Ping Yan didn't resist in the end, knowing that this wedding was a well-arranged dead end, knowing that her arrival would cause an uproar, but she still went obediently, because Bai Heng's words that sounded light and fluttering were really as heavy as a thousand catties.

Maybe this is the last time she and the Shen family can see each other.

The carriage passed through one long street after another, sometimes wide, sometimes tortuous, but the wedding song that turned and turned was getting closer and closer. The snow in the sky drifted a little heavier again, like torn rice paper, large swaths, and endless disturbances and entanglements.

The wind penetrated into the curtains, like a stream of dead breath between snorts, cool and clammy cold.

Ping Yan was sitting precariously, her limbs and five bodies were stiff. For a moment, she suddenly felt that she was also a hard, cold dead person.

Except for the heart, he is still struggling for Shen Yu.

The master taught her to break off love, and those who achieve great things should not be involved, and for women, love is the most tiring. She thought that after so many years of exposure and red dust, she had finally cultivated an eight-point temperament, but she didn't expect that she was still a mere mortal body, and she couldn't pass the love word level.

But ask yourself, does she regret it? Actually, I don't regret it. Women are all infatuated, when they met Shen Yuji, they met an unforgettable love, although they were injured to the point that their bodies were incomplete, but they were flowers that bloomed from the flesh and blood, no matter how painful they were, they were all part of the body.

She shivered a little, like a dead leaf butterfly tossing and turning in winter, a little more fragile than the snowflakes. Bai Heng held her hand, she didn't realize it, and she didn't refuse, maybe she was just greedy for the temperature in his palm, giving herself a support that could support her.

When they arrived, the wedding was in full swing, Shen Yuchen read the oath word by word, put on a ring for the woman standing on the middle of the stage wearing a white wedding dress and smiling happily, cheered with her neck, thunderous applause, everything was lively. Only Ping Yan, she stood in the corner stupidly, like a dead butterfly, cold and miserable.

Bai Heng licked away a tear on her cheek, and it was only at this time that he was sure that the remarks circulating in the streets and alleys of Qingzhou were true, and his little sister and Shen Ershao were indeed bitter and affectionate. First Shen Yuchen, then Dong Changlin, he has been with her for eight years, but he is the only one Bai Heng.

He turned his head, the pair of newlyweds on the big red platform were accepting the wishes of relatives and friends from all directions, hooked their lips lightly, and quietly leaned on Ping Yan, "Senior sister, you see, men in this world are unreliable, although Shen Ershao has a good skin, but he is also romantic, and Young Master Dong is weak and sickly, and he is still in danger, so he can't take care of you." Only my brother, I have loved you since I was a child and held you in the palm of my hand as a treasure. ”

Ping Yan didn't hear his words, in fact, she couldn't hold on anymore without his sour and naked words to provoke. In this small world, the newcomer is smiling, the sea of flowers is blooming, and her eyes are red and drunk, and she has already taken away her living soul and the idea of dying.

She bit her lip silently, blood spilled out, spilling into her lips and teeth, the smell was like rust nourished by mildew rain, and even the tip of her tongue couldn't stop trembling when she tasted it.

She covered her abdomen, and suddenly felt that it was empty, and she couldn't even feel that there was a flesh-and-blood sprout of life there. All this, past, present, and future, seems to be just a false dream. Everyone woke up in that dream, but she was the only one who was still wandering like a lonely ghost, and she didn't realize the dawn for a long time.

It wasn't until a loud and shrill voice pierced the barrier of the dream that her dazed, suspended mind finally came to fruition.

The crowd looked to the source of the sound. Huo Sanye was supported by his subordinates, limping on crutches, walking very embarrassed, but he was followed by a gang of children, but the momentum was violent, and the wind and rain were coming.

He stood in the center of the crowd, the corners of his mouth slowly raised a rugged and steep arc, looked at Shen Yuchen with a smile, and slammed the ground loudly, "You can't marry Miss Lin!" ”

Ping Yan seemed to realize something, and only subconsciously hid behind Bai Heng. In fact, she knows better than anyone else that the arrow is on the string, and she can't help it.

In the next second, there was a voice like a torrential rain of chaotic stars, crackling on her, as if countless needle-pointed wheat-like eyes shot over in unison, poking and whipping her flesh and blood.

Huo Sanye pointed at her, word by word, slowly and cautiously, like a thousand-legged centipede, along the cochlea, into people's brains, stirring up bloody rain.

"Second Young Master doesn't want to ask who the father of the fetus in her womb is?"

The whispers that exploded everywhere were like collapsed roof beams, continuous in patches, and yellow dust covered the sky.

Ping Yan was a little out of breath for a while.

Also breathless was Shen Yujian, he turned his head and looked at Ping Yan, his pupils dilated little by little, and shrunk little by little, reflecting a festive color in the hall, like a candle heart, like a red bean, only the look was woody and deep, like a stone that did not know the age.

He threw away the sparkling diamond ring in his hand, the voice of his parents behind him, the tearful eyes, and the Lin Lixue who begged to be pulled to death, like a lonely person with no external objects, walked down step by step, not caring whether it was an abyss or a hole in the sky.

Ping Yan wanted to hide, but she couldn't. She wanted to tell him that Dong Guosheng had joined forces with Huo Sanye, the Qingzhou military talisman had been lost, and the Central China Army would enter the tiger's mouth.

But he only grabbed her hand, and asked quietly as if no one was around, "Child, is it mine?" ”

Ping Yan looked back at him calmly, and gradually decided to hide the tears under her eyes, her voice was small and small, but she pronounced clearly, such as carefully tearing the skin and flesh of her prey in the middle of the night, "No." ”

Shen Yuji was the prey that she grabbed in her hands, peeled off her skin and heart, and was drenched in blood. He seemed to be out of control, his green tendons exploded, and the scarlet blood gradually spread into his lacquered pupils, like densely woven cobwebs, trapping them endlessly.

He asked, tyrannical, almost screaming, "Son, is it mine!" ”

was stalemate, and suddenly out of nowhere ran out of an unkempt and delicate shadow, like a kite with a broken string, stumbling and standing, hugging Ping Yan.

He whimpered and whispered, "I didn't expect to see you alive......"

Ping Yan's body stiffened, Dong Changlin pulled her hand, looked at Shen Yujian, and her always soft and weak gaze actually had a little more cold to compete with.

"The child in her womb is mine, and it has nothing to do with you." His voice was very hard, like a willow that is bent in the wind.

Ping Yan noticed that the force in his hand was tight and tight, as if he was desperately holding the hourglass of time, and his body was inexplicably shaken.

Shen Yuchen turned his crazy eyes from Ping Yan to Dong Changlin, he took out the gun on his waist, and pressed it angrily against his forehead, the corners of his mouth were trembling, "This is a matter between me and her, it has nothing to do with you, you better not get involved, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Ping Yan broke away from his hand, got between the two, and pointed the black muzzle at herself.

She reminded in a low voice and solemnly: "Shen Yuchen, what about the faith you have always adhered to? You abandoned me for your faith, and what's the point of thinking about it now, you'll just lose everything and become a laughing stock. ”

Her words worked, and she saw Shen Yuchen slowly put down the gun, sad and helpless, painful and desperate, like an untouched child, and like an old man who has gone through the wind and frost, that shocking face, all-encompassing, but fragmented, such a hollow that everything is resting, it seems that you can touch it as soon as you stretch out your hand.

But she couldn't care about his downright grief. Because in his heart, more important than these is the smoke of gunpowder everywhere, and the country is full of devastation.

"The Central China Army stationed in Qingyuan Town is going to have an accident." She said quietly, not knowing if he had listened.

only vaguely caught the light and shadow in his eyes a few times, and was finally shocked by a 100,000 urgent military intelligence report.

"Overseer, no! Cheng Liwang and several important members of the army rebelled, took the talisman and transferred the army to the direction of Qingyuan Town! “