After Dendrobium left, Weiyang Palace was completely cold again, and the red light of the red candle came out from behind the screen, separating Weiyang Palace into two worlds.

He Jingying opened the window, and there were several guards standing outside the window, and when she saw He Jingying, she looked away. He Jingying stood in front of the window for so long, watching the sunset in the west, and then to the moon.

She was still standing in front of the window until the guard in front of the window changed shifts.

Under the moonlight, the crows let out an unpleasant cry and flapped their wings and flew into the distance. The blood in the square in front of the Jinluan Hall has not yet been washed, and the body of Xiao Luan in the Jinluan Hall is gradually decaying on a summer night.

Xiao Huatuo, Tuoba Xian, and Shen Wenji, these people are like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark and spitting snake letters.

All the unbearable, hypocritical, and gloomy, these hideous faces are what the world should be.

He Jingying remembered the defeat of the previous dynasty, remembered that her mother-in-law died at the same time as the abolished emperor of the previous dynasty, the situation was treacherous, and the same thing was repeated in this world. People with a body of wind died in front of the Jinluan Palace, such as these guards, palace people, such humble people struggled to survive.

When those guards stood silently in front of the Jinluan Hall all night, waiting for her to clean up the prince's body, He Jingying still felt that the human heart was there. Because while they are struggling to survive, they use another way to express their emotions.

In the dark mud, there are still people's hearts, which is probably the only thing that can make He Jingying feel warm.

He Jingying thought of Xiao Lian, a person who grew up by absorbing the power of sunshine, and was incompatible with this hideous world. He Jingying raised her hand and touched her lips, as if the scorching temperature had not dissipated.

Xiao Lian must have been very disappointed.

He Jingying smiled a little pale. She was ashamed and reluctant. But she didn't deserve to keep him. He didn't belong to this world, and it was just an accident, a mistake from the beginning.

If she had died under that arrow feather in Stone City, if she had sunk at the bottom of the pond in the ghost, if she hadn't kissed him in Zhuyi, Xiao Lian wouldn't have stayed in this world and wouldn't have been hurt so much.

There is no sunshine in this world, and no one knows who the next winner will be. A person as pure as Xiao Lian shouldn't live such a life.

The battlefield is the battlefield of this world, not his.

He Jingying's finger joints grasping the window frame were slightly white. If she was already dead, Xiao Lian would have left, right?

There is also the issue of spreading the news out of the palace, He Jingying thought about it, the only person she could trust in this palace was Dendrobium. The only way is to spread the news along with the delivery of the Gong bucket, and the news will be passed out of the palace first, and then sent by the people outside the palace to the mass grave or Stone Town.

Although there is no guarantee that the news will really reach Uncle Zhou Feng, it seems that this is the only way now.

The night passed quickly, and the morning sun shone half-brightly and half-darkly on the window frame, and gradually moved to the carpet of Weiyang Palace.

He Jingying knocked on the window frame and waited for Dendrobium to come and collect the bucket. It's just that the sunlight has moved to the main gate of Weiyang Palace, and Dendrobium has not come.

After waiting for a long time, the palace gate of Weiyang Palace was finally knocked. He Jingying hurriedly got up and opened the door, and there was a strange eunuch standing at the door. He Jingying frowned and looked at the eunuch.

The eunuch looked at He Jingying cautiously: "Niangniang, I'm here to collect the bucket." ”

He Jingying had a bad premonition in her heart: "Shi ...... What about the eunuchs who came yesterday? ”

As soon as the eunuch spoke, the folds on his face were piled together, and he said with a bitter face: "He hanged himself." Lately, only the minions have been working alone. ”

He Jingying's brain exploded, like thunder. She looked at the eunuch blankly: "What did you say?" ”

The eunuch was frightened by He Jingying's look, and for a while he only dared to shrink in the corner obscenely.

"Where's the others?"

The eunuch snorted: "I saw him dead early in the morning, and he had already been shipped out." It was shipped out with this morning's Gong bucket. ”

He Jingying's voice was hoarse: "Where did you send it?" ”

The eunuch replied with a smile: "Where can people like us go?" It can only be thrown in mass graves. If you have nothing to do, I'll go and send the gong bucket first, I'm the only one to work today, and there are still many palaces to collect one by one. ”

Since the eunuch said the three words of mass grave, the rest of the eunuch's words He Jingying could no longer be heard.

Dendrobium committed suicide and was buried in a mass grave.

Tears gradually accumulated in He Jingying's eyes. Why bother? There can be another way. As long as there are people outside the palace who are willing to spread the news, why do they have to die?

Xiao Huatuo walked in with the sunshine, glanced at He Jingying's expression, and said strangely: "What's wrong with you?" ”

He Jingying forced her tears back and swallowed them in her stomach. She looked at Xiao Huatuo coldly: "What are you doing here?" ”

Xiao Hua Tuo smiled: "This entire palace will be mine." Is there any place I can't go? ”

"Really?" He Jingying squinted at Xiao Huatuo: "I think Tuoba Xian and Shen Wenji don't think so." Can you really sit in that position? ”

Xiao Huatuo looked at He Jingying gloomily: "Princess, you are still trying to sow discord when you are unable to protect yourself?" ”

He Jingying said flatly: "Isn't what I said the truth?" Tuoba Xian just wanted to take half of the Southern Qi Dynasty without spending a single soldier, and he didn't care who sat in that position at all. Shen Wenji just doesn't want to be a sinner in the world. After you sit in that position, half of the country will return to the Northern Wei Dynasty, and when the people's resentment is boiling, he will raise an army to fight again, and the blood debt on your body will be enough for him to chop you into meat sauce. ”

"He, Shen Wenji, has to wait for that day!" Xiao Huatuo smiled sarcastically: "There is still a person sitting in the Jinluan Palace, if he Shen Wenji wants to sit, I can also send him to sit up." ”

Xiao Huatuo said lazily again: "It's just that it's hot in summer, and the corpse of Xichanghou has only been released for so many days and has begun to grow maggots." I just took a look, and you don't know how beautiful the white maggots look when they climb on that dragon chair. It is worthy of being a pampered person, and the maggots that have grown after death are fatter than those on poor families. ”

He Jingying was disgusted when she heard it.

Xiao Huatuo was in a good mood when he saw He Jingying's blue face, and took out a piece of paper from his arms and put it on the table: "This is the wedding date, are you satisfied?" ”

He Jingying frowned and glanced at it, her "wedding date" was half a month later.

Xiao Huatuo looked at He Jingying with a smile: "You don't have to worry about my affairs, you should take care of yourself." ”

Xiao Huatuo glanced at He Jingying contemptuously and turned to leave. The door of the temple slowly closed again.

He Jingying picked up the paper from the table and held it tightly in her hand.

On the fifteenth, it is only the fifteenth, and I don't know if the news of Dendrobium can be delivered to Uncle Zhou Feng. I don't know if I can still see the day when Uncle Zhou Feng led the troops into Beijing.

I don't know if Xiao Lian has left.

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