Shen Che was born with a weak body, and he had a serious illness that year, and the wandering Fang Shi said that his fate was in Jiangnan, and he would be able to get better after that hurdle. Two years have passed, and he is really good, and he has returned to the capital.

When they met again, she was taken back to Beijing, and the Chi family planned to send her to the East Palace. The day before leaving, Shen Che came to her, comforted her for a long time, and finally touched the top of her head, smiled and told her that she should be careful herself, he would wait for her to come back, and when he came back, everything would be with him.

Mother's illness all depends on the Chi family, and the Chi is very obedient and does things according to their orders. Most of the time, she doesn't know what she's doing at all - she's a chess piece, and with the chess player's mind moving, and what is that mind, just a chess piece, how can she deserve to know?

She once thought that Shen Che was her retreat, one of the few people she could trust.

She thought.

She naively thought that he was different.

Even if he is on the same side of the Chi family, he will not hold her hostage like them, hide from her, and use her.

He walked in despair, and he didn't know where he went, when he suddenly tripped over something under his feet and fell heavily to the ground. The corners of his forehead were broken by gravel, and blood meandered down, dripping into his eyes, completely staining his sockets red, and falling on the back of his hand with tears.

She looked down and saw clearly that it was the complicated wedding dress on her body that had tripped over her.

Her retreat trapped her in place, but she couldn't even tell when it all happened.

She didn't get up, she just silently hugged herself in the howling north wind.

It's that she forgot, Shen Che's cousin is now the second prince who is now in the middle of the day, if the current game is an unpredictable chess game, Shen Che must be a good chess player sitting on a high place.

It's just that what they want her to do is over, why did he hide the news of her mother's death and let her enter the Guogong Mansion willingly? Where else could she be of use to him?

Xu has been crying for a long time, and his brain is in chaos. The pool curled up tightly.

She hurts. But I couldn't tell where it hurt.

Xining clenched the curtain of the bed woven with golden auspicious moire patterns on her side, and her violent fluctuating emotions made her almost break her well-maintained nails.

The slut came to make trouble and interrupted the wine, and after she left, Shen Che didn't even drink the wine, so he went to the study.

On the wedding night, she dared to stir up like this!

"Nianqiu, take a few servant women and go out with me." Xining opened her mouth with compassion, she couldn't sleep well tonight if she didn't get out of this breath.

"Shizi, the county lord of Xining went out of the room, and looked in the direction to go to Miss Chi." Xiao Wu, who had been following Shen Che's side, replied, he glanced at Shizi's expression, and asked carefully: "Do you want your subordinates to divide two people over and secretly take care of Miss Chi?" ”

Shen Che dipped his pen in ink, and his pen was smooth, "No need." ”

Xining can't get out of this evil breath, and I'm afraid I'm going to torture her even more in the future. Today is a day of great joy, and you will not lose the weight of your actions.

He knew in his heart that the more he cared for the title, the more difficult the situation of the title pool in the mansion would be—tonight he didn't expect the title pool to rush in and let Xining see her wedding dress.

The situation is not stable, and he married Xining as a last resort, and when the great cause is completed, he will kill him.

Xining saw the dejected pond by the lake.

When she saw the elaborate wedding dress, she felt that her eyes hurt, and immediately waved her hand, and the two servants went over and brought the chitz to her.

The chichi saluted her with the last remnants of her sanity, and if she didn't scream, she could only keep her body down.

Xining looked down at her nails, "Stripped her of her clothes." ”

Jackie looked up in amazement, but didn't resist much, allowing them to pull themselves into only snow-white middle clothes.

Nian Qiu took two steps up and kicked her knee, kicking her to her knees, "The princess didn't scream, you dare to move?" ”

The lake was indeed cold, and she had always been afraid of the cold, so she only wore a middle coat, and after a while she shrunk up.

Seeing her movements, Xining sneered, stepped forward and lifted her chin to look left and right, "Sister, is this, frozen?" ”

Tiechi gritted his teeth, "Don't dare." ”

"It's good if you don't dare, otherwise, no one will pick up this golden hairpin for me." Before the words fell, Xining pulled a golden hairpin from his bun and threw it into the sinking lake behind him.

At the same time, Nian Qiu thrust her chest, and she leaned back and fell into the cold and bone-chilling water.

No one on the shore heard it, and the moment Nian Qiu pushed people down, there was a very slight sound in the wind, as if an arrow broke through the air.

The cold light flashed, the arrows were close in front of him, the pupils of the pond shrank, and the sound of the iron breaking through the flesh was clear in the ears. Under the water of the bone lake, even the pain was a moment late.

The heart and lungs seemed to be stretched out by someone, torn apart and torn apart. The moment the lake gushed up, she instinctively struggled, but the arrow that pierced the heart and lungs was too deep, and the blood was lost too quickly, and she lost the strength to struggle little by little, and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.

The dim light grew farther and farther away, the bottom of the lake was pitch black, and the silence around it was frightening. Like an abyss from which it will never return, it will not fall to the end.

The blood spread from his chest, slowly turning into a red mist, like a wedding dress in the water.

It's really cold, she's never been so cold.

She was so unwilling.

In this short life, she is like a puppet who can only be manipulated by others, acting in drama day by day. She struggled to keep the thin threads that hung her up, and she couldn't even tell which fold of the play she sang.

thought that by sacrificing herself, she would be able to protect the person she wanted to protect, but until today, she realized that she was as naïve as a joke.

Before her consciousness was completely chaotic, the red of the lake sank into her eyes, and she vaguely saw the last huge fire in the East Palace in front of her.

Like she'd seen in countless nightmares.

But this time, the familiar back at the end of the firelight turned towards her.

She heard him whisper to her, as he had done countless times in the past three years, "Pool." ”

The last struggle came to a halt.

Xining listened to her fluttering voice gradually weakening, and finally evacuated a little evil breath, and was about to see her climb up like a water dog, when she saw waves of blood rippling in the lake.

She was stunned, but before she could react, she heard Nian Qiu scream.

When Shen Che rushed over, the person had already been fished up and placed on the shore, and the snow-white middle coat was full of blood stains that had been haloed by the water, and the originally white face was even more bloodless.

Qing Dai crouched on the corpse of her master and cried, and saw Shizi stumbling from a distance, but he suddenly pushed away the attendant who came to support him and ran towards here.

Xining took off his hairpin, put on a dress and knelt on the side of the road, and grabbed the hem of his robe with both hands when Shen Che passed by, as if he didn't want him to go to the corpse: "Zi'an, I know it's wrong Zi'an, it's me who is not good, but tonight is your wedding ......."

Shen Che couldn't see or hear anything in his eyes and ears at this time, except for the person lying on the ground. He didn't believe she would die so quietly, he wanted to see it with his own eyes. At this moment, he only felt that the noise of the woman kneeling on the ground gave him a headache, and she dragged him so that he could not catch up with the chi.

Shen Che didn't say a word, he pulled out his sword from the side of the guard on the side, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xining's throat, and stabbed down with a sword - Nian Qiu was closest to the county lord of Xining, and his face turned pale and threw the county lord to the ground, which could be avoided by the sword.

Immediately behind Xining, the guards who came out of the palace with her drew their swords and unsheathed them, confronting Shen Che's people.

Xining pushed Nian Qiu away and got up embarrassed: "You want to kill me for her?!" Shen Che, you can see who I am! If you dare to hurt me tonight, do you think Ning Zhen can sit in that seat naturally?! ”

Shen Che had already turned to the Chi Chi when she was knocked down and let go of the hand that was tugging at his robe, and Xining shouted hysterically, only to see his back getting farther and farther away.

A guard carefully asked Shen Che: "Son, the county lord is here......"

He didn't look back, only said, "It's too noisy, drag her down and shut her up." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two sides faced each other with swords and iron weapons.

Shen Che turned a deaf ear and finally rushed to the side of the pool.

Qing Dai knelt and took two steps back, only to see him take off his cloak, gently cover the person on the ground, and then take advantage of the situation to retract her, and take the person into his arms very naturally.

It was noisy, and the north wind swept into the bottom of the lake with the sound of fighting and scolding.

Shen Che raised his hand and stroked her closed eyebrows. The cold temperature of the corpse seemed to spread from his fingertips all the way up to his heart, slowly freezing him. He pressed his forehead against hers, and for the first time there was a helpless emptiness in his eyes.

He has been in the vortex in the center of the capital for a long time, and he has been planning to get to this point, and he has no last resort to this way, and when he sees that the great cause is about to be accomplished, he thinks that he has the ability to reach the sky.

He had paved the way for her, as long as she endured it a little longer......

But she didn't have those days anymore.

But if he left two people by her side and secretly took care of them, how could she die under an unknown cold arrow?

He knew that in an eventful time, she married to him, and how many grievances she had to suffer openly and secretly.

Jingzhong was treacherous, and he thought that before he could protect her foolproofly, not caring too much would be a kind of protection - when this was over, he would be able to love her without any worries.

The undried blood on her clothes covered his body, and her wet sideburns hung down behind her, still dripping. Shen Che was in a trance, as if he had returned to the age of eight, when he went south with his mother to seek medical treatment, and accidentally fell into the water when he sneaked out - he didn't know how to water, he fluttered twice, and was thinking that he was going to choke to death in the river, but he was pulled to the surface of the water.

The sunlight reflected off the water was dazzling, and someone struggled to swim him to the shore, and his thin body was almost dragged down by him several times, but he never let go.

He climbed ashore, half-knelt on the ground and coughed breathlessly, and suddenly looked up and saw the wet little girl in front of him wiping a handful of water from her face, still panting, and stretched out a hand to him against the light and shadow.

He grabbed the hand.

The pain that followed me when I was a child came back faintly, and the internal organs seemed to have been dismantled, and the cracks of the bones were soaked with a biting cold, which made people feel painful.

He hadn't been in pain like this for many years - the year he met the Rank Pond, his mother found a miracle doctor, and his illness was clearly getting better.

Shen Che's throat was sweet, and his uncontrollable cough surged up, he subconsciously turned his head and didn't want to dirty the person in his arms, and then vomited a mouthful of blood.

The suffocating pain intensified, and for a moment the air around him thinned out, and he seemed to be submerged in the river again.

No one could pull him out anymore.

In the winter of the twenty-sixth year, he drowned in the river thirteen years ago.

* When the day is about to dawn, the sky is turned upside down in Beijing.

The crown prince, who had been dead for three months, came back from the dead, led the troops to force the palace, and ascended the throne as emperor in a few days.

And Shen Che, the prince of Zhenguo, who happened to be on the night of candles in the cave room, had a sudden recurrence of his old illness, and he heard that he was vomiting blood, and he couldn't invite many Lang Zhong.

The regimes overlapped, and the new emperor cleaned up the court with iron and blood, and everyone was in danger for a while.

No one noticed that the Zhenguo Mansion hid from the prince and threw the concubine who went to the mansion on the night of the night with a straw mat and threw it into the mass grave.

Later, somehow, there was an extra lonely grave in Nanshan.

For the first seven nights, it snowed in Beijing.

Someone held up a white paper umbrella and walked alone into the dark night of Nanshan.

The person who came was dressed in a black bottom gold thread dragon pattern, but he didn't even bring a lamp.

It was surprisingly quiet, except for the rustle of snowflakes as they fell.

He stopped in front of a new monument.

The snow fell rapidly, and in a short time, the mountains were covered in snow.

He was holding an umbrella, but a thick layer of snow fell on the big wall, and when he looked closely, he realized that his umbrella was holding for the new monument.

There is no inscription on the stele, only it stands silently.

He didn't open his mouth, and from beginning to end, he only held an umbrella silently all night in the cold night of the wind and snow.

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