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"Death is death, how can you beg for mercy from the enemy, waste!" The girl stood in place, her cheeks pale and her eyes as bright as stars. 【Fengyun Reading Network. She looked at it coldly, defenseless, but she didn't hide her flinching at all, and said in a deep voice with cold eyes: "We are believers in Datong, you villain, if you betray Datong, you will die without a place to bury!" ”

After saying that, he hit his head on the stone steps under Wang Yuan, his body stiffened, the blood flowed like an infusion, and he didn't move immediately.

This change came so suddenly that no one reacted, and when the woman committed suicide, the rest of the soldiers rushed forward. A soldier reached over and turned back to report: "Your Majesty, this person is still angry." ”

Yan Xun let out a "hmm" and didn't say how to punish him. For some reason, the girl's eyes just now felt very familiar to him, and many trance memories came flooding back. He frowned and looked coldly at the pool of blood in the field, and suddenly lost interest, and with a wave of his hand, the guards behind him stepped forward in unison. For a while, I only heard the screams of the whole audience, and after a while, there was no one alive.

"The hunt begins, these people, drag them down and feed the dogs."

Yan Xun commanded lightly. The guard was slightly stunned, and asked hesitantly, "What about this living one?" ”

Alive? Yan Xun's eyes flashed slightly, and the picture passed lightly from his mind, and the child's stubborn eyes walked through his memory, as if he was still staring straight at him somewhere, making him feel a little cold.

"Your Majesty?" Cheng Yuan screamed quietly.

Yan Xun raised his head, only to see that the whole audience was staring at him tightly, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he said coldly: "Drag it down together." With that, he stood up and was about to leave.

"Stop!" Master Zhuang suddenly shouted, ran over and knelt beside the girl who hit her head in a few steps, and cried in a broken heart, "Son! It's Daddy who hurt you! ”

Yan Xun turned his back to him, and a cold smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The guards rushed forward in unison to take down Master Zhuang, and the rest dragged the girl and walked towards the wild dog room, leaving a long blood mark on the white snow.

"Yan Xun! You wolf! I won't let you go! You don't have to die well! ”

A heart-rending angry scolding sounded behind him, and when the guards saw it, they flew up and kicked Lord Zhuang's full mouth of silver teeth.

Yan Xun continued to walk forward quietly, and behind him were countless civil and military officials who were still trembling and kneeling on the ground. He pulled the corners of his mouth slightly in disdain, and raised a smile that couldn't be colder anymore.

Life is not good, what do you care about death?

The wind blew his ermine fur, like two heavy wings, and with a hula it spread out, startling the eagles flying in the sky.

The north is empty, a vast expanse, the Spring Festival is approaching, and this winter seems to be extraordinarily long.

The weather turned cooler, and the cold wind blew in, bringing the sonorous sound of armor from the north, blowing all the way down the Golden Purple Gate into the depths of Shuofang Palace.

There was a dead silence on the empty Shuiyao Temple, the pillars were like ink, the curtains were flying, the lights and shadows were flickering, and a large area was blown out by the wind, but no one dared to come forward and light it.

The man in a brocade robe sat in the darkness of the lamplight, with one hand on his forehead, as if he had fallen asleep. The man's face was clear, well-defined, and he looked very young, but under the light, a few strands of hair on his sideburns were slightly gray, and occasionally looked against the light, shining with a silver luster.

The huge dining table is the size of an ordinary family's bedroom, and it is full of delicacies: Babao wild duck, anchovy shark fin, red plum pearl incense, kung pao hare, milk horn, auspicious dragon double flying, stir-fried field chicken, coriander fried pigeon, bergamot golden roll, golden silk finch, fried guinea fowl, fish fillet with milk sauce, dried sea cucumber, roasted roe deer meat, lotus tofu, straw mushroom broccoli.

The table was full of dishes without touching a single chopstick, and even the hot soup that had been poured with oil had become cold, and the butter had solidified together, and the aroma had dissipated, leaving only a cold color.

The two Donghu dancers were wearing honey-colored light silk, wearing silver bells on their necks, wrists and ankles, with blue eyes and snow skin, and they were surprisingly beautiful and beautiful, but at this time they knelt on the ground trembling all over, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Today is the Spring Banquet, which is commonly known as the New Year, which is different from the hustle and bustle of the Great Xia Palace, but the Shuofang Palace is immersed in a dead silence. The dishes that the chefs worked so hard to make were untasted, only the occasional nocturnal wind took away a little aroma and dispersed lightly in the cold night.

Ah Jing's footsteps were a little heavier when he came in, waking up the man sitting alone above.

Yan Xun raised his eyebrows lightly and slowly opened his eyes. The lights in the hall flickered, and the man's face looked a little gray in the shadows.

"Your Majesty," Ah Jing knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Master Feng has sent a letter. ”

Yan Xun seemed to have drunk the wine, the wine glass was poured and sprinkled on the placket, and a dripping smell of wine suddenly spread.

He took the letter and looked quietly, his brows furrowed as usual, his eyes calm.

A chair was placed opposite Yan Xun and a set of clean and tidy tableware. Ah Jing knew who he was waiting for, and he also knew that that person might never come back.

The sand in the leak dripped another star of powder. Yan Xun slowly raised his head, just a few dozen words, but he looked very slowly, as if he wanted to deeply sink every word in his heart.

After a long time, he put the letter on the table, pressed it with a wine jug, lifted the silver spoon, and ate slowly.

"Your Majesty," Ah Jing said with a frown, "the food is already cold, so my subordinates will ask someone to change the table for you." ”

Yan Xun didn't speak, just waved his hand quietly and motioned for him to go down.

Ah Jing continued a little anxiously: "Your Majesty has been in poor health recently, and the doctor said that it is not appropriate to eat cold food. ”

Yan Xun didn't look up, he ate very slowly, and he was very serious about each dish. Maihime, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up, stumbled under her feet, and almost fell, but she still hurriedly rotated the distant dishes for him. Candle tears fell one by one, like meandering blood, and the wind chimes outside made a crisp sound, which was very pleasant.

He sat there and ate quietly, and it was rare that he ate all the dishes handed by the dancing girls. The candlelight shone on him, casting a long shadow on the polished obsidian floor.

Ah Jing suddenly felt a little sad, and suddenly remembered that two years ago, in the courtyard of Yunbi City, the first meal that Chu Qiao ate after waking up was also calm and cold, and it tasted the same as chewing wax.

Ah Jing's eyes were astringent and sour. He didn't understand why he had to back down when he had achieved his goal, after surviving so many difficult days, and had to endure so many hardships and hardships? Why did you get to where you are today?

But he didn't dare to ask, so he could only stand quietly like a fool.

"Ahem—" The man on the throne suddenly began to cough, at first it was soft, but gradually the voice grew louder and louder, echoing in the empty hall, with such a deep smell of exhaustion.

Frightened, Maiki hurriedly took out her handkerchief and handed it over, while the other Maiki poured wine with trembling hands.

Yan Xun took the handkerchief, covered his mouth and coughed, and his body bent down, like a shrimp with a hunched back.

A dancing girl suddenly screamed "ah". Yan Xun squinted his eyes and turned his head, his gaze extremely cold. The dancer craned her neck timidly and hung her head deeply, never daring to look up at him again.

"Your Majesty, have you suffered from the cold? The subordinates are called passing on the imperial doctor. ”

"Not necessarily." Yan Xun's voice was a little tired, but it was still his usual appearance, cold, and he wouldn't even say a superfluous word.

"Pour the wine." He commanded lightly.

Another dancer, who was a little farther away, raised her head nervously, her voice was almost trembling, but she still mustered up the courage to whisper: "The emperor has suffered from the wind and cold, and he is still ...... Let's stop drinking. ”

Yan Xun turned his head slightly sideways, looking at her with a playful look in his eyes, with a little chill in his eyes.

The dancing girl who was kneeling on the ground glared at her in fear, for fear that her audacity would affect her.

The dancing girl trembled at him, but she still had the courage to say, "Your Majesty, drink...... Drinking alcohol hurts the body. ”

- "Drinking alcohol hurts the body, and it also makes mistakes, and only useless people will use alcohol to kill their sorrows." ”

A series of crisp voices suddenly echoed in his mind, Yan Xun was slightly stunned, his thoughts drifted far and wide for a while, and he went back in time and saw the white waves of the river. He thought about it, nodded slowly, and said, "Well, then you go make tea." ”

Mai Ji was only sixteen or seventeen years old this year, and nodded happily, her honey-colored slender waist was exposed, like a small fish with soft and smooth skin, and she turned around and ran to the pantry.

The hall fell silent again, and Yan Xun said lightly to Ah Jing: "You go down first." ”

Ah Jing hesitated slightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty really doesn't need to call the imperial doctor to come and have a look?" ”

"No, you don't." Yan Xun shook his head quietly, his expression was very calm, as if nothing had happened.

Ah Jing's eyes lightly glanced at the letter on the table, and a few words jumped into his eyes, he was slightly startled, and hurriedly bent down and said softly: "Your Majesty rest early." ”

There was no sound again, Ah Jing turned around, raised his feet and walked on the empty and lonely hall, the gauze tents on both sides fluttered gently, the black pillars were carved with colorful auspicious birds, and there were two women sitting on the back of the birds, one was dressed in fluttering clothes, with a big belly, obviously pregnant, and the other was holding a battle axe, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, it was actually the twin gods of Yanbei.

"Your Majesty, drink some tea, ah!" Suddenly there was a girl's exclamation behind him, with a faint hint of crying, "Slave damn it, wet the letter, slave maid damn it." ”

"It's okay," a deep voice whispered, "take it and throw it away." ”

……

lived in Zhuge Yue's other courtyard in Xianyang...... I can't monitor it, and I suffer a big loss...... Ah Jing meditated on the words that he had accidentally seen, and the cold taste came from the distant Xianyang, and drifted all the way into the Shuofang Palace in Yanbei.

The heavy palace door was opened by the chamberlain, he walked out slowly, the night was cold and quiet, the people of Yanbei had lost the mood to celebrate the festival this year, war, taxes, conscription, death, blood, almost filled the entire plateau, Mr. Wu and the departure of General Xiuli, but also made this iron-blooded regime even colder. Death paralyzed people's nerves, and they could only live cautiously, and deeply suppressed the expectations and thoughts they once had.

Ah Jing walked all the way to the gate of the Nine Palaces before he got his sword.

The ground in front of the door was a little bloody, and several corpses fell on the side of the palace gate in a corner, covered with gunshot marks, and were stabbed by random guns.

The palace guards were carrying the other two corpses into the cart, and said to the guards who were driving the car: "Hurry up and pull them away, and the ministers will come to greet them when it is dawn." ”

"What's going on?" Ah Jing asked.

"It's the remnants of Datong." A soldier from Datong said without hesitation, "It's already the second batch tonight, and after Lord Zhuang's death, they have become more and more rampant, and even those with open swords and guns dare to rush in." ”

Ah Jing frowned slowly, presumably not rampant, but a desperate suicide. The senior leader of Datong has been killed by His Majesty, and no one has been able to really eliminate them for so many years in the old organization, but he didn't expect it to end up in his birthplace.

"Be careful."

"Don't worry, general."

A guard said with a smile: "We were personally trained by Lord Chu back then, and with a few of our brothers here, not a single mosquito would want to fly in." ”

Just look at the refreshing one