The frost and snow are scorching, and the cold is pouring into the sky.

The closer to the twilight of the year, the faster the cold winter night of Qinhuai comes, the dense clouds are too thick, covering the full moon, and the Vermilion Bird Street in the snow mist is not too bright, but the red lights are shining inside and outside the Changwang Mansion, like day.

The grand guest palanquins lined up from the street to the end of the street, in an orderly manner, countless firecrackers and red chips were sprinkled in the snow, the cold wind swept the embers and made people dizzy, and even the branches in front of the mansion were hung with sections of red silk, perhaps the weather was too cold, and there were not as many people who came to watch as usual.

The wedding banquet was quite lively, on one side was the flying offering, on the other hand was flattery, Mo Cang Wuji sat on the banquet with a gorgeous brocade robe, his face was full of red light, he lifted the cup in his hand, drank it all, and his eyes were slightly drunk.

"The prince's congratulatory gift has arrived!" The little guy who passed the rumor galloped in, and the uproar gradually faded down, what would the prince mean by giving a gift at this time? Everyone's eyes were suddenly full of curiosity.

Mo Cangwuji stopped the cup in his hand, the original joy on his face suddenly faded, looking at the little guy on the ground, he thought for a long time, and the corners of his mouth moved as if nothing: "Present!" ”

Frightened by this quiet and quiet atmosphere, the little guy froze on the ground, burying his head and not daring to speak, only to raise his head slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Lord Qiqi, the person sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that this gift must be greeted by the prince in person... Otherwise... Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be presented. ”

With that, the little guy buried his head even lower. Mo Cang Wuji's heart beat like thunder when he heard it, even if the deity has not arrived, a broken ceremony still needs him to bow down and go out of the house to greet him? The prince clearly wanted him to lose face in front of all the guests!

In order to save his last face, he could only be led away by the prince. Mo Cangwuji squeezed the cup in his hand tighter, and his face was full of reluctance: "The congratulatory gift is so mysterious, the prince really has a heart!" ”

"Good! Let's go and see what congratulatory gifts the crown prince has given to this king! With that, he got up and went out of the house with the guests.

As soon as he left the house, a cold air rushed towards him, and a knife slammed into the internal organs of the person, which couldn't help but make people tremble.

Mo Cangwuji tightened the cloak on his body, and looked carefully outside the door of the mansion, only to see a very noble sedan chair lying in the wind and snow, the pale yellow tassels on it swayed lightly with the wind, and the sedan curtain showed a gap from time to time, which made people can't help but want to know what was inside.

"Great congratulatory gift, come out!" Mocang Wuji glanced at the sedan chair and couldn't wait.

Who knows, the people in the sedan chair are as if they didn't hear it, the sedan curtain has never been lifted, only the cold wind is fiddling arbitrarily, constantly arousing people's desire to learn.

Excited by this splashing shelf, he couldn't bear it, Mo Cang Wuji walked to the door of the sedan car, raised his hand and flew up the sedan curtain, pressed his head to look at it, his eyebrows pressed down, and his whole body took half a step back, and the cool breeze blew over, setting off a gloomy one.

Everyone looked closer, only to see a man in an official robe with a face like a tree, his eyes were silent, sitting in a sedan chair, the whole person was motionless, like a stiff corpse.

In a moment of panic, the man's entire body collapsed, and a gilded box that had not yet been closed was revealed.

"Swallow gold! Swallow gold and kill yourself! ”

An exclamation tore the dead silence to shreds, and the atmosphere seemed even more oppressive.

Mo Cangwu dropped the sedan curtain in his hand suddenly, he subconsciously lowered his head, as if he didn't want people to see his face at this time, looking at the half hand exposed outside the sedan curtain, he gritted his teeth to death, and the palpitation in his eyes was replaced by anger.

The cold wind swept up the ground and turned red, and the entire mansion was gradually empty. Shrouded in this terrifying atmosphere, the night banquet in the Changwang Mansion ended much earlier than expected.

Chang Wangfu, inner hall.

"Lord Wang, the guests are all sent away!" The wolf rushed into the inner sanctum, his tone full of joy at the end of the job.

"Smack!" A priceless piece of jade flew down from the desk with a crisp sound. Mocang Wuji glared at the stupid wolf: "Are you very happy when you're gone!" ”

This is a once-in-a-lifetime promotion banquet, he originally wanted to make it grand, even if it is not as grand as the prince's birthday banquet, he will still move Qin Huai, who knows, this night banquet, his father did not give him half a thin face, he didn't attend, and there was no reward! This already made him very cold, but the prince's gift almost made him so angry that his heart and lungs exploded!

"The slave didn't ......" was asked in a panic, the wolf knelt straight in front of the case, while explaining, he began to lean down and silently touch the broken jade pieces, the feeling of heartache arose, he muttered in his heart: These are the best gifts sent by those ministers, not to mention, such a good jade in the world is estimated to not be able to find a second piece......

The wolf put away the sadness in his eyes, raised his head and asked weakly: "Lord Wang, that corpse... What should I do? ”

"It's all a bunch of rubbish!" Mo Cang Wuji took the case, his eyebrows and eyes were full of unwillingness, he originally wanted to install Nangong Ji as a traitor in the East Palace, and he should be in harmony with himself inside and out, who knows, in less than a day, Nangong Ji was exposed! He had to admit that the prince's methods were really getting more and more sophisticated! "Drag it to the backyard and feed the wolves!"

"Hey! Wolf. The wolf was a little frightened, and he trembled and said, "If the prince asks about it in the future, what should I do?" ”

"What? Have you been so afraid of him since last night? Mo Cangwuji glanced at Cang Wolf, and said angrily: "Didn't he send Nangong Ji over to slap this king's face and ruin this king's promotion banquet?" Could it be that this king still has to choose a good day to come to the door to thank him? ”

"The prince is angry..."Cangwolf responded in a hurry, as if to hide his weakness, and then he was suspicious: "Has the prince noticed that today's move is a bit unlike the prince's style..."

"Humph! The dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry! He's declaring war on this king! Mocang Wuji hooked the corners of his mouth and said very calmly. Did we do it to the people we arranged in the prison of the dead slaves? ”

"Back to the prince, the West Wind has already started! As expected, the prince will return to prison tonight! Cangwolf frowned, his words were full of joy, and then he cautiously looked outward, and made sure that it was safe enough, so he pressed his voice and asked Mo Cangji: "The prince is ready to ...... tonight?"

Mo Cangwuji suddenly chuckled, and said lightly: "Don't worry, just send our people to watch it well!" Sooner or later, he will die at the hands of this king, and let him struggle for a while! ”

Seeing the smile on the corner of Mo Cang Wuji's mouth, Cang Wolf couldn't help but smile, but his heart was beating hard for some reason, and he was uneasy. In his ears, Mocang Wuji asked again: "On the bank of the Qinhuai River, how is our secret room built?" ”

The wolf's brain turned, and he began to be happy: "Back to the prince, that treasure has been under construction since we entered Qinhuai, and now it has become an underground palace!" ”

Seeing Mocang Wuji's eyes, Cangwolf immediately got up from the ground and continued to explain: "In order to blockade Qinhuai, the Mocang monarch ordered the prince to build a city wall on the bank of the Qinhuai River, because a lot of manpower and financial resources are on the side of the Qinhuai River, hehe! With these materials, we can't slow down the progress of the construction of the secret room! ”

"Is that place really viable?" Seeing that the wolf looked taken lightly, Mo Cangwu began to worry.

"Zhang Tongshi said, the place we chose was originally a dungeon built by the royal family and nobles more than a hundred years ago, although it has been abandoned for hundreds of years and is somewhat dilapidated, but its geographical location is excellent, under our transformation, it is enough for us to build weapons! Zhang Tongshi is a master-level figure, he has the most say in the matter of making things, and what he said must not be wrong! So, prince, put your heart in your stomach! ”

Cangwolf's eyebrows fluttered and he said, there is no doubt that when it comes to this, he is more confident than ever. These days, though, in other things, he's not doing as well as he could be...

Passable?

Forehead... All right... Fair...

Fair?

Forehead... Well, although it is indeed stupid! But in this matter, it is absolutely foolproof!

"Keep an eye on the Chamber of Secrets! They're all enemies! The more important the identity, the greater the value of use, maybe one day it will become a weapon in our hands? Mocang Wuji advised.

With a roll of his eyes, Cangwolf thought for a moment, as if he understood something, and hurriedly bowed his body and arched his hand and smiled: "The prince is mighty!" ”

Outside the window, the night frost is heavy, the branches and leaves do not move, and finally fold out of thin air, leading the sky to fly like rain, startling a bleak cold, a jackdaw lying in the dry grass pile to rest, suddenly woke up from a cool dream, as if there was nowhere to rest, two wings fluttered fan, straight up to the boundless sky, leaving a few hoarse long chirps, leading people to fall into a confused mood.

In the dream, it is warm and cold, and there is a good person with an umbrella; Wake up from a dream, the wind and frost sword, and it walks alone in the lonely and cool night. It shuttles between the vast world and the world, in the black and white torrent, up and down, desperately moving forward, just to find the person holding the umbrella in the dream.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the frost on the ground seemed to be brewing a murder, and when she was at her weakest, she would die before she knew it. But there will always be a temperature from his palm, a steaming breath, giving her warmth and for her to bond, just like that, the flame of hope will never be extinguished.

His familiar face was very faint, as if there was a light veil lingering. It seemed that even her eyelashes froze, and she shuddered slightly, and there was a tingling sensation when the ice crystals accidentally slipped into her eyes, but she was very happy, just because she still knew what it felt like, and she still had a strong enough consciousness.

When he looked at him sideways, there was no sign of loneliness and sadness on his face, the injury had not healed, and his face was still pale due to neglect of recuperation, and occasionally a few light coughs, and the corners of his mouth would even ooze blood.

Seeing that she finally woke up, he struggled to move his body, trying to get closer to her.

"Shhh In just a moment, the pain all over the body and the moment of lightning and thunder will emerge like a storm! I only blame myself for being so incompetent!

His chest heaved violently, and the blood from the wound seemed not to be his own! Looking at this scene, her tears once again couldn't be suppressed, gurgling out of her eyes.

His every move seemed to be connected to her heart, listening to his cough lightly, listening to his hissing pain, the whole heart also contracted. She abruptly withdrew her hand from his palm, covering it, and brought it to her lips, choking and exhaling a cloud of hot air.

"Will leave," and then spoke hoarsely, calling him softly, like lips: "Is it warm?" ”

He nodded his head hard, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he was forcibly stuck in his throat.