"You guys! You guys!"

Xiao Pinyan was so angry that he couldn't go up or down, and he wanted to scold Xiao Feida for a few words, but was interrupted by An Guogong.

"That's it! Don't make any noise! Everyone has their own difficulties, so you should stay by yourself and think about it. An Guogong made a gesture and motioned for Xiao Feida and Xiao Nuoxue to exit the library with him.

Xiao Nuoxue didn't want to leave, but was dragged out of the book pavilion by Xiao Feida in embarrassment.

And Xiao Pinyan finally threw his eyes at Xiao Nuoxue, desperate and relieved, with tears in his eyes, he knew that this was probably the last time he and his granddaughter would meet. His good granddaughter, who didn't marry a good family or have a good grandfather, is helpless in the palace, how should she live the rest of her life.........

is as strong as Xiao Pinyan, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and the old tears of crying on his face were as miserable as a child.

As soon as the three of them left, he was left alone in the pavilion, and it seemed empty all of a sudden, just like Xiao Pinyan's heart, a big hole was broken, and the cold wind was blowing all the time, and the cold and biting bones spread all over the four bones, and they couldn't warm up no matter how warm they were.

There was silence in all directions, and the charcoal fire burning in the warm niche occasionally burst out of the sparks of thunderbolts, Xiao Pinyan sat on the Taishi chair, his eyes glanced out of the window, and he saw an ancient pine tree transplanted by himself when he was named Shangshu standing alone, and the pine needles were like ink in the bleak midwinter, which seemed even more lonely.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was dark, he lit the oil lamp, slowly polished the ink, picked up the pen and wrote down the guilty ministers word by word.

The time of a stick of incense seemed to be a day, he finished writing with difficulty, and covered the roll of rice paper with trembling hands, and was about to put it in the brocade box, Xiao Nuoxue suddenly pushed the door in with red eyes, holding a cup of steaming Longjing green tea, which was his grandfather's favorite tea......

Xiao Pinyan's eyes couldn't help but be hot, and he almost cried.

"Grandfather, we have decided, the Xiao family wants to advance and retreat with grandfather, life and death, and if you want Nuo Xue to watch your grandfather suffer, Nuo Xue really can't do it." Xiao Nuoxue's eyes like walnuts were full of sadness.

Xiao Pinyan looked at Xiao Nuoxue steadily, and his heart was very touched.

Unexpectedly, he Xiao Pinyan has lived a lifetime, and when he is coming, he only has a granddaughter who feels sorry for himself, I don't know if he is too failed or his Xiao family is too ruthless.......

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other speechlessly, and they both knew in their hearts that now that they had no way to live at this point.

Xiao Pinyan lowered his head and continued to place the guilty ministers, and said in a dumb voice: "This disaster was brought on by my grandfather himself, and it is none of your business. ”

"Grandfather's voice is hoarse, let's take a sip of tea. It's the granddaughter who is not filial, and you must not blame me. ”

Xiao Nuoxue's heart was sour, and the crystal clear tears on her face seemed to slide down her cheeks, silently smashing on the ground one by one, and also on Xiao Pinyan's heart, making him even more uncomfortable.

It is precisely because he loves Nuo Xue and wants to plan for her that he thinks of asking for the abolished concubine, and now he has lost his life without checking the treacherous scheme, and he is all to blame for himself.

I hope that after his death, the prince can treat Nuo Xue well, and at least leave her life better than an unjustly unjustly killed in the palace.

Xiao Pinyan sighed, picked up the teacup and drank a sip of Longjing to moisten his throat: "Grandfather loves you the most, how can I blame you?" Grandfather also figured out that there are not many days to live at an old age, and if my head can save your life, then grandfather is willing to sacrifice his head. Go and summon your father in, Nos, for I have something to say to him. ”

"Yes." Xiao Xuenuo lowered his head in answer and walked out of the library obediently.

Xiao Pinyan sat back on the chair tiredly, holding the suicide note and the guilty minister's endowment in his hand, and sat quietly behind the desk waiting for Xiao Feida, but it was very strange that he waited for half a stick of incense and still didn't see his son.

Xiao Pinyan felt strange, stood up and wanted to step out of the library, but suddenly a whirlwind of heaven and earth struck, and the whole person couldn't stand steadily, he barely held on to the corner of the table and sat back slowly, there seemed to be something flowing out of his nose, he reached out to wipe it, and the scarlet in his palm turned out to be his nosebleed!

He subconsciously looked at the cup of tea he had just drunk, the cup of green tea was no different from what he drank on weekdays, but his stomach was turning over and he just wanted to gag, he stroked his chest a few times, and vomited a pool of warm blood.

The pool of blood, red and gorgeous, splashed on the desk, splashing the guilty conferencing he had just paid.

Xiao Pinyan didn't have time to panic, the poison eroded the internal organs and had no medicine to treat, his body slowly lay down, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a desolate smile.

It is said that tigers do not eat their children, and their sons can kill their fathers when they are hungry......

Xiao Pinyan slowly closed his eyes, and there was a tear in the corner of his eyes when he was dying......

After Xiao Pinyan died in anger, Xiao Feida and An Guogong rushed in with a few cronies, hung the two-foot white silk on the beam, and hung him up after making a dead knot steadily.

Xiao Feida took out the suicide note and the guilty minister's fu from the dead palm of Xiao Pinyan's hand, spread the two things on the table to create the illusion of self-judgment, and then led people out of the library, and said a few words to Xiao Nuoxue who was guarding outside, and then let her get into the carriage and gallop towards the East Palace.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, Xiao Pinyan hanged himself in Shangshu's mansion.

On the same morning, the half-foot-high threshold could no longer stop the cold, and a thick layer of hoarfrost formed on it.

Shuangshuang woke up leisurely on the rosewood bed in the Yang Palace, and habitually touched the position where Shen Mushi slept, it was cold and cold, and there was no trace of depression on the pillow, so it can be seen that His Royal Highness did not go back to the palace to sleep last night.

Last night, Li Chuntang came to report that Xiao Nuoxue returned to the East Palace to ask for a meeting.

At that time, the two had already fallen asleep, and His Royal Highness still got up in his clothes and kissed her lightly on the forehead, and said lightly: "I'll go back when I go, and if I'm sleepy, go to sleep first." ”

Shuangshuang felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if he returned to the night of the wedding, His Royal Highness also put on his clothes and left, leaving her alone in the empty room for Xiaoshuang.......

Her fingertips twisted the corners of Shen Mushi's clothes, and said with a serious face: "I'm not sleepy, I'll wait for you to come back and sleep." ”

Shen Mushi glanced at the corner of his clothes that were caught by Shuangshuang, and said with a light smile: "What are you doing, I won't run away, be good, go to sleep first, I'll go back when I go." ”

It was only after he hugged him that he was relieved and let go of Shen Mushi's wide sleeves.

However, when she endured until she arrived, His Highness still did not return.

Both sat up nervously, and one began to think crankily.

She had heard Lu Yi say that Xiao Nuoxue was sent out of the East Palace, why did she return to the East Palace?

It has been almost an hour since His Royal Highness went to the Danzhu Courtyard where Xiao Nuoxue lived, why didn't he come back?

Is it because you want to stay in Xiao Nuoxue?

Didn't you promise yourself that you would have no two concubines? Or doesn't a concubine count?

Should someone be sent to visit?

But last time, when he just disturbed Shen Mu by mistake, he caused such a big turmoil, and after thinking about it, he still forgot it. He lay down again, tossing and turning, and could not sleep until the light of day.

The temple was full of daylight, but there was no temperature at all, only with the skylight illuminating the caisson and the room. It's already four quarters.

He didn't return all night.

Shuangshuang felt a sour feeling in his heart, and he didn't know how to get rid of it. He sat up, put on his robe, and whispered through the curtain: "Ning Que? ”

The people who serve in the Weiyang Hall should be on duty by Ning Que today. As soon as he called, Ning Que answered. It can be seen that he has been waiting by his side for a long time.

"Niangniang, the slave maid is here, do you want to get up and freshen up?" Ning Que knelt respectfully outside the curtain.

"yes, okay." Both agreed, lifted the curtain, and let Ning Que help him up. I slept very badly last night, and I woke up from my sleep, and now my whole body aches and I feel dizzy.

casually asked Ning Que and the others to bring water to wash themselves, and when they asked Ning Que to change their clothes, they both asked softly, "Your Highness, have you ever come back?"

"No, His Highness has never returned to Weiyang Palace." Ning Que hesitated, but still told Shuangshuang truthfully. I have mixed feelings in my heart. Everyone knows that the prince loves the crown princess, but he didn't expect that His Royal Highness left Weiyang Hall in the middle of the night last night and went to the Danzhu Courtyard, and he didn't return overnight. I don't know how uncomfortable the princess feels in her heart.

"Did His Highness stay with Xiao Meiren last night?" both of them were stunned in their hearts, hesitating whether to ask, or to ask.

"Your Highness, his slave and maid don't know." Ning Que gritted his teeth, and could only be called ignorant.