"Your Majesty, if it's so cold, let's enter the palace quickly." Lan Ruo climbed on Tuoba Chen's neck with one hand, and drew a circle on Tuoba Chen's chest with the other hand, the meaning of provocation was overflowing, and he did not take the eunuchs and palace maids around him in his eyes at all.

Tuoba Chen's eyes deepened, he no longer looked at Mu Jin, picked up Lan Ruo, and walked towards the Heart Cultivation Palace, and after a while, there were bursts of beautiful voices in the hall.

Mu Jin was motionless, as if she hadn't heard it, she looked up at the dark sky, the snow had stopped, the cold moonlight was sprinkled down, and the entire palace was covered in silver, but no one knew how much pickled filth was hidden under this seemingly supreme foot.

Mu Jin didn't remember how she got back to the dormitory, and when she woke up, it was already three days later, she struggled to get up, but found that her legs were weak and she fell directly from the bed.

Xia Dongzheng came in with a basin of water from outside, and when he saw this, he hurriedly put down the things in his hand and helped Mu Jin up.

"How's Mu Mansion?" She clamped Xia Dong's arm and asked.

Xia Dong's eyes turned red all of a sudden, choked and couldn't speak, she could only shake her head, she was in mourning, she wanted to go out when she got rid of Xia Dong, but she didn't want to feel like her legs were not her own, she couldn't move, she fell to the ground, her long hair was scattered, and she was extremely embarrassed.

"Niangniang, it's late, it's too late, the emperor issued an order three days ago, Mu Wangfu...... Muwangfu ...... Full...... The whole house was beheaded, and the execution has been carried out today. Xia Dong spit out this sentence with great difficulty, knelt beside Mu Jin, and cried bitterly.

"A-Niang...... Dad...... Brother...... Hahaha...... He was so ruthless. Mu Jin muttered to himself, and then laughed out loud, the laughter was terrible.

It's all Jin'er's bad, Jin'er believes the wrong person, it's Jin'er who forced Muwangfu to a dead end, Jin'er knows it's wrong, but it's too late, it's too late for anything, Auntie, Daddy, you are blaming Jin'er, if not, why are Jin'er left alone in this world?

In the winter of the thirteenth year of Xinhe, on the day of the execution of Muwangfu, Weiyang Palace was burned down by a fire.

Now she is not Mu Jin, she is He Xi, Xia Dong is no longer Xia Dong, she is ugly. They all took on another identity and survived.

When the night wind hit, He Xi was shocked to realize that his middle coat had been soaked with sweat, and a chill was biting, and he looked at the sky, it was already the middle of the day. He Xi was no longer sleepy, and the ugly car was familiar with the road, taking advantage of the night to prepare hot water, and serving He Xi to bathe and change clothes.

In front of the bronze mirror, He Xi looked at the woman in the mirror, her eyes were moist but like a bottomless pool, her face looked a little pale, but the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows seemed more and more fascinating.

The green silk was curled in a bun, without a trace of decoration, two strands of broken hair hung down on the ears, and the small and delicate ears lined with white jade were like carvings.

It's been a year, she still can't be familiar with this face, she stroked that beautiful face, and she still seems to be able to feel the touch of skin folds under her palm, yes, Mu Jin's face has long been destroyed by the fire, and this face was given to him by him. Together with He Xi's name, he gave it, He Xi He Xi, Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from the fire.

After everything was cleaned up, the east gradually turned white, and the morning fog was shrouded, and even the air was full of dampness.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, steady and vigorous, it was a man's footsteps, and in a moment, a knock on the door was heard.