The capital was silent again.

The husband who knocked on the third watch yawned, went around to the small alley behind Xiangguo's mansion, and then repeated the watch weakly.

There was a little candlelight from the low courtyard wall of Xiangguo's mansion. The husband stood on tiptoe and looked into the yard, it was still the plum forest, it was only winter, the plum blossoms had fallen, and the leaves that had emerged had not grown densely. When the wind blows, only the branches are dry and swaying.

Merlin had a modest room inside, and it was glowing with soft candlelight. It is rumored that the people don't like luxury, and they stay in a simple room every day.

Fart! The husband pursed the corners of his mouth, what "sleeping" in the room, it is clear that this Xiangguo Lord almost does not sleep every night. Since this adult lived here, he worked night and night, and he saw Sangkook's room brightly lit every night.

The husband is more curious than the others. What kind of person is this Xiangguo-sama? Obviously, the power is all over the world, and one person is above ten thousand people, but he likes to live in this kind of civilian house. Aren't you worried that someone will murder him? Or are you so sure that you are not afraid of the shadow? Doesn't he have to sleep every day?

However, how could he understand the matter of the superior, so he continued to yawn and guess all kinds of boring possibilities, and walked away with a shaking.

Unbeknownst to him, the door of the simple wooden house creaked open when he had gone far. The man seemed to be chasing something and hurried out, and when he reached the empty courtyard, he suddenly stopped.

Looking around, there was silence.

The man was thin, his complexion was unhealthy blue-white, and he looked to be only in his thirties, but he had half a head of hair. A cool blow of the night breeze can hurt him.

Who knew that this man who looked so vulnerable at the moment was the minister of power above the court.

Sighing slightly, Moxi laughed at himself: "It's a dream again!" ”

The spring night was cold, and he was wearing a single coat but was not in a hurry to enter the house. Standing in the courtyard and quietly looking at the waning moon for a while, he suddenly whispered: "Why don't you even let me finish my dream?" ”

Take a step and slowly walk into Merlin behind the house. Under a plum tree, there is a small stone tablet with the words "My wife and three lives" deeply engraved on it. He lifted his robe and sat down next to the stone tablet. Looking at the branches that had finished falling the red plums, he said softly: "Why didn't you come back to see me?" Don't you miss me? I think of you day and night. ”

"I have written to the emperor and ordered the generals and the nine clans to be punished, you don't have to eat Shi Qianqian's vinegar stupidly anymore, and you won't be bullied by them."

"When I was a child, you always said that I was soft-hearted. You never understand, I will only be soft on you, and I will only treat you with no fault. ”

"Sansheng, can you say to me?"

The wind whipped across his cheeks, chilling to the marrow.

"Three lives." He said, "Don't play hide and seek with Moxi, you know what I'm most afraid of is not being able to find you." ”

"I'm most afraid that I won't be able to find you......"

"How can you keep me out of sight for so long?"

How could anyone answer him, how could someone suddenly jump out from behind the plum tree, how could someone stare at him without blinking, asking him to do the marriage between the two of them.

"Tomorrow, after they are killed at the entrance of the vegetable market, you can come back when you are angry. I'm waiting for you. He said to himself, not caring if anyone answered him.

This night, Moxi wore a thin long coat and sat quietly for the night with the tombstone of Sansheng.

On the second day, the moment he walked out of the court after the morning court, he suddenly felt dizzy. The officials around him hurriedly supported Moxi and said, "Lord Xiangguo, is there any discomfort in your body?" Xia Guan saw that your face was not very good. ”

Moxi coughed lightly twice, waved his hand and said that it was okay. But as soon as he took two steps out, the cough became louder and louder, and he couldn't straighten up for a while. The officials who came up around said: "You need to pay the emperor to the prison at noon today......

"Not necessarily." Mo Xi coldly interrupted the official's words and glanced at him. Covering his lips, he coughed and walked away alone.

None of the ministers behind him dared to step forward and pretend to care.

The minister who was reprimanded smiled quite awkwardly, and another minister who was good friends with him whispered into his ear: "Who doesn't know that Xiangguo has been waiting for today for so many years." You're in trouble. ”

The man's face turned blue, and he looked at Xiangguo's thin back and gradually drifted away, and finally there was only a sigh of regret.

Out of the palace gate, someone has prepared a sedan chair. Moxi opened the curtain and was just about to enter the sedan chair, when he suddenly felt a familiar figure standing in the corner of his eyes, and he raised his eyes to see that it was a great teacher.

His heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help coughing twice.

These two are extremely arrogant people in their bones, and they don't salute anyone who sees them in Su Ri, but today the great teacher took the initiative to find Moxi.

The Great Master opened his mouth first: "What does it have to do with the people of the Nine Clans?" But the grievances between several people, why implicate the innocent? ”

Moxi coughed violently, and it took a while to calm down, and said with a faint smile: "It's too late for you to say this." ”

The great master was silent for a long time, and sighed: "It was all my fault back then. I should pay for the sins I have done......"

Moxi ignored him and leaned over to sit in the sedan chair.

A soft sedan chair gradually disappeared into the vast figure of the capital.

Vegetable market entrance.

Moxi sat on the prison platform, and he looked fixedly at the center of the execution ground. He once erected a high platform in that place and burned his three lives.

He had only three lives in his life.

His heart ached, and Moxi lowered his eyes to cover all his expressions.

As noon approached, he waved his hand and took the first batch of prisoners. The general had committed suicide by biting his tongue in prison, and the only people who were escorted to him were his wife, his three sons, and his only daughter, Shi Qianqian.

Moxi covered his lips and coughed for a while, and the guards beside him looked at the sun and asked him if he was executed. He nodded. The guard raised his hand and before the word "chop" could be pronounced, the woman with a cloak and a face full of embarrassment suddenly screamed: "Moxi! Next life! I won't like you again in the next life! I curse you that you will not be with the people you love! You will never be with her. ”

All she answered was a heart-rending cough.

The big man behind Shi Qianqian wanted to cover her mouth, Shi Qianqian struggled desperately, shouting: "In this life, you punish my nine clans!" If there is an afterlife, I will tell you to kill the person you love most with your own hands! You and her will never have good fruit! ”

When Mo Xi heard this, he became furious, and the guards beside him couldn't help but shudder when he saw the yin in his eyes.

Moxi pressed the trembling in his chest, pulled out the token on the table, and clung to the ground: "Make a big fuss in the execution ground, add crime to crime, cut in half!" ”

The crowd was terrified.

Shi Qianqian looked up to the sky and laughed, as if she had gone crazy: "You can't do good results!" Do you think she'll come back? She's dead! She's dead! ”

Mo Xi's fists were clenched tightly, and Su Ri's gentle and polite voice was more piercing than cold ice at this time: "Cut in half, this official wants her to see with her own eyes how her nine clans were killed." ”

On that day, blood flowed all over the ground at the entrance of the vegetable market, and the woman's cries and screams were still hovering in mid-air until the end of the execution. It's like a ghost screaming injustice, piercing people's eardrums. In the end, her body was hastily wrapped up like everyone else, and I don't know where it was thrown to.

Since then, the reputation of Xiangguo's gentle gentleman no longer exists.

That night, Moxi fell ill and was bedridden. The emperor ordered the imperial doctor to go to see him, and the result of the diagnosis turned out to be tuberculosis. For a while, the court was shocked.

However, the person concerned looked indifferent, and relied on medicine to survive the days of illness and then came to the court, and everything was handled as usual. He didn't say anything, and no one knew how sick he was, and he looked like an ordinary person. I didn't see him cough much.

Over time, everyone forgot that he was a tuberculosis patient.

It's the middle of winter again.

The plum blossoms in the yard are excellent. Moxi put on a coat and looked at the merlin in front of the wooden house for a long time. It wasn't until it was getting dark that he couldn't see anymore that he slowly returned to the house and lit the candles. The candle flame shone like this, and his face was frighteningly pale, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were gloomy.

He sat at his desk, spread out a piece of rice paper, and slowly sketched the appearance of a proud plum. Putting down the pen, he looked quietly for a while, and he lifted the pen again, sketched three or two times, and a looming woman's back appeared behind Hanmei, she seemed to be sniffing the fragrance of the plum, intoxicated.

Moxi looked at the person in the painting, but didn't seem to see anything. His hand reached out, but his fingertips touched the ink on the rice paper.

It was so cold that his fingertips were cold to his heart, and he closed his eyes, but he didn't suppress his cough. He bowed to the ground, and a cloud of blood vomited on the rice paper. It's so bright that it really looks like it's really a plum blossom on that branch.

"Moxi."

Hearing someone call him, they opened their eyes. The woman sat on the couch, still holding his clothes in her hands, and sewed them for him: "Moxi, how did your clothes break?" Bullied? Is there a bully back? ”

Moxi didn't dare to blink, and looked at it stupidly.

"Three-Life ......"

There was a sound of beating outside the courtyard, and the figure shook for a moment, and then disappeared like a wind.

Moxi got up and wanted to chase after him, but his body didn't listen to him, he threw himself forward, and his sleeves swept down the candle flame on the table.

The candle flame rolled down, Moxi didn't care, the sorrow in his heart could no longer be suppressed, staring at the place where Sansheng disappeared and muttering softly: "Who will pick up the lamp and mend the clothes at night...... Sansheng, who wants to mend my clothes at night? ”

The flames lit the curtains. Moxi saw the scorching firelight, but only lightly hooked the corners of his lips.

……

The husband walked through the courtyard of Xiangguo's mansion, crossed two streets, and was knocking: "Beware of the ...... of the candles" turned the corner of the street, and glanced at it.

The Xiangguo Mansion has already burned red.