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The corners of her mouth slowly pulled up, smiled faintly, then nodded heavily, and said softly, "Okay, let's go to Yanbei." 【Latest chapter reading. 】”

In the long night, cold and damp imperial capital prison, two small children sat against the cell across a wall, their hands breaking through the barrier and holding each other tightly.

If we go to Yanbei, we will definitely escape.

The long night and the storm had passed, and the sky was faintly bright.

Heavy footsteps woke the sleeping child, and the two hands quickly retracted, closing the pried open hole before they could open their eyes. The black velvet cotton boots stepped on the dusty dungeon, step by step, and the crisp sound of keys clashing kept ringing.

With a crisp click, soldiers in pale cyan armor and khaki cloaks walked in, a group of at least fifty people, filling the small prison to the brim. The jailer of the prison followed them carefully, nodding his head and being careful. Chu Qiao sat in the corner, looking at these internal guards with cold eyes, and his heart gradually sank.

Yan Xun sat on the ground, with his back to the door, his eyes were not open, he took off the gentleness on his body, and wrapped himself layer by layer with a sharp edge, like an old monk entering the meditation, ignoring outsiders at all.

The leader of the guards glanced at the prince of Yanbei who had the golden blood of the Great Xia royal family on his body, but there was no compliment or respect on his cold face, he took out the holy decree in his arms, and read it according to the script: "There is an order in the Shengjin Palace, take Yan Xun, the prince of Yanbei, to the Nine Hidden Platforms to listen to the fate." ”

Another guard stepped forward and sneered disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, "Yan Shizi, please." ”

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and the sharp light in his eyes surged, and just a slight glance with the tips of his eyes made the guard feel a chill down his spine. He seemed to understand something, but he still maintained the pride on his face, stubbornly stood up, and walked first to the door of the prison. A group of Ouchi guards took the prepared shackles, thought for a while, still put them behind them, glanced left and right, and walked forward in unison.

The snow-white fur swept across the ground, and the dirty dust flew up lightly and landed on the boy's white deerskin boots. On it, there is a dark line embroidery of the five-clawed golden dragon specially used by the royal family, which is more and more dazzling under the light of the early morning sun, even in such a depressed environment, it is also so outstanding, it seems to remind everyone in this way that once upon a time, Yanbei was also a branch of the Great Xia royal family.

The wind blows slowly from the long and dark corridor, bringing fresh air outside, but there is also a biting cold outside.

A hand, suddenly protruding from the enclosure of the cell, pale and slender, like fine porcelain, gave the illusion that it could be easily broken with a little force. But it was this slender little hand that blocked everyone's way, grabbed Yan Xun's calf, grabbed his trouser leg tightly, and stubbornly refused to let go.

"What are you doing? Are you tired of being crooked? One of the forbidden soldiers was furious, stepped forward and shouted angrily.

Yan Xun turned his head and looked coldly at the face of the forbidden soldier, his eyes were cold, and he forced the words behind the forbidden soldier back. The young man squatted down, held the child's skinny fingers, frowned at the skinny child, and whispered, "Achu, don't mess around." ”

"Your words don't count!" Chu Qiao's eyes were bright, he stubbornly tilted his head, and said word by word, "You said that you won't leave me." ”

Yan Xun frowned, from the moment he saw the Great Inner Forbidden Army, the young man who had been in the center of power in the imperial capital for a long time was keenly aware that things could not simply develop in the direction he wanted, and some uncontrollable things must have happened without his knowledge, whether it was a blessing or a curse was unpredictable, how could he take her to bear the risk? The young man's eyebrows tightened, and he scolded in a low voice: "I won't leave you, you are here obediently waiting for me to come back." ”

"I don't believe you." The child said stubbornly, but the strength in his hand did not slack at all, "Take me with you." ”

One of the guards was immediately furious and shouted, "Bold minions! ”

"Is that what you called the minion?"

Yan Xun turned his head sharply, looked at the soldier with sharp eyes, and said in a cold voice, "When did the laws of the empire allow a pariah like you to scream in front of me?" ”

The man's face suddenly turned red, and the guards on both sides grabbed him, for fear that the man would do something out of the ordinary in anger. Yan Xun didn't pay attention to him, just turned his head, looked at the child's small pale face, frowned, and said, "Achu, be obedient, I'm for your good." ”

"Take me with you for my own good," Chu Qiao tilted his head, grabbed the young man's trouser leg tightly, and repeated in a low voice with a stubbornness that would not give in, "Take me with you." ”

Time flew by, and a low wind blew away in front of the two of them. The boy silently looked into the child's eyes, in which a sharp and resolute essence flickered gently, and he knew that with her intelligence he would not be unaware of the dangers of this trip. The young man's lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but finally stopped in her stubborn eyes. After a while, Yan Xun stood up and said in a deep voice to the forbidden army behind him, "Open the door." ”

"Yan Shizi, only one person is summoned by the holy decree......"

Before the man's words were finished, Yan Xun turned around abruptly and strode towards his cell, saying coldly as he walked: "Carry my corpse to Shengjin Palace to reply." ”

The forbidden soldiers were helpless, and after discussing for a long time, they still opened Chu Qiao's prison door.

After all, just a small slave.

It was already bright outside the skylight, and Yan Xun grabbed the child's hand in front of everyone, preventing any rope from being put on her small body. The young man's eyes were sharp and resolute, he looked at the child who was a head shorter than him, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you afraid?" ”

Chu Qiao tilted his head, suddenly grinned the corners of his mouth, and smiled, "Don't be afraid." ”

Yan Xun smiled slightly, took Chu Qiao's hand and walked out first.

Outside the gate of the prison, the armor stood together, the swords were clear, and the cold armor reflected the white snow everywhere, which made people's eyes more and more sour. The sergeants stood in formation, their faces solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy. The people stood on the periphery from afar, standing on tiptoe and watching secretly, their eyes full of unconcealed curiosity and fear.

What kind of person can be dispatched to guard the golden guard of Shengjin Palace in person?

The long wind blew, the wings of the white eagle swept over Zhenhuang City, and the sky with thick clouds suddenly let out a sharp chirp, and the people all looked up in unison, and at that moment, they seemed to hear the first crisp sound of the collapse of the Empire State Building. The Imperial Capital Heavenly Prison is divided into two east and west prisons, each with two main roads, one on the east leads to the main street Jiuwei, which is the place where prisoners must be released and distributed, and the one on the west leads to Jiuyoutai, where most of the executions are carried out.

There was no prisoner car, no so-called court trial, torture, and verification of the body, only a pitch-black war horse was prepared in front of the gate of the prison, tall and strong, and when he saw Yan Xun, he snorted happily, and it was Yan Xun's mount. The corner of the young man's mouth gently pulled out a faint smile, touched the horse's head, helped Chu Qiao onto the horse's back, and turned over himself, went straight to Zhuwu Street, and followed the brigade. All the people all rushed to avoid it, probes probed their brains to watch, and then followed behind, coming to Jiuyoutai.

The sky was thick with clouds, black clouds rolled over, as if they were about to press on the top of the people's heads, and the wind rolled up on the ground, and hit the two children head-on from the far and empty road. Yan Xun opened the placket of Da Qiu and wrapped Chu Qiao's small body in it, revealing only a small head.

Chu Qiao turned his head and looked at the young man's heroic eyebrows, his eyes were clear, and his eyes were like water. Yan Xun lowered his head and smiled softly at her, and the two small hands under the big fur were tightly clenched.

They didn't know what fate awaited them, the wind in this world was too strong, and they could only stumble forward, stubbornly raising their faces, waiting for the moment when the storm came.

There was a loud bang, and all the people walking on the street unconsciously stopped, looking up at the cliff waves and mountains towering over the eastern plains of the Red River. There, the Chengguang Ancestral Temple of Shengjin Palace emitted a heavy bell ringing, and the huge bell of the waves was struck by the golden pillar again and again, and the sound echoed fiercely in the land of Hongchuan, thirty-six sounds, a full thirty-six sounds.

Yan Xun's face suddenly turned pale. Chu Qiao obviously felt that the hands holding her trembled violently, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Xun in confusion, but the young man didn't say a word.

The Emperor's Mandate of Heaven, the Ninety-Five, and the Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty must ring the bell forty-five times when he dies, and the thirty-six bells ring are the etiquette of the royal family when they pass away, with all forty-nine in number.

There is the blood of the Great Xia royal family flowing in his body, how many years ago, the Yanmen prince, who had also worshiped the same ancestor with the Zhao royal family, sneered coldly at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't hide from what he should come, so let's come all.

All the way to the Nine Hidden Terrace, the flags are lined up, looking to the north, you can also see the majestic and solemn purple gold gate in the distance, the red wall and golden tiles, the momentum is thousands, the whole black ink blue stone cast of the Nine Hidden Terrace stands solemnly on the flat ground, the pitch-black ground reflects the white snow light, and it looks more and more solemn.

Yan Xun turned over and dismounted, and was about to walk to the stage, when a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face wearing an inner court uniform suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Yan Shizi, please go this way." ”

"General Khotan?" Yan Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, looked in the direction the middle-aged man was pointing, and said, "There, it shouldn't be where I sit, right?" ”

"There is an order in Shengjin Palace, and Yan Shizi is sitting there."

Yan Xun looked at the eunuch next to the high platform, if the person he killed today was not himself, which prince would it be?

"In this case, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate."

The young man turned around coldly, walked onto the prison beheading platform under everyone's surprised gaze, and sat down on the main seat of the prison beheader. Next to him are the inner court officials of the House of Elders.

The young man's sword eyebrows are flying, his face is like a crown of jade, and he is as awe-inspiring as ice and snow, and he can't see the slightest tension and crampedness.

Time passed slowly, but no prisoners were seen coming from Zhuwu Street. At this time, only to hear a bang, the side door of the Zijin Gate opened, and the powerful figures of the Elders' House, the soldiers and horses of the outer court, and the warriors and civil officials of the inner hall came out one after another, and even Zhuge Huai, Wei Jing and others were behind the crowd, and they came to the position of Guan Qi and sat down with the heads of each family.

Wei Jing's face was slightly pale, his wrists were tucked in the wide sleeves, he couldn't see any damage, and his eyes were like knives slashing across Chu Qiao behind Yan Xun. Yan Xun saw it, turned his head to look, the eyes of the teenagers were lightning in mid-air, smiled coldly, and then, as if nothing had happened, they were all straight, their faces calm.

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