The night is light, and the rain is cool. The pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info wind swept faint ink marks, leaving a lonely shadow in the distance. The distance between each other has become blurred as time has passed. Looking at each other in the air, it was a layer of tears on the candlestick. Those memories are like floating clouds, slowly drifting away.

When I came from Xihua Gate, I only saw that the sky in the west was a little gray. Lin Yifan led the horse, thinking about Qi Su's beautiful smile, and felt a little lonely in his heart. The Yuchi family is thousands of miles away, and Qi Su is alone, so if he wants to go, he shouldn't go too far.

Lin Yifan thought in his heart, so he immediately flew on the horse. Instead, he tightened the horse's reins and neighed with a horse's neigh. Then he galloped out of East Street, and the sound of horses' hooves was like a tight rhythm. Because it was a rainy day and there was a war, the streets were empty.

However, when Lin Yifan turned a street corner, he saw the bridge opposite. A group of soldiers walked up, and behind the soldiers, many civilians were tied. Most of those ordinary people are girls. When Lin Yifan saw this, he clenched his fists unconsciously.

Looking at the appearance of those soldiers, they should have sent these girls to the palace. What's more, the palace of this meeting was occupied by the Xijon soldiers. However, the people who suffer the most are the common people. But the original plan didn't have this part.

Thinking of this, Lin Yifan's heart was very sad. He looked at the girls in a daze, their clothes in rags. Walking forward covered in blood, he was beaten by soldiers from time to time. The tragedy of wanting to cry but not daring to cry was deeply engraved in Lin Yifan's mind.

Kyoto Castle, which was once wealthy, is now a purgatory on earth. Chu Junyan and Xiao Yihan left, and Jun Hao also fled to the Yuchi family with the remnants of the troops. Leaving a huge Kyoto city behind, how many people are implicated in it. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Lin Yifan would not have felt this emotion.

The Yuan Dynasty poet Zhang Yanghao said well: "Xing, the people are suffering." Death, the people suffer. "Whether a country is prosperous or declining, the people are the ultimate victims. This has been the case since ancient times, and the weight of the power struggle was ultimately lost to the people.

Lin Yifan jumped off the horse and casually asked an uncle next to him: "Where are they going?" "Hey-" The uncle shook his head and sighed, "I heard that Duanmu Ruiping is going to choose a concubine, so let the girls go." If anyone doesn't send it, they will be killed......"

"Isn't there anyone in charge?" After Lin Yifan asked this sentence, he felt speechless. Now there is no one in Kyoto, and even Chu Junyan is gone. Who cares about the lives and deaths of these people? Hearing Lin Yifan ask, the uncle snorted coldly: "The emperor has run away!" ”

In the eyes of the people, the emperor in Donglu ran away by himself. And fled to the desert, leaving the whole of Kyoto behind. Not only that, but he also allowed the Xirong soldiers to set fire to the palace. As a result, the city of Kyoto, in an instant, became another infernal hell.

At that time, Lin Yifan wanted to step forward to stop him. Unexpectedly, he was dissuaded by the uncle: "It's useless for you to go, if Duanmu Ruiping knows, these girls will die!" "It turned out that the leader of Xijon was murderous, and I heard that the girls who spent the night with him died the next day.

Hearing what the uncle said, Lin Yifan became even more worried. If this continues, there will be no one in Donglu in the future. He unconsciously shook the sword in his hand, and then swung it left and right, stopping in front of the soldier. The blade of the sword was unsheathed, shining with a silver light.

A burst of autumn rain, intermittently. The endless seasons make people feel disgusted. Such weather always brings a bad premonition. The rain soaked the sword, and from time to time it was tinged with a chill. At this time, Lin Yifan raised his eyebrows coldly, which made those soldiers panic for a while.

As a result, the Xijon soldiers began to take up arms one after another and put on various moves to deal with it. In the bitter wind and rain, Lin Yifan held a sharp sword in his hand. With two blows to the left and right, he cut down two soldiers to the ground. The splattered blood immediately mixed with the water.

"Where's the stinky boy?" There was an immediate commotion among the soldiers, and all of them began to fight against Lin Yifan. At the same time, the girls took advantage of the chaos to escape. "Catch those girls!" The rain, the screams, the sound of weapons contacting, all kinds of sounds are intertwined, and it is impossible to distinguish them.

At this time, Lin Yifan already had a lot of blood marks on his sword. He carried a sharp sword, and with every step he took, he slew a man with lightning speed. Soon, he killed not a single soldier. The rain became heavier and heavier, and the blood splashed everywhere was particularly conspicuous.

"Run, get out of here-" Lin Yifan let the girls run away while untying them. At this time, many soldiers came from the corner of the street. When they saw Lin Yifan and these girls, they waved their hands and immediately surrounded them.

Xirong's soldiers were tall and mighty, almost suppressing Lin Yifan. One of the bearded soldiers, in front of Lin Yifan, beheaded a girl. Then he sneered: "If you don't stop, I'll kill all the girls here!" ”

At the moment when he finished speaking, another girl died tragically under his knife. The other girls were so frightened that they retreated, and some couldn't stop whimpering. At this time, the rain was heavy with the wind, blurring Lin Yifan's vision. He could smell it, the smell of blood.

The rain is constantly whispering, and the wind is constantly whispering. Blood and rain flowed down the ground. Lin Yifan pursed his lips tightly and refused to put down his sword. At this time, with a scream, another girl died. "Humph!" The bearded man smirked, "Look what you do!" ”

When the bearded man was about to raise the knife again, Lin Yifan shouted decisively: "Stop!" Because in Lin Yifan's opinion, he really didn't want to let the girl die tragically. With his own strength, it was not enough to resist this group of Xirong soldiers. It's better to take a step back.

"Put down your sword," said the bearded man again, "or I'll kill her!" As the strength of the knife deepened, there was a deep blood mark on the girl's neck. Ruler? Xu is a dream, Xu is thinking too much, Lin Yifan really saw the ruler.

The girl in front of her looks so familiar. It's just that the bearded man put a knife to his throat, and a lot of blood oozes out. Lin Yifan gritted his teeth and kicked the bearded man's arm hard. With a scream from the beard, Lin Yifan hugged the girl.

"Xianyun?" At this time, Lin Yifan found out that this person was Xianyun. It's just that the appearance of Xianyun and Qisu is so similar. Before he had time to think about it, he heard Xianyun crying: "Guard Lin...... Sister Qi Su let them and caught them in the palace ......"

Hearing the news of Qi Su's arrest, Lin Yifan's heart sank suddenly. He and Wang Lianying searched in the palace yesterday, but they didn't find it. Xianyun said that they were all arrested, and Qi Su was disobedient, so he was locked up. Yes, I haven't been to the torture room in the palace!

Hearing the news, Lin Yifan was both happy and worried. Unconsciously nodded and thanked Xianyun, and then ignored the pursuit of Xirong soldiers and rushed back to the palace. At this moment, he was full of rulers, but he didn't know how much he was suffering.

"The prince is looking for you," before leaving, Lin Yifan did not forget to say to Xianyun. Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, cutting the sky in half. Half gray, half dawn. Lin Yifan's heart is worried about Qi Su. Xianyun is also not far behind.

The red dust is long, and things in the world are always difficult to get what you want. The years have not left a trace, and in this clear sky, there are gardenia petals scattered all over the place. It withered, withered, and was no longer to be found. Today's hustle and bustle has been empty. It doesn't matter who is right or who is wrong.

"It's so cold," Li'er said unconsciously with her arms folded, her lips trembling. How could it not be cold, when I escaped from the palace, I just wore a dress. Not even a decent coat. Coupled with the rainy weather for several days, autumn came earlier.

The sky is too high, and sometimes a row of geese flies. Wailing and flying to the far south, there will be an occasional lone goose. After leaving the group, he waved his wings desperately, but after all, he was on the edge of loneliness. Wan Ning gently held Li'er's little hand and comforted: "When I get to the Yuchi family, everything will be fine......

The people of Yuchi are thousands of miles away, and if you want to reach it on foot, it is estimated that you will have to walk for at least half a year. And coming to the west, the road is even more difficult. Besides, yesterday, a group of soldiers went out of the city. I heard that I came after Jun Hao, and the bluffing Wanning and Li'er were shocked.

Although they didn't see the girls, they had a vague hearing about what happened to them. I was even more scared in my heart, and I walked for two days in a row. I am afraid that I will be caught up by the pursuers, and it will not be easy to be captured when the time comes. It was very windy, and Li'er's body was a little cold.

A small dilapidated temple can be used as a place to stay for the time being. Wan Ning lights the bonfire and gives Li'er a little warmth. Looking at the dark sky outside the window, I didn't feel even more worried. "Wanning, are we going to die?" Lil's voice trembled a little, and she was scared.

Li'er has always given Wanning the feeling that she is a weak girl. However, behind the weakness, there is more strength than Ping's nobles. At least Li'er will persistently guard the love in her heart. "There's no end to it," Wan Ning said, stroking her shoulder.

Many years later, Wan Ning came to this ruined temple again. Thinking about the stormy night that night, it was a long night. The humid air was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and fright. With a wave of her hand, she instructed the palace people to renovate the small temple.

It is convenient for others to become convenient for oneself. Later, when she learned that Qi Su had lost her hair and became a nun, Wan Ning thought about asking Qi Su to come here. It's a pity that Qi Su escaped into the empty door, and he felt that he had no intention of saying goodbye. After sighing gracefully, she had to let the ruler go by herself. In fact, no one would have thought of such a thing.

It's just that Li'er in front of her is different from Qisu. She was born in the deep palace, how could she endure such hardship. Although there is a bonfire, it is also a drop in the bucket. Wanning closed the doors and windows and lit a few more firewoods. And he put his cloak on Lil.

At that time, Li'er was moved to tears: "Wanning, I have always hated you...... You are so good to me, ...... to me" "As long as you live, there will be hope," Wan Ning gently comforted Li'er, longing for Li'er to have a good rest.

The lotus flowers of the Lotus Fragrance Garden are still the same, the dark fragrance is still the same, and the Quyuan is still the same. It's just that Li'er is gone, leaning over to watch the gap between the koi games. Vaguely recognizable, Lier's gorgeous demeanor back then. After a long time, Lier could have had a love, husband and children.

Fate pushed her into the middle of the harem. The weak Li'er is lonely and keeps her vows. How many tears, how many grievances, how many resentments have never dodged. It's just that when she finally waited for that promise, it turned out to be a flash.

"According to the queen's ceremony, I will be buried with Chu Junyan in the royal tomb." A holy oracle, full of heavy pain in Wanning's heart. She asked Hong'er to issue this edict and bury Li'er and Junyan together. Heaven is as people wish, and it is a perfect relationship after all. The promise was fulfilled.

In the second half of the night, there was a heavy downpour. The rain poured in through the broken windows, and it was bitterly cold. It's not yet November, and it's so cold. Wan Ning woke up from the cold, and turned around to see Li'er sleeping soundly. She relieved herself and prepared to get out of bed and close the window.

Unexpectedly, looking through the window, there will be a little spark coming here. Wan Ning's first thought was that the pursuers were coming. She immediately woke up Li'er and said in a low voice, "The Xirong soldiers are here, let's run quickly!" As soon as the words fell, the two quickly pushed the door and fled.

The rain of October, mixed with the whirring of the north wind. It was even more unbearable, and he only walked two steps away. Li'er fell, and Wanning pulled her up. In the dark night, I can only hear the sound of the rain and the howling of the wind. At that moment, Wanning remembered her former self.

When I escaped from my fate, it was also on such a rainy night. Only now, she's not on her own. She wants to escape this horrible place with Lil. Suddenly, a bloody hole was torn in mid-air, and lightning slashed a tree.

Li'er exclaimed, her feet were weak, and she fell to the ground hard. Wan Ning grabbed her hand and continued to run. But the sound of the wind and rain along the way made Lier very scared. She grew up in a deep boudoir since she was a child, how could she have seen such a scene.

"Stop!" This is, the sound of chasing soldiers faintly sounded behind him. Wanning glanced back, vaguely with some torches. If you don't run away, then you won't have a chance. But Lil stopped, hugging a big tree and panting.

"If you don't leave, it's too late!" Wanning kept urging, and Li'er had no choice but to take heavy steps, running with all her strength step by step. But Li'er was sore and weak, and she no longer had any strength. The stones under her feet tripped her to the ground.

The stones on the ground cut through her clothes mercilessly. Leaving large and small blood cuts, she heard footsteps behind her. Unconsciously crying: "Wanning, what should we do?" Woo woo woo - " Seeing Li'er crying, Wanning's heart was a little sad.

Looking ahead, the rain obscured the road. The rain and mud roads are slippery, and the mountain roads are rugged. There were pursuers behind, and Wanning also thought about giving up at that moment. At that time, the fate was in the hands of others. Li'er's crying disturbed Wanning's mood, and she also wanted to cry.

"Ning'er, I'll wait for you in Yuchi," Jun Hao's words echoed in her ear. She slowly came back to her senses, helped Li'er up, and said, "If you believe me, come with me." "In the face of difficulties on stormy nights, no one will give you strength.

Like a withered gardenia, looking for him in the fire. It's just that no one will know that many years later, the Zhengyang Hall will still be the gardenia. It's still the twilight hour of the day, and it's still the quiet flowers blooming and falling. Sometimes, being strong is in your heart.

Wan Ning crouched down and carried Li'er behind her. Li'er was very light and light, and she felt very uneasy on Wanning's back: "It's me who is useless!" Wanning, you don't care about me—" The sound of the wind and rain drowned out her voice, so that she could feel a trace of warmth.

The footsteps were getting tighter and tighter, and the sound of graceful breathing was a little rapid. She walked in the rain with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the road ahead was dark. It's like an endless black hole, laughing at Wanning's incompetence. Either way, you have to stick to it.

Somehow, Wanning's eyes were a little blurry. My mind was also a little drowsy, and my steps began to tremble a little. She was about to stand for a while, but she fell headlong to the ground. Lil fell from her back, and her heart grew more and more frightened. The thunder was loud and the rain was raging.