Chapter Eighty-Five: Cold and Indifferent
A black shadow disappeared into the night and entered Chaohui Xuan.
In the room, Shen Yang took off the mask on his face, changed into a night robe, picked up the Luo Chen sword on the sword stand, and entered the secret passage.
Mo Yange gave up on her, but he wouldn't, so far in his life, except for Mo Yange, this is the first person he cares about.
He wanted her to live, and no one could hurt her.
Inside the prison of Dali Temple.
Hua Sheng curled up in the corner of the cell, looking at the cold moonlight through a small window on the wall, and kept recalling what Jiang Baiheng said during the day over and over again in her mind.
Is it only when she dies that she can get rid of that tragedy?
On that day, she made a total of two divinations.
In the first hexagram, she saw the last day of the five dates, but in the end she couldn't find evidence, Mo Yange pleaded guilty in order to let her live, and took all the blame alone.
Later, she was indeed released, and Mo Yange was confiscated for killing officials and sentenced to be beheaded after the autumn.
But before the autumn queen, the eldest prince rebelled, and the third prince lost his military support, and was finally killed by the eldest prince.
The second hexagram, the eldest prince ascended the throne, the country was called Jian'an, addicted to beauty, singing songs every night, mediocre, and the people were bored.
In the fifth year of Jian'an, the new emperor of Beidi Kingdom ascended the throne, from north to south, all the way to Kyoto of Anyang Kingdom, and the soldiers came to the city, and Anyang perished in September of the same year.
"If I die, will all this change?"
In the darkness of the night, Hua Sheng kept asking herself.
……
"Flower fungus, flower fungus ......"
In her sleep, she heard a man's voice calling out to her, and searching for the sound, a dark purple figure appeared in her dream, with half a silver mask on her face......
"Hua Sheng, wake up ......"
Hua Sheng woke up suddenly, only to realize that it was a dream, and the moment she opened her eyes, a man appeared in front of her, watching her.
"Who are you?"
Hua Sheng woke up, looked around, there was no one, remembered that Luo Bai was killed last night, a trace of fear was born in his heart, and he retreated again and again.
"I'm Croton!"
"Croton?"
Hua Sheng looked at the person in front of him, and heard that the voice was indeed Croton, but this was the first time he had seen him take off his mask.
At first, she thought that he had disfigured his appearance, so she kept wearing a mask, but at this moment, there was no scar on her handsome face.
"Come with me!"
As he spoke, the man pulled Hua Sheng up from the ground, took her hand and walked out.
"Where to go? I can't go! It's a jailbreak! ”
"If not, wouldn't it be possible that you will stay here and die?"
"Mo Yan Song will save me."
"He won't! He ......"
Shen Yang wanted to speak and stopped, he knew that if he told her what he heard, she would definitely be sad.
At the end, he paused and said: "The five-day deadline is coming soon, but now no one can find evidence to save you, Yange is trapped in the mansion and can't go anywhere." ”
Hua Sheng thought for a moment, and finally broke free from Shen Yang's hand and returned to the cell.
"You can't take me away, if I go, you will become a traitor who robs the prison, and you will definitely live a life of exile in the future, and you will no longer be able to show your true face openly, and I will not harm you."
"I've always lived in darkness, and I never cared about any light!"
The moonlight passed through the small window on the wall and hit Shen Yang's delicate face, cold and indifferent, which was different from the scorching heat of Moyan Song, more like the bright moon hanging outside the window for nine days, silent and indifferent, not eating the fireworks of the world......