Sand – Sand –

The night was dark, and only the sound of messy footsteps echoed in the mountains and forests. In this way of searching, not to mention a person, even a bird has nowhere to hide.

Xie Wuyi wrapped his cloak tightly and bent down to hide in a densely foliage tree, observing the movement below with bated breath. Expecting them to not find her, she crushed the wound on her right arm to prevent the herbs and the smell of blood from revealing her place.

"Your Highness, there is no trace of escape here!" One of the guards leaned over to the last man and muttered, "It's amazing, after running for most of the night, and with injuries, can she still disappear into thin air?" ”

Your Highness?

Xie Wuyi's chin was slightly raised, and he quietly looked at the man not far away.

He was clutching loose sleeves and was looking around nonchalantly. Although this person's hair is a little rough, his facial features are extremely good, and even his lazy expression can't cover the clear light of his starry eyes.

The legend is so absurd that Xiao Wei, the sixth prince of Da Yu, beats the emperor's relatives and the bottom of the gang, and there is nothing he dare not do in the world.

But Xiao Wei was supposed to be guarding the spirit in the imperial tomb now, why did he appear here? And let his subordinates chase her all over the mountains?

Soon, Xie Wuyi stopped thinking about this problem, she had more important things to do tonight, and she was not interested in entangling with Xiao Wei. When Xiao Wei and the two guards walked away, she changed direction and jumped, quietly falling into the grass, perfectly blending in with the darkness.

Two years.

From a carefree official girl to a fugitive from the sea capture paperwork, Xie Wuyi has been in exile for two whole years.

In July of the 26th year of Tianwu, the Battle of Qiongchuan broke out. In September, Prince Dayu led his troops out and swept through the five states of Dayan within half a year. Just when everyone thought that he could calm the Great Yan, an accident happened.

As Dayan changed tactics and the war fell into a stalemate, the crown prince asked the imperial court for supplies as usual. After the military department and the household department prepared the grain and grass, the escort task fell on the head of Qiao Chun, the household servant. Unexpectedly, when Qiao Chun walked to Emian Mountain in Luzhou, he changed his route without permission, and never reported to the imperial court, resulting in the military rations being sent to the front line half a month late.

At that time, the crown prince had been killed in battle, and Yu's army was defeated.

When the news reached the imperial capital, the emperor was furious. The holy decree was issued overnight, Qiao Chun was executed on the spot for the crime of great rebellion, and the three hundred sergeants who escorted the military rations also sat down in a row, regardless of the crime, without complaining about the grievances, and all of them were killed.

As Qiao Chun's only daughter, the name "Qiao Wei" naturally tops the wanted list.

Boom –

The wind suddenly rose, and a fierce lightning bolt tore through the night sky, illuminating Xie Wuyi's pale face. She stopped in front of a ruined temple, stroked her bleeding arm, and curled her lips thoughtfully.

"Qiao Wei ......"

Now her name is Xie Wuyi, but one day, she will get her name back.

When he learned of Qiao Chun's death, Xie Wuyi was playing in Dayan. She really couldn't understand why the decree was issued so quickly. Why did the imperial court condemn Qiao Chun not for dereliction of duty, but for rebellion?

The diversion is too big, not to mention that Qiao Chun is not a person who has the courage to change the route temporarily, even if he changes the route, it is not in line with his character not to report it.

Moreover, it is not normal for everyone from the imperial capital Zeyang to the local state capital to keep their mouths shut, and during the period of grain shortage, it is also abnormal for the Qiongchuan front to have no temporary grain requisition. really starved the army for half a month, and Dayan would have already entered Zeyang.

What if there was an accident on the road?

What if someone deliberately framed him?

Xie Wuyi didn't believe that Qiao Chun would rebel, so in the past two years, she analyzed Da Yu's map again and again, sorted out the news everywhere, and struggled to piece together a clue:

Fan Keyu, the head of the warehouse who was supposed to be sacrificed to the flag, escaped before he was executed.

- This is her last chance.

She swallowed countless blood and tears, and tried her best to fight against fate, for this day.

Suddenly, the rain of two years ago was blurred in the memory, and the outline was reshaped in front of Xie Wuyi's eyes.

A lamp in the Guanyin Temple is like a bean, and through the rain curtain like a waterfall, Xie Wuyi looks at the middle-aged man who is shrinking in front of the statue. Without saying a word, she stepped forward, her hood covering her face, and the rain trickled down her dark purple cloak to the door.

Xie Wuyi was silent for a moment, slowly took off his hood, and slowed down his breathing:

"Uncle Fan, long time no see."

Hearing this title, Fan Keyu shrank suddenly. He crawled to his feet, his throat hissed, and the blood seemed to run through the meridians of his body at the moment of the lightning in the flying clouds.

In the faint light of the fire, Xie Wuyi's shoulders and neck appeared extraordinarily slender, and the high bridge of his nose cast a shadow on his plain white cheeks. and the pair of eyes that are brighter than the pearl, and the white hosta that is smooth and transparent, all overlap vaguely with Fan Keyu's nightmare.

Could it be......

Fan Keyu couldn't help but choke in his throat, and after confirming it again and again, he asked tentatively: "Yes...... Xiao Wei? ”

"All the people involved in the military grain escort case back then were connected, and my uncle was actually safe and sound in Luzhou?" Xie Wuyi's searching gaze roamed around Fan Keyu, "You should know my abilities very well, let's change places and have a good chat." ”

Looking at the sweat that slipped from the corners of Fan Keyu's forehead, Xie Wuyi couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

She has been traveling the rivers and lakes since she was nine years old, and she knows best how to "torture to extract confessions", she calls him "uncle" completely to see Qiao Chun's face, and wants to seek the truth without blood.

Xie Wuyi was glad that he was still alive, and hated him even more.

In the eyes of a coward, what does it have to do with 300 colleagues who are in different places?

Fan Keyu's brain "buzzed", Xie Wuyi was able to block himself in this barren mountain and wilderness, and it was clear that he was here to ask the teacher for guilt. He had no choice but to stiffly follow Xie Wuyi into the dark room behind the Guanyin statue.

After the two stood still, Xie Wuyi looked directly at Fan Keyu and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Uncle Fan, the matter has come to this, you must be clear about one thing, the sword mountain and the sea of fire can't stop my steps, it's just a big deal. If you would tell me what you went through two years ago, if my dad was really innocent, I would definitely try to clear your name. ”

Fan Keyu looked at Xie Wuyi in a daze, this is a reverse case that the emperor has appointed and is impossible to overturn!

It's just that he broke his promise to Qiao Chun first, and now Qiao Chun's daughter is coming to collect debts, maybe this is providential......

Fan Keyu sighed silently, his longing, his fear, and the peace he had tried so hard to maintain were all shattered by trembling fingertips.

Guilt, struggle, and a little light torn out of the dense net finally gave him a reason not to run away.

As soon as his knees weakened, Fan Keyu knelt straight in front of Xie Wuyi. Xie Wuyi hurriedly held his arm, but Fan Keyu was unmoved. He raised his bloodshot eyes and choked up:

"Miss Joe, I'...... I'm sorry Mistress Joe......"