Shen Zhou fought hard in the middle of Yulinwei, and the Gyeonggi Guard, who was close to him, was cut by him before he could make a move. There are no bells and whistles, and for an Assassin, killing people is enough for a split second. He stared in Bai Huan's direction and pushed forward step by step, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood.

The shouts of Chu Lin and the others behind him seemed to come from thousands of mountains and rivers, and they were dimly inaudible. In Shen Zhou's eyes, there was only the cold look that Bai Huan looked at him, although there were thousands of troops and horses, Shen Zhou was very sure that Bai Huan was looking at him.

Shen Zhou heard the neighing of horses.

More than a dozen horse-drawn carriages on fire rushed in from Xuandemen, and the frightened and unable horses to break free went on a rampage, trampling the Gyeonggi Wei and Yulinwei in front of them into a pulp. Several horses were stabbed in the chest by Yu Linwei with a gun, and fell to the ground with a wail, and the carriage behind them lost control, flipped on its side and slid out more than a dozen feet, and the oil and flames in it flowed freely.

A carriage rushed towards the sinking boat with great vigour, and he was blocked by the panicked Gyeonggi guard, and decisively stepped on the other man's chest and got up in the air, turning over the roof of the carriage. But the carriage that overturned in the distance did not stop knocking more than a dozen people, like an unstoppable meteor, and the sinking boat was falling on its trajectory.

Shen Zhou subconsciously protected his head and chest when the violently burning "star" rushed in front of him. He flew a long distance, rolling several laps on the icy ground before stopping, and the ghost mask stumbled into the distance.

Shen Zhou stood up strongly, and there were flowing flames everywhere in front of him, like a burning mist, vague. Shen Zhou shook his head vigorously, trying to banish the noisy beep from his head.

Shen Zhou carried his sword, staggered as he looked at the surrounding enemies, and instinctively aimed his sword at the enemy. Shen Zhou once thought that he would never be afraid of the Nine Shadows again. But at this moment, he looked at those blurred faces, as if he was back in that hell.

All of them died.

The world was empty, and he was alone.

He wanted to cry, he wanted to roar, he wanted to tear everyone in front of him, but he could only hold his sword tightly and vent the pain and fear in his heart through killing.

"Sinking the boat!"

The familiar sound was like thunder, slashing on the spiritual platform of the sinking boat. The snow skull was like a groundbreaking lightning bolt, tearing apart the overwhelming flames. Chu Zhixia fired three arrows in a row to force back the Gyeonggi Guard, who was close to Shen Zhou, and the moment he rode his horse past Shen Zhou's side, he stretched out his hand at him.

Shen Zhou grabbed her hand and flipped onto the horse, pressed his forehead against her shoulder, his eyes sore and swollen, and tears silently soaked her clothes. The shrill beeping sound in his ears receded like a tide, and Shen Zhou felt like he was back in the world.

"Yu Linwei listens to the order and kills the traitor!"

Yan Jie, who crawled out of the pile of corpses, screamed violently.

The Gyeonggi Guard tried to retreat, but was assassinated by the Lhoche Assassins who were ambushed on Suzaku Street, and the poison needle penetrated the gaps between the armor of the Gyeonggi Guards or the chests of the horses, and the streets were overturned, blocking the way for the rest of the people to retreat.

Chu Zhixia pulled the bow and drew the string, and the flaming feather arrows shot down the military flag of the Gyeonggi Guard who fled in a hurry. The second arrow hit the war horse under Bai Huan, and Bai Huan was thrown out by the war horse. Ye Sang hurriedly drank and ordered the panicked army not to step on Bai Huan.

Bai Huan fell and his head was bleeding, and Ye Sang pulled him up, and he felt a shadow fly straight above his head. Ye Sang gritted his teeth and grabbed Bai Huan and rolled to the wall on the spot, while drawing his sword to block the falling sword from the bottom up. Ye Sang was overwhelmed by the huge force on the knife, and when he looked up and saw Shen Zhou's face, he couldn't help but breathe.

There was blood and ash on that white jade-like face, but it did not prevent it from being delicate and beautiful, and it was even forgotten to marvel.

Shen Zhou abruptly withdrew his sword and pierced the heart of the Gyeonggi Guard who pounced on him. Ye Sang reacted and immediately got up to fight with Shen Zhou. The entrance to the city gate was narrow, and Chu Zhixia jumped up from the back of the snow skull, drank the snow and suddenly came out of the sheath, and cut off Ye Sang's tendons. The long knife fell to the ground, and Chu Zhixia twisted Ye Sang's arm behind him with one hand, kicked the long knife with his toes, and flew out to cut the Achilles tendon of a Gyeonggi guard.

Baek Hwan, who was supported by the Gyeonggi guard and ran out, also fell heavily to the ground.

Shen Zhou held the lieutenant's head under his arm, dragged him to Chu Zhixia's back, and slowly retreated, while raising his sword and pointing at the Gyeonggi guard in front of him, threatening them not to approach.

Bai Huan was dizzy just now, and he didn't ease up at the moment. He turned over on the dirty ground, looked at Chu Shixia and laughed as if he had broken a can. Chu Zhixia was only one step away from him, and frowned inexplicably when he saw this.

"What about my mother?" Bai Huan laughed enough, and suddenly asked.

"The queen has committed suicide." Chu Zhixia replied coldly.

"I obviously sent someone to take her away......" Bai Huan muttered to himself.

"She begs Your Majesty to forgive you for your capital crimes."

"Did Your Majesty agree?"

"Nope."

Bai Huan laughed self-deprecatingly, laughing so much that his heart and lungs seemed to be cracking, oozing blood, and his liver and intestines were broken. Bai Huan's tears crossed the corners of his raised mouth, and his laughter was hoarse like a ghost crying.

"I know he hates me." Bai Huan's resentful gaze fell on Shen Zhou's back and said, "What he hates about me the most is that I took his son's prince and his son's life. Maybe I was wrong from birth. ”

Chu Zhixia's heart shook suddenly.

The sunken boat was unconscious.

"I used to be very, very envious of you being able to talk and play calmly with your father, make him laugh, and solve his worries. In his life, he hated me, guarded me, and suspected me. He saw me as the prince of the Great Zhou, the grandson of the Chen family, and the elder brother of A Yu, but I was never his son. ”

"But I won't beg him anymore."

Bai Huan rushed towards Shen Zhou's back, and Chu Zhixia raised his hand and slashed a sword across his chest. Bai Huan staggered to his knees, unwillingly looking at Shen Zhou's back and the path that Yulin guards had moved out of, revealing a vicious smile.

"Chu Zhixia, I lost, but you didn't win either."

Chu Zhixia frowned, looked at Bai Huan and slowly closed his eyes, and cut off his head with a sword. Baek Huan's head fell to the ground, and the Gyeonggi guards all abandoned their weapons and surrendered on their knees. Shen Zhou cut the throat of the deputy general of Gyeonggi Guard, threw the person on the ground, and looked at the person in front of him in bewilderment.

The Yulin guards half-knelt down and shouted long live.

Chu Zhixia was struck by lightning and turned around in disbelief.

Yan Jue and Yu Linwei carefully guarded the trance-stricken emperor, and a road was cracked at the bloodstained city gate. The emperor held the dragon blood jade ring in his hand, tears glistening in his eyes, and tentatively approached the sinking boat step by step.

Shen Zhou frowned and took a step back behind Chu Zhixia.

This is a posture of seeking refuge, and when Shen Zhou is scared and uneasy, he will hide behind Chu Zhixia. But Shen Zhou was often afraid of things he couldn't understand, such as candy handed by a friendly stranger, Li Qingbai's outstretched hand in the cage—and the emperor's ecstatic and grief-stricken gaze at the moment.

"Your name is ...... Is it right to sink the boat? The Emperor asked cautiously.

In the unextinguished flames, the silver ghost mask, deformed by the trampling of the rebels, shimmered faintly.

——

In a dark alley.

Bai Yu's screams and roars were forcibly blocked by the guard's hand, and tears rolled down his face.

When Bai Huan's head fell to the ground, the emperor grabbed Shen Zhou's hand and wept sincerely, and Gyeonggi Wei, who had lost his support, surrendered in fear, and Yu Linwei, who had won a great victory, cheered. In the corner that no one cared about, Bai Yu's world fell apart and collapsed with a bang.

Brother. Bai Yu shouted in his heart.

The nurse dragged Bai Yu away, leaving blood marks on his five fingers that were deeply buckled into the wall.

——

The wound in Chu Zhixia's abdomen cracked.

That knife was already deeply wounded, and she forcibly killed the head of the mountain ghost family with the ninth style of the Cangliu Sword Technique in the Gyeonggi Wei military camp, which had already caused the wound to break open. Not to mention that the "little black" who chased Luo Tong quickly behind him looked for Bai Huan's traces and rescued the sinking boat in the chaos.

Chu Zhixia was wearing a robe, only a bandeau on his body, and a thick layer of gauze wrapped around his abdomen. The charcoal fire in the house was very warm, and Chu Zhixia pushed open the window and sat at the tuyere, looking at the snow in the courtyard. Shen Zhou sat in front of her, covering his face with a ghost mask one by one, like a sloppy street face-changing artist.

Chu Zhixia smiled helplessly, grabbed his wrist and asked him to settle down.

"You've won the battle." Shen Zhou said, "When can we go home?" ”

Chu Zhi Xia Mo rubbed the protruding bones on his wrist, and there was no way to speak, they might not be able to go back. The emperor has already recognized Shen Zhou, and it is only a matter of time before Shen Zhou recognizes his ancestors and returns to his ancestors. No emperor in the prime of life would allow the prince to have such a deep connection with the important ministers of the border gates.

"It may be a long time." Chu Shixia pondered and said, "Shen Zhou, do you like the imperial capital?" ”

Shen Zhou shook his head and said seriously: "Even if it takes a long time to go home, don't be sad." I'll be with you. ”

"I'm not sad." Chu Shixia smiled and said.

"You're lying." Shen Zhou didn't laugh and said unhappily.

There was a knock on the door.

Yuzhu said outside the door: "Miss, someone is coming to the palace, announce that you and Shenzhou Gongzi have entered the palace." ”

——

Weiyang Palace.

The emperor summoned two people, but only one of them was sunken. Shen Zhou was reluctant in every way, did not say anything to resist but did not move, and stood by Chu Zhixia's side firmly. The little eunuch has heard a lot of rumors in the past few days, and he didn't dare to be disrespectful to Shen Zhou, so he was so anxious that he cried and asked Chu Shixia for help.

Chu Zhixia knew that he couldn't hide from this day after all, so he reached out and gently patted Shen Zhou's back, and said, "Go in." ”

Shen Zhou stepped into the palace gate and habitually glanced back at Chu Zhixia. Before the door of the hall closed, Chu Zhixia saw the bareheaded emperor holding the dragon blood jade ring and staggering down from the couch. Shen Zhou took a step back like a frightened kitten and went to see Chu Shixia again.

The door of the temple slammed shut, cutting off their gaze like a knife.

Chu Zhixia lowered his head, and the snow fell behind him.

Yan Jue walked up to her and comforted her: "The son of Shen Zhou will be fine." ”

Chu Zhixia smiled bitterly.

"Do you know ...... he is?"

Chu Zhixia did not answer, but looked at the closed door. With such a thin door, she could shatter the lock with just an inch. However, with the eternal imperial power hanging three feet above his head, and the ethics of the monarch and his ministers, Chu Zhixia was powerless.

Yan Jue sighed and said, "Your Majesty said that the ancestor worship ceremony is still the same, and the matter of canonizing the prince is also the same. Now that the prince of the court belongs to the king of Qi, he is afraid that the king of Qi will have a dislike with Shen Zhou, which will be unfavorable to Shen Zhou. His Majesty thinks so much about Shen Zhou, he will be good to Shen Zhou. ”

Chu Zhixia shook his head and said, "You don't know Your Majesty. ”

Even less understanding of the emperor.

——

The emperor looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face, and his heart ached like a face that he had been looking forward to seeing in a dream for more than twenty years.

That day, Shen Zhou couldn't help but arrange for the emperor and Bai Ziche to leave, but the emperor had palpitations for no reason. Shen Zhou is a man, a bloodthirsty assassin, but the emperor always sees the shadow of another person in him in a trance—cold and white as the moon in the sky, unreachable. So the emperor forcefully ordered everyone to return, just in time for the defeat of the Gyeonggi Guard, and Baek Hwan died under the snow of the drinking stream.

The emperor looked at the expressionless face, and the grief that had been accumulated for more than ten years was like a landslide.

However, Shen Zhou looked hesitant and puzzled, and took a step back vigilantly, not letting the emperor touch his hand.

"Your name is Shen Zhou, isn't it?" The emperor restrained his emotions and asked.

Shen Zhou didn't speak, looking at him defensively.

The emperor changed his question and said, "Is it the name that the king of Zhenbei gave you?" ”

"Hmm."

"You grew up with Chu Shixia?" When the emperor saw that he was willing to speak, a glimmer of hope burned in his heart.

"Hmm."

"They...... King Zhenbei and Chu Zhixia, are they good for you? The Emperor asked distressedly.

He hated the Chu family in his heart for no reason, why did he train Shen Zhou to be a murderous assassin without blinking, hiding himself under the mask all the time, and living a life of licking blood on the tip of the knife.

"They're very nice to me." Shen Zhou rarely answered the emperor's question seriously, "The elder brother is very good, and the second brother is also very good." In the clouds is my home, we are family. ”

These words were said by Chu Mingyan at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Chu Mingyan is very experienced in raising children, and can always see through the sensitivity and uneasiness that Shen Zhou thinks he hides well, so he always holds the two children on his lap when the family is reunited, makes the two children's small palms fold, and says to Shen Zhou: "Shen Zhou and we are a family, of course, the family must eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together and keep the New Year together." ”

"Did Chu Shixia teach you to say that? She is afraid that I will offend the Chu clan in the clouds and teach you to lie, right? The Emperor suddenly became paranoid, "If they are really good to you, how can they make you a subservient guard?" ”

Shen Zhou said in annoyance: "Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to say that they are not good to me?" What does it have to do with you whether I'm good or not? ”

The emperor suffered such a huge blow that his hands and feet could not help but tremble. He rushed to the edge of the couch and opened the slender box, and almost rudely pulled out the scroll in the box. The yellowed paper, the faded brush and ink, but when the scroll spreads out like flowing water, it is like a bright moon falling into the room, and the moonlight fills the room.

Shen Zhou was stunned when he saw the person on the painting clearly.

The painting depicts a woman looking back at a tree in the snow, dressed in red.

Shen Zhou didn't have a hobby of taking selfies in the mirror, but he also saw his appearance when he washed his face with spring water in the mountains. The woman in the painting resembles Shen Zhou by seven or eight points, and Shen Zhou has to give birth to an illusion, as if the painter is painting on his face.

"She is your mother, and she was given to death by the Queen Mother with a cup of poisoned wine before the moon was taken away. Shen Zhou, I am your father. ”

The emperor eagerly stuffed the dragon blood jade ring into the stunned Shen Zhou's hand, but Shen Zhou suddenly withdrew his hand, and the jade ring fell on the soft carpet.

"No," Shen Zhou said decisively and indifferently as he raised his head to meet the Emperor's shocked gaze, "you are not my father. I don't have a father. ”

Ignoring the emperor's pull and tears, Shen Zhou turned around and strode open the door of the palace. Thousands of winds and snow poured into the temple, and the cold calmed Shen Zhou. Shen Zhou looked back at Chu Shixia in amazement, and his heart, which was beating wildly, fell back into his chest.

Only then did Shen Zhou get rid of the feeling of suffocation, grabbed Chu Zhixia's hand, and said, "I want to go home." ”

Chu Zhixia easily saw through Shen Zhou's pretending to be cold-blooded, as well as his panic. Chu Zhixia held his hand and said, "Okay." ”

Yan Jue looked at the emperor who was weeping alone in the hall, stretched out his hand to stop him, and objected: "Your Majesty hasn't said that you can go." ”

Having just experienced the rebellion, the nervous Yu Linwei looked at them and blocked the gate of Weiyang Palace.

"Get out of the way." Chu Zhixia said coldly to Yan Jue, "If you remember that I saved your sister. ”

Yan Jue was silent for a moment, looked at the emperor who was not in his way, and got out of the way.

Chu Zhixia put the big dan on Shen Zhou's shoulder, held Shen Zhou's slightly trembling hand under the heavy skull, and strode into the snow. The feather guards on both sides of the road watched in silence as they departed, and the footprints of the two men in the snow seemed to be entangled vines.