In the empty and spacious inner room, the flickering lights illuminated the gorgeous curtains, making the figure look particularly petite and curled up; only the beautiful bedding and pillows were covered with dried blood spots. The little round face with a pale and green complexion was losing his voice little by little.
But in the large and luxuriously furnished and tightly closed room, no one was waiting or serving; she could only let her distracted eyes stare blankly at the caissons and beams with carved beams and painted beams, bit by bit. Becoming more blurry and dim.
At the moment when she was about to die, she seemed to see many faces in her hallucination; familiar or unfamiliar, all kinds of people who appeared in her life at different stages in her early years; they all seemed to appear suddenly, They gathered around her.
Although these faces with different expressions, whether happy, sad, pity or gloating, seemed to be talking loudly, but at this moment she could only see the movement of opening their mouths, but could not hear even a single sound. .
It was like being sunk into a bottomless abyss, losing all five senses step by step; I could no longer even feel the heartbreaking burning and severe pain in my chest and abdomen where I was coughing up blood. But at this moment, her tear glands and saliva were out of control, and they quickly soaked a large area.
And the various faces that were silently roaring and arguing became more and more distorted and grotesque, and even large amounts of blood began to flow from their seven orifices; they were all vying to grab her hard, trying to pull her away at the next moment. The petite body was torn into countless pieces.
Suddenly, like a silent thunder flashing past, these strange and grotesque faces, as if encountering the most terrifying and feared natural enemy, whined and hissed silently, and disintegrated. In the end, only a face emerged from the endless sky.
"Ancestor... Ancestor" The little round-faced boy cried with joy and stretched out his hand to touch it; the next moment, everything collapsed. And like a person who has been drowning for a long time, she suddenly stood up from the blood-stained and beautiful bed and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time.
Then, she found that she had returned directly to the bedroom in reality, and the bloodstains on the bed caused by the rolling and struggling were still vivid in her mind. However, the great pain that once caused her to struggle between life and death, as well as the bloody marks on her body, completely disappeared.
The next moment, she couldn't help but pull off the tent hook and stab her arm with the tip, hoping to confirm that this was not a dream; or that she had already arrived somewhere in the underworld. The next moment, her hooking hand was held by someone from behind. "What the hell, dying once isn't enough?"
After hearing this familiar voice, the little round-faced child suddenly felt a bang in his heart, bursting with all kinds of emotions, and his tearful eyes were like an aggrieved kitten, and he suddenly turned around and pounced on the other party's generous face. In her chest, all that was left was the whimpering filled with emotion.
"How long have I been away? Why have you ended up in this situation again?" Jiang Tian was stroking helplessly. She tried her best to suppress the crying and intense undulations on her bare back: "Okay, okay Come on, please put on your clothes first and then talk."
Only then did the little round-faced boy notice that while he was rolling in unbearable pain, he had torn all his clothes to pieces and tore pieces of the city into pieces; but he continued to cling tightly to Jiang Fang without paying any attention to it. On the body, he continued to tremble: "Man'er is not dreaming!"
"Of course I'm not dreaming," Jiang Tian looked helplessly at the girl who was clinging to him like a cat, refusing to let go, and couldn't help but said: "But if this alarms those people outside, then Maybe my coming over to save you will be in vain."
At the moment of contact and transmission to repair the other party, Jiang Tian also felt some memory fragments. The little round-faced man came back to his senses after hearing this, pulled up the small clothes that had fallen to his waist, and said with some hope: "Man'er... Man'er, let the ancestor down again."
"Since the other party can drug you and ensure that no one cares about you in the dormitory, it means that it is basically unsafe here." Jiang Tian shook his head and asked: "You have those people in other places outside. Is it trustworthy or loyal to you?"
After wrapping himself up with the robe on the rack again, he wiped his little round face, which was crying, and knelt down and said solemnly: "Actually, there is still something terrible outside. The trust department is old, but this time I trusted the wrong person. Please help me, ancestor."
"Okay!" Jiang Tian looked at the round face that had wiped away his tears and slowly calmed down, stretched out his arm and said, "Next, we have to hurry up.". At this time, there were suddenly soft and soft footsteps outside, and someone knocked on the door and cautiously shouted: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Jiang Tian couldn't help but glance at the small round face, but saw that she shook her head without hesitation, and stepped up her hand movements to bring a long silk and silver buckle; then she crossed her legs and straddled Jiang Tian's waist. He went up and further tightened himself with a long silk belt and silver buckle, then he lowered his head and said softly: "Okay!"
Just a few moments after he locked the door outside and left without responding, someone swarmed in again carrying various washing utensils. But there were only blood-stained quilts and pillows left in the curtains; and on the caisson on the ceiling, a big hole appeared at some point, and he suddenly dropped his utensils and screamed loudly.
At the same time, Jiang Tian's trembling little round face was tied up in his arms, soaring in the sky like a bird, constantly passing over layers of palaces and buildings. At the same time, he felt that the city in front of him was a little strange, and he couldn't help but ask: "Where is this?"
The sound of the biting wind that suddenly flew through the air blew her hair out of her hair, and her little round face, which had been screaming intermittently, finally regained her composure and pressed her body tightly against the warm chest, saying vaguely in the sound of the wind: "Go back... old man Ancestor...here...here is Zhongyuan Jing."
"Zhongyuan Jing?" Jiang Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He couldn't help being a little surprised and approving. He looked at the girl buried in his arms and said: "So, you have successfully integrated all the people in the North, and Have you started to counterattack your homeland?”
"It was just a matter of luck that we defeated the invading Maitreya rebel party in the battle of Hanhe and Jieshan." The little round face continued to explain in a muffled voice in his arms: "Then, we got in touch with the remaining wealthy families and nobles in the capital, and then we were able to cooperate internally and externally to recover. I came to Zhongyuan Jing. But I didn’t expect..."
At the same time, in the Wengcheng garrison at the North Gate of Zhongyuan Capital. With the beating of drums, a group of generals wearing helmets and armors had gathered in the Chinese army's tent. However, most of the people gathered around Hong Dashou, the deputy general in the rear, who was vaguely isolated, and kept their distance.
"So what if he is the master of the father-in-law?" Hong Dashou hissed to the left and right with red eyes: "The one who gave you and me a rich future is my father-in-law and not my father-in-law? It was my father-in-law who led the soldiers and civilians in the north to fight against the chaos. He who defeated the enemy and regained the lost territory never received half of the reinforcements."
"Hong Dashou, you are being too rude. My father, the king, and his servants are not the same as the king, ministers, father and son." Someone among the generals who were summoned immediately shouted: "This world is the world of the public family after all. How can we tolerate this?" You despise me and criticize me."
"Lieutenant General Hong, you are exaggerating." There were also generals who fought alongside each other in the past. They quickly stood up and said to Xi Ni: "Although we are given a future by your Majesty, can't we work for our father, the King, to bring down the thieves and put an end to the chaos? , have you made any achievements?"
"Brother Hong, I'm just too worried about you. I definitely don't mean to disrespect my father, the king, and the royal family." Another old brother spoke softly and said, "Now that I'm seriously ill and can't take care of things, we have to What can we do? At least we still need our people to stabilize the situation in the city, and we must not mess up our position and give others the leverage."
"Right now they think we are useful, that's because the handle of the knife is still in their hands and we can still give some charity." Hong Dashou said sadly: "But if all the nobles around my father-in-law who went away together come back, But there is no place for our generation."
"Having just lived Jingtian's birthday, do you really think that those noble people are willing to sit on equal footing with rough people like me and go to the palace side by side?" Hong Dashou then said: "You guys think about it with your own conscience. , think carefully!”
"..." However, these words seemed to be a bit heart-wrenching, and the generals in the tent were immediately silent for most of the time; while the other half of the people jumped on the spot and shouted angrily: "Hong Dashou, what do you mean? Do you want to cause trouble?"
Immediately, he glanced at the faint divisions in the tent and saw several small circles of military generals. He said categorically: "Now the general (Ye Jing) is not here, and he is not allowed to visit the residence. Even if you don't Move, I have to find a way to do something!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of stumbling and drawing swords outside. Then, the curtain of the Chinese army was unceremoniously lifted up, immediately revealing the groups of armored soldiers blocking the outside, as well as the sharp crossbows they held in their hands, and in the middle was a white-faced and beardless chamberlain. The voice said: "You traitor and traitor, you don't want to go anywhere."
"Guard Wing Camp!" "It's Wing Guard Camp." "What's going on." Seeing these armored soldiers, the generals in the tent also shouted loudly with different expressions: "Damn things" "Who gave Guard Wing Camp to "Introduced" "This is unreasonable, what do Lord Jiashan and Minister Xuanyuan want to do!"
"Of course I want to cause trouble!" At this time, a clear reply suddenly sounded from outside: Then the servant's face changed drastically, he turned around and cursed, "Nonsense, whoever dares to falsely accuse the official will be treated as a member of the Yi clan! Come on!" People, and me..."
However, the next moment he could no longer speak. Because everyone, including him, saw a graceful figure descending from the sky; and then Hong Dashou, who was pushed to the ground, shouted loudly without hesitation: "I pay my respects to you, my Majesty. , enjoy immortal blessings forever, Wan'an and long-term health!"
The servant, whose expression changed greatly, snatched it away at the next moment, and a soldier who was inexplicably frightened was about to shoot away with a crossbow in his hand. He saw a small round face floating in the air, stretched out his hand and gestured to him gently: "Death to the traitor."
In an instant, the chamberlain, including his crossbow, shattered into pieces. But the sergeants of the Wing Guard Battalion nearby were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart. They all fell to the ground like cutting wheat and shouted loudly: "My Majesty, please spare my life" and "My Majesty, please atone for your sins."
