Yezhao Sandbar

Son, sometimes being so well-behaved makes people feel distressed.

"Let Longjing set up a small couch in the Nuan Pavilion, and let her take care of it at night. Did the doctor get a pulse today?" Duan Qianmo asked.

"Please check the pulse and say that the child is fine. Don't worry, my lord."

Seeing her happy face, Duan Qianmo's depression subsided a little. He thought that this would be the end of his life, what else could he ask for? Ah Xi married Yun Wu, and he might have a son in the coming year, as he wished. In other words, if Ah Xi can be happy, Yun Wu is indeed a good woman.

I am lucky, but not my life.

Ah Xi is his belief in this life, and it is enough to see him well from afar.

On the fifth day of October, Qinghai Kuaima came to report that the copper mine had collapsed, and the local government imposed martial law on the mountain. The initial investigation was that the mine collapsed due to the epidemic. Numerous tenants and employees were killed and injured, because most of the employees were local aborigines. One stone caused a thousand waves. , nearly a thousand people from the family members of the deceased and the children of the ancestral hall made a fuss in the government office, which has developed into a crime, and it is urgent!

Duan Qianmo set off for Qinghai overnight, and sent Wufu to send five carts of congratulatory gifts to Dunhuang. The troops set off in two groups at the same time.

On October thirteenth, the royal court of the Yue family rode Juechen, and galloped towards Longshan at the speed of electric fire. Saimo sent an urgent letter, and the dark guards explored the main road of Longshan passing through Qinghai, and Yingzhe sent them under Ambush, Duan Qianmo and his party will be ambushed!

Sai Mo's news is unmistakable, Duan Qianmo has set out from Suzhou for eight days, and according to the time, he entered Longshan today, crossing the ancient road into Qinghai.

The current battle between Ying Zhe and Sai Mo is in full swing. If Ying Zhe regains the two states, his chances of winning in ruling Qinghai will be higher. Why did he only realize this crisis now! ?

Duan Qianmo and his party rushed to the mine where the accident occurred to deal with the aftermath. They would only bring hundreds of guards with them. If they were ambushed by Yingzhe, how could they escape?

Sima Ye whipped the horse with all his strength, and bent his body down on the horse's back, hoping to fly to Longshan in an instant with a pair of wings.

Duan Qianmo, you can't die!

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The ancient road is westward, and the yellow sand stretches.

In Huangtian, there was an endless stream of business travelers coming and going between the teahouses. To the west, they entered the boundary of Longshan Mountain. There was only one teahouse within a radius of tens of miles, and the business was very good.

The largest table was occupied by six men, and a carriage was parked not far away. The curtains of the carriage were tightly closed, and it was unknown who was inside.

A man asked for a bowl of plain water, then asked the boss for two steamed buns with old noodles, and sent them to the carriage.

The man didn't come forward, he just opened the curtain and offered food, everyone saw a white hand taking the food and water.

It was unusual for a carriage to appear in this kind of place, and it was a carriage filled with women.

The business travelers resting in the teahouse were whispering among themselves, but they dared not speak out loud due to the viciousness of the six big men, they all lowered their voices and whispered to their ears.

Horse thieves were rampant near Longshan. These six men were driving with a woman, so it was very likely that the bandits had snatched a woman from a good family. The merchants hated horse thieves but dared not speak out.

The table next to the earthen stove was so smoky that no one wanted to sit, so a person sat alone, with his back facing the outside, drinking tea one sip at a time, listening to other people's whispered discussions.

Those men filled their stomachs with a few mouthfuls, and picked up their big knives and stood up.

After the carriage set off, the diner at the innermost table also quietly disappeared without a trace.

The six men were wearing ordinary leather vests that are common in the Northwest, but they were wearing thick-soled boots. They were well-made and durable, and they were a kind of marching boots often worn by guards and barracks.

The carriage was not driving fast, and it took an hour to enter the Longshan Ancient Road.

The woman in the car was potbellied but dressed gorgeously, holding her abnormally large belly in both hands, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

The ancient road was bumpy, the carriage was bumpy, and the lower abdomen began to hurt. More than ten days ago, the prince left for Qinghai. She took the maid to the temple to seek safety, but she didn't want to meet the robbers. Those people took her to this wilderness. She took good care of her all the way. I don't know who they are. If she was kidnapped to embarrass the prince, she would not let those people succeed even if she died. But what about the child in her womb?

There was a gap in the base of the carriage, but it was getting bigger and bigger under her eyelids, and it suddenly cracked. She jumped in fright, and sent herself into the innermost part of the carriage, covering her mouth.

A man got under the car and made a gesture to silence her. She covered her mouth and nodded obediently.

The man was like a feather, with a flexible and slender body, floating in from the base without making a sound.

He was also observing her, frowning slightly, but his handsome facial features were indifferent. When he saw her belly, his brows furrowed even tighter.

The man suddenly approached, even though he was no stranger to his appearance, this year, he had seen more than a hundred hand-painted portraits of the prince, and he had already remembered it in his heart, but when he saw the real person, he still felt a little conflicted, and she shrank back, a little scared.

"Who are you?" the man asked in a low voice.

She was cautious, secretly wondering if she could tell the truth, and if he would harm her and the child because of her true identity.

She let go of the hand on her mouth, and asked in a low voice cautiously: "Are you King Yuezhi?"

The man didn't speak, but a pair of wine-red eyes shone with complex light. At that moment, she felt that the glimmer of light flowing from his eyes was like a flower funeral song, and the colorful fallen flowers turned into a pure land in an instant.

She suddenly grabbed the man's hand and begged in a low voice, "Help me!"

……

"My lord, do you want to enter the mountain?"

The guard looked tired and asked Duan Qianmo in a low voice.

The guards behind were also full of fatigue. There were not many of the [-] people who traveled, and the number of them was clear at a glance.

There is a big mountain in front, and the mountain just passed behind, the terrain is unfamiliar, even if you look at it, you can't tell why.

I was ambushed when I entered Longshan Mountain. I fought guerrillas in the mountains for eight days in a row. The other party was familiar with the terrain. After the guards fell one by one, the group stopped attacking. They just drove them around the mountain. Now that I think about it, The mine site in Qinghai was bombed, the aborigines caused troubles and ambushed in the mountains, it was a trap, they had no way out, they had to go into the mountains according to the other party's purpose, in order to find the perpetrators.

"Go into the mountains."

A group of people entered the mountain one after another. After walking for a while, they heard the sound of horseshoes. A shadowy figure in the mist was getting closer and closer. The guards drew their swords and surrounded Duan Qianmo.

"It's Wufu!"

One with sharp eyes, let out a cry of surprise.

Duan Qianmo looked around, and it was indeed Wu Fu riding over.

"Why are you here?" He had a bad premonition in his heart. Wu Fu escorted the gift to Dunhuang, and he shouldn't have appeared here.

"My lord, the concubine was taken captive [-] days ago. According to the information my subordinates received, the carriage that hijacked the concubine was going in the direction of Longshan." Dunhuang, the direction of departure is also Longshan, and the subordinates led people to follow them all the way. They just received the news of the first spies. Three hours ago, there was a suspicious carriage in the Gudao teahouse. The same man who looked very much like King Yueshi was there They meet here and enter the Longshan Ancient Road together."

As soon as Wu Fu's words fell, there was silence. The guards carefully peeked at Duan Qianmo, only to see his lips tightly pressed, his eyes deep and deep, silent.

The relationship between the Yue Clan and the Western Fan has always been complicated as both enemies and friends. If you want to go back, the death of the Yue Clan Da Sima three years ago, the prince cannot get rid of it. The reason to go to the rescue.

It seems that the manipulator behind this incident is the Yuezhi King.

The guards clenched their fists. Out of the two hundred brothers, there are only more than 30 left now. Those lives must be recovered by the culprit!

Duan Qianmo suddenly raised his head, looked around the faces of grief and indignation, and said indifferently: "It can't be King Yueshi, this king believes in him."

……

Sima Ye lifted the curtain of the car to check the situation outside. There were five people behind the carriage, and there was one person driving the carriage. He was not sure that he could knock down the six people in one fell swoop, so he had to try his luck and restrain the driver first.

Make up your mind and do it!

The light of the knife is like electricity, and the person comes out before the blade reaches, and directly penetrates the driver's vest through the curtain of the car!

With a sound of "唰——", the curtain of the car was suddenly lifted, and a gust of wind rushed towards his face. Sima Ye turned sideways to avoid it, his heart trembling.

During the fight, the knife in his hand was released, and there was another bump. The princess let out a short cry of pain. Sima Ye was startled. When he looked back, he was hit by a palm in the back. It is warm and smooth to the touch.

"I, I... my stomach hurts..." The woman's face turned pale, and her temple hair was stuck to her face with sweat, "Help me..."

Sima Ye had a bad heart, so he turned around and rushed out quickly. The coachman raised his whip and shot at him. The force is to stab the driver's shoulder blade straight!

"what--"

The man let out a scream, and Sima Ye jumped up and kicked the coachman away. There was a flash of white light when the coachman landed, and blood spattered.

There was a "bang bang" sound from the roof, and a person behind jumped up, lifted the roof, and stabbed with a knife, but got stuck halfway. Get out of the carriage.

Ah Xi jumped on the horseback, trying to control the frightened crazy horse, the wound on the palms of both hands became bigger and bigger under the friction of the rein, the rough rein strangled into the wound, bleeding continuously, like a strand of ribbon floating behind her.But at this moment, he couldn't feel the pain at all, and his face and whole body were numb. He looked back at the carriage, and there were constant sex inside.

The people behind rode their horses to catch up, but they didn't catch up quickly, and they didn't fall down. They were hanging not far behind the car.

He never thought that he would fall into this situation, and would fight hard for Duan Qianmo's princess and children. Is this his responsibility? Should Duan Qianmo's women and children be protected by him?

This kind of question should be extremely ridiculous, but he just took on this ridiculous burden. He probably owed it to him in his previous life, and he will pay it back in this life. When he learned about Duan Qianmo three days ago, he didn't even have time to think about it. So he rode his horse to look for it, but Zuo was nothing more than a past life debt that couldn't be solved.

……

On the edge of the cliff, the two armies faced each other solemnly.

The black eyes of Sai Mo, who was dressed in black armor, were filled with vigorous anger. Opposite him was a man in a light robe with his hands behind his back standing in the wind. Behind him was a thousand soldiers with a dignified appearance, which was completely different from his casualness. Without this The field is full of armored soldiers, and he stands alone on the top of this cliff, which is a bit of a romantic charm of a hermit.

Sai Mo wished to crush the person in front of him to ashes, if it wasn't for him, Sima Qing wouldn't have died tragically, if it wasn't for him, Xiqiang wouldn't have split up either!

Yingzhe, I stood still and waited for the opportunity to kill you, but I didn't want to, but you took a step ahead and used Sima Qing's remains to threaten me to come here. Today, I, Sai Mo, will die with you even if I commit suicide.

"I thought you should at least go to the appointment cautiously and wait for the opportunity to give me a head-on blow. I didn't want you, but you really came." Yingzhe chuckled, and asked slowly and softly: "Looking at your eyes, it seems that you want to eat people, don't you?" Do you want me to die like that?"

Sai Mo snorted coldly: "The only thing left in Sai Mo's life is to take your Yingzhe's head!"

Yingzhe laughed out loud, mockingly, half turned around, and scattered the unbearable sadness in his eyes to the sky in the wind.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's shoot!" Behind Sai Mo, the king's army lined up, and the weapons clanged!

Yingzhe's heart was shocked, but it was not because he was intimidated by Wang Jun's momentum, but because he still wanted to ask the question that he had asked countless times in the past three years, "Sai Mo, are you really doing it for Sima Qing? Want to break with me?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Sai Mo answered him for the umpteenth time, "There is no end between you and me!"

Yingzhe closed his eyes, and then opened them again, "As long as you have any regrets, Xiqiang will not be divided, as long as you bow your head to me once, I will offer half of Qinghai with both hands, as long as you have me in your eyes It won’t be like this between us, I, Yingzhe, will do my best and will help you for the rest of my life.” He slowed down, seeing that Sai Mo was silent, and there was a little hope in his heart, so he couldn’t help but took a step forward, twisting With his eyes, he said softly: "Sai Mo, if you can find your way back, Yingzhe will help you take back Qinghai and the two states, annex Yuezhi, unify the Northwest, establish a country and proclaim yourself emperor, how about it?"

As soon as the last word fell, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the army behind him let out a deep exclamation. He quickly avoided the knife on his back. Although he was on guard, he couldn't help but took a small step forward and saw blood. , Smiling miserably, he straightened up and motioned for the army behind him to silence.

"If you persist in your obsession, I have nothing to say." Putting my hands behind my back, I tried to straighten my back, and said coldly, "I will give you a big gift, do you want to know what it is?"

Sai Mo's eyebrows twitched, and a bad omen flashed in his heart.

Ying Zhe wiped a smear of blood from the bridge of his nose, and said, "You have been thinking of Sima Qing for three years, and because of him, you have practiced a wonderful painting, and those portraits are lifelike..." He mocked, "A king of Xiqiang, a king of Xifan , all because of this face, I can't eat it, but I don't know that this face makes me feel sick, even in my nightmares, this hateful face flashes back and forth."

"What do you want?" Sai Mo asked coldly.

"What do I want? That's a good question." Yingzhe smiled, and after the smile disappeared, his expression became ferocious, and he suddenly shouted: "Since you all like this face so much, let's die together!"

The vibration came from far and near, and someone let out a low cry.

Sai Mo followed the prestige, and saw a carriage heading towards the edge of the cliff tens of feet away!

"You bring a letter to King Yuezhi to inform Duan Qianmo that Duan Qianmo was attacked. I kidnapped Princess Xifan all the way to Longshan. No matter who dies, Duan Qianmo will not let you and me go. What I want is to fulfill you." He said..." He stopped suddenly, stared fixedly at Sai Mo's gradually changing face, and slowly uttered four words: "I will never die, never stop..."

If you can't share the same quilt in life, let's share the same acupuncture point after death!

The people of Xiqiang secretly spurned his wolfish ambitions and divided Xiqiang, and who can understand the pain of not being able to love, only he knows that power and status in his eyes are not as good as Sai Mo's looking back.

Isn't he doing much?

Even to the point of death, he had to drag Duan Qianmo and Sima Ye, just so that Xiqiang would not fall into the hands of any of them. As for the future, he didn't want to and couldn't control it.

He confessed that he had made a mistake in paying for his whole life.

I only hope that after we escape into reincarnation with him, there will be no involvement in the next life.

"kill--"

Sai Mo shouted loudly, and the fight immediately shook the sky, and the two phalanxes were twisted together like a hurricane sweeping a wheat field.

Wufu heard the noise of the battle, and the hustle and bustle continued. He was about to turn his head to ask for instructions, but saw a blur in front of him, and Duan Qianmo shot out against the wind like an arrow off the string.

He turned his head, his face changed drastically, "Quick, go help!"

There was someone chasing after him, and a fault line in front of him had already come into view. Crazy Horse had no tendency to slow down when he stepped off. Sima Ye fixed his eyes and swung his knife to chop. There was a violent bump, and the right wheel was bounced out due to the inertia. The woman in the carriage was jolted and screamed, and half of her body was thrown out of the carriage.

Sima Ye threw away the reins, lay half-body down and blocked the woman with his body, waved his hand again, but heard a cry from behind, "Axi, don't—"

It's Duan Qianmo!

There was a tearing pain in his heart, this person never believed him.

After cutting off the horse rope, Crazy Horse stepped out of the cliff and fell straight down. The carriage suddenly turned over and rolled over the gravel ground with a rumble, only five feet away from the cliff!

He turned over to protect the woman, rolled to the back of the carriage, trying to use the teleportation that dragged his weight to the carriage, only three feet left!

The opposite side is green and green, with mountains and haze piled up in the middle of the sky. If you are buried here, it will be a pure land.

The sliding speed of the carriage slowed down, but it had already slid to the edge of the cliff.

Duan Qianmo, who was relentlessly pursued by Fengchi Electric Engine, suddenly jumped up, jumped on it, grabbed the shaft of the car with both hands, and fell down together with the fall of the carriage!

Wu Fu's eyes were cracked, and he took a big stride, almost tearing his crotch, barely holding Duan Qianmo's left leg, and the guards behind him followed one after another, one fell and the other fell, knotted like a straw rope.

Duan Qianmo's arm was already numb, and he was hanging upside down on the edge of the cliff. The only thing he could be thankful for was the place where the carriage slipped, and a young pine tree grew under the cliff, supporting the carriage.

"Axi..."

This was his only thought. Seeing the carriage rushing towards the cliff, the pain in his heart at that moment was as if his whole body was torn apart. There was only one thought left - don't go first, wait for me!

The carriage shook for a moment, Duan Qianmo fell down, a stone stirred up waves, and the whole human rope also slid down.

A pine tree can't keep the balance of the car, if it is not held by the rope, it will roll over and fall down.

In the carriage, Sima Ye hugged the princess tightly with one hand, and clutched the car window with the other. Warm liquid kept pouring out between the woman's legs, and she was already turning red.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

Her face had lost all color, her lips moved slightly, and she kept chanting these two words.

Duan Qianmo's heart twitched, and he called out the woman's nickname. The woman in Sima Ye's arms opened her eyes and seemed to regain consciousness. She looked up and saw half of Duan Qianmo's face through the gap on the side. Called out in surprise: "My lord!"

Duan Qianmo replied and closed her eyes. After a long time, she said in a difficult voice, "Let go of your hand and hold on to the car window, so that I can pull you up."

Sima Ye raised his head in disbelief, looking at half of Duan Qianmo's face, that eye was also looking at him, giving him a hint.

Not to mention that she is a woman whose amniotic fluid has broken and is about to give birth. Even if she is a healthy person, she will not be rescued if she grabs the car window by herself. Duan Qianmo has no hands to hold her.

Once the woman let go of him, it would be easy for him to climb out of the carriage and jump onto the cliff, but it would definitely cause the carriage to vibrate, and in this way, the people inside would undoubtedly die.

Duan Qianmo's choice was to save his life! ?

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The woman suddenly smiled, her smile was gentle and happy, but her eyes filled with tears, she asked softly, "Can the lord draw a picture for me?"

Duan Qianmo was slightly startled, a trace of pain flashed across his face, and he responded in a low voice.

"Just picture me wearing that goose yellow palace gauze dress. The prince once said that I look the best in that."

"Ah."

"My lord, I don't regret marrying you, even if it's..." She closed her eyes, her face covered with tears, "In the next life, my lord must meet me first, okay?"

Duan Qianmo's tears hit the carriage and dripped on her face through the window. The woman smiled contentedly, let go of Sima Ye's hand, and stroked her cheek: "My lord cried for me..."

She turned her head and looked up at Sima Ye. There was no resignation or grievance in her expression, she just wanted to see the most precious person in Duan Qianmo's heart.

Wu Fu cried bitterly, he finally couldn't help it, and said in a hoarse voice: "My lord, there is a little son in my womb!"

Duan Qianmo closed his eyes as if evading, how could he be willing, how could he not be heartbroken?

The woman smiled faintly at Sima Ye, and slowly let go of her hand...

"Axi, let go!" Duan Qianmo gritted his teeth and growled.

The woman in his arms slipped slowly, Sima Ye suddenly increased the strength in his hands, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up!"

The woman looked up at him in confusion. Amidst the exclamation, Sima Ye pushed his legs upwards, the carriage shook violently, and the shaft of the carriage was released from Duan Qianmo's hands. At the same time, Sima Ye jumped out of the carriage door like a fish. He slid out, hooked his foot on the tree trunk, and the carriage fell straight down, rubbing against his body. There was a loud noise underneath, and a wisp of smoke and dust shot straight up.

Duan Qianmo shouted in panic, "Axi—"

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing Sima Ye with a barb on one leg on the pine trunk, holding the princess in both hands, shaking in the air, the pine branches rustled and made a startling creaking sound.

"Quick, put it down!"

The people behind Duan Qianmo immediately crawled forward and squirmed forward, and they were only an inch away from grabbing Sima Ye's feet!

Suddenly shouted loudly: "Yingzhe!"

The figure swept past with the sound of the wind, Duan Qianmo looked up in surprise, Ying Zhe flew down in the air, warm blood splashed on Duan Qianmo's face, Ying Zhe's white figure brushed against his upside down body, and fell down.

Followed by Sai Mo, he slashed Zhong Yingzhe's left shoulder with a knife, and the bright red blood splashed all over his body. Seeing the body in white robe full of blossoming plums flying straight out of the cliff, he subconsciously called out took his name.

Yingzhe shot out suddenly and hit Sima Ye's leg, and the three of them fell straight down amidst exclamations.

Duan Qianmo let out a fierce roar, Sai Mo stopped his steps, his face was dull, and he didn't dare to look down.

The soldiers who were fighting fiercely just now stopped abruptly, and there was a dead silence on the top of the cliff.

Mountains and mist piled up one after another, and his vision was blurred. Duan Qianmo only felt that the world was gloomy, and his mind was buzzing. The grief was beyond his endurance, and he couldn't even shed tears.

His face was bloodshot, with blue veins on his forehead, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth.

Axi...Axi...you could have lived...

The air in Yashan seemed to be still for a long time...

Duan Qianmo's leg slipped slowly in Wufu's hand, the boots were still in his hand, but his feet were almost out of his hands.

"My lord!" he trembled, and shouted back, "Pull back, quick!"

Just as he was about to move, a loud baby cry came from the bottom of the cliff!

It is the purest voice in the world, blowing over the devastation, blowing over the various states of the world, blowing over the flames of war, blowing over the sorrow and sadness, blowing over tens of thousands of faces with different expressions...

Duan Qianmo's tightly locked brows loosened quietly, eyes filled with surprise, Sai Mo rushed to the edge of the cliff, broke off the cliff and looked down, all the soldiers in the field faded from their murderous aura, everyone held their breath.

There is a cliff below, covered by mountains and haze, there is only one person left on the cliff, but now three people are squeezed down.

The concubine leaned against the mountain wall with her legs spread wide, dripping with blood, and her sanity was already blurred. She had just exerted her last strength to give birth to a child, and she was exhausted.

Sima Ye wrapped the child in his robe and showed it to the woman, "It's a son."

The concubine tried to open her eyes, Ying Zhe snorted and said, "You are born with a short life, why bother, why not come to this world for a while." As far as he could see, there was a gap on the cliff , because of the sudden load, the cliff was overwhelmed, and the gravel on both sides of the gap had already fallen.

"Even if it's death..." She said in a low voice angrily, "...it can be regarded as taking a look at this world, it's not a loss."

As soon as he finished speaking, he snorted and began to twist his body. Sima Ye was startled, and the princess said intermittently: "Stomach hurts, like...like...there is another..."

Ying Zhe, who was hanging on the edge of the cliff, frowned and looked over, suddenly looked up to the sky and said with a long smile: "Twins, hahaha, Duan Qianmo, you gave up three lives in one thought, don't say that I have sinned deeply, and you don't Losing to me, giving up the lives of my wife and children for a man, hahaha..."

He smiled like this, and the gravel fell more violently. Sima Ye felt his feet start to shake, and he called to the top: "Put a rope down."

"What, are you planning to run for your life?" Ying Zhe squinted at him.

Even if there was such a long rope, only one could be found in a short time. Among the three, only Sima Ye, who was the least injured, had the strength to climb up.

Duan Qianmo's voice came from above: "The rope is down, are you all right?"

"You?" Ying Zhe replied in a high voice mockingly: "Have you heard the voice of your own son, have you been moved? It's a pity that it's too late, the cliff is about to collapse, and your woman, son and lover will all be buried at the bottom of the cliff. Hahaha... If you want to blame it, blame you for loving the wrong person, and only recognize this face that harms all sentient beings."

Sima Ye tied the baby to his chest, grabbed the rope, and looked down. The princess was in pain, gasping for air, trying to raise her head, her eyes were complicated.

She was grateful to Sima Ye who risked his life to save her, and was glad to keep the child born first. Unfortunately, the child in her stomach would be buried at the bottom of the cliff with her. How much she wished to die in the arms of the prince...

"Thank you!" She pulled out a grateful smile.

Yingzhe sneered and said, "What an idiot, he is going to take your son and your man away, thank him?"

Sima Ye didn't bother to pay attention to him, wrapped the rope around his waist, and climbed up nimbly.

"We'll just wait to die." Ying Zhe sat down slowly, covering the wound with bones on his shoulder. Even if the cliff didn't collapse and the blood flowed out, he would still be dead.

The princess clutched her stomach, the pain of falling was numb, she knew it was the child's life passing by, and when she opened her eyes, she could only see the mist around her head, but she couldn't find the concerned face on the edge of the cliff.

"Even if he is with the prince...so what..."

Yingzhe frowned at the woman's sudden words.

She turned her head with difficulty, opened her eyelids and looked at Yingzhe, "I'm lucky, but not my life. I don't hate the prince for not loving me. I'm afraid he won't get love and will be lonely for the rest of his life."

Yingzhe looked at the woman in astonishment, and heard her slowly say, "Why don't you insist if you don't come by force, I just hope that after a hundred years, I will be a good woman worth remembering in his heart."

worth remembering?

Ying Zhe couldn't help chewing these four words carefully.

Who is worth remembering?There is only one person in his life who doesn't talk about whether it is worth it or not, and directly imprints it on his heart. The imprint on Sai Mo's heart cannot be him.

And in Sai Mo's heart, he is probably already a person worth remembering and hating for a lifetime. He missed the time when Sai Mo's flower bloomed, and gradually turned himself into a paranoid and hateful person who couldn't get what he wanted.

What he did so much was to get Sai Mo, but now those who can't get him are even heartbroken, and what he gets in return is the hatred of Sai Mo for the rest of his life.

Sima Ye climbed to the top of the cliff and stretched out a hand. He raised his head to meet Duan Qianmo's concerned face. His black pupils were full of suppressed ecstasy, and even that hand was trembling.

Sima Ye handed him his hand, and it was immediately held tightly. He lifted him up with a force, crashed into an embrace, and was tightly held by a pair of trembling hands.

His chin rested on Duan Qianmo's shoulder, and he was strangled so hard to breathe. At this moment, he could deeply feel Duan Qianmo's helplessness and the joy of finding it again.

With a cat-like cry, Duan Qianmo shuddered, let go of Sima Ye, looked down at the slightly wriggling little bundle, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was a little at a loss.

"It's a son." Sima Ye untied the child and handed it to Duan Qianmo.

This person doesn't know how to hold a child, so he shrinks his hands and feet.

Sima Ye pulled his right hand, sent the child in, took his left hand to wrap around the bundle, hesitated, and said in a low voice: "The princess may... I will try my best to rescue her up." After saying that, he climbed down the cliff.

Duan Qianmo took two steps forward, hesitant to speak.

Only Sima Ye, who is practicing tantric yoga, has the chance to rescue the princess. The risk is certain, but what reason does he have to stop it?

Caught in a dilemma, but unable to do anything, this anxious sense of powerlessness almost tore life apart.

There was a sound above his head, and Yingzhe looked up, looking at Sima Ye in disbelief at Sima Ye who had gone and returned.

The concubine was already semi-conscious, occasionally twitching unconsciously, Sima Ye landed carefully, and knelt down between her open legs.

I don't know who is calling, the voice is steady but firm, he is saying: "For the child, you have to hold on, I will help you, open your eyes..."

She opened her eyes as she said, and Sima Ye knelt in front of her, holding her knees with both hands, "Can you?"

She gritted her teeth and nodded, "Yeah!"

Sima Ye seemed to be relieved, and stroked her stomach with his right hand, "Follow my hand!"

There was a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and her limbs were worn out. She gasped in pain, and heard Sima Ye yell, "Strength!"

When everyone on the top of the cliff heard this roar, their hearts rose to their throats, and they subconsciously clenched their fists, eager to help.

Duan Qianmo looked at the tight rope on the edge of the cliff, turned around and said, "Go chop the vines and rub the rope!"

As soon as the voice fell, before the guards of the royal palace moved, the soldiers had already divided their labor and cooperated in a very orderly manner.

The princess followed Sima Ye's push on the abdomen and pushed down. The severe pain was not something she could bear in her current state, and she screamed like her throat was torn, making all the men on the top of the cliff feel miserable and unimaginable. , even Yingzhe looked away, unable to bear to look directly at him.

The woman wanted to give up, and wanted to say that I would be happy with the knife. Facing Sima Ye's quiet but concerned eyes, she felt that asking for death seemed selfish.

A rope was hung down, Duan Qianmo leaned his legs against the cliff, and called softly to the woman with distracted eyes, and the woman immediately opened her eyes.

Sima Ye looked at Duan Qianmo, shook his head slightly, Duan Qianmo understood, the blood red eyes made him feel unbearably heartbroken.

The woman's intuition suddenly became sharp at this time, and she said: "Open the belly, save my child!"

Her voice was very weak, but it shocked several men beside her, including Ying Zhe, who looked at her in surprise.

Before Duan Qianmo could speak, Sima Ye suddenly yelled, and the cliff under his feet began to shake. Duan Qianmo fished for him, but it was empty. The other party had already bent down to pick up the princess immediately. Leaning back along the slope of the cliff.

Duan Qianmo was shocked, and was about to let go of the hand holding the rope, when Yingzhe suddenly jumped up, grabbed the rope around Sima Ye's waist with one hand, put his foot on the cliff, and dragged the princess with his knee.

"What are you waiting for, do it!" Yingzhe gritted her teeth and reminded, "Don't let her die with regret!"

Duan Qianmo raised his foot and pressed it against Yingzhe's knee, bearing part of the weight.

Sima Ye drew out the short blade, lifted the woman's dress, and with his eyes fixed, cut open the lower abdomen before Duan Qianmo couldn't bear to see her before she could close her eyes.

"what--"

This heart-piercing scream was the last sound she uttered in this world, and it tore the hearts of tens of thousands of men present. Even those who were blood-stained, violent and hard-hearted, could not help but be moved by it , This kind of tragic and tragic, the motivation to support her to endure is only because of love.

Everyone seemed to have auditory hallucinations in their ears, there were copper bells ringing, and it was like Sanskrit music.

When Sima Ye held out the bloody baby, Duan Qianmo and Yingzhe let out a big sigh of relief. At this moment, the cliff under their feet collapsed, and the four of them were hanging in mid-air, dizzy from the shock of the huge airflow coming up from the cliff. Sima Ye was holding the baby in his hands, and he didn't care about the princess's body. Duan Qianmo was separated by Sima Ye, and he could only stare at the woman's body with cracked eyes, but he didn't want Ying Zhe to hold Sima Ye's rope with one hand, After struggling to catch the corpse, half of his body was already stained red with blood, which was horrible.

Sima Ye's eyebrows twitched, the child was breathless!

The people above had already started pulling the rope, and the rope made a horrible creaking sound.

The small ball, whose face could not be seen clearly in the blood, was still warm, Duan Qianmo looked at Sima Ye who was holding the child in a daze, watched him wrap the child in the skirt of his clothes as if no one else was there, watched him use his chin Gently press against the child's head, carefully apply it to the lips...

"Snapped!"

With a slight sound, the rope broke when it was less than two feet away from the top of the cliff!

In a daze, Sima Ye had already lost the instinct of self-help. They had paid so much for this living child, but they could not save his life with everyone's hopes. With all the hopes in the twins, the death of this child is like Sima Qing dying in front of him again, how can he bear it?

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At this moment, Sima Ye suddenly experienced great grief, his mind was fluttering, and he had lost the instinct to avoid crises and save himself.

He only felt his whole body sinking, the broken rope fell on his face, and then he was hit on the back, he crashed into someone's arms, and was hugged tightly, at the same time, he heard a short but Another mournful call—Yingzhe!

Just this short moment.

Sima Ye looked back amidst the sound of his clothes being rolled up.

The white figure is surrounded by clouds, and the light of the mountain mist is projected on his cheeks, making his eyes blurred, and his face is as quiet as a flower in deep water amidst the changing light and shadow.