After leaving the Forbidden City, I immediately arrived at the secret stronghold of Bianhai in the capital, changed into clothes, and left the capital overnight.

When I arrived at the place where the horse was hidden, the horse was alive. I got on the mount as fast as possible. When I shook the reins, the horse immediately neighed and left.

Is it a feeling that I can’t say in my heart happy? It seems that it’s not. It doesn’t seem to say that it’s sad, but it seems that it’s a complicated feeling that cannot be explained clearly.

It's like watching your closest relatives die with your own eyes, wanting to keep them, but you feel powerless.

It also seems that the love is deep, the love is sincere, and the love is dead, but fate makes people feel bad, and lovers cannot get married. They can only watch her leave and send her blessings with tears in their eyes.

Breathing the scorching air in the suburbs of Beijing, I felt like endless fire was burning in my chest, and every breath would bring a strong burning sensation.

It seems that every breath will hurt, and every pain will affect more thoughts and past.

Along the way, I had no energy to care about the horse. I just rely on the old horse to know the way, relying on its still strong and galloping horse hooves, I had already arrived at the place where they were hiding before noon.

I calmed down my feelings and stepped into the yard. Everyone was nervous and alert. If I didn't come back, I was afraid that these people would forcibly break into the Forbidden City and get me, the gentleman who broke into the Dragon Pond alone in anger.

"I'm back, everything goes well." Saying these words took me almost half of my strength, then turned my head and looked at my most loyal and reliable number one capable minister.

Under the treatment of my green energy, Nine Ghosts Masayoshi's condition has improved a lot and can walk down the ground. When he saw me coming back, his eyes turned red and he smiled and said, "Sir, you are back! I'm just worried that if I can't see you, my body will probably be able to avenge you later!"

I laughed, and seemed to calm down a little, and sighed, "All things go well, this situation won't happen."

"Sir! Did you... kill him?" Zhi's voice trembled a little.

In any case, the matter of regicide is not a simple matter. Even the unforgivable king has his own unique honor. Death at the hands of others is enough to be recorded in the endless history.

"He is still alive, but he might as well die." I said calmly, saying it was simple: "At least he can't continue to live as a man, I think that's enough!"

Everyone looked at each other. If Zhu Yijun was really castrated, it would be better to kill him!

It seems that the gentleman really hated Zhu Yijun and was unwilling to kill him with one knife to give him some pleasure, so he chose this way to make him live worse than death! Living in pain all his life.

But, am I really happy to punish him like this? I am not sure! I don’t know! I don’t want to think about it!

"Let's go! Let's leave!" I sighed, "Never come back! Never come back...unless..."

My eyes were very complicated, but I didn't finish the second half.

Unless the Ming Dynasty is dead and the Qing Dynasty has already taken office, I will naturally be able to travel to and from the Ming Dynasty at will, but... is that still the place I want to come back?

My heart was as numb as my heart was so painful. Almost just a thought brought my whole body back to the feeling that I couldn't get out of.

I don’t know whether I am right or wrong in doing this, but I know deeply that I really don’t have the ability to change all this, and I really want to change all this!

If Zhu Yijun could listen to me, or was not so narrow-minded, even if he could change slightly compared to his stupidity in history, even if it was a little bit, then maybe... maybe the history this time would be different.

But if after all, just if, if all these ifs count, then everything in the world will completely change.

Now, everything is still back on the right track of history. I, Sun Qilan, have a pretentious attitude and say that I know five hundred years ago and five hundred years ago. But in the face of the vast history, I am just a drop of water in the sea, or an outsider who is not accepted by society.

Although I wanted to be the butterfly in the Amazon River Basin, I tried my best to flap my wings and create a dazzling and brilliant storm, history is like an invisible big hand. Unconsciously, it turned everything back on its original track, making me unable to do anything except lament the strength of fate.

He could only watch him show his power, but had no ability to resist.

Even if I know what is right, what is wrong, what is cause, and what is the result, so what?

The footsteps of history are like giants. With a light step, I have passed half of my life's struggle.

Forget it! Forget it! Forget it! In life, three points depend on doing and three points depend on touching. The remaining one hundred and forty-four points can only be left to fate.

People don’t fight with fate. Some things are destined from the beginning. No matter how hard I struggle, I can’t escape the rules or fate.

Instead of sighing, it is better to see through it as soon as possible and let him go...

On the way to the future, I felt extremely depressed. Although I was revenge, I didn’t feel any pleasure at all.

If I had a choice, how good I hope that all this was just a dream, everything about the owner has never happened before!

If life can be formatted... but I still can't bear to let it go. After all, besides pain, I still have so many people who need to cherish and love. How can I let them down?

There are so many precious, cherished, and unforgettable memories, how can you bear to let them disappear?

If I had a choice, I would rather die completely when I was shot in the previous life than in this life. Without love, there will be no hatred, and there will be no such unstoppable love, hate and love that will be chaotic!

I rode on the horse, wandering around. In a daze, I had already put on a caravan with the team and rushed to the port of Tianjin Wei at full speed.

We still have time because before I left Zhu Yijun, I specially gave him some sweating pills, which were enough for him to sleep for two days and two nights.

When he wakes up, we have already gone out from Tianjin Wei to sea and will never suffer this injustice or grievance again!

Yuan, Lan and Huamei were waiting for us in Tianjin Wei, and the fleet also docked in the waters near Tianjin Wei. After arriving, they went out to sea immediately, and all this was completely over.

Yes, it's over!

Completely, ended...

I left gently, just as I came gently. I waved my sleeves without taking away a cloud.

Suddenly I remembered that I first came to this world. When I woke up, I was confused. When I saw Yanzhu, I saw my uncle, and the mood of this hot Ming Dynasty, I remembered the countless days and nights that I fought for, the Great Wall of Juyongguan, the cold nights of Guangningwei, the love, hatred and affection in the capital, the iron and blood galloping outside the pass, and even more, I remembered countless people who have been here, left, and have been farewell forever.

Suddenly, I felt a strong loneliness, as if I was the only one left in this world, facing this endless darkness alone.

I sigh, I hate, I love, I am sad, I am angry, I suffer, I laugh.

I did what I promised. But what did I get?

It is said that life is only fifty years, and the days of the past are like dreams. How can anyone in the world live forever?

It is also said that it is a period of glory and a glass of wine, and it is sleeping for 49 years. Life and death are not known, everything is just like a dream.

Life is a one-way line. Only by walking through it can you know the road behind you. But the future is still dark. I don’t know where I will go, where I will stop, and how high I can fly to.

Deep fatigue, like a tide coming, oppressing me without any gaps, made me feel difficult to breathe, and even felt difficult every breath.

Life is like a play, we get together because of fate. But one day, when the song ends and people part, will we still be alone?

Is fate keen on the bitterness of the people? Is fate so happy that it is necessary to make people happy?

I don't know, I can't see through, and I can't figure it out.

When I met Yuan, Lan, and Huamei, who had fainted from crying in the cabin several times, I finally couldn't help but cry.

Kneeling in front of my father-in-law's coffin, I kowtowed nine times. After kowtow, I pressed my forehead deep against the ground, unwilling to get up.

If possible, please let me bear all this, at least let the person I love not be so sad.

I silently felt the blood slowly rushing to my head, making me even more confused and drowsy.

When they pulled me up from the ground and hugged me tightly, I was left with a low murmur: "Don't leave me! Never leave me! Never leave me!"

The hug is tighter, almost making me unable to breathe, but it makes me feel extremely at ease and happiness.

Just like a small boat wandering outside, I finally found a warm and warm harbor. The lonely soul finally has its own home. I will never walk alone in the darkness alone, and I will never look back suddenly, but still a shadow of the three.

The ship drove away, gradually moving away from Tianjin Guards and the Ming Dynasty territory that I was determined to guard.

I knelt heavily on the deck, my eyes filled with tears, and I bowed heavily to the direction of the land!

The morning rain in Weicheng is light dust, and the green willows in the guest house are fresh.

I advise you to have a glass of wine, and you will have no friends when you go west to Yangguan.

But if we parted forever, it is difficult to meet again. How can the sorrow and suffering in my heart be relieved by a mere glass of wine!

This time, it is a farewell forever. This part is a lifetime. I want to repair the sky with just one hand, but I can’t bear this time. I am sad and miserable.

Looking at the endless mountains and rivers of the motherland and the green scene of the Ming Dynasty, I couldn't help but shout at the coastline: "Ming Dynasty! Take care! Take care!"

For a moment, only a poem flashed in my heart:

We will struggle all our lives and be a human being for two lives. When we return to the Ming Dynasty, we must be ourselves seriously.

The mountains of Wanli and the water of Wanli cannot accommodate the unyielding and unrestrained soul.

I pulled out the knife and took it back. Who understands my uneasy feelings?

Who will you remember, who will you forget, and who will raise your glasses to the moon at the ends of the world and who can get drunk together?

Endless love and hate, suffering and joy, joy and sorrow will all end at this moment.

All memories of the Ming Dynasty should be drawn with a rest at this time! Let it become a mark on my chest, and I will engrave its name deeply:

The sea of ​​Ming Dynasty.

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Chapter completed!