Thinking like this, she left the old bustard, which was still noisy on the side, and rushed out like crazy.

"Where are you going? Stop me—" the bustard shouted hard, "stop her, stop her, don't let her run away for me." ”

The snow outside had reached her ankles, she had no shoes and socks under her feet, and she didn't notice the biting cold, so she only ran in the direction of her house.

In the past seven or eight years, the streets have changed a lot, but occasionally there are familiar houses and shops, so she can clearly find Shang Shuling's mansion.

In the heavy snow, the scarlet gate was painted with new paint, and the two lions at the door were the same as when she left that day, and they had not changed at all.

She knocked the vermilion door and shouted, "Open the door, I want to see Lord Shangshu Ling Qingye." ”

After a long time, the wooden door was opened from the inside, and then a house slave about thirty or forty years old poked his head out, stamped his feet in the cold, and his tone was very unkind, "Who are you shouting and looking for here?" ”

Qing Kite had never seen this and the little guy in the mansion, and he only thought that he came after he died, so he didn't care, but just repeated what he said just now, "I want to see Lord Shangshu Ling Qingye, don't go and tell me soon." ”

The little guy glanced at her at this time, but saw that in such a cold winter day, she was only wearing single clothes, and her clothes were exposed, not like the dress of an ordinary woman's family, but like a girl who ran out of the Qinglou.

"Where is there any Shangshu Order, now this is the mansion of Lord Cheng in the Imperial History." The little guy snorted into the palm of his hand, then rubbed it vigorously, cursed a few words, and then closed the door.

Qing Kite only felt a "buzz" in her head, and when she saw that he was about to close it, she suddenly grabbed the door frame, and her thin white fingers were suddenly squeezed red and swollen, which was miserable.

"Then where did Lord Shang Shuling go? His sister is the concubine of the former emperor, and she must be safe and sound now, right? She had realized something, and even her voice trembled.

The little guy was completely impatient, "What's the matter with you woman?" Who in the world doesn't know that the people of the Qing family intend to rebel, and they have been beheaded all over the house, and the chickens and dogs are gone, what are you crazy about here? ”

The green kite froze for a moment, and her mind went blank.

Her aunt has been in the palace for ten years, and her grace has not faded, and her father has worked hard in the court, and has done his best for the emperor, how can he rebel.

"What are you talking about......" she pointed at him in a trembling voice.

"What's the matter, it's still the will of the emperor himself. Moreover, it was the second son of the current protector who personally impeached the traitor in the court, and handed over the charges to the Yushitai, a total of forty-three crimes, and the crime should be punished. ”

"It's impossible to !!!"

"No one in the world knows that the Qing family has been razed by the three clans, and the chickens and dogs have not been left."

She only felt that she couldn't hear anything clearly, but she saw the little guy scold angrily and slam the door shut.

"Huan Yu, you are so vicious, my father and mother treat you like a parent, but you hurt me all over the house." The cold wind poured in her cuffs, and endless hatred spread out of despair in her heart, holding back the tears in her eyes.

In the heavy snow, she was dressed in a gauze dress, but she was like a demon crawling out of hell, making people retreat.

She slowly knelt in front of the door of the mansion and knocked her head three times, because the blizzard was too big, and no one in the past noticed it.

The green kite walked in the heavy snow, and a pair of jade feet had been frozen red, until a line of guards appeared on the street, and the iron armor on their bodies flashed with a cold cold light.

Among them, it is the sedan chair man who carries an eight-lift sedan chair.

She stopped, and the snow fell on her black hair, while she stared at the person in front of her, although she didn't know who was sitting in the sedan chair, but she knew the people walking on the side of the sedan chair turned to ashes.