The cold and dark palace is filled with wine.

If it weren't for the Gong Yu decoration here, Mu Jinghong would have mistakenly thought that he had entered a restaurant.

The door of the inner hall creaked open, and the subordinates guarding the hall gate bowed silently to Mu Jinghong, and then all retreated.

Chu Qi stood at the entrance of the hall and did not go in with her.

Mu Jinghong stood inside the door and looked inside. The windows on all sides were locked to death. His vision was very dark. A jar of wine rolled out from the corner, and some water stains were also brought out. A strong smell of alcohol came to his nose. Mu Jinghong couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.

Walking along the corner where you rolled out of the jar, you first saw a slender leg, another hand that was curled with distinct joints, and half-holding the jar with the right hand.

Hua Xieying poured wine into his throat without any emotion, and the choking wine numbed his feelings.

The ink hair in the crown was half scattered on his shoulders, his clothes were a little messy, and he also emitted a strange smell.

It's a mixture of blood and wine.

From the time of returning, except for cremating Hua Shanyang, he did not move a little longer.

At the wine table was a new tablet and a grey can, which contained Hua Shanyang's ashes.

It seemed that he did not notice Mu Jinghong's arrival, and he was still drinking the strong wine in his hand in big mouthfuls.

He couldn't get drunk, and he became more and more awake as he drank.

Those scenes are still deeply imprinted in my mind and cannot be waving them away.

Mu Jinghong walked to the window and opened it. The orange-yellow light outside shone in. The dark space was filled with warm light. Due to the changes in people's emotions, the sunset under the palace wall was not very beautiful.

Hua Xieying narrowed her eyes and looked at the blood-red sunset.

The nearly bloody sunlight reminded him of the blood flowing down by his father, so dazzling and uncomfortable.

"The flowers fade, do you want to be so decadent?"

The beautiful figure standing by the window turned around, looking at the sad shadow of the flowers that were burning with wine, and asked in a calm voice.

But she did not receive Hua Xieying's response.

"No matter what, we all have to live. Lord Hua makes you live, not letting you live half-deadly."

She couldn't help but walk over and raised her hand to hold the wine jar that he was raising up.

This little strength is nothing to Hua Xieying. The wine jar was not suppressed by her at all, and it still drank it happily.

"The flowers fade shadows."

Mu Jinghong held his hand in a cold hand and stared at him.

The flower sheds its shadow opens, and doesn't even look at her at all, treating her as nothing.

Mu Jinghong pursed his lips and stood there watching him drink several big gulps. The afterglow sprinkled on his face, and a faint redness appeared.

His eyes were slightly narrowed by the sunset light, and the smell of alcohol made him feel a strong sense of decadence.

Mu Jinghong said hoarsely: "If you still want to bring Lord Hua back to Kyoto City, cheer up. Even if you want to seek revenge on Duanmu family, you must stand up again."

Hua Xieying coughed heavily by the strong wine, making the hall look so quiet that it was particularly empty and lonely.

"The flowers fade!"

Mu Jinghong has lost his patience.

Hua Xieying didn't say anything, and she didn't even want to give it to others at a glance, like a cold dead body.

The huge palace is still as quiet as water.

Mu Jinghong is a good thing, so I can only watch it.

"If you want to continue to fall, you will follow you," Mu Jinghong turned around and was about to leave.

"If I kill them, you will stand in front."

His voice was hoarse, and the breath he exhaled was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

He just asked, but didn't look at her.

Mu Jinghong turned around, "I can't watch them being killed."

Hua Xieying laughed and said with a strong sarcasm, "When can you stop your body like this? If the Duanmu family wants to kill King Qi, what do you think?"

"I won't let this happen."

Another mocking smile came out, "Mu Jinghong, you can't do anything. If one day you stand in front, I will kill you without hesitation."

Hua Xieying's eyes suddenly became sharp and he narrowed his eyes and stared at her.

Mu Jinghong faced his deep gaze and said, "I can understand that Lord Xiaohua wants to be my enemy, and I will not take a step back."

Hua Xieying looked up at her slightly, with a sad and sarcastic smile on her lips, "You Mu Jinghong must hold everything in your hand, but there are some things that you Mu Jinghong can't control. Even if you can do everything, you will not be able to change."

"Another day, it is a huge price to be borne in exchange for it. It is not irreversible, but just grasping the opportunity, which can also turn the world around, but it is too difficult to seize such an opportunity."

"Just like Duanmu Zunyue, who was like self-destructing her life and having to bring back the hope of Chu Yu, the final outcome was also seen by Lord Xiaohua," Mu Jinghong slowly approached a little, looking at him with clear eyes.

Hua Xieying looked at her blankly for a while, laughing out loud, and there was still a faint sarcasm in her smile.

However, he couldn't speak.

He was not qualified to blame Mu Jinghong. She had already reminded herself that he just didn't believe in life.

It was him who killed his father, and this was where he could not forgive himself.

"I can't help you," Mu Jinghong said truthfully, "I don't want to die yet."

It is because of her bond that she did not do impulsive things, thus saving the child in her womb.

If you force yourself to turn the world a few days ago, it will not only reduce your lifespan, but also include the child in your belly.

Hua Xieying smiled bitterly, "I understand."

"The flowers fade, I..."

"Congratulations to Princess Qi," Hua Xieying tilted her head and looked at her flat abdomen with a faint smile.

Mu Jinghong's eyes were slightly dark, "Cake up. Even if Lord Hua is gone, you should live back to Northern Tang."

Hua Xieying looked at her deeply and hadn't spoken for a long time.

The palace gate was pushed open with one hand, and a moon-white figure stood quietly in the backlight, and his eyes were on the two of them.

Mu Jinghong knew that Chu Ji could not wait any longer, so he nodded slightly to Hua Xieying and turned to leave the hall.

"Thanks."

Hua Xieying's hoarse voice came from behind, and the wine in the wine jar shook gently and made some noises.

Mu Jinghong paused for a moment, did not stop any longer, and stepped out of the hall gate.

Chu Qi held her hand and found that it was a little colder than when he went in just now. His brows were frowning tightly, "What did you say to him? Why are your hands so cold?"

Looking at Chu Qi who was rubbing his hands, the light in Mu Jinghong's eyes softened, "Chu Qi."

"Um?"

Mu Jinghong rarely called him that. Chu Qi held her hand and raised his eyes.

"We will return to Beitang safely," she raised her eyes and looked into the distance.

That's the direction of home.

Chu Qi looked at her quietly for a while and nodded solemnly, "I will take Ah Hong back!"

"Thanks."

"What did Ah Hong say to Hua Xieying? Why did he suddenly become emotional?"

"Chu Qi, I don't want anyone to die. Isn't it good to live my own life quietly? Why do you have to get to this point?" Mu Jinghong didn't understand why things turned out to be like this today.

Chu Qi tightly held her tenderness, "Ah Hong should see it better than us. Why did he ask such a stupid question? The desire for power overrides everything, and as long as there is a fight, there will be blood. We are just chess pieces standing on the chessboard. The cycle of all things in the world is destined. Even wild beasts bite their kind for one bite, let alone us humans."

"Yes, I'm confused. The desire for power is one of the spiritual dependences of human beings. If everyone can hold an ordinary heart, this world will not be considered the world on earth."

The scene of all things being in a quiet and harmonious way has never existed for tens of millions of years.

Maybe it was once, but it was too short.

Because it is so beautiful, so many people yearn for it.

But not everyone yearns for such peace.

They had such a big disturbance here, and the Emperor of Dongqi must have to find faults in the Northern Tang Dynasty when dealing with this matter. Hua Shanyang suddenly died, Hua Xieying numbed himself with alcohol. In the end, only Chu Qi could do these solutions.

Mu Jinghong's eyes returned to clear light, but then he had to carefully protect the child in his belly.

Before leaving Dongqi, she had to deal with it very carefully.

Today I advised the flowers to see if they are effective, so I will wait and see.

"Prince, General Wu of Dongqi Kingdom is already outside," Song Yanlin walked in quickly and said in a deep voice.

Chu Qi looked at Mu Jinghong beside him.

"Go to go, your prince."
To be continued...