The third day after the winter solstice has finally arrived.

It looks like it's going to snow.

Gusu City was lively early in the morning.

But this kind of excitement is relative, because of Bai Wumei's rebellion, more than half of the richest places in the entire Jiangnan region have fallen into the hands of the Bai family's army, starting from thirty miles outside Gusu City, it is the territory of the Bai family's army, if the Bai family's army is fast enough, within half an hour, the soldiers can get close to Gusu City.

In such a place where the war will break out at any time, naturally not many people are willing to stay, even if Gusu City used to be the most prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, and now it has become extremely depressed, except for those whose family business has taken root in Gusu, everyone else has left, and the huge city has become silent like a ghost town.

The excitement of this morning was naturally not that those who had left had returned, nor that those who had hidden at home had come out.

These people who broke the loneliness were all people from the Chen Gongfu and the government.

Today is the emperor's wedding, even if it is a chaotic autumn, it must not be too cold.

The procession to welcome relatives is already on the way, and before the emperor's people arrive, the entire Gusu City must be decorated with a little freshness, even if it is not popular, it must be brighter.

So since last night, the streets and alleys of Gusu have been covered with all kinds of bright red decorations and bright red lanterns.

Early in the morning, flowers collected from all over the world are spread on every road that the welcoming party will pass through today.

The whole Gusu, red, is indeed full of joy.

But that kind of joy that is almost crimson, in such a cold winter, inexplicably exudes a sense of slaughter.

It was as if that kind of red was not a festive red, but a bloody red.

Coupled with those black-clothed guards who shuttled through the streets and alleys, did not say a word, just walked briskly, and did things neatly, it added an ominous atmosphere more and more.

A day that should be the most solemn and festive, it is like a pre-planned funeral.

"Miss, it's time to put on makeup. "Fengyue's name is Chen Xiaotong.

Chen Xiaotong was still looking at a pool of calm water outside the window.

Still hasn't really snowed.

She turned her head to look at Fengyue, and Fengyue's expression was the kind of smile that forced her to cry.

After all, he is still a child, and he can't hide his emotions.

Because Chen Xiaotong is going to marry into the palace, she can't take her anymore, she can't bear Chen Xiaotong, and she has been crying secretly since yesterday.

"Fengyue, I can't cry anymore today. Chen Xiaotong said to Fengyue with a smile, she thought that she was really an adult now, and she could face everything quietly and indifferently.

"Yes. Feng Yue nodded vigorously, but her eyes were still red, "Miss, you ......"

She wanted to say something, but Chen Xiaotong had already stopped her.

Chen Xiaotong walked to the dresser step by step, today is not an ordinary day, she is going to get married, the person she married is the emperor, and the makeup she combs is also an extraordinary dowry, there are already old grandmothers from the palace waiting outside the house, but Chen Xiaotong has no intention of letting them in at all, just letting Fengyue serve her.

Comb the black hair one by one with a delicate glass comb, and then insert the golden hairpin into the hair one by one, Fengyue nodded her lips for Chen Xiaotong, a little red lips, Chen Xiaotong pursed her lips slightly, looking at the woman with exquisite makeup in the bronze mirror, she suddenly felt very strange.

"Miss, you are so beautiful. Fengyue said suddenly.

Chen Xiaotong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

She never actually thought about what it would be like to get married.

But it seems that there were, but it was a long time ago.

Ten years ago, she also thought that the scene she imagined was completely different from now.

"Fengyue, did I tell you a story?" she said, leisurely.

"What, Miss?" Fengyue wondered.

"Once upon a time, there was a man named Supreme Treasure......" Chen Xiaotong, caressing his temples, remembering those sunsets in that small courtyard.

Once upon a time, there was a person named Gu Yue'an, and a person named Chen Xiaotong, they loved each other, but they didn't say anything.

But Chen Xiaotong always believed......

"My crush is a hero of the world, and I know that one day he will appear in a high-profile situation, wearing golden armor and stepping on seven-colored clouds to marry ......me," Chen Xiaotong said at the end of the story.

"Miss, don't wait, he won't come. Fengyue finally cried.

Chen Xiaotong didn't seem to hear what she said, and was still saying: "I guessed the beginning, but I didn't guess the end." ”

This is what the Purple Lady said in the story.

She told herself.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Feng Yue suddenly restrained her crying, and shouted almost angrily: "Didn't you make you wait?!The people from the palace are so big and small, don't you know the rules?!"

"Miss...... I'm Lao Cang. It wasn't an old woman's voice outside, but an old man's voice.

Chen Xiaotong naturally knew who Lao Cang was, and Lao Cang was the real confidant of her father Chen Heng.

All of a sudden, she had some bad premonitions.

"What's the matter, Uncle Cang?"

"Miss...... Sir, he ...... No more. Lao Cang told Chen Xiaotong in the way of sound transmission.

Chen Xiaotong's eyelids jumped when he heard this, but he still remained silent, and just said, "I know, Uncle Cang, you go back first." ”

Then, she continued to groom in an orderly manner, and let Fengyue finish the final makeup, she got up, walked to the door, and opened the door.

Outside the door, the four old ladies from the palace immediately looked at Chen Xiaotong when they opened the door, and said in unison: "The county lord also invites you back, before you get married, you can't go out according to the etiquette, otherwise you will ......"

"I'm going to see my father, my daughter is getting married, look at my father, it's nothing, right? Besides, no matter how big the number of rites is, is it bigger than a word of filial piety?" Chen Xiaotong said word by word.

The four old ladies didn't dare to speak, first, although their martial arts were also outstanding, they definitely couldn't suppress the momentum of Chen Xiaotong and other masters in the world.

Second, what Chen Xiaotong said is very reasonable, and they can't refute a word.

So they could only get out of the way and watch Chen Xiaotong take Fengyue away step by step.

Chen Xiaotong slowly came to the Yangxin Residence where Chen Heng lived, Lao Cang was waiting outside the door, Chen Xiaotong didn't say anything but nodded at him, and then came to the door and knocked on the door.

"It's the kite, come in. Chen Heng spoke, but his voice was not like what Lao Cang said, he was almost dying, and he still looked full of energy.

Hearing this, Chen Xiaotong pushed open the door, and the early morning sunlight penetrated into the room, revealing Chen Hui's already haggard and inhuman-shaped face.

He was dying.

Chen Xiaotong said without joy or sorrow: "Dad......"

"I'm coming. ”