488 After Your Death (2/2)

Ning Que said, ”But I want you to die.”

No one wanted to die.

Most people died unnaturally, because others wanted them to die.

Xia Hou did not want to die, he still wanted to be alive and enjoy the honor and power he used to have.

But Ning Que wanted him to die. He had been thinking about it for fifteen years, during which every day was as long as a year for him.

And Xia Hou died.

Xia Hou fell backwards, his body dispersing the vapor away. With a splash, he dropped into the lake.

The surface of the chilly lake was boiling because of Haotian Divine Light. It looked like the hot spring in the valley in Yan, or a large bowl of soup.

Xia Hou's body was floating in the boiling lake. His eyes were wide open, his bloody face was full of confusion and unwillingness and his thin sallow cheeks gradually turned to a red color.

Many years ago, at the military camp at the foot of the Min Mountain, the former saintess Murong Linshuang shocked the world with her dance Tian Mo Qu. All the powerhouses from the West-Hill Divine Palace gathered there and the war in the valley was terrifying. Xia Hou did not hesitate to kill her by boiling her in the water, after that he had betrayed the Devil's Doctrine and joined Haotian Taoism.

That was a turning point in Xia Hou's life, but he would never have thought that one day he would be boiled like that woman.

If the Heaven's Way really existed, maybe this was what a circulation was like.

Xia Hou's dead body was still moving in the boiling water. Ning Que said suddenly, ”Who said that we can only eat mutton giblets soup at the Winter Solstice Festival? Who said that a spear without a spearhead can never kill someone?”

This was what he said to Ye Hongyu when they were eating lamb soup in the autumn. Ye Hongyu could see what the first sentence meant, but she couldn't understand the second one.

Today was the Winter Solstice Festival and it was the right time for mutton giblets soup. The damp vapor above the lake made it look like a large bowl of soup or the bathing room in the yard of the House of Red Sleeves, where Ning Que first killed someone for the revenge. He was the censor Zhang Yiqi.

Ning Que felt very warm, peaceful and relaxed. He felt like he had just finished a bath and every pore on his skin was open. And after that, he had also eaten a large bowl of mutton giblets soup with tofu sauce and coriander.

”Who said that the son of a guard cannot avenge? And who said a person at Seethrough State cannot cross the barrier of states to kill a person at Knowing Destiny State?”

He turned around and walked towards the southern bank of Yanming Lake. He raised his arm to wipe his face, and his face especially his eyes became very red. No one knew whether he was wiping away his tears or the dust on his face.

Sangsang already climbed down the cliff and went to the snowy lake. Her skinny body was already very weak now, but she still needed to carry the big black umbrella and the heavy arrow box. It was very difficult for her.

Seeing the figure in the front, both of them quickened their pace. Looking at the familiar face, they felt so many complicated emotions and neither of them knew what to say.

Without saying anything, Ning Que held Sangsang in his arms. He was hugging her so tight that their faces were pressed together and twisted a little. There was still the trace of tears on their face and it looked a little funny.

Ning Que's face was a little red and hot. Sangsang's face was pale and cold. When they pressed their faces together, it was comfortable and peaceful for both of them.

On the western bank of the lake, Chen Pipi loosened his hold and patted on the railing where his hand had left some blood stain. He worried too much when watching Ning Que fighting that he had hurt himself.

Tang Xiaotang peered at the green figure on the other end of the bridge and held Chen Pipi's hands. They walked down the bridge and towards the two who were hugging on the lake.

Ye Hongyu was standing on the wooden bridge. She looked at the direction of the lake expressionlessly and closed her eyes. It seemed like she was thinking about something and her brows were furrowed slightly.

In the snow palace in the Imperial Palace, The empress stood next to the door blankly.

Her beautiful face was full of tears. The emperor hugged her from the back to comfort her. But the tears in her eyes became more and more and she struggled to free herself from his hug.

The emperor held her tightly, so no matter how hard she tried, she still could not escape from his hug, but of course it was not because she was too sad or too weak. She turned around to hug him back and cried in his arms silently. The clothes on his chest were soon wet.

In the snow pavilion out of the palace, the Nation Master Li Qingshan looked at the direction of Yanming Lake in a complicated expression. Master Huang Yang removed his hand from the bell and the sound of the bell gradually stopped.

The whole Chang'an City was quiet.

The whole world was quiet.

In the Winter Forest on the eastern bank of the Yanming Lake, the sound of cicadas was sounded again. It was shrill but so joyful.