Someone stumbled through the door.

The man was unkempt, his broken armor was stained with dried blood, his military boots had run off on the road, and his socks were so dirty that they couldn't be seen in their original color.

Nan Baoyi has never seen such a down-and-out Xiao Yi.

He knelt on one knee, looked at the girl's frozen corpse, and stretched out his hands several times to hug her, but he trembled in mid-air, as if as long as he didn't touch it, this corpse was just a mirror, just an illusion he imagined.

After repeated times, his trembling fingertips finally touched her frozen lips.

The former soft and pink turned into stiffness and bruising.

He had kissed by the stream in Jinguan City, and he had recalled the taste of her lips in countless midnight dreams......

The man finally collapsed.

He hugged the cold corpse tightly, and in the uninhabited ice cellar, the feelings that had been suppressed for many years were devastated and decayed at this moment.

"Nan Jiaojiao ......"

"Nan Jiaojiao!"

He choked up and cried, and his heart and gall were broken one after another, but the girl in his arms couldn't respond in the slightest.

Tears rained down on her face, but they couldn't melt the frost and snow that had condensed around her.

Xiao Yi's gaze slowly fell on her slightly bulging belly.

It was because the girl was hungry and cold before she died, and she ate too much ice in the dark.

How desperate she must have been......

Xiao Yi touched her little belly, tears silently wet the placket, he hugged the girl tightly in his arms, rubbed her face with his cheek, trying to bring her a little warmth.

His armor quietly shattered.

What was hidden in his arms fell to the ground.

There are two boxes of Gangnam's rouge.

When the army was resting in the south, he saw that the generals under his tent were buying rouge for his wives and concubines, and he thought that the little girl he liked was also very fond of beauty, so he also bought two boxes for her.

There is also a pair of jade bracelets carefully wrapped in red handkerchiefs.

He thought that after the triumph, he would return to Shengjing, and take the pair of jade bracelets as a love gift and give them to his little girl, he thought that he would never take the shelf of the powerful minister again, and tell her well, Xiao Yi, willing to protect Nan Baoyi, willing to marry Nan Baoyi.

It doesn't matter if her face is ruined.

It doesn't matter if she's pampered and arrogant.

He liked her, whatever he liked.

But......

The man closed his eyes in agony.

I don't know how long it took for him to finally stop crying.

He caressed the girl's eyebrows with pity, and dropped a gentle kiss in front of her frozen lips.

He hugged her and walked out of the ice cellar.

Shiku and the others were guarding outside in an orderly manner, and when they saw him like this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Pomegranate Hua was also there, scanning Nan Baoyi's corpse mockingly, and said casually: "It's just a little palace maid, why should Your Highness be sad for her?" ”

Xiao Yi didn't look at her.

He slowly walked towards the end of the palace alley: "Pick off her tendons and lock her in the ice cellar." ”

Pomegranate blossom's eyes suddenly rounded.

Before she could react, Shiku and the others had already taken action.

The deafening screams resounded throughout the palace.

Xiao Yi never looked back.

It's late autumn.

The hibiscus flowers in the palace are blooming brightly. First Chinese Network

He came to the warm pavilion in the palace with Nan Baoyi in his arms and carefully cleaned up her body.

He invited the best undertaker in Shengjing City, but no matter how beautiful the makeup was, it still couldn't cover the hideous scars on the girl's cheeks, and no matter how grand and luxurious the palace skirt was, it still couldn't set off her excessively thin and delicate body.

The undertaker trembled and knelt on the ground: "Lord Qiyu, the folk girl has used a special method to preserve this girl's body, which can last for about a month. As for the makeup, the folk girl has tried her best...... It's just that this girl's appearance is damaged, and the folk girl has already shown her best craftsmanship......"

Xiao Yi motioned for her to stand down.

He picked up Nan Baoyi and kissed her eyebrows.

He gently helped the girl with a golden hairpin: "My Jiaojiao is not ugly at all." ”

Outside the lattice window, there was the chirping of birds.

Xiao Yi looked out the window.

The strange imperial palace is scattered, carved beams and painted buildings.

The strange palace maids and eunuchs walked through the deep palace alleys, and there were probably many of them who had bullied his Jiaojiao.

His delicate has shed blood and tears here, and he has been bullied here.

She doesn't love it here.

Xiao Yi whispered: "This season, the hibiscus flowers in Jinguan City have also bloomed. Nan Jiaojiao, brother will take you home. ”

In late autumn, the wild geese return south.

A black horse rode arrogantly through the palace, followed the flock of geese, and galloped south.

Nan Baoyi from later generations, a wisp of life soul attached to Xiao Yi's side, subconsciously looking back.

A handsome eunuch wearing a navy blue smoke-patterned official robe stood on a high palace wall.

It's Gu Chongshan.

In a trance, someone played "Requiem".

Nan Baoyi's eyes faintly appeared in front of her Xiaoxiao rain curtain and mountain fighting, dying lovers and down-and-out royal families, broken war and warm blood......

She remembered the night of Jianmen Pass, in the Jianmen Mountain, the mountain rain did not stop, the dark purple canopy flew in the mountain wind, and the fire of the palace lamp was extinguished.

She remembered the big eunuch with red lips and white teeth, his official robe soaked by the rain, sitting on a circle chair with a big sword, his eyelashes lowered, and playing the huqin casually.

The piano whimpered.

It's a song "Requiem".

As if he had a feeling, above the palace tower, Gu Chongshan looked at it from afar.

Looking at each other across two lives.

His eyes gradually coincided with the eyes in the Jianmen Mountain in later generations.

It turned out that in the song "Requiem" in the mountains, he did not pay tribute to the thousands of troops and horses who died in battle, not the princess and general who were reunited after breaking the mirror, but the ugly and pale girl in Xiao Yi's arms in his previous life......

The dark horse is like a black horse stepping on the snow, passing through the prosperity and hustle and bustle of Shengjing City, passing through the wind, moon and stars on the official road, and also passing through the quiet countryside and landscape.

Half a month later, he took his lady and returned to the former Jinguan City.

Xiao Yi pushed the wheelchair and appeared outside the ancestral house of the Nan family.

The girl sitting in a wheelchair is dressed beautifully, but her eyes are always closed.

He leaned over, as if he was afraid that she would catch a cold, and gently tussed the thin blanket on his lap for her: "Jiaojiao, let's get home......"

The ancestral house of the Nan family, people go to the empty building.

The big red lantern under the eaves has long been incomplete, the bird's nest is empty, the door knocker of the beast's head is rusty, and through the rotten door, you can faintly see the overgrown weeds in the house.

The snow is full of snow and no one cleans it, and the bricks and tiles of the Jinyi Pavilion where she lived when she was a child are mossy and the bamboo curtains are yellow.

There is a rotting and explicit puppy half-buried in the dry grass, this is the pet that Nan Baozhu gave her before she married Cheng De, the puppy's corpse is scrawny, it is alone here, and has been waiting for its owner to come home for all these years.

Xiao Yi buried the puppy well before pushing open the door of the boudoir.

The room was covered with dust, and the valuables had long since been looted.

A rag doll was thrown at the foot of the rotting bed, and the precious glass eyes on the baby's face had been removed, and it looked ridiculously hollow.

Xiao Yi remembered that the doll that was damaged was sewn for her by her mother, and it was a doll that she regarded as a treasure when she was young.