Chapter 1065

She took nanbaozhu's hand in comfort.

Han Yanliang also said: "fortunately, the Duke of the country is a man of deep love and righteousness. News often comes from Tianshu. There are always aristocratic families who want to give the Duke of the town a few pillow people, but they are rejected when they see that the people in the government are cold and powerful. It goes without saying for whom to refuse. "

Nanbaozhu knows those things.

It's not just that group of colleagues who want to give Ning Wanzhou a favor. When she goes to the high gate banquet, a woman always brings her daughter and niece to make up with her, saying that a man always wants to take a concubine. Instead of letting him take a difficult job, it's better for her to take charge of it and help her husband get a know-how, and they can take care of each other.

But she didn't like to concubine her husband.

Ning Wanzhou didn't have that idea.

There is no concubine room in the backyard, which is her greatest happiness.

It's just

She touched her stomach quietly.

I've been married to him for so many years, but I've never seen anything in my stomach.

Although the mouth said not in a hurry, but there is no really not in a hurry?

She quietly smile, said back to the cold smoke cool marriage.

……

The team returned to Chang'an three days later.

Before Xiao Yi stepped into the imperial study, a palace man came to report that it was the fourth prince who asked to see him.

He sat down and looked up at him.

The young people who step into the study are still better dressed in white than in snow, but their faces are no longer as weak and haggard as they used to be, and there is a faint light on them, which is really the light contained in the treasure of Gaoshan Yangzhi.

But deep in the eye, it is cold and lonely.

He still twists a string of sandalwood beads, but there is a small golden bell on the beads. When he walks, the golden bell is crisp, just like a girl's smile.

Xiao Yi opened the memorial: "you are in poor health. You seldom go out in winter. How did you come here today?"

Xiao knelt down in his essay.

Xiao Yi's writing movement was a little.

He raised his eyelids.

Xiao Sui's face was even more lonely, and his voice was like cold snow in a high mountain: "my younger brother asked me to go to the northern Great Wall immediately to guard the frontier."

Xiao Yi looks at him.

He slowly put down the brush: "why?"

Xiao with don't speak, just with the head close to the ground, long kneel can't get up.

Holding the Buddha's hand, I can't stop clenching it.

He closed his eyes deeply, and the scene of that morning came to his mind.

He was stabbed by Huo Tingyu's bone. He was even ready to die, but in the early morning of the next day, he woke up unexpectedly.

The wound was properly bandaged, and the whole body was filled with the spirit that had never been seen in 12 years. A great force surged in the blood and bone marrow, as if it had returned to the youth of fresh clothes and angry horses.

He sat up abruptly.

The old hall is empty and desolate. The corner is the ashes of the red gauze lamp. The girl who should have been here is missing, leaving a string of small golden bells in place.

He touched the heart, and it was empty.

A bad premonition hit his heart, he turned out of bed, but let him search the cold palace, still can't find the girl's trace.

He went back to the old hall and sat beside the bed.

He leaned over to pick up the string of little golden bells, but suddenly noticed that on the dark floor, a complex array totem had been drawn, and in the middle of the array, there was a small handful of crystal clear ashes.

He stared at the handful of ashes.

He remembered that the fire tribe had this kind of sacrifice ceremony.

The heart, at this moment, beats more violently.

The thought in his mind frightened him and made him pale.

Just as he was in a daze, the cold wind blew open the window.

Seeing that the hold of ashes was about to be blown away, he suddenly rushed forward regardless of everything and covered the ashes tightly with his hands. The whole person was shaking violently, just like a wild animal falling into a trap, giving out a roar of collapse.

He screamed, tears streaming into the corners of his mouth.

Desperation spread all over the world, like a gradually tightening black net, deeply embedded in every inch of his blood, every inch of his heart, making him nowhere to escape!

……

In the imperial study.

Xiao Sui clenched the beads.

Her ashes are hidden in every Buddhist bead.

He wants to be with her forever.

He doesn't want to stay in Chang'an. He wants to go to the Great Wall in the far north. He wants to go to the grassland where she lived when she was a child. He wants to see the stars of Chilan mountain again with her. He wants to play her favorite tune with bone flute and weave a garland for her

Over the years, the man with a weak crown knelt down and burst into tears.

Xiao Yi doesn't know what happened.

But he knew that the younger brother was introverted and would never tell him what kind of despair he met.

Silent for a long time, he said: "at least, in Chang'an over this year?"

With tears streaming down his face, Xiao shook his head: "I can't wait for a moment if I want to leave."Xiao Yi is silent in the end.

He gave Xiao Sui a customs declaration and appointment document for the northern Great Wall, and watched him stumble out of the imperial study.

He stood under the eaves and looked in the direction of Lenggong.

Is there any connection between Huo Qi and Shen Jiang?

If they've ever teamed up, what kind of deal have they made?

Gloomy wind and snow are coming from the distant sky.

Xiao Yi squinted.

Although Huoqi is dead, his intuition is that it is far from over.

……

Cold palace.

The woman, with her white hair on the floor and wearing a dark purple suit, is sitting under the window cooking tea.

Kneeling on the opposite side of the little maid in waiting, she is very clever These are the new things that I heard recently in Chang'an city. Huo Qi was no more than a teacher, but he was so ambitious that he dared to assassinate the emperor! It's only when he's dead

The air of tea is dense, and Shen Jiang's face is hidden in the mist, which makes people unreal.

ah Yan is a powerful character who cuts off all her heart and soul. She can only listen to the lively way and inquire about the outside news.

Huo Qi is dead

He is not a rival of ah Yan.

Shen Jiang bent his lips, stretched out his long white hand, carelessly picked up the boiling teapot and poured the tea soup into the azure cup.

What she seeks has never been to assassinate a Yan.

I hope that Huo Qi's hand in the middle can succeed.

She took the cup of tea and took a sip of it.

She looked out of the window. It was overcast and she saw another heavy snow.

She has lived for so many years. She is tired of seeing snow and mountains.

ah, I wish the fairies a happy new year and all the best!

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