Wei Yan woke up from his nightmare and sat up suddenly, with fear still in his eyes.

His expression was tense, and he looked around in silence, realizing that he was in the side room behind the Heart Cultivation Palace, and then he slowly calmed down and exhaled heavily.

Then he wrapped himself in a robe and got out of bed, stepping on the ground barefoot, and the winter chill made him shudder.

Wei Yan carried a candle, slowly walked to the table and sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

The tea had been left for too long, and it had already cooled down, Wei Yan took a sip of the cold tea, coughed several times in a row, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips, and he snorted coldly.

"I'm dreaming again......"

He was taken by the slaves and hidden in the cellar, hot and damp, and through a dark compartment, looking at the dazzling light of the knife outside, one person after another lay under his eyes.

The frightened eyes of those people and the terrible cries echoed in his ears, as if they were Ling Chi for his choice to live secretly.

At that time, he didn't even dare to make a sound.

I just watched those brocade guards wearing flying fish suits shuttling through the corridors, grabbing the people in the house and lifting them up, and throwing them on the ground like throwing rags and shoes.

The embroidered spring knife was raised, and the hand was raised and fell, and those people really became rags.

…… Shattered.

"My lord, a total of three hundred and twenty people were punished."

"No, one is missing." The person holding the name book snorted coldly, his tone was full of contempt, "Go and see the Lan family's room." ”

He shrank in the corner and clenched his fists, for fear that he would make a little noise and be discovered by the outside, and silently hoped that this group of brocade guards would have a little humanity.

Even a tiny drop in the flesh is enough to spare such a small child.

Because...... The mother hid her sister in the room.

But he was wrong.

"According to the emperor's order, Lan Yuan, the former head of the household department, was the mastermind of the empty seal case, and a total of 321 people were sentenced in the whole house, and the rest of the distant relatives were exiled to the frontier and were not allowed to participate in the imperial examination for 50 years."

The chief of the Jinyi Guard, who was incarcerated, closed the name book and patted Qianhu beside him on the shoulder, "Zhuozhi, you did a good job this time, follow me to the imperial front to return." ”

The young Qianhe looked indifferent, even if he listened to the words of the chief's praise, there was no wave.

"That girl took care of it, right?"

I only heard that Qianhu lowered his eyes and replied in a cold voice, "Hmm." ”

Wei Yan clenched his fists, struggled to recover from the painful old things, coughed up a mouthful of blood, stared at the faint tooth marks on his left hand, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

"How dare you shake ......"

When he knew that Qi Qianwan was going to Guansai to support, and his life and death were uncertain, he actually ...... Shaken.

Wei Yan took a deep breath, calmly wiped the blood from his lips, took out a set of black clothes from the bottom of the wardrobe and changed into them, and slipped out of the night while it was dark.

……

"I knew you were coming."

The plainly dressed woman sat on a bench with a missing corner, her back still straight, and the room she was in looked shabby and cluttered.

Wei Yan took off his cloak, his face was slightly pale from the cold, "...... Empress. ”

The woman closed her eyes and clasped the sandalwood beads, and paused when she heard his salutation, "I entered the Cold Palace, and the Xianfu Palace also changed hands, and I am no longer the concubine I was before." ”

Wei Yan paused, "Auntie." ”

The woman's expression fluctuated because of this aunt, she opened her eyes, looked at Wei Yan carefully for a while, and then moved her lips with difficulty, "...... Xiuyun, do you know that you and your mother were born the same? ”

This face reminds her all the time that it was her husband who killed her sister with his own hands.

Two of her favorite people...... But it has become a shackle that tortures her life.

Wei Yan pursed his lips bitterly, "I know ......"

If it weren't for this face, he wouldn't have been secretly hidden by Father Lan, who paid attention to the court, and he was not even allowed to enter his name into the family tree.

Because his biological mother is the wife of a close friend of Father Lan's deceased.

Under the melon field and plums, he shamefully forcibly took the widow of his best friend, and gave birth to a son.

Perhaps, for such an embarrassing identity of him, it is better to live in Zhuangzi.

But Madame Lan did not want to treat him harshly, this gentle and kind woman has always raised him as if he were her own son.

Even if you have a daughter, that's true.

He respects Mrs. Lan as his mother, and he also loves Lan Jian as his own sister.

But...... They're all dead.

Just one night, one day when he was fourteen years old, he disappeared from his eyes.

Including the name Lan Xiuyun, he was also buried in Lan Mansion together.

(End of chapter)