After the Chiang clan retreated to this place, Shizu granted the privilege of allowing the Jiang family to form an army, which was to win the hearts of the Chiang clan and let the Chiang army hold the Jingzhou border and be able to fight in Guangzhou at any time to quell the riot. Linhe has Jiang's army, plus the county defense army, the county command army, and the guard army, even if there are Chinese and North Korean rebels intervening, Ningnan will not be occupied by Meng disaster within three days.

Although Jiang Chengjia had expected it, when she heard Qian Shan tell the real situation, her heart still trembled.

Her heart was pinched up, and she didn't know whether she was happy or sad. Thinking back to the night when he quarreled with Ning Nan, his eyes moistened.

Everything she saw was an illusion he had erected. But the words she said, whether it was blame or dissuasion, were extremely sharp, and probably every word was a cold blade cut into his heart.

She closed her eyes tightly and became sad.

In the thousand years of coming to the world to look for Fu Lu, whenever she watched him die in front of her, whenever she watched Fu Lu as predicted by Meng Po's divine book, she completed her life and had a bloody and sad ending, whether it was dying on the battlefield, blood spattered guillotine, ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, Changya Peak killing herself, Wujiangtou Shenhu or Jian Cen's life and her martyrdom would kill no corpse under the poisonous cliff. Every time, she obviously had the opportunity to change the fate of Fu Yang, but she always passed by such a moment, so that she could not return to Huangquan with the complete soul of Fu Yang, erase the curse engraved on him, and let him return to his divine status.

Life after life, she became more and more afraid, and she believed more and more everything predicted in Meng Po's divine book.

Jian Cen's death made her seriously ill, and during the three hundred years of waiting for Ning Nan's worries, she had to go to Naihe Bridge almost every year to find Meng Po and check the records of the divine book.

Jian Cen fell into the poison cliff, his soul was broken, and for three hundred years, there was no trace of the earth in the world.

She almost went mad, getting drunk and dying every day.

In the end, Qian Shan broke the agreement between them and returned to Nanyun Capital, not afraid of the pain of revolt, and asked the elders to calculate the place of rebirth.

Three hundred years, a full three hundred years, she waited for Ning Nan to worry.

This kind of despair, suffering, and torture made her arrange everything more carefully when she threw herself into the mortal world again.

Meng Po's divine book said that the life of Ning Nan was miserable and lonely, falling into the struggle for imperial power, brothers killing each other, father and son suspicion, hands stained with the blood of innocents, and finally he would be punished by God and die in the power struggle.

Jiang Chengjia has reached the point of crazy conviction of what Meng Po has tested.

She thinks that Ning Nan is a traitor in this life, and even can slash her relatives and lovers, and in the end, she will not be able to escape the curse of the Emperor Yao, and once again fall into the cycle of suffering.

So in this life, she went crazy looking for an opportunity to break through, worked hard to plan everything, and came to his side, just to use her true emotions to transform him and take him away from the struggle.

After the Chang Mengjun case, she tried to prevent the tragedy from happening, but in the end, she could not change the direction of the mortal world's general situation.

Yes, in this life, she didn't believe him from the beginning. think that he is the traitor and the traitor mentioned in the book of God; It is believed that Lu Fuzi's death is to urge him to be full of resentment and finally destroy the source of this dynasty with his own hands.

I even think that maybe the empress said that the once-in-a-lifetime catastrophe in the world... It is also caused by Ningnan's worries.

She always felt that she was different from the world and would not be easily deceived by illusions. She always thought that Fu Yang was someone she would never question in her life, but in fact, she was also the same as those who despised him and hated him, because of the prediction in Meng Po's divine book, which planted a seed of uneasiness in her heart.

And this seed made her doubt him more and more, and lost her basic trust in him.

Jiang Chengjia leaned on the bed, his face getting worse and worse.

Qianshan knew that Jiang Chengjia definitely remembered the past again, and felt sorry for her uncle, but she was afraid that she was suffering. So there was also a sour feeling, his eyes showed pity, and he held Jiang Chengjia's hand tightly with both hands and said, "Girl, are you blaming yourself again?" It's not your fault, so why should you blame yourself? These things were deliberately hidden from you by my uncle. What you said that night was not excessive. The girl was just telling the truth. ”

Jiang Chengjia moved slightly, opened her eyes, stared at her with red eyes, and said, "Qianshan, Aunt Yun Geng... Can you come see me sooner? ”

Her voice fluttered slightly, not so much as choking, but rather as a state of trying to suppress her pain.

Qian Shan listened to her tone, her eyes were red with sadness, and she unconsciously shed a tear, nodded and said, "Slave and maid go and arrange, go and arrange... Girl... Don't do that. You are like this, the slave and the maid are really uncomfortable. ”

Jiang Chengjia restrained himself, forced himself to squeeze out a smile and said, "I obviously have nothing to do, what are you uncomfortable with?" ”

The smile on her face was more ugly than crying, and Qian Shan stared at Jiang Chengjia's pale face with teary eyes, and her heart hurt for a while.

"Girl, you'd better go to bed early... The slave and maid went down first. You have a good rest. Qian Shan couldn't hold back her emotions, and saw that she was about to cry, so she hurriedly stood up, twisted the quilt corner for Jiang Chengjia, and then took the food table with the medicine bowl and retreated quickly. 135 Chinese

Jiang Chengjia didn't stop it, stared at Qianshan's figure fleeing in embarrassment, and smiled bitterly.

She got up, blew out the lamp at the head of the bed, and stared at the bed veil above her head with her eyes open, feeling cold around her.

I don't know how long she looked at the top beam like this, she still didn't feel sleepy at all, and she felt unbearably thirsty, so she got up and poured a cup of water with a teapot to drink.

At this time, it was already decided, and the night outside, the shining stars were very dense, all over the black sky, shining dazzlingly. The milky white moonlight spilled in sparsely, and these lights were suddenly a little dazzling for Jiang Chengjia.

She leaned against the window and was stunned for a long, long time. Thinking of the days when he used to play with Fu Yang in Nanyundu, he couldn't help but wet his eyes, and the hot tears swirled, and finally he couldn't hang down.

Black clouds surged in the sky, covering the originally dense stars, as if a heavy rain was brewing. It was very hot and muggy, and the insects hiding in the bushes kept calling.

Jiang Chengjia dragged his heavy steps slowly to the door of the house, pushed open the wooden door, and walked out of the house and towards the study in the backyard.

At this time, it was pitch black in the house, and only a few servants and maids who were keeping vigil were squatting under the porch and dozing off with lamps.

Jiang Chengjia walked to the gravel road, suddenly paused, and was a little helpless to herself, what is she doing? After learning the truth, I feel that I can't help it, and I want to go to him to take back my words and say that I am very wrong?

What's the point?

Jiang Chengjia stood in the middle of the gravel road in a daze, really not knowing what he was going to do. She felt powerless, helpless and confused.

The sky was so unfortunate that a hole was torn open, and the rain poured down, and the raindrops violently smashed into the dry and stuffy earth. The cold rain poured all over the small courtyard, and a fierce wind came from the north, whistling and squeaking the hanging bamboo curtains of the small courtyard.

Jiang Chengjia couldn't withstand the strong wind, his steps staggered softly, and he sat on the gravel road, stunned to bear the torrential rain, as if he wanted to calm himself down with the cold rain.

In the night, a figure in a dark clothes walked out of the study in the backyard with an umbrella. As soon as the door of the study was opened, the demonic wind outside violently blew out the lamps inside.

Ning Nan frowned, stared at the files covering the library, turned around and closed the slightly open window, locked the door again, and then walked with an umbrella to the stone road leading to the front yard.

After walking a few steps, I saw a dark figure in front of me staggering towards the north courtyard.

It was too dark, he couldn't see anything clearly, and he didn't know who the person in front of him was, so he couldn't help but be shocked, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is there?" ”

The crumbling figure seemed to hear his call, and its body trembled violently, and it ran towards the north courtyard as if fleeing, but it was swept by the rain and wind, and tripped over the stones that had rolled down to the middle of the road, and fell hard.

She fell into the muddy water, the icy rain sliding down her neck, and the smell of blood oozed from her wet clothes, clinging to the wound on her back.

She was scared, and suddenly hated why she couldn't wait to see Ning Nan so much, why was she so embarrassed and pathetic? She even felt that she was unreasonable.

Jiang Chengjia struggled to get up from the mud puddle and rain, wanting to disappear in front of him as soon as possible.

Ning Nan was worried that the person was going to escape, and she was habitually alert, and she quickly ran towards her with her feet, grabbed Jiang Chengjia, who was wet, and asked in a cold voice: "Who is in my house in the middle of the night...."

In the middle of his words, he was suddenly stunned, and then in a faint light, he saw the familiar face of this man.

Jiang Chengjia was covered with muddy water, and stood in front of him with a disastrous face, letting him grasp it with both hands.

Ning Nan frowned, looking at her miserable appearance, and asked in a deep voice: "It's so late, and it's raining so heavily, what are you doing in the yard?" ”

Jiang Chengjia didn't speak, and stood weakly, feeling that the scene in front of him was also blurry and dizzy. Before he could understand, she couldn't hold back and slid to the ground.

Seeing this, Ning Nan's heart jumped suddenly, hurriedly threw the umbrella, caught her who fainted, called softly twice, and saw that the person in her arms did not move, so she was anxious to pick her up and rush towards the north courtyard.

Running to the front of the house, he kicked the door open, hugged Jiang Chengjia tightly into the house and put it on the couch, and in a panic lit the oil lamp in the house, closed the doors and windows, and then sat in front of the couch.

Jiang Chengjia closed her eyes tightly, her whole body was mixed with rain, cement water and the smell of blood, her clothes and hair were soaked, and they were messily glued together and clinging to her delicate body.