Yesterday evening, a light rain began to fall. In the gray sky, the rain and fog are like a net, heavy and oppressive to wrap the surrounding together.

In the pavilion in the courtyard, the dead Emile passed by, as if his soul had been drained, and he was annihilated in this empty and ethereal rain and mist.

Pei Wuniang in the corridor, her red and swollen eyes from crying secretly looked at the clay sculptures in the pavilion from time to time, and walked by the two of them motionlessly, and then buried her head very blamelessly. Xiao Bai Liangqi in his arms cried sadly and fearfully all night, and had fallen asleep.

The humid air made the corners of Liuzi's eyes moisten, and when he saw the road again after half a year, the young man who often had a smug smile on his face, but was very kind-hearted, had completely changed.

The slightly dark face was full of wind and frost, the look was blank and the eyes were empty, and he hugged the cold body of Miss Emile tightly, and walked past Liuzi, who was kneeling on the ground with tears, but he couldn't recognize him.

"Emile doesn't like to stay in her room, she likes to watch the shining stars in the sky at night." He muttered to himself and sat in the gazebo with Emile in his arms, looking at the gray air with his head to head and motionless.

A whole night and most of the day passed, and Saturday knew that it was not right to go on like this. But he didn't want or dare to disturb the two people who were snuggled together tightly in the pavilion. It was as if by doing so was a heavy sin.

Although Liuzi was kidnapped and cut off his wrist, and he became his domestic servant with a poisonous Gu that scared people to death, it is impossible to say that there is no resentment. Slowly, I don't know when it started, but he slowly fell in love with this kind of life, this young man who behaved strangely and had a very kind heart.

When he fled, he didn't mention Liuzi's antidote, and Liuliuzi didn't ask. Half a year has passed, and there is no except for a few occasional sneezes. Boss Hu often has itchy bodies, and Liuzi smiled, thinking that it was just that kid's cheap itch.

The beautiful and poor girl Emile died inexplicably, and the young master's unborn son was gone. A sad heart surged up from Liuzi's heart, and he grabbed his hair fiercely: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this." ”

Lu Jiu walked over from the corridor with four young maids, and glanced at the helpless Liuliuzi and Pei Wuniang with a pale face. Snorted coldly, and rushed to the front of the road.

After passing by, his body subconsciously shrank back, and looked at Lu Jiu with a cold face pitifully: "What are you going to do?"

"Bang" twice, Lu Jiu slapped the road fiercely: "It's the road, wake up!" Amir is dead. Do you want her and your unborn child to rot and stink in your arms, and do you think that their souls will not be liberated when they die? ”

Tears welled up like a fountain when he passed, and he didn't dare to raise his head to face Lu Jiu's questioning, but he hugged Amir's stiff corpse tighter in his hand.

Lu Jiu's heart was sour, he gently put his head in his abdomen, and said softly: "You also want Amir to be clean and beautiful when he leaves." Come, hand Amir over to them. They will bring out the most beautiful side of her and let you see her last. It's summer, and it's really too late to delay. ”

He let go of his hands and let the four maids carry Emir away with great difficulty, and his heart was empty, as if he had been robbed of his most beloved thing, and he collapsed weakly.

"Saturday, don't go to the kitchen to prepare some food, the four of you haven't eaten for a long time." Lu Jiu turned his head and said sternly to Liuzi.

Pei Wuniang took the gruel and pulled Bai Liangqi to avoid the road with a weak heart. She always thought in her heart that it was her failure to protect Emile that caused her to be poisoned and died, and she didn't know how to face her brother's empty eyes.

"Young master, drink a bowl of porridge, you still have to brace yourself to deal with the aftermath of Lady Amir. Lady Amir had a smile on her face when she left, she didn't want to see you like that in heaven now, did she? Liuzi held a bowl of porridge and looked at the road helplessly.

"Yesterday I thought Amir and I were fine. Little people like us are not worth anything in the eyes of those powerful. Maybe after so long, the big guys may have forgotten about us. Only now do I realize that someone else can press their fingers like ants and kill us.

Lord Yang Zhao, the superintendent who is in the limelight and has power in the government and the opposition, I can't even see the hope of revenge now. Not to mention Lord Yang, I can't even find the murderer who poisoned the murderer. Saturday, you say I'm useless. When I die, what will I be like to see Amir, her mother and son? ”

Lu Lu's face was desperate, and he looked at the gray sky with a disheartened heart.

"Senior brother, it's all my fault, I failed to protect my sister-in-law. But I obviously saw that the girl who sold fresh fruits ate a few fresh fruits herself. My sister-in-law bought fresh fruits and washed them with water and wiped them clean, why was it still poisoned. ”

Pei Wuniang cried with a sad face, and walked over and said aggrievedly.

He waved his hand weakly: "It's none of your business." She could have taken the antidote beforehand, and of course she would be fine. I can't see the poison inside and out of the flesh, I know how to do it in several ways, let alone that powerful master. ”

"But that girl is only thirteen or fourteen years old, where does she look very powerful. But her eyes were sharp, and I couldn't stand looking at her. Pei Wuniang said in a weak tone, where is there still half a point of majesty on weekdays.

Lu smiled bitterly, picked up the meat porridge handed by Liuzi and swallowed it in one bite: "Supervise the imperial history Yang Zhao and this girl killer who is good at poisoning, this killing wife and son is only revenge, I have written it down for the time being, there will always be a day of revenge." ”

Surrounded by flowers, Emil was wearing the most beautiful Hu dress, smiling, lying quietly on a high platform made of wood, like a beautiful princess in a deep sleep.

In my ears, the words of the past few days are still echoing, and the fingertips are still warm and warm. But now, she left herself alone, fell into a deep sleep and never woke up again. Tears flowed down his face, and the torch he raised refused to throw at the pyre beneath Amir.

"Brother Lu's mourning, the holy fire will cleanse her of all filth. Her pure soul will become the most beautiful star in the sky, watching you and caring for you. ”

An Renzhi took a young and beautiful wife by his side, Lu Jiu's eighth sister Wang Ruyu, and walked to the side of the road together, bowed to Aimir on the wooden platform, and turned his head to comfort the road.

He touched a small brocade bag on his chest, which contained a strand of green silk from Amir. Lu Lu closed his eyes and threw the torch over.

The firewood pile with fire oil burned with a loud bang, and the fierce flames soared into the sky, licking Emile's body frantically.

Bai Liangqi, who knelt in front of the wooden platform with a filial piety, cried "wow", heartbreaking, and provoked Pei Wuniang on the side to cry sadly.

I closed my eyes tightly when I was on the road, but I couldn't hold my tears or ears. There was a tearing pain in his chest, as if his soul had been burned away by the fierce flames along with Amir.

In just a few days, a few people left on the way, and returned to the grassland where the Kang clan was located.

Seeing the spirit card in Bai Liangqi's hand, passing by the urn in his arms, Kang Rizhi was in tears, shook his head and rushed back to his tent. Kang Zhimu's face was pale, and he punched the road in the face a few times. When he passed by, he just hugged the urn tightly, and he hoped that this brother-in-law would hit himself a few more times.

Kang Zhimu seemed to have been drained of strength, knelt on the ground weakly, hugged his head and cried.

The sky is still so blue, the sheep are still so white, and the grassland is still so beautiful. But the beautiful girl beside her turned into a small jar of ashes. After passing by, he screamed with all his might, and let the dark clouds gallop up with all his might, holding the urn in his hand, and the ashes inside fluttered and scattered on this beautiful grassland with the wind.

Lu laughed with tears, looked at the last pile of ashes flying in the air, choked up and said: "From now on, you will never be locked in a small cage again, and you will not lie alone in the damp and deep underground." This blue sky and white clouds, this beautiful grassland, will always accompany you. ”

He led the dark cloud and covered the snow to the side of the horse, patted its neck, and said faintly: "Da Hei, you are the prince of freedom on the grassland, and there are countless concubines you love. Go, I shouldn't have cruelly let you go. ”

With a long neigh, the clouds covered the snow, and they ran towards the herd.

Kang Zhimu, who looked sad and angry, galloped to the front of the road, and looked apologetically at the road with a blue nose and swollen eyes. Knowing what happened, he knew in his heart that he couldn't blame Lu for this incident, but he still couldn't let go of his failure to protect his sister and unborn nephew.

Two children in filial piety clothes were talking about something on the side. Kang Zhimu looked in the direction of Chang'an City hatefully, turned his head and glanced at his daughter Kang Tisi worriedly.

"I hope the tragedy of Sister Amir doesn't happen to Contiss again."

After passing by, he looked at the grassland around him very blankly, and Emile had already dissipated in this grassland with the wind. After half a year of staying together, it seems to become a dream, and it becomes unreal.

"Amir, will live with us forever. Hopefully you will have the opportunity in the future and be sure to come back to see her. Kang Zhimu pointed to his chest and said in a sour tone.

Lu nodded and walked towards Liuzi and Pei Wuniang, who were waiting not far away.

Surrounded by a herd of beautiful mares, the clouds covered the snow like a king, and began to patrol his kingdom. A breeze blew, and the clouds covered the snow with pointed ears suddenly, as if listening to the murmur of the wind. Suddenly, there was a long hiss, and he rushed to the distance at a gallop, leaving the faltering Bai Liangqi far behind.

I touched its head with emotion, and still didn't plan to leave with it.

"It must have heard Sister Amir's call in the wind, let it follow you, you might as well take it." Kang Zhimu looked at the breezy grassland, stirred up waves of turquoise grass, and said in a quiet tone.

After passing by, he buried his head and the dark clouds covered the snow closely, and tears kept dripping in the grass.

A few days later, in the Ten Mile Pavilion, An Renzhi looked at the road with regret on his face: "Brother Lu, isn't you thinking about it?" Entering the Fan Yang Festival Embassy is not a way out. ”

He slowly shook his head: "There is a family master in Chang'an City who is over sixty years old, and there is a little lady who has been waiting for a long time. Brother An is kind and understands it. Brother An came to Chang'an in the air, if you don't dislike it, I will invite you to drink. ”

Bai Liangqi got into Lu Jiu's carriage, glanced in the direction of the grassland from a distance, followed the convoy, and walked in the direction of Chang'an City.

At the foot of Yunwu Mountain, he looked at Pei Wuniang in surprise.

"I failed to protect my sister-in-law, and I used my life to compensate you, what's wrong?" Pei Wuniang said with a grin.

"What do I want your life to do?" Said angrily when he was on the road.

"No matter, I just want to go to Chang'an City to see it, it's okay to eat and drink with you." After Pei Wuniang finished speaking, the horse rushed to the front.