At this time, the military department Shangshu Cui Mansion is still very quiet, and he is completely unaware of the turmoil that is coming, and the silky drizzle is still falling tirelessly, wrapped in a bit of autumn coolness, through the clothes and into the skin.

Cui Zhiwan sat under a small window, the lattice window had been erected at the moment, at this time she was wearing a homely old dress, sitting cross-legged there, quietly looking at the hollyhock under the fence outside the window, listening to the rustle of the light rain, and couldn't help but feel a little ripple in her heart.

That day, I heard my brother say that Xie Yun was already on his way back to Beijing, and it was time to come back in less than half a month.

From the summer when it was still a little hot, to the late autumn after the new rain, she still remembered what he said when he left.

She's finally going to have to wait.

Thinking of this, the corners of the girl's lips softened slightly, adding a little vividness to the beautiful side face.

At this moment, a noisy noise suddenly sounded outside, Cui Zhiwan was slightly stunned, and looked through the window following the sound, but saw that the sky not far from her courtyard was exceptionally bright, as if it was illuminated by something.

Just as she hesitated, and was about to call someone to look, she saw a panicked figure coming from the small rain and muddy courtyard, not caring about the already soaked clothes.

Almost instantly, the girl's hand couldn't help but tighten, such a scene was too familiar, almost making her instinctively a little strange.

"Girl—"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the soft curtain was lifted by "whew-", and the green beard ran in almost gasping, kneeling in front of Cui Zhiwan, and when he raised his head, his little face was wet with tears, full of panic and fear.

"What's wrong—"

Cui Zhiwan's body couldn't help but stiffen, her heart gradually sank, and when she got up and put on her shoes, she was about to help the green mustache, she saw the little girl trembling with her head buried in her head, and she sobbed a little because of her choked tone.

"There are officers and soldiers outside, I want to arrest the master and go to Dali Temple, and now I have gone to the master's study——"

Cui Zhiwan stood up suddenly, staring at the green mustache at her feet in disbelief with a pair of eyes, only to feel as if a thunder exploded in her ears, and her mind was even more blank, and there was a burst of coolness in her hands.

"Why, how-"

The girl's face was pale, and her lips, which were gradually losing their blood, snorted gently, listening to the crying of the green beard in her ears, Cui Zhiwan's hands and feet were numb, and the blood all over her body seemed to be reversed, so that she didn't have any thoughts to think about.

The next moment, when the green mane, who was still crying in a panic on the ground, saw the corner of the skirt in front of him disappear suddenly, he immediately looked up in shock, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that his girl had run away desperately, and he was immediately shocked, and he didn't even have time to wipe the tears on his face, so he climbed up and chased after him.

The sound of the wind in his ears made Cui Zhiwan's hair gradually messy a little, and the autumn wind carried a little drizzle on his face, and his body was immersed in a little cold and indifferent, because the rain had been falling for a long time, puddles of water naturally accumulated on the ground, and under the night, the girl was only in a hurry to rush to her father's study, where to take care of these, only to hear the sound of "lala-" under the sound of the girl's shoes and socks had already been wet with water on the ground, and even her skirt was splashed with mud spots.

It was obviously late autumn, but when Cui Zhiwan ran all the way to Cui Wencheng's study with her skirt up, she was already sweating, almost soaking her underwear, when she stood quietly outside the courtyard, looking at the fire-lit courtyard, and the officers and soldiers standing awe-inspiring all the way from the door, her hands couldn't help but tighten a little tighter, in order to suppress the fear in her heart.

"Who-"

When the girl lifted her skirt and bravely wanted to go inside, she was stopped by the person guarding the door, hearing this cold and unfamiliar voice, Cui Zhiwan stopped silently, looked up, but replied fearlessly: "The daughter of the military department." ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the two people blocking the door met, and then they looked at Cui Zhiwan, and at this moment, the green beard behind him also chased after him in a hurry, and there was a little respite in his words.

"Girl—"

Seeing this, the two of them turned to indifference, and then took back the weapon in their hands, and Cui Zhiwan immediately walked in without hesitation.

Seeing that she was about to walk to the study, Cui Zhiwan's footsteps became faster and faster, so fast that the trees on both sides were almost passing quickly, and when she just walked into the last courtyard, she saw that in the firelight, her father stood there indifferently, as if there were no officers and soldiers with swords around.

Cui Zhiwan was stunned, silently climbed the stairs, and when he saw everything in front of him approaching, he saw several officers and soldiers with knives quickly walking out of the study and handing something to the hand of the person in front of his father.

The next moment, the unfamiliar sneer made Cui Zhiwan's footsteps pause, and the sentence that came out immediately nailed her firmly there.

"Cui Shangshu, you just said that the secret letter on the Tatar elaborate work is nothing, then you should tell me, what is this letter that was found in your study?

As soon as the words fell, Cui Wencheng, who was awe-inspiring, was also shocked in his eyes, and looked angrily at a letter raised in the man's hand, and almost instantly, Cui Zhiwan, who was far away, already understood something, but felt that a heart was sinking little by little, about to sink into the abyss.

Brave and loyal as Yue Fei, he was recalled by the twelve gold plates and framed and killed by others.

Collaborating with the enemy and treason, it has been an emperor since ancient times, and even a taboo in the world, and now Cui Zhiwan looks at everything in front of him, and only feels that the sky is about to fall.

"It's clear that someone is trying to frame my father—"

Cui Zhiyan's angry voice sounded, and he saw that the person opposite Cui Wencheng laughed sarcastically when he heard this, and then said loudly: "Is it a false accusation, entered the Dali Temple, and after the trial of the three law divisions, you will clearly understand, but you can't say it with one mouth." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a smile on the man's face, and immediately said coldly: "Take it away!"

"Wait—"

The man was about to leave, but when he heard the voice, he looked over and saw that it was Cui Zhiyan's wife, the youngest daughter of the eldest princess of Changping today, and the lord of Anping. There was a bit of respect on his face, and he bowed his hand leisurely and said: "The county lord, you are worried about the heart of your husband's family, Weichen understands it, but Weichen also came on the orders of His Majesty, and I hope that the county lord can be more considerate, don't be embarrassed." ”

In a word, the county lord of Anping has nothing to say, the holy order is greater than the sky, even if she is a relative of the emperor, she is just a subject of the emperor.

Seeing that the county lord of Anping turned pale and couldn't speak, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and then he said slowly: "Lord Shangshu, let's go." ”

"Father—"

Cui Wencheng glanced at the young daughter in front of him, and then turned to look at the eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law who were full of worry, silently lowered his eyelids, and when he raised it again, he just looked at Cui Zhiyan seriously and seriously, and his words were extremely calm.

"Take good care of the county lord, and your sister. ”

Although it was a short sentence, Cui Zhiyan heard a heavy entrustment and responsibility from it, and when the words fell, Cui Wencheng looked at his daughter, the corners of his lips were closed, as if he wanted to say something, but he turned silent in the indifferent urging voice, and walked out slowly.

"Father—"

Looking at the familiar and gradually blurred back, Cui Zhiwan choked and wanted to follow, but was stopped by someone, Cui Zhiyan immediately grabbed him, angrily scolded the officer and soldier, as the fire gradually disappeared, the courtyard fell into silence again, Cui Zhiyan felt the girl's sadness, and finally took the girl into his arms, looking at the door with remorse in his eyes.