He walked in the darkness around him, the iron boots under his feet made a loud noise, time seemed to stand still, only he moved silently, and at the end of the light stood a woman, dressed in black, her hood and veil obscuring her face, but the light flowed in her eyes, and her pupils were purple like jewels.

"Who are you, who is he?" his voice echoed through the vast space, and only then did he realize that he was wearing heavy armor and an iron sword around his waist, and the woman looked at the sarcophagus in front of her, in which lay a man, his face covered by a heavy gray cloth.

"Have you forgotten me?" She took off her dark hood, revealing a beautiful face that Chu Xianzhao didn't know at all, the bridge of her nose seemed to be much more erect than the woman in Yinguo, her forehead was big and bright, and her black hair curled up along her ears, like dark clouds, he couldn't tell her age, twenty years old, thirty years old? Anyway, there is nothing wrong with being a woman.

"I don't know you. He said calmly, the woman was stunned for a moment, I don't know if it was his delusion, a trace of fleeting sadness appeared in the woman's eyes, and then put the hood back on and stared at the person in the sarcophagus.

"Your eyes...... It's purple. ”

"In our place, the eyes of the family are purple. She smiled sadly.

"Who the hell are you?" he feared her answer, and the armor on his body made a trembling sound of metal grinding.

"Then who are you?" she tilted her head, her sly gaze very similar to Su Nianyu's.

"I ...... I'm Chu Xuanzhao. ”

"Instantaneous, what a name...... Chu Xiaohua got it for you?" She gently stroked his face, and Chu Xuanzhao took a step back: "I...... I killed a lot of people, for a girl. ”

"Chu Xiaohua has killed more people than you, and it is also for a girl, you don't have to care about what you have done, the gods and Buddhas are also killing people all the time, they must like that feeling very much, and aren't we also made it according to their appearance? Saving people's lives and ending people's lives are just as pleasant. ”

Chu Xianzhao was shocked by her evil theory, he thought about it for a long, long time, but he didn't know how to refute her.

"You are a fool like Chu Xiaohua, but he has always fulfilled the trust with all his heart, it seems that he has taken good care of you over the years, and so have your brothers and sisters. ”

"yes......"

"I used to have a son who I left many years ago. She said quietly.

"I used to have a mother who also left me many years ago. Chu Xianzhao kept looking at the body in the sarcophagus and said softly.

"We are always losing something and gaining something, whether you accept it or not. ”

"What did I get?"

"Fate!"

"Fate?"

"The fate of kings, the fate of heroes...... In the mythology of the world, the earliest civilization originated in the Northern Regions, the gods and Buddhas also came from the Northern Regions, although although the gods and Buddhas are immortal, but not omniscient and omnipotent, their humanity is far beyond us, each country has its own protector at the beginning, although their names have long been forgotten by the world, in the dead salt barren beach north of the Golden Horde, tens of thousands of stone pillars record this history, after a special accident, the gods and Buddhas gradually left the world, but they left their own spokesman...... Or rather, their eyes. ”

"You mean the king has a close connection with the gods and Buddhas?"

"Yes, I don't even know why. She grimaced at him.

"Chu Xiaohua's fate is to recapture the Yin Kingdom from his brother's hands, he hopes to protect the people of his country, he hopes that they can stay away from war. The destiny of every king is arranged from the beginning, whether they want it or dislike it, and they will eventually reach that end. ”

"But...... There is no way to do such a fate. She was silent for a few moments before she spoke.

"And what is my fate?"

"Your destiny is to ignite the flames of war!"

"What?" He took a step back, feeling his heart suddenly pierced through with a stream of heat, gradually becoming cold, as if even his blood vessels were frozen.

"Because your life star is the ink star, just like the Great Qin Shi Huang a thousand years ago, although you are not as miserable as his childhood, you will inevitably go to the same end, whether you want to or not. She gently stroked his face, the woman's palm was extremely cold, but Chu Yanzhao did not resist her touch.

He was silent, his eyes drooping, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"If you have the opportunity in the future, you can go to the Tengger steppe, which is your homeland, where your mother first met your father, and where half of your blood comes from the Golden Horde. ”

"I will......"

The woman smiled with relief, turned her back to him and turned away, he called her softly, but the woman turned a deaf ear, the black robe made a slight friction sound on the ground, the woman gradually disappeared in the darkness, he suddenly wanted to shout not to leave me, but when the word appeared on his lips, it was like a cold air dissipating in the air.

He looked at the body in the sarcophagus, a slight wind blew, the gray gauze fell to the ground, revealing the man's body, he used gold as a shroud, and held the gold-plated long sword tightly in his hand, the man's face was familiar, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling blankly, and there were two words engraved on the sword body - dragon sparrow......

He woke up trembling in the dark, fell to the ground, the brocade quilt was cold, he threw the quilt into the corner like a ghost, but he found that his two hands were tightly wrapped in gauze, he kicked off the quilt, hugged his shoulders and trembled, his voice woke up Su Younu in the bamboo forest next door, the big girl wore a snow fox shawl, lit an oil lamp and pushed open the door, and found the master hiding in the corner trembling, the pair of purple eyes flashed like ghost fire in the dark.

"Your Highness......" She held the oil lamp and froze by the door.

When Su Younu came back to her senses, the ghostly eyes suddenly appeared in front of her, she took a step back in panic, the two rolled and fell to the blanket, the fox skin shawl fell to the ground, her delicate shoulders were a little pink, she closed her eyes, she didn't dare to look at the master's gaze, the heavy gasp hit her chest, the rules and regulations in the royal family and nobles are extremely strict, if there is a transgression, it is always the inferior.

The warm water hit her shoulder, the ghostly gaze gradually receded, she opened her eyes, the two were silent to each other, he squinted his eyes, seemed to finally recognize the person in front of him, retreated a little frightened, and slammed into the bed, so painful that tears fell, Su Younu got up lightly, walked to Chu Xianzhao's side and pulled his sleeve: "Your Highness?"

"Where is she?" he said coldly, Su Younu looked at him puzzled, he gritted his teeth, put on the thick robe, and was about to walk towards the door, when he walked to the door, Su Younu's voice came from behind him, with a faint sigh.

"Miss Su, she lives in the Falling Water Courtyard, she has visited His Highness a few times before, but you haven't woken up. She said quietly.

Father really spared her life, he trembled by the door like autumn leaves, and suddenly he collapsed to the ground, and the feeling of not dying after a great calamity emerged from his eyes, so lucky.

Su Younu looked at him blankly, slowly walked to his side, held his head in his arms, pressed his chin against his hairline, gently stroked his trembling back, and felt that the master suddenly became a child, like when he was a child, he ran and fell to his head when he was a child, he cried on the ground, walked to him with his skirt, took out a piece of starch candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, he cried while chewing the candy cube, kissed his forehead and told him not to cry, now that he has grown up, he naturally can't kiss him casually like when he was a child, but always comes out to comfort him when she can best when he is hurt。

But he didn't cry, and he didn't have caramel in his pocket.

"Waste ......"

Su Younu was stunned for a moment, watching him grit his teeth and stand up from his arms, the wide back made her feel like a child, she stood up and put her face on his back, her hands wrapped around him, she felt that the boy's heart was cold, only the slightest warmth on the skin drilled under his skin, which made her feel at ease.

"Chu instantaneously called...... You're such a piece of shit. Anyone could hear the resentment in his words.

Su Younu didn't speak, held his shoulders and led him back to the bed, she looked at his naked upper body, although the wound on his waist had scabbed, but he could still see the shocking when he was injured, how could she never have thought that the master who was usually as gentle as jade would ride a horse to rob criminals in the middle of the night, and the whole family was alarmed, His Majesty the Emperor personally sent him back, and the whole person seemed to have been soaked in blood.

She suddenly found that the wound on her master's shoulder was cracked again, and she picked up the jade bottle of bed and put some medicinal powder on him, thinking to herself where did this highness come from and was scarred, could those who hurt him eat the bear's heart and leopard's guts? And what she never knew was that those who swung their knives at His Royal Highness the Third Prince, as he said at the beginning, all died that night, and the Third Prince also got rid of the bully Xie Baoxian in the process of fleeing.

"Is Your Highness having a nightmare?, how can you be scared like this?" asked Su Younu.

Chu Xianzhao was silent for a long time before he said, "I dreamed that I was dead......

Su Younu's body trembled violently, and he looked at the boy's eyes and was speechless.

"I dreamed of a woman standing in front of a coffin, she talked to me a lot, and I didn't see the person inside the coffin until she was gone...... It's me. ”

"Your Highness...... Don't be afraid, it's just a dream. After she applied the ointment to him, she sat down beside him, and it took some time for the ointment to absorb, and the whole room was filled with a faint smell of medicine.

"Your Highness...... These days, I have lost a lot of weight. She said, staring at his chest.

"Sister Young Slave...... Have you ever dreamed of your mother often? ”

"I used to have it when I first came to Anseong, but then I forgot about it. What Su Younu didn't say was that since she came to Lin'an, her life seemed to belong to the little boy in front of her, and she saw a big deal when she ate a bite of food and sneezed. If His Royal Highness is sick, the first person to be punished is himself, but his master is also a protector, every time he is punished by his father-in-law, he will always bring himself back in person, and said viciously: "If you dare to bully her in the future, I will let my father cut off your heads, if he doesn't agree to me, I will do it myself!"

Angry Xiao Chu Xuanzhao didn't look annoying, her slightly chubby little face was swollen, in general, she was also lucky, she met such a kind and gentle master who understands human feelings, which is really rare in the character of the royal family, and her well-hidden thoughts were seen through by her brother at a glance...... It's impossible for you and him.

Is it really impossible?, she thought to herself, tilting her head.

He whispered, "I often dream of her, but her face is different every time. ”

The royal family of the Chu clan will let the painter paint the portrait on the day before his birthday, and there is a portrait of himself from the babbling baby to the present in the temple, and every time he hangs the portrait, the father will always point to the first few with a smile and say, this is how old you are, your eyes are the same as your mother's, purple and round...... But the most regrettable thing for Chu Xianzhao is that his father didn't let the painter paint a portrait of his mother, but this really can't be blamed on Emperor Yin, Princess Lou Huan is a woman who can't sit still, let her sit on the chair for an hour and a half is almost like taking her life, she often rides a horse on the streets of Lin'an City when she is pregnant with him, a large group of palace guards chase and shout Niang Niang to go back to the palace, if something happens to you, it will be a corpse and two lives, and then we will all have to lose our heads, Princess Lou Huan threw them away between the whips, and led the horse back to the palace before sunset, and was regarded as a heroine-like figure by the women at that time。

He stood up, lifted the oil lamp and walked to the window, and a snowflake drifted in through the crack in the window, touched the tip of his nose, and when he opened the window, he could see that the yard of the weeping eagle had been covered with a white carpet, and the snowflakes fluttered and fluttered, and fell into the pool with his thoughts.

It is snowing in Lin'an City, this year's snow came a little early, the snow in Zhenbei Pass must have been able to cover the ankles, the heavy snow swept down from the north, and soon covered the entire territory of Yinguo, the people of Yinguo have begun to reserve food, the New Year, the new year is coming again.

Su Younu walked up to him and gently closed the window: "Your Highness, it's cold by the window, go back to bed and lie down." ”

"I wanted to see the snow and I hadn't relaxed in days. He leaned against the window, watching the dense snow turn the rockery in the yard into a snowy mountain, Su Nianyu brought a wide snow fox fur coat and covered it on his shoulders, among the three of their brothers and sisters, the brother's snowball is the best and largest, Chu Yingyang always likes to put the snowball in Chu Xun's back neckline, he slowly recalled those happy times, in the long silence, he pulled Su Younu down to his side, and gently hugged her, Su Younu was stunned for a moment, and shrank in his arms to accompany him to look at the snow outside the window.

"It must be snowing heavily in the west......" she said softly.

"Do you want a home to the west?"

"I don't want to. She snorted suddenly, and the snowflakes fell on her delicate white Shengxue's skin, and Chu Xianzhao gently flicked away the snow on the tip of her nose.

He wondered, "Why?"

"Because...... There's no His Highness there. ”