Burning Phoenix eyes, looking directly at Shen Yijue.

Although Shen Yijue has no expression, his eyes are full of waves.

Although he was loyal to his aunt, he knew how she was.

The prince was so gentle as a jade gentleman who was forced to die by her

He still remembers the capture of the crown prince.

It's also a cold winter.

The crown prince was hunting in white, standing on the Bank of the Weishui river. He was killed by Jin Wuwei.

The crown prince looked at him and said in a warm voice, "when I was a boy, I broke up with you. I traveled around famous mountains and rivers with you, and had a long talk with you at night. It's just that you and I have a different way. After the Shen family is loyal to their mother, you kill her for her, but you don't blame you. "

He looked to the far south-west. His beautiful face was full of regret.

He said: "Gu has three younger brothers and a younger sister. He has no chance to take care of them. If there is a chance in the future, please let a jueminian give them a free hand in the past

The desperate prince does not want to live or hate.

It was his younger brother and sister that he was thinking of.

Shen Yijue also has a younger brother.

He understood the feeling of an elder brother cherishing his younger brother and sister.

How cold is the snow.

In front of him, Xiao daoyan's face gradually coincides with that of the crown prince.

Shen Yi never lowered his long sword.

He touched the scar under his left eye, and more distant memories came into his mind.

After a long time, he whispered, "as you wish."

When Xiao Yi was taken down the tower, he saw Nan Baoyi standing quietly at the bottom of the palace.

He stepped forward.

Nanbao's eye tail was red, and he took a handkerchief to wipe the blood stains on his cheek. Danfeng's eyes were full of doubts: "I don't understand..."

I don't understand why Xiao Yi took today's move.

He is clearly a very cautious man.

Prison is not his purpose.

There was no anxiety on Xiao Yi's face, but his expression was still ordinary.

He bent his thin lips, touched the head of Nanbao clothes, and said in a low voice: "Qingyang took you out, nanjiaojiao. You are the cleanest card among all the people."

Nan Baoyi doesn't understand.

The cleanest card

What do you mean?

Xiao Yi leaned over to her ear and said, "Qingyang and I have put all the bets on you. Nanjiaojiao should be a spark to light the spark of Xiao's royal family. "

He gave the girl a kiss on the cheek and gave her a meaningful look before he was taken away by Jin Wuwei.

Nanbaoyi is still standing there.

Holding the file tightly, she could guess something in her heart, but she was not sure whether her guess was correct.

The snow is still falling.

Thick clouds were piled up in the sky, and snow fell on the streets of Chang'an, causing children to play in groups.

The lively sound of Suona came from the end of the street.

Wei's wedding party is on its way.

The maids scattered countless silver and candy on both sides of the street. The bridal sedan chair was decorated with red decorations. The noble husband riding on the red horse was wearing happy clothes, smiling lightly and wild.

He gazed at the direction of the palace, with some expectation in his eyes.

Just then, a fast horse passed through the crowd and sped out of the city.

The girl's white dress was dyed bright red with blood, and her head was full of green silk flying in the cold wind.

She is wild and wild, like a butterfly that is hard to catch.

She went by the wrong way with the wedding party.

Wei Shaoqian reined the horse.

Smile on the face, a little bit disappeared.

Hidden in the eyes of the little expectations, turned into cold, sinister, like a snake, especially frightening.

The retinue said with a smile: "son in law, what are you doing here? The auspicious time is coming. We should go to the palace to meet the bride! You didn't sleep all night last night. I think you can't wait to marry the emperor! "

Wei Shaoqian has no expression.

The hand holding the reins is full of blue veins.

Xiao Qingyang passed through Chang'an Street and rode to the gate.

The garrison general had already received the order of Jin Wuwei to forbid anyone to leave the city.

Seeing the city gate closed, Xiao Qingyang took out the token carved with complicated and ancient patterns from his arms and angrily drank: "open the city gate!"

The general of the garrison took a look and opened the gate for her in a hurry and trembling manner.

The token of the son of heaven can pass through any pass of Dayong without any difficulty.

Xiao Qingyang rode his horse and galloped in the direction of Wanguo temple.

At the beginning, the prince brother was able to escape from Chang'an successfully because his father and emperor also gave him this token quietly?

But no matter how the father and the emperor made up for it, it is a fact that the prince brother died on the Bank of the Weishui river.

She can't forgive her father, not to mention Shen Jiang!

Although she lost today, she has no regrets!

Through the snow in the snow.She let the horses go.

She took up her robe, looked at the temple half way up the hill, and resolutely stepped on the long winding blue stone steps.

After Huimin's death, the monks of Wanguo Temple scattered, leaving only Nancheng to guard the temple.

Now there are no pilgrims to the mountain to pray for Buddha. The mountain is deserted and covered with snow. The green and black walls of the temple are covered with thick moss. The bronze bells under the pagoda make a lonely sound, which makes the mountain more spacious.

Xiao Qingyang forced himself to the outside of the mountain temple.

The blood stained palm presses on the mountain gate, supports not to let oneself fall.

She gasped and knocked hard at the closed gate.

"Brother Nanjia..."

The girl's voice was dumb.

She fell to the ground and fainted outside the temple.

……

When nanbaoyi returned to Nanfu, it was almost dusk.

Step into the mansion, but see the mansion jubilant.

When the maid and the boy saw her, they were excited and happy to say hello to her. They even called her "adult" in a unified way.

She walked into the pine and crane courtyard in doubt. There were a lot of ugly people in the flower hall. They were all dressed in luxurious clothes. They were business friends.

Seeing her step into the threshold, they immediately got up and saluted her happily:

"give my regards to Mr. Si Li!"

"I have prepared some small gifts. I hope you will accept them with pleasure."

"The adults are just women, but they can be officials to Sili. It's really amazing!"

All kinds of compliments come out in an endless stream.

Nanbao Yi looked at the brocade boxes piled up in the mountains and guessed a few points in his heart.

She frowned and saluted her grandmother.

The old man is not as happy as the guests.

Her face was complicated, but she still told the truth: "an hour ago, a preacher came to the palace, claiming that the king Yong and the emperor Ji intended to conspire against each other and had been put into prison. Because you have solved the first outstanding case in Chang'an and enjoyed a high reputation in the Yamen and the people, the Duke of Zhenguo and Zhou shangshulang recommended you to be a Sili. Jiaojiao, you... "

Empress Shen, who was in charge of the court, issued a decree ten years ago that if a woman has outstanding talent, she can also act as an official.

Just from the perspective of businessmen, the old lady of South didn't think it was a good thing to be a Sili at this time.

Nan Bao Yi's eyebrows and eyes are drooping.

It turns out that

The second brother prepared such a big gift for her.

He gave her credit for all the cases.

She is the only one who can take over Si Li after he is in prison.

Nan Baoyi looked at the file with blood in his arms, and suddenly he gave a low smile.

The second brother and Diji had great expectations for her.

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