The night was like splashing ink, and the northwest wind howled through the mountains and forests, making a sound like a wolf's howl.

"Liang Di Niangniang! Or let the old slave go into the mountain by himself! Beside a carriage on the mountain road in the dark night, Mother Qi stretched out her hand to pull the window frame, and a pair of cloudy and dark eyes looked at a plum forest in the distance with concern.

He Minglan's hands hinged the handkerchief in his hand and shook his head firmly.

Just over half an hour ago, the convoy that had just passed from this place was carrying the banners of the Eldest Princess's Mansion and the Yanwang Mansion, and the reinforcements they were waiting for in the city to come from the direction of the Great Ci'en Temple, but it was a team led by a chattering white-bearded old man.

"Xiao Wan is here!" , The carriage started again, and He Minglan explained to Qi's mother in a low voice: "It's cheaper for me to go to the imperial sister to ask for a stay in person." ”

Mother Qi nodded convincingly, looking at He Minglan's eyes without concealing the light of adoration.

He Minglan pinched the sweaty handkerchief and lowered his head. She persuaded Qi's mother of the reason, but she didn't believe it at all.

At night, the teachers mobilized the crowd, and blocked the door with guns and sticks, such a ridiculous invitation to An was purely looking for a fight. The tiptoeing around the plagiarism that has torn its face has nothing to say at all.

But although her heart was full of apprehension and fear, He Minglan still wanted to go into battle in person. No matter what, she always couldn't help but see Zhou Manyun's fate clearly.

He Minglan's fate should have been changed by Zhou Manyun's woman. If it weren't for her appearance, let herself get worse and worse step by step, maybe her life would be different. He Minglan clenched her teeth and persuaded herself again.

The undulating black tile and white wall appeared in front of him, and the torches held high also illuminated the hoof prints and ruts of the carriage and horses that had just been parked in front of the courtyard, He Minglan helped Qi's mother's arm and got out of the car, and then explained a few words to the attendants who followed beside him.

A stout servant woman was instructed to walk to the gate of the courtyard in three steps and two steps, and reached out and dragged a brass knocker on the door. The ghost made the god almost freeze his body.

Immediately, there were several urges in her throat behind her.

"Straight sissy thief! Why do you always feel that you have knocked on this door, but the knocker is off? The strong woman who had just suddenly lost her mind froze and spitted into her palm, but she abandoned the door knocker and slammed her big hand like a fan.

Just once. The courtyard gate, which was already empty, opened in response, and the strong woman who had not been careful plunged into it, staggering a few steps before barely standing firmly.

The cold wind swirled in the empty courtyard with a leaf, which immediately made the woman, who already felt strange, burst out of her throat.

The people waiting outside the door immediately drew their swords from their sheaths and swarmed in, and the flickering torches scattered in all directions in the courtyard.

Soon the horses and carriages parked in the backyard were discovered, but the faint excitement of the announcement was immediately drowned out by the lack of sight in the main courtyard.

He Minglan, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard, squeezed out a piece of sweat on his forehead. The wings of his nose moved lightly, and his hands and feet were cold. Seeing this, Qi's mother hurriedly helped her into the upper room where the attendant had already investigated the danger, and lit a candle on the desk with flint.

Elder Kui, who was on a blood vine cane, followed with a blushing face, unceremoniously pulled He Minglan's wrist, and then Shi En patted her with a boat of pills and ink-colored pills, and spun around the room.

He Minglan's eyes were covered with a layer of bitter mist, but he couldn't refuse, and hurriedly swallowed the medicine into his stomach.

Leaning back in the chair and resting for a while, He Minglan regained his spirit and stood up. Hurriedly followed behind Elder Kui, who seemed to have discovered something.

The guards who had entered the house to search before were only checking whether they were in the house, but Elder Kui, who was squinting and standing by the couch, found a roll of white silk spread out on the couch.

"Gotta rest and rest!"

He Minglan whispered the words on the scroll. His face was blue and white for a while, and the color changed for a while. People always know more about imaginary enemies than about friends, and she can see that the ink characters on the silk should be Zhou Manyun's personal letter, and it seems that the scroll that was put here in advance is like a mockery here, which is really unacceptable.

Elder Kui stretched out a finger that was as withered as a twig and put it in his mouth, dipped some saliva and rubbed the ink words that he thought were a little strange, and then one leg was covered with white hair, and a human face was tattooed on his back. It was like a spider at the bottom of a bowl crawling up his fingertips.

He Minglan forcibly endured the disgust of wanting to vomit, and didn't overdo it. She once received a book of Hui Xin's poisonous habits, and she also prepared several failed antidotes according to the methods in it, and she couldn't really concentrate on learning, but she couldn't overcome the disgusting feeling of dealing with poisons.

"There's a secret passage here!" Elder Kui, who let the spider lead the way, shouted in the clean room, sucking everyone's footsteps at once.

A wall was pushed open, and a black hole appeared in front of me, as if a bone-chilling cold wind was coming towards it, indicating that this was an underground passage with another exit.

Stay and rest? He Minglan's footsteps inevitably hesitated. She thought of her mother-in-law Song Second Lady who was still in the Great Ci'en Temple, and before He Minglan heard the letter and decided to leave, she was bitterly persuading her daughter to fake her death and get out, and go away together incognito.

"Someone just walked by! There's a golden hairpin here! Mother Qi, who had taken a few steps in front of He Minglan, leaned over in surprise and picked up the thing on the ground that was shining with a torch, her eyebrows fluttering.

The hairpin handed over by Qi's mother is a pure gold phoenix, with a hairpin head and a pearl adorned with a high chin, glowing and crystalline.

He Minglan's eyes instantly turned red. At the beginning, she was willing to be a concubine, but what she wanted was that Xiao Ze, who was the eldest son of her eldest son, would one day enter the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and she could plan for a bright future. But now, she is aggrieved and stays at the entrance to the dark hell.

"Let's go ahead!" , He Minglan held the golden hairpin in his hand tighter, strangled the flesh of his palm, and took a step towards the hole in front of him with blindfolded eyes.

The tunnel was long and tortuous, and the hands holding on to the stone wall could vaguely feel the condensed cold dew, but there was no light in front of them.

Can you go back? He Minglan, who was frightened, turned his head and found that the strange people in the team that had gone down the tunnel together were actually gone.

"Mom!" , He Minglan grabbed Qi's mother's placket and called timidly.

"Sister is not afraid! There are a lot of guards in front of and behind! Qi's mother stretched out her arms and hugged He Minglan's shoulders, as if she had returned to her childhood with the young woman in front of her.

The light of the torches shone on the stone walls. Constantly lengthening and shortening the moving figures......

The frost and wind are cold, even if the changeable world has the possibility of overturning everything, but the children in the warm room are still dreaming sweetly.

On the wide couch in the master bedroom of Baoyi Courtyard, Xiao Han raised his arms above his head, but one calf kicked the quilt and pressed on his sister Xiao Xi's body, and the flexible and crooked movements can only be done by children inadvertently.

The children who were supposed to be carried by their respective nurses are now huddled together in the room of the crown princess Qin. It is also taken care of by their mothers.

Qin, who was not sleepy, got up and sat on the edge of the couch, carefully tucked the corners of a pair of children's quilts, and even deliberately pushed her honest daughter to make more space for her younger brother.

Then, she stared at the faint candlelight of a few stars outside the gauze tent with her cold arms in her arms. Not to mention the urgency of the current situation, for many years, the Qin clan has already developed the habit of looking at the light to fall asleep.

Just a few hours ago, the prince, who was almost dead in their eyes, actually returned to the palace as if he was sick and waited to welcome Princess Yan in front of the palace gate, and the matter had been reported to Baoyi Temple.

Amorous, ruthless and bitter, red candle fever until dawn is just a vain cry for others.

The corners of Qin's mouth hooked up with an astringent sarcastic smile.

Finally, it was more leaky and ticking. Qin, who had not slept all night, cleaned up and asked the people around him to take care of the two children, and stepped out of the gate of Baoyi Courtyard.

Xu is still a little uncomfortable after changing places, and Man Yun, who had been in a daze in the Xinuan Pavilion of Yulan Hall all night, woke up with a faint sound.

Xinuan Pavilion was already behind Xiao Ze's master bedroom, not to mention that Xiaoqiao, who likes to eavesdrop, has a pair of sensitive downwind ears. Seeing Manyun sit up, he looked over with hazy eyes, and immediately whispered the eavesdropping information.

There was movement in the yard just now. The crown princess Qin came early in the morning to greet the prince. The door of Yulan Hall was originally locked, but it couldn't withstand the princess's repeated pleas. Xiao Ze still put her in and said a few words.

Xiaoqiao once climbed the beam and stepped on the tiles, and watched the Qin family come and go empty-handed with the two palace maids, and then looked at Zhou Manyun, who was sitting on the warm couch in front of him, and felt even more puzzled and funny.

"Just now, the crown princess was still talking nonsense with her eyes open!" , Xiaoqiao smiled and pinched his throat to learn Qin's voice and said, "The concubine took the sixth brother and sister to Baoyi Courtyard last night for placement, and she and the children will be taken care of." Please also ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to recuperate here, don't think about it! ”

What do you mean? Man Yun, who had risen a little dazed early, blinked.

"I didn't expect the Qin clan to be stupid!" , Xiao Ze's explanation immediately sounded on the outside of the Bisha partition fan. "Just now she said that she was going back to Baoyi Hospital, and the door of the hospital was closed, and she would no longer disturb me to recuperate, and wait for orders."

Zhou Manyun was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he replied in a low voice: "I received my sister-in-law's love." ”。 After figuring out Qin's words, Man Yun is the one who wants to be emotional. No matter what the purpose is at this moment, as long as you don't fall into the ground, it is extremely kind to stand by and watch.

"It's good that she didn't completely take me, I'm dead."

The thick ridicule outside the door made Man Yun frown unconsciously.

"It's unfair for the eldest brother to comment on his sister-in-law like this. Manyun knows that your body is in danger, and as a mother, she has nothing to blame for thinking more about her future and that of her children. ”

Xiao Ze, who was standing outside the door, lowered his eyes, moved his fingers to the Buddha beads on his wrist, and was silent for a while before asking in a deep voice: "Are you reminding me that they are all forgivable?" ”

"I don't want to be cheap and good." , Zhou Manyun smiled indifferently: "Just as men choose their wives mostly because they choose the future they want in the future, women choose their husbands and choose their own lives." If the man you rely on is not trustworthy enough, you will naturally find your own way out. So with all due respect, the problems you have with your mother and your concubines have nothing to do with me. At best, I'm just an excuse for you to cast your nets and catch fish. ”

It's true that the men outside protect her, but it's also true that they're planning to do something for him. It is precisely because of this that Man Yun is grateful, but he can't lose his reason and go to tears.

"What kind of day are you choosing Xiao Hong?" Obviously, Xiao Ze's curiosity was completely off.

"Simpler, cleaner, can make me more silly!" , Man Yun responded with a smile, and his eyes couldn't help but float with sweet tenderness.

She sometimes feels that the current Xiao Ze will be more like the Xiao Hong she loved in her previous life, gloomy, lonely and with some self-destructive madness. The lineage of brothers' blood is extremely powerful. But in the end, if she had to choose, she still had to pick Xiao Hong, who had been crooked by her since she was a teenager. Not only the person, but also the future life that you can look forward to after following that person.

Xiao Ze held the door frame with his hand, thinking about his little brother's situation, and said with a dumb smile: "Aren't you afraid that he has been pretending to be very hard?" ”

"This, it's good that the couple can pretend to be together for a lifetime!" , Man Yun's laughter is even clearer. Some things are well known, and it is impossible for anyone to stay in the pure and good youth forever in the passing years, but Xiao Hong has always worked hard in front of her, she can see it, and she will respond equally.

Lifetime? Xiao Ze's slender fingers stroked the lotus flower engraved on the partition fan, sighed leisurely, and said softly: "You are right. As early as ten or twenty years ago, I decided on my future, so I had no choice but to continue without hesitation. ”

If there is an afterlife, if you can be free, you should be able to choose the future you are willing to have again.

The gray-white Xingyue Bodhi turned and turned between his fingers, and Xiao Ze confessed in a dumb voice: "Last night, I sent someone to stop a few people who wanted to report to Qingning Palace. But I think the queen mother is about to get the letter, if she goes to the East Palace, you have to continue to be vigilant. (To be continued......)