I haven't seen Beiyu Jinchen for three days in a row, and Red Sleeves didn't talk about his whereabouts, only said that he was busy with business. In fact, I could tell that she looked nervous and worried.

As it gradually entered the early winter, the scene of the annex garden became more and more bleak, and the withered brown leaves curled and fell. In the morning, there is always a frosty morning mist that fills the air unscrupulously, and at noon, the hoarfrost floats on the blue bricks and tiles, as if sprinkled with frosting.

Somehow, the colder the weather became, the more restless I became, and I was so tired that I could only take a nap on the plush bench.

Ah Xiu brought the paper cut, saying that he wanted to fold some auspicious gadgets, such as swallows and cranes, to pray for the child in his belly.

Actually, I don't care about this, I just want to know when Xin Li will be released. What's more, as the number of months increases, it is either sleepy or inexplicably swollen, and the mood is also irritable, and for me, this child is completely a burden.

The pieces of paper used to fold were a little hard, and I absentmindedly cut them, but I never thought that the edges of this piece of paper were so sharp that blood beads came out instantly after cutting my index finger.

I vaguely felt that something was going to happen, hidden under this seemingly calm water......

The sky was gray, and occasionally a little rain fell, mixed with salt grains like snowflakes, fluttering in the wind.

I ran out of patience for origami, and flipped through an old book with a slightly yellowed edge, with the occasional missing two pages in the middle.

Ancient books tell some folk anecdotes, most of which are ghosts, and the most commonly written is the story of the fox demon transforming a woman's human form into a disaster for the world.

Since ancient times, whether it is the birth, old age, sickness and death of ordinary people or the change of court from generation to generation, they will always attribute the bad results to the woman, and put her in the name of a red face or a fox spirit, as if only in this way can some facts be covered up.

I didn't bother to read any further, so I tossed the book aside, and was about to close my eyes when there was a commotion outside the window.

I thought it was the little guys in the courtyard who were arguing, and they would quarrel on weekdays, and Red Sleeves wanted to dismiss these people, but I don't think it's a bad thing to have someone making noise in a place where there is no popularity.

But today's voice, when you listen carefully, is not quite right.

I took a hosta and pulled it up at random, and Ah Xiu hurriedly took the plush coat and draped it on my back.

Stepping out of the door, the condensed cold air rushed into people's necks, but it made people feel a lot more sober.

Bypassing the bamboo fence corridor, I saw Red Sleeves standing in the doorway from a distance, her hands tied behind her back.

Sure enough, the comer was not good......

"Ah Xiu! Stay back! Let's go, take Miss Jin away! The words of the red sleeves were roared out, and every word took away the trill.

I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't consciously retreat.

"Liu Sujin, don't come to harm?"

The timbre is sweet and soft and charming, but it is a little ruthless - Zhang Surong, the wife of Beiyu Jinchen Ming Media is marrying, is also the enemy who destroyed my Dark Night Pavilion.

She slowly stepped down from the carriage with a golden sandalwood roof, as graceful and calm as ever. Although the light gray rabbit down shirt concealed her graceful figure, it lined her complexion as white as snow.

Whether it's her meticulously painted makeup or meticulous bun, her domineering posture shows that this is a well-prepared battle.

Her gaze fell on me, from the magnolia-embroidered upper to the hosta on the top of her head, and finally stayed on the slightly bulging lower abdomen, her expression did not change in the slightest, and she could not see the joy and sorrow.

"It's really a quiet time, and I must be very happy to live in this kind of paradise......" She reached over and seemed to touch my belly, more accurately, this unborn child.

I used my arm to block her hand and consciously took a step back to distance ourselves from each other.

"Liu Sujin, giving birth to a child for your enemy, this kind of thing, only you can do it, right?" Her tone was full of mockery and sarcasm, and her slightly raised eyebrows made her whole face look a little mean.

I knew she wanted to provoke me, but in fact, after so much going through, a few words didn't hurt me at all.

"No matter what I am, and you, even if you do so much, pay so much, are full of calculations, and win every step of the way, but in the end you can't even get close to him, who is more pitiful, I really can't tell."

She seemed to have been poked in the spot, her face was a little distorted, and it took a long time for her resentful eyes to regain their composure.

"Princess, please go back, the prince is not here, if he knows what you did today, you know the consequences better than me." The red sleeves were tied, but they struggled to get in front of me.

Su Rong pinched Redsleeves' cheek with her fingers dyed with scarlet danko. "I forgot that there is another person who doesn't know the current affairs, what did I do? Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything. With that, her gaze turned to me again.

"Today, I just want to ask you, do you know that your brother's head is hanging on the castle tower at the bottom of the mountain?"

"What did you say?" I didn't react for a while, and asked in a flurry manner.

She smiled even more, and the smile reached the bottom of her eyes.

"I said, the remnants of the previous dynasty were hanged yesterday, and their heads were hung on the city tower, you said that it was a coincidence, it is not far from you, and it will be an hour."

My mind went blank, my hands were shaking, and even my body was shaking.

I looked at Redsleeves, and she didn't say a word, as if expected but inevitably shocked.

"Impossible...... No way...... He said......"

"Did he say that?" Su Rong interrupted me, "He once said that he would leave everything with you and go into hiding, did he do it?" Which of the things he said really did? It's so pitiful, but you still have to conceive and give birth to his child in October, you are a joke in his eyes! ”

I felt the strength of my whole body being withdrawn, and I was about to fall down when I was unstable, and she grabbed me, and her tone became more aggressive. "He is in charge of the Heavenly Prison, and the emperor has long ignored the government, so who ordered to kill your good brother who is just young? Who hung his head on the city wall for after-dinner conversation? Your good sister Lan Zhi, your second elder, were all killed by him with his own hands......"

I pushed her away hard, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" I'm going to see, I'm going to see ......"

Repeating this sentence in his mouth, he snatched the firewood knife in the hand of the little servant and cut the rope on the carriage, and galloped the horse with all his might.

My blood was almost congealing, I was afraid that what Su Rong said was true, but I was even more afraid that I would deceive myself and not even have the courage to watch it.

The mountain road was steep, and I fell from my horse several times and climbed up again.

The rain turned into snow drops and fell in the collar.

I don't know how long I've been riding, but I feel more and more scared as I get closer to the castle tower.

The scene of the bloody Night Pavilion is vivid, I have tried everything I can, my only relative, can't I keep it?

As the tower drew closer, my vision blurred.

Only the white snow between the sky and the earth filled the pupils.

The fingers holding the reins were red and numb from the cold, and I don't know if it was because of the cold or because of fear, I kept shivering.

An hour on the road, but I feel as if I have passed this life.

The snow was getting more and more, sticking to the eyelashes, as if it was weighing on a heavy layer, and I couldn't open my eyes.

There was no one on the empty city gate street, and the falling snow covered the footprints of pedestrians.

The most dazzling thing is the almost frozen head on the castle tower.

Stained with blood that had not fallen, his eyebrows and mouth were all bruised.

No, I don't know him.

He is not my Xin Li, Xin Li He left with Su Yanqing, yes, they left together.

It must have been that I remembered it wrong, or that I heard it wrong, or maybe I read it wrong. There are so many similar people in the world, it must be a prisoner who has committed something serious......

Step by step, I stood at the foot of the seven-story tower, and when I looked up, I could see his frozen hair, lifeless, like a ruined carving.

I don't believe this is Xin Li, I want to prove to everyone that he is not my Xin Li.

Climbing over the fence on the first floor of the city tower, crawling through the hole in the wall that had fallen into disrepair, his mouth gnawed a few mouthfuls of muddy water, mixed with the blood that kept gushing from his heart and lungs, and it was disgustingly fishy.

The steps were also icy and slippery with every step. Seven floors, I used all my strength.

I didn't cry, I didn't recognise his face, I couldn't shed tears!

When I climbed to the seventh floor, the rope with my head tied was in front of me, tied to a dead knot that could barely be untied.

But I'm close enough that I can see ...... I saw a cold sword tattoo on the back of his neck......

This is not true! Not really!

This tattoo was tattooed by Chongzi when Xin Li was ten years old. Because he accidentally fell while practicing the sword and grinded a big scar on the back of his neck, he was so small, but he didn't cry or make trouble, let Chongzi tattoo this sword there, he said, so that he could always remind himself that no matter how hard and difficult the practice was, he had to persevere, because he wanted to be the sharpest sword in the Dark Night Pavilion.

"Why...... Why did this happen to me...... Why no matter how hard I try, it doesn't work. ”

The whimpering sound in his throat gradually became louder, and tears fell uncontrollably and flowed into his mouth.

"Why, you're all leaving me?"

The crying turned to numbness, and I could feel my mouth tugging into a pained smile.

"Xin Li, Sister will take you home."

The rope was tied to the edge of the wall, and I stood on the highest point to get it.

I reached out to untie the dead knot, but it was too tight for my fingernails to break.

The blood on the fingers seeped into the knot and became dark red.

Xin Li is the prince of Liangxi, even if he dies, he can't be so undignified. I will take him away, leave Beiyan, and return to our homeland, and no one will disturb him again.

The pain between the fingers is transmitted to the limbs, and nowhere is it not painful.

This kind of pain is even worse than watching the destruction of the Night Pavilion with his own eyes.

"What to do? Sister can't untie this rope, but Sister wants to take you home to our own home. ”

There was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and the cold wind blew down his cheeks, bringing the most familiar breath.

"Don't come here, don't touch me."

"Jin'er......" His voice was also trembling, could he also feel a little pain?

No, he doesn't have a heart, how can he feel pain, he should be because it's cold, the weather is so cold, so cold that even tears will freeze into ice slag.

When you look down, you can see the whole city, hidden in the snow as solid as jade.

In such a big city, there is no home for me, no relatives for me......

"Jin'er, come here, I'll tell you everything, okay?"

I turned around and faced him, and there were only a few steps between us.

He stretched out his hands, but did not dare to approach.

I looked at him, and there was never me in his eyes, those eyes, they were empty.

My Beiyu Jinchen left early that morning, he said that he wanted to take me away from Beiyan, but he couldn't come back, maybe he died, so he couldn't fulfill that promise. Now, it is not him who stands before me.

"I want to go home." I smiled and said to him, "My relatives are waiting for me, you are not my relatives, you have to let me go, otherwise, they should be in a hurry." ”

"I'll let you go, you can go wherever you want." In his eyes, there seemed to be some light, falling like droplets.

It turns out that you can cry too......

"Jin'er, come here."

This sentence is so familiar, he has said it many times, which time is sincere, maybe not once.

"I'm going to look for him, and he said he's going to come with me, we'll have our own home, our own children. But I haven't seen him for so long, and I'm afraid he won't remember me. ”

Take a step back, heels against the edge, and I'm almost free. "Believe it or not, I'll find his ......"

"Jin'er!" I heard his screams of exhaustion, and the cold sun dead men who stopped him behind him.

I heard the sound of the winter wind and felt the ease of falling.

The scenes of the past are like a marquee, I am about to finish this life, I hope that the Meng Po soup on the bridge can be thicker, so that I can forget the pain and helplessness of this life.

I'm finally free.