This is life [Quick Transmigration]

The emperor's will was urgent, and he only gave Ouyang Jingfeng three days to rest.

Three days later, Ouyang Jingfeng was outside the capital, with 10 horses, sent by the emperor himself, and embarked on this road that was destined to lead to death.

The night before departure, he stood quietly in the small downstairs looking at Su Le's bedroom all night.

And the lights in Su Le's room were on almost all night.

However, Su Le would never treat himself badly for a scumbag. Even though he had to obey the information terminal's order to keep the candles burning in the house, he still lay on the soft and comfortable bed and slept well under the quilt.

The next day, as expected, Ouyang Jingfeng did not see Su Le among the crowd seeing him off until the last moment of departure.

Obviously, he was sure that this person had always loved him deeply.

Ouyang Jingfeng couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt at that moment.Is it disappointment?Is lost?Or, is it the panic and loneliness creeping up from the bottom of my heart?

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Jingfeng thought of the poem that Su Le once wrote to him.

——Zhe Jiyao pity people like jade, lovesickness should be hated and turned into ashes.

He is a military commander, he has always been unable to understand, and he doesn't bother to understand these sour words of literati, but today, the second half of this poem always comes to his mind involuntarily, and he is eager to understand.

Lovesickness should be hated, robbery turned into ashes.

This trip to the Northern Desert, without any accidents, is a sure-fire ending.

Although he had already had a premonition in his heart, and he and the third prince had already made all the preparations, but when the situation came to an end, it was inevitable that they still felt unwilling.

Ouyang Jingfeng led hundreds of thousands of old and weak soldiers with low morale and gradually distanced themselves from the capital.

He straightened his back, rising and falling with the pace of the tall horse.

It's just that in my heart I couldn't help but began to think endlessly about Su Jingting who was left in the capital by the emperor's decree.

What they will do next is to seek rebellion for a chance of survival, so no matter whether they succeed or fail in the end, Su Jingting probably... will not survive.

Ouyang Jingfeng was riding on the horse, and the impression of Su Jingting's voice and smile kept flashing in his mind.

Step by step, that person fell into a trap in the name of love that he didn't put much effort into. Although he never had a good face towards him, he could always get unreserved love from this person.

This kind of strong love is what he hated in the past, what he doubts now, and what he may... miss in the future...

Ouyang Jingfeng frowned, he didn't want to think about Su Jingting anymore, it always made him feel unspeakable guilt.He forced himself to forget about Su Jingting and think about Liu Qingqing.

Yes, Qingqing!At this time, Qingqing has probably been taken safely to Zhuangzi by the third prince.

Ouyang Jingfeng first smiled softly, but then, his smile stopped halfway again.

But why, he really wanted to turn his head and gallop back, bringing Su Jingting who had nothing to do with him with him?

Why, he couldn't remember when...his Qingqing looked at him with Su Jingting's eyes?

No.

No!

Suddenly, Ouyang Jingfeng suddenly reined in the horse's reins as if enlightened.

The maroon horse raised its front hooves high and neighed loudly.

"General?" Seeing him stop, the deputy general asked inexplicably.

Ouyang Jingfeng didn't speak, just turned around on the horse, looked back at the tall tower in the capital, and unexpectedly saw Su Le's figure!

He... finally came!

pity--

"What a pity?" Yan Beichen appeared behind Su Le at some point, spraying his warm breath on the back of his neck.

Su Le shrunk her neck, moved her fingers under the cloak slightly, and the tear mole shone slightly, but it was not as obvious as before.

"What a pity?" he asked.

"It's nothing, I'm just asking myself."

The sky is ruthless, until he can finally stand with Jing Ting, but it is a pity that Jing Ting only has a short year, maybe even shorter.

Yan Beichen smiled and shook his head, the answer in his heart could only be buried in his heart, and only he could appreciate the bitterness in it.

However, it's all right now, in Su Le's next short year, he will always be by his side.

Although, their ending may have been predestined in the dark.

"Let's go back."

Yan Beichen stretched out his hand, wanting to embrace Su Le into his arms, but Su Le dodged him.

Helpless, Yan Beichen had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. He took Su Le's hand without any refusal, and led Su Le with him, followed by his subordinates and palace servants who were watching his nose, nose, nose and heart.

Su Le frowned in displeasure, and extremely hated the feeling of being involuntary, especially being held by a man like this under the eyes of so many people.

The mole of tears flickered a few times, and the desire to kill someone was finally forced down by him.

But at this time, the information terminal suddenly bubbled up, instigated, and said: "I really want to kill people, right? Except for the hero and heroine, I allow you to kill one in this world, as compensation for the previous data collapse, okay?"

Su Le: "..." Do you want me to kill Yan Beichen?I always feel that there is some conspiracy in this evil pen. ==

Information terminal: "..." I can't tell you the pain, it's really for your own good! qaq

Su Le secretly guessed the conspiracy of the information terminal, followed Yan Beichen back to the palace obediently, then obediently moved into the Prince's East Palace, had lunch and dinner, and finally lay down with Yan Beichen obediently. To the same large couch.

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, and finally gave up thinking about it again. When he came back to his senses, he turned his head and met Yan Beichen's deep and dark eyes.

Su Le: "!!!" What about my long-handled dragon-slashing watermelon knife?

"Jing Ting."

Yan Beichen softly called Su Le.

Su Le paused, looked into those deep eyes expressionlessly, and waited for Yan Beichen's next words.

"Forget about Ouyang Jingfeng, will you stay with me?"

Su Le frowned, pursed her lips and remained silent.

The information terminal came to join in the fun at this time, "This time there is no limit to killing people, no bugs, the information terminal can even send you a long-handled dragon-slaying watermelon knife by air!"

Su Le rolled his eyes in his heart, he didn't want to do anything, the more the information terminal wanted him to do something, the less he wanted to do it.

But he really wanted to kill this man who made him kneel as soon as he met him. Whether he would kill him or not was really worrying!

Su Le fell into deep thought for a while.

Yan Beichen's eyes darkened. To him, Su Le's silence was a silent rejection.

Obsession becomes calamity.

For a moment, his eyes seemed to be filled with a terrifying black storm.

"You don't want to?" With a dangerous smile on his face, Yan Beichen suddenly turned over and pressed Su Le from top to bottom.

He carefully observed every tiny expression on Su Le's face, and felt extremely agitated in his heart. He pressed Su Le's arms on top of his head with his palms, and firmly embedded them into the soft bed.

"Do you believe it or not, if you say 'no', I will immediately ask you here?"

Su Le: Information terminal, send a knife!

Information Terminal: Wait a minute, you!

Su Le remained silent - he was waiting for the information terminal to deliver the knife to him by air.

He sneered in his heart, the last person who dared to treat him like this, the grass on the grave was five meters high, Keke. ==

Furthermore, he always had a vague feeling in his heart that this person should have died in his hands...

Shipping physical objects across time and space takes time.

During this time, Su Le's silence finally filled Yan Beichen's heart with crazy thoughts.

He couldn't control the tyrannical thoughts in his heart, he bit down on Su Lechao's pale lips regardless.

The moment the lips touched, there was a slight tingling, and the sound of a blunt object entering the body suddenly sounded.

The sound is not loud, but it seems to resound through the sky.

Yan Beichen straightened up in a daze, and looked down at the exquisite dagger that appeared out of thin air on his chest.

The dagger is very beautiful, its blood stained appearance is very similar to the tear mole on Su Le's face, and the intricate patterns carved on the dagger are like mysterious spells.

Many images flashed through my mind, but there was only one person in them.

He finally remembered everything.

He slowly looked at Su Le who was lying on his back again, and as expected, he saw Su Le's face full of astonishment and tears streaming down his face.

He stretched out his hand in distress, trying to wipe away the tears on Su Le's face, but because of the rapid loss of physical strength, he could only retract the raised arm in vain.

At this time, he seemed a little at a loss: "Lele...don't, don't cry."

The information terminal looked at the scene in front of him blankly, with endless coldness in his eyes.

Yan Beichen died.

The information terminal asked Su Le: "You remember everything too?"

Su Le wiped away tears in silence.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the dagger from Yan Beichen's chest, and stabbed it into his chest under the watchful eye of the information terminal.

He heard himself say to the information terminal: "Since it failed again, let's continue."