The breeze swept by, lifting the corner of the curtain, Jin Churan cast his sight, and the sun was shining outside.

It was supposed to be a beautiful day, but her heart was overwhelmed.

Jin Churan was dressed in a phoenix crown and xia veil, gold and silver threads were intertwined on the cuffs to form an auspicious cloud pattern, she folded her hands, her left hand gently rubbed the slippery lines woven on the clothes on the wrist of her right arm, and sat upright on the chariot, she had gone farther and farther, listening to the "click" sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the ground and the "squeak" sound of the chariot rollers rubbing on the ground, all seemed to tell Jin Churan that maybe she would never see the wind and moon in Kyoto again in her life, soft red fragrant soil, fireworks ten miles of prosperity, and in the future, she could only be in the remote area of Jingzhou, a corner of peace, For the rest of her life, before going out, the ancestor held her hand tightly and said: "Xiaoliu remember, there will be a day to meet again in the future, Jingzhou is high and far away, and it is not a place to stay for a long time. After speaking, the old ancestor patted the back of her hand.

Jin Churan is smart, of course he knows the meaning of the ancestor's words.

But she just wanted to pretend she didn't understand.

She didn't want to be a pawn.

But the funny thing is that it seems that no matter where she goes, no matter how far she goes, she can't escape the fate of being a pawn after all.

Jin Churan felt very tired.

Really tired.

In the past few days, she has too many things in her heart, and every night she just lies in bed in a daze, and she can't sleep at all.

She couldn't help but think.

What is the Jingzhou border like?

How to deal with the Xuanyuan monsoon?

Of course, thinking about it, thinking about it, and thinking about it in the end, the laughter and scolding with Beitang in the past will definitely come to mind.

For a while, the faint fragrance accompanied by the cool breeze quietly sneaked in from the corner of the curtain, gently caressing Jin Churan's face, she suddenly felt very comfortable, and after a while, before she knew it, Jin Churan was completely asleep and fell asleep very soundly.

Outside the window, the cicadas hissed, one long, one short, Jin Chu was dyed in a plain white brocade water-sleeved long gauze and was sitting quietly in front of the desk, his left hand caressing the rose-colored pattern on his right arm with pink silk threads, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It took her half a month to embroider it by herself.

She embroidered it with her left hand.

In the face of a life like a dry well, she has already stopped her heart and does not have too many expectations for the future.

She only wants the food to be hot at every meal; Every day, when you open your eyes, it can be a sunny day outside the window; Don't see the Regulus monsoon before going to bed every night;

In this year, Xiaoyu and Xiaolian died and died, crazy and crazy, and there was no one to serve Jin Churan for a long time.

Therefore, everything has to come by herself, Jin Churan, who didn't know how to needle, was forced to learn a good needlework, all thanks to the Xuanyuan monsoon, but in the final analysis, it was because of Beitang Yiyu, if she came again, she would never want to meet Xuanyuan Monsoon again, let alone Beitang Yiyu. Just thinking about it, the dim candle flame in front of Jin Churan shook from side to side suddenly, she knew that it was Xuanyuan Monsoon who came in, but whenever Xuanyuan Monsoon was in a bad mood, he always liked to come to the Yuge Pavilion to find her unhappiness, and I don't know what tricks Xuanyuan Monsoon would play to torture her today.

But she's used to it, too.

Xuanyuan Jifeng was dressed in an indigo ruyi cloud pattern shirt, walked into the room quickly, and frowned: "It stinks!" ”

Jin Churan lowered his eyes: "It rained yesterday." ”

Xuanyuan Monsoon said: "Can't you clean it up?" ”

Jin Churan said lightly: "I can't clean it." ”

When Xuanyuan Jifeng heard this, he immediately strode in front of Jin Churan and pulled Jin Churan up: "I'll tell you Jin Churan, don't think that I won't dare to touch you if my father gives me a marriage!" As he spoke, his tone was low and threatening.

Jin Churan raised his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Monsoon: "How else does Your Highness want to move?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng frowned: "You don't look at what you look like yourself!" I'm still letting you live in the foolish pavilion of King Jing's mansion, it's already giving you face! ”

Jin Churan said: "If His Highness doesn't like me like this, why don't you kill me?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng snorted coldly: "Do you think I don't dare? ”

Jin Churan chuckled: "Of course Your Highness dares, but Your Highness is reluctant." ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng smiled: "Reluctant? ”

Jin Churan said in a deep voice: "Your Highness still wants to keep me for torture, you won't let me die so easily." ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng smiled, "Yes, it used to be," and then he added, "But though, from this day on, your existence is no longer necessary." ”

Jin Churan frowned and looked at him intently.

Xuanyuan Jifeng chuckled and said, "You don't know yet, do you! The Marquis of Anguo got married today! ”

Hearing this, Jin Churan's heart ached.

"With whom?"

Even though Jin Churan already knew the answer, he still couldn't help but ask.

Xuanyuan Jifeng smiled and said, "You know. Situ Yuandong! ”

Situ Yuandong!

Hum!

Jin Churan seemed to be in the wax moon and was poured from head to foot with a bucket of ice water.

Beitang Yiyu finally married Situ Yuandong.

She shouldn't have had any expectations.

Xuanyuan Jifeng looked at Jin Churan with a smile: "Unwilling, right?" Heartache, right? ”

Jin Churan's eyes were full of tears, and the vision in front of him was completely blurred.

She shook her head desperately.

Then Xuanyuan Jifeng took out a porcelain vase from his arms: "This is the Seven Steps." ”

Seven steps?!

"Seven steps?"

Isn't the Seven Steps Death a poison in the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion?

"Yes!"

"He wants me dead? Isn't it? ”

Jin Churan smiled.

In fact, she had already expected the answer.

But he still didn't give up.

"Yes!"

One word, loud and clear.

The last line of defense in Jin Churan's heart was completely broken after all, and after a while, she blew her nose that was red from crying.

Xuanyuan Monsoon stepped forward and said coldly: "Eat it!" ”

Jin Churan raised his eyes to look at the porcelain vase, and then at Xuanyuan Monsoon, and couldn't help but take two steps back: "I don't want it!" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng sneered: "It's up to you!" With that, Xuanyuan Jifeng stepped forward and dragged Jin Churan, pinched Jin Churan's jaw with one hand, pried her mouth open, and poured the poison in the porcelain bottle into her mouth with the other hand.

Jin Churan tried her best to shake her head, resist, and struggle, but in the end it was still useless, her red and swollen eyes widened, and she looked straight at Xuanyuan Monsoon, but her eyes were full of horror.

Jin Churan knew that he might be going to die.

Xuanyuan Jifeng couldn't wait for her to swallow even the porcelain vase in her hand.

In the middle of the night, the porcelain vase was empty, and the Xuanyuan monsoon vigorously pushed away the Jin Chu dyeing.

Jin Churan staggered and fell to the ground, she didn't get up at the first time, but used her index finger to dig at her throat, but what she vomited out of her mouth was all sour water, and she didn't see a single pill. Jin Churan cried in despair after all.

Xuanyuan Jifeng looked at her and smiled: "It's useless, don't struggle anymore." ”

Jin Churan looked back at Xuanyuan Monsoon: "Why don't you let me go?" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng snorted with a smile and said, "Because you are the woman of Beitang." ”

When Jin Churan was about to say more, she suddenly felt a burning heat in her abdomen, and then the pain in her abdomen was incomparable, slowly spreading, as if the whole person was about to burn, she frowned tightly: "No!" This is not the toxicity of the Seven Steps! As she spoke, she raised her eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Monsoon and asked, "Are you...... What the hell did I eat? ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng chuckled, "Does it matter? You're dying anyway! ”

Jin Churan raised his hand and pointed at him, frowned and roared, "Get out!" ”

Xuanyuan Jifeng smiled, and there was a touch of disgust between his eyebrows: "Do you think I want to stay here?" I'm going to watch you breathe! ”

When Jin Churan heard this, she suddenly became angry in her heart, and at this moment, she spurted out a mouthful of blood from her throat.

Jin Churan immediately collapsed to the ground.

Pain!

She breathed heavily.

Memories are pouring in, and the scenes that she hides in her heart are all about Beitang Yiyu.

"How do you know that your well water is not against my river?"

"Belts can only be given to those who have been recognized."

"We make a vow in this life, even if one day it is burned by the flames, even if the white bones are shattered by the fire, even if the gold is scattered one day, and the world is turned upside down, we will never change it."

……

"But it's all jokes!"

But it's all jokes......

Jin Churan cried and laughed.