"No more sword ......"

Wen Xi ran out of the Yilan Palace, picking up the few places and running indiscriminately, tears kept falling, she raised her sleeves and wiped them wet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She went on a rampage all the way, coupled with the sadness in her heart, she was out of breath for a while, and when she stopped, she realized that she was on a high platform, next to a few feet tall building, and the plaque on the door was entitled "Star Picking Tower".

"Hiccup-" She cried so much that she inhaled the cold wind, couldn't help but burp, raised her hand to caress her chest, a faint medicinal fragrance overflowed from the belt, and when she thought of what King Chen said, she felt sad again, and sat down on the stone steps weakly, hugging her knees and burying her head.

There was wind in the heights, and the wind blew on the window sash of the tall building behind him, creaking-creaking-creaking-

Wen Xi raised her head, the wind blew on her face, it was cool and cold, she turned her head, looked at the Star Picking Tower, stood up again, raised her feet, and walked towards the door.

It was dark in the building, and she reached out and pushed it gently, and the door opened. Wency took a deep breath and hesitated for a moment before entering the door.

The building was empty, there was no furniture, no curtains, lights and candles, only a staircase on the side, Wen Xi walked towards the stairs, stepped on it, and with a "squeak", a few wisps of dust fell from it.

Wen Xi slowly ascended to the second floor, the second floor was also empty, although it was carved beams and paintings, but it was covered with dust and cobwebs, and she walked up the stairs again.

Wen Xi's mood is extremely low at the moment, she just wants to find something to dispel herself, the scars on her hands are already very good, Chen Wang is right, it is useless for her to cry, but she is a person who practices martial arts, but she has no hand to hold a sword, how can she accept it? This building is strange, she is driven by curiosity, and she is a little less sad.

She went up layer by layer, until she reached the sixth floor, which was the top floor, and there were things on the top floor that looked like a platform, Wen Xi frowned, and moved over step by step, leaving a line of her light footprints on the ground.

She walked over and saw the altar facing north, in which was placed a small urn, with no tablet and no incense candles, and a lonely small jar.

The surroundings were silent, Wen Xi stared at the offering table, a faint pain came from his palm, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his body was blank.

Why is there only this columbarium altar in this high platform, but no one worships it?

Wen Xi stared, a chill rose in her heart, and she pushed away a few steps in a panic, but accidentally pushed open the window sash behind her, she was startled by the sound of the wooden window opening, and hurriedly turned around, only to see that under the sky and clouds, there was a magnificent palace city in the distance.

The place opposite this columbarium is the imperial palace of the Eastern Wei Dynasty!

Wen Xi's fingers clutched the window frame, his breath rose and fell, and he looked away, and the scenery under his feet was in full view, this high-rise building was the tallest place in the back garden of King Chen's mansion, and it was far away from the Cumulus Book Tower in the distance.

Wen Xi pushed open the other windows, the breeze came slowly, blowing away the stale atmosphere in the building, Wen Xi looked away, only to feel that Chen Wang's mansion was vast, the lake courtyard forest corridor, she usually walked around only one or two of them.

She looked at the secluded courtyard where she lived, and her heart moved, paying attention to the small courtyard where the candles lived, and seeing the rockery corridor, but it was no different.

In the past, she heard the master say that there are many strange people in the world, each with extraordinary ability, and the strong martial arts are nothing, such as poison and medicine, mechanism formation, etc.

She couldn't see anything, so she put it down for the time being. But I thought of something else, the letter left by Du Yu taught her to go to the maid in his small courtyard if she had something to do, she was in trouble now, but she couldn't get out of King Chen's mansion, so she thought about what to do. Thinking of Leng Shuzhu, Master, and Su Jun again, my heart was sour, but I had already made up my mind.

She looked down at her hand and stretched out the window, as if to grasp the helpless wind, but how could the wind hold it, it was just ethereal from her fingertips.

She has no relatives and no reason now, she has no support, she can only rely on herself, if she is ignorant, she will be used, this hand will be injured, but she doesn't want to die, she wants to leave here, far away, so she should make herself have enough strength and ability, but there is no hand that can be used, she has another one!

Who said that only the right hand can wield a sword?

For a moment, the wind blew her broken hair and dried her tears.

*

A fast horse galloped into the city from Shuntianmen, pedestrians on the road avoided one after another, the fast horse passed through the streets and alleys, stopped outside the palace of King Chen, and immediately the knight hurriedly turned over and dismounted, took out his waist card and threw it at the soldier guarding the door, the soldier saw it, and ordered him to enter the door.

The knight galloped into the Yilan Hall and said to the eunuch standing outside, "Sucheng is urgent. ”

The eunuch also turned around and entered the door, stood outside the bookshelf, and said to King Chen, who was discussing with his staff: "Your Highness, the thrush has a letter." ”

Chen Wang frowned slightly, and ordered the messenger to enter the door.

The messenger entered the house without bowing the letter, then bowed his head and withdrew.

King Chen shook open the letter and looked at it, and for a while, there was silence all around, and all the guests were solemn.

After Wang Chen quickly read them one by one, he raised his head, his face was half expressionless, only the corners of his mouth were slightly invisible, and then said: "A few days ago, Helan Songguang has set off to personally send twelve girls to Jinhua, and Princess He Lianghuai gave the gift of the crown princess, and offered 5,000 cattle, sheep and horses each, asking to marry the fourth princess, and the new regent of Jinhua has agreed. ”

All the guests were taken aback, and the doorman Qu Su got up and said: "Your Highness, since Emperor Huan of Jin Hua fell ill, Emperor Huan has no prince, didn't he say that he would abolish the prince and return to China to succeed to the throne, why would it be the eldest princess as the prince?"

King Chen said: "Then you might as well guess, who is this regent?"

There was a lot of discussion when the doorman boarded, Qu Su's face changed, and he hurriedly said: "Could it be that he is the abolished prince?"

King Chen flicked the letter paper and sneered: "Exactly, the official document of the edict is already on the way, and this regent's hand is really fast." ”

Qu Su was deeply worried, and said: "Helan Playing Light is acting like this, presumably he has been secretly communicating with Jinhua for a long time before, Your Highness, there may be a change in the two cities, and the student recommends Li Lin to go." ”

Chen Wang chuckled and said, "Mr. Qu doesn't believe Shen Yu and Meng Xu?"

"This ......" Qu Su didn't know how to respond.

Instead, another person in the audience got up and said: "Back to Your Highness, Mr. Shen is a weak scholar, as for Meng Xu, the Meng family has damaged Meng Run, I am afraid that he will complain." ”

"Hehe, this is a small section, Mr. Wu doesn't have to worry about it. King Chen smiled and took another piece of letter paper and said: "I heard that this year it has been rainy from Jiangyuan, and there are countless cattle and sheep infected with diseases, I don't know what to do with the seven nobles, oh no, there should be only four left." ”