Eight years of the Apocalypse

Shangyuan Festival

The north wind howled, accompanied by the falling snowflakes, and the entire capital was wrapped in a plain white veil. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the palace of the four kings, a woman in red stood alone in the corridor, quietly watching the snow flying in the court. The beautiful face is like frost and three points colder.

It's the eighth year. Wei Xiyan sighed lightly in his heart, he had been in this four-cornered heaven mansion for eight years......

His shoulders sank, and when he noticed it, a silver-gray fox fur was already covering his body, and the whole person was wrapped in warmth in an instant.

"It's cool." There was still an emotionless voice behind him.

tightened some clothes, and Wei Xiyan didn't even turn his head. Her right hand stretched out into the porch, and a few scattered snowflakes landed on her palm, but in an instant, they turned into a puddle of water.

Smiling desolately, Wei Xiyan seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to say to the man behind him: "How much is this melting snow like tears......"

Before the words fell, the outstretched right hand was pulled back with a strong force.

The man's sword eyebrows were like lacquer, his thin face was white and almost transparent, and his eyes were like an ancient well, and he was not shocked. The tall and straight body was like a shadow, enveloping the woman. Just looked at her like this, pursed his thin lips, and didn't say a word.

Wei Xiyan looked at the hand that was grabbed by the man in a daze, feeling the snow water swim along the lines of his palm......

Very clear feeling.

When she let go of her hand again, there were already red grip marks on the woman's Ruyu's wrist. A hint of apology flashed in the man's eyes, and he whispered, "I hurt you......"

Wei Xiyan turned a deaf ear, and his gaze became hollow. After a while, he spoke: "Why did you come to me?" ”

The man took a step back, put his hand behind his back, and muttered for a long time before he said slowly: "You can regret it......"

"What?" Wei Xiyan relieved himself, and Allure's face was full of puzzlement. She frowned tightly and asked the man, "I've been waiting for this day for eight years, Chen Feng, have you ever seen me flinch?" ”

The man who was called Chen Feng had deep eyes, not ashamed or annoyed, and said lightly: "The palace is not as good as the palace, not to mention that the incident eight years ago has affected too many people, when they know the purpose of your entry into the palace, they will not let you find out the truth alive." ”

The woman lowered her head, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly. After being silent for a long time, she said calmly: "I know, but in order to restore my father's innocence, why fear death?" As he spoke, he raised his head, and there were already tears hidden in his eyes, "Chen Feng, I have been in this world for so long. If you don't do anything, after his year, under the Yellow Spring, what face will you let me use to kill the eighteen people in my family? ”

Chen Feng's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Shangwei Xiyan firmly, and said calmly for a long time: "From now on, you are the daughter of Zhang Yan, a silk merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhang Xiyan." At the beginning of spring, it is the day you enter the palace and enter the palace. How you go in the future, you can decide for yourself......"

After speaking, Chen Feng stopped lingering and turned around and left the courtyard.

"Thank you, I owe you so much all these years." Wei Xiyan looked at Chen Feng's back and spoke. The sound was not loud, but it was heard very clearly in this quiet corridor.

There was a pause in his footsteps, and the man's voice was cold, but his head did not turn, "I should have said this...... Also, snow is not like tears, tears are hot. The wind stirred his black robe, and at last he said no more and left.

Wei Xiyan bit her lower lip tightly and watched the figure disappear before turning around. She slowly pulled out a delicate little dagger in her arms, her fingertips caressing the intricate patterns on the scabbard. Then, as if remembering something, he smiled softly, and his beautiful face softened.

The snow stopped at some point, and the wind gradually faded. There was silence all around, as if the woman was the only one left in the world......

It was the same snow-heavy day.

The east wind blows down, and the yellow clouds pile up snow.

Although the heavenly god is not beautiful, it does not dampen the enthusiasm of the people in the city to go out. And she could only helplessly follow the crowd to the lively center......

It is an execution ground, and it is a purgatory on earth!

As far as the eye could see, more than a dozen people in the family, all dressed in tattered and thin prison uniforms, shivered in the wanton cold wind...... The two kneeling in the front are their own fathers and mothers!

The mother, who is graceful and generous on weekdays, is now helplessly leaning on her father's shoulder, her temples have spread out, her eyes are blank, her lips are chapped, and her face, which used to have a warm smile, is now full of haggardness.

And the father had a sallow face, looked down at his wife, lowered his head and whispered something, the mother listened, and suddenly smiled, with relief and determination on her face.

Raising his head again, Dad's expression was already calm, looking around at the lively faces of all kinds of people in the audience, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with a kind of righteous and awe-inspiring firmness. He straightened his waist and opened his mouth, his voice hoarse but resounding through the sky!

"Chen Weiyun. Do your duty all your life! Feel the immensity of the emperor's grace on the top, and be ashamed of the common people when you go down! Now that he has been slandered by traitors to this point, it is difficult to say that he cannot die. Even so, although the culprit must not be blamed, the soul will return to the underworld, and the innocence will be decided. I only hate that I can't be more for the country and the people when I am alive, but I hope that the country will be prosperous and peaceful for eternity, and this idea will not change until death! ”

Hearing this, the crowd of onlookers in the audience suddenly became in a commotion. The judge on the stage was far away, and although he couldn't see his face clearly, he also felt a little panicked, "Execution!" ”

At the sound of an order, the cries on the execution ground continued in an instant, and the sound seemed to resound in the sky!

Several executioners raised their butcher knives at the same time, and the sharp blades burned people's eyes in the light of the snow......

"No!"

I suddenly opened my eyes, only to realize that it was just a dream. Wei Xiyan subconsciously touched his cheeks, and it was hot and humid......

The sun is full of sadness and snow, and I don't know who the sadness is talking to!

Casually draped in a robe, Wei Xiyan got out of bed and opened the window, a cold made her shiver, and she was much more sober.

The moon shines like water, shining in the snow, and is as bright as day.

Leaning against the window, Wei Xiyan fell into deep thought...... What really happened eight years ago? Who framed his father? And what does this have to do with Chenfeng? Why would he save himself? He knew that his father was framed, so why did he not say anything about the specific situation? He had not been allowed to investigate his father's affairs before, so why did he help him enter the palace as a female official to find the truth?

I thought about it for a long time, but I still didn't have any thoughts. Wei Xiyan was a little self-deprecating, and said to himself: "That's it, I don't know the situation in the palace yet, what's the use of thinking about this?" ”

It's just that no matter how confused the road ahead is, I still have to go on!

The consequence of blowing the wind overnight is that the body is not supported and falls. Wei Xiyan, who was lying on the bed and burned in a daze, felt that he was stupid for the first time.

When the body recovered, it was spring. Before I knew it, it was the day when the female official entered the palace to test.

When she was dressing up early in the morning, Wei Xiyan was a little absent-minded. Since the snow day was seen that day, Chen Feng has not stepped into this backyard for half a step, I wonder if he will come over to take a look today......

Xiyan scolded himself again and again for not showing any interest, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at the door. But until it was time to leave, I didn't see the figure of Rumo.

With inexplicable disappointment, Wei Xiyan walked to the sedan chair, looked around and found nothing before entering the sedan chair with a lonely face.

Chen Feng stood at the corner not far away, watching the sedan car go away without saying a word. At this time, a man dressed in a crow-blue crane raccoon dog walked out from behind the tree next to him, his face was like a crown of jade, his face was delicate, his figure was tall, and his posture was elegant. Looking at the young age, his lazy eyes are full of sophistication and old age. glanced at Chen Feng, his words were full of sarcasm, "Yo, I can't bear it, I accepted it as a concubine." Pingbai let such a good beauty enter the Longtan Tiger's Den......"

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't take care of himself, he got up and said: "Her appearance is a palace official, and it is wasted." It's not good to say that it was filled with a harem, after all, it's not without this precedent......"

"You're talking too much." Chen Feng coldly shook off this sentence and walked straight back to the palace.

The man was not angry, nor did he follow Chen Feng. just stood in place, frowned, and muttered, "You're afraid that the defeat will affect her." But even if she enters the palace, she may not understand your feelings......"