After everyone in the room left, Yan Beimo carried his son to wash up, and then put him on the couch.
"sleep."
Inside the bed curtains, Ayu stared wide-eyed at her father, who was leaning against the small couch.
Yan Beimo ignored him, put on a black robe, swallowed the pills on the table, and closed his eyes.
Under a gray sky, snow covered the entire land, and the blinding white light illuminated the figure leaping down from the city wall.
The snow fell heavily, blood blurred his vision, the cold wind howled across the battlefield, and the Northern Liang army galloped like wolves and tigers, their hooves thundering.
Hundreds of warships crossed the Mohe River, amidst a hail of arrows and the sounds of battle, their blood staining the vast snowfield.
The Qi army was pursued all the way to the icy plains outside the Thousand-Foot Snow Cave. Corpses covered the entire snowfield in a winding line. It was a bloody massacre.
"Your Majesty, the enemy forces ahead are from the Western Regions. We have been ambushed."
"Retreat, retreat quickly---"
It snowed all night, and the entire ice surface was covered in the crimson of blood. He carried her body and kept walking and walking.
The vast expanse of flying snow reflected the entire ice field, signals were sent out, and a boundless white blanket enveloped the surroundings.
A dense barrage of arrows flew in, their fletchings wrapped with dragon claw-like iron hooks. On the howling ice plain, the snow broke apart, and a vast expanse of snow fell like a waterfall, creating a continuous snow mist.
The wind whistled past their ears as a golden-feathered arrow pierced the air and hurtled toward the person in their arms.
The surrounding air became very quiet, and the snowstorm seemed to have stopped.
He swiftly dodged, turning to the side with the person in his arms. The sharp arrow scorched his arm, and blood gushed out in a grimace.
"Yan Beimo, leave your body behind, and leave your life behind too."
A light, airy voice, tinged with laughter, pierced the west wind.
Amidst the swirling snow, a young man dressed in red rode his warhorse at breakneck speed.
A white-clad and a red-clad figure soared into the air, their boundless sword energy erupting with a powerful surge of air currents, causing a sensation akin to an avalanche or a crack in the ground.
Darkness fell, a fierce wind and snowstorm raged, blood stained the earth red, the hard ice surface cracked, and a bottomless snow cave swallowed everything.
The blue figure lying in the snow fell straight into the abyss of the snow cave.
The world suddenly fell silent, and the cold wind howled like a wild beast. He calmly watched this scene and jumped in without hesitation.
The icy seawater was like a sharp bayonet, inch by inch, slicing through my broken heart, causing it to fester, rot, and gnaw at my bones and flesh, penetrating deep into my marrow.
The tenderness of more than seven hundred days and nights is so clearly etched in my mind, and her accusations, word by word, are like knives slowly torturing my heart, which is riddled with holes.
"Yan Beimo, every day I spend by your side is worse than death."
"Your Majesty doesn't actually believe we can forget the past and live out the rest of our lives in such hypocrisy, does he? Yan Beimo, what are you deceiving yourself about?"
"I wish I could stab you in the heart that day."
Pain and fear, like vines, tore and ripped at my limbs and bones, unseen and unreachable; the darkness was like an endless abyss.
Blood kept spilling from his mouth, blurring his vision, and his body sank, sinking deeper and deeper.
"My lord, it hurts so much, it hurts so much~"
"Live, live on."
The cold wind and snowflakes on the icy plain were whipped up, and white light pierced through the snow cave and into the water. A familiar face suddenly came into view, with tightly closed eyes and pale lips.
The light grew brighter and brighter, shining into the heart, which was as cold as an ice cave.
He blinked with difficulty and then hugged the cold, lifeless body tightly.
The surroundings were empty, and the cold darkness enveloped the two of them. He forcefully lifted her body and pushed her upwards, breaking through the water.
"Your Majesty, did you have a nightmare?"
A soft voice suddenly rang out. Inside the hall, Peony stared in horror at the man who had suddenly opened his eyes, her eyes wide with fright.
The large hands around her neck gripped her like pliers, causing her cheeks to turn blue and red.
Looking into those bloodshot eyes, tears instantly blurred her vision.
She opened her mouth wide, trying to scream, but the hands gripping her seemed to be strangling fate, preventing her from making a sound.
With a snap, his neck was violently broken, and the body was thrown away.
Yan Beimo stumbled off the bed, panting heavily, and gulped down a cup of cold tea.
After an unknown amount of time, he raised his cold, terrifying eyes and looked around.
White light shone into the magnificent hall; it was already daylight outside.
A hoarse, deep voice came from inside the hall, and the guards standing at the door quickly stepped aside and said respectfully.
"Your Majesty, Commander Ye has gone to the washroom."
"Just let anyone come in and tidy up."
The guard hurriedly pushed open the door and went in. He was startled when he saw the corpse on the ground, but only for a moment. He quickly regained his composure, bowed, and carried the body away to dispose of it.
Night Hawk circled around the corridor and saw them carrying the corpse out of the palace gate, his sword-like eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"What happened?"
Why is she here so early in the morning? And she's dead?
The guard hurriedly said, "Miss Peony just said she made some snacks for His Majesty, so we let her in. We don't know how she offended His Majesty, but she was carried out."
"Elmwood, if you let anyone in again without permission, you'll be next to die."
His Majesty has developed a habit of vigilance due to years of fighting, and cannot allow strangers to be near him when he sleeps.
"Your subordinate knows he was wrong."
"Find a place to bury him."
"yes."
As soon as Night Hawk finished speaking, a royal physician walked in from the other end of the archway.
"Why has Physician Fang come over?"
The imperial physician strode over and said, "The medicine we prepared to stop His Majesty from vomiting blood has been successfully refined."
"Please come in."
Inside the hall.
Yan Beimo had just finished washing up in the washroom with his son in his arms when he heard the sounds from the outer hall, so he slowly walked out.
"Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty."
"What is it?"
The imperial physician presented the box and placed a bottle of medicine on the table.
"This bottle contains the pills His Majesty needs to take, and the blue porcelain bottle contains a black paste-like dye, which has been newly developed."
"Okay, go out."
After the imperial physician left, Night Hawk glanced hesitantly at His Majesty and the young prince who were having their meal, unsure whether he should speak.
Yan Beimo raised his eyes. "Speak if you have something to say."
"The Qilin sent a message saying that two days ago, the young master of the Western Regions, Helian Ye, suddenly appeared in the Northern Frontier and returned to the royal court."
Six months ago, the lady fell off the city wall and died from poisoning.
They retreated all the way from Yancheng to Mohe, where the army doctor said that the lady had passed away.
Later, their army was forced to the boundless ice plains. His Majesty and his wife fell into a snow cave. When they crossed the Hidden Dragon Gorge and searched for them, they turned the snow cave upside down, but they could not find the wife's body.
However, after His Majesty woke up, he secretly ordered the elite warriors under the Qilin Banner to go to the northern frontier to find Helian Ye's whereabouts, and forbade them to alert him.
But the northern frontier was too vast, encompassing thirty-six kingdoms. Helian Ye was not in the Western Regions royal court at all; it was as if he had vanished into thin air and could not be found at all.
His Majesty launched a frenzied attack on Northern Liang and even threatened to invade the Western Regions, but he never showed up.
Half a month ago, Northern Liang was completely destroyed, and only a few days later, the young master of the Western Regions returned to the royal court.
"Does Your Majesty suspect that Helian Ye took the Lady away?"
The lady is dead, what would he want with a corpse?
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