Can't sleep anymore. At night, when he was asleep, Nian Nian would sneak into his arms and press her body against his heart, as if she was making up for the time he had given her less.
Winter is getting colder and colder, and it often snows all day long. In addition to the sleepless room, the outside seemed to be filled with a different kind of desolation.
Not long after, Shangshufu received the news of Prince An's sudden death.
Prince An's funeral was held on a snowy day. Princess Hu, who had just recovered from an illness, with red eyes, presided over all matters in Prince An's palace.
Insomui and Qianqian discussed it for a while, and both felt that Prince An's death was strange. What will be very bad later is that Princess Hu will be even more unscrupulous when she comes to Shangshu Mansion. Maybe once her mourning period is over, she can ask the current Holy Father to grant her and Ye Shangshu a legitimate marriage.
After thinking about it all night, I woke up very early the next morning, woke up Nian Ni, and asked her to take care of herself and her younger brother. Then she left home and went to Xianyun Temple at the foot of Bijie Mountain to pay homage to Jiuhua Master. .
·eight·
In the Shangshu Mansion, there is a person hiding behind the huge rafters on the waterside pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Insomnia.
He is waiting for the arrival of another person.
After about half a stick of incense, a beautiful figure finally stepped onto the bamboo bridge, heading toward the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Since Bu Xie came back from Xianyunguan, he wrote a secret letter to Princess Hu in the name of Ye Shangshu and asked her to meet here at Xu time today. He was sure that she would keep the appointment, because she had been testing Ye Shangshu frequently recently, and Ye Shangshu had almost no ability to resist her. She thought she had a chance to win, so she was naturally careless.
What's more, she has been in love with Ye Shangshu since many years ago. This opportunity to be alone together is something she has been dreaming of for many years.
When Princess Hu stepped onto the water pavilion with her lotus feet and her smile hadn't fully spread, she heard a shout from Insomnia, and a magic talisman seemed to fall from the sky and hit her forehead!
She didn't expect this sudden change!
Just as she was about to retreat, a rope tied with a silver bell came across and locked her waist tightly. Then the rope quickly wrapped around her limbs, binding her tightly in an instant.
Princess Hu couldn't move, the wind was howling in front of her, and a cold dagger went straight into her heart with a "pop"!
Wu Xue's eyes were full of coldness. When Princess Hu roared, fine and dense fox hair suddenly grew on her face, covering half of her body in an instant.
Insomnia smiled: "Sure enough, he has become a monster." With a sharp movement of his wrist, he was about to insert the dagger deep into his body.
"stop!"
Ye Shangshu was so shocked that his liver and gallbladder split apart, but he still rushed over and slapped Insomnia with his palm!
With a crisp sound, the world seemed to be silent.
Ye Shangshu heard that Ke Xie ordered his servants not to go near the waterside pavilion in the center of the lake from Youshi to Haishi today, knowing that something bad would happen. I hurried over and saw such a horrifying scene.
He was shocked for a long time, and finally said tremblingly: "How could you... harm her life?"
Wu Xue sneered, the fingerprints on his cheeks were very clear: "Even if you know that she has become a demon, you still want to protect her?"
"It's not what you think..." Ye Shangshu had a complex expression, closed his eyes with some sadness, and said tiredly, "Please step back first. I will give you an explanation later."
Wu Xue sneered and nodded, retreating from the waterside pavilion. However, when he came to the shore under a dead tree, he took out a copper bell from his arms and put it to his ear.
As long as the rope was still tied to Princess Hu, through the silver bell on the rope, he could hear the movement on the other side as clearly as a copper bell.
I listened to it for a long time.
He heard Princess Hu confiding her admiration to Ye Shangshu since she was sixteen years old. She married into the palace for Ye Shangshu, she fought for power and profit for Ye Shangshu, and she sold her soul to a fox that became a spirit for Ye Shangshu.
She also killed Prince An for Ye Shangshu, who wanted to kill Ye Shangshu when he broke free from her control.
For most of her life, she lived for Ye Shangshu. Because of his once look, because of his once gentle words, I will not regret it until my death.
But she still couldn't help but ask softly: "Have you ever thought about marrying me?"
Bu Xie heard Ye Shangshu remain silent for a long time, and then said in a warm but firm voice: "It's my fault that I have been responsible for your life.
But, I want you to know: I have two sons, one is named Insomnia and the other is named Wumian. "
After a long, long time, Princess Hu said solemnly: "I understand."
Princess Hu did not die on this day after all. No one thought that Insomnia would let her go in the end.
Insomnia changed my mind. In addition to feeling the deep love that she never regretted throughout my life, I also suddenly remembered a poem and some stories that the old gentleman once taught me.
Insomnia, sleeplessness.
Legend has it that someone once said after losing his beloved wife that he would like to repay you for your life's troubles and troubles with long nights of sleepless thoughts.
In this life, I will never marry him again.
·Nine·
The coldest day in winter is the death anniversary of Mrs. Shangshu.
Ye Shangshu hugged his youngest son without sleep, followed by his eldest son who couldn't sleep. He put incense on the grave of Mrs. Shangshu and turned a scroll of paper into obscurity.
Wumian was wrapped tightly, lying in Ye Shangshu's arms, sleeping soundly. But Ye Shangshu was wearing thin clothes, but he stood in front of the monument of his deceased wife for a long time, silent and speechless, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Bu Meni stood behind Ye Shangshu and secretly took out a wooden box from his arms. When he opened it, he found that there were little mice wrapped in linen gnawing inside.
Nian Nian raised his head, looking at Insomnia with a pair of dark and clean eyes.
Insomniac lowered his voice: "Turn around!"
Zhanqian was stunned for a moment, then turned around obediently, facing the tombstone of Madam Shangshu.
She pricked up her ears and heard Wu Meng whisper again: "Bow!"
Huh? What is he doing?
Niannian looked back at him, his eyes widened and his eyebrows raised: "Turn around! Bow!"
Nian Ni blinked his eyes and made a big bow respectfully as he was told.
"Three!"
Okay, three is three. After the nibbling ceremony, all I could hear was the muffled laughter that Wu Xie deliberately suppressed. She really didn't know why her father and son had to take her with them when they came to visit the grave of a close relative. Some people's thoughts may not be clear to her no matter how hard she thinks about them.
Some people closed the wooden box and put it back in their arms, calling softly: "Dad, it's cold and windy, let's go back."
The winter is so cold that it makes me sleepy even more.
He often said "The world is good and the earth is good, but my bed is the best". Even if he woke up, he would never get out of bed except for necessary things such as going out to eat and so on.
He was too lazy to even chew on it, and when he fell asleep, a little mouse would always get under the quilt and scratch the soles of his feet. He was scared at first, but then he didn't react at all.
Nian Ni could only pester him to talk after he woke up, fearing that he would fall asleep again if his head tilted.
"Hey, hey!" Niannian shook a little paw, "On the day you went to the grave, why did you suddenly change your name to "Dad", the Master?"
Bu Xie covered his face with his sleeves, gnawed open his sleeves, and saw him smiling slightly, saying softly with some sadness: "I just suddenly remembered a poem, and I envied him very much."
Yangna still wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly he said: "Giengna. Actually, I have a very dark idea."
"Um?"
"I want to outlive you."
"……Then what?"
"Then I can write a lot of what I want to say to you who are no longer here."
Niannian tilted his head and felt strange: "Then why don't you tell me now?"
Inemei smiled slightly, as warm as the spring breeze: "Because you don't have to understand it now. But when you are gone, I will be the only one who understands those words."
·ten·
The long winter is finally coming to an end, and when people stretch out their hands, they can almost touch the fingertips of spring.
He has always suffered from sleeplessness and sleepiness, but he said that he "cannot live up to the spring glory" and struggled to get up early every day and take the human form of Gnaw to the streets.
He took her to see the ice-breaking river and the willow branches that had sprouted buds, and bet on whether the primrose or the winter jasmine would bloom first. But suddenly one day, he took her to a coffin shop.
He silenced the clerk at the coffin shop, led Nanniu to a coffin, and asked her with a smile: "Do you know her?"
He shook his head.
There were many shadows in the coffin shop, and my palms were sweating as I gnawed at them. How could she have been to such a terrible place and understand it?
So Bu Xie smiled reassuringly, pointed at the coffin leisurely and said: "Look, Nie Nie, this is the bed I will sleep on in the future. It's a bit cold and a bit hard, so I won't take you with me."
Qianqian wanted to ask why you wanted to sleep again when the bed was so bad, but when he heard the second half of Wu Xue's sentence, his face turned red and he couldn't ask any more questions.
After that day, Xie Xie never took Qie Zhi out again. Another day, he told Nie Yan that he had to leave home for something, and taught Nie Nie to wait for him in the small hole in the corner and not to run around.
Niannian held his clothes and nodded obediently: "You have to come back soon."
After that, Qiangna really didn't feel sleepless, but every day, a little maid would deliver a plate of food to the house on time. Nibbling on the sweet snacks, thinking about them day by day, no matter how sweet the food is, it loses its taste.
Spring has finally arrived, and the wind gently blows away the silence of winter.
In the early morning of the Flower Festival, the streets were crowded with tourists, and only the door of Shangshu Mansion was closed. As time passed, a servant finally pushed the door open and hung two white lanterns beside the door.
While gnawing in the small hole, I could clearly hear the intermittent crying outside the house. She couldn't hold it back for a moment, so she ran to hide under a rafter pillar outside the house. The wind blew gently, carrying the sound of chanting to save the souls of the dead.
When she heard the distant voice, her heart suddenly felt like needles pricking her heart. She suddenly wanted to know, who died alone and lonely in this vibrant spring?
It took her a lot of effort to find the mourning hall, and she saw the "bed" she had mentioned before, and it was placed safely in the center of the mourning hall.
Qianqian hid in the corner of the mourning hall and rolled his body into a ball. She stared straight at the "bed" as the sun set and the moon rose. After everyone in the mourning hall left, she approached it slowly and gently in the deep night.
She suddenly bit the bottom of the coffin like crazy, with blood in her mouth and on her claws. I don't know how long it took, but finally a small hole was opened in the bottom of the coffin for her to enter.
She finally saw the insomnia she had not seen for many days, the insomnia that made her miss her endlessly, the only insomnia in her world.
It's just that now he can no longer come back as promised, can no longer live longer than her, and can no longer say words that only he needs to understand.
Niannian smiled widely and gently slid to his heart as usual, placing her ears close there and listening quietly.
She felt that Insomnia was really a fool who didn't understand her at all. She likes to sleep with him, not because his bed is soft and warm, but because his heart is soft and warm.
And this bed is cold and hard, but what does it matter?
She lay contentedly on his heart, spending her long life waiting for his heart to beat again.
·eleven·
"The disease has reached its final stage, and medicines and stones have been ignored."
Master Jiuhua said to him.
He was surprised: "I have already taken the antidote."
Master Jiuhua shook his head: "The fox poison has been cured, but the fatal poison is something else."
"What?"
"Rat is the source of all diseases. How can you survive if you live with a rat day and night?"
He remained silent and did not speak again.
"You can stay away from it from now on." Master Jiuhua advised him, "Maybe it will prolong your life for a while."
He suddenly laughed.
If he hadn't met her and heard this, he would have followed her instructions. But now that he has met him, how could he stay away for the sake of his long life?
He wanted to spend the few days he had left with her to make up for the regret of never being able to be with her again.
After returning from Xianyun Temple, his illness became worse day by day, but he quietly passed away on the excuse of lethargy. However, the day finally came when I almost ran out of energy to even get off the ground. That day he told her that he had something to do and left home, and asked her to wait obediently for him to come back.
He was in the small courtyard not far from her, waiting for death to arrive. Every day he heard the footsteps of the God of Death becoming clearer again, so he tremblingly picked up the pen and wrote a few more verses on the paper.
On the day he dies, he will have all these papers cremated. He will leave the world with the poems he wrote, and his vows will also be remembered in reincarnation.
He smiled slightly, remembering the wish he could no longer fulfill. He wanted to live longer than her and write all the moving poems for her throughout the ages. For example, if he is lucky enough to be able to swear to her one day -
But I will keep my eyes open all night long to repay you for not raising my eyebrows in my life.
Royal Sister Mu Baiying Written by Qin Wanshang
【one】
The year Ning Xi returned to Kyoto, Xiliang was in a state of turmoil. Duke Zhao was terminally ill, his son was young, and his relatives were in power.
Ning Xi received the secret order from Duke Zhao and hurried back to Yecheng from Chengzhou.
It was just dawn at that time, and a few rays of light slowly spread from the sky, filling the ancient imperial city with blue bricks.
Ning Xi was sitting in the shaft of the carriage reading a book when suddenly there was a roar of fierce horses, and then the carriage suddenly stopped.
There was a faint question from the coachman outside. Ning Xi rolled up the curtain and asked, "What's the matter?"
The coachman replied: "Princess, someone suddenly rushed out of the alley just now and startled the horse."
Ning Xi turned her eyes and saw the person who fell in front of the carriage.
She was thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a delicate white robe with dark patterns, deep outlines, a sharp chin, and her face was extremely pale due to fright. She was very beautiful.
Ning Xi asked her servants to help the young master up. When she saw that the young man was fine, she was about to turn around, but she paused when she inadvertently glanced at the jade pendant on the young man's waist.
Ning Xifu looked at the young man again, and then said to the driver: "Send him to the car."
The coachman was confused and wanted to ask, but saw that Ning Xi had already retreated into the car.
Not long after, the young man was sent in, and the hair tied up by Jade Crown fell loose due to the struggle. As soon as the servant let go of him, he struggled to run out when a soft call came from behind him: "Ah Huan." He suddenly froze.
Ning Xi watched the young man slowly turn around, his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, clear but hazy.
Ning Xi took out a white crescent moon jade pendant from his sleeve, which was a pair of dragon and phoenix pendants with the boy's jade pendant.
The young man remained stunned. Ning Xi smiled and gently wiped the dust from his face with a handkerchief: "I haven't seen you in five years. Could it be that I have forgotten my cousin."
The young man finally came to his senses and hugged Ning Xi: "Sister." His voice was full of surprise.
Ning Xi's face turned a little red, and the young man hugged her tightly, his body trembling slightly with excitement.
"Leaving the palace privately again?" Ning Xi sighed, "I'll take you back."
After hearing this, the young man let go of Ning Xi and turned away: "I won't go back."
Ning Xi's voice was tinged with severity: "Ah Huan, never say such willful words again."
The young man's eyes turned red: "My father is ill in bed, and he is getting worse every day. Although I am the prince of Xiliang, anyone with a discerning eye knows that I am just a puppet. The queen's mother's family holds military power and puts my father and sister under house arrest. , I don’t want to be a puppet for the rest of my life, it would be better to die than that.”
Ning Xi didn't expect him to say that. She was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.
【two】
Xie Huan finally followed Ning Xi back to the palace.
Ning Xi got off the carriage and saw the whole team of guards walking straight towards the palace gate. The palace people were running around in a chaotic mess.
A palace maid came over and said in a panic: "Princess, the prince has left the palace privately, and the queen was very angry when she found out..."
The palace maid wanted to say something else, but when she saw the young man behind Ning Xi, she hurriedly knelt down and saluted.
Ning Xi said coldly: "The prince has been close to the princess since he was a child. Today, he hurriedly left the palace after knowing that the princess returned to the capital. Why does the queen need to make everyone known?!"
Hearing this, the palace people hurriedly begged for mercy.
These people are still afraid of Ning Xi. She is the daughter of the eldest princess. She has been raised in the palace since she was a child and studies with the prince. She was smart and virtuous since she was a child. Duke Zhao loved her very much and gave her a phoenix pendant. She will be in the sixth palace in the future. The prince is used to being cowardly, and every time the palace people mention him, they show insufficient respect and excessive ridicule. Although Ning Xi is not as noble as the Crown Prince, everyone in the palace knows that five years ago, the Queen's maid treated the Crown Prince with a cold shoulder. The palace lady was already powerful and usually a bit arrogant, and the palace palace people were already used to it. But who would have thought that Ning Xi would see it, and she asked the guards to take the palace maid to her palace. When the queen asked for help, she tilted her head and smiled and asked the queen what the rules of the palace were. At that time, she was just a twelve-year-old girl. When she smiled, her eyes were full of childishness and innocence, and she spoke softly. But such an innocent little girl actually had the maid's legs broken in front of the queen. . Changle Palace was dyed red, and the little girl in white clothes and white skirt stood in the blood and smiled, looking indescribably cold.
Ning Xi asked the palace maid to take Xie Huan back to the palace, and then went to Chengde Hall.
The front of the palace was heavily guarded. Ning Xi was about to go in, but was stopped by the guards.
Although the guard said that Duke Zhao was seriously ill and no one was allowed to disturb him, Ning Xi was convinced. Thinking that something would happen if she forced her way in, she said no more and turned to leave.
It was early summer, the willows were full of new cicadas, and there was a gentle breeze and drizzle.
Ning Xi took his entourage out of the palace and returned to the eldest princess's palace. When passing by the Imperial Garden, he saw Xie Huan sitting in a pavilion not far away, and several ministers from the court were standing in front of him and reprimanding him. He didn't speak, his face was indifferent.
Ning Xi stood behind the rockery and watched the ministers leave after reprimanding them. And the fourteen-year-old boy sat blankly in the pavilion for a long time. He was dressed in luxurious worldly clothes and was the most noble person except Zhao Gong, but now he wanted to look at other people's faces. It was extremely quiet in the garden, and the young man's back was thin and lonely. He stood up, looked up and was slightly startled when he saw Ning Xi. Then, with a faint smile, he turned around and left without discerning sadness or anger.
Ning Xi suddenly felt sad.
The queen placed Duke Zhao under house arrest, so Ning Xi had no choice but to break into the palace at night with the shadow guards of the eldest princess's palace.
The doors and windows in the Chengde Palace were tightly closed, and the huge palace was empty and quiet. There was not even a single servant waiting on the palace.
Ning Xi walked to the bed. The man on the bed had gray hair and a haggard appearance. He could tell at a glance that his end was approaching.
Ning Xi hurriedly knelt in front of the couch and whispered softly: "Uncle."
She called many times in succession, and Zhao Gong finally slowly opened his eyes. After seeing Ning Xi, his hands couldn't stop trembling, and his cloudy old eyes showed a hint of joy. He held Ning Xi's hand tightly with one hand and pointed to the hidden compartment in front of the couch with the other. Ning Xi leaned closer and then heard those weak words spoken with all his life - Bao Shizi succeeded to the throne.
Ning Xi kowtowed, then reached out and slowly closed Zhaogong's eyes.
【three】
In the 17th year of Xuande's reign, Liang Zhaogong passed away.
When the news reached the East Palace, it was already Mao hour on the second day, and Xie Huan was woken up by the palace maid.
The palace maid cried and reported back, and Xie Huan was stunned for a moment.
When he arrived at Chengde Hall, the hall was already full of courtiers kneeling. He also knelt down, his eyes were sore and uncomfortable, and there was a chill in his heart - when the father was on the throne, the queen had no scruples, but now that the father is gone, she will definitely not be able to tolerate him.
Sure enough, as Xie Huan expected, the queen cried twice symbolically and then stood up to discuss with the ministers the succession of the new king.
It's better to say it's a discussion than it is an abolition of the crown prince.
The queen stood in front of Duke Zhao's spirit and spoke harshly, explaining how the prince of Xiliang had mediocre qualifications. In the end, even trivial matters such as leaving the palace privately were attributed to ignorance. Everyone makes mistakes when they are young. Even though Xie Huan was extremely careful, there were still things that did not suit the Queen's liking. Those things that ordinary people think are not worth mentioning are made known to everyone by the queen. Over time, everyone felt that their prince in Xiliang was not only mediocre, but also unenterprising.
The queen's gaze swept across the Chengde Palace: "The late emperor died suddenly, and he didn't even leave any edict. The prince is young and ignorant, how can you safely hand my Xi Liang into his hands?"
The queen's words were impassioned, and most of the courtiers were disciples of her mother's family. They whispered, but no one refuted.
The queen chuckled: "The late emperor's son Xi Kefu has only one son left, and among the collateral bloodlines, the only one is Princess Ning Xi of the eldest princess's palace. In this case, it would be better to select a talented one from the descendants of important officials in the court. "
The Chengde Hall was instantly silent.
Xie Huan clenched his hands tightly, feeling sad. They were so blatantly discussing deposing the Crown Prince that they regarded him as nothing in front of them. His father handed Xi Liang into his hands, but he could only watch helplessly as they stole his Xie family's empire, unable to do anything.
"The queen really loves to joke. She is not afraid of being laughed at by the world for saying such treasonous things."
A clear and cold voice came from outside the hall, breaking the silence in the room.
The ministers retreated to both sides. Xie Huan raised his eyes and saw a woman in plain clothes slowly coming from outside the palace. Her black hair was untied and she had a white hairpin in her hair. Slender eyebrows, clear eyes, and bright red lips with a faint smile, but with a bit of coldness: "The deposed prince has ignored the late emperor's edict. Does the queen want to rebel?"
The queen's guards swarmed in from outside the palace. Ning Xi glanced down at the knife beside her, raised her eyes slightly, and smiled. Then he walked to Xie Huan and turned to look at the ministers in the palace.
The queen looked at the guards and said sternly: "Princess Ning Xi is treasonous by slandering me. Please take her down quickly."
The guards drew their sabers one after another, and their swords were at war with each other!
Ning Xi took out the royal silk from his sleeves and said loudly: "Here is the late emperor's edict. The prince will succeed to the throne and the princess will be the prime minister. Zhu approved the edict and the jade seal is the seal. Who dares to violate it!"
When the courtiers saw the late emperor's edict, they hurriedly kowtowed. The queen's eyes were full of disbelief. She had put the late emperor under house arrest for more than a month, but she still couldn't find the posthumous edict. How did Ning Xi get it?
Ning Xi glanced at the courtiers in the palace and said in a cold voice: "The people of Xiliang will always be named Xie. If anyone says anything like today that he will punish the nine tribes again, he will be an enemy of my eldest princess's palace!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent, and no one dared to do it again.
Although Xie Huan was the crown prince, he was still a puppet. He could not control the government at home and command the troops outside the court, and he had no real power. The mansion of the eldest princess is different. The ancestor Xianggong had a son and a daughter, the late emperor and the eldest princess. Duke Xiang favored the eldest princess. He had three-thirds of the military power in the Western Liang Dynasty, one of which was in the palace of the eldest princess. The emperor's favor would last forever.
The Grand Princess's Mansion never asked about government affairs, and the courtiers never thought that Ning Xi would interfere in this matter, and then they hurriedly knelt down and saluted Xie Huan, shouting "Hail the Holy Blessings".
Ning Xi turned around, looked at Xie Huan and smiled.
Those eyes were filled with tiny stars. She stood a few steps away and looked at him. Behind her was reflected the sunlight that poured in from outside the palace. In the floating light, her features were picturesque and unparalleled in the world.
He just looked at her quietly, her smile, her eyebrows, and her long hair were deeply engraved in his heart. Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and it was ten thousand years in the blink of an eye.
【Four】
In early April, Xie Huan succeeded to the throne and was given the title Jinggong. Ning Xi became the first female prime minister in Xiliang, and she was a highly respected minister.
Xie Huanfu succeeded to the throne, and although Ning Xi was assisting him, the world was still unstable. The Empress Dowager co-opted courtiers and interfered in government affairs. Although Xie Huan was on the throne, he often had to submit to the Empress Dowager. That was what he hated the most. He was born in troubled times, born into a royal family, wearing a crown, sitting on the throne, but he was always just a glorified puppet.
Xie Huan hated power and intrigue. If he were a fourteen-year-old boy, fair and handsome, he would definitely be in the lap of his parents if he were in an ordinary family.
Everything changes on the ninth day of September, the Double Ninth Festival.
In the court hall, Xie Huan mentioned that he wanted to pursue his biological mother Ru Cairen as the Queen Mother of Shengde, but was opposed by the Queen Mother's mother's family - the daughter of a county magistrate had a low status, how could she be on an equal footing with the Queen Mother.
When he returned to the Taiji Hall that day, Xie Huan kicked open the door. The palace servants knelt outside the hall, listening with fear to the sound of broken vases inside.
When Ning Xi came to Tai Chi Hall, Xie Huan was sitting in front of the desk, coldly looking at the memorial in his hand.
Ning Xi glanced at it and saw that all the officials had written to prevent Xie Huan from pursuing his biological mother.
Xie Huan flicked his sleeves and swept away the papers on the case table, and said angrily: "I just want to pursue my mother's concubine, but they are trying to stop me in every possible way. Although I am a prince and king of Xiliang, I don't even have any freedom. This prince and king What’s the point of doing it, it’s okay not to do it!”
A young man has a temperamental temperament, and everything he says is temperamental. Ning Xi listened quietly, but when she heard the last sentence, her expression suddenly turned cold and she raised her hand to hit Xie Huan in the face: "Don't say such words again!"
Xie Huan's eyes were red: "Sister, my mother-in-law died so tragically, even if I know who killed her, I can't do anything!"
Ning Xi sighed softly, and her voice softened: "Ah Huan, now only you and me are left to depend on each other. If you are not strong, we will die without a burial place in the future."
Xie Huan looked at her with misty eyes and asked softly: "Sister, will you stay with me forever?"
"Yes." So firm.
Xie Huan smiled brightly, and then held Ning Xi in his arms.
Ning Xi was startled, then she smiled softly and murmured: "Sister, I will protect you for the rest of my life."
At that moment, Xie Huan seemed to have seen five years ago, when he was nine years old and witnessed his mother-in-law being poisoned. His beautiful features turned into a bloody mess. He hid in the rockery of the Royal Garden for a whole day. At night it started to rain, and there was the sound of footsteps. He raised his eyes and saw a little girl standing in front of him. She was holding an umbrella, wearing white clothes and long hair, and her eyes were like water. Dignified and noble. She held his hand and said, "Ah Huan, I will protect you for the rest of my life." She was twelve years old at the time, and she loved him more than her father, and he remembered her words in her heart.
Xie Huan hugged Ning Xi tightly and finally said what he had always wanted to say: "Sister, when I reach the age of dancing as an elephant, I will definitely marry you."
These were the most beautiful words Ning Xi had ever heard, and her heart felt soft. At that time, she thought of a sentence - if you never leave, I will depend on you for life and death.
【five】
Ning Xi first met Xie Huan when she was eight years old. She followed her mother to the palace to pay her respects. When passing by the Imperial Garden, she saw two little boys playing. The older one wore rich clothes and a golden crown, while the younger one only wore a light green robe, making him look plain and cold.
They were squatting on the ground to catch crickets. The younger one caught it first. The older one was filled with anger and pushed the boy who called his brother down, and then trampled the cricket to death. The palace attendants not far away noticed something was wrong and hurried over. The older man snorted coldly, turned and left, followed by a group of palace officials who smiled and comforted him. The smaller one was still sitting on the ground, but no one came to help him.
Xie Huan was five years old at that time and was the young master of Xi Liang. When he saw the palace people leaving with his brother, he did not cry, but his clear eyes were vaguely moist, his fair face was full of grievances, his lips were red and his teeth were white, like Same as buns.
Later, Ning Xi followed her mother to meet Duke Zhao. Seeing that she was extremely intelligent and well-mannered at a young age, Duke Zhao allowed her to stay in the palace and study with the two young masters.
After getting along for a long time, Ning Xi knew that the status of these two young masters in the palace was very different. Duke Zhao favored the eldest son, and constantly rewarded him with gold, silver, and jade. The young master's concubine was born in a poor family and had a low status, so his son was not favored. The palace people have always been snobbish, busy trying to please the eldest son, and turning a blind eye to the younger one.
Duke Zhao kept Ning Xi in the palace because he wanted to win over the eldest princess and pave the way for the eldest son. However, when Ning Xi saw the eldest son being so domineering, he liked to play with Xie Huan, who was just like Baozi, and protected him everywhere.
After four years of this, Ning Xi's mother gradually saw the clues, and took Ning Xi back to the Chengzhou fiefdom.
Probably more than a year later, the eldest son fell to the ground and died while racing.
With only one son left, Duke Zhao became much kinder to Xie Huan and began to support Xie Huan.
Xie Huan's pursuit of his biological mother was finally settled.
The Queen Mother's family is still arrogant, but a murder suddenly occurred in the court. Many important ministers died tragically one after another, and people were panicked.
That day, Ning Xi was copying books in the room. The shadow guard standing a few steps away whispered: "Master, there are a total of thirteen officials involved with the Queen Mother's family this time. All the lists have been obtained."
Ning Xi did not stop writing: "No one will be spared. Those who are above the third rank will be executed on the spot; those who are below the third rank will be impeached and dismissed from office after collecting evidence of official misconduct and will never be allowed to return to the capital."
She kept her head down while writing, looking quiet. The afternoon sunshine was just right, which made her voice soft, without even a trace of evil spirit.
The shadow guard left after receiving the order, and she stared blankly at the word "Xie Huan" on the rice paper, unable to calm down for a long time.
With blood on her hands, she could never go back.
【six】
After that bloody period, there were not many of the Queen Mother's gang members left. She sent people to conduct a thorough investigation all night long, but still could not find any clues.
Calm finally returned to the court, and Ning Xi took a fancy to a few honest officials and promoted them.
However, when everything was waiting for improvement, this rare stability was suddenly broken.
In the early years, the Dahui Dynasty began to weaken, and sixteen vassal states emerged one after another, and Xiliang was one of them. In recent years, wars have continued among the vassal states. Due to its remote location, Xiliang has stolen a few years of peace.
At the beginning of November, Jiang Guo invaded.
The battle was difficult. The Queen Mother still had some military power, but she refused to send troops for reinforcements. A month later, Xi Liang lost two cities in a row. Ning Xi couldn't wait any longer. Taking the military talisman given by his ancestor Xianggong, he led his troops to the border to fight on the battlefield.
In December, it was freezing cold and heavy snow fell, burying Yecheng.
At that time, Ning Xi was seventeen years old. When a woman was about to marry her husband, in her most beautiful years, she put on silver armor and tied up her long hair for Xie Huan.
In the end, Xie Huan had no choice but to personally put on the battle clothes for her, and stood on the six-foot city wall to see her off all the way, watching her holding a spear and riding on a horse as she walked away, and finally disappeared into the snow.
The border was colder than Yecheng, and Xi Liang lost the opportunity, so it was very passive.
The battlefield is destined to be a place full of fighting and blood. The first time Ning Xi was injured was when he was stabbed from behind by an enemy soldier, and his bones were clearly visible. She was in so much pain that she was heartbroken. She was born in the eldest princess's palace and was born with wealth and wealth, so she had never been hurt.
The lieutenants advised her to retreat first, but she gritted her teeth and rushed forward again. When it came time to repel the enemy, her lips turned so pale that she fell off her horse.
The lieutenants gathered around her, and she fainted after saying, "Don't tell Duke Jing."
The first time he was injured, it still hurt, but after being cut more times, he gradually became numb. She even forgot that she was the beloved daughter of the eldest princess, not a female general who killed countless enemies at the border.
Every time she was injured and dying, she would think that her Ah Huan was still waiting for her. She had protected him since she was a child and had protected him for so many years. If she died, he would really be the only one left. Who would care about him? Can you protect the country for him? Then, you can grit your teeth and hold on.
This battle lasted for four years, and the land was devastated and devastated. Years of wars made the people miserable, and the two countries could no longer support the war, so the war slowed down.
【seven】
When Ning Xi returned to Yecheng, he was already twenty-one. She was riding on the war horse, and all she was thinking about was—after not seeing each other for four years, her Ah Huan must have grown up; after not seeing each other for four years, she must have grown old!
Xie Huan welcomed the army back to the court at the city gate. Ning Xi got off his horse and knelt down to salute him, but he stopped him. She was a little nervous, like a little girl, happily thinking about the person in front of her. However, when she raised her eyes and saw the woman standing next to him, her smile instantly froze on her face.
The woman's eyebrows were like green feathers, her skin was as white as snow, and her green hair was swaying.
Ning Xi suddenly didn't want to listen to what Xie Huan said anymore, but Xie Huan still said it. He held the woman's hand with a smile on his eyebrows: "Sister, this is Su Ying, the youngest daughter of the General's Mansion, the lonely queen. You were still at the border on the day of the canonization, so I didn’t have time to tell you.”
The woman looked shy and called in a low voice: "Sister."
Ning Xi smiled forcefully, but she couldn't bear the words "soft and soft" no matter what. How happy she was when she came back, how desperate she is now. She has always been proud and confident, and now she finally knows what it means to have a heart cut by a knife. Even if she was stabbed three times on the battlefield, she had never felt as painful as now.
A celebration banquet was held in the palace. Ning Xi had always been confused. She watched Xie Huan and Su Ying sitting together from a distance. They lowered their heads and talked. They didn't know what they said, so they laughed lightly. Raise the case with eyebrows raised.
Ning Xi seemed to have seen Xie Huan four years ago. He said that he would marry her when he was old enough to dance as an elephant. This is the most beautiful oath in the world and the cruelest lie. He was only fourteen years old at that time and had not yet grown up. He mistook family affection for love and mistook dependence for love.
After the banquet, Xie Huan wanted to keep Ning Xi in the palace for a few days, but Ning Xi felt very sad every time she saw him and Su Ying standing together. She couldn't stay, so she rejected Xie Huan and hurried back to the eldest princess' mansion.
Xie Huan still called her sister, just like before. He didn't explain, and she didn't mention that those vows seemed to be a beautiful but fragile dream when they were sleeping soundly. In the dream, they were inseparable, but when they woke up, they were so far apart.
Ning Xi knew that she lost, lost to Su Ying. Sixteen years old, at such a young and tender age, she is also delicate and delicate. But she was about to turn twenty-two, missing the best years of her life and leaving scars all over her body.
Her upbringing since childhood prevented her from being jealous of Su Ying, but she was unwilling to give in and wanted to ask why. She returned to the capital from her fiefdom for him and killed countless courtiers and officials, her hands covered with blood and sin. For him, she put down her noble status, killed enemies on the battlefield, endured all kinds of hardships, and narrowly escaped death. She got nothing in the end, but Su Ying got everything without doing anything.
She knew she couldn't get the answer. If she liked it, she liked it, and there weren't so many reasons why.
A lot can happen in four years. Just like he ordered the Queen Mother's mother to die, placed the Queen Mother under house arrest in the cold palace, took away most of the military power, canonized the Queen, and saw that she called herself "I" instead of "I". She was killing enemies at the border. She didn't know anything about him. She didn't know how he came here in the past four years. She only knew that they would never be able to go back to the past.
She gradually stopped going to court and was recovering at home due to illness. And he has been in charge for many years, eliminating his relatives and treacherous ministers. He has grown from the weak and neglected prince into a respected young king.
【eight】
In the spring of the following year, Jiang Guo suddenly sent messengers to ask for peace. Jiang Guojiaong occasionally saw the hero of the West Liang's female general on the battlefield.
Fighting for many years has made people miserable. As soon as the courtiers heard the news, they immediately smiled. The same thing is all the matter without harm, but they did not expect that Xie Yan actually rejected it.
After the lower dynasty, the courtiers kneeling on the Tai Chi Hall, and asked Xie Xie to send Ningxi to Jiang Guohe.
Xie Yan was so beautiful, broke the tea cup, raised his feet and knocked down the minister headed. He pulled his sword on his neck and said sharply: "Since you want to die so much, loneliness will become you."
The sinking wooden door of the Tai Chi Hall was suddenly open, and the sunlight spilled in was a little dazzling. Xie Yan squinted his eyes slightly and saw the woman standing against the temple against the temple.
Picking flower white skirts, long hair and waist, picturesque eyebrows, or so beautiful.
"I'm going to kiss." The voice was light and faint.
Xie Yan was stunned for a while, a little aggrieved, and it seemed to be the original boy: "Sister Ah."
Ningxi looked down, smiled at the corner of his lips, and gently: "I like him too."
Xie Yan stunned, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Ning Xi felt that if it wasn't for Xie Yan, she would marry everyone. Xiliang is the Jiangshan and mountains that her grandfather, and her grandfather has always favored her. Since her marriage is still useful, it is better to use it to protect Xiliang I.
Two days later, Ningxi went to Jiang Guo as Princess Xiliang. Ten miles of red makeup that day, the guard followed, and the emperor sent off. After returning to four years ago, the difference was that four years ago, she killed the enemy on the battlefield with the persistence of her life and returned to her heart. Four years later, she was desperate and disappointed.
After half a year, he finally arrived at King Jiang.
Ning Xi thought that as long as she was still alive, there would be no dispute between the two countries. But she didn't expect, not long after, Xiliang suddenly provoked the war.
Xie Yanyu drove himself, with soldiers fiercely, the tactics were changeable, and he could not be fooled. After only five years, he took his troops into the capital of King Jiang.
Jiang Yangong really likes Ning Xi, so he never embarrassed her. However, as a king of a country, he has his own pride. Before Xie Yan kills into the palace, he suits himself in the palace.
When Xie Yan found Ning Xi, she was sitting in her own temple, quiet and silent. Now that Jiang Guo has died, she doesn't know where to go.
Xie Yan moved forward, pulled her hand, and his voice was exhausted and hoarse: "Sister Ah, I'll pick you up home."
Ning Xi raised his eyes to look at him, and then raised his hand and hit his face: "Why do you do this?
Xie Yan did not hide, and then hugged her tightly, her eyes were red, and she was crying: "I shouldn't let you come to Jiang Guo, I should not believe that you like Jiang Yangong. Sister A, after you went to the border, you went to the border. The mother of the queen mother was rampant again. In order to win the general's house, I married the young daughter of the Su family. "
Ning Xi listened quietly. After leaving the soldiers of the Great Princess House, she really left Xie Xie who was in the face of a group of priests who tried to seize power. No helplessness.
Xie Yan hugged her and refused to let go: "Sister, I like you."
Two lines of tears fell in the corner of her eyes. She waited so long and finally heard this sentence.
Doomed to be entangled for life.
【Nine】
When he returned to Wucheng, Ningxi was already twenty. The carriage drove into the city, and her hand raised the curtain. She saw 11 years ago. At that time, she was still young. Her carriage hit the teenager she liked in her life.
Ning Xi followed Xie Yan back to the palace. As soon as she walked into the inner hall, a group rushed to her leg. She lowered her head and saw a four or five -year -old boy, who was carved with jade, and her tender buns. At a glance, she could see whose child was like his father and Wang Xiao.
Su Ying has been dead for almost five years, and it is difficult to die.
After a while, the child fell asleep. Xie Yan looked at Ning Xi and asked with a smile: "Sister, let's go out of the palace to play!"
Ning Xi wondered: "Why suddenly came up with the palace?"
Xie Yan laughed: "A long time ago, he notified the palace people to prepare. After tomorrow, Sister A will be able to live in the deep palace for a long time.
Ning Xi was ashamed and felt that he was reasonable, and he was glad to go with him.
The long street is very lively and the crowd is bustling. After walking for a while, Xie Yan suddenly held her hand. She moved her fingers and gently held his hand.
Xie Yan took her strolling, and when she was someone, she said that it was his lady. Those vendors said cheerfully that Xianggong Junli was beautiful, and Xie Yan laughed happier, and then thrown to the vendor a heavy silver.
Ning Xi quietly pulled him, saying that he was too squandering. He smiled and was inherited, and the next time he threw silver.
They have been holding hands, listening to the people around me, congratulations, there is an illusion in the middle of the realm. They are really a couple and have been standing for so many years.
Xie Yan kept asking her to have any wishes. Ning Xi thought about it. She had everything as soon as she was born. There was nothing to find. She seemed to live for him in her life. Now she just wants to stay with him for a lifetime.
It was the happiest day she had been in the past few years. Because I had hoped, I was so desperate.
The next day, the palace with the red silk came to the palace from the princess's house.
Xie Yan lifted her hijab, Ning Xi lowered her head slightly, and the blood -like wedding dress made her face. They drank the wine, the red candle dripped tears, and in the candle shadow, she watched him look handsome and said, "Do you pick me back because there is still Xiliang military power in my hand?"
Xie Yan laughed: "That's part of the reason, I don't want to see Sister A and other men together."
Ning Xi's body began to be cold, her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes burst into tears. She asked him, "Why?"
Xie Yan stroked her face, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Sister A, I named you because I want to marry you. I want to kill you because the foreign relatives are terrible. I vowed in front of my father and king. Don't blame me. "
Ning Xi wanded his hand, stood up tremblingly, and fell to the ground as soon as he took a step. Xie Yan hurried over and took her in her arms.
Ningxi felt the hot blood flowing from the corner of the mouth, and his sight became more and more blurred. She finally knew why he kept asking her what she had in yesterday, and now she wants to come so cruel. She thought she was about to die, but some memories became clearer. She remembered the five -year -old bun Ayan and the little boy in front of Wucheng Gate. She watched him with his own eyes as a cold -blooded emperor from a weak young man. The only concern in the world is him, and she is afraid that he can do anything if he is bullied. Now, she can really be at ease. In order to like him, she dyed her blood, left a injuries, lost a life, and lost her life. She suddenly felt that it would be great if she didn't return to Wucheng. She does not have to go to the battlefield to fight hard for him. She does not have to dye blood and sin for his hands. She will live in Chengzhou for a lifetime. She will meet her good person. She will have a lovely child. She will have a family. This world is stable, and the years are quiet. In any case, it is better than now.
She smiled suddenly, and her tears fell down. She asked, "Have you ever liked me ..."
Then, his hand fell down.
The dull voice seemed to hit his heart, Xie Yan froze, tears fell down. He held her face and said to her, "Xie Yan liked you since he was nine years old, but Liang Jinggong couldn't like you. Sister, I can't be Xie Yan, I can only be Liang Jinggong. I don't know when he died ... "
And her face was pale and quiet, and she couldn't hear anymore.
Xie Yan thought of the scene of his father before his death. For the first time, he saw his father crying: "Ah, the queen has no son under his knees, she will not be able to accommodate your brothers. , But look down on you. Everyone thinks that the position of Shizi must be your brother, and even the queen believes it. But only the lonely knows that those who are just on the surface and lonely have not urged him to study. Eye, condoning him to become a mediocre and bad generation. Although your brother is overbearing, he is very simple. He also believes that his father and king really loves him. You have given your brother's life. The person who is most sorry for alone is your brother. I am afraid that you will not have a face to see him below. Ah, this throne is replaced by your brother's life. He is only eleven years old. He is only eleven. I do n’t understand anything, so I do n’t know how to do it. The foreign relatives are too serious, and even Ning Xi cannot stay! You owe your brother too much, you must keep Xiliang! "
His father, knowing that he couldn't protect his two sons, he sacrificed one and kept the other.
He murmured with Ning Xi: "Sister A, if you met my father, he told him that Ah Yan had listened to him and killed all the people who should kill. .”
Then he smiled suddenly: "You ask the father again, what's good about this throne, if it is okay, I would rather die at the beginning."
The smile was too desperate and sad.
He bowed his head and kissed Ning Xi's forehead, tearing on her face: "Sister, I will use the loneliness and life that I will be lonely and not as good as you.
【ten】
Until a long time, the waiters at Changle Palace could still remember everything that day. They waited outside the temple, and they hurried to the temple when they heard the movement. However, the queen of the blood -red wedding dress was broken, and the young and fierce king hugged her, crying into tears. So desperate.
Later, there were historical records that Xiliang Jinggong was reigned for thirty -nine years. There were two queens, one is the mother of Su Shizi, and the princess of the princess of the princess Ningxi County. After Xie Ning's death, Jinggong never married his wife. Jing Gong's surname is Xie, namely, when he was in office, he was gained, and he was honored.
After a few words, he recorded the entanglement of his life.
Who cuts clouds, weaving dreams in Changan/Mo Xi Yan
one,
The morning light is slightly slightly, and the business on the dry light street has been opened one after another. The outstanding blue boy in the blue clothes found a window position in the tea. When he drank the seventh cup of tea in the air, he finally glanced at the shop on the opposite side of the shop. The door panel was revealed sharply, and a plain face was revealed.
The shop is not large, and the three freehand ancients on the door card are slightly scribbled, but it is a well -known Changan makeup workshop. The owner of the Fang is Ye Ye, and the one -handed needle line lives into the magic. Any fabric will be transformed into exquisite clothes in her hands.
He stepped in, and a clear voice came from behind the screen: "Is the son who wants to cut it?"
"Yes ... I want to make an outer robe, I wonder if the girl is convenient?" Seeing that he took out the white satin in the bag, she groaned for a while, "Maybe wait a few days ... If the son wants to ask him, you may wish to find him another place."
Shi Shiran put down the fabric: "The girl's skills move in Changan, even if they wait a half year and a half years, it is okay."
Thinking about such compliments such as such compliance, she was nostalgic: "That's good. After seven days, the son came to take clothes again."
When I went out, I glanced at a blue glaze lotus core string bottle on the shelf, and I couldn't help looking: "The girl is really good ... Tian Chengjun's celadon is also very important to the bottom. Unfortunately ..." .
Her face changed into insight: "The son has passed the prize, walk slowly."
Seven days passed quickly, and he still came in the morning color, as if he was determined that he would come as scheduled. The tailoring in one go with a few lifelike streams made him personable.
As always picky like him, he can't find the slightest omissions: "The girl is wonderful, it really is very famous."
She looked at the color, and listened to him again: "Changan is indeed the capital. At the foot of the emperor, he can make a generation of people. Don't change money. "
She was silent for a moment and changed the name to him: "The adult has taken such a large circle. If she just wants to ask Zhan Tiancheng's whereabouts, then sorry, I can't tell."
His expression from surprise to doubt, to bright: "The girl is not only clever, but also transparent ... So, it seems to be in the next leaf."
"The Silk Snow satin is an emperor. Even if the ordinary people have ten courage, they dare not put them on their bodies?"
He heard that he couldn't help but stun. To put it, it is indeed negligent. It is only three years old, but it is quite praised. Whenever a reward, there must be silk cloth. There are always two boxes of Lin Lin. She was found out by her.
He is right: "In the captain Chi Lan."
"Dali Temple Shaoqing?" Her eyes raised slightly. "Is the captain Chi Chi, have you found a little clues?"
"Not yet." He reported, "I don't know the girl ..."
"I've said it, I do n’t know about Zhan Tiancheng's affairs. I ca n’t help the adults, and the little girl is sorry.” The half -sentence contained in her mouth was interrupted by her. A little bit.
two,
Watching Wei Chi Lan disappeared at the end of the long street, Ye Yange leaned on the door and fell into contemplation.
Zhenlong Tianshu, who was once mentioned by the Emperor Royal Pen's "First Porcelain in the World", is famous for its custody of celadon, and Zhan Tiancheng, the top porcelain master in the square, is well known for a while.
At the beginning of last month, the imperial decree fell, and it was ordered to make three hundred pieces of celadon as a gift to the Guozi Kingdom of the Western Region as the ceremony of the National Level. Zhan Tiancheng was in charge of the work of a group of porcelain divisions day and night, and finally completed it before the appointment. Who knew on the day of delivery, what they saw in the warehouse scared everyone -except that the three hundred celadon was not known except the ritual ministers and the envoys of the Ministry of Rites and Guizi on the spot.
With the disappearance together, there are also these celadon producers, Zhan Tiancheng.
Changan was uproar, Long Yan was furious, and Dali Temple ordered the matter.
In fact, she had already thought that after such a thing, the people in Dali Temple would come to the door sooner or later.
There is no reason for him. Dali Temple is in charge of the world's criminal prison, and Wei Chilan took office for three years. He has won the famous "World Case, Wei Chi Breaking", which makes people full of people admire.
How can there be a marriage contract between her and Zhan Tiancheng?
Chang'an Bai Rizhao spring sky, green poplar cigarettes hanging down the wind. At that time, spring was hot, her new paper kite dragged two long tails and drifted in the air. At the same time, it fell down side by side.
She was in a hurry, but she saw the gentle and gentle men holding the two tangled paper kite, and laughed apologize: "I will make another new one for you."
When Pingshui met, she didn't take it seriously. He didn't want to come to the door a few days later: "How can you easily say something about people." Be gorgeous and beautiful.
The heart string seemed to be moved, he said, "My surname is Zhan, Zhan Tiancheng."
Then she knew that he was the legendary porcelain master, Tian Chengjun.
Since then, affection has gradually become, everything seems to be water. Heaven treats her so thickly. At the best age, when she meets her destined good person, she thought that she would be working with him in this life, but it was ignored. Fate would never care about whom for a lifetime.
The closer the marriage period, the rumors in the city rumored. It is said that Fangting Pavilion's Hua Kuiyu fan is graceful.
She didn't believe it. She asked him to get together to Nanshan Pavilion. When he replied, there were only a few words: the trouble was entangled, and he couldn't read it.
This night, she stood outside the other courtyard of Fangting Pavilion all night. Until the morning Xi gradually stunned, someone pushed out the door, and a blue shirt was flowing. Suddenly something broke, she closed her eyes, hoping that she couldn't see a hallucination in front of her.
Hua Yu was drifting, and the man looked at her at night, and called out: "Song Song?"
The whole person was like falling in the ice cellar, and she moved her lips: "Very good."
"You listen to me ..." Zhan Tiancheng's half -sentence was still in her throat, and she turned around suddenly, regardless of hissing and exhausted retention.
It turned out that all the Chang'an City was watching her jokes. Only her authorities were fascinated by the authorities, guarding those ridiculous and virtual vows of the mountain alliance to deceive themselves.
three,
Recently, the streets and alleys are all guarding Zhan Tiancheng's guards.
The whereabouts of the national ceremony were unknown, the envoys were killed for no reason, and the folk style was sturdy like a turtle. Where can it stand such a provocative, only the day of the day, and did not want to give this precious celadon in hand.
In this way, the border relationship that was not very harmonious was increasingly open.
The DPRK Central is even more turbulent. The main battle faction led by Gu Yong Gu Yong and the main and faction led by the Taifu Sima Hyun, the whole day is not allowed to be handled. Under the internal and external troubles, the case is unsatisfactory. In the ten -day period, if the case cannot come out of the stone, he will remove the black yarn on his top. However, the next day, Dali Temple Shaoqing, who was supposed to be worried about this case, was still light and light. The third time was set foot in half of his life. The mother's birthday is imminent, and I plan to give a new clothes with a new clothes. What are the good suggestions for Girl Ye? "
She lowered her head and swept over, and her expression was picturesque when she looked down, thinking for a long time, and picked out a warm purple pressure tattoo brocade: "This color is good." Hesitant for a moment, looking at him, "The adult looks depressed, even if it is checked. To work hard day and night, be careful of yourself. "
The corner of the mouth evokes a soft arc: "Thank you girls for your care, but this case should soon be concluded."
Her face was white: "Looking at the adult, it seems to be a bamboo?"
He laughed firmly. I don't know if she was watching her or watching elsewhere: "Without three days, the murderer must be arrested." Turning out, the last sentence followed the wind and fluttered. "He had never thought of What kind of evidence is left in the crime? "
midnight.
Moon -colored Fei Fei.
A dark shadow quietly passed from the corner of the street, parked in front of a closed door, and unveiled the sealing strip lightly. In the past, the heyday of Zhenlong Tiangong is now deadly, and the wind blows, and all walls of the walls reveal the bitter chills.
The warehouse is empty, and the air seems to be filled with a faint bloody smell.
The wall, the ground, the corner, the gap ... By the moonlight, the man searched for one inch, but he didn't know what he was looking for.
For a long time, I sighed, and she was disappointed without concealment. However, at the moment when he stepped out, the whole person was in place.
In the empty courtyard, a tree of pear flowers became snowy, and the blue -coated man under the tree stared at him with interest: "Girl Ye, the night is heavy, and there is a re -swimming Yaxing, which is rare. "
Silently, she revealed the hat and revealed a pale face.
The petals fell on the shoulder, he approached: "I can't think of the girl's hands, kill people, and it is also beautiful and neat."
Her voice was slightly cool: "Actually, there is no so -called evidence at all?"
"What do you say?" He asked, "At first I thought, a woman who was so elegant and indifferent like a girl could not do such a thing."
He still remembers that when he looked out from the window of the tea, the moment he saw her first, the fine wind brushed in time, and the flying skirt was lined with a good face, just like the phrase "as if the moon is light, the moon, the moon, the moon, The fluttering of the wind is like the snow ", and it is always as deep as him, and was infected by Changan spring in March in these March.
Such a woman does not look like killing anyway.
But he was in charge of Dali Temple for three years. What unexpected cases have not been seen? Unexpected things in the world are often the most.
For example, the murderer will not be Zhan Tiancheng now.
Getting the national ceremony, killing officials, and killing ministers, the pile parts are all the crimes of the nine nine tribe. No one will be stupid enough to leave such obvious clues, and choose to die. Doing so is tantamount to finding a way to death.
Therefore, it can only be married by others.
But who has such a deep hatred with him and does not wear the sky together?
It was her in addition to the fiercely competitive porcelain merchants who were competing on weekdays.
Half of the Lord of Fang, Ye Yange.
I heard that her skills of cutting clothes were overwhelmed by Changan, and when her thoughts turned, he instructed the housekeeper of the government: "Go to bring the Siki Snow satin from the Holy Shengyu."
自 Silk Snow satin produced from Dali, and the total income of a year was only dozens of horses. He has always been a emperor. Will he really do n’t know?
But what he wants to do is pretend to be unknown.
His "hundred secrets and one sparse" was realized by her, and his identity was obvious.
It is strange to say that it is obviously a game he has set up, but he hopes that the person is not her. The medical officer tried to make a poison in the clothes he retrieved.
Soak the silk thread with poisonous water, and take the sewing clothing, the toxin will penetrate into the clothes, and it is not easy to detect. It is not that the poisoning of the blood sealing throat can make the poisoning person more drowsy. In the end, the mind is unclear.
If he was poisoned, the investigation would be delayed, and once he was ten days later, his official position would not be guaranteed. In this case, he would never intervene again.
Kill two birds with one stone. Such a subtle step.
Four,
Unfortunately, Shao Qing, Dali Temple, Dali, is by no means a fame, and she is not his opponent.
Everything is just his step -by -step camp. "You guess me early? Will you make a doubt and lead me?"
Okay, please invite Jun to enter the puppet.
His eyes are gradually sharp: "Do you really hate him so much? Hate to retaliate against him at all?"
"How can you not hate? Five years ... I gave him the most precious years of my daughter's house ... But what did I get in the end? His deception, his betrayal! He actually lost Our life is not too much! "Who said, life is so long, spring flowers and autumn, and dusk in the morning, will you walk slowly with her?
She laughed suddenly, her expression was stubborn and sad: "So, I want him to lose his name! I want this huge Chang'an City, and I can no longer tolerate him!"
His face was extremely cold: "You know because of your own selfishness, our relationship with Guizi has no room to turn? Do you really know? "
She was shocked by the lust in his eyes: "I didn't expect it would be like this ..."
"Come." The large number of flags outside the courtyard came in, and the guards swarmed in.
The cells were dark, and the decaying bloody smell was at the nose. Wei Chilan frowned: "I ask you again, Zhan Tiancheng and the three hundred pieces of celadon, where is it now?"
In the silent silence, he said again: "You should be clear again, but here, there are ways to let you speak."
"Have you ever heard, there is something in the world, called Huatu water?" Her bloody face finally raised a little bit. "Adults have heard of it, if the poison of hundreds of lizards mixed in the corpse water Blood, don't say a few pieces of porcelain, that is, the copper wall and iron wall, can you be dissolved? "
"You mean ..." He was suddenly clear. Otherwise, how can she get rid of those celadon silently overnight?
The mysteries draw on the cocoon, but why is there always a thought that is unknown and unknown, lingering in my heart?
At the end, the white paper and black words were paved in front of her, and he asked her highly: "What else do you have to say?"
She didn't think about it, and it seemed to say something, and her voice was very low.
He froze, turned to life and death: "Holy life, three days later, cut."
five,
The lantern was swaying, and he took a rest in the desk and suddenly dreaming, but it was her tearful face. He was tightened by his heart, and he suddenly woke up in pain, and he felt incredible. He lives in the court and goes in and out of the palace. He is not a young man who is not the world, nor has it been not seen in the world, but those beauties are weak or enchanting. There is no difference from others.
Can tell him to remember every expression, so many years, she is the one alone.
But everything has become a foregone conclusion, and no matter how much entanglement, it will turn into nothingness. In this way, Changan, the boundless spring in March, has achieved his encounter with her, but will also witness his forever and her.
He suddenly remembered what she said when she was drawn.
It was the three words he never thought of: "Thank you."
After reviewing so many cases, I have experienced countless such scenes, but no prisoner is like her.
There was an inexplicable irritability in my heart, and the hand was brutally cut off, but I was accidentally cut off the palm of the dagger on the shelves. The blood dripped on the case in front of him, and the words "Ye Yange" were stabbed.
Electric light, stone fire, seemed to have flashed in my mind.
"Come." He got up and said to the servant, "Go to the mortuary with me."
The case has not yet come out of the stone. The remains of the tortoise envoys and the servants of the Ministry of Rites are still sealed in the Dali Temple.
For the specific cause of death, several of them have long been verified -the sharp sword runs in from behind, and the pen passs through the heart, and the sword is fatal.
Such a fine technique, fine ... it seems a bit over.
