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When the voice fell to the ground, Fu Xiruo did not rush forward.Seeing how patient he was, the princess knew that the mirror garden had indeed been broken.She brought five or six hundred guards, and all of them fell into Fu Xiru's palm.

Her situation is over, her only hope is that the palace will go well.

But it's actually useless.

It's not that Wei Chenrui didn't think about failure or death, what surprised her was that it came so quickly, and it was brought by Fu Xiru.

Since she was silent, Fu Xiru spoke first: "Princess..."

She was interrupted by her: "It's all over now, so don't call me a princess anymore. I'm not a princess, I have a name, and my name should be remembered."

Fu Xiru paused, remembering her resentment towards the late emperor and his plans back then, so she didn't object, she nodded very politely, as she wished, omitted the honorific title, and said calmly: "I'll see you on your way. "

He was wearing a black robe with heavy dark lines, only the hem of the robe was white, with bright red blood splashed on it, some belonged to silk herons, some belonged to guards, Wei Chenrui couldn't help but go Look, seeing the sword in his hand again, the sneer turned into slight surprise: "The Longyuan sword is in your hand?!"

She could actually accept that Fu Xiru betrayed herself on the night of the decisive battle, because everyone wanted to win, and everyone wanted the final victory. Although the urgency was surprising, it was reasonable after all, so this discovery made her lose her grace: " Are you out of your mind? You did all this to act in a scene with him? You lied to me?!"

What she is most proud of in her life is not her noble birth, her modesty and beauty, but her own intelligence and insight into people's hearts. If she sees people as wrong, and the mistakes are so critical, she cannot accept it.

Fu Xiru also knew that she was smart, so he was ready to let her die, so he was wary of her counterattack, and quietly pulled out the dagger stuck in his waist from his fur coat, his expression was normal, and he even smiled slightly: "I really lied to you, but But not for him."

Wei Chenrui couldn't help showing some doubts.

Thinking that Fu Xiru had very few opportunities to confess, so he said it very lightly: "I am only for myself. I have no ambitions, but I have a plan in my chest. I just want to know what I did wrong to have to leave. To this day, it will be resumed in this way."

"What you don't know is that I am obsessed with this, not for a day or two. At first I hated him, but I still don't understand whether it is my fault or his fault, I am too young, or his fault. Too young to end up like that...I have to know."

Wei Chenrui just felt incredible about this: "You are just for this kind of thing... don't you care about other things?"

Fu Xiru remained unmoved: "I don't lack those anymore. What I've been looking for all my life, in fact, only him can't be satisfied... But in the end, I have to do it myself. Even he can't help me, give me."

Time was running out, and he had to give up part of his demeanor, raised his sword and moved forward: "What else do you want to say? If it's a child, don't ask me, you know what his fate will be."

Wei Chenrui understood what he meant, and a burst of pain that almost killed her made her unable to utter a complete sentence: "I...I know...this is my choice, and I will not regret it. I am a woman, I They are cattle and sheep, I am pigs and dogs, I am slaves, and I am property!"

Two tears rolled out of her eyes, with a cold light as fierce as a sword: "I am not a wife, I am not a mother, and I am not a daughter! I am nothing! I have done it, and I confess it! In the future, forever, with me Notoriety, but I know who I am, I know, I am a human being after all!"

Fu Xiru understood, she was seeking benevolence.

"In the future history books, there will definitely be your name and mine."

As he approached Wei Chenrui, there was a flash of blood.

The shouts of killing in the palace were loud, the palace gate had already been opened, Fu Xiru passed by the palace gate, but did not go in, went around in a circle, and went back.

He still remembered the place where he and Wei Liao found the wild spring, and later a courtyard was built next to the spring, which was the heart of the late emperor's beloved son.Before Wei Liao came to the throne, he always had to stay for a day or two.After he ascended the throne, this place was upgraded to another level, and it was built into a separate palace, which was used as a resting place for hunting, and Yingjia was indispensable.

If he was destined to hear the news of Fu Xiru's death today, he would rather choose this place.

There were not many people in front of the other palace. Seeing Fu Xiru looking at each other, he said "The princess has been executed", and then there was a commotion. These six words were like a thunder, echoing and spreading inside, everyone was surprised indefinite.

A gap opened in the crowd to let him in.Although Fu Xiru still has a sharp blade, it is Longyuan Sword after all. Who doesn't know its name, who doesn't know its real owner?

Fu Xiru's footsteps were clearly audible, and he was vaguely in a trance, as if he was going back many years ago, and he wanted to open a door that he didn't know whether the answer was rejection or promise, and it seemed that he had been planning for many years. The outcome only depends on this move, but he suddenly became afraid.

He was determined and steady throughout his life, and in fact he rarely hesitated. However, what he was doing now, the decision he made a long time ago had to be decided today, so he inevitably felt uneasy.

This has nothing to do with love anymore, just like Wei Chenrui, it is the choice he made and the result he gave himself.

He left the rest to Wei Liao.

He had tried, and died without regret.

He pushed open the door, and Wei Liao was sitting in the middle, wrapped in a fox armpit fur, but he didn't look like he was still sick.Fu Xiru originally guessed it was fake, but now she is really relieved.

He was also holding the Longyuan Sword, the blood on the tip of the sword was thick, rolling down drop by drop, wetting the luxurious and heavy brocade carpet.

The two looked at each other, neither willing to make the first move, but to ask the last sentence first.

Wei Liao first looked at his expression, then at his sword, and recognized that it was Long Yuan. He seemed to be relieved, but also seemed to recognize a certain reality. He lowered his eyes for a moment, raised his head and faced him with the face of an emperor. he

Do I still have what you want?

As soon as Fu Xiru raised his hand, Wei Liao's hand holding the soft couch trembled imperceptibly, but he took two steps forward, approaching Wei Liao, looked down at him, his expression remained unchanged, and raised his hand to hold the dragon's hand. Yuan Jian threw it on the ground with a clang.

He said: "The princess has already been executed."

The two were already close at hand, Fu Xiru knelt down and put his hands on Wei Liao's knees, his eyes were so sincere, so soft, so familiar, Wei Liao almost fainted immediately, and felt dizzy when he heard him. Low and firm, he declared again: "The princess has already been executed."

Wei Liao understood what he meant, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

He answered so quickly, as if he had honed his words and sentences thousands of times, as if he wanted to ask this question a long time ago, but only now he got what he wanted, it was already very slow.

"I want Your Majesty to enshrine me as a king with a different surname, to announce to the world, to share power with me, to share half of the royal throne, half of the world, and half of the imperial power. From now on, half of everything owned by Your Majesty will belong to me. From now on, you will have half of it." to me."

Wei Liao's heart shrank violently, almost making him unable to breathe.This kind of request appeared in another way many years ago, but Wei Liao didn't agree to it. Now that it came again, he could only think carefully, and he couldn't even push him off.

Fu Xiru gave up his weapon, but he still held Wei Liao's life in his hands. It was so quiet outside that the palace was bound to be noisy. In order to ask him this sentence again, Fu Xiru had really been reborn, and there were thousands of differences.

He no longer regards him as the emperor who wants to maintain his dignity and swears allegiance to the death, and even wants to turn himself into his thing.

But Wei Liao actually felt happy, softness and the aftermath rose from his limbs too early, and invaded his heart all the way, forcing him to be happy too.

At this moment, the life and death of both of them is uncertain.

Fu Xiru knelt in front of him and looked up at him. Seeing that he didn't answer, he was so stubborn that he continued to whisper: "If Your Majesty is unwilling to write, I will write."

This is different from the previous time, when Fu Xiru used the battle to force the palace to seek the position of queen, Wei Liao simply didn't know who won it.He wanted to laugh, to sneer, but he couldn't move, he just felt the weight on his knee was heavier than a thousand catties.

How he was tossing and turning a few months ago, thinking about how to convince him, now it is in front of him, he is still in a dilemma, unwilling in every possible way.

No wonder Fu Xiru wanted to rebel to force him to agree.

He will never agree until he is completely overwhelmed and the sword is pressed against his throat.

Wei Liao glanced at the gate of the palace, then at Fu Xiru, his voice became hoarse, he was reluctant and willing, and finally his bones seemed to be taken away: "I... write."

He finally agreed.

Fu Xiru still didn't move, and didn't let him go immediately. Instead, he supported his knees, pulled his fox fur, and made him lean down in disbelief. The two breathed and heard each other.

"it is good."

Wei Liao loosened his hand, and stuffed an unsheathed dagger under the brocade mattress under the fox fur.

He looked out of the palace gate.

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This is the end, I don't know how you guys feel, but for me, at least I wrote what I thought when I conceived it.There are three extras, two of which are about [-] characters, and they are placed below this article. The first one is about life after marriage, and the second one is a modern brain hole. Liao chased Fu Xiru.If it is updated, it may be completed by next week at the latest. (I really want to update it daily, but [-] words is really long).The third one is quite special, it is an outline article with the background of the entertainment industry, and the main body is jokes.I usually have a lot of thoughts about the same pair of protagonists, and I feel uncomfortable if I don’t write.Because it is an outline article, another pit will be opened. You can click my name on the homepage of this article to see all my articles.In addition, I sincerely recommend everyone to collect the author.The new pit will wait until the extra episode is finished.Just, please throw a lot of comments at me!The postscript is also written after the extra episode.