On that night in the spring of the sixteenth year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, it was probably the first time that Xiao Yin, the pampered and noble lord of Qinghe, felt really scared and panicked because he was born.

Aside from waiting for the crown prince and the Xue Yu Divine Doctor who might not appear at all, Xiao Yin didn't know what else he could do.

Maybe my sister is really dying.

Xiao Yin whispered and picked apples, and went to fetch the wooden box containing the Jiaowei Qin from the sandalwood cabinet in the side room.

If my sister is really going to leave this world, will it be him who she is worried about and reluctant to give? Xiao Yin gently brushed the crack on the Jiaowei piano and hesitated. In the end, he returned to the inner room empty-handed.

Xiao Qiyun's heavy panting began to become lighter. The pale and trembling face also had a little soothing, but the eyes were still a little empty.

She cocked her arms slightly, meaning to get up.

Rong Yue hurriedly stacked the two soft pillows and helped Qiyun to lean up.

"Go down." Xiao Qiyun said softly.

Rongyue looked at Xiao Yin, Xiao Yin nodded, stepped forward to sit at the head of her sister's bed, and leaned her sister against her. Seeing that my sister's face was pale and her expression was distracted, I couldn't help but think in my heart, my sister was the concubine of the East Palace of Da Zhou, but at this time, there was only such a sister and a yard maid by her side. Thinking of this, I couldn't hold back for a while and burst into tears.

"Ayin, don't cry," Xiao Qiyun's voice was like a gossamer, delicate and gentle, "At this time, my sister is very happy to have you by my side." I have three things to tell you......"

"Well, I remember, sister, you say." Xiao Yin struggled to calm his voice.

"When I was twelve years old, I did a wrong thing, it was the prince who braved all odds to save me, so that I could still live a peaceful life in this small courtyard. But I ......," Xiao Qiyun coughed lightly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to repay this love." In the future, if he encounters the difficulty of life and death, I hope you can read this love for me and for me. ”

Xiao Yin didn't understand that Liu Ke was a dignified prince of the Great Zhou, and he was just a vassal princess, if he could really encounter any life-and-death difficulties, what could he help. But my sister looked serious, so Xiao Yin just memorized it and responded seriously.

"The second thing, I don't want to be trapped in Chang'an forever in the future. This Chang'an is too cold. ”

"Does my sister miss Zhicheng?"

"If possible, one day in the future, I can return to Yanbo Lake," Xiao Qiyun looked at the tasseled bed curtain, leisurely, "It would be good." ”

"Sister!" Xiao Yin agreed, thinking about the scene by Yanbo Lake when he was a child, and the tip of his nose was sour.

"Also, the last one," Xiao Qiyun's eyes flickered, and his expression turned sad, "Lin Xi, it's all ......"

"Whoosh".

Xiao Yin subconsciously looked out.

A dark shadow passed by outside the window, the light under the porch flickered, and the courtyard and the courtyard were darkened, and then turned on again.

Rong Yue led a few maids to run in, and as soon as she stepped into the carved wooden lattice, she was stunned, and soon, she ran over and cried in front of Xiao Qiyun's couch.

Xiao Qiyun's front placket, Yin Yin. A willow dart stabbed her in the chest.

Xiao Yin felt her sister's breathing become heavy again. She struggled to breathe, but she couldn't speak, just reached out and grabbed Xiao Yin.

Lin Xi! Just now, my sister said Lin Xi.

Xiao Yin hurriedly called for apples.

"Sister, he's all right. It's just that he can't enter the royal city, so he asked Ah Yin to bring Jiao Weiqin to be his sister instead of him. Xiao Yin's hands trembled, and he took the Jiaowei piano from Cai Ping's hand and put it in his sister's arms.

Xiao Qiyun slowly, wrapped her hands around the piano, rubbing back and forth. Her eyes were slightly closed, and a tear hung from the corner of her eye.

……

Xiao Yin stood on the front porch of the main house indifferently, this spring of sixteen years, it was really cold. Fang just felt that the dark and dark night seemed to be pale at this time, and I don't know if it was reflected by the lights of this courtyard.

"Lord Weng?" Cai Apple softly called Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin lost his mind, listened to this call, and when he turned around, he bumped into a maid holding a lacquer plate. The white porcelain bowl on the lacquer plate rolled off and shattered. The juice splashed, and a pot of grass under the porch withered half.

Tea is poisonous!

"What's going on!"

The maid immediately knelt down and cried, "The lord of the Weng spares his life, and the slave and maid don't know what is going on." It's just that the master over there explained that this flower tea was sent by the master of Wanjue Temple, which can calm the nerves. In the evening, Sister Rongyue called the slave maid to make it......"

My sister's illness occurred suddenly, and she was scared, sad, and at a loss, so that Xiao Yin didn't have time to think about it. It was only then that Xiao Yin really realized that her sister was like this, and she was killed in a room only ten steps away from her.

The poisoned tea was even right in front of her eyes, along with the dart......

Xiao Yin pushed away the kneeling maid on the ground and rushed to his sister's side. She knelt beside her sister and stretched out her trembling hand to carefully remove the willow dart.

There were still beads of blood on the dart. A shiny silverware with a small plum blossom engraved on it.

Plum blossoms, it seems to be something of the Wei family.

At that moment, Xiao Yin hated his previous heartlessness. the crown prince, the virtuous concubine, the Wei family; From the injury suffered in the palace of Yuyan Palace, to the present...... In this small square courtyard of the Prince's Mansion, what kind of years did my sister spend! But she suffered in silence and didn't tell herself anything.

Xiao Yin held the dart and sat on the ground in front of Xiao Qiyun's couch, his eyes stunned.

It seemed to be a mist in front of me, as if we were on the shore of a Yanbo lake. Xiao Qiyun, who was smiling like a flower, came in a water-green dress. The jade hand was horizontal, and he blew the delicate jasper flute.

In this mist, Xiao Yin was also confused, and he didn't even feel pain. She sat on the ground with her knees crossed, her hand holding the dart was punctured, and a drop of blood "ticked" to the ground, spreading open.

Xiao Yin could probably sit like this forever, until the sky turned white, and the lamps hanging under the porch gradually put away the unbeatable light that they were attacking everywhere, and finally went out completely.

The maids in the courtyard, kneeling and standing, were all quiet, did not react at all, and did not dare to step into the inner room of the main house again.

It seemed that the time in the room had stood still, stopping at the moment when Xiao Qiyun's body was still warm.

The sound of footsteps "tom" came and tore through the tranquility of the meditation garden. Cai Ping stood outside the door of the main house, watching the vast crowd pouring into the small courtyard, and also felt that the noisy footsteps shook his heart.

"It's too late." Cai Ping thought in his heart, he couldn't help but think that Xiao Qiyun was not worthless, and looked up at Rongyue secretly, but was startled by the dead silence on Rongyue's face.

Liu Ke is as usual, with a moon-white robe and a warm jade. He explained to Lu Dingfu, who was still hanging his head respectfully, and was ready to do everything.

Liu Ke looked at the slightly messy main room, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward, just about to step on the front porch, Lu Dingfu bowed slightly, and said, "Master." ”

Liu Ke waved his hand, but still came in.