Emperor’s Conquest

After all, the mother's maggot did not return to the palace, nor did she return to the town government. She once said that she was shameless and re-entered the Emperor's Tomb, and she did not want to bury the Wang family. Neither her relatives nor her husband's family was her final destination. Only this Ci'an Temple, far from the dust, was sent by the rest of her life, and it was also the place where the soul and soul finally converted. As the mother has already been buried in the Buddhist gate, she will never miss the earthly glory. The glory behind her is too noisy, instead of her wish.

On the day when the funeral was heard, the maids of all lives went to Ci'an Temple to worship; the next day, Baiguan went to the temple to pay homage; a high school monk in Beijing led a ritual in the temple and held a ritual for seven days and seven nights, chanting for his mother.

On the last night, I was dressed in filial piety, and kneeled before my soul.

Xiao Ye also stayed in the temple to accompany me to see my mother on the last trip. It was colder at night. He forced me up. "It's cold at night. Don't kneel anymore. If you're not good, you must know how to love!" My heart was bleak, just shaking my head. He sighed, "The deceased is embarrassed. Only when I treasure myself can my relatives feel at ease." Aunt Xu also cried with tears. I was unable to struggle. I had to let Xiao Yi help me to the chair, looking sadly at my mother's sorrow and sadness .

A woman in Tsing Yi quietly walked to Aunt Xu and whispered something to her. Aunt Xu sighed deeply, bowed her head and groaned silently, her expression bleak. I asked her softly, "What's up?"

Aunt Xu hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "Miao Jing knelt in the outer hall in the middle of the night, begging to see the princess for the last trip."

"Who is Miao Jing?" I hesitated for a moment.

"Yes ..." Aunt Xu said, "It was Jiner from the former government."

I looked up, but she lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at me. Aunt Xu knew Jin'er's identity, but only said that she was an old man in the former government. Obviously, she had a love for the old and looked back, and wanted to plead for Jin'er.

The concubines in the palace who were convicted and degraded to Ci'an Temple all live in the cold house under the mountain. They cannot enter or leave at will, they cannot easily enter the gate, and they must not step into the mother's inner courtyard. Jiner was able to enter the temple this time, and the trustee summoned to see that Aunt Xu had a lot of photos about her on weekdays. I didn't want to see her at this moment, but I couldn't bear to brush Aunt Xu's feelings in front of her mother's spirit, so I sighed wearily and nodded, "Let her come in."

The skinny figure in the darts and blue hat slowly walked in. In a short time, she had become boneless and skinny.

"Jin'er meets Wang Ye." She knelt down in front of Xiao Yan, and did not bow down to me. She spoke softly like a gossamer, but still claimed to be by her former name, and she looked very nuclear.

Xiao Yan's eyebrows glanced at her, expressionless, and Aunt Xu's face changed, and she coughed heavily, "Miao Jing! The princess reads the feelings of the master and servant in the old days, and allows you to come to worship, not thank you?" "

Jin Er slowly raised her eyes, and Sen Leng's eyes forced on me, "Thank you? She has something to do with me?"

"Miaojing!" Aunt Xu intersects with anger, her face pale.

I don't want to have more trouble in front of my mother's spirit, and hold her forehead tiredly, don't want to look at her again, "Today is not the time for you to make noise, step back!"

Jiner sneered, "It's not the time today? When does the princess hope that it must wait for me to become a ghost after death ..."

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Yan rebuked, his voice was low, but everyone was shocked. Jin Er also choked, and suddenly shrank his shoulders, not daring to look at Xiao Yan's anger.

"Doesn't there be any noise above the Lingtang, drag this madwoman out, and blame it for twenty." Xiao Yan said coldly, holding my hand calmly.

The guard outside the hall responded, Jin Er seemed startled, stared straight at me, and Mu Ran let the guard away.

At the door, she suddenly made a living, grabbed the threshold, and hissed out, "The princess and the uncle have a personal and affectionate relationship, and they hold the iron evidence in their hands, and hope that Wang Ye will detect it!"

I just feel the whole body of blood rushing straight to the top of my head, but my back is faintly cold.

This sentence shocked the solemnity of the Lingtang, like a sharp needle pierced into everyone's ear. All the people froze, and all the birds were silent, only the dead silence remained, and the lingering smoke was lingering. I looked through the smoke, and everyone looked so clear around me. Some people were shocked, some were shocked, some were aware ... Only, I didn't dare to look around to see the reaction of the person beside me.

Jin'er was held in the ground by the guard, stubbornly raised his head, stared straight at me, with a smirk in his mouth.

She was waiting for me to speak, and I was waiting for the person beside me to speak. At this time, whatever I say is superfluous, and he only needs one sentence, one thought, even one look ... enough to break me into the abyss and crush the trust that I have gained through life and death. I looked down at Jin'er, and quietly met her resentful gaze. There was no grief or anger in my heart, as if I could no longer feel my heartbeat.

This moment is harder than ever, longer than millions of years. Xiao Yan finally spoke coldly, indifferent, "Climbing the royal family, disturbing the hall, and dragging out his staff."

I closed my eyes and the whole person seemed to walk back from the cliff. The guards on both sides dragged Jin'er immediately, as if towing away a pile of rotten debris that had no life.

"I have evidence! Lord Wang, Lord Wang--" Jin'er was struggling and pulled out the door, screaming frantically.

"Slow!" I stood up, straightened my back, and drank the guard. In front of the mother's spirit, in front of the long mouths, if she was allowed to plant the seeds of doubt, and then rumors spread, how would I face Xiao Yue and place Xiao Yan's face in it. I can tolerate her provocations again and again, but I cannot tolerate her to offend everything I cherish most.

"If you have the evidence, you might as well present it to me, what is the truth about the so-called Gouji?" I said lightly, looking down at her eyes.

She framed the guard with her arms, and resentfully said, "Before the uncle's expedition, I had a letter sent me to Princess Yuzhang. This letter was still on me. It was a private matter, and he knew it at a glance."

I was stunned in my heart, and clenched my fists secretly, but there was no hesitation to retreat. "Very well, come up."

Aunt Xu bowed to her feet, and personally stepped forward and pinched Jin'er's jaw, so that she could not make any noise, and proficiently probed into the clothes with one hand. Jin Er's body was stiff, her face turned red, her tears rolled down, her throat filled with pressure, but she was struggling.

I looked at her with cold eyes, and there was no more pity in my heart. Aunt Xu is such a capable person. Since she was a child, she has been trained by the imperial division of the palace and disciplined the people in the government for many years. This seemingly easy pinch is enough to make Jin'er feel anguish. She had taken good care of her with all the good intentions, and even rumored her, but unexpectedly caused this great disaster. With hate, wouldn't there be heavy hands.

Aunt Xu found a letter from Jiner's closet and presented it to me.

The ink on the envelope was indeed a handwriting. The past was flashing like a flash of light, and all of a sudden, my palms were cold and sweaty.

I don't have to take a look at it, and I can guess what Ziyi wants to say ... This time to go to Jiangnan, hand-footed, and he already had the heart to die. The letter he wrote when he was desperate mistrusted Jin Er, and has been concealed to this day, and it has become a conviction for Jin Er's refusal to communicate with me. The pain in my heart is inexplicable, but I dare not reveal it in the slightest--a thin piece of paper and a letter, pinched in my hand, is tantamount to pinching Zi's life.

I turned around and looked at Xiao Yan quietly, and handed the letter with both hands. "It is about the reputation of the royal family. Today, in front of the mother's spirit, I asked the king to disassemble the letter and testify myself."

Under the four eyes, as sharp as a blade, as electric as a mang, they instantly penetrated each other.

Any words are superfluous at this moment. If you really have trust, why should you justify it? If you are open-minded, you don't need to avoid it. No shame is fearless, but I am really tired and tired of endless worries and worries. He is willing to believe me or doubt me. After all, I still have my own dignity, and I will never let anyone down.

The mist in front of me was diffused, and the sadness in my heart drifted away a little, Xiao Xiao's face gradually blurred in my eyes. He only heard him speak slowly, his voice discouraging moods and anger, "It's nonsense that the king has no interest in looking at him."

He took the letter, raised his hand and placed it on the candle, the flames suddenly rose, licked the handwriting on the letter, and scattered ash.

I didn't want to kill the mother in front of her spirit, I only ordered Jiner to be taken back to the palace to instruct the Secretary to imprison.

After the mother's concubine, he was cremated according to the Buddhist mourning system and enjoyed the offering to the spiritual tower. Before the funeral ceremony was over, I did not want to leave Ci'an Temple. I had to personally finish everything behind my mother. Xiao Yan was so entangled in politics and affairs that he could not stay in the temple for a long time to accompany me, but had to go back to his home first. After the storm that day, it seemed that a great calamity had disappeared, and he and I never mentioned it again.

However, when he left, he stared at me silently for a long time. After all, his eyes showed deep helplessness and heavyness—a man of his arrogance never refused to talk about the pain in his heart and always carried everything in silence. The helplessness that only occasionally appeared in my eyes was enough to make my heart ache. Zi Xi's letter finally cast a haze in his heart. Since a man who is noble can not tolerate the half shadow of others in his wife's heart. I don't know how to resolve this knot, and how much grievances are involved in this process. How can words be distinguished? If I pretend to be blind and continue to ask for his tolerance, I cannot do the same. Maybe it's better to temporarily separate each other and calm down each other. Aunt Xu advised me that acacia is the best elixir for bridging the cracks.

A few days later, another good news was circulated in the north. With the assistance of 100,000 troops, the Prince of Dulhu launched a surprise attack and captured the Turkic King City in one fell swoop, and immediately cut off the passage of Wang Cheng's food to the border. Behind this, a sharp insertion into the Turk king far ahead, is tantamount to a fatal injury. At that time, the Turk king was furiously attacking for the revenge of Prince Hulan's capture, which angered our generals. Xiao Yan strictly ordered the three armies to guard the city and not to fight. Waiting for Prince Wu to succeed, he immediately opened the city and fought. The morale that the three army generals have accumulated for a long time suddenly broke out, like a tiger out of control, smashing the raid, unstoppable.

The Turkic King was severely wounded, and suddenly fell into the embarrassment of being hurt by the enemy on the back. He was severely injured and wounded. He finally abandoned the injury, and only led the elite soldiers to venture across the desert.

The ups and downs were inspiring up and down, and before the Xiao Qiang sent 100,000 troops to the north, the courtiers who still murmured, finally convinced, and praised the regent Wang Yingming for his determination.

Even though I am in the temple, I have internal affairs every day to play important events in the palace. Ayue also said that Wang Ye was busy with the military affairs of the government every day, and he held candles until late at night.

On the evening of the day, I was sitting with my aunt Xu under the window, counting the thick volumes of Scriptures transcribed by my mother. Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the summer rainstorm burst, and then the setting sun was still fine, and suddenly it turned into a faint, faint, heavy rain pouring. The sky was thick with clouds, and the sky was covered by the sky. The wind was rolling up the leaves of the courtyard, and the green tile and wooden eaves were crackled by the heavy rain.

As I watched the sky change, I felt inexplicable for a while, and the scroll in my hand fell. Aunt Xu got up and lowered the curtain. "This rain is so rushing, the princess is going back to the room, and beware of the cold."

I can't tell where this shock came from, but I just stared silently towards the distant horizon in the south. Back in the room, behind closed doors and picking up the lights, but in such weather, the two doctors in the Taiping Hospital still came out in the rain, so they didn't dare to be sloppy about their daily greetings. The two met the torrential rain before reaching the gate of the mountain, and they got really embarrassed. I apologized in my heart, and asked Ayue to serve hot tea.

I have always been weak, and I have lost weight since my mother was bereaved. Xiao Xun worried that I was too sad and hurt my body, so I asked the Taipa Hospital to send greetings every day.

"Weekdays are all Tai Chen, why didn't you see him today?" I asked casually, only that Tai Chen Chen took a leave today.

"Master Chen happened to be called into the house by Wang Ye, so he was temporarily subordinated by the officials."

My heart was tight, "Why is the Lord calling?"

"I heard that Wang Ye felt a bit cold." Zhang Taiyi looked up at my face, and was in a hurry. "Wang Ye has always been strong and healthy, and the wind and cold are not a concern. The princess does not have to worry."

The rain eased slightly, and the two doctors left. A Yue served the ginseng tea. I took it and set it aside. I didn't drink it. I drank under the window and gazed at the rain screen. After returning to the case again, I looked at the thick scriptures.

Suddenly I heard Aunt Xu sighed, "Looking at this unbelievable look, I'm afraid that the princess' heart is long gone."

A Yue chuckled, "Everything the doctor said was not a concern, and the princess didn't have to worry too much."

I gazed at the twilight outside the window, and my heart was constantly chaotic, and my duty could not be peaceful. Seeing the rain was rushing, the sky was gradually getting dark.

"Command the car, I want to go back to the house." I stood up and said without a word, there was no hesitation in my heart.

The light car drove all the way back to the palace with the wind and rain. I rushed straight into the inner courtyard and met the doctor who had taken the medicine to the study. The thick smell of medicine floated and made my heart slightly suffocated. I asked the doctor, "How is the Lord?"

The medical doctor said, "Master Wang has been toiled for days and days, overtired, and depressed with heart, so that the cold is invading the evil. Although there is no big brother, he still needs to adjust his breath and rest. Don't worry about fatigue."

I bit my lip and stood for a while, taking the tray myself, "Give me the medicine, you all step down."

The guard outside the study room was quietly removed by me, and the lights in the room were dim, and I slowly turned around the screen, and I saw that the unfolded Zou Shu on the case table was not finished, and the pen and ink were set aside. Under the window, Xiao Xuan slowly put on his robe, and stood with his hands on his shoulders. My heart was sore, I held the medicine but couldn't move anymore, I just looked at him, I didn't know how to speak.

The night breeze came in through the window, and the half-covered carved long window moved slightly. He coughed a few times, and his shoulders moved slightly, making my heart tighten suddenly. I rushed forward and put the medicine on the case table. He said coldly without looking back, "Let it go down."

I poured the medicine into a bowl and laughed softly, "Drink the medicine first, and then rush me."

He turned suddenly and looked at me, his eyes turned against the light and shadow, unable to see the expression at the moment. I smiled, looked back, slowly stirred the soup with a small spoon, and tried whether the heat was appropriate. He didn't say anything, and I focused on stirring the soup medicine. The two were facing each other in silence, and the sound leaked far away.

He laughed suddenly, his voice was hoarse, and he wasn't half warm. "Get news so soon?"

I do n’t know why he asked this question, so he looked down and said, “The housekeeper never said, I know that people from the hospital today came to say hello.”

"Too hospital?" He frowned. I lowered my head, became more guilty, and deeply regretted my negligence. Even if he was ill, I didn't know in time, and no wonder he was displeased.

"Don't you rush back for your son-in-law?" He said indifferently.

"Zi?" I looked up suddenly. "What's wrong with Zi?"

He was silent for a moment, and said lightly, "The news that was just returned today was that the traitor Zilu was defeated in Fenglinzhou, and the prince Xian flew in front of the enemy to make Zili escape, and he was wounded by the rebel dark arrow."

With a crisp sound, I missed the jade bowl and the medicine splashed.

"How is he ... hurt?" I trembled, lest I hear ominous news come out of his mouth.

Xiao Yan's eyes were hidden in deep shadows, and he was cold and persecuted, immersed in my body like snow and ice. "Song Huaien took a risk and rescued Zi, and the injury was not fatal." He stared at me, his thin lips moved and raised A taunted smile, "It was just that His Royal Highness King heard that Zilu could not escape, and after being killed on the spot by Hu Guanglie, he refused medical treatment in the camp, and died of hunger strike."

I always thought that I knew him the deepest, how did time know that everything had been distorted, and today's children are gone.

I know that he is as soft as a jade nature. I thought I would put him beside Song Huaien. A hard-working person can always calm him down, and at the same time, he can be safe and sound, but he was so determined to die.

"Why are you so pale?" Xiao Xie looked at me with a smile, "Fortunately, that arrow missed the shot, otherwise the king really couldn't explain to the princess."

His words were heard in his ears, like sharp blades piercing his heart. I slowly leaned down, picking up the pieces of the floor, biting my lower lip silently.

Xiao Yan suddenly pulled me up and lifted my hand to brush out the broken porcelain in the palm of my hand. "I have already fallen, can you still retrieve a complete porcelain bowl?"

"Even if it is a porcelain bowl, I ca n’t bear to lose it after using it for a long time." I lifted my eyes to meet his gaze, and wanted to laugh, but the corners of the eyes were wet, and the tears blurred his eyes. Relative care will be given over many years, not to mention the son-in-law who grew up with me! I broke the promise first and empathized afterwards, the feelings of children in the past have become brotherhood, but now I just want to save him a life and live the rest of my life, Can't you even tolerate this? Do you have to force me to be cruel and unscrupulous, and send your loved ones one by one under your sword to be loyal? "

Some words blurted out, and there was no room for regret. Even if I knew it was angry, I couldn't take it back ... I and he froze, staring at each other in silence.

"It turns out that you blame me so deeply." His face was cold, and there was no more emotion in his eyes.

I wanted to explain, but I didn't know what to say, everything was frozen on my lips.

Even more leaking sounds, it was already a cold night, and the moon was in the middle of the sky.

"It's not early, let's rest." He said indifferently, as if nothing had happened, and in a blink of an eye he condensed the mood and anger, hiding all emotions under the invisible mask, but the meaning was deep and cool.

Watching him step up and walk out, standing tall and straight into the curtain, clearly within reach, but seemingly like an abyss. I no longer hold back my fear, and would rather have him turn back, get angry, and even argue with me, rather than give me a cold and bleak back. I started to be afraid that he would leave me here alone and never come back ... All pride or grievances could not withstand this instantaneous fear. I never knew I was so timid.

I ran out, and Jinping flipped the Jinping screen. The loud noise made him stop in front of the door, but he didn't look back, his figure was still cold as iron.

"You are not allowed to go!" I surrounded him abruptly from behind, and tried my best to hug him.

I gave up so much before holding the happiness now, how can I let go again; after hurting so much, only holding on to the most important one, how can I lose again.

He allowed me to hold it still, his cold body softened a bit, and he sighed a long time, "Ah, I'm tired."

My heart is cut like a knife, and my pain is beyond words, "I know."

He coughed lowly, his voice was lonely and tired, "Maybe one day, I will also be injured and die. At that time, will you also take care of me like that?"

I shook my head and whispered, "You won't hurt or die! I won't allow you to say that again!"

He turned to stare at me with a smirk, and there was a desolation in his eyebrows, "Ah, I am not God."

I was shocked and looked up at him, only to see that his smile was faint and his bones were deep and cold. In the court, the moonlight was like water and practiced, and the jade steps of the jade cage were faint and clear.

"How long will it take for you to grow up?" He raised my face and sighed deeply, not hiding the disappointment in his eyes.

The moonlight is cool, and it's cooler than this, but it's my heart.

"Am I disappointing you?" I laughed, and then let go of my hands. "What did I do to make you so disappointed?" For a long time, he couldn't see my efforts and abandonment, but only for An annoyance, just so easily disappointed ... Am I not mortal, am I not tired and painful? I shook my head and laughed, tears falling, stepping back step by step. He suddenly reached out and hugged me, trying to take me into his arms. I decided to pull away, and bowed down to worship him.

His hand was stiff in the air, and he looked at me for a while, then turned away.

The next day I went back to Ci'an Temple, immersed myself in cooking trivia behind my mother, and never returned to my home. Xiao Yuan has seen me several times, and they just do nothing to each other, but they are relatively alienated. Aunt Xu looked in her eyes, only when we were arrogant, fearing that the stalemate would be lost, and repeatedly urged me to return home earlier. All I could do was to shirk with a bitter smile, on the pretext that everything was behind my mother, and Lai refused to go back in the temple.

In the temple of Guqing, only Aunt Xu and A Yue accompanied me. Since the death of my mother, I have been awakening from my dreams every night. There are always evil monsters chasing me in my dreams, and I often see blood flowing everywhere. The only relief is that my brother is about to return. He received the news of the funeral. He is already on his way back to Beijing for the funeral.

After a few more days, there was no one in the palace for a long time, and the housekeeper ran back and forth every day. I simply took Aunt Xu back to the palace and lived in Fengchi Palace.

No matter how Aunt Xu and A Yue persuaded, I was always reluctant to return to the Royal Palace of Yuzhang, not to be indifferent to Xiao Yue, and unwilling to deal with it in the future. I just felt tired. The long-term suspicion finally became resentful in each other's heart, wounded, and a knot that could not be understood.

The death of Zilu ended this war, but did not end more killings.

The southern imperial clan was defeated, the kings were killed or fallen, the rebel soldiers and horses were killed and wounded countlessly, and the blood blew for thousands of miles. The South Army army division returned to the DPRK and escorted as many as a thousand people to the imperial clan who had entered Beijing for crimes.

The victory in the north has been determined. The army has invaded Turki all the way, and the soldiers have approached the city of Kings.

The Turkic king fled to the western desert and deserted his relatives. He was trapped for many days and suffered injuries. Fei Shacheng was killed. The corpse was presented in front of the king's account, and exposed to the city for the first three days.

I had known He Lanzhen's fierce decision, but I did not expect that he could be fierce to his own father. Thinking back to that day, I could not wave away the bitter and resentful eyes under the moonlight ... He Lanzhen, after all, was still a deep-seated devil, and buried my life with the word hate. The Turkic king is dead, he can be considered a revenge of his life, will it be Xiao Yan?

Fortunately, he will not have this opportunity again. In the name of suppressing the rebellious royal family and protecting the new monarch, Tang Jing fought 100,000 soldiers in the Turkic King City to conquer the first ruler of the King of the Law. The new Turkic king eventually became a puppet on the throne. This is the big plan Xiao Xiao has already planned. From then on, Turk bowed its head and will always be a kingdom of my dynasty.

I heard that Prince Hulan was about to be escorted into Beijing this evening. The people of the capital rushed to the streets to see the former Turkic warrior. He was reduced to a prisoner under the ranks of the Regent and ran to praise the wise and mighty Regent.

I closed the scroll and read the book without any thought. I just looked at the sky and clouds. I remembered that many years ago, I watched his figure on the tower above the city ... The years were like water and I didn't feel years.

Aunt Xu came in quietly, smiling broadly, and yelled, "Prince, just came to the house to preach the message, and Grandpa wanted to pass a meal in Fengchi Palace tonight."

I froze for a moment, and looked down slightly, "I see, you go to decorate."

Aunt Xu sighed and stopped talking. I know what she wants to say. Xiao Yan naturally has the initiative to reconcile. She hopes that I will not be paranoid and will blow Xiao Yan's mind. Over the past few days, Xiao Yan has been busy with political affairs, and still often visits Fengchi Palace to see me, but he never speaks peace and does not ask me why he refuses to go back, as if I have determined that I will bow down and admit his mistakes as usual, seeking his tolerance. Perhaps seeing that I was always indifferent, he gradually became anxious and finally willing to put down his body to seek peace. Watching Aunt Xu busy in the outside hall, lighting up the ambergris, picking up the lantern of Qiansha ... I suddenly felt a deep sorrow. When I became like a concubine concubine, I needed to express my love and spend all my thoughts. In order to please my husband.

When holding the lamp, Xiao Yan walked into the temple with a tired expression, but his expression was warm and peaceful. I was lazily leaning on the embroidered couch to read a book, only to lie down and smile at him, not to get up to meet him.

He stood there in a suit and waited for a while before the maid had to come forward and widen his robes for him. I used to do this myself, but today I deliberately turned a blind eye. Rarely he didn't look displeased, still walked to me with a smile, shook my hand, and said softly, "Let you wait long, let's pass on the meal."

Gongren brought all kinds of delicacies, and fish poured in. It seemed to have prepared for tonight. Each dish was extraordinarily exquisite and elegant, which is my favorite taste. The scent of savory wine came from the nose. A palace man held a luminous cup of jade pot and poured it for us. Xiao Ye stared at me with a smile, and his eyes were gentle. "This is a plum wine that has been aged for 30 years, and it is rare to find it." My heart warmed up, and I raised my eyes with a smile, but touched his burning eyes.

"I haven't had a drink with you for a long time." He sighed and smiled slightly. "Neglect the beauties, and punish yourself three cups to accompany the princess."

I held back a smile, and ignored him, but glanced at the toasting palace man, the green slender waist, the beautiful and moving, and vaguely some familiar.

Overheard Xiao Xiao sighed, "I'm not as attractive as a woman?"

Looking back at the helplessness of his face, I couldn't help but glance at him obliquely, "How can a martial artist compare to a beauty?"

The beautiful palace man stood behind Xiao Yan, with a droopy pink neck, and was very shy. When I moved in my heart, when I looked at it from the side, I felt that this woman's eyebrows seemed to have known each other. There was a place slowly arching in the depths of my memory ... Xiao Xiao had smiled, raised his glass, and looked up to drink. My heart flashed, and I blurted out. "Slowly--"

As soon as I opened my mouth, the light in the corner of the eye flashed, and the maiden suddenly started to work, her figure was almost like a ghost, and a shovel of light flew from behind Xiao Xiao. In a hurry, I didn't think about it. I fit on Xiao Xiao and pushed him away. The cold air passed by his ears, as if he had touched the sharpness of the blade, but his body was suddenly light, caught in Xiao Bao's arms, and he leaned back abruptly, only to feel that a strong force fluttered out with him ... The sound, the humming sound, the sound of gold and iron falling to the ground, all happened in the flash of lightning!

The exclamation of the right and left palace people sounded, "There are assassins! Come on!"

The palace girl missed her shot, folded her body and slammed into the post, her head burst into blood and she fell to the ground.

Only then did I return to my heart, hold Xiao Xiao tightly, and see that he was safe and sound, then he was completely weak, but he opened his mouth but could not speak.

Xiao Xie embraced me fiercely, and said, "You are crazy, who wants you to rush it!"

I was about to speak, and suddenly my eyes became dark, and my body suddenly softened.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Xiao Yan was startled.

There was a hint of soreness in my left hand. I tried to raise my hand, but my arm seemed to be heavy. I saw a very light and thin red mark on the back of my hand, bleeding from the blood, and Yin Hongli was a little bit miserable. The human voice was far away from me, the only thing I could feel was his warm and solid arms.

He was dimly heard calling to me hoarsely, and my eyes widened, but his face fell into a blur.

"That day, you asked me if ..." Exhausting my last sober will, I squinted and sighed, "Fool, my life is given to you, and I will ask ..."

——Maybe one day, I will be hurt and die. At that time, will you take care of me like that?

——Yes, I will, I will take my life to protect you back and forth.