The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

He is between reality and illusion, watching the thousand-year dynasty gradually decline until it perishes.

He clearly remembered how she refused to practice martial arts a few years ago, wrinkled her face and said that she was afraid of sweating and wanted to be lazy.

But practicing martial arts is not a must, and no one will say anything to her if she refuses, no matter what the reason is for refusing.

But now, the girl in the courtyard struggled to hold the sword. Her wrist was not strong. How could a novice from scratch hold the iron sword? .

Even if you can't hold the sword firmly, let alone swing it, if you face the enemy seriously, you will be shot down immediately.

But she still holds the long sword and lifts it upright every day to practice her wrist and arm strength. This is just a small part of daily martial arts practice.

The girl who once rejected martial arts and liked to be lazy, is now extremely serious, and seems to be eager to acquire knowledge in this area.

Her relatives concealed something from her, and she didn't want her to worry too much about it. However, the atmosphere in the palace and the unusual behavior of her relatives in the past, how could she not feel confused and flustered.

They didn't want her to know the cruel and cold facts, but this kind of unknown panic made her feel even more uneasy.

She can only use her own way, she wants to contribute, and she doesn't want to be a burden that drags them down.

Every day, Rong Qing silently stayed by her side, watching her sword become more and more stable, which can be regarded as some progress. Her hands were originally soft and delicate, but they were covered with thin calluses. , The cocoon was worn out and bled.

Day after day, in such a tense and frozen atmosphere, a year passed.

The moonlight was smeared with blood, and Luo Ci was woken up by the second prince in the middle of the night. His expression was anxious, and he was no longer as calm as before. He held her wrist tightly and said in a low voice, "Follow me!"

In the night, she was pulled by the wrist, almost being led to keep up with the pace of the second prince, staggering. The figures of the two walked through the splendid palace, avoiding everyone's eyeliner, as if someone was chasing after them.

She bit her lip tightly, her heart kept falling, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

Until he brought her into a hidden secret passage, the second prince let her hide in, explained the matter as clearly as possible, and prepared to leave after speaking.

Luo Ci held his sleeve with his backhand, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and her voice trembled slightly, "Second brother... how about you?"

The second prince did not turn around. In the slightly dark passage, he could only roughly see his figure and some clothes. Take it."

"If you find that the situation is wrong, remember not to make a sound and keep walking inside."

The light was very weak, and it was almost impossible to see the other person's expression clearly. She didn't understand anything, her voice seemed to be choked, and her throat hurt, "...Okay."

She can't ask to be together willfully, her ability is nothing more than a hindrance, how can it be possible with only that year of practice.

She silently watched the figure leave and closed the passage.

The slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and the tears that were full of tears finally fell, like crystal broken beads, falling down in twos and threes.

She suddenly understood that there are many things in this world that are not as expected, even if she has the courage to break the boat, she still has to consider many factors.

She had the courage to face even death together, but she lost to brother Huang and their hope that she would survive.

As long as she was with them, they would never be able to concentrate on coping, and her life was not just their own.

After the entrance to the passage was closed, there was almost no light. She held the luminous pearl that the emperor brother had given her, and pressed the other hand on the hilt of the sword, silently waiting for someone who might not come at all.

And the result that didn't come...

She blinked her eyelashes slowly, her eyes were a little absent-minded and scattered.

The girl sat alone on the cold ground, wrapping her knees around her knees. The light from the night pearl illuminated her face, she was pale and fragile, and the sword on the side also reflected a bit of sharp cold light through the night pearl.

She subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, hoping to gain some comfort and a sense of security.

After sitting stiffly for an unknown amount of time, she heard footsteps coming from the entrance, hurriedly and a little messy, she clenched her sword tightly, and slowly stood up while leaning against the wall, without making a sound.

She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the sound of footsteps disappeared for a long time and the surroundings became quiet again.

Luo Ci lowered her head and looked at Ye Mingzhu. She didn't want to sit still and wait for death. There would be nothing left to wait for.

No turning point, no change, no hope.

Holding the long sword, she walked towards the inside of the passage step by step. She was not sure where the exit would be, but the final destination was the same.

She wants to go back.

The secret passage is very long, and with the help of the night pearl to light up the road ahead, it is like walking through this life. She can only see a small section of the road ahead through the night pearl, and more roads are still in darkness and full of unknowns.

No matter what lies ahead, she can only face it alone and make a choice with a clear conscience.

Solitary and determined.

She couldn't survive alone in the secret passage, and she couldn't ignore the fact that her father and the others were likely to encounter accidents.

Even die.

She didn't know that across time and space, across the boundary between reality and illusion, someone was watching all this silently, and he couldn't stop it, and couldn't intervene.

How he didn't know what the consequences of her behavior would be.

Just because he knew, and because he had seen her make up her mind to be with her parents and elder brothers whether they survived or not, his heart ached and his heart broke.

For her at this moment, standing out against the enemy doesn't seem to be such a terrible thing. Compared with being alone for the rest of her life, she has to remain anonymous for the rest of her life, licking the pain of losing a loved one day and night, and regretting and blaming herself for the rest of her life. Not a bad ending.

Luo Ci didn't know how long it had been, nor did she know what was going on outside, but only relying on her thoughts, she reached the exit.

The exit was under the bed of a small house outside the west city gate. She crawled out silently, holding a long sword in her hand, and rushed towards the sound of killing.

Walking on the road, she heard the voices of passers-by.

"Fortunately, those soldiers didn't kill everyone they saw, they only killed the royal family. As long as we don't resist, we can still live here in the future."

"do not talk."

"Why can't you say it? If you really feel ashamed, why do you watch those guards who protected you get stabbed to death and choose to become the new king?"

"..."

They have lived in this territory called the Great Yan Dynasty for generations, but they easily abandon their identity as the people of Great Yan and can become citizens of other countries at any time.

Not long ago, the guards who resisted the invasion of foreign enemies and protected them with their lives seemed like a joke.