The fire in the temple grew bigger and bigger, gradually engulfing the fresco.

Pei Daozhu and Xiao Heng didn't delay any longer and ran to the apse.

Xiao Heng practiced martial arts, and his pace was extremely fast.

Seeing him getting farther and farther away from her, Pei Daozhu was a little panicked, she tried to pull the corner of his sleeve, but her fingertips only had time to touch the edge of the fabric.

"Xiao Xuance......"

Smoke billowed and her voice was hoarse.

The amber palace lamp hanging high on the roof of the hall shook a few times, and suddenly fell heavily to the ground!

With a loud bang, flames rushed up, completely separating the two.

Pei Daozhu fell to his knees, looked at his ankle burned by the fire, and looked up at the opposite side.

"Xiao Xuance!"

She cried out in a hoarse voice.

Through the sea of fire, Xiao Heng looked back.

The girl who has always been deep in the city is unexpectedly delicate in the face of death, her beautiful Danfeng's eyes are red, and her pupils are faintly flashing with tears.

Yes, her only way to survive is him.

Xiao Heng's face was expressionless.

To save, or not to save?

The fire is raging, and turning back hastily may take his own life.

And Pei Daozhu's existence is a threat to the marriage of Xiao Gu's two families, if she dies here, his Northern Expedition plan will go more smoothly.

No one in the world loves her.

Without her, the banquet in Wuyi Lane is still lively, and the landscape and long street in Jiankang City are still elegant, except for her aunt who will feel sorry for her, no one in the world cares about her life and death......

As he weighed the pros and cons, countless ideas flashed through Bae Do-joo's mind.

She knew that Xiao Heng would take a big risk if he turned around to save her.

If it were her, she might not look back at all.

But no matter what, she wants to live.

said that she wanted to become a retreat for A-Niang, and said that she would marry into the high gate in style, even if the gods gave up on her, she couldn't give up herself.

The smoke hoarseled her throat and reddened her eyes.

The light of the fire jumped in her pupils, and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks.

Some broken pictures faintly appeared in the firelight.

In that dream about her past life, she became the imperial concubine of the northern kingdom.

Ten years later, the generals of the southern kingdom led their armies to break through the mountains and rivers, setting fire to not only the palaces of the northern kingdom, but also the royal family and courtiers of the northern kingdom.

On that day, the court and the harem were full of corpses.

A few blurry bloody faces suddenly jumped into her mind.

It is the head of the Zheng family and his heirs......

There are ten major families in the southern country, such as the Xiao family, the Cui family, the Lu family, etc., and the Zheng family is also among them.

But why did the head of the Zheng family wear the clothes of the northern kingdom and die under the sword of the southerners?

- In the court of the southern kingdom, there are traitors who collude with foreign races.

Xiao Heng's words echoed in his ears.

Could it be that the people who betrayed Wang Xiao's family back then were the Zheng family?

Are they spies in the North?

Pei Daozhu didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't care if it was really the Wang Xiao family betrayed by the Zheng family, so he used this as a bargaining chip and said: "The Zheng family! The Zheng family betrayed the imperial court! ”

It was like an extra weight on the scale, and the scales, which were originally evenly matched, quietly tilted to one side.

Xiao Heng stared at the girl.

Zhengjia guarded the frontier, and half a month ago suddenly rebelled against the imperial court, and defected to the north with the two cities on the border line, and now he has been crowned in the north to worship the prime minister.

The imperial court was afraid of causing unrest, so the news was only known to the rulers of a few major families.

Bae Daozhu......

How did she find out?

The girl kneeling in the depths of the sea of fire seems to have finally had the value of saving.

Expressionless, he leaped into the wall of fire.

He picked up Pei Daozhu on his back and quickly swept towards the apse.

The girl was light and soft, probably really frightened, and was sobbing slightly.

Somehow, Xiao Heng's heart suddenly ached, as if he had experienced this scene.

The fire is raging.

The scene in front of him gradually blurred, and the temple seemed to be turned into a palace boudoir on fire, and the hall was full of corpses, all of them were palace maids and eunuchs who had been killed by the rebellious army.

The beauty dressed as a concubine knelt helplessly in front of the makeup table and sobbed.

A general broke down the door, resolutely picked up the crying beauty, and left the cage-like palace.

- Ten years ago, he sent you to hell with his own hands.

- Pei Daozhu, I'm here to pick you up.

The general whispered, his features shrouded in shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Temple.

Xiao Heng broke out of the window.

As soon as the wind blew, he gradually came back to his senses.

He pulled the corners of his mouth in self-deprecation.

He had been in the fire for a long time, and he had hallucinations.

How could he imagine such a picture of him taking Bae Daozhu home?

Pei Daozhu lay on his back.

The man's shoulders were broad, and he carried her very calmly, and as he broke out of the window, the night wind blew away the thick smoke, and she smelled the scent of cedar on him.

This moment is inexplicably familiar.

The dream of that previous life is a little clearer.

The imperial court sent her to the north and relatives, and someone led 5,000 soldiers and horses to escort her.

Crossing the mountains and rivers of the south of the Yangtze River and passing through the war-torn plains of Zhongzhou, they were going to the old capital occupied by foreign races and presented her as a gift to the foreign crown prince.

It was a winter day.

When we were about to arrive at the Imperial City in the North, the snow was very thick.

They crossed the mountains, but they were trapped in the mountains by the wind and snow.

Seeing that he was about to miss the auspicious day to send her to the palace, the Lang Jun who escorted her abandoned his horse, personally carried her, and walked step by step through the snowy mountains, step by step to the former capital that should have belonged to the Central Plains.

He personally sent her to the palace of the crown prince of the northern kingdom......

It's Xiao Heng.

The person who sent her to kiss was Xiao Heng......

It's past midnight, and the sky in the mountains is still dark.

Xiao Heng carried her on his back and temporarily fled to a safe place.

He put her by the stream: "I'll go and gather the soldiers and horses, don't move." ”

He wanted to leave, but Pei Daozhu grabbed his collar fiercely.

Pei Daozhu raised his little face and stared at Xiao Heng in a daze.

The beautiful Danfeng's eyes were even more scarlet, and she was obviously out of danger, but two lines of tears rolled down again.

"Xiao Heng ......"

As soon as she spoke, her voice shattered with tears.

How did you endure it?

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