Chapter 552 The White Moonlight of Powerful Officials [1v3] (56)

Rong Chen hugged Bai Wu and walked all the way outside the palace gate.

The heavy snow that had stopped originally began to fall again.

Between heaven and earth, a vast expanse.

Only the golden face on his face and the mottled blood on Bai Wu's body became the only strange colors in this world.

Even though she was out of breath.

But there was still continuous blood overflowing from her body, winding into a bloody road on the snow.

Si Tong and Si Qi walked side by side beside the road of blood, also silent.

The vermilion palace gate gradually appeared in front of his eyes, Si Tong finally couldn't help it, and opened his mouth after deliberation.

"My lord, the palace gate is ahead, stop now."

It was as if Rong Chen didn't hear his words at all, and he still stubbornly moved forward.

Every step is extraordinarily reverent and powerful.

As if what he held in his arms was not a woman.

But his god.

Si Tong glanced at Siqi, bit his lip, and shouted with determination.

"My lord, Miss Liu is dead, you should turn back and prepare for her funeral as soon as possible!"

Rong Chen shook his body and finally stopped.

He looked back sadly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was also extremely hoarse.

"She's not dead."

She is blessed by the Son of God.

How could he die like this?

Rong Chen raised his foot again, stepped on the fresh snow that gradually piled up and continued to walk outside.

The gatekeepers did not stop him.

This is the privilege of the temple.

You can come and go freely in the imperial city.

Si Tong made a gesture to follow, but Si Qi quickly grabbed him.

"Let the adults be alone for a while, we will just wait here."

Si Tong looked at the white clothes that gradually merged with the snow, sighed, and stood beside Siqi.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the north wind is blowing and whistling.

The snow outside the palace gate has not had time to be cleaned, and it has piled up a thick layer.

It became more and more difficult for Rong Chen to walk until he tripped over a stone brick and knelt down in the snow.

After trying several times but unable to stand up, he simply gave up struggling and just knelt and sat in the boundless snow.

Bai Wu's body was completely cold.

But the face that had lost its blood color was still extremely charming, and the beauty mole was still shining brightly.

As if people are still there.

He tried his best to pull out a smile, and asked in a low voice, "You're not going to die, are you?"

But the only answer to him was endless hissing.

It seemed that after finally realizing that the person in his arms could no longer respond to him, the soul that Rong Chen had been away for a long time finally returned.

He finally heard the sound of falling snow and the whistling north wind.

The heart tightened intermittently.

His palms curled up, tightly grasping the front of his chest.

There seemed to be an invisible big hand strangling his life door desperately, sucking the oxygen out of his body bit by bit.

No matter how hard he tried to breathe, he still felt like he was about to suffocate to death.

Finally, a tear overflowed from his golden face and fell into the snowy ground.

He murmured.

"sorry Sorry"

He thought that if he sent her out of that small town, she would be safe and sound in this life.

Unexpectedly, it was because of one of his choices that her life was ruined.

He had already seen Bai Yan's evil intentions.

But just because he was angry that she had been too close to Bai Cang these days, he removed the eyeliner placed beside her.

It wasn't until something happened to her that he realized the clue and rushed over.

"Qiqi, I regret it, I shouldn't have sent you to the palace, I shouldn't have pushed you into dire straits again."

"I know, you have been complaining about my ruthlessness, but who knows my suffering."

"This sacrificial status is unattainable to the people of the world, but to me, it is a complete bondage."

"Because of it, I don't even dare to look at you. I can only look at your back over and over again. I don't even dare to call you by your first name. I can only call you 'Miss Liu'."

"The catastrophe under the cliff made me understand that I am not a god, I am a human being, a living person, I will also have birth, old age, sickness and death, and I will also have love, hatred, hatred, and ignorance."

"And you are my love, hate, hatred, and ignorance."

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

He didn't know when and where he fell in love.

But when he realized it, the person who made people emotional left her.

Rong Chen smiled foolishly, and pressed his cheek against her cold forehead.

"If you were still here, hearing these words now, you would surely laugh at me as a cocoon, right?"

Yes.

How ridiculous.

The son of the god who dedicated his life to the god king unexpectedly fell in love with someone else.

But he personally sent his lover to the point of no return.

The wind and snow gradually subsided, and his shoulders and head were covered with white snow.

The same is true for Bai Wu.

Rong Chen dully raised his hand to wipe off the falling snow on her body.

But when he touched her temples, he froze in place.

Instead of continuing, he grabbed a handful of fine snow from the snow and sprinkled it on her black hair.

"Qiqi, I think of a poem."

"If he is drenched in snow together in the morning, he will be counted as a whitehead in this life."

"So, do we count as old age?"

next life.

Just let him be a common man.

Despite being poor and humble all his life, at least he still has the qualifications to be a lover.

Unlike now, even though she is full of glory, she only dares to confide in her heart after the death of the one she loves.

Just when Si Tong thought that they would not be able to wait for Rong Chen today, when he looked up, he was surprised to find that he had turned back with someone in his arms.

Si Tong hastily greeted him.

"grown ups."

"Find a coffin and put Miss Liu in it." Rong Chen said before he could ask.

Si Tong and Si Qi looked at each other in surprise, leaned over and said, "Yes."

He moved very quickly, and because the people in the palace did not dare to neglect the people in the temple, he produced a good coffin in less than half an hour.

This was originally prepared for the eldest princess in the Changle Hall of the East Palace.

She was sick all autumn and winter, just in case, the Ministry of Internal Affairs ordered people to build a high-quality coffin.

However, Miss Liu, who entered the palace later, left first.

It can only be used first.

The coffin was carried into the Baohua Hall, and Rong Chen put the person in with his own hands.

The jade statue of the god that was returned was also put in by him.

It stands to reason that this is extremely disrespectful to the gods.

Because Liu Qiqi is not considered a member of the temple, and because of her humble status, she can't bear the honor of being in the same coffin as the statue of the god.

But from the moment he came back from the dead under the cliff, the god in Rong Chen's heart no longer existed.

Belief in him.

More like torture.

The coffin lid was closed, and everything about him and Liu Qiqi's past was also sealed in this inch of dead wood.

Rong Chen's eyes dimmed, leaving only a cold broken light in his pupils.

Si Tong took a look and then looked away, feeling a little apprehensive.

"My lord, now we"

"Go to Weiyang Palace." Rong Chen's voice was cold.

He will also punish sinners with his own hands.

Those who hurt her should be sent to hell by his own hands.
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