Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

"Bridge... bridge..."

Dian Chen looked at Gu Qiao, at his bloody forehead, and suddenly blood foam came out of his throat.

Nan Su just laughed crazily, his eyes filled with the joy of being burned, which was as blinding as the sun at noon in summer.

Qin Shize couldn't stand it anymore, his face was livid, he stepped forward to hold Gu Qiao, and finally said, "What do you want?"

Asking this way means accepting Nan Su's threat and willing to negotiate with him.

Nan Su stopped smiling suddenly, and then said: "First, you all retreat, and second, let Gu Qiao stay alone, if you want to return Dianchen's life, let him make a break with me."

Qin Shize's palms were sweating, and he said coldly, "I can't believe you."

"You can only trust me!"

The snowflake suddenly seemed to be bigger again.

The strong wind was like a knife, blowing across Dianchen's face, causing his temple hair to fly wildly. His eyes were always on Gu Qiao from the beginning to the end, as if he couldn't see enough in his whole life.

And Gu Qiao just looked at him, suddenly smiled, nodded with tears in his smile, "Okay, I'll stay."

No one knew better than the three of them what this "stay" meant.

The next moment, Dianchen suddenly exerted strength, clenched Nan Su's hand, and was about to stab his heart!

"elder brother--"

However, the next moment, Dianchen stopped his hands, just because of this heart-piercing cry.

I thought that life and death were nothing to fear these years, and there was nothing to be afraid of, but Gu Qiao's appearance brought the expectation of life, and also brought anxiety and distress.

He is not afraid of death in a foreign land, he is not afraid of guns and arrows, and he is not afraid of being held hostage by a knife. He is only afraid that he will cry, and that he will be alone in the future, with no one to coax him...

But, Qiaoqiao, I can't protect you now...

You go, listen...

"Brother, brother," Gu Qiao was afraid of angering Nan Su, walked over carefully on his knees, and begged in a low voice: "Brother, please, please, let me stay with you, okay..."

— No matter what, our family is together.

——If one day I take that position, I will take you back to Jinling.

Now, he has given up the throne, lying halfway there bloody.

Years of anticipation and persistence are like a short and pitiful dream. Gu Qiao crawled over little by little, and finally touched Dianchen's fingertips. It was so cold, colder than any time before...

"Nan Su, seeing you in such pain, I am suddenly satisfied."

Suddenly, Nan Su raised his head stubbornly, with sorrow in his eyes like blood, and said with a smile: "Then, goodbye, in this life you will live with guilt and pain, in this life, in the next life, I don't want to meet your Nan family again .”

He called him... what?

Gu Qiao was slightly taken aback, and the next moment, Nan Su suddenly hugged Dianchen and rolled towards the river.

It was too fast, and it couldn't make people react at all. Gu Qiao had just given birth and was so weak that he didn't catch Dianchen for a moment!

He screamed, and crawled wildly on all fours, but at this moment, the light in front of his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he only heard the sound of heaven and earth cracking in the distance, and then there were shouts one after another behind him: "Avalanche! !!!”

"Save the new emperor first!"

"Run!"

"No, let's disperse!"

Gu Qiao raised his face slowly, held his breath and opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he saw—is this a hallucination?

Everything seemed to be slowed down in front of his eyes, and he actually saw that the boundless avalanche roared from the top of the opposite mountain, buried Dian Song and others on the other side in just a moment, and then continued to advance, bringing with it the green pines on the top of the mountain and countless others just now. The armor involved rolled into the river together!

"boom--"

Water splashed everywhere, the sky was full of ice chips, and the water line rose suddenly, submerging Dian Chen and Nan Su's bodies in an instant.

elder brother……

Gu Qiao opened his eyes wide in horror, knelt down on the ground, big tears rolling down silently, like a doll in panic, watching everything in front of him helplessly.

His and Dianchen's gazes were intertwined, slowly moving and sinking, the cold wind swept across the avalanche body on the ground like a howling beast, and raised a large pale snow mist between them, like blossoming dead spirits. white banner.

The cold water covered Dianchen's figure in an instant, and he could no longer see those gentle and slender eyes, and he could no longer see that thin and pale lips, and even the black hair disappeared in a flash. In this world of ice and snow.

No, no, no! ! !

Gu Qiao opened his mouth wide, wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound, the cold wind poured into his throat, but he didn't have time to cough, he just struggled to stand up, and staggered towards the avalanche body!

They were thousands of miles apart before, but he knew that he was by his side, but now they were only a few feet away, but he suddenly felt that they were so far apart...

I was in a trance for a while, but I remembered yesterday's trip, when the cherry blossoms fell all over my head.

The man gently picked off the fallen flowers on his head, hugged him, and said with a smile: "There is always a wind or two in the world, filling my thousand and eight thousand dreams."

It was so cold, as cold as sharp icicles.

In front of his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly except a piece of white. Gu Qiao ran hard, his eyes wide open, and he searched around. The falling snow was rushing, the river was roaring, and struggling figures kept floating before his eyes, and the smell of blood echoed in the snow waves. between……

He was crying wildly, and he even inhaled fresh snowflakes into his lungs.

elder brother……

Come out, come out...

"Boom--"

And at the moment the avalanche body was pressing down on him, a pair of icy hands suddenly grabbed his wrists, so powerful, colder than water, they resolutely stopped him from moving forward.

The handsome face suddenly came into view, with dark eyes, pale lips, and a high nose. He looked at him with burning eyes, held his hand, and hugged him forcefully. Blood flowed from the man's wound. It kept overflowing, like a warm stove, enveloping him in it.

There was no way they could escape, so they simply didn't want to escape anymore.

The man pressed close to his ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Qiaoqiao...you have given birth..."

Gu Qiao's tears fell wildly, and he nodded desperately: "Yeah, but, he's still a son."

At this moment, Dianchen suddenly stretched out his arms to hug him tightly, and left a gentle and cold kiss on the corner of his mouth.

Before Gu Qiao could react, he saw a huge falling rock rolling towards the two of them, mixed in the quicksand-like snow foam, and it arrived in an instant!

"boom!"

The boulder slammed heavily on Dianchen's side, which was pierced by the dagger, and instantly collapsed a large piece of flesh and blood.

"It doesn't matter, as long as it was born by you, I like it."

The man didn't seem to feel it, so he just asked softly: "Qiaoqiao, did you hurt when you were born..."

Gu Qiao burst into tears instantly, shook his head, cried loudly, and grabbed his clothes tightly.

The overwhelming snow waves are pressing down, and the light is getting darker and darker. Gu Qiao can only see his gentle eyes, looking at him tenderly and firmly, as if he is still saying over and over again: Qiaoqiao...don't be afraid...don't be afraid... …

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

The air was blocked, and it was already difficult to breathe. Gu Qiao wept silently, clasped his arms tightly with his fingers, and passed all the words that could not be uttered through the struggling fingertips.

Brother, I am not afraid.

That's good.

Brother, are you okay?

Nothing.

Gu Qiao touched his slumped lower back, breathed his faint breath, and tears welled up in his eyes in an instant: Are you a fool?As the new Emperor of Yan, how could he put himself in danger at such a time?

So what about the new emperor, the whole world is mere, and if you win, it will be given to you, but if you lose, where can I find another lady?Even if it's only a ten-thousandth, I can't...

Gu Qiao actually knew it in his heart, but he still looked at him and asked silently: What can't be done?

Dianchen hugged him tightly, smiled slightly, touched his forehead lightly with his chin, and said hoarsely: "I can't lose you again."

"Boom—"

Even if they buried their love under the ice and snow, they hugged each other tightly, no matter how strong the impact was from their bodies, they would hold on tightly to each other, as if, in this life, there was no longer any strength to be able to separated them...

On the bell tower, the fireworks fell in colorful colors.

He sat noblely on the roof line, looked at him quietly, with long-distance eyes, and sang softly:

I live and belong to you.

It's your ghost who died.

100 years, a lifetime.

I'm still your father...

This unreturnable fate, like fate's hand, gently grasped the two gradually disappearing figures.

The wind on the snow field was blowing quietly, pale birds flew in the sky, the sun was about to set, the wind and snow had stopped, and the sun was as red as blood, casting a red light on the snow layer.

But, cold, so cold.

Gu Qiao slowly opened his eyes, only to see a gentle and beautiful face above his head.

He had never seen this woman before, and he struggled slightly, only to hear an extremely gentle voice: "My lord, you are awake."

The woman is dressed in white snow, her black hair is scattered behind her back, like an excellent ink satin, her face is as beautiful as a white lotus without makeup, her eyes are as gentle as the springs on the top of snow-capped mountains, even the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes are very beautiful. Gentle and peaceful.

An unspeakable sadness suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart, and Gu Qiao felt tears fall down in an instant.

"Don't cry," the woman gently wiped the blood clot from the corner of his eye, and asked softly, "Su'er, do you trust your father?"

"Hmm." Tong Yin choked up.

"Then you have to believe it," the woman hugged him, her eyes calmly glancing over the desolate forest one by one, and said softly, "He will definitely find you."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a cave suddenly appeared in front of her. The woman walked over step by step with a young child in her arms. Her movements were so light, but her steps on the ground seemed so heavy.

Gu Qiao seemed to realize something, suddenly started to struggle, and said anxiously: "Don't, don't go..."

"It's going to snow again soon, we need to find a shelter from the wind."

The wind and snow all over the sky suddenly became louder, the woman's voice became choked, and the bitter tears flowed down her cheeks. She stretched out her hand and gently touched Gu Qiao's small face with a sad expression, then raised her head and looked at it gently. Glancing at the sky, he said slowly, "If you can live, my Chen'er will be able to live..."

promise me.

Be nice to him, okay...

okay...

Suddenly, she seemed to see the clear sky above the layers of dark clouds, and the distant Jiangnan water town. The man with bright eyes was riding a horse, running towards her from a distance. His voice pierced through the sun and echoed in the misty rain Writing: "Manwen..."

"Manwen, I want to give you all the best things in the world. Tell me, what do you like the most?" The man sat on the horse and laughed loudly.

She lightly touched her belly and said with a smile, "I already have my favorite thing."

Heavy snow fell, the north wind howled, the goshawks shrieked, and thousands of stars were watching the back of the woman who walked into the cave step by step.The long wind rolled up her dress, and she was about to fly away, like a white bird wandering in the strong wind.

……

Concubine Jing.

In an instant, it was like a bolt of lightning struck the nerve.

Nan Su suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that the sky was as blue as washing, and the setting sun was like blood. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

The pain all over his body hit suddenly, he struggled subconsciously, but couldn't move, only then found that his lower body was buried in the snowdrift, and in his right hand, it seemed that he was tightly holding a stiff hand. .

"!"

Nan Su reacted, and suddenly started to struggle like crazy. Fortunately, the snow here has not been frozen yet, and his body suddenly miraculously gained strength. After struggling to pull out his lower body, he knelt on the ground and died with one hand. Holding that hand tightly, the other hand began to dig desperately!

All of a sudden, all the pictures came in a frenzy.

The rushing snow wave is coming...

man holding him...

He lifts him up desperately so he can breathe...

The body was completely stiff, and the strength on the waist and abdomen continued to hit, Nan Su slowly turned his head to look, and saw Dianchen deep in the center of the snowstorm, his eyes were flooded by snow, his warm lips were as pale as paper, and the surrounding area was icy cold. The darkness engulfed him.

Dianchen, hold on.

There was a heart-piercing pain in his heart, Nan Su couldn't see everything around him, and there was only one thought in his mind, screaming over and over again: Dianchen, Dianchen, Dianchen, hold on, please...

Dian Chen!

His fingernails were bleeding.

Dian Chen! ! !

The man's name was also bitten out of blood by him!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--

And when the man's face appeared in front of his eyes, Nan Su felt that he was dead, and the setting sun shone on his face, making him in a trance for a moment.

He stretched his fingers gently, and saw that Dianchen's sword eyebrows were stained with blood, dark red, but it didn't look so hideous, his slender eyes were closed tightly, as if he was asleep, and his nose was straight, His lips were tightly pursed, as if he wanted to say something but he didn't say it in the end.

Nan Su looked at her husband, caressing her husband with nothing, as if he didn't dare to touch him, he didn't cry, but tilted his head, smiled softly, and said softly, "Brother, open your eyes and look at me!" .”

I am your Su'er...

It's your cub...

I got my name back, but why don't you open your eyes and look at me...

The splashed snow fell on Nan Su's eyebrows, eyes and temples, but it didn't melt. His face was a little pale, but his voice was still so gentle. His eyes were like water, staring at Dianchen, as if a man would smile at any time , raising his hand to gently wipe away his tears.

The dream is like a snowflake, flying in the air, he wants to catch him...

But he has melted.

After a long while, a heart-piercing cry suddenly burst out on the wasteland.

"Ahhhh-"

Nan Su hugged Dianchen's fragmented body, crying like a lost child until he could barely see everything in front of him.

The wind blows, and the clouds are blown away.

He cried until his heart broke, desperately picked up Dian Chen, and walked step by step towards the place where the sun set, longing for a trace of warmth to warm the man's body——

Sixth brother, I will definitely come to see you next year.

Be there or be square.

——Well, see you soon.

The setting sun slanted on them, vaguely, it seemed to be the parting of the youth many years ago.

Nan Su stepped across the snow layer up to his thighs, the man's hand fell from his shoulder, skinny, and the broken part swayed limply, like grass waves swept by the wind in the autumn wind !

"Dian Chen!"

Nan Su's eyes were blinded by the setting sun, he just shouted: "Get up! Get up!"

"I gave birth to the second treasure for you. The second treasure hasn't seen you yet. Don't sleep. If you sleep again, you won't be able to see him!"

"Also, Xing'er is waiting for you. He is waiting for you with a windmill. The windmill is whistling, right on the coastline! Listen, Dianchen, listen—"

"Listen—"

Dianchen, can you hear my heart?

On that day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist in the temple, and suddenly heard the mantra in your chanting.

That night, I shook all the prayer wheels, not for salvation, but just to ask for the best lottery for you.

In that year, I kowtowed and prostrated myself at the feet of the world, not to live, but to meet you again.

There are so many people, I can live only if you exist——

"Dian Chen!"

Exhausted, Nan Su knelt on the ground with a plop, hugged the cold body, put his head close to his beating heart, and shouted to the sky: "Listen—"