Fortunately, Xu Huanqing's illness was not very serious, but because the wound was a little inflamed after the torture, and the Yanjing prison was a little cold, he started to have a fever, but it looked heavier, but it was actually easy to treat. It's just that the injuries left by the twenty killing sticks hurt the muscles and bones, and it is difficult to recover, and Xu Huanqing is afraid that it will be difficult to go on stage in the future.

Xu curled up looking at the window, with a faint light, she saw something white outside the window slowly falling from the sky, she knew that it was snow, the snow in Yanjing in winter.

The snow was falling slowly, and the cold wind outside blew slightly, and it came in through the gap in the railing of the window. She sat against the wall of the cell, reaching out to catch the little snowflakes that blew in. Originally, she liked snowflakes, which were so pure and unstained, like white jade and flawless. And now, she only feels that this snow is a little cold, and this Yanjing is a little cold.

She didn't know when Chen Zhiheng left, because she was watching the snow at that time, even if she didn't want the fox fur, Chen Zhiheng also stayed, just to be able to resist some cold for Xu Yuan on a cold night.

Even if Chen Zhiheng insisted on leaving it for Xu Yuanyuan, Xu Yuanyuan didn't use it, she only felt that she had caused such a big thing, and she should suffer a little, so she had a long memory.

In the evening, the official came to deliver food to Xu. The evening meal was much better than at noon, not only in terms of quantity, but also in terms of quality. At noon, it was cold porridge that had been left out for a long time and had become rancid, full of sour and smelly, making it difficult for people to swallow, and it seemed that some green mold spots could be vaguely seen inside. In the evening, it turned out to be a whole bowl of fragrant rice, with steamed sauce meat and fresh boiled vegetables on top. The same goes for Xu Huanqing's meals.

Xu Yuanyuan knew that Chen Zhiheng must have spent some silver to make it when he came in the afternoon, otherwise this official would not have given them such a good meal in vain.

Xu Yuanxuan still sat on the edge of the wall, and didn't go over to touch those dishes, but only heard her say to the officials: "I don't want these meals, please change them to the previous ones." ”

The officials wondered how there could be such a stupid woman in this world, who didn't eat good food, and preferred bad food.

The official only thought that she had been innocently imprisoned for so many days, and she was about to leave, only to hear Xu Yuanyuan say: "Take away the fox fur at the door, and when the son comes, be sure to return it to him when the son comes." ”

The servant smiled bitterly and said, "Girl, why do you think that son will come again?" ”

At this time, Xu Yuanxuan didn't look at the sky again, just lowered his head and closed his eyes and said, "He won't not come." ”

That's right, Chen Zhiheng won't not come. Just like every spring rain and autumn rain season, the audience has nothing to cover and will be caught in the rain, so other spectators choose a sunny day to watch the play, but Chen Zhiheng is willing to stand in the rain with an umbrella or stand under the eaves to watch Xu Yuan sing one play after another. And this time she is in prison, Chen Zhiheng will definitely come to see her in prison every once in a while.

Xu Yuanxuan sometimes feels that she is very sorry for Chen Zhiheng, because Chen Zhiheng has a love for her men and women, and she is just grateful to Chen Zhiheng. If you have to say anything more, it is like Yu Boya's appreciation for Zhong Ziqi, and it is definitely not the love between men and women.

The next morning, when the official came to deliver the meal again, he saw that yesterday's dinner was completely placed there, and even the position of the chopsticks had not been moved.

The official was afraid that Xu Yuanyuan would continue like this, but her body would collapse completely in a few days, so she had to send her a rancid rice soup, at least so that she could drink some and not starve to death. If Xu Yuanyuan starved to death, not to mention that Chen Zhiheng would settle accounts with them, even Zheng Dewang would not let them go.

When he went out yesterday afternoon, Chen Zhiheng untied the money bag containing gold on his waist at the door of the prison, handed it to one of the officials, and said: "I know that this matter is a bit risky, and the two masters work weekdays, all this gold is given to the two masters, just ask the uncle to send some medicine to the master Xu every day, apply ointment to the wound, and give the food of the master Xu and the girl, and the rest will belong to you, I will come every few days, if the silver is not enough, then ask me to take it." ”

The two officials took the money bag, looked happy, and agreed with a smile.

Chen Zhiheng was afraid that they would break their word and get fat, so he pointed to Feng Mi, who was standing far away, and said to the two officials: "Did the two masters see that one?" He's my bodyguard, and I'll keep him out and over every day, and if you don't do what you promised one day, he'll come and kill you. ”

At that time, Feng Mi was standing motionless in the distance, holding the saber at his waist in his hand, plus Feng Mi looked fierce and vicious. The two officials felt a chill in their hearts. They knew very well that even if ten of them were combined, they might not be able to beat Feng Mi alone.

In the palace late at night, the snow has accumulated a thick layer on the glazed tiles of the palace, the Taixi Pond in the palace is also frozen, and the wind is whistling in the empty corridor, like a horse running by. The light from the palace lamp was reflected on the layer of snow, like golden sand on the desert on the northwest border.

In the Lizheng Palace, Liu Yi drank some wine alone, then retreated left and right, stood alone in the Lizheng Palace, opened a painting hanging on the wall, and there was a dark hole behind it, and in the dark hole was a small box. He carefully pulled out the box, which had a light layer of ash on it.

He blew off the layer of dust on the top of the box, and when he opened the box, there was a painting, unframed, and the paper was a little yellowed, and it looked like it was some years old. There are two people in the painting, and they look like a newly married couple.

The picture on that painting is actually no one else, it is him and Xu Yanjun. At that time, they had just gotten married, and they were very sweet, holding hands everywhere they went, and they refused to even eat, and Rui and the princess made fun of them because of this. The painting was painted by a friend, and the friend saw that they were newly married, so sweet, and said that he wanted to make a picture for them.

At this time, Liu Yi looked at the painting with mixed feelings, with the sweetness of the newlywed Yan'er, but more of the helplessness of time and things, he was sad at this time.

At that time, they were newly married Yan'er, smiling and smiling, and never thought that now, twelve years later, they have already been different. Since Xu Yanjun was beheaded by the Xu family, he has avoided Liu Yi, and Liu Yi knows that Xu Yanjun is annoyed with him and does not want to see him again.

At this time, Zhuang Shanfang, the commander of Liu Yi's secret guard, came in, he saluted Liu Yi, and said: "Your Majesty, the minister did not find that woman, she seems to have evaporated from the world." ”

In fact, it's not that it's hard to find, it's just that Zhuang Shanfang wasn't at the scene that day, and he can only ask others, but everyone's description is a little biased, and it's difficult for Zhuang Shanfang to find a suitable woman in that deviation.

Liu Yi listened to Zhuang Shanfang's report, only felt a little headache, waved his hand, and motioned to let Zhuang Shanfang go down.

At this moment, he only felt that this God was a little ruthless. Since Xu Yanjun's miscarriage, he has lost his beloved, although Xu Yanjun is still alive, but it is no longer the Xu Yanjun when he first met, she has become indifferent, weak, and ruthless, not as radiant as before.

finally saw a girl similar to Xu Yanjun again, but he didn't want to look for it for so long, but there was no result, it was like the world had evaporated, and it only made him happy. Maybe it's just a dream, it's just that the girl in the dream looks like Xu Yanjun when she was young, and now she just woke up from a dream.

That night, he drank a lot of wine and fell drunk in his Lizheng Palace, and the outside world didn't know why Liu Yi didn't go to court the next day.

A few days later, Chen Zhiheng's people who stayed in the prince's mansion of Liang State quickly came to Yan Kingdom.

That day, Chen Zhiheng was sipping tea in the room of the Laifu Inn and enjoying the snow outside the window. The silver-clad Yanjing is like Yaochi Sendai floating in the sky, but it is not like this at all, and there are some fireworks unique to the world in the dense fairy qi.

Outside the window, there is an endless stream of people coming and going. A vendor carrying a load of sugar struck the iron on the list with a hammer, making a "ding-ding-ding" sound, and the children knew that the vendor was coming. There are also hawkers pushing carts to sell wontons, and the steaming heat rolls out of the soup pot, like a little white dragon riding the clouds to the sky. In the nearby blacksmith shop, the shirtless blacksmith smashes the red-hot iron with a hammer, only to hear the sound of "bang", sparks splash everywhere, like a meteor in the sky on a summer night.

Chen Zhiheng was thinking about why the people from the Prince's Mansion hadn't come yet, so Feng Mi pushed the door in from the outside and took out a small box from his sleeve, which contained the silver ticket from the Prince's Mansion of Liang State, which was Dechang Silver.

The silver ticket of the Dechang silver number is the largest silver number in the world, and as long as there is a famous city in any country in the Central Plains, there are branches, as long as you have the silver ticket of a store, you can go to any of its stores to exchange silver. The silver ticket of the Dechang Silver is extremely useful, so Chen Zhiheng feels that the person can be tempted.

So, Chen Zhiheng took the box, hurriedly put on a cloak and went downstairs, rode the jade horse parked in the stable of the Rifle Inn and left.

Fortunately, it was a cold day, and there were not as many people on the streets as there used to be. In just half an hour, Chen Zhiheng rode across two streets to the county commander's mansion. Chen Zhiheng tied his horse to a large camphor tree opposite and walked to the mansion. I looked up at the plaque on the door of the mansion, and the plaque was written in regular script with the word "Chifu". The words are made of gold, and the wood of the plaque is also a good golden silk nanmu, which is so vigorous.

Chen Zhiheng just snorted lightly, thinking in his heart, this plaque didn't know how many people and people had been looted, and how many wicked people had been helped to fight for the tiger, and he felt a little disgusted in his heart.

There were two doormen of seven or eight years old standing at the door. So, Chen Zhiheng stepped forward and bowed respectfully, and said, "Little brother, please go in and inform your master, just say that there are people outside who want to see." ”

The two doormen looked at Chen Zhiheng, they shouldn't have seen it, so they asked, "Who are you?" ”

Chen Zhiheng stood there and said softly, "It's someone your master doesn't know." ”