It's the depths of winter.

Approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, Luoyang City did not have the liveliness of the end of the year, the cold wind howled over the city, every household closed its door, and the fluffy grass on the street rolled over the roofs of people's homes, entangled with dead leaves, and flew towards the more cold and hard sky.

There were no preparations for the New Year at the court.

There are panicked whispers everywhere, Pei Daozhu stands by the high wall and looks at a plum tree, and he can hear the discussion of the people in the palace outside the wall:

"I heard that Your Majesty lost three battles and three times, not only lost two cities, but was also blinded by Xiao Heng!"

"Don't they all say that the southern court is weak? Why are there such brave and good generals? If the city is broken in the future, what will we do? ”

"Back to the grassland, what else can I do?"

“……”

Bae Daozhu raised his head.

The high wall was deep, and she couldn't see the bustle outside, only this small square of sky.

Dancôme's nails, unconsciously picking at the moss over the wall tiles—

"Sister Pei!"

In the silence, a sudden shout was heard.

Pei Daozhu looked, and Yuan Xuxu hurriedly ran over with a few little palace maids: "Now everyone in the palace is in danger, and everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, so I have the opportunity to break in and visit you!" How are you doing these past few months? ”

She held Pei Daozhu's hands worriedly.

Pei Daozhu bowed his head slightly: "Everything is fine." ”

She looked at Yuan Lifelike, the little princess of the northern country, wearing a fiery red narrow-sleeved skirt and a string of turquoise forehead pendants on her forehead, she still looked lively and cute, and in the golden afterglow of the setting sun, it was strange and bright like a touch of light from the moon.

She asked: "Luoyang is in danger, isn't the princess afraid?" ”

"What's so scary?" Yuan Xuxu didn't care, "It's a big deal, I'll go back to the grassland!" It's good to have the world, but it's also good to go back to your hometown. Sister Pei, when I was born, Luoyang was already our capital, and I had never seen what the grassland was like and what my grandfather's house was like. If I can, I want to go back to the grassland with my royal brother. ”

The girl bent her eyebrows, and she had always been honest with Pei Daozhu.

"It's just a pity...... Yuan Xu tilted his head, staring at Pei Daozhu's gaze a little greedy, "I can't bring Sister Pei back to the grassland as well." If he takes you away without permission, Xiao Heng will definitely not give up...... How fierce he is! ”

Pei Daozhu has been locked up in Youlan Garden, and he doesn't know that Xiao Heng's murderous reputation has spread all over the world.

He killed so many people on the battlefield, like a demon rakshasa that it is not an exaggeration to say that a child cries when he hears it.

The kings and nobles of the northern kingdom were afraid of him to death, without exception.

……

Chinese New Year's Eve is getting closer.

Pei Daozhu found that the palace was becoming more and more deserted, except for Yuan Cheng's henchmen who were still guarding her, the rest of the palace people ran away, and took away most of the valuable objects in the palace.

This winter has been bitterly cold.

Approaching dusk, Pei Daozhu roasted the fire around the smoked cage, and he still felt cold when he tightened his cloak.

She couldn't help but say to the palace people who were guarding her: "Why don't you disperse too?" ”

There is a shortage of food, clothing, and charcoal in the palace.

The palace people stood not far away, and a female official's voice trembled and said: "Your Majesty has an order, the girl is not allowed to leave Youlan Yuan for half a step, and the slave maid does not dare to disobey the holy decree." ”

"Your Majesty......" Pei Daozhu thought about Yuan Cheng, and suddenly snorted, "He may not be able to come back." ”

On the battlefield where life and death are unknown, brothers and sons are fighting, who knows where Yuan Cheng will die.

The female official was very stubborn: "Your Majesty is wise and martial, and he will definitely come back." As His Majesty's concubine, the girl should pray for His Majesty day and night! ”

Bae Daozhu didn't speak.

She remembered the war in her previous life, and Yuan Cheng also went to the battlefield in person.

The concubines in the harem actively went to the Buddhist temple to pray for him, but she was mixed in, praying for a safe home.

Later, Xiao Heng really took her home......

She thought about the yellowed old memories, and suddenly there was a commotion outside the hall.

The sound of boots and armor clashing came from all directions, and soon someone broke through the felt curtains, and the cold wind filled the entire dormitory with a disgusting smell of blood.

Pei Daozhu covered his mouth and nose and looked out of the hall.

The person who broke in was Yuan Cheng.

He was dressed in broken armor, blackened blood in the cracks of the armor, blind in one eye, and his helmet did not know where it had been lost, and his long hair was scattered in the cold wind, and his face became more and more hideous.

He grabbed Pei Daozhu, his eyes were scarlet as blood, which was extremely frightening.

He whispered, "You're still there." ”

Pei Daozhu did not struggle, but calmly met his gaze: "Your Majesty is about to die." ”

Subjugation......

Yuan Cheng's complexion changed suddenly, and he slapped her mercilessly!

Pei Daozhu fell to the ground in embarrassment, and five bright red fingerprints immediately appeared on her white and tender cheeks.

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Good night duck