"This world treats you unfairly and harms your entire Liu family. Why do you have to risk your life to fight back?!"

"The world is unfair, so we need people to fight against it."

“But there will always be someone who stands up.”

“But someone has to step up.”

"Our dynasty is doomed to fail, why bother going there to die! Can't you see the situation clearly?"

War horses were galloping, countless soldiers were killed and wounded, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

Liu Xuan was dying and was helped down from his horse. His armor had been taken off and his inner clothes had been soaked in blood, his flesh and blood were blurred, and herbs were randomly piled on his wounds.

Through his eyes, which had not yet closed, he vaguely saw many figures passing by in front of his eyes, and from time to time the voices of old friends rang in his ears. Recalling this life of fear and trepidation, he restrained himself and observed etiquette, not daring to do the slightest bit of transgression or wrong. It could not be said that he restrained himself and observed etiquette.

A scene of heavy snow appeared before my eyes, and the wine jug fell to the ground, filling my teeth with the aroma of wine.

I am no exception and am just a villain who takes advantage of others' misfortunes.

Some people regretted it and wanted to escape from the army, some felt that as long as they gave up, there would be no hope of survival.

But there are also people who have no regrets.

It was said that she and her husband did not get along well after marriage, and the rumors about her in the capital never stopped. These should have nothing to do with me, but I just couldn't help but know more about her.

No one would know that Liu Xuan had already met Su Juan in Lin's mansion long before the late emperor granted the marriage, and the girl had met her several times after playing on the swing in the back mountain.

Lin Zhuang was also confused in his mind, thinking that he would never come back after he left.

"Take care of yourself."

You dare not shed tears, and you feel you can shed tears at this moment, but behind you is the only friend still alive.

Liu Xuan's body was tense, and his mind was a little confused at the moment, "What do you mean, Madam?"

I should have sent someone to the palace to inform them and ask them to send you back to the palace. Even so, you should have stayed here to be with me, a lonely woman and a man.

It was snowing heavily that day. She was drunk in the pavilion of Jingyuan. She cursed everyone and cried and wanted to go home, but then she turned around and said she had no home.

I haven't made a mistake once, but I can make it again.

The Liu family’s grievances have long been redressed, and now they can still be content, the only thing left is the chaotic times.

Su Juan let go of my hand, looked up and smiled, her breath caressing my throat, and she ended with a heavy, "It's not like that."

Liu Xuan still couldn't remember what was going through his mind at the time. He only remembered the warmth and coldness of his palms and the mellow aroma of wine between his lips and teeth. He was truly drunk.

Liu Xuan thought about it and said, "His Liu family is in a difficult situation. He needs to be more cautious in the future."

He is able to live openly in this world, with all his secrets hidden in his heart, yet he is trapped in this imperial city.

When I left Beijing that day, Liu Miaoqing came to see me off.

When a tyrant is alive, he should have picked up a pen, but the world is in chaos, with storms coming from all directions, and he has no flesh and blood to fight. It is a matter of life and death, but the weak can still hold the spear to protect the people.

Liu Miaoqing watched the departing figures from afar and finally couldn't hold back her tears. "When we went there, we didn't go to die at all."

"You can see the situation clearly, but there are some things that you can calculate the win or loss, but you don't know what to do or what to lose."

Only when you really face it, you will realize that the battle is far more brutal than you imagined, and the victory or defeat is already decided in your heart. Even if there are fewer special people like you, they will be like moths flying into a flame and will not be of any use.

If there is no afterlife, I only wish to enter the government as soon as possible. If I can relieve the suffering of the common people, I can give up everything.

"He doesn't know when he will see you again."

But I still talked about those things with Liu Xuan.

The wine jug fell to the ground, his black hair was tangled, and his breathing was rapid.

I understood what he said, but I intuitively didn't know what I should say, but I wanted to ask.

Xiaoyue, the palace treats you badly, so you live a lonely life.

But today it’s snowing lightly, and the coldness covers everything, swallowing up my sanity as well.

My logic tells me that I should push the other person away and leave here immediately.

Su Juan frowned, stepped back and grabbed the person who was about to leave, "Why is he running? Are you the bad one? Are you so disgusting?"

It is said that the feeling of coming down, Xiao Yue regrets that he could have joined the game earlier, regrets that he was indecisive, and regrets that he could not enter the temple. Only now did he understand that only those who are in a low position can really do more for the people of heaven.

But I always think from time to time that maybe I should have tasted the pot of wine that Jingyuan placed under the table after you broke in that day. If so, I would have made such a big mistake in this life.

His eyebrows and eyes are like paintings, and his temperament is like jade. He looks much less bad-looking than Song Qianfan, that bastard. "Whose eldest son is he, who is so bad-looking?"

As you finished speaking, you stood on tiptoe, riding the snow wind, biting Liu Xuan's cold earlobe, hooking your tongue twice, then smiled with your lips pursed, "Kiss you."

Su Juan took my hand and hurriedly leaned towards me. Her slightly red eyes were full of seductiveness, and she stared at the prey behind her pitifully, "You are so bad, will he consider being a gossip for you?"

Lin Zhuangshi's eyes were filled with sorrow. His father had not entered the palace yesterday, and he had not returned today. Song Qianfan was afraid that it would be difficult for him to bypass the Liu family again.

Feeling the coldness beneath his body dissipating little by little, and everything behind his eyes gradually becoming blurry, Liu Xuan could no longer bear it and closed his eyes.

But as the eldest son of the Liu family, he was able to support the entire family in the past. However, once he was framed by treacherous officials, his entire family was killed. Even if his injustice was cleared up, he was the only one left.

I pursed my lips tightly, and seeing that the eyes of the person behind me were red, I finally suppressed my sympathy, "Madam is very bad."

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Hearing this, Liu Xuan stopped in his tracks and asked, "Why do you say that? Doesn't anyone hate you?"

Su Juan held the wine jug, leaned against the railing of the pavilion, wiped the tears from her face, and looked at the woman behind her, "Who is he?"

The taut strings in Liu Xuan's heart suddenly broke, like the collapse of thousands of snow-capped mountains.

But as long as you are alive, you can refuse the responsibilities that are within your reach.

The person who came with me asked me if I regretted it.

You looked at him carefully, and Liu Xuan took a step forward consciously. His heart, which should have been intense, was slightly disturbed, and his throat rolled, "Madam is drunk."

Lin Zhuangshi's eyes were not sore, because he understood why he became like that. "You understand."

Lin Zhuang dismounted, picked up his luggage and left with a few friends. I resisted the urge to look back at the imperial city.

But there was nothing he could do. His father was trapped in the palace, and compared to Liu Xuan, he didn't even have a seventh choice.

I did think about going along.

Noticing Dalangjun's shock, Su Juan took it for granted, "Anyway, you know him, and he knows you, he's drunk, and you're drunk, so no one will know if you kiss each other."

You held the wine jug in your arms, moved behind Liu Xuan's face, and stared at it with narrowed eyes.

People who have nothing to carry can still take care of life and death, but what else can you take care of?