, and the hands rubbing against the edge of the stone were full of blood

"You can't live in pairs, and you can't stay together in death." Qingyi's pale lips moved lightly twice, but he didn't make a sound, but Yu Haoxuan understood, his heart was frozen in an instant, and the cold hand holding her began to tremble uncontrollably, and then roared angrily and painfully: "Qingyi, I hate you, I hate you".

Qingyi smiled, but that smile frightened him so much in Yu Haoxuan's eyes, he wanted to pull her up, wanted to tell her how much he hated what she did, but Qingyi closed her eyes, shook off Yu Haoxuan's hand violently, and in an instant, her body withered and fell like autumn leaves

On the summer solstice of the sixth year of Emperor Xuan of the Heavenly Dynasty of Huaiyue Kingdom, Emperor Xuan's concubine Dushi Qingyi committed suicide by jumping off the cliff in the mountain behind the cold palace, the emperor was seriously ill in March, and ordered 100,000 imperial forest troops to go down the cliff to find the body of Concubine De in the cold cave waterhole, but because the water depth of the pool is thousands of feet, no one is looking for it, so he withdrew from the army after March, and the palace eunuch chief Tai'an personally set up a tablet for it, the emperor ordered, personally mentioned the inscription, but only a few words: "The tomb of the Shengde Emperor Concubine Xiao Tong", replaced by the things in front of him, buried in the winter mausoleum in the northern suburbs, accompanied by the four seasons of red plum

On the second day after the burial, the emperor Zhaoshu postponed the marriage period with Leng Xiaoguo, the county lord and the princess of Ziyu Country for three years, and ordered the concubines below the second grade of the harem to enter the Huguo Temple for the Shengde Imperial Concubine to guard the dark and cold Huangquan Road in September

In front of the burning Forgetsheng River, the black iron chain locked the woman's white ankles, and the dark long skirt was spread in the fiery red cave, and the flames that burned the skin shuttled around, burning the woman's whole body

Qingyi closed her eyes, tired in the hot cave, her long hair scattered on the hot rocks, her calm eyes staring at a certain part of the cave, and she lay angry, as if she was waiting for the fire to burn all the memories of the past and present lives in her mind to ashes, and the long hundred years

"You regret the contract, you deserve it" In front of the fire cliff, the black-robed man who suddenly fell into the cave was in the flames, his handsome and evil face had a cruel but gentle smile, his dark eyes stared at Qingyi's moon-like color, and he waved his long sleeves, and a gust of black wind covered Qingyi's figure, and a cold word overflowed from his thin lips: "But now that the deity has changed his mind, you can go back"

Qingyi looked at this man blankly, her godless eyes fluctuated slightly, she struggled to prop herself up, looked up at the king of this dim world, closed her eyes angrily, and then asked in a cold whisper: "What does the Venerable want to do with Qingyi?" She remembered that when she came to this dark land, Hades had agreed to let her pass through the Nai He Bridge, only to punish her with a lot of misery in her life, but she didn't want this handsome man in black robe to suddenly appear, and ordered her to be thrown into another time and space

The man laughed, as if he was intent on torturing Qingyi, but when he saw that Qingyi was really dead, he angrily enlarged the black mist covering Qingyi's body, making Qingyi suffer between heat and cold, and then laughed coldly: "You are a scourge, and the deity is to get rid of you as a scourge"|

Qingyi felt that her spirit body was burned by the fire and was instantly in the ice cellar, she stared at the evil man in front of her with clear eyes, but she pursed her lips tightly and did not spit out a word begging for mercy, until, another woman's delicate voice sounded outside the cliff: "Don't, blazing, don't"

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