The glow is soft, spreading a slanting afterglow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is like a splendid time, carefully weaving every inch of dreams. The winter sun gently listens to the stories of the world. So harmonious, how delicate. It's just that time is too ruthless, which makes Qi Su suddenly feel in a trance.

Where have all those years gone? Qi Su leaned lazily on the soft couch, his eyes slightly closed. Let the time pass, flow in your own memory. She will not forget, the first meeting with Lin Yifan, and she will not forget that Lin Yifan cut off a finger for herself.

This hatred, this debt. After all, it has to be repaid, but fortunately, Duanmu Ruiping's time is running out. She sent a letter to Yuchi last night, explaining the cause and effect. After the year, he can ask Chu Junhao to do it, but it will only be a short month. The time is just right, and Qi Su's heart is as calm as water.

"What the hell did you do to Father Khan?" Duanmu Rong took two steps and pushed the door open. Take three steps and do two steps, and rush to the ruler to question. In the morning, I heard news from the palace. It was said that Duanmu Ruiping suddenly fainted, and his whole body was cold.

What's even more strange is that last night was served by the ruler. In this way, it must be the hands and feet made of rulers. Duanmu Rong rushed into the palace and questioned loudly, wanting to hear Qi Su's explanation. In the past, she has always been very good to rulers. From time to time, he passed on the letterhead with Lin Yifan.

"What does the princess mean by that?" Qi Su slowly opened his eyes, looked at Duanmu Rong's angry face, and slowly asked. In fact, as for the ending, Qi Su has already thought very clearly. She can, for the sake of Lin Yifan and the interests of her family and country, it doesn't hurt to sacrifice herself.

The Western clock hanging on the wall emits a "dang dang" tone. Heavy and understated. It's already ten o'clock in the afternoon, and that's usually the time. Duanmu Rong will hold a letterhead, when she is a matchmaker for Qi Su and Lin Yifan.

But this time, Duanmu Rong didn't come for this. Her voice trembled a little, but she still didn't believe it: "Yu Qisu, I treat you as a sister in vain!" You actually did this to my father! I was so mistaken about you! ”

Her aggrieved tears shook in front of Qi Su's eyes. Qi Su's heart is also very uncomfortable. She had to sacrifice herself for that so-called task. assassinated Duanmu Ruiping, but it hurt Duanmu Rong's heart. For a while, I was really at a loss.

However, if you agree to do things for Chu Junhao, you must be loyal to the king. She tapped lightly on the edge of the chair and sneered: "You are just Duanmu Ruiping's concubine, and you can't get the favor of the Great Khan." You're a princess, you're just a puppet. How do you care if he lives or dies? ”

Listening to Qi Su's cold words, Duanmu Rong couldn't think of anything. Qi Su will become like this, which can't help but remind her of when Lin Yifan was her. Her stiff face made Lin Yifan's heart break as before. I thought I had wronged the ruler, but now it seems to be really good.

"He is my father Khan!" Duanmu Rong burst into tears, "No matter what, I beg you to let him go." If, if you are willing to let him go, I will definitely persuade my father Khan to withdraw immediately...... "From Duanmu Rong's point of view, she doesn't want anything extraneous.

What's more, Duanmu Ruiping's health is getting worse and worse, and his two elder brothers are also fighting in secret. For the sake of that ethereal throne, no one will give in. Duanmu Rong didn't think about infighting, which not only made Chu Junhao profitable. It will also make Xirong's power even weaker.

So she thought about begging for a ruler, maybe the ruler would let go. But unexpectedly, Qi Su did not let go: "Will you persuade Xirong to withdraw from the army?" All the way back to the prairie? Hum! I'm afraid that your father Khan will, and I'm afraid that your brothers won't agree! How can I trust you? ”

A snowflake falling on the glazed tiles. As night fell, the wind was mixed with fine snowflakes. Slowly slid down this cosy red dust. The journey has been dusty, can you remember the first snow a year ago? The ruler experienced it carefully, but he could no longer find the original taste.

"I'm just a little maid, how can I poison your father?" Qi Su lifted the green silk slightly, and the words he said did not contain the slightest words, "Even if I had the opportunity, I would have been discovered by your father Khan." The princess asked for such a request, please forgive the slave and maid for not being able to agree! ”

After listening to the reason given by Qi Su, Duanmu Rong had no choice but to say Lin Yifan's three words. Lin Yifan has been recuperating from Duanmu Rong's injuries, just waiting for Xianyun to find the opportunity. When Qi Su is rescued, he will return to the old mountain forest with Lin Yifan.

However, the original plan has long since deteriorated. Qi Su refused to go with Lin Yifan, but he couldn't give up such a relationship. Now that he was brought by Duanmu Rong, he was still full of many threats: "Don't forget, Lin Yifan is still in my house!" If you don't agree, I won't let Lin Yifan live! ”

Duanmu Rong, as the third princess of Xirong, begged for the whole to beg for a ruler. A little maid has already let go of her dignity. But Qi Su ignored it, but ridiculed each other. Duanmu Rong was so angry that she had to move out of Lin Yifan.

Just hearing Lin Yifan's three words, Qi Su said indifferently: "I have nothing to do with him anymore." His life and death are all up to the princess. "No sorrow, no sorrow. Not even, there is no sentimental tone at all.

It is no wonder that the later Wanning said that the ruler is a good work. The former ruler Su harmed Chu Junhao and Chu Junyan for Lin Yifan. So much so that Donglu was burned. Now that she has gone deep into Xijon, how can she repeat the same mistake again.

Fortunately, Qi Su understood this truth earlier. It turns out that having emotions will only make things worse. No wonder at the beginning, Chu Junhao told her to bury her emotions. The wind and rain were sad, she slowly stood up, still the very cautious Yu Qisu.

If everything can go back to the past, Qi Su will not choose to use "fine work" as the price to avenge his father. Now that I think about it, it's ridiculous. My father had never met, but he had to listen to Chu Junhao's words. Promise to serve him and avenge his father.

In this way, she can be a quiet little palace maid. Watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and watch the clouds roll in the sky. How could you know Lin Yifan, and how could you be so entangled with him. How could it be that he has come to this point. At that time, you just had to wait quietly until you were twenty-five years old and quietly left the palace.

At least then you can find a farmer to marry. Spend a lifetime quietly, calm without a ripple. Now I have to endure such grievances. She had to sigh lightly, the ruthlessness of fate. "So, you're not going to say yes?"

Although Duanmu Rong has a grudge against her father Khan, she can't let go of that family affection. She just wants everything to be well, or to retreat to the grassland and live that comfortable life again. It's just that Father Khan coveted power, but in the end he died tragically, and in the end, what else can he do if he is sad.

"I know that you are the person sent by Chu Junhao," Duanmu Rong said word by word, "I might as well tell you the truth, right now, Father Khan is wary of Chu Junhao." asked my brother to send someone to find the border guard talisman in order to win the military power. At that time, Chu Junhao will be attacked by the enemy on his back and abdomen, and he will have no power to fight back......"

Duanmu Rong treated Qi Su as a sister, so she had to tell her. No matter what decision Qi Su makes, and it doesn't matter what Duanmu Ruiping is. Duanmu Rong didn't want to see either side hurt. She tried to maneuver, but in vain.

Snowflakes fall on the world, like an umbrella in the world. Falling on the glazed tile roof, it is like laying a layer of soft white yarn. In the twilight, it is like a piece of silver. Render the entire sky as if it were day. The sound of firecrackers sounded in the distance, quite a smell of the new year.

When entering and exiting the palace, it is the August of the fragrance of osmanthus. Now, two years have passed. More than 6,000 days and nights have passed slowly through the years. I want to keep the tail of time, but I always have a weak heart.

I still remember the heavy snowfall last year, and it was hearty. He followed behind Jun Hao, stepping on his big footprints. At that time, Chu Junyan was still there. It was he who took himself with him, listening to the sound of snowflakes falling. Like a falling flower, it is falling down.

The light is fleeting, but the memory cannot be dissipated. She will not forget that the words of the Jianghu Lang: "I have delayed the best time for treatment, I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover......" was just a few doses of herbs before leaving. Chu Junhao was furious, gritting his teeth.

"Jun Hao," Wan Ning slowly stretched out her hand, touched Jun Hao's cold fingers, and laughed softly, "Forget it, when I left Kyoto, Lord Yuan had already told me." "Her eyes, in fact, she knew it for a long time. I just didn't expect it to come so soon.

Looking at Wanning's dull eyes, Jun Hao didn't feel a lot of pity. He lit many candles that lit almost the entire room. But for Wan Ning, it was just a white light. "But it's okay," Wanning comforted herself, "at least, I can see you......"

Her voice trembled a little, but she still didn't want Jun Hao to worry. Jun Hao held her hand tightly and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, Ning'er, I will, heal your eyes-" In the past few days, Wanning's mind was a little drowsy, and her eyes were always blurry.

"Jun Hao, I want to see the snow," she could feel the cool smell of snowflakes outside the window. Jun Hao took her hand and moved to the window. Pushing open the wooden lattice window, a cold wind blows on my face. The warmth of the room is blown, and a fresh air is injected.

Wan Ning gently stretched out her hand, and the snowflakes fell with the wind. It wet the palm of her hand and melted along the veins of the palm. This is the fate of snowflakes, blooming in the cold winter days. But it will eventually dissipate to the end of the sky with the north wind.

The smell of firecrackers filled the air. Mixed with snowflakes, Wanning's thoughts suddenly flew to the heavy snowfall last year. Snowflakes are falling, ushering in the new year. "It's almost the New Year," Wan Ning said softly, and suddenly felt emotional.

At this time last year, I was still in the palace to keep the New Year. It's ironic that he's wandering outside this year. Wan Ning slowly withdrew her hand, and turned to Jun Hao and said, "Do you say that we will return to Kyoto?" "Yes," Jun Hao looked at the snowflakes in the twilight, his eyes were very determined.

Suddenly, there was a "cooing" sound outside the window. It's familiar, and it sounds like it's coming in the direction of them. Sure enough, I saw a snow-white dove landing under the window. There is also a note tied to the red pigeon's leg. It's from Kyoto, and it's supposed to be from a ruler.

"Jun Hao, but the news from Kyoto?" Since the last time she learned about Xirong's conspiracy from Mu County's letter, Wan Ning has been even more sleepless. One is worried that Xiao Yihan will be found, and the other is worried about whether Qi Su is okay in the palace. Now the flying pigeon is a little comforting.

After listening for a while, he heard Jun Hao say softly: "Duanmu Ruiping has been poisoned by the cold, and he doesn't have many days to live." His two sons are currently vying for the throne...... "This is the best time!" After listening to this, Wan Ning immediately spoke.

"But Xianyun, in order to save Qi Su, married Duanmu Kang as a concubine...... Jun Hao's voice was low, no wonder, no wonder he refused to continue. I think this is the concern of Qi Su, so this is why the flying pigeon passed the book and asked Jun Hao to take the idea.

Time is passing bit by bit, and the snowflakes are falling inch by inch. In just one night, the entire desert has been transformed into a fairy tale world. Floating like a dream, the charm is beginning to come true. Looking from afar, there is not a single camel caravan in the vast desert.

I remember that Chu Chen once said that it would take at least half a month for snow to fall in the desert. And it comes earlier than the winter in the Central Plains, and when it comes to winter, the people of Yuchi rarely come to do business. Now it seems that the matter is true. Wanning heard what Jun Hao said, and she was also quite worried in her heart.

Indeed, now is not the time. Yan Shunqi didn't see it, and Xianyun became a princess again. Everything seems to be not as planned. Even when it was time for Yan Shunqi to attack Kyoto. What to do with the clouds, this is the trickiest point.

Chu Chen said, there seem to be more people recently, "Jun Hao didn't want to worry about Wanning, but since yesterday. There were more people in the inn, and they were all leading the horses. And looked, like a businessman. Jun Hao was going to check it out and told Wanning to be careful.

This news may be expected for Wanning. Along the way, there are still few people to chase and kill. It's just that this winter day is incompatible with the business that Chu Chen said. She burned those letters a long time ago. I'm afraid that it was Xijon chasing the soldiers, and they suddenly chased after him.

Her fears became a reality, but she was caught off guard. If she could see it, she could help Jun Hao. Jun Hao looked at her worried look, so he gently stroked her head and asked her to rest assured: "Lang Zhong said, I want you to take good care of your body......"

When it came to Lang Zhong, Wan Ning's heart was uncomfortable. It's all some deceitful nonsense, otherwise how could it make Mu Chenyu crazy. Because of this, Wanning is embarrassed to see the evening makeup again. But fortunately, I heard Chu Chen say that Mu Chenyu's spirit was much better than before.

So Wanning nodded obediently, and did not forget to say "be careful". On the days when there was no gentleman, Wanning felt even more bored. She sat at the couch and looked out the window at the snowy scene. For a moment, I fell into deep memories.

If it weren't for the heavy snowfall, she believed that Jun Hao would not have shown his heart. Snowflakes are like elves, giving Wanning the truest greetings. "I want this room," suddenly a familiar female voice sounded in my ears. Wanning's heart jumped: Jiang Lingyan.

The snow is raging and the north wind is howling. Wanning's peaceful state of mind was also completely shattered by this sound. She slowly came back to her senses before slowly standing up. I walked up to the window and wanted to look through the crack in the door. But I only saw a vague back, and I couldn't see anything.

It's really annoying, if you can see it. It must be possible, Wan Ning suddenly regretted Chu Junyan. If it weren't for him, how could I be blind! Fortunately, the memory is still there. Otherwise, she really didn't know how she would live.

In the evening, when Jun Hao returned. Seeing Wanning lying on the table and falling asleep, he gently walked over and put on a mattress for her. Unexpectedly, it touched her hot forehead, and hurriedly went downstairs to get a hot water towel. Then he applied a forehead to Wanning, and pushed the doors and windows to dissipate heat.

At that moment, Jun Hao was really worried about Wanning's body. After only four hours of walking, Wan Ning started a high fever. He really didn't know how he had to take care of Wanning. Staying by her side, Jun Hao's heart was full of guilt.

I don't know how long it took before I saw Wan Ning's slightly frowning brow. Jun Hao was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Ning'er?" How does it feel now? Listening to this voice, the graceful gaze was everywhere. It was an unfamiliar face, and she was a little dazed: "Who are you?" ”