"If you don't love it, why don't you tell me! Why do you want to marry me! Why did you lock me up in your back house for four whole years......"

Jianing held the cold sword in his hand and pointed at Xiao Boyan and asked sharply, his voice trembled, and the tears on his face had already dried up at this time. Blood was dripping from the tip of the sword, splashing on the white marble staircase as it fell, like a dark red plum seal.

The man with the golden crown standing on the white marble steps, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with a clear face, pursed his thin lips, looked coldly at the embarrassed woman in Tsing Yi at the bottom of the steps, and did not speak.

The man was holding a woman in a big red phoenix robe in his arms, and her delicate face showed horror, "Your Majesty, how can she ......?"

Xiao Boyan comforted the woman in his arms in a low voice, gently pushed her away, handed her to the maid of the palace behind him, walked down the stone steps a few steps by himself, suddenly stopped again, looked coldly at the bloodstained woman under the steps, and asked in a deep voice: "How did you run to Luojing, and how did you appear here?" ”

The woman in Tsing Yi sneered, "Xiao Boyan! I don't care if you stop marrying another wife! I only ask you, where is my father and mother? ”

Xiao Boyan's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't answer her question, and asked, "Who brought you here!" ”

He also pointed to the dozens of men behind the woman who were all wounded and were struggling to fight against countless Jin Wuwei, "You actually left him to die for you?" ”

The woman looked up to the sky and laughed, "Xiao Boyan! Didn't you send him to bring me to see your unparalleled ceremony! How! And you want to slander me with that? ”

They did escort her into the palace, but they were not her people, she didn't know any of these people, the only one she knew was Xiao Boyan's own brother, her senior brother Xiao Luo.

Xiao Boyan's face sank, he waved his hand, and shouted to both sides: "Take it!" After a pause, he added, "Don't hurt her!" ”

Countless Jin Wuwei came from all around, holding Jin Ge swords in their hands, and surrounded the woman in Tsing Yi.

Supported by his anger, Jianing's previous exhaustion suddenly disappeared, and he waved the long sword in his hand, flying among Jin Wuwei like a swimming dragon, completely ignoring the blood marks oozing from the sword on his body.

One, two, three...... In a short time, nearly ten Jinwu guards killed her under the sword.

An old minister next to him shouted: "Your Majesty! There is no life left for such a rebellious assassin! ”

The golden-crowned man on the steps didn't seem to hear it, and only pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"Your Majesty!" Several courtiers knelt down behind Xiao Boyan and asked for advice.

The blood stains on the body of the woman in Tsing Yi became more and more thick, and she was finally restrained by a group of Changge, pressed to the ground, and the long sword was also disarmed and thrown aside.

Jianing glared at the man who was slowly walking down the steps with hatred, and the corners of his gold-embroidered dragon robe moved slightly with the rise and fall of the embroidered dragon's golden shoes on a white background.

The phoenix-robed woman on the high platform suddenly shouted, "Wei Qingluan! Your parents were convicted of treason half a year ago, and Your Majesty pities you and protects you, and I don't want to know about you! Today, you will take revenge and do a great rebellion to assassinate the emperor! Sin is unforgivable! ”

Hearing that her parents had been questioned, Wei Qingluan roared, her eyes were about to split, and she struggled to get up, and the sharp Changge instantly pierced her shoulder, and immediately the blood flowed.

"Stand down!" Xiao Boyan hurriedly shouted.

Changge, who was holding Jianing, withdrew, and Jin Wuwei was still around not far away.

Jianing got up from the ground, her long hair had fallen from the bun on top of her head, sticking to her blood-stained cheeks, and the former high-flying county lord was like a lost dog, struggling to stand up straight.

Xiao Boyan stood more than ten steps in front of her, staring at her crumbling figure, his eyes flashed with complexity, and he suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart.

"Jianing, I asked someone to send you back, you are obedient...... I am not to blame for this matter. ”

Jianing sneered, stabilized her figure slightly, and looked mockingly at the jade-like man in front of her like a sword carving, thinking that back then, she just saw him like this at a glance, and since then she has sunk.

I'm so sorry.

"Xiao Boyan! Let me ask again! Where are my father and my mother? ”

Her parents are by no means rebels, but Xiao Boyan's reputation is not right. There is still a trace of hope in my heart, hoping that my parents are still alive, and that there is still a trace of affection in front of this person, and there is no desperation to murder her relatives.

Xiao Boyan held one hand behind his back, the palm of his sleeve was tight, and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

"Xiao Boyan," Jianing was desperate at this time, tears rained down, and choked up: "As long as my parents are well, you can do whatever you want, I am willing to die......"

"Jianing, you go back first, I'll ......" Xiao Boyan didn't finish speaking, the wind-robed woman on the high platform stumbled and shook off the support of the maid, and shouted loudly: "Wei Qingluan!" Your parents are already dead after being given poison! The nine clans of the Wei family were ambushed! Thou art a rebel sinner, what is the face of you to question the Holy One! ”

Wei Qingluan, the former county lord of Jianing, the pearl of the eldest princess of Fule in the Great Qian Dynasty, and the only daughter of Wei Dehou, is now just a sinner who has slipped through the net, and she Fang Qingru is now the queen of the new emperor, and there is no need to be with such fools.

Jianing's mind was buzzing, although she had heard some before, but she still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that this was someone else's intention to disrupt the court with her, but ......

She looked back at the dead men who had come with her, and numbly saw the slender figure already lying in the blood.

Xiao Luo, her senior brother, the person who brought her here, no matter what his purpose was or who instructed him, now that the person is dead, what she owes him can only be repaid in the next life.

Turning her head, Mu Ran looked at the new emperor who came step by step, Xiao Zhen Xiao Boyan, hatred rolled in her chest, and when he approached her, she moved.

The hidden blade in his sleeve popped out and stabbed the man in the abdomen.

Looking at the consternation in his eyes, she looked indifferent.

Suddenly, I felt a chill in my heart, and I looked down to see a bloody blade tip peeking out of my chest.

Suddenly, the tip of the blade retracted, carrying her body backwards.

Blood splattered out of his chest, like a mist of blood in the sky, spilling on Xiao Boyan's chest and face, he covered his abdomen with one hand, opened his mouth in horror, stepped forward, and reached out to grab the fallen body.

The whole world seemed to be silent, and Wei Qingluan fell heavily on his back on the carved dragon pill made of white marble.

The sky was blue, there were a few white clouds floating, and the sun was already westerly.

Now the temperature is no longer cold, it's almost to the valley rain, the mother said, after the valley rain, it will be the flower festival, so that you can remember the solar terms.

She is so stupid, she still can't remember the twenty-four solar terms of the year, she only remembers that the Flower Dynasty Festival was after the valley rain and before Xiaoman.

At that time, the peony in Beijing was just like her bright and bright dress, under the embroidered skirt with colorful gold thread and engraved silk, the treasure shoes inlaid with rare pearls were running briskly among the flowers.

"Brother Bo Yan is here, hurry up and find that gauze skirt to come out, I want to change it."

"Mother, you go and ask your uncle to give me a decree to give me a marriage, I want to marry Brother Boyan."

The mother smiled gently: "I'm not ashamed, you're only twelve years old, do you know what marriage is?" ”

The little girl lay on her mother's lap and smiled, "You know, just like you and your father, you live in the same house." ”