Zhen Yue bit her lip tightly, her fists clenched, she understood what he said from beginning to end, but she had witnessed the Didu Rebellion, the Ye'an Rebellion, and the fresh and innocent lives in the concentration camp, she looked at her coldly and said: "Different ideas, different beliefs; Even if you don't kill me, I will do whatever it takes to fight for my faith! ”

"Okay." Beimo Ling suddenly calmed down and said slowly: "When you have the ability, I will definitely fight, now take care of your own body first." He stood up, his posture as if he were an eagle, and walked out of the tense room step by step.

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The cold wind is biting, the snowflakes in the sky will be the main street of Yinghua paved layer after layer, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, ushered in a lively New Year, the people because of the expansion of the country, the reduction of taxes, the firecrackers were set off early, the solemn people of Beiying could not hide their excitement, and the shops were decorated with a festive atmosphere.

Zhen Yue sat on the warm couch by the window, the cold wind blew the woman's waterfall-like hair, revealing the whole beautiful face, ignoring the fierceness between the eyebrows, which was also a very beautiful picture.

She can only stay in this Qiaoyun residence every day, she can't even set foot in the courtyard, she is completely confined inside, imprisoned here in disguise from the dungeon, she knows that there must be a lot of masters outside, and it is whimsical to escape, so she must recuperate, recuperate, and then plan further, she is not a person who sits still, and she will definitely move forward bravely when necessary.

"Girl, it's time to drink the medicine." The maid Xiaoli had just brought the medicine when she saw the window wide open. The woman sat in front of the window and wore very thin clothes, hurriedly put down the medicine, and stepped forward to close the window: "The girl is not well, so she can't get cold." As he spoke, he brought the medicine over with his hands and feet.

This girl is the maid who serves Zhen Yue, usually quiet and mild-mannered, but Zhen Yue doesn't dare to underestimate it, how can the person sent by that man be a fuel-efficient lamp.

She took the medicine and drank it without frowning, and Xiaoli habitually brought candied fruit. Put it back in its entirety every time.

Suddenly. Zhen Yue slowly frowned, her ears moved lightly, and bursts of firecrackers came, although it was very light. But it is difficult to escape the extraordinary ear power of the woman.

"What's going on out there? It's like firing a cannon. ”

"Oh." Xiao Li's peach cheeks smiled. He replied, "Tomorrow is the New Year." The ban was postponed, and the people were happy, and it was rare that this year was a national happy ....... "Suddenly. Suppressing his words and looking at Zhen Yue uneasily, Xiao Li vaguely felt that this girl was from Shu Kingdom, and Shu Kingdom was annexed by Beiying, no matter how she said it, it was also a national martyrdom, and she suddenly felt guilty.

Zhen Yue's face was flat, and she asked, "Why is the mansion so quiet, according to common sense, it should have started a long time ago." ”

Xiao Li was still feeling guilty, and hurriedly replied: "Your Highness rarely came back in previous years, so it has always been very lonely, not to mention that Your Highness doesn't like to be lively, and people don't dare to show it casually." ”

Zhen Yue was not surprised by her answer, in previous years in Qilinfang, everyone was having fun in the New Year, only that man was alone in the fourth courtyard and stayed cold, he didn't like to be lively, and he didn't make others happy, it was simply a pervert~ Perverted, Zhen Yue scolded in her heart.

Xiao Li saw her lowering her eyes, thinking that Zhen Yue was lost because she couldn't be lively, and said with a smile: "On the first day of the new year, there was no one in the house, and the slave maid brought some gadgets to the girl, they were all fireworks that did not hurt people, and the girl must like it." ”

"No one on the first day of junior high school?" Zhen Yue took away the light in her eyes, and her demeanor was natural.

"The first day of the new year is the day when the royal family worships the ancestors, and His Royal Highness, the emperor, and the civil and military officials must go to Tianji Mountain to pray for blessings and worship the ancestors, and seek good weather in the coming year."

"I see." Zhen Yue smiled: "Then it's bothering you, I just like some gadgets." ”

When Xiao Li saw Zhen Yue smiling for the first time, his mood also relaxed, and he responded happily.

In the evening of the next day, the sky was full of snow, wrapped in silver, Ling Wang's Mansion was in the sparsely populated Dujiang Lane, this place was heavily guarded, the Qinglong Hunting Flag fluttered over the pavilion, the people looked at it from afar, and they did not dare to approach Dujiang Lane, so Ling Wang's Mansion became more and more cold, and it was pale everywhere.

Zhen Yue had nothing to do, so Xiaoli found some history books on the founding of Beiying, sat on the warm couch and flipped through the pages, every time she read a page, the woman's brows frowned slightly, and there was admiration and worry in her eyes.

Xiao Li took the hand warmer and put it next to Zhen Yue, suddenly heard a knock on the door, and hurriedly went out of the hall to open the door.

When he boarded, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from the outer hall, Zhen Yue looked up, and saw that everyone in the long line walked in with a side plate in their hands, half-hunched, and the aroma of the dishes was overwhelming.

In less than a moment, the small geometric couch was filled with all kinds of delicacies, all of which were full of color, flavor and flavor.

"What's going on?" Zhen Yue got up and walked over.

"Back to the girl, Your Highness will come over for dinner." The leading attendant leaned over and replied.

Zhen Yue was startled, like a frightened hedgehog, the hair all over his body exploded, and he turned around and returned to the warm couch suddenly, this is someone else's territory, how can there be a bargaining chip for refusal! He wanted to eat, so let him eat alone!

Xiao Li noticed that Zhen Yue was dissatisfied, and he was puzzled in his heart, knowing that Yu Mo Lingwang's status was noble, and he was even more of a god-like existence in Beiying, I don't know why the girl's emotions were so uneasy.

"Your Highness." The attendants who were about to leave knocked on the ground in unison.

"Let's go down." A soft voice came from the hall.

Bei Mo Ling walked into the back room, took off the ferret fur, his expression was clear, and the faint snowflakes between his eyebrows were turned into a pool of autumn water by the indoor heating, diluting the indifference on his body.

Xiao Li stepped forward to take the ferret fur, glanced at the cold-looking woman on the warm couch, and bowed out respectfully.

Sandalwood is swirling, the powder curtain is moving, the beaded curtain makes a crisp sound, and the silent room seems to be calm, but in fact the dark tide is surging.

Bei Mo Ling saw her sitting motionless on the warm couch, like an outsider, her attitude was cold to the extreme, the man who was in a high position all the year round, in and out of the crowd, when did she receive such a cold reception, she swept her eyes to the steaming dishes, and she was a little embarrassed.

"Come here."

Bei Mo Ling sat on the warm cushion, and a pair of sharp eyes looked at her.

Zhen Yue paused, slowly frowned, and still maintained the action of turning the book.

"Come here, I won't say it a third time." The tone was cold for a moment, as if an ice hammer pierced the chamber and instantly covered it with frost.

Zhen Yue is naturally familiar with his temperament, people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, but her current situation has already fallen into a trough, where can the worst be bad? Suddenly, there was resistance in his heart, he raised his head and looked back at him with disdain.

This move is tantamount to pulling out the beard, Bei Mo Ling's eyes are murderous, the whole room is extremely cold, even the carbon fire in the stove has been extinguished, the corner of the man's mouth sneered, and his slender hand pulled out a note from his chest.

The candle flame swayed, and there was no light in the heavy night, and the man's handsome face was faintly haloed, but it looked like a demon from hell, and the book in his hand was like a sharp sword that instantly penetrated Zhen Yue's heart under the reflection of the candle flame.

Lu Gong's secret record! (To be continued......)