Zi Sangyun's body stiffened, and he looked at Xuan Heng stiffly. And Xuan Heng's pale red lips are shallowly hooked, always looking light and calm.

Seeing that Zi Sangyun was silent, he smiled, as if he was talking to an old friend, and said slowly: "If I were to die, I would definitely want to see Mi'er." ”

Zi Sangyun looked at him and saw that his expression was gentle, and there was a dim and warm light on his plain face.

Tian Mi? The little girl who forced her to such a situation step by step, the person she thought about the second most during this time.

It turned out that he liked her?

Speaking of which, she has come to this point all thanks to these two people, one digging a pit for her, and the other filling the soil for her, but it is also absolutely impossible.

Zi Sangyun snorted coldly and sneered: "Even if you don't worry, you won't have a good result." ”

Xuan Heng asked very seriously, "Why?" ”

Zi Sangyun glanced at him and said, "What good results can a child of a family and a daughter of a businessman have?" ”

Xuan Heng smiled and said, "But don't you think that one has power and the other has money, is this a match made in heaven?" ”

…… Zi Sangyun choked, didn't bother to say more, just snorted coldly: "Yes, it's a pity that I can't see that day." ”

In this voice, there was a little disapproval, but more of it was regret and sorrow that was hastily carried over.

The corners of Xuan Heng's lips pursed, there was a faint light in his eyes, he looked at Zisang Yun indifferently, and said sincerely: "Miss Zisang, you are already a dying person, and there is not much time left, so you should leave with such a heavy secret." It's better to use it in exchange for the joy of life, and die without regrets. ”

Die without regrets? No, she still has a lot of regrets, not only Ah Qian, but also that person.

Not seeing him and his children die was the biggest regret of her life.

No, how can they live well and enjoy the ultimate glory and wealth in the world?

With the same bloodline, she can't die well, and they don't want to live in the world!

The brown eyes were half-narrowed. Zi Sangyun suddenly said in a loud voice: "What do you want to know?" ”

Xuan Heng smiled slightly. Asked: "Where is the account book in Ruan Tiande's hand?" Of course, if you're willing to sue sù something else, that's fine. ”

Zi Sangyun sneered lightly and directly ignored the latter sentence. Said coldly: "It's not impossible. But I have one condition. ”

Xuan Heng listened attentively. "You say."

"First, I'll only tell you for the answer. Second, I'm going back to my old home. If you don't feel at ease, let Ah Qian follow. Zi Sangyun's attitude is very tough, his body is tense, and he is not compromising at all, so he has to do it.

Although Xuan Heng didn't know why she had to go back to her former home, the more she did, the easier it was to find clues from it, and he was happy to see it.

Besides, Ah Qian had already prepared for her.

"It's a deal." After this sentence, Xuan Heng got up and ordered someone to open the prison door, and he led the person straight out.

The lights in the prison are dim, the rain is continuous outside the prison, and it is dark inside and out, but even if you are separated by dozens of zhang distance, you can easily see that under the willow trees planted next to the avenue, there is a silver-robed man standing with an umbrella.

The rain was showering, the willows were fluttering, and the man's robe was agitated, but his posture was not shaking, and he stood quietly, like a stone carving.

"Go ahead." Xuan Heng handed her a large black umbrella and raised his chin lightly at the man in the distance.

Zi Sangyun stretched out his hand to take it, held it in his hand and shook it for a moment.

When she raised her head, although her face was as cold as ice, her attitude was still good, she looked at Xuan Heng and said, "Don't worry, I will not break my promise." ”

Seeing Xuan Heng smile indifferently, she didn't say more, glanced at the person on the avenue, opened the umbrella, straightened her spine, and walked towards him slowly.

Although she was not pressed by the guards, there were heavy shackles on her hands and feet, and the shackles dragged her heavily, making it difficult for her to walk, and every step of the way, there was a "scratch" sound, which was very piercing in the rainy night.

Ah Qian's ear is not weak, and when he heard this sound, he turned sideways, and saw that in the rain, the woman dragged the heavy shackles, tried to straighten her body, held the umbrella with both hands, resisted the wind and rain, gritted her teeth and walked forward, her brown eyes were stubborn.

However, from beginning to end, Ah Qian just watched, and there was no pity or appreciation in those cold eyes.

Only when she was about to approach did she ask the driver to open the door and prepare the wooden pier for stepping on.

The iron chain is heavy, and in such a short time, it has worn out the skin and flesh, oozing blood, Zi Sangyun gritted his teeth and smiled, stood in front of Ah Qian, glanced at him coldly, raised his jaw slightly, and turned his head to get into the carriage.

In this regard, Ah Qian is still expressionless.

After Zi Sangyun got into the car, he turned around and looked through the dense rain curtain at the man standing in the dim light outside the prison.

The man hooked his lips and smiled, but he turned around without buying it, took the umbrella and got into the carriage.

However, in January, the Qianjinju was in a dilapidated state, and the seal of the government was pasted in front of the door, and the seal was so wet and soft that it could be torn off casually - they were all people who were going to die anyway, and it didn't matter what crime they committed.

Zi Sangyun walked very slowly, she slowly walked through the empty house, until she walked to her bedroom before stopping.

There was nothing of value left in the bedroom, even the curtains and bedding had been swept clean.

Fortunately, the tables and chairs in front of the window are still alive.

Zi Sangyun pulled out a chair and sat down, pointed to the opposite side, and said to Ah Qian: "You can sit too." ”

Ah Qian followed all the time, watching all her movements and expressions like an outsider, and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

At this moment, he sat down as he was told.

"There was Wumeng tea from Jiangdong at home, but now that the tea and teapot are gone, I can't tell you to drink it." Although Zi Sangyun's face was cold, there was a bit of regret in his tone.

Ah Qian's thin lips pursed and said, "It's okay." ”

"That's right, you're not here for tea." Zi Sangyun smiled, there was a little sunshine in his smile, and his tone was slightly like A Qian.

Ah Qian glanced at her and didn't speak.

Ah Qian rarely spoke to her. Now. In the end, she is going to die, Fang Wen treats her, right?

They are all people who are going to die, so as the man said, there is no need to compete in this last time, but please have no regrets.

Zi Sangyun smiled, his face was calm, his brown eyes looked at Ah Qian, and asked with a smile: "Do you think that my lord is opportunistic and vicious, and I have fallen into this step." Is it all self-inflicted? ”

Ask lightly. But I was a little nervous in my heart.

But Ah Qian said: "That's your business." ”

Ah Qian didn't seem to be treated very favorably because she was going to die, he still said coldly: "It has nothing to do with me." ”

The corners of Zi Sangyun's lips moved, and he lowered his head slightly.

Yes, that's all her business. It's not just that it's not about him. It has nothing to do with anyone else.

For whatever. The road has always come out by itself, and when you come to this point, who do you blame?

This man who is as clear as ice.

Zi Sangyun is no longer entangled in this. She shook her head, nodded again, and said, "What you said is right, I can't complain about others." It's just that I'm a person, I just can't see others well. ”

She is to blame, she admits it, but she is the only one who goes to hell, why?

Thinking of this, Zi Sangyun's face was cold, her tone was a little softer, and she said lightly: "I promised Xuan Shizi to sue you about the account book, and I won't break my word, but I have one condition." ”

Ah Qian didn't move, just looked at her coldly and indifferently, to see what tricks she played.

Zi Sangyun understood his eyes, she turned her head sideways angrily, and said: "My condition is very simple, just let you go to the door - with you watching at the door, I am powerless, and a weak woman with shackles on her hands and feet, what kind of storm can I set off?" ”

Over the years, have you been a weak woman who has set off fewer storms? Ah Qian stood still.

Seeing that Ah Qian sat still, Zi Sangyun got up and said, "If you don't go, I'll go." ”

As soon as he took a step in anger, his feet were soft, and the wolf fell to the ground.

Zi Sangyun looked at the bloody wound on his foot, frowned, and was enduring the pain, when in front of him, suddenly a silver-white clothes slipped off and disappeared like a flowing cloud.

When she looked up, the man was already walking towards the door, he walked by the door, and turned around, looking at her from afar with clear eyes.

Zi Sangyun stood up with the help of the table and chair, she looked at the distance between the two, slowly retreated from the chair, supported her lips with her hands, and exhaled without a trace.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and in an instant, a petite bird skewered in like a flowing arrow, Zi Sangyun quickly pulled out a roll of paper from its feet, unfolded it neatly, and swept it at a glance.

Zi Sangyun's eyes suddenly surged with fierce love, but there was no time, she twitched the corner of her eye, slammed the note into her mouth, and clenched her teeth.

Almost at the same time, a hand clasped her jaw, tightly.

The voice said coldly and ruthlessly: "Spit it out." ”

"No!" Ah Qian is not small, tears hurt in her eyes, but this did not affect her feelings at all, the tears did not show sadness, but were extremely excited, excited and couldn't help herself, and she was about to go crazy with excitement.

Zi Sangyun suddenly laughed, his neck was pinched, the voice choked, intermittently, and tears choked out of the corners of his eyes.

When Ah Qian's hand was about to exert force, she suddenly opened her mouth, and there was nothing in it.

Ah Qian Junyi's eyebrows frowned slightly, let go of her, took a step back, and asked, "What did you swallow?" ”

"It's a secret." Zi Sangyun smiled a little crazy, her brown eyes were a little misty, and repeated: "The big secret." ”

That's right, a big secret. Probably God heard her heart, knew her unwillingness, and really wanted her to die without regrets.

Before she died, she could learn this great "good news", which was really merciful to God, and she had no regrets in this life.

On Huangquan Road, there is that person to accompany her, there are so many people to accompany her, she doesn't lose, she doesn't lose!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

In the majestic rain, Zi Sangyun grabbed the window lattice, his eyes full of happiness.

The room was very quiet, only Zi Sangyun's laughter, she laughed for a long time, and no one responded, so she stopped.

She turned her head sideways, and when she saw a step away, the man's eyebrows were cold, and his eyes fell lightly on her, although there was no warmth, but it was not sharp.

He wasn't attached to what she swallowed up, as if it didn't matter to him, and it was good to get it, and it didn't hurt to not know.

He and Xuan Shizi don't seem to be the same.

Looking at these cold eyebrows, Zi Sangyun's expression gradually returned to normal, and she stood up.

One step away, she looked at him, her brown eyes were not extreme, only the glow was faint, and she said softly: "My lord, in the future, and with Xuan Shizi." ”

These words are carried with a bit of expectation and a faint admonition.

Ah Qian tilted his head sideways and looked at her with a slight puzzlement.

Zi Sangyun didn't explain too much, she just told Yin Yin: "Within two years, adults should not go to Kyoto." ”

Junyi's long eyebrows frowned slightly, Ah Qian looked at her peaceful and harmless appearance, and the incomprehension in her eyes deepened.

Why did Zi Sangyun tell him this? It's like wishing him well.

"Take care, sir." Zi Sangyun stretched out her hand, and when her plump and slender fingers were close to his cheeks, she saw his long eyebrows frowning, she smiled, crossed his cheeks, and landed on the hairpin of his crown, and said with a slight smile: "There is nothing else in the house, after all, I am going to die, so I will borrow your hairpin and use it." ”

The long hairpin was withdrawn, the purple crown fell to the ground, and the green silk on his head slid down, making him more and more plump and handsome.

Zi Sangyun looked at him like this, smiled, clenched the hairpin, the tip of the fingertip stabbed blood on the fingertips, she put her hand behind her, and leaned her hand against the corner under the table.

She looked at him for a long time, always with a smile on her lips, and finally said: "Ruan Tiande's account book, the reason why you can't find it is because - the most dangerous place is the safest - but the most dangerous place is not Ruan Mansion, but—"

With a finger behind her, the hand holding the hairpin slid in front of her, smiled, there was a sarcasm in her smile, and said a little sadly: "The palace." ”

"Ruan Tiande has already handed over the account book to Wang Fengxian and asked her to bring it into the palace to make sure that Wang Fengxian lives in Ruan's mansion, but how can you search the woman's boudoir?" After saying this, her hands that were hanging down her abdomen suddenly moved, and they were raised violently and fell heavily.

The sound of "Z-" was the sound of a hairpin piercing into flesh and blood.

Zi Sangyun leaned down and curled up on the ground, his hands clutching his abdomen, blood surging out of his fingers, staining his prison clothes.

The woman on the ground had begun to have spasms all over her body, Ah Qian squatted down, looked at her eyes that were still clear, her thin lips were pursed, her eyebrows were frowning, her handsome face was tight, her throat moved slightly, and there were a few doubts in her clear and clear eyes.

Zi Sangyun kept looking at him, she reached out and pulled a few strands of hair that he had slipped, and said with a bitter smile: "Before I came, I originally thought that it would be good to die in your hands, but then I thought that it would be better not to let your hands get my blood." ”

Ah Qian's gaze seemed to be more confused, Zi Sangyun smiled, she was already barely supporting, her hand slipped from between her hair, and her last gaze, through Ah Qian, fell on the corner of the table that the light could not shine.

In the place shrouded in shadows, with bright red blood, a killing word was written.

She could almost see what kind of bloody storm would be set off in the mansions of wealthy families in Kyoto.

It can almost be seen how big a disaster there will be at the border in the near future.

If you want to die, you will die together.

What if she is a princess who is not recognized? What princess in history can be buried with so many people?

Zi Sangyun's lips drew a strange smile, and his eyes gradually blurred until he couldn't see anything.

Ah Qian reached out to cover her empty eyes, and he squatted for a moment before standing up.

He turned to look at the empty room, then at the people on the ground, and finally at the hairpin she was holding in her hand, and after a moment, he did not take it back, and turned to leave.

Out of the Qianjin Residence, he stood under the big black umbrella, turned around and looked at the huge courtyard, and instructed the people waiting outside the door: "When the rain stops, bring some tung oil and burn this place." ”

With that, he got into the carriage and told the coachman to hurry to the palace. (To be continued......)