C549 There Is No Moon in the World

From now on, there was no one in the world called Yue Niansheng.

The last sentence on Yue Niansheng's letter was written like this.

He was tired of fighting for the throne between little brothers. When he grew up, how many people he killed for the throne, how much blood he shed for the throne, and how many people he calculated.

How many people had died because of the war? He knew these things better than Lyi Jiazhi.

Under such an opportunity, Yue Niansheng chose to 'die' in King City. This way, his Moon Abyss would not resist because of this.

Since the imperial family had fallen, it didn't matter who they belonged to. They only wanted to live. They wanted to live wherever they went. Moreover, the imperial city was a ruin they saw with their own eyes. Such a weak imperial city... It was also not a place they could stay.

The imperial city that was originally bustling with activity became a dead city in a day.

Just like the first time they met, thousands of strands of hair were scattered all over the place. It was as if his thoughts were seeping into his hair. Even if he lifted them up, they would not be able to comb through the complicated and painful thoughts in his heart.

From this moment on, he had disappeared from the imperial city. No one could see where he had gone.

After Yan Er arranged everything, he vanished as well.

Seventy-seven days had passed. Twenty days had passed. No one saw where Mu Haiyang and Yee Lingsu had gone. It was as if the two of them had disappeared from this world.

The twenty days had been unusually calm. It was so calm that it was scary.

In almost a month's time, the portal was about to close. Mu Haiyang would also die. However, they had completely disappeared from this world, or perhaps they were all recovering their strength, wanting to fight to the death on the last day.

...

Time flowed backwards, to the time before the Heavenly Offering had even begun.

On the White Wall, a man stood in front of the gate with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance. There was also a child standing unsteadily beside him, pulling on his long robe and looking into the distance just like him.

"Xun Er, do you think I should forgive her?"

Li Xun would be able to stand firm, and he wouldn't even be able to speak. However, he seemed to be able to understand Lyi Xuanzhi's words. He snorted a few times and pulled on his long robe.

The wind in White Wall was very strong. It blew Li Xun to the ground.

Even so, Lyi Xuanzhi ignored him and let him fall to the ground. He didn't look at Li Xun, as if he wasn't his child.

He felt as if a knife was twisting in his heart. He coldly muttered to himself, "How many times do you want to lie to this king? Do you think that this king does not know that you are Yici? Do you think that this king is heartless? Do you think that this king has feelings for you because of Yici? Mu Haiyang, why are you treating this king like this? "

The wind had already blurred his eyes, but the tears in his eyes did not fall.

After a long time, he retracted his gaze, carried Li Xun, and walked into Plum Garden.

Xuemei of the Plum Garden had always been very open-minded, and had never interfered with her growth because of anything they had done.

When Lyi Xuanzhi entered Plum Garden, Qing Yuzhuo was still in the pavilion, looking at the chess game as if he had never left. The wet nurse carried Li Xun away, and Lyi Xuanzhi didn't pay any attention to Qing Yuzhuo, who was in the pavilion.

But he said, "This old man performed a divination for Yici. This divination is very fierce."

Lyi Xuanzhi stopped in his tracks and acted as if he did not hear anything.

"Extremely fierce! I'm leaving today, take care of yourself. It was Yici's intention to let you go to the White Wall. In a few days, you will be able to see Ho Yun'er and the others, Xun Er will no longer need to follow you."

As soon as Qing Yuzhuo finished speaking, Lyi Xuanzhi's door was closed.

He sighed slightly and said," Yici, this is the only thing grandpa can help you with. Everything will depend on your luck. "

Qing Yuzhuo had cured Lyi Xuanzhi from the White Wall, but he had been standing in front of the door all day long, staring blankly at the direction of Yue Yuan. No one dared to persuade him, and no one dared to say a few words to him.

The next day, Qing Yuzhuo left.

The day he left was the day of the Heavenly Offering. As if he was riding on a cloud, he stepped into the altar of Yue Yuan from the White Wall.

A few days later, just as Qing Yuzhuo had said, Ho Yun'er brought her son and daughter to the White Wall and had people welcome them.

Of course, Lyi Xuanzhi still knew her, but she looked haggard and not as pretty as before. Seeing them come up, Lyi Xuanzhi still ignored them. He stood in front of the gate and looked into the distance as if it was a routine.

Ho Yun'er was a little surprised at first, "Your Royal Highness?"

Lyi Xuanzhi did not look at her and did not speak, pretending that he had never seen her.

For the next few days, Ho Yun'er looked at him the same way. She did not disturb him and was also worried in her heart. She was worried about Yue Niansheng and even more worried about Mu Haiyang.

Until 20 days later.

Ho Yun'er could not help but walk to the door and said, "Your Highness, do you know that Ms Mu has already disappeared. She had been demonized and the current Yue Yuan had already become ruins. It was she who saved us and sent us here. Why are you still here? You..."

As she spoke, Ho Yun'er actually shed tears. Lyi Xuanzhi had a cold expression on his face. He did not answer her words and did not ask.

In his heart, he thought, Why did she choose to leave me back then? Why did she ask me to look for her today? Wasn't this the result she wanted when I was alive in White Wall and brought Xun-er with me?

After waiting for a long time, Ho Yun'er also did not hear him speak. She walked in front of him, grabbed Lyi Xuanzhi's shirt, and questioned, "What kind of husband are you? Your wife can live for you. She was going to die. She would die in less than a month's time. Why don't you go and find her? Why don't you go and save her? "

At the end, Ho Yun'er slowly let go of his shirt and squatted down. She began to sob and mutter, "She is going to die, she is going to die..."

" She will not die, she just went home... " Leng Mo said.

"She didn't hesitate to become the one who sacrificed herself for you and Li Xun. Lingsu is dead, she's gone. They are all dead, they are all dead... Yue Yuan is also gone, they are all dead! "Ho Yun'er could not control her emotions as she roared out uncontrollably.

" She just went home! "

Lyi Xuanzhi did not care what Ho Yun'er said. He only repeated this sentence. This was what she believed. He wanted to use this sentence to lie to himself for the rest of his life.

Ho Yun'er crazily shouted at him, "She only has one soul left. She can't live anymore. She did not go home. She died!!"

At this time, Lyi Xuanzhi turned his head and said with more excitement than her, "She did not die, she did not! She went home. She went home! She didn't die!"

" No, she's dead! In order to save all of us, she's dead! "

"She's not!"

The two of them roared in front of the gate, so loud that even the children inside were scared to tears.

Yue Xintong walked over and pulled Ho Yun'er up and said with tearful eyes, "Mother, the godmother is not dead. She has returned home. She also promised Xintong to bring Xintong to play but godmother is not dead... Wuwu ~ The godmother is not dead. "

She heard their conversation and walked over to pull Ho Yun'er...

Lyi Xuanzhi's eyes became gentle and said," Xintong be good, your godmother is not dead! She has returned home. "