The twelfth year of the Southern Dynasty, winter!

The snow was falling all night!

No matter how much charcoal fire was in the wing, Su Youning only felt that his body was cold.

Shen Moli still didn't return all night!

On that day, there was no trace of variegated color in the courtyard, and Su Youning, who was wrapped in a plain white fox fur cloak, began to cough when he woke up.

Ji Xiang saw that his young lady had cleared again, her chin was sharpened like an awl, her face was pale and no different from the snow, her eyes were red, and she quietly invited the doctor to come over.

"Jixiang, you still can't believe in my medical skills? I don't have to go well with my illness when I see a doctor, so I don't have to work hard. ”

Su Youning glanced at the doctor with the medicine box on his back.

Ji Xiang pursed his mouth and shook his head.

"If you look at a few more doctors, maybe there will be a way."

The doctor took the pulse, and Jixiang hurriedly tightened the fox fur cloak on Su Youning's body.

"How is my wife?"

The doctor sighed.

"The old man doesn't dare to hide it, Madame's illness is strange, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter."

Ahem, ahem!

Su Youning coughed hard for a while, and for a while she only felt that her internal organs were stirring, she had long known that this disease was not ordinary, but she didn't know when and who was calculating.

Jixiang hurriedly took the spittoon and served tea.

After cleaning up, Su Youning instructed Jixiang to send the doctor out.

When Jixiang came in again, he saw Su Youning leaning crookedly on the soft couch, the carved window lattice on the side was opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in, Su Youning's broken hair on his sideburns flew, and his face was calm and staring at the snow-white outside the window.

"You can't blow the wind, you can decoct the medicine as you wish, you might as well take some."

Ji Xiang walked over and had to close the window.

Su Youning grabbed her hand and said in a hoarse tone.

"It's auspicious, it's a rare good scenery and let me see it."

Jixiang almost cried.

Suddenly, the door of the wing room was pushed open, and Old Madam Shen's personal maid Red Sleeves came over, looking at the two masters and servants with slightly red eyes, and her tone was slightly unkind.

"Old lady heard that you have hired a doctor again?"

Without waiting for Ji Xiang to speak, Su Youning nodded.

"Last night's heavy snow may have been infected with a cold, please come and take a look."

Redsleeves' brow was still furrowed.

"The old lady said, there is a doctor in the house, so you don't need to alarm the outside of the house next time."

Su Youning lowered her eyelids and nodded.

"The old lady asked me to pass a message to my wife, you have married into the Shen Mansion for three years and have nothing to do, you can't please your husband and you can't prolong your heirs, so you will invite yourself to the court in a few days."

Looking at the back of the red sleeves leaving, Su Youning fell into the ice cellar.

After marrying into the Shen Mansion for three years, she has never had a day of affection with Shen Moli, and she has never been able to get the pity of anyone in the Shen Mansion.

Jixiang's eyes were full of distress, but he didn't know how to speak.

Ahem, ahem!

Su Youning looked out the window at the heavy snow that began to fall again, and she suddenly wanted to see Shen Moli.

"Hasn't he been back yet?"

Ji Xiang was silent for a long time before speaking.

"Uncle hasn't returned home for a few days, Xu is Gong Weisi has something important, Miss doesn't have to worry."

Su Youning's eyes darkened.

It's been three years, and Shen Moli has ignored her, not sad or happy, as if there is no her by his side.

"Miss, no, there is news from the palace that the master has committed the crime of rebellion, and Gong Weisi has taken someone to the Su Mansion, and the whole house will be beheaded immediately."

Ruyi hurriedly ran in with a crying voice.

Su Youning's heart trembled, and a thin layer of sweat instantly rose on her back, which was still cold just now.

The sin of treason?

Full of slashes?

In the next second, the blood in his chest surged, a violent cough sounded, and a fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat.

Su Youning seemed to return to the light, rushing into the heavy snow desperately, and Jixiang and Ruyi hurriedly followed.

On the long street of Kyoto.

The snow is white, there are few pedestrians, and one master and two servants are particularly conspicuous in the snow.

rushed into Su Mansion, and Su Youning was stopped in an instant.

Jinyi Wei Qianhu looked at Su Youning who was wet without a shadow, and his face was expressionless.

"Madam, now that you are from the Shen Mansion, please leave quickly."

Su Youning has mixed tastes, she used to look forward to it, hoping that others would know that she was Shen Moli's person.

But now, she'd rather not!

Pushing away without a shadow, Su Youning rushed in desperately.

Step by step, starting from the front of the mansion, the Su Mansion, which should have been full of innocence, was drenched in blood everywhere.

Blood was soaked in the ice and snow, and the people who were once alive all fell at Su Youning's feet at this moment.

Su Youning was unconscious, so she could only move forward numbly.

"Father, mother, where are you?"

Her voice trembled, her hands unconsciously clenched the cloak on her chest, and her fingers pressed until they turned white.

Until I heard the voices of Bing Ge and his father coming from the main hall.

Su Youning hurriedly ran over.

Finally, Su Youning saw Su Zhixing's back in front of the main hall.

Daddy is alive!

Su Youning's eyes were hot, tears burst the embankment, and he was about to shout, only to see a series of sharp arrows flying out of the hands of the Jinyi guard wearing the regular clothes of flying fish, shooting straight at Su's father's back!

"Dad, be careful."

Su Youning shouted, desperately running towards Su Zhixing.

In the next second, the overwhelming rain of arrows densely penetrated Su Youning's thin back.

Suddenly, blood stained the plain white cloak red, spreading rapidly......

Su Zhixing turned around and hugged Su Youning, his eyes were red, and his voice was trembling.

"Youning!"

Su Youning couldn't speak, and countless blood gushed out of one mouth.

In the end, she struggled to pull the corners of Su Zhixing's clothes.

"Daddy......"

Only one word seemed to use all her strength, her eyes were full of reluctance, and the next second, her hand fell weakly......

"Youning, my Youning!"

Su's father called heartbreakingly, but he never got a response.

Looking at the approaching Jinyi Guard, Su Zhixing suddenly laughed, laughing wildly.

"My emperor Mingjian, Weichen's life, worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the king, only ......"

Su Zhixing lowered his eyes, caressed Su Youning's colorless face lovingly, and glanced at the lady who had fallen a few steps away and had long since lost her breath.

"I'm only worthy of my wife and daughter!"

The approaching Jinyi Guard's face was not moved at all, and he looked at Su Zhixing vigilantly with his sword, he smiled bitterly for a moment, grabbed the sword next to him and slashed his neck and died!

There is no more life in Su Mansion, and the heavy snow will stop!

Kyoto Jinmu Gate.

Shen Moli came out of the palace gate with tired eyes.

For several days in a row, he ran around the Gongwei Division, entered the palace overnight to meet the saint, and finally got the emperor's approval to temporarily withdraw the holy decree of the Su family.

With the letter of forgiveness in his hand, he turned over and got on his horse, ignoring the heavy snow that drowned the horse's hooves, and ran straight towards Sufu.

Before he got close to Su Mansion, Shen Moli smelled blood, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Drive!

Shen Moli clenched the reins and shouted loudly, speeding up!

"My lord, Su Zhixing is dead, and all the 135 people in Su Mansion have been annihilated."

Shadowless heard the sound of horses' hooves and hurried over.

Shen Moli's pupils on horseback suddenly contracted, and the whole person tensed, and scolded angrily.

"Who will allow you to do it?"

Shen Mo dismounted from the flying side, ready to go inside, when suddenly he paused.

"How many people did you just say?"

Shadowless hung his head and replied again,

"My lord, one hundred and thirty-five in all."

"Nonsense, there are only one hundred and thirty-four people on the list of Su Mansion, how can they ......?"

Shen Moli thought of something, and his breath was suffocated.

Shadowless continued to speak.

"Yes Madame, plus Madame a total of one hundred and thirty-five ......"

Hearing this, Shen Mo's mouth froze, and the fishy sweetness in his throat gushed out from his mouth, and a stream of blood sprinkled on the heavy snow in front of Sufu's door......