The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

She frowned laboriously, her clear eyes were as pure as ever, there were many words flashing through her mind, but she couldn't say anything.

There seemed to be a very light sigh overflowing from the lips.

The slender eyelashes blinked dully, like a butterfly flapping its wings for the last time in this life, "I... miss you."

After saying this, a lot of bright red blood suddenly overflowed from his mouth, his chest trembled violently, and his consciousness was withdrawn little by little until he lost the last bit of strength, his eyes closed gently, and his hands fell down weakly.

Before she died, she thought of her mother and concubine, the adoptive mother who sacrificed for her, and the adoptive father who was willing to go to hell together for love.

She thought she would never drag anyone down again.

Yu Li's dark eyes were fixed on the dark color of reality, his expression was a little numb, his fingers subconsciously held her body tightly, he clenched his teeth, his thin lips were already pale, his facial muscles were tense, his coldness was almost cruel.

But at this moment, Yunxi's body was glowing with moonlight, her arrow feathers were obliterated to pieces by some force, the wounds on her body gradually healed, and the red wedding dress was outlined more delicately and beautifully by the moonlight.

Bai Mang wrapped the two of them, Yu Li found that unknown energy poured into his body, and a soft air flow flowed in his body, as if the meridians of the whole body were opened up, and his martial arts greatly increased.

It's just that the girl in her arms will never wake up again.

He lowered his head and hugged her still warm body tightly. The young man's voice was low and full of deep pain, "Is it you?"

And everyone around him put down their weapons and looked at Yun Xi in his arms in shock.

Only the people of the Yun tribe have silver hair, just like Concubine Yun who passed away in the palace back then.

Yu Li's dark pupils stared at her motionlessly, not willing to blink at all, and there was a sporadic hope hidden deep in the pupils.

Maybe... there will be a miracle?

Maybe she would open her eyes to look at him again?

Isn't the Yun family the most mysterious race?

Yun Xi's complexion was rosy, and the red wedding dress was clean and tidy. All the arrow feathers and blood stains from before had disappeared, and there was no damage on the wedding dress, as if she hadn't been hit by an arrow at all, but had just fallen asleep.

But what brought him was a deeper abyss.

The weight in his arms became dispensable, and he watched her disappear into nothingness, leaving him only the red wedding dress that was obviously different from before.

Even his last thought was taken away.

Yu Li couldn't describe the feeling at that time.

It was like being immersed in icy water, the chill penetrated deep into the bone marrow, bringing pain like gnawing. When he was numb from the pain, he saw sporadic flames. He thought he could be saved, but the flames did not bring him The slightest warmth, on the contrary, froze the blood in his whole body, and he would never be able to free himself from it.

After all, the imperial power is supreme. When they saw Yunxi's silver hair, everyone recognized her identity. She is the last member of the Yun clan in the world, and she is also the princess whom the emperor ordered people to look for for a long time.

Put down the sword, and even those chasing soldiers have already dealt with the person who shot in the back. They don't know how to face the emperor when they go back. The princess is dead, and they can't survive.

A confrontation ended with the reveal of Yunxi's identity.

Holding the red wedding dress in his arms, Yu Li slowly returned to the house. He didn't dare to use force for fear of breaking the only thing she left in the world.

After one night, he came out, his voice was very weak, "Take me back to Beijing."

The generals were reluctant, after all, it would be tantamount to throwing themselves into a trap, but there were so many people on the other side, they couldn't resist, and they had to protect the prince, so they had to go to Beijing together.

There was no concealment on this journey, and he was directly summoned to the palace. The emperor stared coldly at the leader of the guards kneeling on the ground, as well as the generals left behind by Prince Yu, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the princess?"

The leader of the guards lowered his head and knelt on the ground silently, "A subordinate wanted to sneak up on the prince on his own initiative, but was blocked by the princess, on the spot—"

"Death without treatment."

The emperor's eyes were gloomy and gloomy, filled with overwhelming anger, "How dare you come back alive?"

He glanced at Yu Li who was standing there.

Yu Li held a square wooden box in his arms, with a dull expression, his slender figure was somewhat thin, his face was pale, his slender eyelashes did not blink, his eyes fell into the empty space, his pupils were slightly loose and unfocused.

The emperor's forehead was bulging with blue veins, his eyes were gloomy, "Xi'er is dead, why are you still alive? Why don't you die?"

After a long while, Yu Li raised his head slowly, and he hadn't spoken for many days, his voice was a little difficult, "Because they haven't died yet."

The culprit who made her wander outside for so many years is not dead yet.

He knew that these people just wanted to arrest him and had no intention of killing him, but there were a few chess pieces that did not belong to the emperor.

The emperor stared at him coldly for a few seconds, looked at the box in his arms, and ordered in a cold tone, "Show the box up."

Yu Li remained motionless, without any reaction.

An eunuch wanted to snatch it from him right away, his black eyes were condensed into almost substantial darkness, and there was a dark red in the depths of the pupils, faintly showing signs of madness, but the previous air current still existed, warm and nourishing. Touching his meridians, he swung his palm and knocked the eunuch back heavily.

The head of the guards and the guards at the door quickly pointed their swords at him.

Yu Li's eyes completely ignored the coldness of the long sword on his neck, and he looked straight at the high-ranking emperor, and said in a very stubborn voice, "This is what she left for me."

This made the emperor have nowhere to display all his killing intent on him, pain and sorrow filled his always unfathomable eyes, "What did she leave you?"

Yu Li looked down at the box without saying a word.

The head of the guards answered for him, "It's a very beautiful red wedding dress."

It is more than beautiful to describe, that night, the moonlight wove patterns instead of needlework, and there were many cloud patterns on the red wedding dress, which was so delicate that it was not like a mortal thing.

The emperor's pupils trembled violently, he closed them, and finally let Yu Li go, he asked people to bring up those generals who were tied up and knelt on the ground, the emperor asked, "I'm going to execute those who were there that night Everyone, if you intercede for them, I can spare their lives."

Yu Li raised his eyes slowly, and glanced at those generals with a very light gaze. Their eyes were earnest and full of hope.

They believed that the prince would intercede for them.

He withdrew his gaze, without any fluctuation in his tone, "It's all up to His Majesty."

The general's face was terribly pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The leading general looked at Yu Li, as if he wanted to get a reason, but what he got was his extremely cold eyes. The dark eyes seemed to be emotionless, but deep down there was hatred for all of them.

If it wasn't for them, he and Xi'er would have been fine all the time, how could they be separated and never see each other?

And they wanted to use her to threaten themselves at the beginning and make him compromise. How could he intercede for them?