Rong Zhao and Gu Jinfeng ran all the way, Rong Zhao understood their hard work, so he let them rest first, and ordered someone to prepare a meal for them.

Xiao Junjue still has business to do, Rong Zhao went back to the room by herself, she was still haunted by the cloak, and Xiao Junjue's eyes made her jealous burn, and as soon as her temper came up, she dropped everything that could be dropped in the room.

When Xiao Junjue came back, he saw a messy place in the room, he leaned over and picked up a piece of clothing, which was Rong Zhao's favorite clothes, "Nighthawk, let someone clean up the room." He called out.

Rong Zhao sat in front of the dresser with his back to him, glanced back at him, and snorted heavily.

Xiao Junjue poured two cups of tea, handed one to Rong Zhao, and only said: "Why did your father let Fourth Young Master Gu accompany Rong Yao, he is a weak scholar, he can't protect Rong Yao, if something happens, he may become a burden to Rong Yao." ”

People are still angry, they don't know how to coax.

Rong Zhao pouted, but he still took the cup of tea, raised his eyes to look at him, and said: "Although my cousin is not strong in martial arts, he was born in the Protectorate Mansion after all, and he will still be able to defend himself with one or two moves." Besides, he has always been steady, but Rong Yao is a stunned young man, with him in control, there is less trouble on the way. ”

The hard lines of Xiao Junjue's cheeks moved slightly, and his expression was a little unnatural, and he said, "He's ······ He's been nice to you?"

In fact, if her uncle misses her and asks someone to protect her, there is no need for Gu Jinfeng, the eldest cousin and the second cousin are more suitable than him. Gu Jinfeng can come, he must have volunteered, why did he come, it was not for himself.

Rong Zhao's eyes dimmed, and his voice was low, "Well, it's good." ”

Gu Jinfeng's "goodness" to her and Xiao Junjue's "badness" to her are like two insurmountable gaps, Rong Zhao was angry and open-mouthed, "He is my cousin, of course he is good to me, if it weren't for you, I would probably marry him." ”

Xiao Junjue was slightly suffocated, he felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, and even, a little angry.

He didn't know why he was angry, but when he saw Gu Jinfeng's eyes looking at Rong Zhao, he felt guilty in his heart. That kind of admiration, he had seen it from Rong Zhao's eyes when he looked at him, and now that others looked at Rong Zhao with the same gaze, his heart was like a stone.

Now, Rong Zhao's words pierced his heart with a needle. If it weren't for him, if it wasn't for that night, wouldn't Rong Zhao have become someone else's wife?

His chest was heavy and undulating, his throat was tight, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, holding the flames in his chest, and the corners of his mouth hooked an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and asked rhetorically, "Is it?"

He tried his best to make his voice sound light, Rong Zhao didn't hear him angry, he always turned his back to him, and he didn't see his forbearant expression, he just wanted to say it happily, "No, at least he is not like you, he won't let me suffer a little grievance, and there is nothing "in the past." ”

Rong Wan is like a golden hairpin on the head of the Queen Mother, drawing a galaxy between Rong Zhao and Xiao Junjue, she always appears when Rong Zhao is about to forget to remind her that she has a past with Xiao Junjue.

Xiao Junjue's sparse gaze was cast on Rong Zhao's back, and there was an indescribable sourness in his heart that spread all over his body, stagnating, and his throat tumbled up and down.

When someone came in to collect the room, Xiao Junjue wanted to speak and stopped, but she couldn't stay any longer and left silently.

Rong Zhao felt that her heart was half cold, a sourness rushed to the bottom of her eyes, she rolled her eyes up, took a deep breath, and exhaled again. Aren't you used to it? What's there to cry about?

It's not the first day we met, I already knew that he liked Rong Wan, otherwise he wouldn't have married her in his previous life, it's not a big deal.

Rong Zhaoqiang held back his tears, but he couldn't help it, and he crackled down.

Elm pimple, it takes some time, she has patience, anyway, life is very long.

Rong Zhao wiped away his tears, wiped them dry, patted his cheeks in the mirror, and raised a bright smile.

However, the smile in the mirror was collapsing little by little, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't maintain it. Her eyes were filled with tears, flowing freely, from silent sobbing to lying on the table and crying.

When he saw Rong Yao again, he noticed that something was wrong with Rong Zhao, and when he saw the red bloodshot under her eyes, his face suddenly fell, "Sister, what's wrong with you?" Yu Guang glanced at Xiao Junjue.

Rong Zhao tried not to let people see that she had cried, and hit Rong Yao on the head, "It's a lot of things, what can I do?

The meal had been put on the table, Rong Zhao pressed him and sat down, "Let's eat quickly, what's the problem? cousin eat," she turned her head to look at Xiao Junjue, quickly swept over, and said in a low voice: "The prince eats." ”

The meal was obviously unhappy, but Rong Zhao had to force a smile, pretending to be the same as usual, arguing with Rong Yao and laughing with Gu Jinfeng, but he didn't have so much to say to Xiao Junjue.

Seeing that she only cared about talking to Gu Jinfeng and snubbed herself, Xiao Junjue felt more and more uncomfortable. He wouldn't talk to them, he just stuffed his head and put meat in Rong Zhao's bowl, and he didn't care if she wanted it or not, as if he was using the meat to gag her mouth and make her talk less.

When it was time to go to bed at night, the two of them were facing inward and the other outward, and the room was silent, except for longer and longer sounds.

In fact, no one is asleep, they all have their eyes open, and they are so close, but they feel that each other's hearts are far away.

Xiao Junjue couldn't sleep, he hesitated for a long time, and slowly turned over. The moonlight shone in through the eaves of the clinical window, and through a veil, it shrouded Rong Zhao softly.

He stretched out his arm several times, but hesitated, stretched it out, and pulled it back.

"Zhaozhao. He called.

Rong Zhao's heart throbbed, and she blamed herself for just screaming and then she didn't show up, she hummed lazily, waiting for his next words.

"You······ Is it cold?"

I looked forward to it for a long time, but I asked her if she was cold? Rong Zhao sighed and said, "Cold." Her heart was cold, and her fiery heart was extinguished by Xiao Junjue's basin of icebergs.

"Wouldn't that be better? Xiao Junjue exhaled softly, plucked up her courage, and hugged her.

The back stiffened, Xiao Junjue's warm breath brushed on her neck, the joy in her heart was surging with sweetness, Rong Zhao was hugged by him, and he only felt that his whole body was hot, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Hmm. She replied briskly.

"Sleep. Xiao Junjue's chest pressed up and said.

Rong Zhao nodded, her voice soft, "Xiao Junjue, I'm glad to marry you, I really like you." ”

Xiao Junjue tightened her arms around her slightly, and snorted heavily.

Rong Zhao slept soundly that night, and in Xiao Junjue's arms, he clearly felt the hot temperature on his chest, warm to the bottom of his heart.

I heard that the day of Shi Yan's execution was very lively, and Shi Yan's head and limbs were put on a rope, and the other end of the rope was tied to five fast horses. The horse galloped, his limbs and head torn apart like shredded rags.

Rong Zhao didn't go to the Dharma field that day, Xiao Junjue didn't let her go, and he didn't take her with him in every way. She had heard Nighthawk come back and tell her about it.

She hadn't seen the corpses of people split up yet, and she didn't see it with her own eyes this time, so she only felt regretful.

The corpses of the five horses are divided, and the scene is shocking enough to think about it.

It is true that Shi Yan died innocently, but he is not the most hateful, the most hateful is the cruel and tyrannical Sunrise man who killed innocent people.

Accustomed to the peace and prosperity of Kyoto, it seems that the world is prosperous, if it is not for this trip, Rong Zhao will never understand that there is also an emotion called national hatred and family hatred burning in her blood.

In war, the people who suffer the most must be the common people, and in the land of Fengcheng, the cruelty they suffer is really unpredictable for ordinary people.

And nothing suffers more than women and children, and those who are not as good as beasts at sunrise, and when they see beautiful women, no matter how old they are, they are taken back to the barracks for their sexual pleasures. Even, some were only in their early tens, and they were robbed. When it was snatched away, it was still a living person, and in less than a day, it became a corpse by the moat.

If the death is lucky, if the woman is unbearable and resists fiercely, the methods of torturing people by those beasts are many, Rong Zhao has seen with his own eyes a female corpse with a bite of a man in her mouth being stabbed into an ant nest, and the place where the person is being fed has also been cut off, and the death is quite tragic.

Those who are lucky enough to survive, some of them are unbearably innocent and commit suicide, and some people, even if they don't die, their bodies have been tortured and ruined, and there is no hope for their lives.

What's more, they left behind a large number of children, whose parents died at the hands of the Sunrise Soldiers, and the happy family no longer existed, becoming homeless orphans.

However, the calamity of the people of the northern plains did not stop.

On the third day of Shi Yan's five horses, news came from Yangcheng that the ruthless Sunrise army did not stop their killing, but intensified it, swinging their sinful guillotine knives towards more people of Dazhou.

On the third day of Yangcheng, the whole city was slaughtered.

This time, the pioneer generals sent by Sunrise were the third prince and the fourth prince of Sunrise, the two were siblings and had the same bloodthirsty nature.

It was the fourth prince who led the troops to capture Fengcheng, but in this counterattack, he died under the sword of the Nighthawk. Unexpectedly, this move angered the third prince A Shi Yan, and he heard that his brother died tragically, so he killed the killer and asked all the people in Yangcheng to bury his brother.

Slaughtering the city, 300,000 people in Yangcheng, within three days, none of them survived.

The river outside the city seemed to be soaked in blood, the green leaves were painted red, and even the air above Yangcheng was the smell of blood, which could be smelled for thousands of miles.

That day, Xiao Junjue was lying on the bed, her face facing inward, her legs slightly bent, and her arms were wrapped. He had been lying in such a position for a day.

Didn't speak, didn't eat, didn't drink a drop of water for a day.

He said he needed to be quiet, and Eizhao gave him a day.