The light and shadow became dim in an instant, covering her brows, and seemed to have hidden the light in the prison, returning to the darkness that had been silent before.

It is terrifying.

King Guangling stood outside the cell, through an iron door, and looked coldly at her who was cowering in the corner.

A guard stepped forward to open the lock that tied the iron door, and the king of Guangling pushed the iron door open, and walked in step by step, it was the creaking sound of the soles of his shoes covering the hay, and the cell door was unlocked, and there was a light that lit it up in an instant.

Jiang Huan raised her head, as if puzzled: "Lord Wang." ”

King Guangling sat down on the only wooden chair in the prison, probably because of its disrepair, and the wooden chair creaked the moment he sat down.

His eyes are extremely dark, and they are also very consistent with this kind of heaven and earth.

After he sat down, he remembered that there was another person in the cell, looking for his memory, and his tone sounded in a tone that was not light: "Actually, according to the original intention of this king, I don't want to spare your life." ”

"But this king has always had a heart for talents, and this king asks you today-" King Guangling paused, his expression solemn, "You are willing to enter my Guangling Palace, and protect my Dayan thousands of miles of rivers and mountains." ”

——

The bamboo curtain was rolled up by Han Yong.

About half of the grass robbers in Suzhou have been cleaned up, and the streets have returned to their former liveliness, and even the number of people who come to the hospital has gradually increased.

Ji Yixian looked at him and rolled up the curtain and lit incense: "My father came to look for you?" ”

"yes." Han Yong straightened up from the windowsill, his eyebrows and eyes were a little smiling, looking forward to it, "I saw the prince at that time, but I was startled by the good life, I thought that I don't cause much trouble on weekdays, why did you come to look for me at this moment." ”

Ji Yixian didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and said bluntly: "What's the matter? ”

"I'm here for your little lady." Han Yongdao also sat down at the table, "Ask me something inconsequential, it doesn't seem that you want to do anything to Jiang Huan." ”

"I think a little bit......" Han Yong seemed to smile, "take it for your own use." ”

Collect for your own use? Ji Yixian looked down at that day, he brushed Jiang Huan's hand away, and after a while, he held it tightly. I don't know what I'm thinking, my eyebrows are cold and tight.

Han Yong looked at it, then frowned, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Ji Yixian's eyes: "Good and dignified, what are you doing in a daze?" Fu Yanran will be here in a while, you pay attention. ”

Listening to his reminder, Ji Yixian responded lukewarmly, but he was still thinking about the question just now, in fact, he didn't inadvertently brush her away, but deliberately.

It's not that he's cold, it's because of Jiang Huan's identity that he doesn't dare to stay by his side at all, he is afraid that she will be a trouble, and he hates trouble the most in his life.

Great Qin people...... Ji Yixian absentmindedly turned his face.

Before he met Jiang Huan, Ji Yixian had already arranged the rest of his life, and he thought that he would finish this life as he thought.

Han Yongzheng was playing the tea foam in the tea bowl, looking at his movements, he opened his mouth a little worriedly, but his tone was as impatient as ever: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Nope." Ji Yixian shook his head coldly, and after a short while, he said, "I just remembered something." ”

Han Yong is actually not very patient with people and things, but for this ancestor, he spent all his patience in this life and the next life: "What's the matter? Why don't you talk about it? ”

Ji Yixian was silent for a while before he said, "Han Yong, have you thought about your future path?" ”

"From now on?" Han Yong glanced at Ji Yixian a little awkwardly, "Why do you ask such a strange question?" Although he said this, Han Yong still thought about it seriously for a while, "Probably...... Practice. ”

"I thought about it, before coming to Suzhou." Ji looked at the tea cup in front of him with envious eyes, "After returning to Chang'an from here, I will officially take over the iron horse from the hands of the imperial uncle, protect Yimo on the throne, guard Dayan for him, and then marry a wife who is the right person, don't be too beautiful, just be well-behaved and sensible, I will treat her well, and I will not let her be like my mother, depressed, and die early." ”

"Maybe ......" Ji Yixian frowned, thought for a moment and then continued, "We will also have a pair of children, I will personally take them with me to raise them, fulfill the responsibilities that a father should do, and then when he grows up, I will not restrain him, the world is so vast, he doesn't have to guard Dayan like me, he can go to the mountains and rivers and do what he likes......"

Speaking of this, Ji Yixian only felt a little sad in his heart, but listening to people, he couldn't help but smile and endure very hard, as if he had discovered that something was wrong with Han Yong, Ji Yixian raised his eyes coldly and looked at him, expressionless, but a little bluffing: "It's funny?" ”

"Nope." Han Yong turned around and covered his mouth, "I just think you'll be a good father." ”

"yes, yes." Saying that, in order to increase his credibility, Han Yong nodded vigorously, and then lay directly on the ground.

Ji Yixian endured it, and finally decided that he should not worry about him in general.

Breeze found the half-open door and sent it in, followed by the sound of the door being pushed open from the outside, accompanied by the sound of light footsteps.

Ji Yixian turned around, and saw a person standing by the door in a blue shirt, his face was as warm as jade, and he had the style of a gentleman.

Whoever comes, that is—

Fu Yanran.

The hot wind blew across my face, and I could feel the bad weather through my clothes.

She has been afraid of heat since she was a child, but after walking such a long way, she feels that her mouth is dry, and the next moment she can faint under the scorching sun.

Just when Jiang Huan thought that she couldn't hold on, the person who led her to come stopped suddenly, her eyes were already covered with black cloth, and she couldn't see the direction clearly, but now after stopping, she only felt that the darkness was even stronger, as if she had entered a dark room.

The day is dark.

What idea does King Guangling want to fight, she also has a vague bottom.

There are no women in the barracks, but it doesn't mean that Ji Yixian can't have a secret guard by his side.

The black cloth in front of her was taken off, and at the same time she felt that someone was pushing behind her, and she stumbled in, and before she could stand firmly, she was caught by a pair of calm and powerful arms, and at the same time, a very familiar voice sounded: "Why are you here too?" ”

Waiting for his eyes to finally adapt to the darkness, Jiang Huan saw clearly who the person in front of him was: "Mo Suoli? ”

Mo Suoli hummed, and didn't care about the defense of men and women, he pulled her hand and went to a corner of the dark room, and when he followed, Jiang Huan looked around roughly, only to find that this dim dark room was crowded with people, many of whom were the same age as them, but their clothes were dirty, as if they had been picked up from somewhere.

It wasn't until he followed Mo Suoli to stand still in the corner that Jiang Huan asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"I guess I'm asking you." Mo Suoli was not afraid of getting dirty on the ground, so he sat down with his robe and patted the position next to him, "You sit too." ”

Jiang Huan said as she said and sat down next to him: "Let's talk about it." ”

"You girl has a lot of thoughts, I don't believe you didn't guess." Mo Suoli smiled, "I have agreed with King Guangling about one thing, I will serve him, and he will complete one of my obsessions for me." ”

When Jiang Huan heard this, she just nodded lightly: "What a coincidence, so am I." ”

Mo Suoli lowered his head and smiled: "Actually, people like me are innocent, and it doesn't matter who they die for, as long as he can give me what I want." ”

"What about you? Jiang Huan, why do you want to work for him? Mo Suoli asked, pausing for a moment, but remembering another thing, "We're probably going to live and die together once, why don't you tell me your real name, huh?" ”

Jiang Huan pursed the corners of her lips coldly: "In this case, then you might as well answer me first." ”

"What?"

"That day, what I told you, does it still count?" Jiang Huan turned her head to look at him, her voice was not loud, perhaps because the wounds on her body had not completely healed, and her breath was faint like a cat.

Somehow, Mo Suoli's heartstrings were suddenly pulled by someone, and the scene in front of him gradually blurred, and even the world was extremely different.

On that day, it was the cold winter wax moon.

There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and the girl in his arms leaned sickly on his chest, and before she could open her eyes to get a good look at him, she gave up.

He knelt in the snow for a day with her body in his arms, his shoulders covered with snow, and the streets were so clean that no one could possibly collect her body.

At that time, they were exiled for thousands of miles, and his little girl was wrapped in a broken grass curtain, and I don't know whether she was thrown in the ice and snow or on a mass grave.

He had gone back to look for her, but he had not found her.

There was not even a trace of it.

It seems that between heaven and earth, there is suddenly no trace of this person's existence, except for the fact that I can remember her voice and smile when I dream back every day, the rest of the time, I can rarely remember it clearly.

Now, in the body of another girl, he seemed to see her shadow again.

Mo Suoli felt that his hands were trembling now.

Jiang Huan noticed Mo Suoli's abnormality early in the morning, and when his mood gradually stabilized, she leaned against the wall and slowly spoke: "What are you thinking?" ”

"Or ......" Jiang Huan smiled keenly, "Who do you think of me?" ”

Mo Suoli felt that his mouth was full of bitterness, and his words were naturally dry: "You are very similar to an old friend of mine." ”

"The deceased." Jiang Huan understood, "That's my honor?" ”

Mo Suoli shook his head and rubbed his eyebrows, and fell silent in an instant.

He is now full of worries, and it is indeed difficult to talk to people.

Jiang Huan didn't bother him, he sat quietly next to him, the room was dim, and it seemed that he didn't see the closed door for half a day, and someone opened a thin crack from the outside, and the sky was flooding.

At first glance -

Wish.

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