Chapter 30 Chapter Twenty-Nine

Suddenly, the door of the lobby was pushed open, and Yang Yizhi stumbled in. Zhuo Wangsun's face was instantly cold. He could even feel a trace of murderous aura rising from the palm of his hand, hovering and dancing in the air, making a sharp whistling sound, reminding him that everything in front of him was caused by this man. On Sanlian City, in Liuhua Temple, it was he who stained the spotless lotus with the annoying moonlight. His arrival, according to his design, came just right.Because this wedding was originally a good show carefully arranged by him, and it would only be meaningful if he and she acted in person.

Yang Yizhi stood in front of him and said word by word: "You...you can't do this!" Zhuo Wangsun looked at him indifferently. Yang Yizhi's complexion was abnormally pale, this was the whiteness of anger, and the whiteness of exasperation. Zhuo Wangsun suddenly felt a little funny, because he had never seen Yang Yizhi lose his composure like this.Even when fighting an unparalleled opponent, Yang Yizhi is still calm and composed, but now, he has lost his dignity as a top swordsman. Since it is lost, it is damned. Zhuo Wangsun said coldly: "What can't I do?"

Yang Yizhi waved his finger at Xiangsi: "You...you can't treat her like this!" He said angrily: "Since you are marrying a princess, why did you cheat on her? Why did you let her suffer humiliation and suffering, while you enjoy this festive night with peace of mind?" His anger was like the wind on a summer night, rushing towards Zhuo Wangsun.But Zhuo Wangsun's face was still so pale: "What did I deceive her? From the very beginning, everyone in the world knows that I married a princess." Yang Yizhi shouted: "She doesn't know!" "It's just that she is too self-righteous." Zhuo Wangsun smiled softly and cruelly, "She is just my subordinate, but what right does she have to have such extravagant hopes?"

As the lights flickered, Xiangsi's body seemed to tremble slightly. Yang Yizhi couldn't bear it anymore, leaned over and pulled Acacia up, pushed it in front of Zhuo Wangsun, and said word by word: "Can't you feel her heartbreak?" The corner of Zhuo Wangsun's mouth raised a sarcasm: "Really?" His eyes were cold, sweeping over Xiangsi's chest, and then wrote lightly, "Then next time, find someone who doesn't care to be my subordinate. " "Shut up!" Yang Yizhi was furious, "I want you to marry her!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!

Is the ceremony of marrying a princess a joke?The hall is full of guests, Feng Guanluan is driving, he actually wants to order the groom to come out and leave it to another woman? Zhuo Wangsun still sneered, turned to look at Yang Jisheng, and said slightly: "Master Yang, is this also part of the celebration?" Yang Jisheng became angry, he would never allow the princess's wedding to be disturbed by his son!He said angrily: "Yizhi, are you crazy!" His old voice was like a whip, slamming on Yang Yizhi's body. Yang Yizhi's eyes couldn't help but heat up.

How many years, this is the first time my father called my name.This proves that he still regards himself as his son.This public "Yizhi" is a forgiveness, a gift, and a blackmail. For so many years, isn't he waiting for this day, waiting for his father to call him by his name again! He held Acacia's hand, which also trembled a little.Princess wedding, is it a child's play!He could vaguely see the expectation, anger and even pleading in his father's eyes. If I don't let go, my father's little understanding will be lost again, and there will be no more. In an instant, he became sober.

Xiangsi also seemed to wake up, looking at him, Zhuo Wangsun, and everyone in panic, and after an unknown amount of time, a bleak smile finally appeared on her pale face: "Forget it...forget it, I didn't What are you asking for!" The water-red wedding dress was broken in tears, and the tears were broken on the wedding hall. It shouldn't have been like this... Yang Yizhi was stunned by her tears, and couldn't help but take a step back. No matter how strong the opponent was, how strong the sword energy was, he never retreated.But this afternoon, he retreated again and again because of the tears of the woman in front of him!

She stood sadly in the center of the wedding hall, and the ninety-nine water-red lotuses on the wedding dress withered in the joy of the hall. Just now, she had bloomed so happily, but because no one was guarding her, she withered instantly. Yang Yizhi was a little confused.Didn't she once talk about giving herself up and fulfilling her wish?Why did you retreat again? Did he have the heart to let go of the last finger of her tie and let her fall in the wind? No.It's not that he is letting go, but that she is breaking free from him. She wants to let him go, let him have family affection and happiness.

Yang Yizhi was alarmed, and suddenly stood still, hissing: "No!" This piece of shouting penetrated Xitang and made the whole night tremble. He jerked his head up, as if he was explaining for himself, or just to himself: "I thought that life would have many meanings, so I did not hesitate to confine my heart to fulfill these meanings, but now, I have Suddenly, the meaning of life is to protect the one you love and keep her from crying." He stared deeply at Acacia, and slowly said: "I love you, so, I must not see you cry." His expression was full of firmness, and his firmness was a little tired.It was something he would never say, but now that he said it, he felt only relief, not shame or regret.He was originally a modest gentleman, always hiding his true feelings in front of everyone, but now, he cut himself apart forcefully, exposing all his private feelings to the public, allowing them to trample on them wantonly with rumors.

There was an instant silence in the hall, his words were like thunder, hitting everyone, and like a strong wind, blowing away their composure, leaving only horror. This is a shocking sentence, but Yang Yizhi only said it lightly. He knows that after he speaks, he will have nothing.He will lose the name of a gentleman, lose the affection of his old father, lose the friendship of Zhuo Wangsun, and perhaps, also lose the respect of the righteous way of martial arts.But he doesn't care! The tears that stained the wedding dress made him no longer care about those scruples, he wanted to say it once.This time, he will only be true to his own heart.

This heart, no longer hesitates for the world, for the family and the country, but only for protecting the loved ones. For this reason, he no longer retreated, but bravely held his head up, facing all the shock and contempt. Zhuo Wangsun's eyes quickly turned cold, staring at Yang Yizhi like a cold light: "Do you love her?" Yang Yizhi nodded heavily. Yang Jisheng's expectation finally turned into a roar: "Bastard! Do you still have any shame! Get out of here!" Yang Yizhi was speechless, only staring at Zhuo Wangsun. His whole life was just to regain his father's approval - but now, he is blatantly ignoring it. Zhuo Wangsun's cold murderous aura was about to come out, like thunderclouds from the nine heavens enveloped him.It's an unrivaled force—but now, he won't back down. Heroes all over the world are watching, he is their leader, he should be their role model, their reliance, but maybe tomorrow, he will be unanimously reviled by the world - but now, he will not waver. It wasn't her love he was asking for.He only wants Zhuo Wangsun to treat Acacia well and cherish her heart.Then, even if he is smashed to pieces, he is still willing. Zhuo Wangsun's wandering murderous aura finally took shape slowly, and he said word by word: "Are you finally willing to speak out?" At this moment, he suddenly had an illusion that he was really offended only at this moment.Yang Yizhi's words made him feel unprecedented pain.It hurt so much that he almost wanted to destroy the man in white. Where did this pain come from?He didn't even know! Zhuo Wangsun suddenly raised his murderous intent, and dismissed these messy thoughts.In just this moment, his whole body was enveloped by the killing intent that surpassed all other things. It was this killing intent that made him aloof, perfect, and unbearable! There was a soft bang in the silent wedding hall, and it was Zhuo Wangsun who slowly drew his sword. Zhuo Wangsun was truly murderous, the man in front of him touched his Ni Lin again and again, and more importantly, he dared to say something he would never say in front of everyone. His murderous aura swirled around the sky, he swung it brazenly, and said sharply, "Draw your sword!" Yang Yizhi smiled sadly: "The sword is here!" The moon-white light overflowed from his body little by little, forming crescent-shaped strings in the palm of his hand.The two strongest forces in the world are about to collide with each other. This time, none of them intend to spare any more effort! "Stop!" Xiangsi's voice resounded through the lobby like a piercing voice. Her pale slender hands tightly grasped the wedding dress.Suddenly he stood up and rushed towards the place where the sword intent of the two of them was at its peak. The two strongest sword qis suddenly stopped.For a moment, all the lights dimmed, and only she was left standing between the two of them, staring at them blankly. There was silence all around, even the sound of breathing was so clear. Suddenly, the tears in her eyes fell silently, and she said softly: "I hate you, you." Turn around and run outside the palace gate. The report of the sword soaring to the sky suddenly collapsed because of these four words.The light of the dragon and the light of the moon all looked so pale before this whisper. Xiangsi turned around and ran out of tears, floating on the wedding hall.Yang Yi's heart trembled, he didn't care about confronting Zhuo Wangsun, turned around and chased him out. Zhuo Wangsun's sword was behind him, and with just a light blow, he could kill the most powerful and most hated opponent. However, his murderous aura was so heavy for an instant that he could no longer muster it up. Is it because of the tear on the sword? He gently wiped the blade clean and put it back into the sheath. He turned around, still holding the princess's hand, and re-climbed to the highest place of the wedding hall.He waved to the stunned guests, indicating that the wedding ceremony would continue. The four were speechless. Only the sound of drums and music still resounded, trying to cover up the panic in the hall.The melody of the silent night echoed silently in the wedding hall, but it still couldn't exhaust the sadness left by the red flower. Candles are shining brightly. It was already late at night, and the guests didn't dare to disturb the couple's bridal chamber wedding night, and gradually dispersed.In the new house in the depths of Xusheng Baiyue Palace, only Zhuo Wangsun and the princess were left. After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Zhuo Wangsun gently let go of the princess's hand. The blood that had been controlled for a long time suddenly rushed away, and the princess felt a pang of pain all over her body, she could hardly stand, and fell to the edge of the bed. The jade hook beside the bed fell down, and the red gauze curtain hung down to cover her face, making her look a little dazed. There is joy in the new house. Opposite the wedding bed, there is a dressing table carved from red sandalwood, engraved with nine phoenixes and nine phoenixes, flying among the clouds, surrounded by a crystal mirror, which illuminates the room full of fringed wedding curtains and brocade embroidered couches. The princess sat up slowly, she didn't push away the veil on her face, but her gaze, like an awl, penetrated the curtain and stared at Zhuo Wangsun's face. "You should always remember my agreement with you. If you really kill Yang Yizhi, I will die in front of you immediately!" Zhuo Wangsun looked at her and said calmly: "I will keep my promise, but you also have to remember that from today onwards, your life belongs to me only, and you are not allowed to leave Xusheng Baiyue Palace for half a step." The princess was shocked all over, and sat down slowly, with a lost look on her face. This is also her promise. In order to save Yang Yizhi, she has dedicated her life to this tyrant, becoming his wife who is being married by the media.From now on, I will marry such a cold and ruthless man, and that man who is as clear as the moon will become a stranger. How to spend the long years after that?Could this luxurious and desolate new house be her prison for the rest of her life? Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling sad, and lay down in the brocade quilt, sobbing mournfully.I couldn't stop crying anymore, my whole body trembled from crying, and my voice was hoarse. Zhuo Wangsun looked at her and remained silent for a long time. At that moment, the princess's face became somewhat blurred behind the gauze curtain.The weeping figure made him feel a little familiar. He suddenly thought, if he hadn't discovered the scene in Liuhua Temple that day, if she had married him as she wished, would she have fallen down in the brocade quilt and wept bitterly at a certain moment when no one was around? Just because what she thought in her heart was actually that man in white clothes like snow. At that time, could he still imprison her like this? Fortunately, this scene will never happen.She had left with a broken heart and hatred for him. Maybe never come back. Finally, there was a trace of fatigue on his face, and he slowly sat down beside the princess.It seemed that amidst the loud cries, he could calm down and think about what happened today. Without looking up, the princess hissed, "Stay away from me, you crazy bastard!" Zhuo Wangsun was not angry, just stared at the front, and said softly: "Do you think I'm crazy?" The princess wept aloud, but did not answer. Does this question still need to be answered? Zhuo Wangsun stared at the flickering candles, and said calmly: "I originally prepared two wedding ceremonies, one for her and one for you. It was just a political marriage between you and me, but she is my sincere marriage. A woman who promised marriage." His voice was extremely soft, as if he was talking to her, but also seemed to be talking to himself. "As early as half a month ago, I carefully prepared a wedding dress for her, according to the look she likes. It is unique and priceless. But just seven days ago, I was sure that she had another person in her heart." He glanced at the princess out of the corner of his eye, with a self-deprecating smile: "Sometimes I don't understand what you want. If you can lock a heart with a wedding dress, it would be so simple." I can give her everything, The protection of the king, the glory above ten thousand people, the most beautiful wedding dress in the world, the grandest wedding ceremony, but if her heart is hesitant, I will not trade these things and keep her by my side. "I didn't expose everything she had done. Because she is mine, I can abandon her and leave her, but I can't let her be humiliated." I didn't ask her who she loved more.Because it doesn't matter who is heavy and who is light.I can't share a woman's love with anyone.So, I arranged this scene to make her give up completely and let her leave me. "She won't turn back until she's hurt deeply enough." When he said this, there was a trace of pain in his eyes staring at the void, but then he became proud and indifferent, "I let go, not because I Losing to him, but everything in the world is under my control, so how can I be entangled in a woman's belonging? Who does she fall in love with, what does it have to do with me, how can I care?" "Lie!" A voice interrupted him. Zhuo Wangsun frowned slightly, but saw that the princess had raised her head from crying and looked at him contemptuously. He said lightly: "What did you say?" "I said, you are lying." The princess looked at him fearlessly, "Since you don't care, when she wept at the wedding hall, whose hand was shaking?" Zhuo Wangsun was startled.He didn't remember whether his hands trembled, to be precise, he didn't have this memory. This is really a very strange, very strange thing.He never met. The princess sneered: "When Yang Yizhi said he loved her, whose hand was instantly cold? Even layers of auspicious clothes can't cover it up!" really?Zhuo Wangsun felt a strange feeling in his heart.He couldn't help interrupting her gently: "Enough." The princess continued with a sneer: "When he said those words, you were not only angry, but you must also be jealous of him? Don't you want to say those words? How dare you say them in front of everyone?" Come out, and you, you are conceited to control everything, but you don't even have the courage to face your heart!" "Do you know why she fell in love with him? Because he is braver and more responsible than you!" "enough." The princess sneered, she knew that she was playing a dangerous game and knew the consequences of offending him, but what did it matter?It's not to offend him. Since he arranged this political marriage and made her life miserable, why should she make it easy for him? "On the Sanlian City, she was poisoned by the poison of forgetting love. She should have forgotten the most prestigious person in her life. But she still remembers you, so who did she forget?" She stared at him intently, and said these three words emphatically: "Yang Yizhi." Zhuo Wangsun suddenly raised his head and stared at her with sharp eyes. The princess couldn't help trembling, almost having the urge to shrink back.But now, she is not even afraid of death, what else is she afraid of? She gritted her teeth and raised her head, and continued: "Do you know why?" "Why?" Zhuo Wangsun looked at her and said calmly.What surprised her was that in just a short moment, his anger disappeared without a trace, as if he was just asking a question without a head. His heart seemed to be covered with a hard shell, and the emotions and desires of mortals were just an annoying wind to him, unable to penetrate his barrier.Even if it penetrates, it will only cause short-term ripples, and he will regain his composure, calmness, and invulnerability in an instant.This hard shell is his aloof pride and his dignity as a king. While blocking others, it also blocks himself.The princess suddenly had an urge to smash the shell.She wanted to watch him become angry, violent, and hysterical. So, she talked about her first encounter with Yang Yizhi in Tianshou Village, how she avoided Mongolian pursuers, hid in a well, how she met Acacia, and the two exchanged clothes and identities.But Yang Yizhi originally wanted to save her, but he rescued Acacia by accident. What happened after that was what the king of Wuyue told her. Yang Yizhi and Acacia went through hardships in the deserted city, in the military camp, in the grassland, and in the city of Sanlian ,With the total death. Some Zhuo Wangsun already knew about these scenes, and some didn't know the details at all.But he just listened quietly, with no expression on his face. The princess looked straight at Zhuo Wangsun without fear.She recounted everything in detail, showing those unknown details, Yang Yizhi and Xiangsi's every move in Sanlian City, one by one before his eyes, vivid and lifelike, as if telling a story that she had personally experienced. She knew that this was Zhuo Wangsun's reverse scale. She was waiting, waiting for the moment when his proud and hard shell burst, and the scale-defying wrath burst out. That must be very interesting. Suddenly, Zhuo Wangsun interrupted her fantasy: "Do you envy her?" The whole body of the princess was shaken. She thought that she had knocked out a crack on the shell and touched the deeply hidden wound, but at this moment, she suddenly realized that the person who was peeked into the depths of her heart was not him, but myself. She felt a little flustered, a panic when a secret was discovered. Do you envy her?More than just envy, everything should not belong to that water-red woman, but to her.It was only because of fate that she stole everything that belonged to her. "Want to be her?" The princess was about to nod subconsciously, but suddenly woke up.She suddenly remembered that this emotional game hadn't been decided yet, and he was just about to counter-control the situation.This man is too formidable adversary, absolutely must not let down the vigilance for a moment. She gritted her teeth and looked up at him proudly: "Yes, I want to be her!" Every word seems to carve a scar on his heart: "As long as I become her, I can hear him say "I love you" to me; I can see him resisting you for me, defeating you, making you blind shame!" Zhuo Wangsun looked at her quietly, those aggressive words did not cause him to fight back, but fell into deep thought. He thought again of what Yang Yizhi said at the wedding. He still doesn't understand why these words hurt him so much. Was the pain because, as the woman said, he wanted to say those words too?He also wants to put aside his dignity and reserve in public, and just speak the truth for his own heart and love? impossible.He is king.The king has everything, and he doesn't need to use all his dignity to get something. Yes, he is king.Kings don't suffer. Zhuo Wangsun's gaze changed from indifference to tenderness again, and he nodded: "Want to be her? You can." He smiled faintly, got up and came to the mirror stand, he took out a white jade box from the drawer, opened it gently, and on the red velvet cloth lay a weird beetle, the light and shadow on the shell changed, like a human face pattern. "This ancient strange Gu is called this life. As long as it is planted on the body and combined with proper internal force guidance, it can transform a person into another person's appearance." "If the princess likes it, it will be my bride price." This time it was the princess' turn to be astonished.Although she has this idea, she also knows that the good fortune of the world cannot be easily changed.What's more, she said these words, half out of sincerity, and half out of desire to anger him.Even if the Gu is useful in this life, can she really plant it on her body?Can you pretend to be lovesick and go to Yang Yizhi again?She is not self-deprecating to this point! Zhuo Wangsun looked at her with a smile, as if waiting for her to answer. As if unwilling to admit defeat, the bus gritted his teeth and snatched the box away.He quickly closed the lid and pressed it hard a few more times to confirm that it was tightly seamed before stuffing it under the pillow. "Don't want to try?" The princess raised her head and said arrogantly: "Since it is a dowry gift for me, I can use it whenever I want." She sneered, her eyes full of provocation, "Whenever I want to find him, I will naturally take it." come out!" However, he completely ignored her provocation, and only smiled lightly: "Very good. But, you must be careful. Your internal strength cannot control this kind of Gu insect, and using it without authorization may cause unexpected consequences. If you really want to become She better come to me first." "Looking for you? Are you looking for you to teach me how to use the Unending Gu?" She snorted coldly, her tone full of sarcasm, "You are really generous." Zhuo Wangsun remained calm: "The beauty of a gentleman is adult, let alone a husband and wife. Since the princess wants to be her so much, she has exchanged identities with her more than once. I might as well help you." The princess laughed, as if she heard something extremely funny: "Yes, what a wonderful fulfillment..." Suddenly, she put away her smile, and said word by word: "Then, did you make lovesickness like this today? Make her leave you in full view? Make her wear a wedding dress and leave with the man she loves?" Zhuo Wangsun interrupted her: "Shut up!" The princess looked at him, and gradually became a little proud, as if this time, she really caught his pain: "Have you always been so hypocritical?" "You said that you did all this just to drive her away, you said that you don't care who her heart loves more, you said you have everything, but you don't bother to use these to restore a wandering heart. How proud, noble, and free and easy it sounds, It's just hypocrisy! "You're not as otherworldly as you think you are. Just like normal people, you get jealous, hurt, confused, and you just cover it up clumsily. "Everything in the wedding hall is just to force her to leave and help her find true love? Don't you want to take revenge on her? Didn't you intend to make her hurt and make her cry?" Zhuo Wangsun sneered.How ridiculous.He is a king and has the pride of a king. Even if he was stabbed all over his body, he would not take revenge on a woman like this.Revenge on a woman he had promised happiness to. He looked at her coldly, as if watching a joke: "why should I take revenge on her?" The princess still looked directly at him. For the first time, her gaze made him feel bored: "Because you still care about her!" Zhuo Wangsun's face darkened in vain. The princess raised her voice: "Because her hesitation deeply hurt your heart! Only when you hurt her in the same way and see her pain can you feel your own value, and feel that you still have the possibility to win back!" She sneered: "Everything that happened today, your pain is no less than her, no less than Yang Yizhi. But she can cry and run away; he can speak out and fight for her. But you can't, dare not , but also forced to make a nonchalant look, how sad! "So, you lost to him. "If you lose, you will be wiped out and lose everything. Even if you win a thousand times or ten thousand times on the battlefield, it will not be worth today's victory or loss!" "You are a complete loser! A coward hiding in a self-righteous shell!" "Shut up!" Zhuo Wangsun shouted angrily at her.Murderous aura overflowed like a dragon, covering the entire new house.Zhuo Wangsun's long hair rose like chaotic clouds, just like ancient gods and demons, who could destroy the world at any moment! The princess stared at her coldly, her eyes full of disdain. "What can you do? You can kill me at best!" Zhuo Wangsun suddenly waved his hand and pushed her down on the bed, but the words the princess said were like needles, piercing through the hard shell of his pride and piercing his heart one by one. Is he really envious of Yang Yizhi?Was he really not fulfilling them, but taking revenge on them? He can be so narrow?Would he care so much about her thoughts?Care about losing her? Isn't he a king who owns everything, who takes what he wants and who gives what he wants? He wanted to deny it, but the strange pain in his heart made him unable to speak out. For a moment, both of them were speechless, only the red candle was left, burning quietly. The princess lay on him, looked up into his dark eyes, and felt fear from the bottom of her heart for the first time. She thought that she was no longer afraid of death, but it seemed that she didn't remember it until this moment.In this world, there are things far scarier than death. Gradually, her voice trembled a little: "No!" However, before she could even see his movements clearly, he had already dragged her from the bed and dragged her to the dressing table. While struggling, she felt that he was forcing her to turn around and face the makeup mirror.With only light force, he has already pushed her down in front of the dressing table. She was lying on the dressing table, the coldness of red sandalwood penetrated through layers of wedding dresses, and penetrated directly into her skin.She felt that the danger was approaching, and she couldn't help struggling fiercely, but her wrists were firmly held from behind, and she couldn't break free at all. He stood behind her, looked at her coldly from the mirror, effortlessly handed one of her wrists to his left, and wrapped the other hand around, untiing her neckline. "Presumptuous..." In an instant, the princess's anger choked in her throat, and she felt a swimming coldness, penetrated from the neckline, crawled along the neck to the chest, and settled on it. There is no Gu in this life. Thinking of the strangely shaped beetle lying on her chest at this moment, the princess couldn't help feeling a chill all over her body, and she didn't dare to move. As soon as he brushed her coiled long hair, he dissipated, and pulled it down softly and decisively, forcing her to raise her head and look at the image in the mirror. "Want to be her? You will." "No, don't..." She tried hard to turn her head and look directly into his eyes, which were full of pleading. But he in the mirror was unmoved at all. When her wrist sank, she immediately lost her balance and fell heavily on the dressing table. At that moment, the coldness seemed to grow tentacles, piercing into her body, every time it penetrated, it brought severe pain like tearing.She couldn't help crying out in pain.And there are more and more tentacles, drilling deeper into the flesh and blood. As if to pierce her whole body. The severe pain made her struggling, crying, and finally begging desperately.But he remained indifferent, just looked at her coldly in the mirror. Watching her face change little by little. Become like that water-red woman. The princess exclaimed and woke up suddenly. Zhuo Wangsun was still sitting by the bed, looking at her indifferently, as if he had never moved. All this turned out to be an illusion. What a terrible illusion.The pain and humiliation of bone erosion were so real, as if it was still raging on her body at this moment. She suddenly understood that this was his warning. This man is like a flying dragon above the nine heavens, no matter how gentle he is, he will never allow anyone to tease or touch his anger. The dragon has reverse scales, which will kill if touched. These eight characters can only be known to be terrible if they have experienced them personally. The princess looked at him and began to tremble. But Zhuo Wangsun said indifferently: "You have a rest. Be sure to remember, don't open the box casually." He turned and left without looking at her again.Only she was left sitting in the crimson candle shadow, trembling slightly, unable to get up for a long time. There was one sentence that he didn't say. This life is not over Gu has a very strong power of charm, for people with shallow inner strength, even if they just look at it one more time, they will sink into its bewitching power. Yang Yizhi searched in the night, from Xusheng Baiyue Palace to the outside of Pyongyang, from evening to late at night, but he couldn't find a trace of Acacia. The midnight drizzle wet the stone steps, bringing a bone-chilling coolness.From spring to summer, there is always so much rain in this country. Yang Yizhi sat under a weeping willow, frowning.Under the faint starlight, the mist on the Datong River filled the air, and everything became blurred and blurred. Where did she go? A faint figure emerged in the mist, like a white stroke of wonder in the night sky, standing motionless in front of him.Eguan Bo belt, eyebrows like distant mountains, pale complexion, as if coated with a thick layer of lead powder, but it can't hide the beauty and handsomeness. It is Hira Hideyoshi's shadow warrior, and Abe's eyes are clear. What is he doing here? Yang Yizhi suddenly understood that Acacia must have met Hira Hideyoshi's shadow warrior as soon as he came out of the White Moon Palace, and was taken away by him.Otherwise, in such a small city of Pyongyang, how could he have searched for her in the middle of the night, but couldn't find any trace of her? Yang Yizhi looked at him, his face turned cold: "Where is she?" Abe Jingming raised his folding fan, with a warm and elegant smile on his face, as if he was just an elegant scholar who stepped on the moon to enjoy the flowers, and came here by accident: "She has been sent back to the castle tower." Yang Yizhi's heart tightened, and he tapped lightly with five fingers, and Fengyue Jianqi was about to take shape in his palm. Abe's eyes are bright but she is not in a hurry, she smiled slowly and said, "She is willing to go back." Yang Yizhi frowned.willingly?Why?Why did she willingly go back to that cage? Abe Jingming seemed to see through his mind, and said slowly: "Because you can't protect her, she is safe only when she is by my side." Yang Yizhi couldn't deny this for a while, he remembered what she said before leaving, I hate you, you. He and him, she hated both of them.For this reason, she would rather go back to that cage and never see each other again. Yang Yizhi originally wanted to rescue her, but he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness. "Do you know that Li Sunshin rescued Sunjo three days ago. Sunjo worshiped Li Sunshin as a general, commanded all kinds of troops across the country, and formally confronted many armies. When the people of Korea heard the news, they came to join us. In just a few days, more than 50,000 people gathered." Yang Yizhi pondered and did not answer.Just as Zhuo Wangsun expected, Li sun-shin replaced himself as the leader of the Goryeo Rebel Army, and integrated the power of Goryeo. Isn't this exactly my purpose?As long as Goryeo can be saved, what does it matter if the commander is himself or Yi Sun-shin? Yang Yizhi sighed, he only hoped that Li Sunchen could live up to Zhuo Wangsun's expectations and become the real third person. Did not live up to his expectations. Abe Jingming smiled and said: "Originally, this is a good thing for Ming and Goryeo. Zhuo Wangsun should also be happy to see him succeed. But unexpectedly, just yesterday, Zhuo Wangsun issued a secret order to go to sea to destroy Li Sunchen team." Yang Yizhi was surprised: "How is it possible?" Isn't Li Sunchen the third person Zhuo Wangsun is looking for?Why did you go to destroy the third person when he just won the first victory? Abe Jingming sighed softly: "Because of you." because I?Yang Yizhi raised his head blankly. "Zhuo Wangsun also didn't expect that the blood of the people of Goryeo would be aroused so quickly. According to the current development of the situation, within half a month, the rebel army will expand to about 100,000. There will be more in the future, even to Two hundred thousand. "If this army is in the hands of Li Sunchen or Xuanzu, it will not pose a threat to Zhuo Wangsun at all. But, there is still you, Leader Yang." Through the folding fan, he looked at the misty river in the distance: "If this army is in your hands, even he can't control it." "You and him are already enemies." He looked at Yang Yizhi with a hint of meaning, "You also know that he wants to defeat you far more than he wants to save Korea." Yang Yizhi couldn't help but nodded in his heart. Yes, he and Zhuo Wangsun have completely broken off.Therefore, his existence has become the biggest variable in this war. In order to make him suffer a crushing defeat, Zhuo Wangsun did not hesitate to do anything. "He should have imprisoned you or killed you. In this way, there will be no more variables in this war. But he has let you go." Abe Jingming sighed, "So, in order to make you lose , he is determined to send troops to kill this variable in the cradle. Since he can't kill you, there is only one choice, to wipe out the rebels." Yang Yizhi's face gradually turned pale. This killing was indeed caused by him. In order to conquer his last dignity, in order to make him have nothing, Zhuo Wangsun even killed the third person's plan with his own hands before harvesting. He hates him so much.Once the war between them starts, it will never turn around until death. Maybe everyone should hate him. He is a real ominous person who wants to save but brings disaster. Regardless of the deserted city or Goryeo.Perhaps the military disaster they suffered was actually caused by him. Without him, the last people in the deserted city would not have become skeleton Buddhas, and Goryeo would not have suffered one after another. Maybe there is lovesickness.If he hadn't met her, and tried to save her from danger time and time again, then she might still be able to snuggle up to Zhuo Wangsun happily and humblely, and wouldn't have endured so much suffering. He lowered his head and stared at the rolling river below his feet.Thick fog steamed around him, like a huge cocoon, wrapping him tightly, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. In the steaming mist, Abe stared at his pain, his slender eyes slowly raised: "But, you can still change everything." Yang Yizhi smiled sadly. Change?Zhuo Wangsun is now the son-in-law, and the power of the princess is completely under his control.And at the wedding ceremony just now, he had completely broken with his father.Now everyone in the world knows that he did not hesitate to betray loyalty, friendship, and affection for a woman. What power, what qualifications does he have to change? Yang Yizhi heaved a long sigh: "I don't have a single soldier in my hands, so what can I do?" "You have." Yang Yizhi was startled, then smiled wryly.what do I have? Abe's bright face turned solemn.He closed the fan and repeated: "You have the strength to compete with Zhuo Wangsun." Yang Yizhi couldn't help laughing.If he really has such power, why doesn't he know? There was a trace of arrogance in Abe's bright eyes: "Flying Tiger Army." "Actually, no one has ever really conquered this army, except you." "This army has always belonged to your army." Yang Yizhi was shocked. What Abe Jingming said is right, the Flying Tiger Army composed of martial arts righteousness has always refused to obey Zhuo Wangsun's control.The only one who can truly lead them is the leader of the martial arts, that is, him. If he can regain control of the flying tiger, with the extraordinary fighting power and maneuverability of this team, although there are only 3,000 people, it is enough to compete with Zhuo Wangsun. 杨逸之的眼中，燃起了明亮的火焰，但随即又暗淡了起去。 安倍睛明知道这一点，他知道这一点，卓王孙当然也知道这一点。飞虎军受到了极为严密的约束，被安置在守卫最森严的内城中。无论是谁，想要见到飞虎军都绝非易事。 而率领着飞虎军从内城逃出去，不但要经过华音阁，还要闯出四天圣阵。几乎没人能办到这一点。 “有。那就是你。” “无论华音阁还是四天圣阵，都困不住你。你对于它们的了解，也许是天下仅次于卓王孙的。而以你之武功，要想潜入内城，并没有人能够阻拦。” Yes.杨逸之可以潜入内城，可以率领飞虎军冲破华音阁、四天圣阵，飞虎军必定会跟他走。 但，只要平壤城中有一个人，这些事都只会有一个结果：失败。 Zhuo Wangsun. 杨逸之有一千方法能救出飞虎军，但只要卓王孙还在城里，这一千种都会变成零。 “如果，我可以令卓王孙不在城里呢？” 杨逸之猝然抬头。 浓密的雾中，安倍睛明细长的眸子就像是一双魔咒。 当魔咒吟起时，没有什么是不可能的。 这句话，对杨逸之是极度的诱惑。如果卓王孙不在城里，他就一定能救出飞虎军。高丽战场的格局，将会发生根本的变化。他手中，亦将有足够的筹码。 安倍睛明伸出了手。 五指如玉，苍白而纤细，伸出杨逸之。 那是魔鬼的邀请。 只要一个契约，就能令魔鬼微笑，亦让心愿达成。 但，同时，亦将背负通敌卖国之罪，失去光明。 伸手吗？ 魔鬼展颜微笑，发出诱人的邀约。 新房之中。 公主看着枕下的那只白玉盒，心中有无尽的惆怅。 她知道，自己的命运已经注定了，就是被囚禁在这华丽的囚笼里，直到垂垂老去，永无和他相见之日。 有了此生未了蛊又能怎样？如果再也见不到他，她变成谁又有什么意义？ 何况，有了她的容貌又有什么用？他爱的是那个人，而不仅仅是那张莲花般温婉的脸。 不知为何，相思带泪的容颜又浮现在他眼前，却变得有些模煳，看不清楚。 公主心中不禁有一丝伤感。那个莲花般的女子真的就这么好么？ 竟让那么多男子为她心碎。 她美丽么，妩媚么，高贵么？ 比自己更美丽、妩媚、高贵么？ 她多么想再看清她一次。 仿佛受到了无形的蛊惑，公主轻轻打开了盒盖。 嗡的一声轻响，血腥的气息溅开，夜色笼罩了一切。