In the imperial palace at night, the splendor of the day has been precipitated into confusion.

The palace road with the glazed red wall winds and disappears into darkness at the end, like a beast that devours people's hearts, and both sin and glory are lost.

The aunt in charge of Kunning Palace, Chi Chun, walked in this labyrinth, whirring wind and snow knocked on the palace lamp in her hand, the orange lamp was dim, and a string of seals in the snow finally stopped somewhere.

She stretched out her hand and brushed away the snow on the glass cover of the palace lamp, and the halo suddenly brightened a little, reflecting a shadow that had been waiting for her for a long time in front of her.

Chi Chun bowed his head, leaned over, and said, "Miss Xia." ”

It is the aunt in charge of the East Palace, Luo Xia.

So this ceremony is a little weird.

Chi Chun Kunning Palace, which is the residence of the queen, is at the end of Gaodong Palace, according to the rules, Luo Xia should salute her. Now, Chi Chun lowered his head, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows had a faint respect.

Luo Xia rubbed her frozen red hands and exhaled a wisp of white air: "I checked the palace ban, you went out of the palace alone the other night...... Moreover, there are many old people in Shengjing, and I heard the wind that Xue Gaoyan is back...... You're going to see him, aren't you? ”

Chi Chun's eyes flashed: "Although my aunt is in charge of the East Palace, in the final analysis, like the little girl, she is a slave." But he knows everything about the palace people entering and leaving the palace. Worthy of ......"

Chi Chun paused, smiling: "Should I call you Luo Xia, or Luo Xia?" ”

Lowe.

This surname, which once led the changes, has become a taboo for the new dynasty, and the glory and struggle of that era have been buried in the ground with the master surnamed Luo of Guozijian.

Luo's orphans, the two dynasties are like a dream, and the glow still shines on the old people.

"Wei Chichun, you and I don't have to be polite." Luo Xia said lightly, "Your father followed my father, guarded Xiao Zhou, supported the change, and now he is earning a living in the same place." Yesterday's friendship with today, why, don't you tell the truth? ”

"Did you go to see Xue Gaoyan?" Chi Chun covered her lips and smiled, the snow in the sky seemed to fall into the bottom of her eyes, and she was cold, "This answer, is it important to you, girl?" ”

Luo Xia squinted slightly: "Xue Gaoyan is no longer the Xue Gaoyan of the past." Don't follow him to do anything stupid because of the old feelings. ”

Chi Chun raised his eyebrows, and the respect at the bottom of his eyes gradually stiffened: "Stupid? Oh, is it true that if the girl is like this, she forgot the light of the previous dynasty, and now she knows the current affairs and does her best to be a slave of the Zhao family, is she really smart......"

"You know what!" Luo Xia abruptly interrupted Chi Chun's words, her usual calm face turned blue, "What my Luo family insists on ......"

"The fall of the Biluo clan, the lives of the clansmen, and the old favor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, are they all important?" Chi Chun also suddenly interrupted Luo Xia's words, and asked angrily, puzzled.

Luo Xia was stunned for a moment, suddenly laughed, and laughed so much that tears came down.

"Yes. Like the land beneath your feet, and the starry sky above you. ”

At that moment, the woman, though in the darkness of the night, was as if she were in the brightest light.

……

She was only a teenager when her father handed her the knife, and she thought it was used to cut maltose.

"Xia'er, take this knife. More important than your life. ”

She looked at the knife in confusion, and Chijin branded out five small words: The country is like a painting knife. A red clay seal under the word: Emperor Taizu hidden.

The founding emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Taizu of Zhou.

She bluffed, and her little hands trembled: "It turned out to be the treasure of the heavenly family, the sword of the Taizu that has been passed down from generation to generation?" Daddy, why is it in your hands? ”

"The sage gave me the position of Grand Master, and when he led the change, he gave me the sword. Now, Daddy gives you the knife. Remember, the purpose of this knife. Daddy's tone suddenly intensified, and he held her little hand and the knife together, and the grip was too tight, and she trembled.

"The country is like a painting knife, on behalf of Emperor Taizu to come in person, you can punish traitorous ministers, you can behead the king! Establish a life for the people's livelihood and open peace for all generations! ”

Ministers, punishes, kings, and beheads.

Her little face turned white: "Kill the king? Ah, Xia'er don't!! ”

However, Daddy grabbed her little hand and didn't let her throw the knife back, and then his eyes were red.

"Dad, I can't grow up with you...... In the near future, you will lose your father, your clan, and even your proud Luo surname, but you are so young, they will let you go and let you live......"

"Xia'er, don't want Daddy to go! No one is allowed to leave! Don't go anywhere! She interrupted with a cry, shaking like a sieve.

Daddy hugged her in pain, tears also fell, and saying these words to his young daughter was the heaviest torture for a father.

"Xia'er is good, good...... Listen to Daddy: No one regrets it, this is the path chosen by Rockwell. When we received this official hat, we foresaw the end...... However, it is still necessary to go forward, moths to the fire, as long as the fire is there, they will not regret it. ”

She was stunned, her miserable little face tried hard to learn to be a good child, and she bit her tears and nodded.

"Okay, Xia'er, listen to Daddy...... What is Xia'er going to do? ”

Daddy helped her wipe away her tears, but he also flowed: "...... At that point, don't be an avenger, be a witness. ”

"Witnesses?" The more fierce her tears flowed, the weight of every word crushed her immature bones.

Daddy's white hair slipped out like fluff, flying in the wind, and there was love, reluctance and guilt in his eyes, but he had no regrets.

Determined to go to a dead end, he cut off all retreats.

"Use your own eyes, closer, closer, to see if the new king of this land has a life for the people, to see if this country under the stars is peaceful for all generations."

She wiped away her tears, ignorant and confused.

"If yes?"

"Then become an ordinary citizen."

"If not?"

"Then in the name of Taizu, there is no way to faint the king."

……

The wind and snow became heavier in the night, and Luo Xia froze all over, but her fingertips touched a place close to her body, and it was hot, but it seemed to be on fire.

The country is like a painting knife.

Since then, she has never left, with Luo's perseverance and the power of the founding king of this dynasty, from the stars of many people to today.

Lost in the vicissitudes of life, tears over the hatred of the country and family, the light of this knife has always reflected the way she should go.

She was glad that it had been three years, and the dark night of pain, hatred, and helplessness, that even she didn't know what she was called, was finally over.

The day she saw the brightness of her heart, she finally chose to become a witness.

Luo Xia clenched her knife like another her, and looked at Chi Chun deeply, word by word, word by word.

"Establish a life for the people's livelihood and open peace for all generations, what my Luo family insists on has always been like a moth to a fire, even if I sacrifice the entire family, the country is picturesque."

Chi Chun lowered his head, his eyes were out of focus in the wind and snow, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Miss Xia, back then, in the Luo's case, my brother was convicted by the Zhao family and beheaded at Noon Gate because of the Wuling Society. At that time, I was hiding among the people and watching...... My brother's blood was splashed on my face, hot and cold......"

The woman paused, and bit her teeth hard: "My Wei Chichun is not a very promising person, and what I want most is nothing more than to survive." However, if you can do anything else, you can still have a little strength...... As Wei Chi's orphan and Wei Chiji's sister, who hasn't been a little unwilling? ”

Luo Xia's eyebrows furrowed, there are so many roads in the world, each one is absurd, and each one is unstoppable.

The intersection of sorrow and joy is insignificant, and it is coming, but it is for a meritorious consummation.