。 A chilly wind is coming.

The wind blew against the windows, and the sound was like a knock on the heart.

Zhang Xinchen was reading a book in the candlelight, holding a book in his hand, but his eyes were on the window.

Although the windows were closed, the wind was still blowing.

Tonight is like every windy night on weekdays, and it is extremely delicious.

It was probably late at night.

There was an inquiring voice from outside the door, "Young Master, do you want to rest now?" ”

"No, let's go back first." Zhang Xinchen replied in a deep voice.

When the subordinate heard the order, he immediately retreated.

Zhang Xinchen put down the book in his hand, and after seeing that there was no one in front of the door, he raised his legs.

After sitting for a long time, these legs gradually lost their strength. It was only in the dead of night that he had the opportunity to move his legs.

How long have these days been?

Looking back now, it has been more than ten years.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and whispered, "It's ridiculous. "Qi Mo's life is involuntary, how can he make his own opinions. This qiē has long been predestined in the dark.

His gaze slowly fell on the flickering candlelight, Qi Mo was now in a deep predicament, and if he wanted to break free, he would definitely need some strength and planning. He absolutely did not believe that Qi Mo's life would be ended tomorrow.

Tomorrow, the emperor secretly executes Qi Mo. For the emperor, Qi Mo is the only thorn in his eye, and he must be removed!

It's just that the Zhao family behind Qi Mo will not make the slightest move.

Zhang Xinchen's eyes narrowed half-narrowed, and a look of inquiry flashed in his eyes, how should Qi Mo break free from the predicament this time?

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the shallow light in his eyes flowed, and he said in a low voice: "Has she returned?" ”

In her mouth, she referred to Su Mo.

The emperor set up a world to wait for her to surrender herself, and if possible, he hoped that she would never return.

However, how can she let the hatred of the outlaw end!

"Su Mo, maybe this time, I can't protect you well." Zhang Xinchen said with an extremely complicated expression.

He had been unable to help himself for a long time, and there was very little he could do.

I don't know how long it took, and the voice of the subordinate came from outside the door again: "Young Master, the hour is not early, it's time to turn off the lights and rest, otherwise the lady asks, and the slave can't afford it." ”

Zhang Xinchen put away his thoughts and replied softly: "Come in." ”

After the subordinate entered the room, he turned off the lights and helped Zhang Xinchen to rest.