Dead vines, old trees, faint crows. The snow is deserted.

A carriage wrapped in brocade on the outside of the carriage hurried down the winding path, driven by a man in his forties, who shouted loudly as the horses drove along.

The land was remote and desolate, and there were no people along the way.

There were two people sitting in the carriage, a middle-aged man in his thirties wearing a moire brocade with his eyes closed and holding a hand warmer in his hand.

The other is a woman who is up and down in the double ten. The woman has some beauty between her eyebrows and eyes, and she is wearing a fashionable folded branch skirt, the material is good material, but it is a little wide, and it should not be tailor-made.

The woman sat at the bottom of the middle-aged man, unconsciously tearing a handkerchief in her hand, her face was expressionless, but her eyes revealed uneasy thoughts, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The middle-aged man who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly said, "Since you came out, why do you have to think about it anymore?" Chen De and Hua Weijing's two uncles and nephews fought at this time, it can be seen that the sky will not kill you! ”

When the woman heard this, she was a little relieved and said, "It's good not to bother Mr." What kind of place is the East Factory, Mr. brought Qi Rong out of that place, and he got into trouble by accident, how could Qi Rong not worry. ”

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of?" Since your husband sent you to that place, he doesn't care about you anymore, Xu Qirong was defeated and died, Chen De and Hua Weijing were busy eating dogs, and the Xu family watched from the wall, who would think of you at this time? Then he said gently, "Don't worry, no one can help us when we get to Beiya." ”

The woman pondered for a moment, remembering the rumor that the eldest princess of Beiyang admired a teaching gentleman, her heart was a little more stable, and she remembered what the man had just said, so she couldn't be happy: "He...... Was he really defeated? ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled: "Xu Tingyuan's letter of severance in the past has been announced to the world, is it possible that you are still sad for him now?" ”

The woman bit her lip: "After all, he is my father, he hated me, but I didn't expect that in the end, only such a bloodline would be left for me, and there was not even a person who held the spiritual position for him!" ”

The middle-aged man was very disdainful, and was about to speak, when he heard Xingyi say loudly and respectfully outside: "Sir, it's snowing heavily outside, and the horse is blind, why don't we take a break in the broken temple in front?" ”

The woman lifted the curtain, and the middle-aged man looked outside, and sure enough, the snow was heavy, and there were ice slags, and the broken temple was not far away, just twenty steps ahead.

So he nodded.

As soon as Xing said yes, he slowly leashed his horse, and the carriage slowed down. When the carriage stopped, the woman quickly got out of the car and opened a red paper umbrella and helped the middle-aged man get out of the car.

The middle-aged man seemed to be very afraid of the cold and hugged the hand stove tightly.

The woman held an umbrella and helped the man to walk towards the ruined temple, just like that, she carefully blocked the man's left side, trying to block the wind and snow for the man with her thin body.

It was the only little thing she could do for a man.

The man paused, turned around and said, "Okay, you ......"

But the rest of the words couldn't be spoken, as if he had suddenly lost his voice.

The woman felt strange and turned around in surprise, startled.

Xingyi died, his neck was wiped off, his body hung on the wheel, he should have smelled blood, and the horse rubbed the snow with its hind hooves uneasily, but it did not run away.

Five steps away, there stood silently about twenty people in black, holding steel knives.

The middle-aged man and woman were horrified in their hearts, they were able to kill Xingyi silently, this group of people must not be ordinary people.

The woman's eyes were sharp, and she noticed that the twenty or so people in black were probably not in a group, half of the cuffs were trimmed with dark gold, and half of the cuffs were trimmed with dark red.

She knew the dark red border, who else could it be if she wasn't sent by her good looks-after? It's just that she can't guess who the main messenger of this dark gold border is.

So he stood up in front of the middle-aged man, and asked the black-clothed man with dark red trim in a deep voice: "Your master sent you to kill me or arrest me back?" Without waiting for anyone to answer, he immediately said to himself, "Yes, my father is dead, and Dafang and Xu Jinxing are in the same vein and deny my father, and it is useless to arrest me back, so you are naturally here to kill me." ”

The man in black didn't answer, but it seemed that he acquiesced to the woman's statement.

The woman had no choice but to say: "That's it, I have a dead word today, but my husband is innocent, if he hadn't met me, he would have been an outsider, please let him live." ”

Speaking of which, the man in black with dark red cuffs couldn't help but say with disdain: "Madame is really open!" ”

A man in black with dark gold cuffs couldn't help but speak: "The villain is not talented, I just saw the demeanor of the notorious Mrs. Rong in the rumors today, and before I got the letter of resignation, I rushed to make a concubine for another man, no wonder the master had to send the news out in one breath before he died, asking us to send you to Huangquan!" ”

There was contempt and regret in this man's tone, and he didn't know what he was sorry for.

When the woman heard this, her face changed greatly: "Before she died...... Who are you from? Was it sent by my father? Although it was a question, I was somewhat sure in my heart.

She already knew that her father had a group of people of unknown origin but who were very loyal, and now that her father was dead, these people did not kill Hua Weijing to avenge her father, but came here to block and kill her father's only daughter, it was really ridiculous, it was really sad.

Just because she has a bad reputation, her father won't let her go until he dies?

Xu Qirong only felt that his heart was colder than eating ice cubes on a snowy day, and it was so cold.

was finally rescued from that dirty place, but two groups of people came to kill her, one group was sent by her father-in-law, and the other group was sent by her father-in-law, which was really good!

Xu Qirong turned around and looked at Yi Pingzhi with teary eyes and an apologetic face, and said bitterly: "Sir, I'm sorry, in the end, it still bothered you." ”

What else could she do but say sorry?

One of the two is a scholar who is powerless, and the other is a weak woman, where is there a way to survive in this wilderness?

Xu Qirong saw Yi Pingzhi move his lips, but he didn't hear what he said, he only heard the sound of the blade chopping meat after the sound of breaking the wind, and the whole person fell into the snow, and then saw Yi Pingzhi also fall, and the red paper umbrella was blown by the wind and rolled out of the distance.

Xu Qirong felt very cold and painful.

In the winter of the second year of Xuanyuan, Mrs. Dongyang Hou died of illness, and Dongyang Hou mourned. However, there is also gossip that Mrs. Dongyang Hou eloped with someone and met a thief on the road, so she was killed. ———————————————————————————— new book has been released, I hope you will pay more attention!