Just as I was approaching the edge of the woods, a huge cloud of smoke rose from behind me, accompanied by the crackling sound of burning wood.

I was shocked, and when I looked behind me, Shui Yunju was already in a sea of fire, and the smoke was billowing into the sky.

It turned out that when I was packing up, Qinghe had already planted a fire around the house.

I looked at Cheng Hao puzzled, and he also looked at Shui Yunju that gradually disappeared in the sea of fire, and there seemed to be reluctance in his eyes.

He said, "The enemy is afraid that they have found out that I live here, and there are always clues where people have lived, and the safest way is to destroy this place."

But how attached I was to this place, and for so many days I knew every flower in front of the house, and watched the sun creep in through the window, and, on the steps where I sat with someone, I washed his blood-stained cloak in the lake, and mended a locust flower for him on the couch in the study......

The wooden house slowly collapsed in the fire. "Boom"!

My tears also burst into my eyes.

I didn't realize that I was so attached to him.

It's just, back in Kyoto, can you see you again?

Seeing that I was so depressed, Cheng Hao said softly next to me, "Jinse, don't worry. ”

I was immersed in the memories and my thoughts were swollen.

He asked him suddenly, "Lord Wang, would you like to tell me now?" ”

Cheng Hao sat up straight in his wheelchair, so that he was as tall as me.

"What?" His eyes burned.

"Who is behind this?" I asked aloud.

"Hmph." Cheng Hao snorted lightly, and for some reason, I felt a faint disappointment on his face.

"You've been investigating for so many years, you must be the object of suspicion, aren't you?" I won't give up.

Cheng Hao seemed unwilling to entangle with me, so he turned his wheelchair and turned around and left.

Seeing this, Qinghe hurried to me and said, "King Luan, if Miss Jinse sees it, you must be careful." ”

King Luan is the second prince.

I knew that when I returned to Kyoto this time, it would be the tiger's den in Longtan.

The second prince Cheng Luan used to be very important to the lord of the country. It is said that the reason why the lord of the country was able to win in the brother's seizure of power was that the second prince had an important credit, and some people said that his hands were stained with the blood of several royal uncles.

However, after the lord ascended the throne, he did not miss his military exploits too much, but he did not suppress him much.

Cheng Luan was in charge of the household department and the criminal department at that time, and later married the younger sister of the national teacher, and for a time one person was more than 10,000 people.

That's everything I know about Chengluan.

I think that if the mastermind behind the scenes is really him, then there is only one reason, that is, since Cheng Hao was born, the lord of the country has taken him too seriously, and the saying of "the birth of the purple dragon" passed down among the people also makes him jealous.

Over the years, he has worked hard to manage it, just to ruin Cheng Hao's reputation, and then take the opportunity to seize military power.

In recent years, King Ning Yuan no longer has military exploits because he is far away from the border pass, but he still needs to command and decide on the border war matters, including the generals in the north are personally selected by him. But the methods of Chengluan over the years have made King Ningyuan's reputation much worse than before, whether it is among the officials or the common people.

The lord of the country never doubted Cheng Hao. In the court, as long as it was a negative report about Cheng Hao, he rejected it and set up a rule: if anyone dares to participate in the crime of King Ning Yuan in the future, he will be punished with eighty rods.

No one has mentioned it since then, but the rumor-mongers have a heart, how can they block the mouths of the people?

I sat in the soft sedan and thought about it. Nothing to say all the way.

When I arrived at the gate of Ningyuan Palace, it was already dusk.

saw Mu Zixiao waiting in front of the door.

The moment I saw him, my heart shook.

I can't believe that the man with dim eyes and sunken eyes is actually Mu Zixiao!

His whole body had lost his spirit, but it had only been two days, and he had already become emaciated. Hua Nian's death was such a blow to him.

Despite this, he still maintained etiquette and demeanor. first greeted Cheng Hao, and then asked: "My subordinates have a reluctant request, I want Miss Jinse to go with my subordinates...... Old lady, I'm afraid it won't work......"

Speaking of the back, the seven-foot man was actually a little choked.

Cheng Hao turned his head to look at me, his gaze indifferent. He's asking for my opinion.

I nodded yes, how could I say no?

This time, I didn't disguise, after all, I set off from the gate of Ningyuan Palace, surrounded by secret guards, and no one would be stupid enough to kill me at this time.

This is the third time I have stepped through the doors of the House in a special way. The eyes are full of depression.

There were no servants and maids in the places they passed. Except for the personal servants in the backyard, Mu Zixiao has dismissed all the other subordinates.

I first went to worship the coffin of the Chinese New Year. Because she is a sinner, she cannot enter the ancestral hall of the Mu family, and she cannot even receive incense.

The coffin with black gold trim is parked in the back hall, surrounded by flowers that Hua Nian likes.

I stood there, not knowing what to say.

I promised her to take care of her, but I didn't do anything.

Mu Zixiao seemed to know what I was thinking, and said in a low voice: "Jin Se doesn't have to blame himself, it's me and my wife who owe you too much." ”

My heart hurts.

How do they owe me? I will never forget in my life who brought Yuan Qing and me out of the pile of the dead.

I couldn't say anything.

Mu Zixiao led me to the depths of the backyard, where the flowers and trees were hidden, and I recognized this as the way to see the Quan family and Mu Yuan. In the month when I lived in Mu Mansion before, I often visited the old lady, and the old lady always took my hand lovingly and recognized me as a Chinese New Year.

Walking into the back room, it took me a while to get used to the dim light inside.

Mu Zixiao explained in a low voice that the old lady didn't like the light recently, so the windows of the room were covered with curtains, but it was already the time to do it, but it was just a small lamp.

I walked forward, and Mu Yuan was sitting on the edge of the couch, holding Quan's hand, and talking about something.

Mu Yuan is over sixty years old, his hair is already gray, and he can't see his expression clearly in the dark night at this time, but he can see his rickety back. At this time, as far as I could have seen him last time, he looked extremely tired.

When he saw Mu Zixiao bring me in, he slowly stood up and gave us the place next to the couch.

Kwon held out his hand to me. At this time, I knew Mu Zixiao's real intention in bringing me to meet her.

Kwon's hand was swollen and shiny, and she stretched out her hand so hard, but she was able to hold my hand tightly.

I heard her cry out in a weak voice, "Hua Nian......"

She still thinks of me as a Chinese year!

I can't blame her. I only feel desolation.

I shook her hand back and said softly, "Grandma, it's me, Hua Nian." ”

When the old man heard my answer, he held me tightly for a while before letting go. Perhaps, it is because she is holding it a little hard.

It seemed that all her strength had been exhausted just now, and in a moment she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When I left, I saluted Mu Yuan, and he just waved my hand to signal me to leave.

Walking to the door, I heard his hoarse voice behind me: "Wronged......"

My tears finally rolled down.

Coming out of the backyard, there was silence along the way, and a few night owl cries came from nowhere, adding to the desolation of the night. I can't help but think of when I lived in Mu's house, the wisteria flowed, the peach blossoms were fragrant, and the servants were busy.

And what happened to that wisteria tree? After a turn of thought, there was no need to look at it. The purple tree that flowed out is a proof that Hua Nian has been loved in this world. There was a man who had poured all his ...... into her

Mu Zixiao told me that the Quan family was bedridden on the day he was imprisoned in Hua Nian, and he had not eaten a grain of rice in the past few days, and the old man was eighty and three. She has never seen Hua Nian.

He thanked me for letting his grandmother go to something.

And I didn't tell him, at that time, I just thought about what my parents looked like when they died eight years ago. Were they like this back then, waiting for me and Yuan Qing to return, and they didn't blink an eye?

Out of the gate of the Mu Mansion, Qinghe had already led the carriage and waited for me outside the door.

Arriving in front of the carriage, I looked back at the Mufu Mansion, where I once lived, leaving my joy and anticipation, as well as recording my despair and unbearableness.

From then on, my new life, a life entangled with power and resentment, had just begun.

I turned to Mu Zixiao and bowed.

For some reason, I always felt that I owed him a big gift.

There had never been a woman living in Ningyuan Wangfu, and Qinghe told me that the bedroom arranged for me was used to store Ningyuan Wang's weapons.

I'm stunned. Walking towards the room, he couldn't help but slow down a lot, and blurted out, "What about those weapons?" "Although I am informal, I sleep opposite a pile of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and I still have a chill in my neck when I think about it.

"The prince doesn't have to go out to fight now, and he uses less weapons, so he naturally puts them elsewhere." Clear the river.

I was secretly relieved.

Qinghe then said: "The prince said, those weapons are all personal things that followed him in the east and west, and it is better to store them well, in case the people who live here are reckless and break them." ”

"Reckless, you say me?" I couldn't help but hurry.

Qinghe was silent, standing with his hands in his hands, looking innocent.

I was a little depressed, but I felt a little uncomfortable when I thought about it, so I pushed the door and entered the room.

The room was spacious, the table, chairs, and bedding were all new. Qinghe sent me into the room and closed the door and went out.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I lay down and fell asleep.

I know that there is much to be done tomorrow, and tomorrow tomorrow. I don't know if King Ning Yuan is really doing this to protect me, or if he just wants to use me to bring down his brother. Although I don't want to believe the latter. I don't know where the people of King Luan are staring at me...... I have to be mentally good so that I have the strength to deal with the jackals in the shadows.

In my dream, I once again returned to Beijiagou eight years ago. Everything was colorless, everything was silent, my father and mother fell to the ground, their eyes were not closed, and my mother was holding my sister tightly in her arms, and their bodies were curled up. Before you die, it must have been painful.

When I woke up, I was in tears.