Chapter 6 Shen II

In dreams

"Did you hear that? The Beirong prince's army was defeated, and he was hung on the handsome flag, and he didn't even fall a whole corpse! ”

"Shh......h He's the brother of the beauty inside, how dare you chew your tongue here? Let's go......"

The deliberately suppressed voice of the palace people talking was through a door, and it was not very clear, but it was like a knife, which stirred Ahya's heart.

She closed her eyes fiercely, her lips were bitten and bleeding, her eyes were red, but she couldn't cry anymore.

Her tears had already flowed when she learned the news.

Her younger brother, a little wolf on the prairie. She hadn't had time to see him again.

"Arthurs ......"

She almost cried and screamed silently, and the scenery in front of her turned white.

She should have thought of it, how could that person be cold-hearted and cold-hearted, how could he do it for her.

Holding her chest, Ahya staggered to her feet, moved to the window, and stared at the sky in all directions, laughing self-deprecating and sad.

The oil lamp on the table fell to the ground at some point, and suddenly ignited.

She didn't move, as if she were asleep, lying in the midst of the fire, reflecting a corner of the snowy night.

……

As if the pain of being licked by the fiery tongue of her previous life came, Ahya suddenly opened her eyes and woke up from her dream, breathing violently, her clothes already soaked with cold sweat.

Not again. She dreamed again of the time when her brother died before she was reborn, and she died tragically.

She frowned, trying to calm her breathing, slowly closing her eyes, and when she opened them again, she was only resolute.

Arthurs, her little wolf.

In this life, the chaos in Beirong was only more than a month, the prime minister mutinied, the regime changed suddenly, and the sisters and brothers were scattered and went into exile.

She is just living now, and trying to find her blood relatives is tantamount to a fantasy.

If Arthurs is found out and has to confront him, how can she keep him?

The thought grew firmer, and Ahya sat up, facing the bronze mirror, caressing her beautiful face.

If you want to take advantage of the situation, who else in the world can compare to the monarch of Daxu?

"Thank you, ......"

Ahya muttered, pursing her lips thoughtfully.

She vaguely remembered that at this time in her previous life, the Shen family had mentioned that in November, the monarch would personally go to Cumulus Temple to worship the Buddha.

Today is the sun.

Red, snowy. The bell was far away, and the beauty held an oil-paper umbrella and curiously broke off a plum, and the snow on the branch fell on the tip of the naughty kitten's nose, driving away the coldness and dyeing a naΓ―ve and natural joy.

Ahya only thought that he was really here to enjoy the plums, look here, and dot there, and the smile on his face never came down, which made the people behind the tree can't help but squint slightly, and his fingertips twist back and forth on the red sandalwood prayer beads.

"Your Majesty, don't you need to ......"

It stands to reason that when the monarch goes up the mountain to worship the Buddha, he should seal up the entire Cumulus Temple, although Xie Yu is not so high-profile, but the guards he brought also surrounded the Meilin in the back mountain.

But Zhou Zhong thought about Xie Ji's special attitude towards this girl yesterday, so he still asserted himself and let people in. At this time, I couldn't help but beat the drum in my heart and tentatively spoke.

Xie Yu glanced at him with a smile, but did not reprimand, but drew out a smile of unknown meaning with great interest, and his eyes were deep and obscure: "The Shen family is in front?" ”

"Yes." Zhou Zhong hurriedly replied.

"The beauty is so decent, how can I bother?" He squinted slightly, saying that it was not easy to disturb, but there was an undeniable beak in his voice, "Shen Er's thirty whips are still alive?" Bring someone here. ”

What to do with it, he didn't say, but Zhou Zhong knew it.

Ahya had no idea what he was doing.

Xie Jian was in the merlin, and he noticed it from the time she came in, and at this time he quietly located his position, found a stone not far away and sat down, holding the red plum in his hand, and looked at it stupidly, his eyes wandering, as if he was looking at someone through it.

"Yo, why is there a beauty hidden in this temple?"

A flirtatious voice sounded, and despite its pretentious demeanor, it couldn't hide the obscenity in it.

Ahya raised her eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from, her eyes flickered slightly, and she immediately reacted to which one it was, and quickly stood up, pretending to be panicked and disgusted and took a step back, her voice full of surprise.

"You, are you the second young man of the Shen family?"

She looked indignant, and with disbelief, she hit the nail on the head, deliberately provoking: "Didn't you get thirty lashes...... How? ”

"How do you know...... You're the slut who complained! Shen Er was also stunned, reacted immediately, gritted his teeth, and walked towards her with a hideous face.

"Wow! It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and I actually sent it to the door by myself! ”