In the twenty-fourth year of Changsheng's reign, it was winter, the last day of the twelfth lunar month.
The dawn sky was light and faint, not bright yet, and it was so gray that it was difficult to see whether there were clouds or not.
With a "boom", a fireball flew to the tower. Along with the soldiers who defended the city, there was a flag with a big word "View" written on it.
Not far away, shouts of killing and the rumble of horse hooves could be heard everywhere, causing the soldiers on the tower of the city gate to scramble into chaos.
"It's Beidi! They actually rebelled!" A general spat and looked around, "Quick! Come to the palace quickly and report to the emperor!"
"Report! General! Yong'an Gate has also been quietly surrounded by Beidi! They have already started to hammer down the door! What to do!"
"Report! Jiafu Gate is also surrounded!"
Goose-feather flakes of snow swirled and fell onto the glazed tiles, and soon it was completely white.
On the tall and majestic red door, there are three large golden characters written on the plaque - Princess Mansion.
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves burst into the silent alley, accompanied by the clang of armor and swords.
The soldiers at the front, all wearing armor and carrying swords at their waists, ran to the door of the mansion and quickly stood in two lines.
Several of them carried a big box and put it in front of the house door with a bang.
The rider behind him tightened his reins and dismounted before he reached the steps.
The smooth and white face showed sharp edges and coldness, and under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows were deep and indifferent eyes.
He was only in his early twenties, but he already had a majestic body, a golden helmet and gold armor, and he was noble and noble.
He rushed straight to the door of the house and shouted, "Knock on the door!"
A soldier immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door hastily, "Someone from the Zhenguo General's Mansion, please open the door quickly!"
Not long after, the door of the mansion slowly opened a crack, and an old man looked out with squinted eyes.
The moment he saw the person coming, he opened the door of the mansion and invited people in with a panicked look, "General Qi! You are here so early - this is -"
Qi He didn't say much, and just said, "Quickly wake up all the slaves in the house! Send them away!"
After saying this, he stepped straight into the threshold holding the knife, walked around the screen wall, and quickly entered the second door.
The steward was older and followed closely behind him, lifting his robe and asking urgent questions.
"Young General, can you tell me what's going on? The princess is not awake at this time. You know, you are a foreigner and you are not allowed to enter without permission! You-"
"Steward Zhang! You are so confused!" A guard behind Qi He grabbed the steward, with an anxious look on his face and a rough voice, "The enemy is already outside the city gate! Why bother outside at this time? Men are nothing but men! Our young general is ordered by the emperor to escort the princess out of the city! It will be too late!"
"Ah! - The call came in so quickly!" Manager Zhang was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, "Ouch! How wonderful is this!"
But after all, it was the old man in the princess's mansion, so he panicked for a moment, and then greeted him calmly.
"What are you doing standing still! Why don't you wake up everyone!"
The boys stood in a daze, looked at each other, then dropped their work and ran around.
The foreign man armed with a sword suddenly broke into the house, causing panic everywhere he went. Even before they reached the backyard, the maids had already gotten the message.
"What you said is true!"
Qing'e looked panicked while buttoning her collar and lifting the bead curtain and walked outside.
Wen Chan rummaged through the box and picked out a few bags, and while stuffing them, he looked at Qing'e and said, "I just came back from the main hall! I heard it with my own ears! Stop asking! Go and wake up the princess! I'm talking about running away." You have to run!”
Qing'e's face was in an uproar, and she cried loudly, "What do you mean by this! The enemy is attacking us, and we have to run away - it's such a heavy snow! Where are we going to run!"
Wen Chan saw Qing'e like this and became anxious, "Don't run? If you don't run, you will die! Rape, kill, rob, and torture, there is nothing they Beidi people can do!"
He raised his hand and called Qing'e over, "Stop trembling! Come over here and pick up the soft and valuable items, and pick up a few more princess clothes. Don't want anything else!"
Having said that, he was about to walk into the inner room when a tall figure came in from the door.
"General Qi!" Wen Chan was immediately surprised.
"Princess, are you up?" Qi He didn't care about politeness or the surprise of others. At this moment, there was nothing else in his heart except the comfort of the princess.
"My maid is going to call you right now!" Wen Chan said, trying to lift the curtain and walk in, but it was in vain.
"Cousin? Why are you here so early today? Come to have breakfast with me?"
Jing Huahan stood sleepily under the curtain, rubbing her watery eyes with one hand and holding the curtain with the other.
A plain white undergarment wrapped her slender body vaguely, and her silky satin-like dark hair hung obediently on her chest.
On the white and pointed cheeks, the lychee-colored lips were grinning.
Nephrite is warm and fragrant, innocent.
It's a bit childish.
With just one glance, Qi He's heart suddenly trembled, his ears turned red, and he turned around in panic to face the person under the bead curtain.
Apart from being infatuated, he felt more like his heart was bleeding.
How could such a rich man with jade and soft skin, who had just passed the haircut ceremony, endure the pain of fleeing with an uncertain future!
His big hands tightly grasped the handle of the knife at his waist. He could no longer tell whether the pain in his fingertips was transmitted to his heart or the pain in his heart was transmitted to his fingertips.
"Qing'e? Why are you crying there with your baggage?"
The faint noise in the mansion gradually entered the backyard. Looking at the strange looking people in front of him, Jing Huahan's consciousness suddenly woke up.
With a thump in her heart, she took a few steps forward in vain, "Cousin, is it that Beidi called in?"
Qi He clutched the handle of the knife tightly, without turning around, and said loudly: "Change the princess quickly!" After that, he walked out of the courtyard.
Under Qi He's urging, Jing Huahan, Wen Chan and Qing'e hurriedly boarded the carriage that had been parked outside the house.
Just as Qi He got on his horse, Jing Huahan pushed open the sedan door and poked his head out, frowning slightly, "Cousin, what should I do with the servants in the house! Just ignore it!"
Qi He sighed, leaned down in front of Jinghua's hairpin face, couldn't help but lift up his fingers to push a strand of hair from her temples behind her ears, and said warmly: "Don't worry, how could I not think of your concerns? ? I have ordered them all to be dismissed and given money. The rest depends on their own destiny!"
Jing Huahan held his knuckles with tears in her eyes, which made Qi He feel pain in his heart again. He hated to see her cry the most.
"Where are the father, mother, queen, and two royal brothers? Have they also left the city?"
Qi He pursed his lips and didn't want to answer, but was held tightly by Jinghua Hairpin and wouldn't let go.
He had no choice but to hold her hand in his palm, squeezed it again and again, and shook his head, "Hao Hao, these two are the father and mother of the Jing Dynasty, how could they leave their subjects and flee privately when the enemy invades! Two A prince must set an example——"
When Jinghua Hairpin heard this, he immediately became anxious. He opened the sedan door and was about to get out of the carriage, "If my father, emperor and mother don't leave, I won't leave either. I am the princess of the Jing Dynasty. My subjects have supported me for so many years. I We must live and die with them!"
"Nonsense! Coexistence and death are the business of us men! What does it have to do with you, a princess!"
Qi He cruelly shook off Jing Huahan's hand, pushed her into the sedan regardless of her cries, and yelled, "Watch your princess!"
But Jinghua Hairpin was still unwilling to give up. Qi He became anxious and took out a thick letter from his arms and handed it into the car, "Hairpin! Don't make your father and queen sad!"
After that, he stood up, straightened his back, tightened the reins, and shouted forward, "Let's go!"
Jing Huahan sniffed and hurriedly opened the letter with trembling hands. A small gadget fell to his feet with a 'clack' sound.
"Something fell, pick it up." After giving the order, she shook the yellow paper she took out from the letterhead, lifted the sedan curtain and looked at it carefully.
The handwriting on the paper was rough, and it was obvious that the person must have been in a very panic situation when he wrote these lines.
"It's my mother's handwriting -" Jing Huahan covered his mouth with one hand and began to sob uncontrollably.
"Hairpin, Zhan Xin'an. The situation is unclear. Follow Qi He out of the city as soon as possible. Within three days, if you are okay, the queen mother will send someone to look for you. Otherwise, you can hide your name and run away as far away as possible! Remember not to let anyone know you. I am afraid that there are Beidi people everywhere in Dajing now! Hao Hao, you must live! If you have a chance - you must restore our Dajing!"
"Princess, this is the token of the Emperor and the Queen." Wen Chan held it in his hands and handed it to Jing Hua's hairpin.
Jing Huahan held the token in his hand and burst into tears.
Beidi soldiers had already surrounded the city gate. They didn't dare to go through the city gate and passed through the back mountain. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and they didn't dare to stop until it got dark.
The carriage stopped outside a ruined temple at the foot of the mountain. Qi He sent people into the courtyard to light a bonfire. When he turned around and saw that the people were still not getting out of the car, he stepped forward and waved his hands, and a few soldiers left understandingly.
