Beside the once smooth and straight official road, at this moment the barren grass is overgrown, and the white reeds are almost more than one person high, and the cold wind hits, and the reeds are blown to the ground.

The former magnificent guards of the city tower have disappeared, the previously bustling streets have been deserted, and the beggars on the side of the road are hunched over and staring at the black-clothed young man on horseback.

Today is her father's birthday, and she can't find out where her parents and sister are buried, so she takes the risk to come to the old house to pay respects.

"Childe, okay, my grandson hasn't eaten for three days, please be kind and give me something to eat!"

As soon as she got off the horse, the skirt was pulled by an old man, the old man's face full of ravines was covered with sadness and suffering, she was holding a child less than two years old in her arms, the child's face was sallow, the eye sockets were deep, it seemed to be very weak, lifeless, the pale lips that trembled gently, a little oozing drops of blood, implying that the child still had a breath.

She couldn't bear it, so she took out a piece of silver indigo from her arms and handed it to the old woman's palm: "Old man, the child seems to be sick, take the child to heal quickly!"

The old man lowered his eyebrows, his withered hands tightly grasped the white flowers and silver, and his yellow and cloudy eyes looked at her back and forth, as if he noticed her extraordinary bearing, and looked at the ruins in the city wall with trembling, and comforted her, "Childe, listen to my advice, don't go in! If you let the officers and soldiers see it, you will be killed." As he spoke, he made a head-cutting motion with his hand on his neck.

His eyes were embarrassed, and he coughed incessantly.

Fu Liluo looked stunned, frowned and looked at it, the inside and outside of the city wall were empty, and the once bustling trading shops had long been nowhere to be found, it seemed that the silver brought was useless, and he wanted to buy some sacrificial things.

His eyes swept over the child in the old man's arms, and he suddenly felt a sour nose, raised his hand to untie a white fur cushion from his waist, bent over the child's cold and shivering body, and stood up:

"Old man, this is already lonely, why are there still officers and soldiers patrolling?"

There is a desolate scene all around, and the grass has covered the corners of the wall, what can be patrolled?

The old woman rolled her withered eyes, looked around warily, hooked her hand, and motioned for her to crouch.

Fu Liluo bent over slightly and half-squatted, leaning over sideways.

The old woman glanced around again, leaned into her ear, and whispered in a low voice, "I heard that the second lady of the Ningxi Hou Mansion is not dead, and there was one less person at the time of the execution. Tears flowed down his cheeks as he spoke.

With a buzz, Fu Liluo sat down in the pool, and in an instant, his lower body was cold and piercing, but his heart suddenly jumped non-stop.

It's not dead, my sister isn't dead, is that true?

She was so pleasantly surprised that she grabbed the woman's hand, laughing and crying, "Really?

The old woman was already shocked when she saw her sudden strange reaction, and hurriedly pulled her shirt and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand: "Childe, shh, Childe, don't make a noise! The old body also heard about it, you see, these people have heard that the second lady is not dead, and they all came here to guard her!" Following the old woman's gaze, she looked at the scattered lonely beggars.

It turns out that these poor people were originally family people, but the fall of the Ningxi Hou Mansion also overturned their homes, and they have lived a life of displacement since then, which is really sad and lamentable!

She walked towards the dilapidated house in a daze, and suddenly, her face was cold, and her white cheeks were already wet with tears.

"Childe, Childe, don't go in!

Behind him sounded the old man's shrill and suppressed voice.

The cold wind whistled in her ears, as if she was going to devour her, although she was ready to face everything, but the ruins in front of her, the devastated and crumbling Ningxi Hou Mansion scared her.

The plaque hanging on the porch, the words "Ningxi Hou Mansion" can be vaguely distinguished, two terrible big spiders crawl back and forth, and the plaque is covered with white and red brushed spider webs, which look withered and decayed to the extreme.

Bent his knees in astonishment, staring at it in a daze for a long time, until his legs were sore, and then he stood up against the half-broken corner.

The Ningxi Hou Mansion, which was once majestic and magnificent, now presents in front of her only broken bricks and tiles, pulling grass and weeds.

Hurriedly stepped in.

"Come, Luo'er, your right hand should be raised, yes, raised"

The misty red eyes looked at the empty deserted courtyard through the dense rain curtain, as if he saw his own sword practice in the courtyard, the delicate girl in the cardamom years clumsily danced the long sword, winning or losing in one move, at that time, often when he was stomping his feet angrily, his father always leaned on this big locust tree, and happily told himself the essentials of sword dancing.

With a splitting headache, he raised his hand to support his forehead, gasped for breath, and walked slowly into the flower hall.

The body was unstable and fell.

"The daughter said goodbye to her parents, and asked her father and mother to take care of her body"

This was the last sentence she said to her parents in her previous life, and now that she thinks about it, every word is heart-wrenching, at that time, she remembered the tiger and wolf-like Lang Jun wholeheartedly, how did she know that it was the last parting!

Raised his eyes and looked at the gray and desolate flower hall, in the middle of the hanging Li Mu's "Stars and Moon Prayer for Longevity" is more than half missing, this is my father's favorite before his death, in the past, my father had to wipe the dust with his own hands every day, not for anything else, just begging for a harmonious and healthy family, safe and smooth.

correct

In the end, the family suffered day after day, and their lives were so thin.

Supporting his chest with his bare hands, a dull pain hit, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and he whimpered on the upside-down mahogany bench, letting the broken tears roll down, and regretting that he had not done it at the beginning.

"Father, mother, it's the daughter who is not filial, the daughter is not filial"

The cherry red and tender lips were already pale and bloodless, and the white porcelain silver teeth bit out a few holes in the dry lips, and the blood jumped out in an instant, but she didn't feel pain.

"Sister, sister, how do you pronounce this word?" suddenly frowned, as if he saw a seventeen or eight-year-old girl holding a scroll and running towards him with a smile, and stretched out her hand happily, but she didn't hold anything......

Straight stunned struggled to get up, along the inner corridor corner of the ear chamber, staggering steps, stumbling on the broken red silk, what an irony! This original red silk was the mother urged the best embroidery girl in the whole house to rush to make it month after month, just to send her the scenery to get married, the full 50 meters of red silk embroidered with wings and ready to fly colorful phoenix, the mother's originally clear and distinct eyes were boiled red.

At that time, she stepped on this to get married, and her heart was excited, stepping on the red silk to get married meant that the days to come were prosperous and peaceful, but ...... She smiled, only to feel the hairs on her body stand on end.

Along the corner of the beautiful white begonia, right into an arch, through the winding porch door, due south is her previous boudoir, knocked on the dull pain of the forehead, raised her eyes, the apricot pear blossom wood door is wide open, look at the room, the room is breezy, blowing, bringing out the smell of corruption.

With legs weighing thousands of pounds, he walked in like a walking corpse.

Squeak

The peachwood-colored window coffin actually fell, and with a sound of sand, a big black bird flew out of the right wing.

The big bird flew over her head with a thud and landed on a dry locust tree not far away, staring at her.

"Come, Miss, look at this little finch and ...... Miss ....."

After shaking their heads, the little finch and the little eaglet stood at the corner of the vermilion door and looked at her and laughed, and after a while they chattered and made a fuss. She was about to speak, but the two of them ran away giggling.......

Holding her hands in her arms, she slowly raised her legs and went in, and the two ends of the ancient ink moire long foot case stood prominently and eye-catchingly erected mottled incense candlesticks, burning less than half of the red candles, burning like fire, her eyes tingled, and the blood flowed backwards all over her body.

Enduring the illusion that there seemed to be thousands of ants scratching in the belly, the cat entered its boudoir.

On the wooden case on the right, the "Seven Star Sword Spectrum" that has not yet been read is turning over and over with the cold wind, touching the wooden case with bare hands, the gray case fell a layer of soil, and the stupid eyebrows paced into the inner room, raised eyebrows and looked at it, the soft couch of the apricot yellow pear tree was piled up with all kinds of clothes, her eyes were slightly dull, I remember that when I got married, the bed was covered with red things, could it be that someone had changed it?

The pale yellow bed was also crumpled due to its dilapidation, and it was no longer possible to see the true color.

The big red curtain outside the bed had long since turned into rags, swinging back and forth in the wind.

Sitting on the edge of the bed with his fists twisted and his eyes red, his heart was full of holes and had long been rotten.

suddenly

A fishy smell came out of his throat.

Covering his mouth with a brocade papa, his eyebrows spit out.

When I raised my hand, I saw that there was a pool of blood clots in the white soft handkerchief.

He searched around with a very pale face and ran out quickly.

I can't stay any longer, otherwise, my heart will only hurt more.

Tweeted......

The blackbird in the big locust tree babbled at her.

Hehe, even the finger bird bullied his own family's misfortune!

Angry in his heart, he hunched over and picked up a stone, and was about to throw it at it, but when he faced the dark mass, he felt pity for it, threw the stone casually, and walked under the rockery at the corner courtyard on the left.

The arch on the side of the rockery is a zigzag verandah, the stones under the steps are spread into a road, two or three houses above, this is the residence of the mother's personal grandmothers, from here through a round gate, the dark red door a dazzling word almost suffocated her, the big bright red word "kill" made her shudder, scalp numb.

Go out is the backyard, there are sparse pear blossoms and osmanthus flowers, the side branches are connected on both sides of the road, the fragrance seems to be wafting straight to the tip of the nose, she is haggard, has no intention of stopping, along the zigzag small pond into the brick-red wing, she did not dare to look up, only by the memory of the appearance to find in.

At this moment, she is like a ghost of a thousand years, rippling and rippling, back and forth, trying to find the last straw.

Unfortunately, except for the old tables and chairs and broken vases, there was no smell of my parents in the room.

How can it be so clean? It's like it's been looted.

The empty Nanmu bed, the pale blue curtain swaying, as if she was whispering, as if she was complaining about what terrible death had happened in this room at that time!

His hands rubbed back and forth the cold relics in the room, but except for an empty bed, it was a wooden chair with a missing leg.

She caressed them one by one, and finally sat on the edge of the cold bed, covered it with her bare hands, lay half of her body, and muttered:

"Mother, father, you died so miserably!"

Cold tears dripped down her beautiful face.

Suddenly thinking of something, he raised his hand and took out a bottle of sake from his arms, unscrewed the lid, and poured it out into the dim window.

"Father, today is your birthday, don't worry, I will find my sister. ”

"I swear that I will take the head of Yuwen Jingyi to avenge you!"

As he spoke, he spilled a full bottle of sake.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to lie down and bleed.

His hands clenched into fists and slammed into the crumbling gray wall.

suddenly

Outside, there was the sound of Suosuo's footsteps, she was stunned, lowered her head, leaned against the corner of the wall, and looked at it through the faint sky, but it was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Brother, why did you bring me here?"

Brittle, coquettish voices came.

Two people, two people came, who were they? Surely not officials, who were they? Who would dare to venture like this?

She was curious.

"Yuan'er, this is one of my old friends, today is his birthday, I came to see him......"

The magnetic male voice entered with the wind, Fu Liluo held his breath, stood with his head tilted, his black pupils followed, and the amber oil lamp in the man's hand was flickering up and down.

My father was an honest and honest official all his life, and many people in the officialdom were not accustomed to him, but she probably knew a few people who were good friends with him, but although this voice was familiar, she couldn't remember this old man at all......

"Brother, is this Ningxi Marquis really a good person, why did the emperor kill his whole family?"

The girl suddenly asked, Fu Liluo frowned, straightened her back and leaned against the gray wall like an ice cellar, and grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly with her bare hands.

Half a day

The two stopped suddenly, the man held a dim oil lamp, reflected on the girl's simple little face, and said in a deep voice: "Ning Xihou offended the powerful person, so he was killed, and the emperor was also deceived by the traitor......"

Fu Liluo stood in front of the window, the light was projected on the man's face, and he saw him holding a lamp in one hand and putting the other hand on the girl's slender shoulder, talking.

Fu Liluo only felt that his whole body was like fire, and his heart was about to pop out.

She saw it, she saw it, she saw it so clearly, it was him..... That's right, it's him, they've seen it before, no wonder the last time they saw it on the balcony, it seemed familiar.

"Dou Xiaoyang, thank you"

She meditated in her heart, stroked the devastated grinding window with her bare hands, and fell crooked, like the white and delicate water hibiscus.