The queen mother was so scared that her face was pale, but she didn't dare to say what she said in her heart, so she had to roar: "Master, please accept her quickly... I took her!" She couldn't forget the look of the woman, but for so many years, she hadn't remembered the woman's appearance. Why did she suddenly see her face today?

"Don't be anxious, Empress Dowager, she is still struggling now, and she will lose strength in a while." The old Taoist priest took out a yellow talisman from his arms and waved his hand to Gala's face. Gala still had no expression at all, and tore off the yellow talisman with one hand.

She didn't want to be here, she wanted to leave. No matter where she went, she was no longer here and could be slaughtered! Gala used all his strength, but for some reason he was always unable to move. He fell to the ground with two or three strokes, his legs were weak and weak.

He wanted to grab the table beside him and stood up again, but accidentally threw himself down on the sandalwood burner on the table. There was a sound of shattering. The sandalwood burner was destroyed. Gala waved his head, and gradually his expression began to become clearer!

However, the Queen Mother and others exclaimed again and were so scared that they almost lost their souls. In their eyes, Gala also returned to the human form. He had to shout over and over again, "Master! Why are you still standing there? Almost take this demon!"

"Empress." A burst of exclamation came from behind the crowd, and Princess Wan'an pushed the crowd away and rushed to Gala.

Seeing Princess Wan'an run away, no one dared to pull her, but he just took a deep breath and looked at them from a distance. "Empress, how are you?" Princess Wan'an helped Garo who was unstable with heartache, turned around and looked at the old saying, "Queen, you dare to move, how many heads do you have enough to cut?"

"Rareless, where did you take the Ai family? Do you still have my mother in your eyes?" The Queen Mother shouted majestic.

Princess Wan'an didn't go to see her terrifying face, but just sneered, and said boldly: "Since the day you killed my mother, have you still hoped that I could treat you as my mother? Now you are here to harm the Queen again. You are already the lord of this harem, and you are above ten thousand people. What else do you want?"

"You..." The Empress Dowager was about to say something, and a silver needle broke into the paper outside the window, and the Taoist priest fell to the ground in an instant.

Pei Ju roared: "Gala..." and rushed in! The guards had no time to stop them, so they were knocked over to the ground by Pei Ju's palms.

He rushed to Garo and hugged her petite body suddenly. Princess Wan'an turned red with red eyes and let go and stood aside, not knowing what to say...

"Who are you? How dare you break into the palace openly?" The empress dowager's trembling hands were no longer able to settle down. She looked at the old Taoist who was lying on the ground and lost her majesty and had to suppress her momentum.

Pei Ju did not answer, but looked at Garo's pale face and thin clothes with pity. The black blood on her body was not commensurate with the woman in his hands. The blood on her waist had dyed his eyes red!

He was about to turn around and teach the Queen Mother a lesson, but he was helplessly pulled by Garo.

He looked at Gala with heartache, quickly took off his coat and wrapped it in Gala, and whispered: "If you left with me, nothing will happen today."

At this time, Gala had already woken up. She had no time to care about the other cold self in her body. She just looked at Pei Ju, laughing bitterly and tiredly.

"What should happen cannot be stopped, it's all over." After saying that, Gala quietly took out the death-scammer from his arms, and swallowed it in his stomach while Pei Ju was not concerned, and before his consciousness disappeared.

Gala suddenly stood up, pulled out the sword from Pei Ju's waist and inserted it into her chest. She tilted her hand gently, causing the blade to deviate from her heart, and fell into Pei Ju's arms. The blood did not splash out at once, but was shallow, slowly, like a warm sun, slowly rendering Gala's veil...

"You want to... save me." Garo's eyes slowly dimmed. She used her last little strength to grab the corner of Pei Ju's clothes and said in a very soft voice in his ear.

Pei Ju didn't expect Gala to risk his life to eliminate all this. He was stunned for a while, then woke up and saw Gala had already closed his eyes, but he was so peaceful and relaxed...

"No, Gala, this shouldn't be like this. If I..." Pei Ju shouted, Princess Wan'an did not hear what Gala said, nor did she see Gala taking the pills. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her legs fell to the ground, "Luan... Empress..." She covered her cherry lips with trembling, her eyes were at a loss.

"Is she dead?" The empress dowager stared at Gala in Pei Ju's arms with a relaxed tone, turned her head and said to the eunuch beside her, "Go and have a look."

"The Queen Mother...this..."

"Go!" The eunuch was so scared that he fell to his knees on the ground. He slowly climbed to Gala, pretending to be unable to see Pei Ju, and put one hand on Gala's nose and neck with a trembling hand... "Too... Queen Mother, Queen... she... went!"

"Don't use your dirty hands to touch her." Pei Ju asked the eunuch to confirm that Gala was really dead, and slashed at the eunuch. The eunuch roared with sharp sadness, and vomited blood on the hem of the queen mother's skirt, and died...

Pei Ju then picked up Gala and stood up, walked towards the door. The Empress Dowager was immediately protected by the guards and pushed outside the Yaoguang Hall. They all held weapons in their hands but did not dare to go forward.

Princess Wan'an followed Pei Ju, her whole body was shaking. She wanted to leave with Pei Ju. She stopped staying in this cage. She no longer wanted to have a wealth of clothes and food. She just wanted to live freely. She wanted to forget everything and leave this place of right and wrong.

"Gala, I'll take you away now." It's said that men don't cry easily, but Pei Ju shed tears, but his tears are so beautiful. If Gala sees it, he will definitely jump up and laugh at him.

Hua Shang Ni Shang finally couldn't bear to have Gala being bullied, so he knocked down the guards in the dungeon and rushed back, but saw such a scene. Their empress... was dead?

They had to stand aside and watch Pei Ju and Gala gradually fade away in surprise.

The guards tried to chase after him, but were stopped by Hua Shang Ni Shang. They no longer retained their martial arts and no longer hid that they were from the hidden tribe. They just fought back the guards who chased forward one by one. They protected the queen and fulfilled the mission given to them by the emperor. The queen died...

All they could do was to let her rest after death. Their queen stayed because she was reluctant to part with the entire Yaoguang Palace. What was she thinking about? They cried and shouted. Every time a guard came, they used the blade in their hands and killed them with one knife! No longer caring about whether the empress dowager exists, no longer caring about the distinction between master and servant, and the guards who dared to take another step forward would have to die under their hands...

The dust settles...

Everything in this palace will end...

Yang Jian, who was far away in the border battlefield, suddenly felt a pain like a needle prick. His hand suddenly released the memorial at the desk and covered his chest. Xiao Douzi was so scared that he immediately stepped forward and shouted softly, "Your Majesty." Yang Jian just waved his hand and replied in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired..."

Four people from the Six Doors stood behind Yang Jian and looked at Yang Jian nervously without saying a word.

"Report!" said a soldier outside the camp.

"Come in."

"Emperor, the 80,000 troops that sneaked into the border of Nanliang have been defeated by General Pang. More than 100,000 troops in the Nanliang raid in the north have also been trapped in the front line of valleys, with heavy casualties. After receiving the news from the Hidden Ministry, the food and grass they came to support were burned out, and the remaining soldiers of Nanliang were retreating into the Nanliang Realm. I wonder if I should pursue it?"

"Nanliang ignores the three-year agreement, it is because he is unkind, isn't the injustice of Sui... bring 20,000 elite soldiers to follow me..."

"Report..." Another sharp roar interrupted Yang Jian's words, but this time it was the eunuch's shout. Yang Jian could even hear the eunuch's breathing just as he got off the horse. Yang Jian was stunned and felt a little uneasy. It must be that something was wrong in the palace, otherwise how could the eunuch report it immediately? "Quick Report."

The eunuch came in, and as soon as he came in, he trembled and fell to the ground, shouting loudly, "Emperor, the palace is in a hurry! The queen - she passed away..."

"What?" Su Wei shouted first, and the four of them were stunned at the six doors, and even Xue Minghan's body trembled.

Yang Jian's head seemed to be hit hard by something, and he had no thoughts at all. Then he fell backwards and sat on the chair.

He didn't believe it, the queen passed away? His Gala died? How could it be possible?

In an instant, blood droplets were dizzy... It seemed that the world was collapsed, and there was no time to ask in detail. Yang Jian felt that his body was shaking violently, and his chest seemed to be penetrated by a spear in an instant. He had no strength at all. He slapped his big palm on the table, shook his body, stood up with difficulty, and then shouted: "Go back to the palace immediately!"

The crescent moon is rustling in the winter wind, and the buds are in the shadows of flowers and fragrance in the south every night.

The wine is intoxicating, the night fragrance is bleak, the cold wind is blowing, and there is no place to say...

A snow-white figure in the lonely pavilion in the middle of the lake lies on the wooden platform, with frown and bloody pupils sighing.

Thousands of black hair swayed with the wind, gently caressing the drunken platform. In an instant, a flute sounded, and the notes lingered, like a dream and a Tang Sect, touching memories and turning the thoughts.

The snow-white figure moved slightly and stood up slowly, with flying catkins and black hair following, and there was no way to distinguish the two immortals in the hazy...

"Your injuries have not healed yet. It's so late, you should take care of your own body." A man in blue came slowly holding a flute in his hand.

"What are you worried about when things change? If I can live, I will not die again." The girl in snow replied with a smile, her eyes reflected into the dark bottom of the lake, but a ripples of sorrow appeared.

The man in green sighed and frowned, and the deep pupils were filled with sorrow that people could not see through. The woman in white in front of him looked like snow and dreams. He knew that he would not be able to hold it in this life, but as long as he could watch her quietly beside her, he was satisfied.

"Since you know that things are changing, why not be content with the status quo? Why bother to be tired of yourself?" The man in green said softly, making people mistakenly think that he was talking to himself.

In the distance of Guting, a red figure with a drop of blood trembled slightly, leaving lonely. She always stood behind him, but he could never see her. All he saw was the fairy-like woman in snow-clothed, Dugu Jialuo.

She loves him, he loves her, but she only loves him.

The emotional cycle is full of slight envy and no resentment. She is just helpless and blames her for knowing him too late.

Gala glanced at the red blood droplet but did not escape her watery eyes. She sighed helplessly, "Brother Yao, maybe the flash in front of her cerebral has long been very clear, but sometimes when you look back, you know that there is water lotus waiting for you."

"You mean princess?" Pei Ju didn't know Princess Wan'an's intentions, but the fallen flowers were affectionate and the flowing water was unintentional. Even if the cycle of reincarnation reversed, everything was already a foregone conclusion. How could emotions change so easily?

"She was originally a princess of the Sui Dynasty. She abandoned everything and left the palace with you. Even if you were ruthless to her, she would not let her down."

He sighed quietly, for several lifetimes of infatuation. He just raised his eyes and looked quietly at her half of her face covered by her long hair. Her casually dispersed black hair and so gentle, why wouldn't he be moved? Can't he let down the princess? He couldn't get the fairy in front of him, but could he not be alone for her for the rest of his life?

"It's late at night, go back to your room. Even if you don't cherish your body, others will be thinking about it." He answered the question irrelevantly, but said with a shallow concern.

The girl in snow tightened her veil tightly, and finally stared at the incomplete moon outside the pavilion with nostalgia, smiling indifferently, thinking about something...

"Since you come, let's do it..." After so long, I almost forgot that I had traveled here. Looking at the cold moon, is it also the cold night of the 21st century, Yanran has a single month?

The moon is incomplete, the earth is incomplete. The night is lonely, the figures on both sides are lonely. People dissipate, dissipate the face of time...

I still remember that day.

Pei Ju took Princess Wan'an and Gala all the way back to Daliang. Princess Wan'an, who thought Gala was dead, had already cried like a tearful person.

Yes, in order to find Li Bing, the killer she loved, Gala made a deal with Emperor Yang Jian to enter the palace as a concubine, but when he entered the palace, he didn't know that the palace was the real tiger's den, dragon pond. She made the wrong bet at the beginning, and she was destined to lose in this battle! She was unstable in the palace and lost every step.

There are too many secrets in the palace that she has not yet understood, the truth of the Qiang tribe, the identity of the woman in the deep palace? And the piece of ancient jade she has not found. Although she has suffered humiliation, she has not yet found a trace of Li Bing's footprint.

When the border was in a hurry and beacons broke out, the emperor led the army to fight in person. She knew that she had no support. She wanted to escape from the palace and escape from the confinement, but before she could leave, she had already fallen into the quagmire. The emperor left the palace, which was a great opportunity, how could those women give up?

Death should be the ending she deserves. It was also because she shouldn't have died. She swallowed the medicine for scammering death and was able to leave the palace by pretending to die.

"You won't die, Gala, don't worry, I will never let you die." That night, Pei Ju roared all the way, and her whole body was already sweating. The little man holding her tightly in his arms frowned and waited for him to save her. He couldn't forget the grief and regret that she asked him to save her before she fell down. Even if she didn't say it, how could he watch her die?

"The Empress is dead, I know you can't bear it, but she is really dead." Princess Wan'an flashed with her sad black eyes, her temples were covered with miserable hair that had never been seen before, and her fair hands had long forgotten the difference between men and women. She held Pei Ju's arms tightly.

The Queen is dead, would he be willing to die with her?

She was originally Princess Wan'an of the Sui Dynasty. She had the fate to know this strange woman, Gala. She should have been her princess, but she thought of others. She didn't blame her. She just felt that such a beautiful woman didn't love glory and power? She just followed a killer in the world? Yes, when she saw the Queen died, she felt so heartbroken. Such a woman shouldn't have died!

"She is not dead, she will survive. She still wants a lot. Even for Li Bing, she won't leave like that." He stared at Garo's pale face and the blood that seemed to be about to flow in his chest.

The first meeting seemed to be right in front of her. She was so bold and unrestrained, without the slightest reserve and restraint of a woman. She was beautiful, beautiful and beautiful, and she easily captured his heart. He was so painful that he almost died of pain, but she could not find the first time she saw her.

Finally, time passes, and the past disappears...

How could Gala feel lighter than others? She couldn't get what she wanted, but lost what she got. She wanted to get the only one she had, but was hurt by those costs.

How can a person be happy? She also wanted to forget everything so lightly and let all the dust fall to the ground, but she only cared about too much. No matter how painful it hurts, she could not give up. She still wanted to live, but was pressed by the black blood droplet and couldn't open her eyes.

As soon as Pei Ju entered Daliang, she abandoned Princess Wan'an and went straight to Meilu Pavilion. The person from Meilu Pavilion might be able to save her.

"With me here, how could she die?" Looking at Gala, who was like a dead body on the bed, the young man in blue standing beside him said with a smile.

Gala burned for three days and three nights, and just when Pei Ju was almost desperate, she woke up. No one in Daliang expected that the young master who had been away from home for several months would come back in the middle of the night with a half-dead girl. Even though he was surprised and curious, they were not qualified to ask about what the master didn't say, but just looked at everything in front of him silently, as if it was natural.

"I am a demon, am I a demon?" After several days of recuperation, Gala kept reciting this sentence, his mind was in a daze and his thoughts were drooping.

Before she left the palace, almost everyone said she was a demon, and even the queen mother said she was a fox demon. She knew that even if the queen mother didn't like her, she would not deal with her with such things, so she didn't understand. She was afraid, for some reason? But how could there be a demon in this world? What exactly is she?

"You are not a demon." At that afternoon, Lan Xilu, who was dressed in plain clothes and smoke, came to her room to tell her the news. Lan Xilu was a man of about 10 or so, a person like a dream like a Tang Sect. He had a pair of blue eyes that could capture people's hearts and souls, as if there was no god or god, so mysterious and so silent.

When I saw him at first, I got drunk for him. It wasn't drunk on that face, but in those eyes, as transparent and bright as the clear sky, and relaxed and open-minded.
Chapter completed!