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Not seeing the girl's expression, only hearing her words, Yan Xun was stunned for a moment, and slowly let go of his hand. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

She still didn't understand, or maybe she didn't take it to heart at all.

Yan Xun nodded silently, "Okay, then be careful yourself." ”

Chu Qiao also nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't accompany you to the big banquet later, you are alone, be careful in everything." ”

She turned around and was about to walk out, when Yan Xun's voice suddenly sounded faintly behind her, "Achu." ”

The woman was stunned and stopped.

"Anyone can betray me, but you can't. Anyone can leave me, but you can't. ”

Chu Qiao didn't answer, stood silently, then opened the door, raised his feet and left.

Yan Xun slowly closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and muttered to himself, "If you leave, I will have nothing." ”

The snow in the courtyard was shallow, the woman was dressed in a light cyan gown, wearing a white fox fur sent by Yan Xun herself, her long hair was rolled up by the breeze, and the slightest hair was flying, silently looking back at the silhouette on the window, and did not leave for a long time.

Different from the coldness here, outside the Yingge Courtyard at this time, the clan is full, full of festive, colorful glazed Duanyu is placed in front of the Yingge Courtyard, and the rows lead straight to the Duanmu Pavilion of the eighth princess Zhao Chun'er. Zhu Jin is spread on the snow, and the palace maids on both sides are colorful, and the show lights are burning.

At the beginning of the shift, the crowd gathered in the Duanmu Pavilion, the emperor came in person, the guests were happy, and the noisy sound of silk and bamboo came from the direction of the Duanmu Pavilion. On the lonely Changhua Road, a war horse stood silently aside. The woman was dressed in a military uniform of the cavalry battalion, wearing a cyan cloak, and turned her head from a distance, looking at the bright lights, her face was indifferent, calm and self-controlled.

The night was lonely, the long wind was cold, the heaven and the earth were lonely, the cold wind blew the broken hair on her forehead, and it became more and more like a small face.

This path was chosen by myself for myself, and from the beginning there was no way back but to move forward.

Life has never given me the right to regret, and I will never let useless thoughts stop you from moving forward. The revenge has not been avenged, and the day is not safe, how can the children have private thoughts?

Yan Xun, I will not leave you, as long as you still need me, I will be by your side, waiting for the moment when you are done in the sword world. Only cowardly people are sentimental, incompetent people will complain, I won't, I'm not sad, never.

The huge bell rang at the time, the fireworks in the sky rose into the air and bloomed in the high salute of the ceremonial official, the silk and bamboo vocal music sounded agitated with the bell, and the lively voices came from the distance from the Duanmu Pavilion, and the whole world celebrated this solemn and joyful moment.

"Drive!" In the cold wind, the thin girl suddenly raised her whip, screamed, pursed the corners of her mouth, and galloped away.

The cold night was bleak, and on the lively hall, Yan Xun stood up, looking at the dark sky outside the hall, speechless for a long time.

In the lonely Yingge Courtyard, in a small boudoir, the snow-white fox fur is quietly placed in front of the table, dusty and tidy.

"You and I have been together for eight years, and we have shared good and bad together, and now everything is about to pass. When things are over here, we will return to Yanbei and we will ......"

We're ......

Let's get married, let's be together, and we'll never be apart again......

Those unspoken words and unspoken thoughts were finally slowly covered by the dust of the years, scattered into the dust, and the shadow of the past can no longer be seen. Fate is a fire, and many times, there is only one opportunity, and if you miss it, you will never get it back. The wine in the Shengjin Palace was extravagant and singing and dancing, but there was a heart-rending scream in the northwest outside the palace!

Zhao Che was so startled that he didn't even have time to put on his boots, so he hurriedly ran out of the big tent. I saw that in the sky in the northwest corner, the fire was blazing, shouting to kill and shake the sky, and the chaos was like a plague.

Something big is wrong!

Zhao Che raised his eyebrows, and shouted to the soldiers on both sides: "Bring the blade!" ”

"Wait." A cold voice suddenly sounded, Zhuge Yue walked out of the shadow of the big tent, and said lightly, "I can't go." ”

Zhao Che looked at this uninvited guy coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?" ”

"Look, whose mansion is it over there?"

Zhao Che looked at it deeply, but suddenly remembered a surname that he didn't want to think of the most.

Muheshi!

Zhuge Yue had a white bird lying on his arm, with a sharp beak and a pair of fiery red eyes, which was the kind of bird that was strangled to death by Yan Xun that day. The bird stood meekly on his arm, pecking his fingers with its small beak from time to time. He said while playing with the birds: "Mu He's clan was involved in the ink corruption case, Mu Heyun knelt in front of the Shengjin Palace for an afternoon at night, and the saint refused to summon him, why?" This incident happened suddenly, from the report, to the review by the elders, to the implementation of the charges, it only took half a day, without prior arrangement, who would believe it? The eighth princess Zhao Chun'er is married tonight, why didn't you be summoned to the palace at such a feast, even if you and the queen are not close, Zhao Chun'er is also your sister, why is this? The Muhe Lord's Mansion was besieged, the Muhe clan is your mother's clan, and you have a heavy army, so you should be controlled in advance, but why are the soldiers and horses surrounding outside completely disproportionate to your men and horses, and they can't fight against you at all? What are they waiting for? Don't you understand? ”

Zhao Che's eyes were surging with sharp edges, constantly flashing, and he said in a deep voice: "You mean, it's the father and the emperor......"

"That's not necessarily," Zhuge Yue smiled lightly and said, "The emperor left you in the Xiaoqi camp, maybe just to test you and see if your surname is Zhao or Mu He." As for those people outside, they may not be arranged by the emperor, but the people who most want to see you die. ”

Zhao Che was already smart, but a moment of anger made him lose his proportion, and when he thought about it carefully, everything suddenly came together, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"That person just wants you to take it lightly and deliberately surround the Xiaocai camp with a small number of people, but as soon as you step out of the Xiaocai camp, you will immediately become a traitor, and when the time comes, the people who will kill you are not only those outside."

Zhao Che frowned, and after a long time, he asked in a deep voice, "Why are you helping me?" ”

"Because you are the son of Mu He Nayun, after Mu He's fall, the third prince Zhao Qi rose to the top, and his mother's surname was Wei. Coincidentally, I am not from the Wei family. ”

Zhuge Yue looked at him with a smile and said, "Look, so soon, we have a common enemy. ”

Zhao Che snorted coldly and said, "Even if the Mu He clan falls, are you so sure that I will cooperate with your Zhuge family?" ”

Zhuge Yue looked up at the sky, with a long arm, and the white bird suddenly spread its wings and left. He didn't look back, and said lightly as he walked out: "If you can't even see through this little bit of stake, then I don't have to be here tonight." ”

Zhao Che lowered his head, pondered for a long time, and finally caught up with a few steps forward, and said in a deep voice: "You have never liked to pay attention to these, why did you meddle this time?" ”

Zhuge Yue had already walked far, and his voice seemed a little ethereal, only to hear him say from afar: "I just don't like that guy Zhao Qi." ”

For a whole night, the turmoil did not end, and the people of Zhenhuang City were claustrophobic at home, and no one dared to go out to watch. The shouts of killing rang out from late night until dawn, the fire was dazzling, black smoke was billowing, and there was a mourning.

The Mu He clan's rebellion was already expected, even if they didn't realize that this matter would be so serious, they didn't realize that this was the destruction of the family, and they didn't expect that the emperor would be wiped out, and the Wei valve and the Zhao royal family would also force them to this desperate road.

When the family's troops were unprepared, the Mu He clan, who had been a big family for a hundred years and had more powerful ministers in the temple, was like a plate of scattered sand, and the result of fighting separately was to let the emperor's ** team eat it away one bite at a time, and there was no power to fight back.

At dawn, the war was nearing the end, Mu Hexi, Mu Hexili, and Mu Heyunxiao were executed on the spot, and the family soldiers were killed and wounded more than 2,000 people, Mu Heyun was arrested and taken to prison, and Mu He's family, regardless of gender, old and young, were all taken into custody, from Mu Heyun's ninety-year-old mother to the newborn baby, and the imperial capital was overcrowded in a moment.

At the same time, the gate of the imperial capital was tightly sealed, restricting all people from moving around the city, and Zhao Song, the thirteenth son of the emperor, took the family token of the Mu family and the imitation letter of Chongwen Pavilion to the 23rd Army, the 26th Army, the Southeast Field Army, and the 16th Army of the Southeast Water Division to convey the news that Mu Heyun, the head of the Mu family, was critically ill at night. Urgently summoned Mu Hexichi, Mu Hexi, Mu Hexiyu, and Mu Heyunye's little great-grandson, Mu He Jingran, to return to Beijing immediately to discuss the position of the next head of the family.

However, as soon as the chief commander of the Quartet stepped into Zhenhuang City, he was taken down by the imperial capital generals, and the last hope of the Mu He clan was in vain, and he was defeated.

However, on the same night, Mu Heyunye's grandson, Song Duan, escaped from the heavily guarded prison, and escaped from the Zhenhuang City Gate all the way to the east.

The people of Mu He's family thundered with joy, but Mu Heyun was dumbfounded at night, and after a long time, he slowly closed his cloudy eyes, shouted sorry to his ancestors and ancestors, and shed two lines of tears.

Three days later, Meng Zhan, the grandson of General Meng Khotan, and his adopted daughter Meng Feng led the Mengshi army all the way to the east to defeat the Huaidong Song clan who followed the Muhe clan to rebel.

The Song family was shocked when they heard the news, and the head of the Song family immediately made a decision to tie up Mu Heyunye's daughter Mu He Minglan and Song Duan together and send them to the military gate of the Mengshi army.

Who knew that Meng Zhan refused to accept people, and after a round of arrow rain, the army continued to pull out, and within five days, it broke through the gate of the Song family of the first ritual house in Huaidong.

In an instant, the two great families of the same spirit were slaughtered. On March 28, before the guillotine of Jiuyoutai, more than 4,000 heads of the Mu He and Song families fell. The five generations of ancestors and grandchildren of the Muhe clan, except for the queen Mu Henayun, none of the rest were spared, even the pavilion concubine Mu Hena, and the Xiangfei Mu Helanxiang were given poisoned wine and returned to the west on the road.

On the day of the beheading of Jiuyoutai, the people of the entire Zhenhuang City rushed to watch, and for a time, the Zhenhuang City was empty, and the atmosphere was lively, which was more than the New Year.

A generation of prosperous gate valves, the prosperous and prosperous families of the past, and the busy wealthy families, were buried deep in the soil, scattered into the mud in the wilderness, dissipated in the turbulent years, and became another victim of the change of imperial power. The noble head that used to be dressed in gold and silver, and covered with pearls and emeralds, finally lowered deeply, spraying blood in front of the iron-blooded guillotine of the empire.

The so-called prosperity of the blessed sky is just dust.

Just look at the refreshing one