"This is the end of my life...... There is no need for a doctor...... "Green Butterfly struggled to squeeze out the same smile as before, trying to comfort the panicked girl, "Green Butterfly is just a girl's maid...... If there is an afterlife...... I also came to serve the girl...... Scratch someone's back...... Yinuo ...... Daughter......"

Xin Yi shook her head incessantly, but she couldn't speak, her throat was so sour that she felt like she was going crazy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She understands that her life has come to this, and she is powerless. However, she was just angry, and she must ask God for her life, and ask for her life from this cold and dirty chess game.

"Don't talk about the next life, I want this life...... I am your girl, you are a slave, you must listen to me...... I won't ...... I won't let you go,......" Xin Yi hoarsely voiced, only the strength to repeat the pale sentence.

She suddenly remembered that she beat her little mother and died, and her father spoke coldly to her because he wanted to hide his life experience, and all kinds of rooms in the house were not to be seen, although the little brother was good, but as a man, he couldn't accompany her from time to time, and later he had a chess boy, but he was still a foreign surname, and he couldn't stick to the house all day long.

Only the green butterfly has been with her.

turned out to be the person who has been with her for the longest time so far.

The green butterfly raised her head weakly, and let the dim sky reflect the bottom of her eyes, glowing with the last glass-like luster: "It's snowing soon...... Is the girl's winter clothes ready for this year?"

Ask you, can winter clothes be new?

At the end of Nanxiuchun, she was still a slave, worried about Xinyi's joys and sorrows. It's not that Huangquan is not in his life, but just whether Xinyi's winter clothes are ready.

The sky in early winter was clear, and the snow was already brewing, and it was generally good weather when she entered Nanzhen Fusi.

The green butterfly's eyebrows were filled with a cool relief.

"I finally understand my mother...... The dilemma of loyalty and righteousness, difficult, difficult, difficult!"

Three difficult words fell in a row, exactly the same words, the woman in blue clothes and the woman who sank into the moat, the figures of the two coincided perfectly, and handed over the answer to this sky.

She spent her life walking the road of her mother, and wrote the word "Xinyi" in this life, turning into a butterfly from the dark night and immortalizing in heaven and earth.

……

At the last moment, she finally understood her mother.

I also understand my own life.

……

The green butterfly smiled, and the smile as clean as a child finally froze, and then the curtain of eyes closed, and her breathing froze.

The thirty-sixth generation of Nan Xiuchun died.

The maid green butterfly, who has been with Xin Yi for eight years, died.

This butterfly, who bears all the sins and fate alone in the dark night, is dead.

The three springs were lost yesterday, and the flying butterflies are passing away today.

You cherish it, don't be sad.

……

There was a moment of silence.

All the forbidden troops in the northern suburbs bowed their heads and bid farewell to the deceased woman. Xin Yi hugged the woman's remnant body, and suddenly seemed to fall into a dream.

None of this has happened yet. The green butterfly would come to help her arm bend up as before, chattering that the stone brick floor in the early winter was too icy, and then a soup woman who had already burned was handed to her arms.

She smiled at Xin Yi as before, her curved eyebrows and eyes rippling with the sunshine of Sanchun, and butterflies fluttering under her eyes.

- "Look at the girl's little hands are cold, go back to Xuan and drink a cup of hot tea." ”

The woman said this to her.

However, this woman was really lying in Xin Yi's arms, covered in blood scabs, and ten thousand arrows pierced her heart, like a well-behaved and silent puppet doll, with a stiff little face that retained the tenderness of the past.

Everyone is in the past.

Xin Yi's eyelashes fluttered, and the tears that had been held back for a long time rolled down, rolling down without any sound or expression.

"The butterflies of the three springs are coming, and the heart of the dark night Dan is reflected in all directions......" Xin Yihu's red lips opened lightly, humming the first long-ago nursery rhyme, which was as low as water and spread in the field.

And this scene fell in Wang Jian's eyes, just a prey on the board, giving up the last and useless struggle, which provoked the proud red light on his eyebrows, burning more and more fiercely.

"The erection has been removed, and the four surnames are infighting! Now my Wang family is in trouble, who dares to stop it! Someone, kill the Xinyi slut for the old man, and then step on her corpse and give me blood to wash the Xinfu!" Wang Jian shouted loudly, and his tone was deliberately raised to the extreme, which shocked people's hearts.

It seems that he intends to let this Chang'an City hear clearly, let the emperor who is cowering in Daming Palace hear clearly, and let the entire world Kyushu hear clearly.

"As for the forbidden army in the northern suburbs, Nanxiuchun is dead anyway, and the result is the same. Fang Caier and the others' rebellion, the old man can ignore it. Wang Jian paused and looked at the army meaningfully, "But that's all. If you don't know the current affairs in the future, don't blame the old man for reporting to the Yushitai, Zhi'er and others for trespassing. ”

The forbidden army in the northern suburbs looked at the green butterfly like a quiver, and looked at the captain and general whose bones were not cold, and there was a moment of struggle on everyone's faces, but it was only a moment, everyone raised their swords and halberds, and the mountains roared like thunder.

"Obey the orders of your lord!" Tu Xin Mansion, Xing Wang Clan!"

"Congratulations to my uncle! After the incident of Xinfu, no one in the world dares to stop my Wang family. Heaven wants to prosper the king, don't dare not prosper!" Princess Jianxi also bowed down with the current affairs, and echoed her mouth like honey.

"Kill Xinyi!" Wang Jian finally raised his arms and shouted, the blazing arrogance between his eyebrows turned his pupils into blood red.

At the sound of an order, the swords came out. The forbidden army in the northern suburbs rushed to Xinfu like black crushed locusts, and nearly 1,000 people stepped on the earthquake, and the shouts of killing were heard half a mile away.

The Xin Mansion in the center was as small as gravel, and it was about to be crushed by the attacking killing intent in an instant, and there was already a desperate cry in the mansion, stirring the sky gloomy and gloomy.

And Xin Yi, who was aimed at by all the swords, was still sitting on the ground, hugging the body of the green butterfly, humming in a low voice-

"The butterflies of the three springs are flying, and the heart of the dark night Dan is reflected in all directions......"

She turned a blind eye to the crisis in front of her, but her pupils were dilated, her eyes were in a trance, as if she was looking into a void somewhere, and tears rolled down her expressionless face.

"The butterflies of the three springs are flying, and the heart of the dark night Dan is reflected in all directions......"

She just kept singing this nursery rhyme, melancholy and desolate, like the last elegy and farewell, the clear tone was calm and long.

"It's worthy of being a slut! When you die, you still pretend to be a ghost! This princess will give you a ride!" Princess Jianxi's eyes crossed with a cold light, she suddenly grabbed the sword of a general, personally held the sword in her hand, and slashed at Xin Yi.

The blade of the sword struck in an instant.

Xin Yi was still missing, just singing in a low voice.

Princess Jianxi smiled at the last moment, and the sword blade came to the top of Xin Yi's head at the last moment.

"Protect the Junjun, protect the Xin Mansion!" a dagger flew in, knocking off the tip of Jianxi's sword.

Immediately, hundreds of black-clothed and masked people appeared in the field like ghosts, protecting Xin Yi in the middle, blocking Xin Mansion behind him, and confronting the forbidden army in the northern suburbs of the Wang family.

At the last moment, the change was abrupt. The killing machine suddenly froze, and Wang Jian and Princess Jianxi were subconsciously stunned.

"Who are your subordinates? Do you know who the old man is? and do you know what will happen to the old man?" Wang Jian squinted slightly, and the cold light that burst out from his eyes was like watching a group of dogs running the wrong field.

"Who's under it? You are not qualified to ask about the name of my master. Who are you? Anyone in the world who is not stupid knows it. A masked man said lightly, not taking Wang Jian's style in his eyes at all, "As for blocking your end?

The last test word fell, and hundreds of masked people suddenly moved.