The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 573 Remember Me

Hua Ming looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, and the last trace of illusion in his heart was completely shattered. He took a deep breath, and said to Xiao Yu and Jun Rong: "Although this person is a remnant of the great Liang, he still uses Hua Ye His identity, he is considered to be a member of Fengguo, can you please hand him over to me?"

"Of course, Fengguo was at fault for attacking Dagan this time. After I go back, I will make good compensation for Dagan's losses, and hope to renew the friendship and covenant with Dagan."

"Of course it is possible. It is not worthwhile for the two countries to go to war, laboring the people and wasting money. It is of course very good to be able to conclude a covenant." Jun Rong waved his hand: "This Mei Qingyuan, Mr. Mei, will be handed over to your country."

"Thank you."

Hua Ming thanked her, then turned her face and said to Wang Lang sullenly: "What are you waiting for? You have been his lackey for a long time, and you have forgotten who is your master? Why don't I take him away?" Down?!"

Wang Lang looked at Hua Ye hesitantly: "This... the last general..."

He is suffering!
But if he didn't go up, someone would go up, and the generals who had disliked Hua Ye before immediately rushed up: "Catch him!"

"Who would dare?!" Lin He shouted, "Where are the people from Lianhua Palace?"

The Lianhua palace man who was among the soldiers suddenly jumped up and stabbed at his companion.

It quickly became a mess.

Lin He took the opportunity to say to Hua Ye: "Master, go!"

"Where to go?"

Han Yi led Xuan Yiwei to block their retreat.

"Looking for death—" Lin He and Han Yi fought together, Hua Ye took a look, and walked towards Xiao Yu.

"stop!"

Hai Lie and Jun Rong pointed their knives at him.

Hua Ye glanced at it and really stopped.

"Ayu, I said that one day I will stand in front of you with my true face."

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes, "Mei Qingyuan."

"Heh...you just need to remember this name."

Mei Qingyuan raised his head and looked at the slight redness in the sky, and sighed softly: "This is the end of my life."

"What do you mean?" Jun Rong looked at him coldly.

Mei Qingyuan smiled, "No matter what, I can't escape today, why do I have to struggle uselessly?"

He shouted without looking back: "Lin He!"

"Master—" Lin He seemed to have sensed something, his lips trembling slightly, "Master..."

His momentary distraction was caught by Han Yi, who stabbed his shoulder with a sword.

Han Yi frowned, did not continue to attack, and stood aside with his sword drawn.

Lin He snorted, and staggered towards Mei Qingyuan.

"Don't come here." Mei Qingyuan heard the footsteps behind her and said: "I can't go anymore, you take them away, and live your own life for the rest of your life."

"No, master, what do you want to do?"

The ominous premonition in Lin He's heart became more and more intense.

Mei Qingyuan untied the belt of the cloak with one hand while facing the eyes of all parties, and the black cloak slipped to the ground in an instant, revealing his snow-white clothes inside.

"This is... Mai?"

"You—you're wearing mourning clothes inside?"

Duke Zhen was shocked.

Xiao Yu's eyes trembled slightly: "You have already prepared?"

Mei Qingyuan smiled: "I'm not sure about you, but I know that you won't tolerate being a prisoner again, so I made preparations before I came, either you die or I die. Mourning clothes are all useful."

"What an out-and-out lunatic!" Hailie sneered.

The way the others looked at Mei Qingyuan also changed.

"Crazy? I've been crazy for a long time."

Mei Qingyuan slowly raised the sword in his hand, and Lin He rushed over quickly: "Master, don't want it! It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. We have endured it for so many years, so why not bear it for another ten years? Forced to a dead end?"

Lin He's eyes were red, and his voice trembled like his hands.

Mei Qingyuan finally turned her head and took a look at him. That look was almost the most tender Mei Qingyuan had treated him in all these years.

Lin He's heart trembled, and his vision instantly blurred.

"master……"

"Go."

Lin He's throat choked, and he reached out to grab Mei Qingyuan, but Mei Qingyuan shook him away with a palm.

Under the eyes of everyone, he put the sword across his neck, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yu, "A Yu, I never regret what I have done, I only regret that I did not meet you sooner. "

He smiled relievedly: "If there is an afterlife, you can come and save me sooner, okay?"

Xiao Yu's lips moved slightly, his eyes flickered, "Mei Qingyuan..."

"Can disturb the situation of the Three Kingdoms, even if it will be stigmatized for thousands of years, who can not tell a strange person?"

"I can't help myself with life, but death—always can decide."

"Today——" his voice suddenly rose, his eyes swept across the black army behind Xiao Yu, and he laughed loudly: "I killed myself!"

After saying that, he wiped it vigorously, the blade of the sword cut his throat, and blood flowed profusely, immediately staining his plain white linen clothes red.

Like the red plums blooming in the snow, they fell on the soil charmingly.

Xiao Yu's eyes flickered, and he strode forward, "Mei Qingyuan——"

"Dang--"

The sword fell to the ground without strength, Mei Qingyuan fell down, and looked at Xiao Yu reluctantly, his eyes were full of affection, Xiao Yu came over and half knelt on the ground, looking down at him: "Why bother?"

Mei Qingyuan twitched the corners of her mouth and opened her mouth to speak, but only blood gushed out.

Looking at it, Xiao Yu felt extremely depressed, "What do you want to say?"

Mei Qingyuan held her hand, dipped his own blood and tremblingly wrote two words on her palm.

"Yun... Lang..."

Xiao Yu murmured out.

Mei Qingyuan looked at her tenderly, exhausted her last strength, and said, "Remember... me."

Xiao Yu pursed his lips and nodded heavily.

Mei Qingyuan let go of her hands, completely out of breath.

"master!!"

Lin He struggled to crawl back and yelled mournfully.

The assassins of Lianhua Palace were stunned for a moment, and desperately got rid of the entanglement of the crowd, and came to Mei Qingyuan's side.

Lin He got up, knelt on the ground and looked at Mei Qingyuan, crying bitterly.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath, stroking Mei Qingyuan's eyes with trembling fingers, and helped him close them.

"you--"

Just as she raised her head to say something, Lin He suddenly stood up. Hai Lie and Hongyi stood in front of Xiao Yu on guard, but unexpectedly, Lin He thrust the sword into his body with his backhand, "Master... this subordinate... I'll go after you."

"what--"

Hong Yi was stunned for a moment, and then saw the people from the Lianhua Palace behind all pointing their swords at themselves, and the sound of sharp blades cutting through the skin was repeated one after another.

Hearing it made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

While my hands and feet were cold, I also felt admiration.

They may not be good people, but at least they have achieved the ultimate in loyalty.

"All... all dead?"

"All dead."

The soldiers of the Feng Kingdom looked at each other in dismay, the cold wind howled through the open space in the middle, and the strong smell of blood dissipated a lot immediately.

A round of rising sun broke through the clouds, and the newborn golden light just shone down.

The Three Kingdoms Rebellion, which lasted for a year, finally came to an end at this moment, at the beginning of a new day.

(End of this chapter)