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The cold palace.
A lone lamp hangs outside the window, its shadow dim, illuminating the goose feathers and heavy snow in the long night.
The narrow knife fell to the ground, with blood on the sharp blade.
The woman in the purple palace dress fell in a pool of blood. Her long silver hair was whiter than snow, and the corners of her delicate lips were stained with blood beads, like a poppy flower in full bloom.
The slender white jade hands tightly held a white fox mask.
The mask was old and worn. It had been broken into pieces and then stuck back together with clay. Over the years, the red string she wore had been worn and broken, like her broken marriage.
Shen Jiang half-closed his eyelashes, and the flying snow outside the window was reflected in his pupils.
That year, spring was in full swing and peach blossoms were blooming, just like this falling snow.
At that time, he was still a talented young overlord in Chang'an City. When he learned that she refused to marry him, he immediately broke into her boudoir with a sword and red eyes.
He asked: "Did you feel wronged by marrying an orphan? You are so unwilling!"
She was also young, beautiful and energetic, and she said crisply: "I only like gentle and restrained husbands. The crown prince is vulgar and even broke into my boudoir regardless of etiquette. I will never like you in this life!"
He was heartbroken by these words.
When I left, my back was very lonely.
And she was afraid of being forced into marriage, so she packed her bags and left Chang'an that night.
She met the elegant Zhao Nu in Jiangnan.
But he didn¡¯t know that Zhaonu was actually him in disguise.
After many years in the palace, he lost the youthful overlord's bright clothes, angry horses and dandyism. He became restrained, deep, gentle and quiet, just like the husband she promised to be when she was young.
She thought it was because of her coercion, but it turned out that he just wanted to be her favorite husband.
¡ª¡ªWhen we first met in Chang'an City, I fell in loveand I still like her nowThe luckiest thing in my life is meeting Ajaan. The thing I regret most in this life is not being able to protect Ajaan properlyI'm sorry
That day on the boat, his last words before leaving were still in my ears.
"Xiao Yu, I have loved her all my life.
Hot tears welled up.
Shen Jiang slowly stretched out his hand towards Feixue outside the window: "Xiao Yu"
She came to see him.
The continuous white snow turned into colorful fallen flowers in her eyes.
The girl who had not yet left the pavilion turned around and saw the young overlord wearing fine armor, holding a red tassel helmet in his hand, riding a jade lion that illuminated the night, galloping towards him.
The horse¡¯s hooves splashed petals all over the ground, leaving a wisp of fragrance in the wind.
He stretched out his hand towards her and said in a naughty and presumptuous tone: "Ajaan, it's so boring to be in the deep palace. Come on, I'll take you to see the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!"
His outstretched hand was covered with fine calluses.
These hands can hold a sword and play the piano.
Shen Jiang put her hand on his palm and lifted the skirt of her skirt lightly with her other hand.
She sat on his horse.
The horse spread its hooves and galloped away from the palace like a shooting star.
From now on, all over the world, thousands of rivers and mountains, Ren Xiaoyao
The light from the palace lantern fell gently on Shen Jiang's pupils.
The lifeless phoenix eyes are still astonishingly bright.
Ning Wanzhou knelt on the ground stiffly.
He covered Shen Jiang's neck tightly with both hands, almost making the veins on the back of his hands bulge, but he still couldn't stop the blood from seeping out from between his fingers.
His thin lips were pale, and his already haggard face was full of panic. He repeated "Don't die" in a low voice, but the God of Death could not hear his prayer. The fresh life was fleeting in front of his eyes, even though he was a high-ranking official. Zhen Guogong is of no avail.
He gasped and kept this position for half an hour, until his hands were shaking with cold, and he finally collapsed and fell to the ground.
Shen Jiang is dead.
He knew he couldn¡¯t be saved.
Ning Wanzhou¡¯s eyes were bloodshot, she picked up the narrow knife that fell on the ground and left the cold palace as fast as crazy.
He rode against the wind and snow back to the Zhenguo Palace, plunged into the dark bedroom, closed the door, but still couldn't restrain his trembling hands in the darkness.
"Wellyou're back"
Suddenly a murmur came from the corner of the bedroom.
Nan Baozhu, who was leaning on the bed and had fallen asleep, was awakened by him. He rubbed his eyes in the darkness and fumbled for a flint to light the lamp.
The lamp dimly illuminated the bedroom.
Nan Baozhu looked at Ning Wan?: "I didn't come back until midnight. Where did you go just now¡ª¡ª"
Before he finished speaking, he caught the blood all over Ning Wanzhou's body.
His hands were also covered in blood, and his fingertips were trembling slightly, as if he could no longer hold the narrow knife.
Her heart trembled.
Looking up, Ning Wanzhou's eyes turned red, as if he had lost his soul.
She suppressed her fear, stood up on the bed, and asked in a low voice: "Youyou killed someone?"
Ning Wanzhou closed her eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he finally regained some composure and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is your sister?"
¡°I don¡¯t know, she¡¯s probably with the Emperor. Once she and the Emperor bump into each other, they¡¯ll be at odds with each other, and they won¡¯t want to go home easily¡ª¡±
"I killed Shen Jiang."
The room became quiet.
Nan Baozhu was confused for a moment, and suddenly remembered the twin gu thing.
She quietly tightened her hand holding on to the bedpost, and dug her nails deeply into the golden nanmu to dig out a few small crescents. She didn't come back to her senses until the nails broke and blood dropped.
She wanted to laugh, but the corners of her mouth only twitched quickly, and she couldn't laugh anymore.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Her eyes widened: "Wanwan, are you lying to me again? This joke is not funny at all. Please admit that you made it up casually to fool me."
Seeing that Ning Wanzhou was pale and silent, she suddenly became hysterical: "Why are you so dazed?! Can such a thing be a joke?! Ning Wanzhou, you, you -"
She was choked with sobs and could not speak.
She beat her chest as if she was suffocated, and suddenly ran outside quickly: "I want to go home and have a look. It's not known whether the twin Gu is a lie!"
Ning Wanzhou also had a glimmer of hope.
Although there are many mysterious poisons in the world, those two poisons are too evil. Maybe Poinsettia and Shen Jiang teamed up to deceive them!
He immediately turned around and followed Nan Baozhu.
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It¡¯s almost the end of the year, the nights are long, and the snow is still falling.
In a deep house in the north of Chang'an City, two children wearing thick coats, each holding a small hand stove, were sitting under the eaves outside the alchemy room and taking a nap.
When they were taking a nap, the two little guys wrinkled the tips of their noses at the same time.
They were awakened by the scent, rubbed their eyes and sat upright.
Glancing at the closed door, they whispered:
"It smells so good. The Imperial Master must have refined an amazing elixir! But I don't know what it is used for. It takes several months to refine it!"
¡°Counting the time, it¡¯s time for the National Preceptor to leave seclusion! Wouldn¡¯t it be better to ask him?¡±
As he was talking, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door of the alchemy room was pushed open from the inside.
The young gentleman in Taoist robes has a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, and his eyes are tired, but his handsome appearance with a smile is as refreshing as spring breeze.
He shook the small white jade porcelain vase, and his smile became even wider: "The elixir is ready."
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