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Some people even spread the portrait of Nanxi around, but the painting was a fierce and vicious appearance with long legs and feet, and such a painting was also passed on to Nanxi.

"If you know, why do you dare to marry?" Nanxi continued to ask, as if she had to get an answer, and it seemed that that answer was extremely important to her.

"I don't care what others say about you, the Nanxi I know is a woman with a beautiful soul, I don't care if you believe it or not, what I used to like was the soul that dominated your body."

Huo Mian's eyes were extremely sincere, and Nanxi believed it defenselessly.

Huo Mian naturally didn't know that Nanxi was the consciousness born after Qing Yu was sealed, and when he said this, it was undoubtedly the most beautiful love story in the world for Nanxi!

At that moment, Huo Mian completely conquered Nanxi's heart.

Huo Mian lifted the dark sleeve robe, and brushed her fingers over her peerless face: "Now, what I love is all of you, and I will never allow anyone to hurt you!" Neither will anyone but me be allowed to possess you! ”

Nanxi suddenly realized that Huo Mian did all this for her, the airtight Chaoxi Mansion was to protect her, Tan Ze and Tan Huan's daily followers were not surveillance, and he didn't allow her to go out at night because he was worried that she would be used by people with intentions.

Everything that Nanxi couldn't understand turned into a man's love and care for a woman in an instant.

It turned out that Huo Mian was not so domineering and empty-sighted, everything he did was for her.

Huo Mian lifted Nanxi's slender jade hand, and a red ring was wrapped around her index finger.

He hugged her deep into his arms: "You just need to enjoy my love for you and be my woman from the bottom of your heart!" ”

Nanxi fell into a moment of messiness, since when did she get used to his embrace, such a comforting taste.

I really hope that I can be so comfortable and happy for the rest of my life......

Nanxi's back was against Huo Mian's chest, and under him was the running black yao, and the sound of iron hooves happily beat on the white stone street of South Street, and further on, it gradually entered a vast deep winter color......

The sound of the wind brushed the hair of the two of them, intertwining the gentle strands of hair, and the joyful laughter like Nanxi's silver bell echoed in Huo Mian's ears, and the fragrance of her hair warmed in his snort......

The sudden appearance of soldiers, blood, and corpses wakes up all the sweet dreams!

Nanxi grabbed Huo Mian's hand, Huo Mian quickly pulled the reins, the horse's hooves soared into the air, and then fell, and the iron hooves resounded through the silent wilderness......

What's going on?

Nanxi looked at the corpses that kept enlarging in front of her eyes, and her happiness came to an abrupt end.

Blood, horror, blades, corpses, bleeding for thousands of miles......

Huo Mian jumped off his horse and walked towards the infinitely spreading corpse step by step, the blood seemed to be still warm, and those soldiers seemed to have just fallen.

Thousands of miles of mourning, corpses are everywhere.

Huo Mian noticed a dark hand twitching in the north wind, so he hurriedly walked up and turned the man out of the pile of corpses: "What's the matter?" What about General Yin?! Huo Mian's eyes were a little scarlet.

If he hadn't rushed to pick a good horse with Nanxi, how could he have bumped into the scene in front of him!

"General Yin, you have rebelled! Dwarves, dwarves, dwarves......"

The soldier finally didn't say the last word, and his convulsive body stopped instantly, frozen in the cold north wind.

Nanxi stood beside Hei Yao, staring at the corpse pressed by Hei Yao in a daze, the strong smell of blood hit her every nerve, she couldn't believe what she saw in front of her, every time her heart beats, it was like a drum about to be hammered.

Her buzzing ears could no longer hear any sound, and she looked up at the snowflakes that were gradually beginning to drift in the sky, and her heart was already desolate.

Nanxi was dragged onto the horse by Huo Mian, and Hei Yao began to run wildly, and the depressed scenery that was rapidly reversing backwards ran backwards like a backward time.

Nanxi was sent back to Chaoxi Mansion by Huo Mian, and the gate of Chaoxi Mansion was closed again, looking at the white snow in the sky, the impermeable Chaoxi Mansion was already white.

"Xin Gongzi, King Xuan has an order, you can't leave the house!" The gold-armored soldiers blocked Nanxi's way.

What the hell is going on with all this, it's clear that everything is fine, why is there a river of blood all of a sudden?

Could the dwarf that the dead soldier was talking about be a dwarf?

Nanxi sat behind the vermilion gate of Chaoxi Mansion, looking at the flying snow, and faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Yes, but what went wrong?

Why did Yin Murong, the majestic and famous general who protects the country, rebel?

Nanxi straightened out his thoughts, at first King Xuan was assassinated, and then General Yin rebelled, and the rest of the 30,000 soldiers disappeared except for the thousands who died.

General Yin has a heavy army, if he rebels, the Yu Dynasty is afraid that it will collapse overnight!

The whole Jin'an Mansion was wrapped in a ball of dead air, and Yin Yachu knelt on the white blanket in despair, and the white brocade embroidered with magnolia flowers was stained with blood.

Looking at the corpses of the few girls who served him on weekdays, Yin Yachu could no longer calm down.

"My dad won't rebel, no way, he won't do it......"

Her face was pale, and her hair was messy over her shoulders.

Han Qingrong stared at Yin Yachu's face fiercely: "I thought that the Yin family was dedicated to assisting Mian'er, but I never thought that it was a wolf ambition, and I have always been kind to you!" Han Qingrong slowly squatted down, grabbed Yin Yachu's pale chin, and said word by word: "Tie her up and stand on the city gate!" I want to see if he wants this daughter! ”

Ten miles of snow, Yin Yachu was dressed in a white robe and stood at the south city gate.

The flying snow was ruthless, she moved her eyelashes that were full of flying snow, looked at the vast land, looked at the corpses covered with snow, and her heart was like ashes.

"Dad, why are you like this? Is your daughter's life so worthless in your heart? Two lines of clear tears fell, and they were painfully blown by the cold wind.

Yin Yachu never dreamed that one day he would be standing in the cold wind waiting for death.

"Mother, you save Shi Gong, save him, he is still a child!" Fan Qianru, who has always been arrogant, knelt in front of the old lady Liu Yutang, and her bright eyes were now red and swollen.

The husband was charged with treason, the eldest daughter is now standing at the south gate to show the public, Yin Shigong, the only son of the Yin family, is now in prison and waiting for the fate, Fan Qianru has no choice but to come to beg her mother's family.

"Why did King Xuan keep you?"

"Mother, what did you say?"

"I said, everyone in the Yin family has been imprisoned, why did King Xuan keep you here?" Liu Yutang squinted his old and narrow eyes, and the lonely old man's hand brushed the sandalwood chair that had accompanied him for fifty years, and slowly spoke, "I can't save you, and no one can save you, and the rebellion will never be forgiven!" ”

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