The moon hung high, and the night wind swept against the windows. The carriage traveled all the way to the front of the Langya Palace, and the white flags were moving, very solemn.

Zhou Rushui originally wanted to hand over Prince Chu to Duke Feng and then return to the palace, but Duke Feng only looked at Prince Chu with a drooping face, so he invited Zhou Rushui to enter, lowered his eyebrows, and said respectfully: "The head of the family is now flawless, and I also asked the female monarch to send the little prince to the mourning hall." ”

In all fairness, Zhou Rushui regretted Wang Duan's death, and he did admire Wang Yuxi. But in this situation, she didn't want to enter the door of the Wang family.

Solemn, dead and silent, bleak, this heavy sense of powerlessness will remind her of the night in her previous life, The boundless moonlight shrouded the dangerous Miyagi, but also shrouded her cold figure, the palace changed from chaotic to quiet, There was no longer the sound of music from the wine pond and the meat forest, only she was swallowed up in the merciless and dead night with this Miyagi.

"The head of the family?" Zhou Rushui was stunned before he came to his senses, as soon as Wang Xuan and Wang Duan died, Wang Yuxi rightly inherited the position of the head of the Wang family. It's just that he inherited the inheritance in danger, and he was in a high position before he reached the crown, even if he was a master, he knew everything, and it was not easy to be afraid, and it was no wonder that he was flawless.

Although Wang Zichu is young, he is very intelligent, and he is ignorant in the carriage, and he also knows that the relationship between the Wang family and the Zhou family has changed. At this time, seeing that Zhou Rushui wanted to let go of him, he took a step forward with his little short legs, pitifully grabbed the silk spike on the jade pendant on Zhou Rushui's waist, his eyes were full of water, and he said uneasily: "Sister doesn't want to follow Xiao Wu to come forward?"

Liuyun Baifu Pei was shining in the moonlight because of his swaying, Zhou Rushui's gaze condensed on the jade pendant, raised his eyes, and looked at Wang Zichu again.

The pain of her family and country, the revenge of killing her father, if she steps on this threshold today, she doesn't know if she can leave safely.

Zhou Rushui sighed, slowly grabbed Prince Chu's immature little hand, and said lightly: "That's it, Sister will go with you." ”

The darkness gathered, the night was getting deeper, the ever-bright lamp was burning quietly in front of the coffin, the mourning hall was quiet, dark and cold, and there was not even a single servant or maid, let alone others.

Seeing this, Zhou Rushui frowned slightly, and when he looked back, he saw that Feng Gong was also gone. She took a deep breath, her heart was hazy and doubtful, but she first led Wang Zichu to kneel down in front of the kneeling mat.

Next to the coffin, the two copper tripods burned incense, and the green smoke curled, making the dark coffin in the hall even more terrifying.

Fortunately, for Wang Duan, Zhou Rushui felt sorry in his heart, but he didn't feel guilty. Then she let go of Wang Zichu, but knelt down on her knees in front of the coffin with peace of mind, bowed with her forehead, and made a deep bow.

The night breeze moved, Zhou Rushui hit his head on the ground, and after a while, he got up from the ground, looked at Prince Chu, who was looking at her in a daze, stepped forward and stroked the top of his hair, and said lightly: "Little Wu, Sister will go back to the palace now." ”

Seeing that Zhou Rushui was going to leave him alone, Wang Zichu was stunned, but he was not afraid to be alone in this mourning hall, but he was reluctant, and his red and tender little mouth instantly turned into a line, and he asked her stubbornly: "When will Sister Ah come to pick up Xiao Wu?"

Zhou Rushui looked at him, his eyes moved slightly, and he was thinking about how to answer, but he heard a soft sound behind him, Wang Yuxi's floating ice-like voice slid shallowly across the eardrums, plain and waveless, but his tone was very gentle, and he said, "I'll be back with you tomorrow." ”

Hearing the sound, Zhou Rushui's heart jumped wildly, and suddenly turned his head, and saw Wang Yuxi leaning against the wall and looking at her, her face was much paler than before, wearing linen and filial piety, and her plain clothes were like snow.

Zhou Rushui's gaze was fixed on his face, and his face suddenly turned a little whiter. After a while, he lowered his eyes, and as if his eyebrows were burned, he only said, "Tianjiao farewell." He didn't go to see him again, but took his skirt and left.

She wanted to run away in vain, but she didn't want to be caught by Wang Yuxi before she crossed the threshold. In the hazy night, Wang Yuxi did not have the slightest scruple about Wang Zichu, who was kneeling in front of the coffin, and dragged Zhou Rushui back to the hall with one hand.

There was a strong smell of incense floating in the room, Zhou Rushui leaned against the wall, and when he came back to his senses, he was trapped in front of Wang Yuxi. He stared down at her, his eyes narrowing slightly. Suddenly, the ear piercing was swept by the warm wind, Wang Yuxi's voice rustled into his ears, and he asked her clearly: "Where is the little princess going to escape?"

"The night is heavy and ......" only spit out a few words, and the hot gaze on the top of his head made Zhou Rushui close his mouth. She quietly raised her eyes, and had to look down at her gaze at Wang Yuxi, the light behind the door was dim, and his picturesque eyes were unconsciously a little dark.

Facing his clear eyes, Zhou Rushui knew that he couldn't arrange it perfunctory, so he sighed, his eyes were sad, calmed down the feeling of hardship in his heart, and said lightly: "Since you complain about me in your heart, why bother with me?"

"Complaining about you?" Hearing this, Wang Yuxi slowly withdrew his hand against her, his tone was calm, he turned his head, and looked at the black coffin that was disposed of in the hall not far away.

With his movements, Zhou Rushui was also light in front of her, not to mention loss or bitterness, she pushed him away, but saw that Wang Yuxi came back to her senses, suddenly raised her hand, her fingertips were slightly bent, and gently stroked her cheeks. Like a mountain, he shrouded her in the shadows without moving, approached her, raised his eyebrows, and knowingly asked, "Why should I blame you?"

As soon as he got closer, the two of them were grinding their sideburns, and Feng Gong was also stunned when he saw it in the dark, so he hurriedly bowed down and went into the door to pick up the prince Chu who was staring blankly, and then waited for him to go far, in the mourning hall of Nuoda, in addition to the coffin, there were only Wang Yuxi and Zhou Rushui left.

Zhou Rushui thought that he would be cursed and ignored on this trip, but he never thought that he would stop him. Although she had always known that Wang Yuxi was a person who was free and easy, she didn't know that he could act so recklessly, and on the first seven days of his father's life, he allowed himself to entangle with her in this mourning hall! If this was spread out, he would not be long after he succeeded the head of the family, how would others slander him!

This time, it seems that there is no need to hide anything, Wang Yuxi is too shrewd, and she has always seen that she can see clearly, if she avoids it at this time, it will not be generous enough.

Then Zhou Rushui held her breath, raised her eyes, and met Wang Yuxi's staring gaze, her throat seemed to slide through the harsh liquor, and finally gently pushed away Wang Yuxi's palm on her face, and said slowly: "San Lang, I know that it is not easy for you, but it is not easy for me. Your father sees death as his home, and I have all the abilities that I can't do. I also know that there are indeed many beautiful women in the world, just like Xia Jinduan, it just depends on whether you want Wang Sanlang or not. As for me......"

She paused, and closed her eyes. Xu Xuan opened his eyes and smiled at him, his eyes flashed with a broken light like a starry night, although he whispered softly, but he said very firmly: "As for me, I was born in the emperor's family, and my father, brother and relatives have never had a choice, no matter how unbearable they are, I will not be able to strip them away." And what I thought in my heart, just like in the past, when you and I talked about the tea ceremony, you once said that tea must come from water, and eight parts of tea meets eight parts of water, and tea gets eight points. Ten times of tea meets ten points of water, and tea is also very good. It seems to me that the same is true. Since you can't tolerate me anymore, I don't have to be wronged. ”

She thought about these words for a long time on the sickbed, and now that she said them in one go, the depression in her heart seemed to have dissipated a lot.

But after listening to her words, Wang Yuxi's expression gradually became strange. He moved for a while, raised his hand, pinched his eyebrows tiredly, his eyes were as deep as ink, and asked her with a sneer: "You have been sick recently, is this why?"

"You don't blame me?" The night wind surged the white flags in the hall, and Zhou Rushui was stunned, all unexpected.

"My father is bent on death, what can you do?" Wang Yuxi stared at her, his eyes were gloomy, his voice was a little fluctuating, and he said with a sneer: "The gap between my father and the king has been like a long-term illness for many years. This time, it's just a wrap-up. If it weren't for you who beheaded me that day, how could I have taken the bones away without much effort. As for the Wang family's situation today, I really want to blame it, only blame me for acting recklessly and taking the sword sideways. If it's about sinners, it's me. ”

When he said this, he leaned closer to her, and Zhou Rushui raised his hand to push, and the tentacles were cold. She was stunned, subconsciously looked at Wang Yuxi's pale face, shook her head and said, "How can I blame you?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuxi lowered her eyes and covered her warm little hand, her hand was as soft as a bone, very soft. His heart was a little bitter, and he was quiet for a while before he muttered: "Ah Weng said before his death that in the Wang family, they hate each other, fall into each other, and come up with strange schemes and poisonous schemes, which really hurts the relatives and the enemies are happy!

The starry sky outside was high, the room was as cold as promised, and Wang Yuxi's words were few, revealing a clear and lonely coldness.

As soon as the words came out, Zhou Rushui's eyes widened in disbelief, and she clearly heard the loneliness and momentary confusion in his heart.

"You're good enough. "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid the roots of the Langya royal family would be defeated.

Seeing her say this, a sneer appeared on Wang Yuxi's handsome and majestic face, and his slender fingers gently stroked her chin and gently lifted her chin. Looking at each other, he smiled lightly, looked at her eyes gentle and profound, lowered his head, and asked her quietly: "Ah Nian, do you want to abandon me?"

Abandon him?

Zhou Rushui didn't struggle, for a long time, her lips squirmed, and she said sullenly: "You want to abandon me! That day, you turned a blind eye to me!"

"Abandon you?" Under the moonlight, his extremely deep and dark eyes seemed to be able to look into her heart, the corners of his mouth pulled, wrapped around her waist, shook his head and said, "Ah Nian, you are wrong." ”

With his movements, the warm breath he exhaled rushed on Zhou Rushui's forehead, making her heart beat. She only listened to his soft voice, and said slowly: "You were forced to behead you, so whether you shed tears in front of the torture platform, or let me take the bones away, it is all righteousness rather than personal feelings." If you and I had a long relationship with our children at that time, wouldn't others have looked down on you?"

At this point, Zhou Rushui suddenly understood. It is no wonder that the officials who first impeached Wang Duan with Xie Xun were more or less stigmatized, but she, the one who was the one who wrote and supervised the beheading, was rarely spit on. Only the people in the market laughed and sighed at her, the Tao is revenge, she brushed Liu Zheng's Dan heart in the previous year, and now she has a sudden revenge for killing her father, and she is afraid that her own Dan heart will not be sent to Wang Yuxi.

Thinking of this, Zhou Rushui's lips trembled, unconsciously hugged him, closed his eyes and leaned on his chest, and whispered: "The gods are above, don't deceive me." ”

Wang Yuxi looked at her, leaned over, her thin lips pressed lightly against her neck, and she whispered, and the end was lazy, he

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