Chapter 213: Assassination
She didn't know how to face her. The www.biquge.info woman who has been with her for several years, the woman who lives in the Yutang Pavilion where it is as cold as an ice cave.
Once by Shi Zhongyu, she prayed and begged herself: Green Butterfly, don't force me.
At that time, she smiled quickly, and she couldn't even see how she looked before.
Now, she also buries the truth like this, and bears all the ugliness and fate alone.
"In that kind of place, don't harden your temperament, survival is the most important thing. Take care, my maid will only have you, and this girl is still waiting for you to come back...... If you come back alive, you must ......"
Xin Yi chattered, and some messy words hooked up the complex bonds between the two, and the more green butterfly smiled when she heard it, the crystal at the bottom of her eyes almost rolled down.
"The girl cherishes. The servant goes too. ”
Green Butterfly burst into tears and laughed, knelt down heavily, and kowtowed to Xin Yi three times.
The sourness that Xin Yi had endured for a long time suddenly turned into a line of tears.
Once this goes, prison is in prison, and life and death are unpredictable. I don't know when I will return, and I will not return.
Immediately, the Imperial Forest Army stepped forward, dragged the green butterfly away, Jianxi and Wang Wenyuan glanced at Xin Yi fiercely, and also turned to leave.
In the same place, only the panicked people of Xinfu remained, and the autumn wind in September carried the rain and stars down, and the yellow leaves were rolled all over the ground.
The chanting of green butterflies faintly came, like a dream, floating in the autumn rain of Chang'an.
"The butterflies of the three springs are flying, and the dark night Dan's heart is reflected in all directions...... The heart of the dark night Dan reflects the ......"
Xin Yi suddenly remembered that this was a nursery rhyme that had been around for some years.
No one knows what it means, but it was more than ten years ago, and it spread because it was catchy.
And that year, it happened to be the quasi-queen Chang who committed suicide by throwing herself into the river.
It just happens to be the source of all grievances.
days and eleven years. Early October. Late autumn.
The rain that had been dripping for half a month finally came to an end, the forest was cold and the sky was clear.
The kings who had been stranded for more than a month set off one after another, continuing to rush to their respective fiefdoms, and the storm in Kyushu rose again.
But the autumn rain in Xin Yi's heart has not stopped.
The vigorous "search of the palace objects in the whole city" was stopped by the Daming Palace a few days ago. Those who were caught innocent by mistake were released one after another, but there was still no news from Green Butterfly.
Although Xin Yi was reluctant to ask what the emperor's intention of the search was, she was too worried that the target of the entire search was the green butterfly.
Xin Yi locked himself in the floating building, moved his clothes and beds, and lived there directly.
The food is sent to the door in the kitchen, and on weekdays* she doesn't see guests, and if she doesn't go out, she will stuff herself in the library to practice calligraphy.
wrote a room full of small letters: Sanchun Shan Butterfly flies in, and the dark night Dan's heart reflects in all directions. That's all she wrote.
"It's the tenth day. ”
Xin Yi finished writing another notebook, she muttered in a low voice, and lifted her sore neck, only to find that the night had already fallen.
The autumn night is cold, the white dew is like snow, a cold moon hangs on the treetops, and there is the whisper of autumn worms under the eaves.
"Green Butterfly has been gone for ten days, and no one has helped me cut the candles. Xin Yi picked up the scissors in a wistful manner, picking up the scarlet wick.
The dim candlelight in the room suddenly lit up, reflecting the calligraphy of the sentence "Sanchun Yanshan" in the hall.
And the corner of the black clothes that appeared silently in the corner.
"He should cut the candles in the west window, but when it rains at night in Bashan. The slave has no guests and no friends tonight, but Your Excellency is uninvited. Xin Yi slowly put down the scissors and turned to look at the black shadow.
A man walks out of the corner. There was not a sound in the footsteps.
Dressed in black, with black steps covering his face, only his eagle-like eyes were revealed.
It seems that he recognized the wrong person that day and assassinated Du Yunxin's man.
He stopped five paces away from Xin Yi and was silent, his hands behind his back, unable to make out whether it was a sword or a dagger.
Xin Yi had known about his existence for a long time. Not with her eyes, but with her incomparably sharp instincts for murder that she had gained after she had died once.
Xin Yi secretly took a few steps back, quietly opened the window bolt, and the window sash in the building suddenly opened, and the cold wind poured into the house.
In the late autumn of October, the night is cool, everyone closes the window and warms the kang, who opens the door and window like Xin Yi, and the little guy who patrols the night will find the abnormality sooner or later.
"I don't know if Your Excellency is going to be the king or yourself?" Xin Yi spoke first.
Be king or yourself. Is it the assassin of the Wang family, or is it his own reason.
"Wang family, even Wang Jian is not qualified to call me. The man laughed proudly, his voice as cold as ice, "Xin Yi, I'm here for you." Or rather, for you. I recognized the wrong person that day, and I won't be wrong today. ”
Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, and there was no panic on his face. She had to procrastinate. dragged it to the night patrol and found the abnormality of the floating chariot building, and she had a chance of life.
It seems that I have not met with Your Excellency recently, and Your Excellency must have had a grudge against me by taking my head. Could it be that I am an old friend of Your Excellency?"
The temperature of the man's voice dropped by two points: "It's not just an old friend." It seems that you, the county monarch of Huai'an, are living a good life, and Huxin Mansion is actively protective. But you forgot the other half of the blood in your bones. ”
Xin Yi was stunned: "My mother's Dou family?"
The man didn't deny or admit it, but just looked at Xin Yi's gaze and suddenly became complicated: "Do you know that a rumor in Chang'an will cause a storm in a state? Last year, the Lu family framed the eldest grandson for marrying you, which was an attempt to plot the Dou family's money. Do you know what that means?"
Xin Yi shook his head: "The little woman is not in business, please solve your doubts." ”
It is equivalent to telling the world: the Dou family has accumulated an astonishing amount of money. The man was stunned, as if bursting out from between his teeth, "If it is the former Dou family, you are not afraid of others talking about it at all." However, today's Dou family has long lost such confidence...... It's a tiger falling into Pingyang, and there is a huge treasure hidden, what do you say will happen to other beasts?"
"It's going to be red-eyed. Even if they don't know whether the treasure is true or not, greed will drive them to pounce like crazy. Xin Yi said in a deep voice.
Greed is enough to erase people's reason. When the temptation is big enough, it blinds everyone.
I can't tell the truth from the fake, I can't see black and white, and there is only the word "wealth" or "power" left in my eyes.
How the animals are, they still know how to be full, and sometimes people are not as good.
"Not bad. Even if it was just the compilation of the Lu family, it also brought a catastrophe to the Dou family, making matters worse and stormy. The man's tone grew heavier, and the faint sound of his fingertips could be heard.
It was the sound of a dagger grinding against a phalange.
The suppressed killing intent, blood splashed three feet in the blink of an eye, and people felt a burst of sour teeth when they heard it.
"The rumors were made up of me. At the end of the day, it's my head. Xin Yi squinted slightly, "So, my Dou family, this is the reason why you killed me." ”
The man slowly stretched out his hand behind his back, and a dagger was ready to fire, and the cold light pierced people's hearts.
He walked towards Xin Yi. With each step, the dagger clenched tightly, and the killing intent in the room became stronger.
The evening breeze is suffocating.
"From what happened to your mother back then, to the rumored disaster - Xin Yi, your existence has always been a scourge to the Dou family. ”
The last word "harm" fell, and the man suddenly moved, and the dagger struck like lightning.