Zhen Xi sat in the carriage back to the house, carefully rubbing the sword body, when her hand touched the round sun, her head hurt slightly, and some fragmentary pictures appeared in her mind again.

It was a royal palace full of carnage, blood, screams and wailing.

Her Uncle Seven Princes, her amiable Uncle Seven Princes, led the soldiers into the palace.

She couldn't imagine that all this was true, her mother died because of him, and now, he was going to kill the king! He's going to kill her father!

"Rebellion! Escort! Escort! "Some of the guards in the palace have gathered together, but suddenly, they have turned against each other!

There are only a few thousand guards left by her father's side, rock-solid guards, but how can they be the opponents of tens of thousands of soldiers?

In the end, she was defeated, and her father was stabbed to the heart by her gentle Uncle Seven Kings with a sword! Just like when her father stabbed his sword into her mother's chest, exactly the same!

On that sword, the fiery round sun is particularly dazzling!

Fuyaro's eyes widened and she covered her mouth and watched all of this as if she were dreaming, but it wasn't a dream!

The soil had long since turned reddish-brown, blood could not coagulate, the haze above could not be dispersed, and the occasional broken branch hung with long-unrecognizable limb parts.

The sounds of fighting and shouting that filled the area not long ago disappeared, but the silence at this time seemed extremely hideous. Everything is gone. All.

Fuyara hurriedly ran after the maid, and finally, ran to a wall.

"Princess Ayara, quick, this way!" A maid dragged the little girl to the dog hole in the wall.

Once upon a time, the playful Fuyara often crawled out from here to play, and when her father found out, he would stroke her head and look at her with a smile. Since the death of the mother, my father often looked at her with a smile like that, and in the future, it will never be again!

"Princess Ayara, get out of here, they're going to catch up." In desperation, the maid pushed her out.

"There it is!" The soldiers shouted.

"It's not good, princess, go quickly, I'm blocking here." The maid said that, and blocked the dog's hole with her body.

Ben is a weak woman, but at the moment she is as resolute as steel.

"Ahh From the dog cave behind her, there was a terrible bark.

"Fuche! If I were alive, I would take your head one day! If I die, even if I turn into a ghost, I will haunt you day and night, so that you can't sleep day and night! Fu Yaluo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said viciously!

The fallen leaves of the Sun Yao Kingdom render what a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves are dyed golden yellow, or they are scarlet ochre.

At this time, the wind was fierce, and a few scattered raindrops fell, and the first one that fell, maybe just one or two drops, like a string of pearls with a broken thread, but then, it fell with a bang.

The autumn rain is dripping, clear and cold. This autumn wind and autumn rainy night is the most likely time to break the intestines.

Fusara sped up in the rain, her weaker and heavier steps.

She'll catch up.

I don't know how long she ran, but she finally couldn't run anymore and fell down.

A red patch of blood in the distance, and a wet meadow and wind-beaten shrubs nearby. A long-lasting and terrible gust of wind swept through the air, driving away the torrential rain.

How she longed for a pair of gentle hands to caress her and look at her face on a night like this.

When she opened her eyes again, she was greeted by some people in distress, who were in rags and cried out for a long time.

"That Zhang is a demon!"

"Yes, we should have an ordinary and comfortable life, but all of this has come to naught because of a demon girl! Disaster of red face, disaster of the country and the people! ”

Who are they talking about? Who is the Rainbow Trouble? Is the Zhang family in their mouth her mother's concubine?

"This seventh prince dared to rebel for the sake of a woman, so that we, the common people, disregarded the fire and water, and we will not be a Ming monarch in the future!"

"You people are simply stupid! How good can I be with the current lord of the country? If the Seventh Prince doesn't rebel, will you have a good life? The grain tax is increased every year, and I am afraid that I will starve to death if I don't have comfort for a few years. The person who spoke was an old man who was over half a hundred years old, and he was in a mood as soon as he heard the word Mingjun.

"That is, the lord of this country is not a Ming Jun! Last year, my little daughter was raped and then killed by those heavenly officers and soldiers at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and I had no way to complain, and they protected each other, and to this day they have not been able to get justice for my poor daughter! The sky has no eyes, so that such a scumbag scum can also be an official! If this continues, I will not revive the prosperity of the day! Another old man said with tears in his eyes.

Then, one complaint after another erupted, but these complaints were not to say that the seven kings who killed the monarch actually pointed directly at her father!

Fusara couldn't believe what he had seen and heard, he was obviously a kind father! Always a gentle father!

"You talk nonsense! Obviously, he helped kill the king and seize the throne, and it was obviously he who made the people fall into the flames of war! Why don't you speak of him? Fusara roared.

"What do you little woman know?"

Akura was picked up by a man in the prime of life, and her feet dangling in the air kept kicking the man, who eventually gave up and threw her to the ground.

"If I hadn't seen that you were a child, I would have beaten you a long time ago!" The prime man said.

"You beat, you beat!" Fuyara would rather be beaten up than have their father slandered!

"It's really unteachable! Get out of the way! The prime man kicked Fusara away.

Holding on to the place where he was kicked, Fusara stood up and said, "I just don't allow you to talk about him!" ”

The picture flashed, and it was another scene.

Aya Luo walked with the procession, her clothes so tattered that she couldn't see what it was.

Now, the common people have been divided into two factions, one faction thinks that the Seven Kings kill the king and seize the throne is right, then stay outside Yaojing City, waiting for the new king to board the plane for amnesty, and the other faction feels that the Seven Kings kill the king and seize the throne is intolerable, then they will flow together to the neighboring Nanzhao Kingdom, if they can survive, they will take root in Nanzhao from then on!

And Fu Yaluo is a member of the Nanzhao Lai Nanzhao, so she doesn't want to live in the hypocritical Fu Che country.

She learned from the refugees digging up the roots under a big tree.

She was a pampered, innocent princess who didn't know what the roots were! But now they have to dig up the roots of the tree and eat it.

Because she wants to live, one day, she will kill Fucher, even if he is already the lord of the country above ten thousand.

She has been walking with these refugees for nearly years, experienced an extremely cold and hungry winter, experienced a Chinese New Year's Eve without her family, experienced a spring when no flowers bloomed, and escaped repeated pursuits and searches, and finally came to Nanzhao.

At this time, it was already a hot summer day, and although her tattered clothes were soaked with sweat, she still kept digging the roots, which were her food, and when they arrived at Nanzhao's market, she would be able to eat something fresh, provided that she made it to the market alive.

While Fujira was digging the roots of the tree, some prime men in disguise were holding a drawing, searching for something.

Asara was shocked, even though they were disguised, she could guess what they were here for. She dropped the roots and got up and stepped back unhurriedly.

After so many searches, she was used to it and knew how to escape.

Fortunately, along the way, she had made her face dirty, and no one could see her clearly, even if they came to find her portrait, who would have seen it?

She retreated into the bushes and hid.

Through the gap, she watched them examine them one by one, a little nervous but not flustered.

They looked all the way to no avail, and suddenly, one of them whispered something in the ear of the man holding the drawings.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Fujira.

Did they find out? No, they went to the place where she had just dug the roots, and one of them took the roots and said, "They were all freshly dug up." ”

"This should be their food, and no one here should leave it, unless ......" he looked at Achiara's side again and continued, "unless she doesn't want to see us, chase, the princess should be around here." ”

Hearing this, she was relieved that they shouldn't have noticed her.

When they were gone, Fuyara ran out of the bushes, and she ran all the way, and finally caught up with the refugees, who did not know the way, but it was better to follow the crowd.

"Sister, were they looking for you just now?" A little boy asked.

"No...... It's not ......," Fusara waved his hand.

"I just saw the painting in their hands, and it looks like my sister." The little boy said innocently.

And their conversation was overheard by the people on the sidelines, who shouted, "Catch her, everyone, it's her." ”

For some reason, at this time, all the people rushed towards her with desire, as if she was some kind of treasure.

"Go and chase those people back." The man who had just yelled commanded.

Fuyaro was shocked, why did they help those people?

But if you catch her and give her to those people, they will get money.

How fragile human nature is, in this kind of bad life of eating the last meal but not the next meal, how eager money is for them, they will naturally hold on to her tightly in exchange for money.

It was getting dark, and despite Fusara's heartfelt prayers, the refugee who had gone to report the news eventually brought the men with them.

"Big brother, see if it's her." They excitedly pointed to Achiara.

They wiped the stains off Achira's face, compared the portraits, and made sure that she was the person in the painting, so they gave her money and took her away.

At night, while they were asleep, she secretly untied the rope tied to her hands and escaped, but she did not see the river in front of her clearly during the escape, and fell straight down.

She doesn't know how to water.

Since she can't live, then she will turn into a ghost and pester him every day!

When Zhen Xi came back to her senses, a wave of hatred came to her heart, as if she felt the same way, she hated Fu Che!