Jun Hao's gaze crossed the crowd and looked in one direction.

"Everyone, everyone-" I don't know which one shouted first, and then many people shouted, among them, women accounted for the vast majority, and the scene was a little out of control for a while.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the warden hurriedly shouted, "The hour has come—"

Then a voice came: "Wait a minute! ”

A woman in a green coat rode a horse, and the crowd automatically separated, and when she got closer, she turned over and ran over.

The official hurriedly stopped the people, and the woman in Tsing Yi shouted angrily: "Bold, I am the female official next to Princess Fang Rou, and I came to see you off on the orders of the princess." ”

The officials looked at each other, and when they saw the woman in Tsing Yi take out the token, she turned her head to look at the prison officer.

The warden spoke, "Please hurry. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi walked past the official and walked to Jun Hao's side, and said in a loud voice: "Mr. Jun, our princess has thanked you for saving you and asked the slave to bring you good wine. ”

She half-knelt down, poured wine with her bare hands, handed it over, and said quickly and in a low voice: "Mr. Jun, this wine can make people bleed and cause fake death, save your whole body, and the rest of the matter will be arranged by someone." ”

Jun Hao was stunned, took the wine but put it aside, and said with a smile: "Girl, do you have a piano flute?" ”

The woman in Tsing Yi was stunned.

Jun Hao laughed at himself: "It's me who is stupid, who will always take the qin flute with him." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed, "If you can, can the girl pick a piece of that holly leaf for me?" ”

The woman in Tsing Yi hesitated, picked a few holly leaves and handed them to Jun Hao.

There were still snowflakes hanging on the holly leaves, and Jun Hao chose one to wipe gently, and the tentacles were cold.

He was born to attract people's attention, and his every move became a landscape in his own right, attracting the attention of countless people.

Unaware of it, he put the holly leaf to his lips and played it slowly.

It was a song "Thoughtful"

As he played, he looked in one direction until the song was finished, and everyone was still in a state of fascination, but he chuckled lightly, and finally lowered his eyes in disappointment.

The woman in Tsing Yi woke up like a dream, and the time for vigilance was running out, and she said a little nervously: "Mr. Jun, it's time for you to drink." ”

Jun Hao smiled faintly: "The parting wine has already been drunk, so there is no need to drink it anymore." ”

"Mr. Jun, you-" The woman in Tsing Yi was anxious.

On the surface, she was ordered by Princess Fang Rou to see her off, but in fact, the Queen Mother ordered her to go this way, in order to save Mr. Jun's life, although she didn't understand the master's meaning, she also knew that the matter was not done, and she would definitely be punished if she went back.

I thought that it was a sure thing, but who knew that there were really people in this world who were going to die!

"Mr. Jun, time is running out!" She didn't dare to say it too clearly, so she had to remind her vaguely.

Jun Hao only looked at one place and ignored it.

The wine was surging, he only felt that his eyes were hot, and a familiar woman looked over in the haze, and a crisp and delicate voice sounded in his ears: "How good it would be if life was only as it was when I first saw it." ”

At this time, the warden shouted, "Invite the idle people out of the field." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi retreated with a blue face, and heard a voice, "The time has come, execution!" Came, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of human heads fell to the ground.

Among them, there was one of the most beautiful heads, with bones rolling in one place, a calm face, without the slightest hint of fear, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

There were screams and weepings in the crowd, and in the end, they were still scattered, and even the corpses were taken away, leaving only blood flowing and staining the snow red.

In the winter of this year, because of this major event, it was extremely depressed, and Emperor Zhaofeng began to linger on the sickbed again, and even Luo Tianhuo summoned fewer people, only Fufeng Zhenren was immortal, and from time to time he had to enter the palace to accompany the increasingly old and confused Son of Heaven to talk about the immortality of the Dan Dao.

The past has been hidden in the deepest part of the long years, and Luo Tianhuo has always been suspicious of King Anjun's words before he died, and began to quietly investigate, but there was no progress.

He also suspected that maybe King Anjun was just trying to plant a thorn in his heart, so as to wait for the day when the monarch and his ministers turned against him.

In fact, King Anjun is probably going to be disappointed at this point, and with Emperor Zhaofeng's current state, he can't wait.

Luo Tianhuo asked the old lady tentatively: "Grandmother, how did my father not have it back then?" ”

The old lady no longer concealed it, starting from the cold arrow shot by her eldest son, the fall of the old man, the investigation of Uncle Luo's disappearance and several years of disappearance, all together, Luo Tianhuo's heart was cold.

The old lady hesitated for a long time, and then said one more sentence: "It's your mother, I suspect that you didn't commit suicide by throwing yourself into the water, you were still young at the time, I'm afraid you don't remember, your mother is the strongest person, I thought about it for a thousand times, she shouldn't have died for you." ”

After saying this, Luo Tianhui's heart ached, and he only hated that he had no memory of his childhood.

On this day, he met Fufeng Zhenren.

Although Fufeng Zhenren climbed to the position of today's national teacher through his hands, he actually has some real skills.

He asked, "Real person, I don't have any memory of what happened before I was five years old, but how can I remember it?" ”

He didn't know why he wanted to retrieve the memories of his childhood, but the intuition he had formed over the past two lifetimes reminded him that it must be important.

Perhaps, it reminds him of his mother's appearance?

Fufeng Zhenren stroked his beard and said: "It stands to reason that there should still be some memories when I was four or five years old, especially when the son of the world is already smart." ”

Luo Tianhuo nodded.

He just wondered about this, he was so smart, how could he have no childhood memories at all?

Grandmother said that he was sick after his mother left, so he shouldn't be confused with his brain, right?

"There is a way to do it, maybe you can try it."

Luo Tianhuo nodded in agreement.

The two of them were placed in the secret room, Fufeng Zhenren took out a copper coin, a bundle of red threads, and hung copper coins swaying in front of Luo Tianhui, with words in his mouth.

Luo Tianhui's vision gradually blurred, as if he had entered a boundless chaos, and he didn't know how long he had walked, but his eyes suddenly became clear.

When his father died, his mother always cried silently, coaxed him at night, and often went out quietly alone to enjoy the moon in the Lingyin Pavilion.

He was very young, but he vaguely understood his mother's mood, and whenever he saw his mother go out, he quietly fell behind.

Lingyin Pavilion is the most beautiful scenery of Guogong Mansion, next to a large area of hosta and peony, he hid in it, and his mother couldn't find it at all.

That night the moon was very round, like the baked cake he had just eaten, and his mother was very beautiful, and she cried again at the moon.

He thought that it would be good if he grew up sooner, others said that he looked like his father, and his mother would not be so sad when she saw him grow up.

The wind was a little strong, and it blew through the peony bushes, and he was a little afraid, and wanted to go to his mother's side, but suddenly he jumped down and picked up his mother and threw her into the lake.

The mother struggled and tore off the man's veil. R1152