After being knocked unconscious, will the person who wakes up become her again?

Huo Lian looked at the back of the woman in front of her, she obviously closed her eyes at the beginning, why did she change when she opened her eyes again?

Then close your eyes one more time.

When Qixing heard this, he turned around and looked at Huo Lian's dark and unpredictable gaze, but he was not afraid, and smiled a little helplessly: "I'm afraid it won't work if you stun that one." ”

Yes, she fainted because she was seriously injured.

Seriously injured again and again.

Huo Lian looked at the woman in front of her, if she was to be turned back, would she have to be seriously injured again and again?

She suffered for Momen's wish, and now she has to go through another calamity for his private wish, why is she so unlucky.

Seeing that Huo Lian was speechless, Qixing didn't speak again, turned around, not afraid of him being hurt behind his back, and quickly walked into the room.

When the pheasant took the cloak untied by Qixing and looked out, Huo Lian in the courtyard was gone.

The winter sunset stretches and shines brightly in the courtyard.

Another day is going by.

"Governor, you're back, you know? Your Majesty really wants to use those things in Momen. ”

Zhu Chuan watched Huo Lian walk in, hurriedly greeted him, and hurriedly said.

"Did Your Majesty believe the woman?"

"Hah, she's so lucky, isn't she? Is this all okay? She's a killer—"

Before he finished his words, Huo Lian stepped into the hall and slammed the door, Zhu Chuan almost hit the door, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Dudu—" he called.

"It's getting late." Huo Lian's voice came from the room, "I'm going to rest." ”

Isn't it early? Zhu Chuan covered his nose and looked up, the afterglow of the sunset had dissipated, but the sky and the earth were still clear, not shrouded by the night, and the lights in the courtyard of the Metropolitan Inspectorate had not been lit yet, so why did he have to rest?

If you think about it again, the face of the governor of Shicai, or the face of the governor in this paragraph, is not good.

Well, if the governor wants to rest, he should rest early.

"Governor, I'm outside, why do you need to call me?"

Huo Lian didn't need anything, he didn't even need to rest, because he wasn't sure if he would be able to fall asleep.

But he was really asleep and still dreaming.

This is a dream that has never been seen before, not the bloody Jin Land, nor the endless northern realm.

It is gray here, there is no sky to be seen, and there seems to be no earth below, but it is not empty, there are trees and flowers in sight, but the trees and flowers have no color, they are all gray, and occasionally birds fly by in the air and chirp.

Huo Lian walked slowly, regardless of direction, and it seemed that she couldn't get out of this world at all.

He doesn't care, dreaming, whatever, anyway, it's gone when he wakes up.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, short and small, a child, pushing an iron ring in his hand, running on the ground, giggling.

When I got closer, I could see that it was a girl, three or four years old.

Huo Lian only felt that her body stiffened, as if she thought of something, she stood still and didn't dare to move, looking at the girl running over, trying to find a familiar aura.

However, it was found that the girl's face was blurred.

"You" Huo Lian wanted to open her mouth to speak.

This was the first time he had spoken in a dream.

But it was difficult to speak in the dream, he could not make a sound, and as he watched the girl run towards her, she seemed to not see him at all, and just slammed into him and passed through him, and went away with a giggle.

Huo Lian stretched out her hand and pressed her heart, even in her dreams, she could feel how fast her heart was beating.

Is it her?

Is it seven stars, isn't it, is it nine needles?

He turned his head, and the girl had disappeared into the ashes.

There was a clanging sound in front of him, Huo Lian quickened his pace and walked forward, and a man's figure appeared in the gray, standing in front of a large iron pier, taking out iron tools from the stove next to him, and beating them hard.

The man's face was also blurry, but Huo Lian recognized it at a glance, it was Luo Gong!

Huo Lian stood over step by step, but this time he suddenly didn't want to ask anything.

Luo Gong is dead, so is this the world of the dead? If Nine Needles is here, does it mean that she is dead?

He suddenly didn't want to know that Nine Needles was here.

Luo Gong didn't look at him or speak, he was concentrating or repeating the iron, Huo Lian looked at it for a moment, and then looked forward, and saw that there was another figure over there.

It's a woman's figure.

Huo Lian hurriedly rushed over, and saw the woman sitting on the ground with wood in her arms, a carving knife and chisel in her hand, carving something, and a pile of wood chips under her feet.

It was a familiar scene, but the woman with a blurred face was not someone he was familiar with.

It's the mother of the nine needles.

Huo Lian watched quietly, until the laughter of a child came from front again, he looked forward, and saw that the girl from before had reappeared, this time no longer with an iron ring in his hand, but with one, no, two kites.

The girl giggled and ran, and the kite behind her slowly flew up, and at the same time, the kite that was not being led by anyone next to her also flew.

Perhaps, there should be a girl here.

Huo Lian looked at the kite side by side, a lonely girl, and couldn't help but feel heartache.

"It's time to eat—"

A soft female voice came from the front.

Huo Lian looked forward, the girl pulling the kite was no longer visible, he slowly walked forward, and a room appeared in his sight, just like he had seen in Xu Cheng, a simple wooden house.

Smoke curls from the rooftops.

There is a table outside the house, there are three people sitting in front of the table, Luo Gong, who used to make iron, is no longer iron, holding a wine jug and drinking it with his head up, the craftsman who carved it is about to take his wine jug down, and the girl who flies with a kite is holding a rice bowl, shaking her calves and eating a big mouthful.

On the other side of the table are dishes and chopsticks and small chairs.

Luo Gong, who had put down the flask, and the craftsman kept putting the food into the small bowls of the two girls, including the bowl in front of the empty space.

It seems that there is a girl over there who is also waiting to eat the meal served by her parents.

Huo Lian closed her eyes and looked around.

What about people?

What about her?

Is it even missing in a dream?

He strode forward, but the next moment the gray sky and earth were cut off violently, and the abyss suddenly appeared under his feet, and he fell down.

With a low roar, Huo Lian opened her eyes.

The room was dim, the light from the eaves of the courtyard was shining through, and he lay on the bed with the broken sword in his arms.

Broken sword.

Huo Lian sat up and lit the lights in the room, one was not enough, two, and soon all the lamps that could be lit in the room were lit, and the lights were bright.

Huo Lian sat under the lamp and looked at the sword body inch by inch.

I haven't looked at it carefully before, but I know that there are patterns on it, and some sword bodies will be carved with patterns, which will be more lethal.

At this moment, when he saw the slender lines on the sword under the lamp, he found that he was depicting people, flowers, and houses, just as he saw in his dream, people were striking iron, working, cooking, lifting children high, and there were cats and dogs playing at their feet, as if they wanted to carve everything in the world, but the world was too big, and the sword body was still too short

Huo Lian heard Luo Gong say that he treated the sword as his daughter, and he also heard Qixing tell him about the origin of this sword, but it was not until this moment that he could really feel how to raise him as a daughter.

He carved a home for the sword, and in that home, she was happy with her parents and sisters.

Huo Lian leaned over and pressed the sword to his forehead.

But now, she has lost even that home.

The sword is broken, and the soul is gone.

Accompanied by drum music, the emperor walked into the main hall, and the court meeting began.

The year is coming to an end, ushering in the new year, and most of the discussions are about sacrifices, although they are complicated but they are all in accordance with the regulations, easy and smooth, and the court meeting will soon come to an end.

The emperor, who had not spoken much, suddenly spoke.

"I have something to announce." He said, "One of the main culprits who colluded with the King of Jin to murder the prince was on the run for many years and was finally caught." ”

With the emperor's words, the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere in the hall suddenly disappeared, like an ice cave.

After so many years, there is still the main culprit in the King Jin case?

And as long as it involves the case of King Jin, every time it is a raid on the family and extermination, it is a hundred miles away.

It seems that this New Year is going to be spent in blood.

The Emperor's voice continued after a moment's pause.

"I killed this thief with my own hands."

As soon as these words came out, the originally stagnant hall was in an uproar.

"What's going on?"

"When?"

There was a lot of noisy inquiry, and it was not until several imperial histories, including the guards on duty in the palace, that everyone quieted down.

"Everyone should know about going to the palace in the middle of the night before." The emperor sat on the dragon chair and said slowly.

It is true that all the officials knew, but the emperor never said what he was going to do, and there were different opinions.

"Your Majesty used his body as bait to lure the main culprit to appear." Liu Yan stood up and said, "In the Xishan Palace, kill that murderer." ”

The hall was shocked again, some people were shocked, some people asked for more, and some officials were already crying, "Your Majesty, how can you be in danger!" ”

The emperor quietly watched the drumming and bustle in the hall, allowing everyone to vent their emotions, and only raised his hand again after a moment.

"After this crime was killed, I was finally able to comfort my father and brother." He said slowly, "The case of King Jin plotting against him will end here." ”

What this means is that the officials looked speculative and heard the emperor's voice fall.

"Change the yuan in the New Year, amnesty to the world."

"This amnesty includes all the criminals involved in the Jin King case who are pending trial and detention in various places."

Those involved in the King Jin case can also be amnesty, then this matter is really over, the officials finally reacted, no matter how many doubts and curiosity there are, at this moment it means that the emperor has finally revealed the old days, and everyone no longer has to think hard about whether they have said something inappropriate and worry.

For a time, all the officials bowed their heads in unison.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty."

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live."

Standing in the queue of officials, Liu Yan thought that although the emperor did not exempt Momen from the crime, from now on, he would no longer pursue Momen's crime, so that he could be regarded as a new life and could walk in the world with dignity.

Again he bowed his head deeper and bowed deeply.

"Your Majesty."

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live."

After the imperial meeting, in the imperial study, the emperor looked at Liu Yan who was kneeling on the ground.

"Liu Wenchang's case, Lu Yi's case, you did a good job." The emperor said, pointing to the file on the desk.

The emperor didn't care about Liu Wenchang's case, mainly Lu Yi's case, which was determined to be a murder caused by a private affair with Miss Xiahou's children, that is, love killing, Lu Yizhi's actions were all bad human nature, and the judgment issued by Dali Temple was still very beautifully written, without denying Lu Yizhi's talent and learning, and lamenting that no one was perfect, which also triggered a civil debate about knowledge and conduct.

Some people think that Lu Yizhi should not die, but his personal morality is not good, and if he is an official, he is still very capable and beneficial to the country and the people.

However, some people immediately retorted that people with personal virtues will not go far, and sooner or later they will harm the people, and Lu Yi's death is good, even if he does not die, the emperor will definitely condemn him.

So no one thought that the emperor didn't know people clearly, let alone mention the relationship between Lu Yizhi and the Mo disciples.

Liu Yan said: "It is Your Majesty Shengming that can judge this case." ”

The emperor looked at him for a moment, and said lightly: "I know that you are the heart of the country and the people, but I no longer believe that you are the heart of me, Liu Yan, you can go out." ”

The emperor no longer believed in him, but he still used him, even if he went to a remote place, it was not the same as when he was exiled, he could still do his best for the country and the people.

Liu Yan bowed his head: "Thank you, Your Majesty!" The minister bowed and died! ”

Liu Yan retreated, and Zhu Chuan, who was on the side, couldn't help but urge: "Your Majesty, what about our governors?" ”

The emperor shouted: "What a hurry! I'm still being urged by you to do things? ”

Zhu Chuan hurriedly laughed: "The minister doesn't dare." He added, "The main thing is that during these days, the governor was snubbed by His Majesty, he didn't think about tea, he lost his soul, he was gone, and he couldn't survive anymore." ”

The emperor sneered: "Really? Then go call in and let me see what it looks like. ”

(End of chapter)