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When Jiuer left, Su Jingxing bent his fingers and the beads in his hand suddenly bounced towards the shadow of the snow-capped roof eaves diagonally opposite.

With a bang.

The snow was blown down by the impact.

Amidst the falling leaves, a scarlet figure fell down like a stunning goose.

Duan Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "You are so cruel, do you want to fight?"

Su Jingxing's dark eyes were clear and sharp, "In your current state, you will definitely lose."

"That's not necessarily the case. You're the one who's been lagging behind in all these years."

In an instant, two figures, one red and one white, started fighting.

One is like a demon, the other is like a lotus.

Two completely different people yet closely bound together by fate.

Mutual generation, and also, mutual destruction!

Amid the falling snow, it feels like I’ve returned to my childhood.

At that time, their mother, Miss Su, was still alive.

They were separated at birth, and they had no choice as to who was taken away and who was left behind.

But later, Miss Su gave them a chance.

Give them a chance to make their own choice.

It’s also a competition, whoever wins gets to choose first!

Su Jingxing won, and he chose "Ming".

Duan Rong was naturally left with only darkness.

In fact, it was destined at that time.

If a wise person wins, he will find that it is lonely at the top.

If you lose, you will be beheaded and have no good end.

If someone chooses darkness, and loses, he will be cut into pieces and die a miserable death.

Even if you win, you can only live in darkness all your life. Even if you have countless identities and countless faces, you will never have your own name. You can only live as a ghost in the darkness who cannot see the light.

There is no such thing as being better or worse, open or covert, it’s just that those who are given priority will have more opportunities to be given priority.

The snow in the yard was blown all over the place, and the two people fighting could hardly see each other's expressions and gaze.

It was not a battle of life and death, but it was a bloody battle.

Suddenly, the sword in Duan Rong's hand was knocked away.

Su Jingxing's cold sword pointed at his neck, only three inches away.

From a distance, even the shadow guard who had been following the two men and knew some of the inside story was a little unsure at this moment.

I was so nervous that my breath rose to my throat.

Duan Rong smiled indifferently, lowered his eyes to look at the long sword pointing at him, "You win again, I am helpless too."

"I'm not yet worthy of pity, especially when that person is you." Su Jingxing put away his sword and turned around coldly.

The shadow guard in the dark then let out a long sigh of relief.

The relationship between these two has always been a delicate one, both symbiotic and very dangerous.

It is so dangerous that there seems to be no room for error, otherwise, swords will be clashed and rivers of blood will flow!

Fortunately, one of the two men lost on purpose, and the other did not kill him in the end.

After all, we are brothers...

Although they are all of Cangyu royal blood, they still have the blood of Miss Su, a kind of loyal and righteous person, flowing in their veins.

Miss Su should be able to rest in peace now.

Why did she die?

What she was most afraid of seeing, that brothers would turn against each other for power or other reasons, did not happen!

At this moment, Duan Rong raised his hand and threw something directly at Su Jingxing.

Su Jingxing didn't look back, but caught it accurately.

It was a layout map of all of Cangyu's secret passages, secret rooms, etc., as well as a token to mobilize all of Cangyu's "shadows".

"I lost. According to the rules, I have to pay a price. I will withdraw all my few men. Withdraw from Cangyu."

Although he trained the other shadows, he trained them in a way that only recognized tokens and not people.

"As for those in other countries, I'll watch over them for you. Once you've completely dealt with Cangyu, we'll have another match."

Su Jingxing still didn't look back, "Heh, you are so impatient to withdraw from Cangyu, do you want to give up, or are you afraid that I will... kill you."

Duan Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, as if smiling, "Then you should ask yourself."

The dispute between the Ming Emperor and the An Emperor also ended in this generation.

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After Duan Rong left, all that was left was a yard of messy snow and a desolate palace.

Su Jingxing held the token and looked at the huge palace in front of him covered with snow.

He was thinking, if he and Duan Rong had made different choices at the beginning, what would the situation be like today?

If Ajiu was not like this Ajiu, but an ordinary girl, would I seem to have a chance?

No, even if Duan Rong and I made different choices, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have a chance.

If Jiu was really an ordinary girl, she might not come to Cangyu even at the critical moment of life and death.

Even if she came, she couldn't hypnotize herself or put a curse on herself.

If she were just an ordinary girl, her parents would have left her more obvious clues, or directly asked them to "repay the favor".

Even if she was bolder, she would at most come to see him. Even if she didn't want to repay the favor, she meant it.

No matter which one it is, he will save her and will never look at such a Jiu differently.

There are no ifs in the world.

Ajiu is just like that.

So she came to Cangyu without even leaving herself a way out.

So in the end, even if she didn't know the truth, even if Duan Rong was really dead, would it be perfect and happy if she and I got married smoothly?

There was a hint of bitterness on Su Jingxing's lips.

No.

I can't tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes.

Even if Ah Jiu never mentioned Duan Rong again, no matter what his body or mind was, he would still mind it.

As for Ah Jiu's personality, even if she didn't clearly realize her feelings for Duan Rong, a woman like her, her subconscious preferences would affect her true happiness...

To put it more bluntly.

Even if Ruo Ajiu finally realized her feelings for Duan Rong, she felt guilty for provoking him first, so she still decided to marry him.

Ajiu like this has completely lost her charm.

Ah Jiu, you should be a worldly-wise girl who is not worldly-wise, and can always follow your own heart and nature...

How could a person like Ah Jiu be happy in such a cold and boring place like the imperial palace?

Su Jingxing laughed at himself barely audibly.

It turns out that everything was already destined.

But he still couldn't help but wonder, if at the very beginning, when Jiu found him, just as Jiu said, he had been more "brave", perhaps, would things have been different?

Then the sarcasm at the corners of his lips became even stronger.

Nothing will be different.

It is true that character determines destiny.

To him, to Ajiu, to Duan Rong.

It is all like this.

And there are no ifs in this world.

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At the gate of the palace.

In the snow, there was an inconspicuous and simple carriage parked.

A tall, ordinary-looking guard came out of the palace gate.

When he approached the carriage, the guard narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It seems that someone has come in uninvited."

The carriage curtain was lifted by a white little hand, and the red-dressed girl's eyes curved, "Shouldn't you praise me? Not only did I guess that you would definitely come to the palace later, but I also guessed that this carriage was yours."

The guard chuckled and bent down to enter the carriage.

Jiuer looked at the medicine mask on his face and the guard clothes on his body, and said with some disdain, "Hey, where did you get them? They are so shoddy."

"It's just a show to fool those people outside. After all..."

The guard raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance, "Duan Rong is already dead. Cangyu's Dark Emperor, who was unknown to the common people, should be annihilated silently. The Dark Emperor and the Ming Emperor should have been merged into one long ago."

Jiuer rushed over and hugged his waist, "Su Jingxing knows it, and I know it even better."

Duan Rong looked back.

Even though his appearance had changed, his faint smile was still full of boundless romanticism.

He squinted his eyes and tapped her nose, "Why, do you think I care that no one knows about it and I disappeared without a trace?"

"Of course you don't care." He can throw away his rights at will, so why should he care about that kind of false reputation?

Jiuer stared at him secretly, "So, what I want to say is that you definitely didn't fall in love with me at first sight. It's even more impossible that just because I am me, the daughter of my father, you will treat me much differently than usual."

"So," Jiuer narrowed her eyes and leaned closer, pressing her, "Why were you so intimate with me as soon as we met?"

"Have we met before?"

The man chuckled, and said meaningfully, "What do you think?"

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