Chu Qiao walked out of the Guard's Mansion and went directly to the horse farm, in front of him was a huge hillside planted with fine pasture grass moved from outside the pass, which was specially used to breed those war horses with good blood.

As I walked along the path, I saw a familiar figure in the stables ahead.

Yan Xun stood in front of the door of the stable, still holding the good horse and waiting for her as before, but the smile on her face had long since disappeared.

"Achu" Yan Xun faintly called this woman who made him helpless.

"Hmm." Chu Qiao responded lightly.

"Have you been to see He Xiao and them?" He continued.

"Hmm." Chu Qiao nodded his head.

Yan Xun looked at Chu Qiao, who was indifferent to him, although he was also a little cold in his heart, but he was always unable to make an indifferent look towards her, only a compromise temptation.

"Look, this is a good horse that the tribe has paid tribute to this year, and the quality is very good, do you want to go for a walk together?" Yan Xun's eyes were full of loneliness and sadness when he looked at her, and his words seemed to beg her, hoping that she would be able to respond to his invitation.

"I want to be alone, walk around." Chu Qiao just rejected him flatly.

"Achu, come back early, your body is important." Yan Xun closed his eyes, turned around and rode on his horse, and galloped away.

Chu Qiao walked into the stable, chose a war horse, rode and left the Yanwang Mansion, the horse ran at a uniform speed on the path between the mountains and gorges, facing the cold wind blowing, watching the ice lake and woods getting closer and closer, her mood became heavier and heavier.

The still snowy forest path, Chu Qiao rode his horse slowly, looking at the place covered by snow, the faint smell of blood still hadn't dissipated, and came to the place where he met Yu Wenyue for the first time in the ice lake, looking at the ice lake, as if he saw Yu Wenyue standing beside him again, looking at me quietly and listening to me.

Yu Wenyue, you said that if you had kept me by your side earlier, would there not have been this kind of life and death today.

Chu Qiao's mood was complicated at the moment, and after a short stay, he turned around and left the lake and continued to move forward. Suddenly, on the snow in front of me, I saw a dark thing, and Chu Qiao hurriedly jumped off his horse and ran over. Swept away the snow blocking it with his hand, only then did he see clearly, the original black thing, was actually a token, but this token has been seriously deformed, the middle of the token also penetrated a dagger blood mark, suddenly startled, recalled that day when I came, I happened to see Yue Qi, who had been seriously injured, was Cheng Kite with a war knife and dagger inserted into the body of this scene, at this moment she couldn't bear it anymore, anger made her decisively kill Chen Kite, and then saw Yue Qi's pleading eyes told her that people were in the ice lake, She may be too late if she doesn't go.

She clenched the token in her hand, tears slowly soaked her face, and kept telling herself in her heart that maybe he wasn't dead, maybe he was alive, maybe he could see each other again.

After a long time, Chu Qiao raised his head to put away his tears, rode on his horse and continued to ride towards Qianzhang Lake, the cold wind mixed with fine snow blew in his face.

At this time, she seemed to be enchanted, as if not far ahead, she could feel that there was someone there who was not going to leave for the rest of her life, waiting for her there.

On the edge of Qianzhang Lake, there was nothing but the white ice, there was no figure that made her look forward to it, and the tears broke down again, and her heart suddenly felt so painful.

She walked on the ice, looking for her memory, looking for where Yu Wenyue was at that time, and where she might be, just like that, watching, finding. I don't know how long it took, until Chu Qiao's eyes felt a spicy pain, but she still refused to give up, how eager she was, to find that subtle glimmer of hope.

The snow was drifting in the sky, slowly accumulating on Chu Qiao's body, and she sat on the ice to exercise her breath and regain her energy. When she opened her eyes again, there was a subtle silver light reflected on the surface of the lake, and she happened to see it, thinking that it might be the light reflected by the sun on the ice surface, but she couldn't help but feel that something was wrong, and got up and walked towards the point of light in confusion.

Getting closer and closer to the luminous point, Chu Qiao's eyes were getting wider and wider, her eyes were full of scorching brilliance, she suddenly squatted down to the ice, stretched out her hand with trembling, slowly approached the place of the light spot, reached out to pick it up, and looked carefully, her pupils suddenly contracted, her palms were clenched, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that it was a silver jewelry with a bundle of hair, which was clearly exactly the same as what Yu Wenyue was wearing that day, what does this mean?

The more she thought about it, the brighter the look in her eyes became, and the tears of expectation flowed silently down the corners of her eyes. There was a voice in her head that kept telling her that Yu Wenyue was probably not dead, someone had rescued him, and he was probably still alive.

Yes, if he is as witty as he is, he will not do anything that he is not sure of, and he will be safe.

Chu Qiao looked up at the clear sky, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger, and he smiled as relieved, as pure as a child!

She slowly got up, put her hair ornament in her underwear, stepped out of the lake, and rode back.

After returning to the Yanwang Mansion, Chu Qiao did not show anything unusual, quietly cultivating and angry in his courtyard, waiting for the opportunity.

The days passed like this, she drank nourishing and conditioning decoctions every day, ate nutritious meals, and recovered quickly from her tired spirit and previous injuries.

Zi Su around him also wrote to Yan Xun from time to time, reporting on Chu Qiao's recent situation, and in a blink of an eye, the New Year was approaching.

From time to time, I listened to Zisu relay the latest front-line situation, the battle of the border pass had ended many days ago, Chang'an issued an urgent edict to recruit Yuan Che to return to Beijing, Yuan Che had no choice but to withdraw his troops, Yan Xun took the opportunity to attack Yanming Pass, although it was not captured, but let Dawei lose more than 50,000 casualties, which is also a good New Year's gift.

Yan Xun rushed back the day before the New Year, and the small town of Biansai suddenly became the place where Emperor Yanbei celebrated the New Year.

Shiso brought new clothes early in the morning, it was a big red and gold-edged dress embroidered with hundreds of lilies worn by the lady of the main palace, which looked auspicious and festive, and it was just unfolded in front of Chu Qiao, but Chu Qiao looked uncomfortable, and felt that the color was like blood, spreading red, and he didn't even want to reach out and touch it.

"Shisu, I don't look comfortable with this dress, let's not wear this one and change it, just take the white plum blossom pleated glass skirt from last time."

"But the girl still has to wear some festive colors for the New Year, how beautiful it is!" Shisu took the dress and persuaded him.

"No, there are frequent battles at the border gates, and when I look at the blood-like red, I always feel uneasy in my heart." Her disapproving tone made Zisu reluctantly give up and continue to persuade and turned around to get her clothes.

She watched Shiso walk away, got up and walked to the table, poured a cup of tea and drank it, looking up at the snow outside the window, the snowflakes fell on the cold plums waiting to be released in the garden, dotted with the breath of midwinter, and the thoughts in her heart were also flowing.

After this year, I should also leave, so I simply found an opportunity to discuss with him the matter of leaving this place and returning to the interior of Yanbei, perhaps he was hoping that I would do so; What should Xiu Lijun do, is to continue to follow him, this is inevitably suspected by Yan Xun, but if he doesn't follow, with Yan Xun's temperament, it is estimated that he is more than lucky, and he has to think of a way.

At this time, Zisu's voice interrupted Chu Qiao's thoughts: "Girl, the clothes have been taken, Zisu will help you change them." ”

"Zisu, Yan Xun Kecheng is back." I asked lightly.

"Your Majesty has rushed back to the house, let's take a bath at this time, the girl misses Your Majesty! I don't know how happy Your Majesty would be to hear it! Zi Su joked with a smile, but he still helped Chu Qiao put on his dress and comb his hair in a bun without hurrying.

"Shisu, bring the cloak, I'll go out for a walk."

"No"

Yan Xun, who rushed back from Biansai, was bathing and changing clothes at this time, and when Yan Xun walked into the room where Chu Qiao lived, he found that there was no shadow of a beautiful woman in the room, everything was as usual, neat and clean.

He suddenly felt that the wind in Yanbei was so cold, and his heart suddenly went straight cold, looking at this neat and clean room, his heart suddenly panicked, and he hurriedly ran out. Walking between the sleeves scraped off a small thing on the desk, only to hear the sound of "pop", the crisp sound reached the ears, he lowered his head, only to see the faint lamplight, a long flute fell to the ground, the flute's mouth and the bottom of the jade mouth, are a little broken, cracks, broken jade reflects the faint candlelight, slightly dazzling.

Yan Xun stood there stunned, looking at the flute, and suddenly remembered Achu's words that day: "If Yu Wenyue dies in Yanbei, I will never forgive you." ”

"I'll never forgive you." He muttered to himself, repeating the phrase.