Dark clouds cover the moon, and the cold and snow deceive the bones.

The majestic mansion stands quietly under the dome, and the courtyard is covered with snow.

Wei Shuyao woke up in a chill and struggled to get the tea bowl on the desk. Xu was very weak, and he didn't pick it up for a long time, but the tea bowl shattered to the ground with a "clang".

Hearing the sound, Baoyue, who was sleeping under the bed, opened her eyes and saw that Wei Shuyao was only wearing a thin coat, leaning out of most of her body from the quilt, and hurriedly stepped forward to cover her with a big coat.

"The girl wants to drink water, just call the slave and maid, but don't get into the cold again." Baoyue chattered and waited for Wei Shuyao to drink water.

The fox fur is wrapped in a slender body, revealing a clear water hibiscus face, and the end is a beautiful color, like a pool of red lotus in full bloom.

It's just that at the beginning of the recovery from a serious illness, people are getting thinner and thinner by the grind, as if they are about to break when the wind blows.

Thinking of the recent upheaval of the Guogong Mansion, Baoyue's hand holding the bowl tightened, and her heart was bitter and sour and astringent.

Three months ago, Beidi came to attack, and the prince was ordered to lead the army to the battle. Unexpectedly, the front line was lost, the border collapsed, and the prince died on the battlefield, and the bones did not survive.

When the bad news came, disasters followed, and Grandpa Guo was involved in King Ning's rebellion and was sent to prison to wait for his fate.

Since the accident in the house, the girl has been exhausted from running around, and finally fell ill, and it will be easier in the past two days.

Bao Yue just turned around to put the bowl down, and suddenly heard Wei Shuyao say, "Take my hairpin with a golden finch bead." ”

Baoyue didn't know why, but still took the hairpin according to her words, and said with a forced smile: "The slave remembers that this is given by the prince, and the girl and the banquet also wear this one." ”

Wei Shuyao looked at the hairpin for a while before saying, "You take this hairpin, pack up some softness, and leave tomorrow." ”

Baoyue panicked, and her eyes turned red, "If the slave doesn't leave, she will guard the girl even if she dies." ”

Wei Shuyao covered her lips and coughed a few times, and said, "Time is running out, leave the capital early and live well." ”

Tears rolled down Baoyue's face, and the words that the girl said before she fell ill were still in her ears.

"The British Government has been cared for by you for many years, and on this time of the wind and snow, I will never forget you for sharing weal and woe."

"Master and servant, I should have protected you for the rest of your lives, but now I am in danger...... I also hope that you will find a way out as soon as possible, receive the money and leave on your own. ”

Thinking that the heroes of the two dynasties of the Guogong Mansion are full of loyalty, and the girl is also the proud daughter of the sky, but she ended up with an uncertain future, which is really sad.

Baoyue wiped her tears indiscriminately, didn't move in the end, and only inserted the hairpin into Wei Shuyao's loose bun.

Outside, the clouds were thick, and the dark clouds were falling into the sky, making people breathless.

Under the corridor, a few long faded red lanterns were hung, and after a few swings in the wind, the paper was torn open with a "snort" and swayed under the eaves in tatters.

Suddenly there was a sound of tapping at the end of the courtyard, and the sound of armor scabbards clashing was mixed in.

Hearing the noise, Wei Shuyao and Baoyue looked at each other, both of them looking shocked.

"Girl, let's go!" Baoyue realized what was happening, didn't care about being afraid, and immediately opened her hand to escort Wei Shuyao out.

After a while, I saw dozens of Jinyi guards leading a group of men and horses to rush over and break straight into the inner courtyard.

The man at the head was dressed in red, pressed the handle of the knife on his waist, and straddled his long legs, blocking Wei Shuyao and Baoyue's way.

"Where are you going—"

The man raised his chin and looked at the girl with a gloomy look.

He knew that the British princess was beautiful, and she had the name of the beautiful crown of Beijing before she reached the end of the year, and she was an unbreakable flower in the capital.

Unexpectedly, now that the house is surrounded by heavy troops, there is no slightest ripple in that beautiful face, and there is only ice-like coldness on the pale little face.

Seeing the person coming clearly, Wei Shuyao was also stunned.

Dong Xing, the commander of Jin Yiwei, was also one of her many followers.

Outside, I don't know when it snowed again, and the wind mixed with snow particles rushed in, and the chill penetrated from Wei Shuyao's cheeks to the bottom of her heart.

She was grabbed by Dong Xing's arm and picked it up directly. Then, she heard a cold shout suddenly sounded—

"Preaching the will of the saints, the British government colluded with the rebel party, intending to rebel, and is now sentenced to dismissal and seizure of the house, the guilty minister Wei Mengqiu asked and beheaded, all the men were exiled, and the female dependents were filled into the court——"

"If you resist, shoot and kill!"

Wei Shuyao was shocked, only to feel like an ice cellar, her hands and feet were stiff, her ears were quiet, and she couldn't hear any other sounds.

At this moment, the morning dawn is not bright, the mansion is bright, and all the corners are surrounded by people and horses.

In a few moments, everyone was escorted to the central courtyard. At this great change, everyone in the public mansion was shocked and knelt on the ground in unison.

As soon as Wei Shuyao was taken to the courtyard, she saw someone clashing with Jinyiwei, and was loudly scolding "Heavenly injustice".

Seeing this, Dong Xing strode over, and the sound of drawing a knife started, and the man's head fell to the ground in response, and his bones rolled into the snow.

Wei Shuyao covered her mouth, her stomach churning. A chill rose up her spine and spread to her limbs.

The cold was on her face, and Wei Shuyao suddenly came back to her senses, her eyes staring at Dong Xing tightly.

Dong Xing glanced at her interestingly, and the corners of her lips, which were originally raised, were a few points higher.

When he was young, because of his light behavior towards Wei Shuyao, he was almost broken by the prince of the world, and the British princess came to the door in person and angrily scolded his father for teaching his son, which made him suffer a lot.

Today, with his holy will in his hand and his sword on his body, all the resentment that had accumulated in the past was happily released at this moment.

Then, the sound of killing sounded muffled in the courtyard, and blood flowed all over the ground, and people's heads rolled wildly.

Wei Shuyao's pupils shrank, fear and chill swept over her, her legs trembled, and she tried her best to stabilize her body before she could barely stand firmly.

"Dong Xing! Before the Divine Decree arrives, how can you take the opportunity to kill innocents indiscriminately? She was frightened and frightened.

"Innocent? I'm afraid you don't know that your brother did not die in battle, but was surrendered to Beidi, and your father colluded with the rebel party, intending to cooperate with the outside world! The Wei family's sins are unforgivable, how can they be innocent! ”

When the words fell, Dong Xing violently pulled out a knife from a person's chest, and blood splattered out.

Knowing that this person deliberately deceived and provoked her, Wei Shuyao was still stunned for a moment.

She quickly came to her senses, gritted her teeth, and reprimanded angrily: "In any case, the Holy Lord did not issue an order to behead everyone in the Mansion, you are obviously taking revenge for personal gain......

Dong Xing's cold eyes fell on her, and he immediately took out Baoyue from the crowd and lifted the slender neck on the knife stand.

"So what?" He sneered, and his face became even more hideous, "Why don't you kneel down and beg me, ask for a word, and I'll let one go, how about it?" ”

In the huge courtyard, the night is as quiet as water.

There were suppressed low sobs all around, and Wei Shuyao looked at the winding bloodstains, and her face became more and more pale. Her ears were buzzing, and every breath and breath hurt like pins and needles.

Xu was silent for a moment, and the blade in Dong Xing's hand was closer, and Baoyue's neck immediately oozed blood.

Wei Shuyao pursed her lips, trying her best not to make her limbs too stiff, then lowered her head and slowly knelt down.

"Please, my lord, don't be angry with innocents."

She gritted her back teeth, and the bitterness and bloody smell between her teeth gradually permeated the tip of her tongue.

"Girl, don't kneel like that...... You get up, get up......" Baoyue's legs trembled, and tears poured out instantly.

As if she couldn't hear it, Wei Shuyao leaned down again, and the golden hairpin on her bun fell tremblingly.

There was a biting coldness from under her knees, and her young shoulders were almost crushed by the heaviness of the snow.

"Please, sir, spare the people in the mansion and spare their lives." Her voice was hoarse, and she repeated it again.

The candles flickered, and dim light poured into the slender figure from all directions. However, even if he grovels, the bright moon in the sky still seems to be radiating a streamer, which is unattainable.

This light stung Dong Xing. He narrowed his eyes and stabbed his knife into Baoyue's chest with a "poof".

"Stop——!" Wei Shuyao couldn't hold back any longer, and staggered over.

She half-knelt in front of Baoyue, her satin-like hair draped over her shoulders, covering her eyebrows. The cold wind blew like a knife on her face, blowing her long hair all over her face, like a pale female ghost.

"Baoyue ......" Wei Shuyao's voice was weak, and she called softly. She trembled her hands, stroked Baoyue's face, and felt the blood on her hand.

Her heart trembled, and her long eyelashes drooped to cover her reddish eyes.

Dong Xing wiped the blood beads from the blade and glanced at the person beside him. Wei Shuyao was brought to him and forced to hold her head up and look at him.

She tilted her head, tears trembling slightly from her eyelashes, and she bit her lower lip. With this tilt of his head, he noticed that Dong Xing's chest was a little scarlet, splashed with Baoyue's blood.

The flickering lights reflected the blood more and more clearly, which was terrifying.

"The daughter of the Wei family, you need to be sincere when asking for someone, you are not sincere enough." Dong Xing smiled mockingly, and patted her face with his palm.

Wei Shuyao suddenly slapped him heavily with her backhand.

The applause was crisp, and her five fingers were numb, and she couldn't stop shaking.

Dong Xing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly clamped her chin, "You dare to hit me?" ”

The hands stained with the blood of everyone in the mansion pinched her jaw and almost shattered.

He forcibly grabbed her and kicked her open the room behind her.

"When it's over, I'm going to send you to the barracks and let thousands of people bully you." Dong Xing gasped and threw her on the couch.

Wei Shuyao's lips were pursed, and her knuckles were white with the hand holding the hem of her clothes.

She suddenly pulled out the hairpin in her bun and aimed it at her throat.

"If I die here, the Holy One will send someone to investigate tonight's events, and you will not escape the blame!"

Dong Xing was unmoved, and while unbuttoning his clothes, he sneered: "It's better to do it quickly, see if the Holy Lord will sentence me for my guilt, or do you think you are innocent of death?" ”

Wei Shuyao slowly moved the hairpin to her face, and the cold sharpness of the hairpin tip made her tremble.

She gritted her teeth, raised her hand and pulled it down sharply, and her smooth forehead was immediately scratched with blood, and blood flowed straight down.

Without waiting for Wei Shuyao to draw a second line, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching in a hurry, "My lord, someone is coming-"

"My lord, come out quickly—" The door slammed into the sky.

Dong Xing frowned, tied up Wei Shuyao with his backhand, and then went out.

"What's the panic?" He kicked the man in displeasure.

The visitor became more and more flustered, and stumbled and replied, "Tai, the prince is here......"

"Who?" Dong Xing looked stunned, and his hand buttoning the placket suddenly stiffened.

"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Highness has come to read the decree in person!"

Before the words fell, I saw the gate of the mansion suddenly open, and a column of silver-armored soldiers entered, followed by a division into two, standing solemnly with guns, and leaving a way for the center.

The sound of horses' hooves approached, and the six flags of the honor guard marched to the gate of the mansion in an instant.

The snow wind lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a jade bone silk paper umbrella poked out of the carriage, and the eunuch carefully covered the person below and walked out of the carriage.

The canopy was lowered, and large snowflakes rustled on the umbrella.

The edge of the umbrella is slowly tilted and raised, gradually revealing a tall figure.

It was a young man with a long body, a white robe and a jade belt, a golden crown and a bundle of hair, and a black fox coat. He half-lowered his eyes, his fingertips brushing away the falling snow on the side of his sleeve, and then slowly lifted his eyelids and glanced into the courtyard.

He was already beautiful and exquisite, and under the brocade clothes, he looked more and more noble and proud. Especially those eyes, they always seem to smile shallowly, but the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes, and only a slanted glance makes people's backs chill.

In the silence of the night, a very soft sigh suddenly sounded.

Dong Xing's thoughts turned sharply, and cold sweat dripped down.

During this period of time as the commander of Jinyiwei, he had already figured out the character of the East Palace: the prince was not as gentle as jade on the surface, how gentle he smiled, and how ruthless he was. Even he couldn't help but be afraid.

"Meet His Royal Highness the Prince—"

Without waiting for the prince to speak, Dong Xing's legs weakened and knelt down first, and the rest of the people knelt on the ground with Wu Yangyang, silent.

When she heard the sound of bowing, Wei Shuyao's body stiffened, hurriedly threw away the cut rope, and hid behind the door.

She looked through the gap and followed the sound to the passer.

Between heaven and earth, I saw a handsome figure standing in the snow.

There was a burning pain on her forehead, blood trickling down her eyelids, and she rubbed her eyes vigorously before she could see the man's face clearly.

The cold black eyes that I haven't seen for a long time but are very familiar with them just burst into my eyes.

Her gaze froze.

Xie Mingyi, who was made the crown prince just after being found three months ago, is the only prince who has been born in the Holy Heaven today-

but her old man.

Wei Shuyao held her breath and heard her heartbeat running wildly uncontrollably, deafening.

She seemed to be squeezed into the rushing torrent of time, and suddenly returned to the Shangyuan Festival in the eighth year of Yongqing.

Before returning to Jilu, she had done the most transgressive thing.