[Yinyu] Spring water surrounds Biancheng.

Chapter 1

The enemy army besieged the city, ran out of ammunition and food;

Southern Tang is about to perish.

The maids and eunuchs were in a hurry, some died, some fled, the army was chaotic, each packed up his belongings and found another way.

His singers and concubines hid in the most inconspicuous palace in the palace, trembling, and even weeping was a slight sob.

What fate will they suffer?

What fate will he suffer?

Li Yu closed his eyes, he didn't dare to think.

He was still sitting on the noble dragon chair, wearing a bright dragon robe, but he had long since lost the appearance of an emperor, leaving only desolation and abjection.

In the huge palace, there was no one else but him.

Outside the palace, famous paintings and treasures ignited a raging fire, and the flames shot up to three feet high, and gradually engulfed the inside of the palace.

On the table of the distinguished emperor, there was a jug of wine and a wine glass.The whole body of the wine jug is silver, and the firelight shines on it, shining a slight blush, which is very beautiful.

He stretched out his hand, grasped the jug tightly, and poured himself a glass, but because of his unsteady hand, he spilled it all over the table.

Li Yu held the wine glass in both hands, looking out of the palace, with a hoarse and low voice:

"Li Congjia, respect—a person who travels far away."

After drinking this glass of wine, yin and yang will be separated from each other, and they will never owe each other again.

Tears ran down his cheeks silently, and he tremblingly passed the rim of the cup to his lips.

However, before he drank the glass of wine, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and then the wine was poured all over the floor.

He leaned back unconsciously, his eyes were blank, and suddenly he felt that his back was wet.

It was a jade pendant that hit his wrist, but it was still warm, but the braid under the jade pendant had been completely burned by the fire. It was obvious that someone had just picked it up from the fire outside the hall and threw it over in a hurry.

Li Yu squinted his eyes, regained his composure, and looked at the dense crowd of people in His Highness, all of them covered in scales, but they were not soldiers from the Southern Tang Dynasty.

The leader was dressed in military uniform with a resolute look on his face. He took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Li, why do you have to do this? Life is short, so why make things difficult for yourself?"

Cao Bin paused for a moment, then continued: "The glory and wealth are still waiting for you in Bianliang."

Li Yu gave a wry smile that was almost inaudible, the glory and wealth... Does this mean that he wants to be Liu Chan who is happy to leave?

Li Yu lowered|went down, picked up the ancient jade that had been broken into two halves, and put it into his sleeve.

"please."

On the way to escort him, he saw Zhou Wei.She was desperately trying to rush into the fire, but she was dragged tightly by several old officials.

"My queen, you can't dance, my queen!"

Zhou Wei struggled desperately, and shouted: "They can do it, why can't I? The country will be overthrown, not to mention the royal family, even the courtiers will kill themselves! You bunch of animals who are greedy for life and afraid of death! Don't stop me!"

The fire was ignited with the famous calligraphy and painting he burned in front of the hall as a signal.

It's a vow.

Eighty female nuns in Jingdeyuan jumped into the sea of ​​fire one after another, committing suicide to die for their country.Now, their fragrance souls are already blowing with the wind.

But he broke that oath.

Zhou Wei pulled out the sword of the guard beside her, put it around her neck, and was about to commit suicide.

"Weier!" Li Yu couldn't help shouting.

Zhou Wei turned her head and saw his husband.

His husband, surrounded by a group of enemy troops, seemed to be in a gesture of surrender.

She stared at him in disbelief, with a look of disappointment gradually appearing in her eyes.The old minister next to her hurriedly seized the time and snatched the sword around her neck.

Even though it was far away, Li Yu could still see clearly, the two lips that Zhou Wei spit out slowly:

"coward."

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