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"Damn! It's all shadow guards! Who has this kind of number, and all of them are so powerful shadow guards! Dead a Nan Xiuchun, a group of Nan Xiuchun is here! Damn it! Kill the old man! Kill! Kill!" Wang Jian's face changed sharply, and he shouted angrily.

This was the last scene Xin Yi saw.

And on the corners of the masked people's clothes, the embroidery that was inadvertently revealed: the golden-winged bird, which was the last thing reflected in Xin Yi's eyes.

"Green Butterfly, there is finally movement in Daming Palace...... Unfortunately, if you had gone one step earlier, you wouldn't have ......"

Xin Yi only felt that a certain string that had been tight in his heart suddenly loosened. The power of this rebound came suddenly, and it actually made the string pop and crack directly.

Xin Yi smiled tiredly, his eyes turned black, and he fell down suddenly.

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Worship heaven for eleven years. November.

The rebellion in which the Wang family led troops to besiege Xinfu finally came to an end.

Nanxiuchun died, Huai'an County was injured, the four surnames were infighting, the forbidden army in the northern suburbs suffered hundreds of losses, but more than 100 people in Xinfu were all preserved.

It is said that in the end, someone from a certain party intervened, and hundreds of shadow guards were each one of the hundreds, and Wang Jian was frightened.

He dared to openly and privately transfer the forbidden army in the northern suburbs, but he did not dare to let the entire forbidden army be damaged, otherwise he would become a sinner of the Great Wei in terms of morality.

So after the two sides fought, Wang Jian decisively stopped and reached an agreement with the Ying Wei: the Wang family let Xin Fu go, and the Ying Wei did not chase and kill the Wang family. A massacre is over.

There is no need to elaborate on how tragic the scene is, only Chang'an County ordered it took more than a month to clean up the streets, and the cracks of the floor tiles were soaked in red for several years, and there was a fishy smell when it rained.

Although the Xin Mansion survived the catastrophe, the Wang family was at its peak.

Wang Jianjin advised: Dismiss all those who are officials of the Xin family. Emperor Zhun played.

Wang Jian re-advised: At the end of the year, King Zhao was selected to recite the sacrificial text. Emperor Zhun played.

In this way, Wang Jian's momentum is like the sky, the Wang family is becoming more and more rampant, and Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by, and it seems to be a little more prosperous than the Lu family back then.

In the blink of an eye, November is over, December is solstice.

Chang'an snow drifts, thousands of miles of silver, and the sound of firecrackers at the end of the year is a year old.

The goose feathers and heavy snow are flying all over the sky, covering the whole city under a layer of quilts, the glazed tiles of the Daming Palace are like towering sugar gourds, and the stones scattered by the people of one hundred and eight squares.

The north wind in Chang'an City is howling, and pedestrians are eager to cage their whole bodies in cotton furs.

And in the Fucha Building of Xinfu, Xin Yi was also caged in a big red gorilla felt Zhaojun set in the yellow piece of gold digging cloud goose, and looked at the man in front of him with a little vigilance.

"The emperor is a dignified son of heaven in Kyushu, how can he go through the back door of other people's houses and break into the boudoir of his courtiers. Xin Yi sat by the fire, and his words were not too polite.

Li He didn't seem to care, so he went straight to find a place to sit down by the fire, and said with a warm hand by the fire: "Although your Fuchalou is well-read, it is too cold, and you have to wear it so tightly in the house, it is useless to burn the fire." ”

"The floating building is already in the back garden, and there is no wind barrier to the inaccessibility, and I am afraid that the house will be full of books and water, and the fire pond does not dare to burn too much. If the emperor is too cold, please go back to Daming Palace to warm up, and someone will take care of you. Xin Yi said lightly, and glanced at the Jinyi guard behind Li He, "My broken building can't compare to the side, if you stand so stupidly, don't blame me if you don't come close to warm up and freeze into an ice lump." ”

Jin Yiwei didn't hear it, his face was still expressionless, but Li He smiled: "You girl, if you see me once, the more unkind your mouth will be." I don't know if you will be the emperor later. ”

"I haven't seen any emperor swaggering into someone's library in broad daylight. Xin Yi went back unceremoniously.

"There are these brocade guards behind me, no matter who he is day and night, no matter who he is in the back garden, I come and go freely, and no one knows. Li He smiled.

Xin Yi turned her head to stare at the fire, the orange firelight plated her pale little face with a layer of blood, she didn't answer for a long time, and she didn't drive Li He out, just quietly warmed her fire.

Li He also naturally stretched out his hand, rubbing it left and right on the firelight, and the snow drops on his sideburns melted drop by drop, clattering to the ground: "You locked yourself in such a dilapidated library for more than a month? It is said that you don't step out of the door, don't go out of the second door, don't hear what is going on outside the window, and don't care about what is happening outside the window for more than a month." ”

Since the chaos in Xinfu, Green Butterfly's body was taken away by the Jinyi Guard and buried in the ritual system of Nan Xiuchun. Xin Yi didn't say a word, but locked himself in the floating chariot building from then on.

The door was locked and claustrophobic, and she locked herself in her memories, completely cut off from the outside world, but that didn't mean she didn't know what was going on outside.

From time to time, the whispers of the maids in the garden, the movement and noise outside the building, Xin Qi will persuade her outside the building every day, revealing some differences in Chang'an from time to time, and her heart is also mirror-like.

"It's just that winter is coming, the snow is flying, and the firecrackers have been put up in advance. Xin Yi replied lightly.

"More than that. Li He also shook his head leisurely.

"The four surnames are infighting, and the Wang family is prosperous. Wang Jian walked sideways in Chang'an, and pushed King Zhao to the position of worshipping the heavens and reciting the text as he wished. ”

"More than that. Li He continued to shake his head.

"That is, the entire Xin clan is dismissed, and even the nine products of distant relatives are clean. Leave me a foreign wife, and I can still be greedy for some rice and grain in the court. Xin Yi glanced at Li He faintly.

"And that's not all. Li He paused, "Your Xin Mansion is also a mess, a cloud of black smoke and miasma. You, the Sipin Junjun, don't go out to the town again, I'm afraid that the Xin family will fall out. ”

Xin Yi's eyes crossed with surprise, these Xin Qi hadn't told her, and he was afraid that she would be worried. However, she heard the noise outside the building for days, and it was really not like usual.

But it was only for a moment, the surprise in Xin Yi's eyes dissipated, and he regained his indifference: "With my father and grandmother here, my father still comes outside the building every day to persuade me, and it won't go wrong if I think about it." ”

Li He nodded, shook his head again, and stopped talking for a while, and finally sighed slightly: "That's it, the internal affairs of your Xin family, I don't have a lot of talk as an outsider." I can only persuade you, don't be here anymore. You can't never get out of it for the rest of your life. ”

What can't be walked out is the building, the dream, and the sound of the passing.

Li He's last sentence had a deep meaning, but it only provoked Xin Yi with a cold smile: "The courtiers are here?

Li He's eyes darkened, and he seemed to be smiling: "When you complained that day was chaotic, you hid in Daming Palace and didn't come out?"

On the day of the chaos of the Wang family, the crisis was imminent, and Xin Yi gambled on the intervention of Daming Palace. Like a straw grasped by a drowning man, it was her only and last chance of life.

Although he escaped death in the end, he also gambled on the life of Green Butterfly.

She thought about it countless times, and she couldn't sleep all night thinking about whether she would still be by her side if Daming Palace had intervened earlier.

However there is no if.

I can't go back.