Yan Liwu still remembers that when she was a child, her grandfather told her that nightmares are a very annoying guy, but nightmares are not terrible, it will retreat when it encounters strong and brave children, and only the timid will be bullied by nightmares.

For example, the last time she was exhausted by the demons in her heart.

For Bi Xiao's situation, Yan Li's worries are very understandable, seeing that the only relative is not dead or alive, he can't wake up for a long time, and it doesn't hurt to be fragile, no matter how Bi Xiao is a woman; As for the nightmare that frightened Bi Xiao, at first Yan Liwu thought it was just a dream like Xiao Bo, until the fourth day after Mu Jiuge left, Xiao Bo called her to the side courtyard with a pale face, and trembled and went straight to the wall.

On the snow-covered eaves, a deep footprint is clearly visible.

"Was this the case before I came back? I mean Bi Xiao. He handed Xiao Bo to the inner hall with Bi Xiao on his back, and his brows were tightly locked.

Xiao Bo shook his head: "Before, grandmothers would have nightmares, but they never shouted that someone sneaked in." The last time it snowed here in Dingyuan County was the day you and Mu Daxia came, and the footprints were obviously left later, and I guess ......"

In the remaining half of the sentence, Xiao Bo didn't say it explicitly, but he knew what he wanted to say, and this was also her guess.

The person who infiltrated the Dingyuan Palace, Xu followed her to this place.

Who is it? The people of Helian Ming? Lonely water? Or are there other forces hostile to her?

Yan Liwu sat alone in the room and pondered for a long time, no matter what kind of speculation was possible or impossible, thinking that he had a splitting headache later, there was still no result.

After confirming that there was indeed an unknown person haunting the Dingyuan Palace, Xiao Bo immediately instructed his subordinates to guard it strictly, specially arranged for two small servants to watch over the house at night, and personally went to the palace to explain the situation, asking if there were any thieves who had climbed over the wall and entered the hospital recently.

The result is naturally nowhere to be found.

In order to ensure the safety of Bi Xiao, Yan Liwu also moved to live in a side courtyard, which is only separated by a wall from Bi Xiao - it stands to reason that with Bi Xiao's kung fu there is no need to be afraid of anyone sneaking in, but now is a special period, as soon as Bi Xiao falls off the cliff, hurts his muscles and bones, and the injury has not completely healed, and his movement is inevitably restricted; Second, with her current mental state, she may be frightened by any disturbance, so the person with the best kung fu in the entire Dingyuan Royal Mansion has become the one who needs to be protected by everyone.

After seven or eight days of nightmares, more than a dozen times in the middle of the night, not only Bi Xiao, but also other people in the mansion were also tossed physically and mentally exhausted, and the mysterious footprints appeared more than once without any other moves, which shrouded the sky over the Dingyuan Palace.

When I got up early in the morning and saw that the sky outside was hazy, and the snowflakes were fluttering one after another, I couldn't keep my spirits up, because the bad rest caused the joy reaction to be more serious, which made her in a state of powerlessness all the time.

"Second young grandmother, it's time for Laba Festival, taking advantage of today's beautiful snow scene, you might as well go to the market with the eldest young grandmother, it's lively!" When Xiao Bo came with hot tea, his face was full of enthusiasm, and he was still holding an empty cloth bag in his hand, "If the second young grandmother goes to the market, she will bring some dried red dates back by the way, there is not much left in the house, not enough to make Laba porridge." ”

Although there are only a few subordinates left in Dingyuan Palace, it has not yet reached the point where the master has to go out to buy things, Yan Liwu understands that Xiao Bo wants to use this as an excuse to let her go out for a walk and relax, although she is a little tired, she still can't bear to let Xiao Bo be disappointed.

Yan Liwu went to find Bi Xiao, and Bi Xiao spent half a day going back to the room to check Wen Mohong, and the two did not leave the palace until Chen. After walking around the market for most of the day, Bi Xiao and Yan Liwu, who had never been interested in fat powder, did not buy much, but their mood was indeed much better than Xiao Bo hoped.

However, as soon as he returned to the Dingyuan Palace, this good mood was scattered by the frightened faces of the subordinates.

Seeing that Yan Liwu and Bi Xiao came back, Xiao Bo hurriedly stepped forward and invited the two into the inner hall, saying that there was something to discuss, but when they arrived in the inner hall, they couldn't say anything, and they didn't even have a complete word for a long time; The other subordinates also gathered outside and pretended to work, blocking the road to the side courtyard without a trace.

Yan Liwu felt strange, and after exchanging looks with Bi Xiao, he planned to go to the side courtyard to have a look, Xiao Bo immediately turned white, and said that he would not let them pass, but the inexplicable behavior made Yan Liwu more certain, what happened in the house, and it was in the side courtyard.

Ignoring Xiao Bo's obstruction, Yan Liwu pushed away the people and broke into the side courtyard, and on the high snowdrift piled up in the corner, a few lines of ink pierced the eyes.

The demon girl should die to avenge the prince.

The two rows of characters are crooked and unrecognizable, the black characters on the white background are extremely eye-catching, and the floating surface has been shoveled away, revealing a lighter layer of ink and a newer snow color underneath.

That way, it's even more glaring.

"Second young grandmother...... Xiao Bo blamed himself for the pale face of his words for a moment, and his guilty tone was crying, "It's that I'm useless, I've worked in the house for most of my life, and I can't even look at my home well, so I let some bastards mess in and mess around...... Second young grandmother, don't be angry, don't be angry......"

With a slight pain in his lower abdomen, Yan Liwu gently pressed his stomach and took two steps back, shook his head, and showed that he was not angry.

In fact, even Yan Liwu felt surprised by herself, surprised by her own peace - she was really not angry, nor was she aggrieved, as if she had known that there would be this day.

The death of King Dingyuan is undoubtedly the pain of the people of Dingyuan County and even the Yuan Kingdom, and she is inseparable from the tragedy, and she can even be said to be the root cause, she always thinks that she has an unshirkable responsibility, even if someone blames her and hates her for this, it is also a matter of course.

"The snowdrifts have been shoveled, and staying here is also a block. Uncle Xiao, in the past two days, the house has been busy making laba porridge, and there are always people coming in and out of the house, so let everyone keep an eye on it, don't teach people to make trouble in the house, it won't sound good when it spreads. Calmly commanded, Yan Liwu turned his head to look at Bi Xiao, and said softly, "Bi Xiao, you should pay more attention to the big brother's side, if there is really a bad guy sneaking in, the big brother must be aware of it, and he is inconvenient, and he is also the most dangerous one." ”

Bi Xiao was looking at the snowdrift in a daze, and it took a long time before she answered, gasping with worry: "Worry, it's you who should be careful." Today is just a threat, I'm afraid that person will attack you directly next time, in case something happens......"

"I'll take care of myself, don't worry."

With this one sentence, there was nothing else to say, looking at the dirty snowdrift thoughtfully.

She always felt ...... Something wasn't quite right, I couldn't tell the truth, but this feeling had been vague since she returned to the Dingyuan Palace.

In the dark, there are a pair of eyes that are always staring at her, like a shadow.

She was disappointed that she had been sleepless all night, hoping to hear something, or if someone had crept in to find out, and to her disappointment, it was silent outside the house until dawn the next day.

Although I didn't want time to go too fast, Laba still came quietly in a heavy snowfall.

In the years of wolf smoke and hustle and bustle, only Dingyuan County can be as peaceful and tranquil as usual, the people are holding Laba porridge to celebrate the Ruixue Zhaofeng Year, and some people carry the New Year's goods saved in this year, quietly put them in front of the Dingyuan Palace, so that in the evening, all kinds of rice, noodles, meat and vegetables in front of the gate have been piled up like a hill.

King Dingyuan, who loves the people like a son, is gone, but the people still have the habits of the past, but they can't help but sigh with regret when they leave quietly.

Year after year, the snow is the same, and things are not people.

On that day, Yan Li's smile was gentle, but he was often distracted when no one was around, looking at the wide open vermilion lacquer wooden door, as if he was looking forward to something.

What about the warmth of the ink? He said he would come back to reunite with her, why hasn't he been seen until now?

Yan Liwu didn't want to panic, but she couldn't stop panicking, she had no way of knowing if something was going on in Wanxia, even if she kept telling herself that she shouldn't be cranky, she was still entangled in headaches by heart-pounding speculation all the time.

"Leave your worries, rest, senior brother will naturally come when it's time to come, your anxious waiting will only affect your body."

Bi Xiao's persuasion had no effect - it didn't matter which day, but on this day, he was as anxious as if he had drilled the tip of the horns.

Her patience was about to be exhausted by the long separation.

On the eighth day of the lunar month, the weather was cold and frozen, and the heavy snow that lasted all day did not stop, Yan Li sat in the bedroom of the side courtyard with a hand stove, his fingertips touched the sword that Wen Moqing had used, and suddenly recalled all kinds of things since he met.

All of this is unforgettable, and she never imagined that one day she would become a warm wife.

This happiness came unexpectedly and went hard.

"Don't worry, I'll go see Mo Hong, and I'll talk to you later." Bi Xiao, who lived next to him, pushed the door into the house, and sighed deeply as he looked at the depressed Yan Li.

moved to live in a deserted courtyard, originally so that Bi Xiao would not be noisy when he had nightmares at night, but who knew that after a few days, he would change - Bi Xiao was no longer a big problem, although he would still have nightmares, but his spirit was getting better day by day; However, the words and worries became more and more haggard as the days went by, and the eyes of waiting and looking forward made everyone in the house feel distressed.

Listening to Bi Xiao's footsteps getting farther and farther, the smile that Yan Li barely squeezed out slowly scattered.

After about two teas, there was a small sound in the remoteness, and Yan Liwu thought that Bi Xiao had returned, but he couldn't find any sound after listening carefully.

Could it be an uninvited infiltrator?

Finally there was something to divert his attention, Yan Liwu put down the stove and walked to the door, and listened carefully for a while.

Even though it's small, there's still a bit of rustling.

Holding his breath and pressing his ear to the door, Yan Liwu tried to discern where the sound was coming from, and finally determined after a loud noise that someone was hiding on the roof.

Yan Liwu didn't want to shout and startle the snake, and at the same time he was afraid that the people who sneaked into the mansion would jump over the wall and hurt other people, so he looked around, hesitated for a moment, picked up the sword that Wen Moqing had used, took a deep breath, and slammed the door open.

The moment the wind and snow outside the door swept into the room, Yan Li exerted his strength and jumped to the roof on the railing of the verandah, and as soon as his eyes crossed the eaves, he saw a person in a black night suit standing alertly on the roof.

The man was dressed in black, almost blending in with the darkness of the night, and if it weren't for something in his hand, he wouldn't have been able to see what he was doing.

And the moment he saw the things in the man's hands, his heart sank suddenly, and the secret was not good.

A torch, half a barrel of oil, the man seemed to have expected that Yan Li Wu would come to check, and when Yan Li Wu appeared, he did not hesitate to pour oil on her.