Chapter 541： Ling Xiao Weiyang

Chapter 541

The two sit by the lake, with magnificent stars in the distance and small fish swimming nearby.

Long Moshen gently placed Mu Wushuang's head on his shoulder, rubbing her cheek with his hand, and said to her in a low voice:

"Not too much. He indirectly killed my mother and killed her with hatred. I didn't let him die. It was kind."

Yes, the catastrophe of the Azure Dragon Divine Palace was not enough to kill the emperor.

Because the two of them have resolved half of the catastrophe.

This catastrophe will only make the Holy Emperor worse than death.

And all of this, the Holy Emperor himself took the blame, it was his cold blood and ignorance that killed the Holy Empress Ling Xiao.

But what is this great calamity coming from heaven, they don't know, only the holy emperor who is about to face the great calamity knows.

at the same time.

Cangming Continent, the cemetery of the Qinglong Temple.

In front of one of the most remote mausoleums, stood a tall middle-aged man, but his hair was gray, his eye circles were sunken, and he seemed to have not slept for several days.

This person is the saint emperor. Since the wedding of Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang that day, he has been standing in front of Ling Xiaoweiyang's tomb for several days and has never left.

He is like the most affectionate man in the world, staring at the tombstone, as if passing through the tombstone and seeing the woman who has been sleeping underground for a long time.

He always remembered her voice and smile in his mind, but he could think more of her heart-piercing cry when he left the night of the marriage, her cold body and tears in the corner of her eyes after a dystocia.

He regretted self-blame, resented Jiang Liyun, and sending people to torture Jiang Liyun day by day could not offset the hatred in his heart.

It would be better without Jiang Liyun. Without her, he should live a happy life with Wei Young. She is still alive and will smile at him brilliantly. They may also have other children, giving Mo Shen and each child the best care .

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in the sky, the bright moon was hidden in the clouds, and the night became darker.

However, the various beautiful treasures placed in front of the mausoleum illuminate the place brightly without affecting the sight.

The sea of ​​thunder on the clouds was raging, but the holy emperor seemed to be unknown, only the mausoleum in front of him.

"Cang Rui."

The emperor heard someone calling his name, his voice was very soft and soft, and somewhat familiar, but this familiarity seemed to have spanned decades.

His eyes were red and he turned abruptly.

A woman in a water-blue dress stood there gently, with a gentle smile on Guo Se Wushuang’s face, the smile seemed to enter the bottom of her eyes, and deep affection in her jet-black eyes. Ripple like water waves.

"Wei...Weiyang!"

The Emperor's eyes widened, unbelievable.

"Cang Rui, do you see me so excited?"

The woman asked a little shyly, seeming a little surprised and delighted.

The emperor still couldn't believe it, the woman in front of him was as good as he remembered, but he was so old that she was still so young, and the years did not leave a trace on her face.

This familiar person, familiar eyebrows, is exactly the person he wants to see most.

Looking at her, the Saint Emperor burst into tears, she did not change the slightest, she looked at him like this before, only him in her eyes, no one can tolerate it.

However, he turned a blind eye to her, treating her as a heinous and vicious woman and repelling her thousands of miles away.

He regretted his ignorance at that time, and he couldn't even find the woman he loved most by his side.

"Cang Rui, why don't you talk? You...do you hate me?"

Ling Xiao Weiyang took a step back, his clear eyes reddened, and teardrops swirled in his eyes.

"No! I don't! How could I hate you!"

Shengdi quickly explained, at a loss.

"Really? Great! Well, would you write me a poem?"

She immediately turned from crying to smile, the powder on her cheeks, as if she was embarrassed.

The Holy Emperor's eyes widened. These words seemed to be familiar. Back then, when she was about to leave in the sea of ​​secrets, she said this to him, but he couldn't see it at the time.

His heart was cut with remorse, but he put a smile on his face and said to her:

"it is good."

He took out a pen, which was the same brush from that year.

As she remembered, she issued a handkerchief and handed it to him shyly.

So he wrote the poem on this handkerchief.

"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they win but countless in the world."

This poem read word by word in her mouth, and there was joy in her voice. He saw her biting her lip.

The Saint Emperor's heart was even more desolate. Back then, she was so overjoyed in a place he couldn't see, but she didn't show it to him to know.

She carefully dried the writing on the handkerchief, and suddenly said to him:

"If you borrow your brush for a use, I will write my name under this poem. After we go out, I will send someone to give you this handkerchief, and you will know who I am."

"Good." The Holy Emperor heard his own voice say.

Then he saw her smiling so brilliantly, he had never seen her smiling so brilliantly.

Holding a brush, beside his name and seal, she wrote the words "Ling Xiao Weiyang" seriously. After writing, she covered her mouth and laughed a few times, and the laughter in her eyes overflowed. .

She touched his brush with her lips, and then returned it to him.

The Emperor looked at the brush in his hand. He never knew that this brush had been kissed by her, and he never knew that she would laugh so happy.

"Holy Emperor! Why don't you believe me!"

Suddenly, the voice in my ear became louder, and there was a cry in the voice.

He looked up and saw that she was wearing a bright red wedding dress, her skin surpassing snow, like a beautiful peony, but there were tears on her face and sadness in her eyes.

She stopped calling him Cang Rui, she called him Saint Emperor.

"I……"

The emperor found that he couldn't make a sound, he wanted to explain, he wanted to tell her that all this was his fault, even if it was an illusion, he asked her to stay by his side.

Her tears fell like broken beads, she cried so sadly, that voice was the cry that appeared in his dreams countless times.

He wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, and wanted to explain clearly to her, but he couldn't move or make a sound.

It suddenly dawned on him that he couldn't change the things that happened in the past, and the things he did wrong would never go back!

He couldn't regret it, and seeing her tears, his heart seemed to be hollowed out.

She half-kneeled on the ground, looking into the distance, crying less and less, but the sad atmosphere became heavier, she said to herself: "Cang Rui, you never know how much I love you, why do you change your heart?"

Do not! I haven't changed my mind! I have always loved you! I made a mistake!

The emperor wanted to shout loudly, but still couldn't say these words!

"Ah! It hurts! Jinger, go and call the Holy Emperor over, I may not be able to give birth!"