"So, what is your purpose for saying this? Is there any difference between Wang Yinchuan and Wang Yinchuan?" Xue Pinggui asked.

The voice was quite helpless, saying, "Of course! You have fought with her for so long, how has it been that you have not been completely defeated? You still have one last chance. If you can't succeed this time, then in the future, you will

You can only be a defeated general forever. You also know how much Wang Yinchuan hates you. If she wins in the future, you should also know what will happen to you."

After the light group finished speaking, Xue Pinggui frowned, "What on earth are you talking about?"

He knew that Wang Yinchuan was very capable. He and Wang Yinchuan were now on the same level, so he was not surprised that Wang Yinchuan had murderous intentions towards him. Not to mention Wang Yinchuan, he had thought countless times about how he would destroy Wang Yinchuan after he became the emperor.

Eight yuan. But what was this ball of light saying? He didn't figure it out.

The old emperor is terminally ill. Now, he can only sit on the throne after the emperor flies to Hexi. This is almost a matter of course, because the old emperor has no children who can succeed him, and he is the only one who can do the job.

Xue Pinggui originally thought that he was sure of victory, but now, after hearing Guangtuan's words, he didn't understand.

What's the meaning?

What do you mean this is your last chance?

When Guangtuan saw Xue Pinggui's doubtful eyes, he hated that iron could not become steel.

However, Guangtuan already knew about Wang Yinchuan's visit to the True God, so naturally he knew everything. However, Xue Pinggui didn't know it at all. He was completely kept in the dark. Thinking of this, Guangtuan felt less irritated, "

Let me tell you this, she made a bet with Heaven. If she can change her destiny this time, in the future, the fate of Heaven in this world will be biased towards her, and you, as an outcast, will be like fish on the chopping board from now on.

Let her do whatever she wants."

Xue Pinggui was dubious.

If Wei Ting were here at this moment, he would be able to tell at a glance that the light group at this moment is very familiar. It is clearly the one who forced Wang Yinchuan to go through the plot after his death and was punished by the true god.

He looked at the ball of light with some suspicion.

Having said this, and what Guangtuan said just now, Xue Pinggui also understood something in his heart.

The ball of light knew from his expression that he didn't understand at all.

They had been separated for too long, not just the few months when he went to the border, but spanned two lifetimes, separated by life and death, and so long, they finally met each other.

There was a faint red color lingering around the light group, which was very ominous, exuding evil like a pool of blood, but Xue Pinggui seemed not to notice. And just after he agreed, a flash of blood red secretly flashed in his eyes,

It is exactly the same color as the light group.

These words are as far away as the horizon. They are not things he usually comes into contact with. The most common things he comes into contact with are court battles. Before the flowers and under the moon, he has never been exposed to what Guangtuan said. It is like a brand new

world.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to be pessimistic or angry.

"No, don't come here yet," Wei Ting's voice was a little hoarse, like the howling wind outside, "I'm too cold, it will chill you." He said, taking off his cold armor, and underneath was a piece of armor.

Thin cotton coat.

Wang Yinchuan stood up.

He didn't know whether to believe what he said. What it said was so mysterious that he couldn't figure it out for a while.

She didn't expect that Wei Ting would come back suddenly. According to the news about his master's return to the court, it would have to wait at least half a month, but Wei Ting came so far in advance. She really didn't expect that, after seeing Wei Ting

When I saw the expression on my face, my confusion all turned into peace of mind.

He looked at Wang Yinchuan, his eyes filled with strong love, fondness, cherishment, and many emotions that Wang Yinchuan could not understand. Then, he suddenly smiled at Wang Yinchuan.

The ground was so muddy that it could easily get wet on the skirt.

Wei Ting took off his cold iron armor and went to the stove to bake it again. The coldness around his body gradually dissipated.

This horse crossed the remote desert, crossed the vast grassland, mountains and rivers, galloped from the scorching sun-shine frontier to the vast night sky, and finally arrived in the city of Chang'an with the sound of bangs.

At the same time, Xue Pinggui's expression began to become weird and a little distorted. Although his eyes were still a little crazy, they were more evil.

The red light group flickered for a moment, and then penetrated into Xue Pinggui's body. After a burst of light, the two people gradually merged into one.

The night was as cool as water, and Chang'an became cold. At night, snow mixed with rain fell, and the sound of rustling covered the entire turbulent city of Chang'an.

In the bedroom of the main house of the Wei Mansion, Wang Yinchuan was a little insomniac. She was lying on the imperial concubine's couch with a book in her hand, and the lights were bright. Her eyes were dull and she was thinking about something, and she did not close her eyes until midnight.

"You just need to know that this is the last battle between you and Wang Yinchuan. Only one person can win in the end, and the bet is your throne."

The once smart son of heaven has now become like this. He should obviously enjoy the prosperity of the world and want to be rich and powerful. However, now, he has ended up like this. The light group has almost faded away when he sees that he is in danger.

Unclear purple breath, he sighed.

But at this moment, suddenly, a small sound came from the window. Wang Yinchuan, who was immersed in his own thoughts, did not hear it until the window was suddenly opened, and the cold wind rushed in, creating a biting chill.

Wang Yinchuan was obedient and did not come forward.

She herself never imagined that she missed him so much.

He nodded, seeming to understand.

The man in front of him still wore his military uniform and was sleeping in the open air. He had green stubble on his chin and his eyes were a little red.

At night, the sound of horse hooves clattering resounded on the official road outside Chang'an City. The red tasseled spear head in the hands of the young general dressed in black iron was floating in the wind. It was the only bright color in the night. Horse hooves were pounding all night long.

She frowned slightly, as if feeling something in her heart, she looked over there.

During this time, neither person spoke.

Until Wei Ting finally warmed himself up and hugged Wang Yinchuan.

It seemed that after a few months, his shoulders became stronger and his chest became harder, like an airtight wall with a warm body temperature. For some reason, Wang Yinchuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart even though it was the day they met.

Wei Ting's voice came from above his head, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Madam, are you doing well in the house?"

"In the past few months, you have been worried and scared for me."

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