It rained for three days in Kyoto, and just after the time of the curfew, a thick mist rose and the chill hit people.

A horse-drawn carriage sped down the deserted street, its wheels crushing heavily on the bluestone slabs, startling both sides of the stall and heading south.

In the carriage sat a woman, her hands carefully propped up her bulging belly, as if she did not want the bumps of the carriage to startle the child in her belly. Beside the woman sat a young woman, carrying a burden on her left and right shoulders, who was supposed to be the woman's maid.

"Ma'am, nothing will happen......" The young woman looked around before she said in a very small voice.

The woman sighed, her frown slightly relaxed, and it was an answer to the maid. Although everything was in order, her heart was still uneasy, and every day that this matter was not handled properly, it would torment her for a day. Thinking of this, the woman stroked her stomach a few times, and there was only determination in her eyes.

The carriage easily passed the guard at the south gate and headed for the forest outside the city.

The south gate of Kyoto was guarded by a new guard tonight, and his heart pounded as he watched the carriage go away. The boss only said that the car that came at midnight tonight was directly released, but it didn't say what the car came from. The gold in the car shimmered in the moonlight, and the word 'palace' was clearly engraved in the lower right corner.

The palace surname is royal.

The guard slumped to the ground, and he vaguely felt that he was unconsciously caught up in a great conspiracy.

In Kyoto, the last rays of moonlight are also covered by dark clouds.

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Cheng Xiuyi was born in a village called "Guawa", Guawa, Huna, Donggu, and Xigu are four villages around Dalicheng, although they are villages, but the population is not very large, and there are two or three hundred families in Guawa alone. Since Cheng Xiuyi can remember, she has no parents, only a grandfather who strikes iron in the village, fortunately, Xiuyi's memory of her parents is almost zero, so this incident did not cause any harm to her.

"The dog must have learned some new moves in Dali, otherwise how could he have defeated me?" Cheng Xiuyi grinned at the pain of the wound on her knee, her big eyes like crystal grapes were wet, and she was like a frightened puppy.

Cheng Laosan used a hot towel to clean the wound little by little, and his old face was full of distress, so he couldn't figure out that Xiuyi was a good little girl who preferred to fight. But let's talk about her a few words, the bean-sized tears are flowing down, where is Cheng Laosan willing to give up? He looked at the little girl in front of him, and his eyebrows fluttered to describe her life-and-death battle with the dog, but his mind recalled the rainy night ten years ago.

The night was thunderous and thunderous, and the rain was heavy. Cheng Laosan boiled the last pot of molten iron and was about to sleep, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and the thick smell of blood and scorching came with the wind.

"Yuan'er, you ......"

"Dad, Madame is dead, and I won't be able to escape for long. This child, in the future, will follow your surname Cheng, and Mrs. will give the name Xiuyi. Never let her go back to Kyoto......" Cheng Yuan'er sent the baby girl to Cheng Laosan, stretched out her charred black hand to wipe away her tears.

The baby cried, Cheng Laosan's faint eyes welled up with tears, the embarrassed, blood-stained woman who left in a hurry and the young maid in the carriage were the same person, and it was also his daughter Cheng Yuaner, who had not seen her for many years, and had never thought that it was such a difference.

What happened in Kyoto? What kind of fate does that noble lady want to keep even if she dies? Cheng Laosan was blown by the cold wind for a long time, and the smell of fire brought by Cheng Yuan'er gradually diffused in the air. And he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Grandpa, my good grandfather, have you listened to me?" Cheng Xiuyi was talking about the excitement of the decisive battle, but she saw that her only audience was distracted, and her cherry mouth pursed slightly.

Cheng Laosan lovingly stroked Xiuyi's seaweed-like hair and asked, "Xiuyi, do you want to hear your mother's story?" ”

Cheng Xiuyi thought for a while and replied, "I want to think about it, but grandpa wants to listen to my story first!" ”

Cheng Laosan was amused by Xiuyi's words, and woke up from the sad memories, if he could, Cheng Laosan would like to guard this secret for the rest of his life, as long as Xiuyi can grow up safely, but how long can he take care of her as a blacksmith?

Cheng Xiuyi has been smart since she was a child, she can see a little bit of an adult's face at a glance, Cheng Laosan now has something in his heart, he wants to speak for a while, and he is sad for a while. Cheng Xiuyi regretted that she couldn't finish the end of the decisive battle, but she still said sweetly: "Grandpa, I remembered that I made an appointment with the dog and the tiger today, and I will come back in the evening to tell you the end of the story." ”

"That Xiuyi, don't go home crying again, pay attention."

Cheng Xiuyi waved his hand and ran towards the village. In fact, she lied, and after being defeated by the dog, the two were already "enemies", so how could they ask out to play? But the little woman can bend and stretch, and it is not impossible to enjoy her face and play with him for a while.

Before Cheng Xiuyi walked to the door of the dog's house, he saw a group of people surrounded by the roadside, among which several women were Aunt Li and Aunt Wang, whom Cheng Xiuyi was quite afraid of. If someone doesn't know about Guawa Village, they will go and talk to these two women, and they will definitely know who has something going on, and they are definitely at the forefront of information. No, whose family is having an accident to see the excitement?

Cheng Xiuyi rolled her eyes in her heart, but on the surface she had an innocent smile.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Li, what's wrong? What are you doing here? ”

"Yo, isn't this the little grandson of the Cheng family?" Wang Gu smiled strangely. "This is the dog's family is moving to Dahliia! A few of us came to see if we could help. ”

"Aunt Wang, don't call me a dog! That's a nickname, you know? "A dark-skinned, thick-eyed boy rushed out of the house with chopsticks." If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, Rongsong is also! ”

Rong Song is more than sixteen this year, and the stubbornness from the teenager hangs on his immature face, and the dissatisfaction with the nickname makes him straighten his back, and he looks like he is going to fight with the broken woman.

Cheng Xiuyi on the side was stunned, she grew up with dogs and tigers since she was a child, how dare the dog not say a word and move to Dahlia without writing an application? Cheng Xiuyi's little face turned red, and the smell of betrayal that came from the sky made her stay put.

Rong Song's relatives do business in Dahlia, so he comes here every year to stay for a few months. After returning, Rong Song told Xiu Yi and Huzi with a look of longing that Dahlia is so magnificent and magnificent, even ten quacks are not enough to compare, and Dahlia is only the second largest city in the entire Da Zhen country, Rong Song said that his wish is to be able to see the capital of the Da Zhen country - Kyoto looks like. But Xiuyi and Huzi disagreed, they had never seen Dali, let alone Kyoto, and for them only this small village was everything.

Rong Song saw the petrified Cheng Xiuyi from a distance. He lowered his head and walked over with his fingers twisted, this was his aunt and grandmother, so he didn't dare to mention the matter of moving to Dalilia, and he couldn't hold it until he was bumped into by Xiuyi today.

"So this matter, does Huzi know?"

"Know ......"

"What about the stones? The stone shouldn't have known before me, who else ......?"

"Xiuyi, listen to me, they all know! Just help me hide it from you, I don't dare tell you, you're going to kill me. ”

Cheng Xiuyi seemed to have been struck by lightning, her two eyes were big and round, staring at Rong Song without blinking, Rong Song was anxious to scratch her head and grasp her hands, this situation was obviously difficult for a sixteen-year-old boy to deal with.

Cheng Xiuyi stared for a few minutes, feeling water coming out of her eyes and her eyelashes getting wet.

It turned out that this was the taste of separation, Xiuyi suddenly remembered that Cheng Laosan was smoking a big cigarette and talking about her mother, that is, Cheng Yuan's sad expression when she was a child, and now if she has a big cigarette, she will also smoke it.

"Xiuyi! It's okay if you hit me, you can scold me, don't cry! I'm most afraid of you crying! "Rongsong is sweating in this March season." I promise to come back to see you every year. ”

"Grandma, let's laugh...... Everyone knows that the one I can't worry about the most is you......"

"When I grow up, I will also go into business, and then make money to bring you and Huzi to Dali, we will always be good friends and not separated, will we?"

Cheng Xiuyi sniffed, wiped away her tears vigorously, and asked, "Really?" ”

"Really!" Rong Song nodded like pounded garlic.

Cheng Xiuyi finally burst into tears and laughed, stretched out his left hand and said, "Stamp, if you lie to me again, I will take the tiger to bite you!" ”

"Stamp!"

The two hands pressed a seal tightly.

The fifteen-year-old girl's heart had a strange sour feeling, her mother gave birth to her, and her father didn't know who it was, only a grandfather with gray hair and an old wrinkled face. Besides, the dog and the tiger five or six years ago, the two little children were not as tall as her, they could only have runny noses and cry, and Xiuyi played the role of the boss to protect them from bullying. Now, even they are going to be separated.

Rongsong's family left Guawa Village that night, Cheng Xiuyi stood at the entrance of the village and watched the people who were gradually moving away turn into small black dots, a piece of his heart was missing, tears were in his eyes, and he never kept it.

A crying girl can't be a hero, Cheng Xiuyi's life creed is to live like a warrior.

Cheng Xiuyi stepped back to the village at sunset, kicking the pebbles along the road while reminiscing, and the calm water lake was splashed by the stones, and then returned to its original state.

What is Dahlia like? Why is the brilliance of the dog's eyes so dazzling? Xiuyi has a fantasy about that strange city that she has never had before.