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He said: "The first emperor, the rebellion of the heir is terrifying, the prince and grandson are almost killed and injured, the vitality of the clan is greatly injured, the first emperor saw such a situation, lest the disaster of future generations, in addition to the formal establishment of the law of the heir, will also embroider the clothes to leave a dark line, this seal was in the hands of Queen Du, the queen died, only to make the old decay in charge, the old decay over the years of the main recruitment embroidery to make it responsible, will be some quite talented teenagers in the B word division, now Bu Hunt is in charge of these people, he only recognizes the chapter does not recognize people, if it is ...... His Royal Highness King Chen is really destined to return, then please ask the sixth prince to admonish: Don't make the worries of the first emperor come true. ”

So it sees, it must be because Queen Du has been childless for many years, and the first emperor believed that she could be impartial, so he was relieved to entrust such an important matter to her...... Du Yu's heart sank, and he put the seal on his chest.

When he walked out of the ancient temple, the wind and snow were still there, the sky was dim, and the strange Yao didn't know where to come out, took the two mounts, and lowered his hands to listen to Du Yu's orders.

Du Yu saw that he was full of dryness, presumably his method of keeping warm was quite effective, and saw his respectful appearance, and suddenly had some admiration for King Chen, he can be good at anyone to make good use of it, whether it is a strategist with a high chest, or just a servant who knows the way to lead the horse, he must know the last bargaining chip in Xuanyi's hand, so he made him come, I don't know how many unknown clues he still has in his hand, and he can manipulate those threads involving all parties at the right time.

However, if you can get the help of the embroidered messenger, you should be able to rescue Wen Xi, Du Yu turned over the horse, said "return to Beijing", waved the long whip in the snow, and the horse galloped away as when it came.

Outside the Ted Gate, there was a group of people galloping from afar, Du Yu grabbed the horse, watched a team of torches shine by, and waited for them to enter the city gate, before pulling the horse forward a few steps.

Qi Yao stretched out his head and looked at it for a long time, and said, "That seems to be the people of Hengguo." ”

Du Yu groaned, before King Chen mentioned King Jiuming, this team of people and horses entered Beijing first, presumably the messenger of the message, King Jiuming should be behind him, at the latest tomorrow evening, should enter Beijing, in previous years, the moon sacrificed to the temple, King Jiuming pushed the sick body heavily, or entered Beijing late on Chinese New Year's Eve, or asked his children to sacrifice on their behalf, this time it was really too positive.

Snowflakes also floated on Du Yu's face, and his eyebrows and newly grown short beard were covered with a shallow layer of hoarfrost, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his breath spread like mist, and then he pulled the reins and walked towards the city gate.

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The wind is still very strong, and I don't know when this wind and snow will stop.

Wincy woke up and slept, and slept and woke up, and each time she woke up, she was weaker than the last, and she was afraid that she would not wake up like this, but she could not control the heavy eyelids and the growing tiredness of her mind.

She was very thirsty, still hungry, her hands were weak, it was still very dark, in the darkness, any movement was unusually obvious, she seemed to hear the sound of rats scurrying by, and some unknown insects wriggling under her body, maybe she was really going to die, those things were waiting for a good meal.

Wen Xixun felt the wall and leaned down slowly, looking up with a wry smile, the top of her head was also pitch black, and she couldn't see anything with her eyes wide open.

Maybe people are dying, Wency began to look back on her short life, there seemed to be no deeds to leave a name, doing nothing was like an ant, what did she live for?

The master never met again, and he was cold...... She may also break her promise, Du Yu will also feel sorry for her, and Su Jun, other people, people she knows know that she died so aggrieved, and they will sigh for it.

The throat was dry and cold, Wen Xi swallowed hard, barely saliva, touched her neck with her hand, and touched a hard thing, she touched it twice, remembering that it was the little jade plate that King Chen gave her, I don't know what it was, he said it was very important, but no matter how important it was, it was useless to her now.

Maybe it's not a bad thing to die, I used to hear people tell stories in those teahouses and wine shops, and when those heroes and heroes were killed, they didn't all tilt their heads up, and they shook the world with pride: eighteen years later, they are a good man again.

She didn't live too glamorous, so at least she couldn't die too much...... If there really is a netherworld, then maybe I can see my mother, mother......

Wen Xi recalled the appearance of her mother in her memory, she seemed to smile rarely, but she was always very gentle, no matter how cold and dusty Mrs. Yan was seen by others, or a female celebrity who was compelling and unyielding, in front of her daughter, she would always be a mother, humming songs to lull her to sleep on summer nights, and pointing to the scenery to teach her reason.

Wenxi hissed a few breaths, but didn't have much strength to breathe back the exhaled breath, how long had she been here? a day, two days, and why was it always so dark?

She hung her fingers down weakly, feeling a sense of relief that was about to be freed, so be it-

But in a trance, it seemed that someone's footsteps were coming, and Wen Xi moved his finger slightly, and suddenly, a burst of light leaked in like water, and then a group of rats creaked and fled. Wency could barely adjust to the light, and her eyes were so bright and white that she felt her eyes tingle and tears flowed down her face.

After a dizziness, she saw two men coming towards her, they lifted her up, and half-dragged her outside, Wency had no strength at all, not even the strength to speak, as if it were a lifeless broken bag, but she saw the room where she had been for a long time, full of countless dry bones, from which the stale disgusting smell came from, those dry bones and clothes and jewelry, all women, countless women died here, more than she imagined, they all died in this dark and dull room！

Winsy had no more fears, she just felt very sad, those women's jewelry and clothes could still see brilliant hues, mottled gold threads, five-colored gems, all in the end with the empty shell, left in this dark room.

They dragged her away for a long time, her shoe fell off, and her heel was bruised, and they didn't seem to treat her as a living person at all, and the snow was fluttering along the way, and Wenxi didn't feel very cold, more of her hunger and thirst, she grabbed a handful of snow on the ground, and tried to stuff it into her mouth with difficulty.

The snow was cold, but it was delicious, more delicious than any food in the world, and Wen Xi felt that she had never eaten such a delicious thing in her life, and she wanted to grab another handful, but unfortunately, they dragged her into a room, and there was no snow, and Wen Xi felt some regrets.