The ugly time passed, and the sound of fighting gradually stopped. The Chu Mansion was full of corpses, and it was a mess. Yi Lunhuan sat on the chair in the main hall of the Chu Mansion, looked at the layers of corpses, frowned, got up and walked to the guard on the side, drew the guard's sword, and then walked towards the back hall.

He walked to Chu Changting's room with his sword, looked at Xun'er who fell to the ground, frowned, and then asked the people around him: "Is this the eldest lady of Chu Mansion?" ”

"Yes."

At this time, Chu Changting slowly woke up, and Chu Nanpu cried and fell asleep. Seeing Chu Changting's eyes slowly open, Mei Xiang hurriedly reached out to cover Chu Changting's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Miss, survive tonight, I can take you and the little master alive." ”

When Chu Changting heard Mei Xiang say that his younger brother, he didn't dare to act again. Through the gap in the box, she saw Xun'er lying in a pool of blood in her clothes, her throat tight. Mei Xiang hurriedly covered her mouth harder, for fear that she would accidentally scream.

Looking at Xun'er's bloodied corpse, with only dead air left on her once vivid face, she felt pain, and her liver and intestines were broken. She cried silently, only to feel that even breathing was exhausting her whole body's strength. She looked at the scene outside with tears in her eyes, and when she saw Yi Lunhuan standing in front of Xun'er with a sword, she was shocked, and her eyes widened.

Xun'er moved his finger at this moment, and the guards on the side saw it and hurriedly shouted: "This thief girl is not dead yet!" ”

"It's a pity. If Chu Minghong hadn't rebelled, she could have married Liangchen. Yi Lunhuan said, and stabbed at Xun'er with his sword.

Every word, every word is like a thorn in the skin.

Knife after knife, the knife cut the most powerful part of the heart.

For... Why?

Chu Changting only felt desperate and desolate, as if there was blood stasis accumulating in her heart, making her whole body as if she had fallen into an ice cave. The spine seemed to soften all of a sudden, and the anger in the whole body seemed to be taken away by life, and there was no strength in the hands and feet.

Even if the world hates me, spits on me, abandons me, hurts me, and kills me, I don't want to have you.

She looked at Yi Lunhuan and the reflective bloody sword in his hand, her eyes scattered and sad.

She felt her heart fester, and everything withered.

She felt like her life had come to an end.

This pain is the person you once regarded as the light carrying a sword and stabbing you alive into the hell of the eternal catastrophe. The hair and skin are in pain, the muscles and veins and bone marrow are in pain, and the internal organs are in pain. Pain is not life, life is better than death.

She closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look at them again. She didn't see Yi Lunhuan scratching Xun'er's face, she only heard his cold and ruthless words, "Let the fire burn here." ”

Set fire to it, burn it out of my affection, burn it out of the first half of my life, burn it all you have, including me.

The night is coming to an end, the sky is about to break, and the fire is coming.

When the officers and soldiers left, Mei Xiang let go of the hand covering Chu Changting's mouth, and then opened the door with a knife.

Outside, the ground was full of ruins, ruins, fires, and smoke. Chu Changting dragged his heavy steps, staggered to Xun'er's corpse, looked at her small body with blurred flesh and blood, and sat there as soon as his feet were weak, hugging her and crying bitterly.

In the sound of the fire, the heat wave rolled in layer by layer, but she was still reluctant to let Xun'er go. In the thick smoke, Mei Xiang hugged Chu Nanpu and walked to Chu Changting's side with difficulty, and said loudly: "Miss Chu, let's go!" The fire here is too big to stay for long. ”

Chu Changting's heart was like a knife, she really couldn't bear to walk out of this room. Because she knew that outside the house was her father's corpse, the countless innocent corpses of the Chu Mansion, and those ...... The corpse of a rebellious soldier.

She couldn't believe it, and she couldn't bear to accept it, her father, who was the prime minister of the dynasty, Wen Taowu was slightly famous, and his disciples were all over the world. Such a hero in her eyes will rebel.

She didn't understand why all this was happening. She only felt that the simple and beautiful world in her eyes for the past fifteen years was falling apart and falling apart little by little tonight, at this moment, in the fires and corpses everywhere. All the tender times in the past, the years are quiet, but at this time they are as ridiculous as jokes, as fragile and vulnerable as a broken mirror.

In the firelight, the tears were hazy, and the sky and the earth were blurred.

In the shattering, she saw the hideous face of this world, the filth and pickle behind the prosperity, the ruthlessness and coldness of the years, the gentle and beautiful collapse at the touch of the touch, and the hidden growth of sin and despicability.

She forgot that she had let go of Xun'er's delicate body, that she had left that hell, that she had stepped on the bones of those who had been laughing with her not long ago, and that she had left her home forever, step by step.

The past is all ashes, and it can only be reborn by bathing in fire.

When Chu Changting pulled out of the endless darkness over there like a cramp, and was able to sense the temperature of the outside world again, they were already on the southbound carriage. Mei Makeup was driving outside the car, Chu Nanpu looked very asleep, but there was still a line of dazzling tears in the corners of his eyes.

Pity her younger brother, Huang Kou has experienced the pain of such a broken family at a young age. Chu Changting stroked Chu Nanpu's face distressedly, his nose was sore, and he silently burst into tears.

Brother, from now on, I will do my best to protect you.

Along the way, the news of the Prime Minister's family Zhu Jiu clan hit overwhelmingly - the news that Chu Xuanxuan and Chu Minghu were beheaded, the news that Cui Caijin committed suicide by throwing himself into the lake with a pair of children, and the news that Chu Nanpu was wanted by the whole country...... One by one, cut on Chu Changting's heart.

When he heard the news that Chu Xuanxuan had been beheaded, Chu Changting was taking Chu Nanpu to fetch water in a small river next to a remote village. The woman carrying the water next to her was chattering, and the noisy voice was like the sharp claws of a bird of prey, which tore Chu Changting's heart to pieces. She was squatting to get water, but when she got up, she felt that the sky and the earth were shaking badly, her head was splitting, and her legs were weak. She only felt a churn in her stomach, and the stomach acid rushed upwards along the stomach tube, burning like sulfur and tearing at her throat. In her dizziness, she heard the wind blowing from the distance through the woods, twisting and whistling all the way, cracking and cutting off all the branches and leaves.

Qi and blood surged, she let go of Chu Nanpu's hand a second before she fell, and then fell straight into the water. When the cold river flooded her ears, she felt the noisy screams and cries around her instantly blurred, the sky finally turned gray and white, the mountains and rivers finally returned to the line, and she could finally slowly numb in suffocation, slowly moving away from all the pain.

The sunlight hit Chu Changting's face through the water, and she knew for the first time that the sunlight could also be cool.

Through the light in the cracks, she saw her carefree self when she was young, saw her father's kind smiling face, saw her aunt's gentle eyes, saw Xun'er's high braids, and saw ......

No, no! Chu Changting's eyes widened suddenly, she saw the broken comb rising and falling in the water, she saw Shen Liangchen's heroic back, and Chu Nanpu's crying body. She began to struggle, desperately clutching the comb back into her hand. At this moment, Chu Changting's waist was wrapped around hard, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he had already reached the shore.

Mei makeup was wet, and the water slowly flowed down her plain face. Mei Xiang looked at Chu Changting quietly, and there was a flash of complexity in her eyes.

Mei Xiang had actually been watching from the sidelines just now, and with her skills, she instinctively and quickly rescued Chu Changting from the water, but she hesitated.

If Chu Changting died, then everything would be over. She whispered.

But suddenly, Shen Liangchen's request before leaving jumped into his mind. If Chu Changting died, I'm afraid that Shen Liangchen wouldn't be able to live. Mei Makeup thought about it, and her heart became a ball. She smiled wryly and jumped into the water.

But Chu Changting didn't notice the abnormality of the plum makeup. She coughed violently a few times, and after spitting out all the water in her abdomen, she stood up with the strength of Mei Makeup, ignoring Chu Nanpu's crying dirty face and the stunned and panicked eyes of the people around her, she just shook her body and staggered towards their carriage.

She only felt the numbness of pain all over her body, the oil ran out, and the wind blew to make herself dusty.

Tossing and turning, it is difficult to be uneasy. They can only choose the kind of path that is rarely crowded, and when they take the big road, they will either be heavily examined, or they will be suspicious of others. Chu Changting could only cover his face with a veil every day, for fear of being recognized as her.

Wait until the border. Chu Changting thought. When I saw Shen Liangchen...... If he doesn't dislike himself and doesn't mind his identity as the daughter of a criminal minister, then she is willing to hide incognito, hide around him forever and live carefully and secretly, waiting for him.

Thinking of this, she felt more hope for life.