Gu Nan came out of the hall and stopped outside the palace gate.

The palace wall is very high, and the high one covers the Xianyang City in the distance.

She pulled out the grid in her waist, which was different from the bronze sword, which did not know the material, and the sword body was like a light hong.

Mirrored her eyes.

Since the grace of Bai Qi back then, she may have been destined to be inseparable from this cause and effect.

The grace of upbringing, for an orphan her, is light.

Holding Wuge weakly, if she wasn't a disciple of Bai Qi, she might only be a person like an idle cloud and a wild crane.

Old man, you've hurt me.

Laughing lightly.

Seeing the peaceful and prosperous times, it has become your wish, and I will go back and live my little life.

took the sword, followed the long road of the palace gate, and went all the way.

Return? How could she not know that she had already had no way out.

And then, how will they return?

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Two major events happened in Xianyang City, one was an internal affair and the other was an external affair.

Let's start with one thing.

Mrs. Huayang, the wife of Prince Yingzhu of Qin, officially accepted a person as a son, and that person was originally sent to Zhao Guo as a proton, but I don't know what shit luck he had, so he worshiped Mrs. Huayang as his mother and changed his name to Yingzi Chu.

This means that in the future, he is likely to become the successor of King Qin.

Yingzi Chu wore Chu costumes to meet Mrs. Huayang, and was accepted as a righteous son, and time changed in the court.

Another thing.

Great Qin raised troops to attack Zhou!

The city of Xianyang, or rather, the nations, was shrouded in turmoil.

There are also one or two people who are running around in order to gain a foothold in the Qin State.

Gu Nan has been preparing to go on the expedition in the past few days, and the painting fairy and Xiaolu often fiddle with Gu Nan's clothes and armor, take them out to wipe them, and dry them.

My own girl, who is away all the year round, rarely goes home.

Just like Wu Anjun back then.

In the past, when Wu Anjun went on an expedition, he often saw Mrs. Wei sitting alone in the room, looking at the empty courtyard and empty house.

At that time, Midori often asked, Madam, what are you thinking?

Wei Lan always waved his hand and said with a smile: "What are you thinking, what does that old man look like in that battle array?" ”

As she spoke, she always had tears in her eyes.

Bai Qi seems to be a very popular minister, and the official of Daliangzao is already the highest achievement of the military attaché, and there is no seal. How many people ask for wealth, but who knows the perennial emptiness of this huge Wu'an Jun Mansion.

He has never been worthy of his children and wife in his life, and Bai Zhong has a very bad relationship with him and almost never comes home. Even if Bai Qi died, he never came back.

Wei Lan has waited for him all his life.

Midori didn't know the old lady's mind before.

Now she knows something, when Gu Nan went on the expedition, there were really few people in the family, and she often sat alone under the old tree in Gu Nan's courtyard, looking at the sky in a daze.

I still remember the first year when the girl came, Chang'an was snowing in November.

At that time, the girl always liked to drag her around, jumping over the wall and jumping off the tree, and at that time, the girl gently plucked the snowflakes from her hair.

At that time, it was the happiest time in Xiaolu's life.

Painting the fairy playing the piano, and playing her fingers again, she has always played the fierce battle formation recently, just because one day Gu Nan said that she dreamed of blowing the horn company camp.

Gu Nan asked her why she practiced these tunes, and she always smiled and shook her head.

said that the girl would not be tired of being idle at home.

She really hoped that Gu Nan would stay a few more days and stay a little longer.

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The sun was warm, Gu Nan held his sword and sat under the tree practicing internal breathing.

Her breathing was even and deep, and it seemed that as she exhaled, the fallen leaves beside her would tremble.

The painting fairy sat on the side and played the piano.

Xiao Lu smiled and sat aside to set snacks for Gu Nan, chattering.

"Girl, this is delicious, I bought it on West Street. I heard it was a new thing..."

Gu Nan opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Lu, feeling a little distressed: "Xiao Lu, don't be busy, I will go on the expedition in a few days, I don't need so much..."

As the words fell, Midori's voice softened, muttered, and finally lost its voice.

She lowered her head for a long time, and her usually crisp voice trembled: "Girl, can't you not go?" ”

Gu Nan pursed her lips and stroked Xiao Lu's scattered hair: "I have to go..."

"Why do you have to go, does the girl think it's not good at home?" Little Green was crying, with a sparkle in her eyes.

"It's not going to be bad..." She said hard: "If you are hungry, Xiao Lu will make you something to eat, if you are tired, Xiao Lu will beat your back, if you feel idle, Sister Painting Fairy can play a tune for you..."

She wiped her tears: "Why is it bad..."

The sound of the piano stopped and sat silent, she still smiled slightly, always smiling so slightly, and the tears in her eyes dripped on the strings.

"Why do you have to go?" Her voice was soft.

"There are so many men in Daqin, why do you have to go to war?"

"If it's like a master, like a master..."

Midori couldn't speak, crying in a low voice.

"I have to go, it's what I'm supposed to do." Gu Nan smiled and stretched out his hand, wiping the tears on Xiao Lu's face: "It's also something that must be done." ”

"Painting immortals." Gu Nan looked at the painting fairy, and also wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, grinning: "I want to hear some clear tones." ”

The painting fairy nodded, and a melodious clear tune played intermittently.

Gu Nan held the sword and sat under the old tree, and a fallen leaf of the old tree fell on her palm.

"I won't be like my master, I promise."

"When the war is over, there will be no more wars..."

"I promise..."

She clenched her fists, and the fallen leaves in her hands were crumpled together.

She hated this troubled world.

In front of her, she destroyed her two lives, the only home, and the only belonging.

How could she not hate...

"I want this world to be clear..."

"I promise!"