Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

The eaves of the palace were silent under the silver moonlight. In the hall made of white jade, a cold wind passed by and took off the hood on the woman's head, exposing her thin and pale face to the air. .

And the person standing right in front of her is the current Holy Emperor.

Aning opened her mouth silently, and just as she was about to ask, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, and then she lost any consciousness.

At the same time, a raging fire broke out in the palace where Yue Ning, the eldest daughter of the Duke's Mansion, lived. The fire spread very quickly. After it was extinguished, everything inside was reduced to ashes.

That night, news spread in the palace that the eldest daughter of the Duke's family had committed suicide.

...

In the dark and empty palace, green smoke floated from the Kirin incense burner on the platform. Evergreen lamps were placed all around, and a table made of fluorite was placed in the middle.

The woman lying on it was extremely good-looking. She had her eyes closed tightly, her long thick eyelashes were like butterfly wings with broken wings, her body was somewhat thin, and her skin was horribly pale.

There are still some subtle rises and falls in the chest, which seems to indicate that this person is still alive.

Her left hand spread outwards, and there was a cut on the slender white wrist. A trace of bright red blood slowly poured out from the cut, dripping continuously on a blue sword.

Miraculously, the blood was completely absorbed the moment it came into contact with the sword body, and at the same time, the green light on the sword became even brighter.

I don't know how long it took before Aning's consciousness slowly returned. She felt so weak that she couldn't even open her eyelids.

"How long does it take to bleed like this?"

"Go back to the Holy Spirit. The little Taoist priest said it won't be until three quarters noon."

"Did the Yue family say anything?"

"The Duke's wife received Miss Yue's final letter, so naturally she did not dare to say anything more."

"Well...send more condolences to Yuejia."

"The servant knows."

……

In a daze, she seemed to hear the conversation between two people.

Your Majesty…

Beyond home…

Last letter…

So, does the Holy One want to kill her?

She trembled her eyelashes until the sound gradually faded away, then slowly opened her eyes, pursing her lips for a long time before she realized that she couldn't say a word. Not only that, but her body could not move at all.

There is a hole cut in the dome of the towering temple, through which the outside scene can be seen.

Her eyes were attracted by a group of birds soaring freely in the sky, but soon her eyes were surrounded by darkness again before she lost consciousness.

She thought that the sun seemed to be particularly bright today.

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A few days later, good news came from outside the border fortress that the enemy army had been defeated. Soon the troops returned to the court. The Holy Emperor was overjoyed when he heard that he wanted to reward the troops based on their merits.

But he was not happy for long, because he was accompanied by General Ning, who was supposed to be dead.

Ning Zhiyan was indeed seriously injured, but he was not dead. He just lost his sword. He knew very well who took the sword and who wanted him to die.

So he came back this time just to give that person a "surprise"

But before that, he still had one very important thing to do, which was to meet the person he longed for first.

Counting the days, he hadn't seen the little girl for almost a year, and he didn't know what the little girl looked like now. She must have become more and more attractive. Just thinking about it made him speed up his pace involuntarily.

The familiar Duke's Mansion was getting closer and closer. After jumping off his horse, he noticed that the door that was open in the past was closed tightly today, and there were two white lanterns hanging on the door.

He approached and knocked on the door handle. After waiting for a long time, no one came to open the door. When he wanted to knock again, the door was opened by an old man with silver hair on his temples.

It was an old man wearing a white Taoist robe, with a pair of yellowish and turbid eyes on his thin face revealing a touch of sadness. His broad forehead and deep lines showed that he had been weathered.

Just when the old man was about to walk past him, Ning Zhiyan stopped him and asked him about the situation in the Duke's Mansion.

The old man had no intention of answering. He looked Ning Zhiyan up and down a few times, then fixed his cloudy eyes on his face and asked, "What is your relationship with the young lady in this house?"

Ning Zhiyan was stunned for a moment. Although he was a little confused, he still told the old man about their relationship.

After the old man heard this, his chest shook violently and his body swayed. He muttered "I am guilty" in his mouth, and then staggered down the steps.

In the sky, the clouds were thick, the wind was blowing hard, and the fine raindrops came quietly.

Ning Zhiyan looked at his crazy look and didn't know why. He ran to Aning's yard in a familiar way. He didn't see anyone along the way, but the surroundings were strangely quiet, and the corridor was covered with white silk.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable panic. The thought that he wanted to see the little girl right away lingered in his mind, and his pace involuntarily accelerated.

The little girl's yard was decorated the same as the outside. The house was covered with white silk hangings, but there was no one in it.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. Ning Zhiyan called the little girl's name several times in the yard, but he still received no response.

The sky was terribly gloomy, and the rain began to fall gradually, as if the entire princess's residence was shrouded in haze. He stood in the yard and let the rain hit his face and body.

Just when he had no clue, a slender woman holding an oil-paper umbrella came in from outside the yard. She was wearing plain clothes, with only a white flower pinned to her rolled-up hair.

The woman's face was extremely dignified and beautiful. Although she had multiple crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, it did not affect the fact that she was a beauty at all, but her face was extremely haggard.

When she saw the young man in the middle of the yard, the woman thought she was too old-sighted. She paused and pulled out the man's name with difficulty in her throat.

"Zhiyan?"

Hearing this, the young man turned around and looked at the woman standing not far away, with a happy face: "Aunt Qin."

Seeing that the young man was soaked in the rain, she led him into the house, found a clean handkerchief and poured him a cup of warm tea before sitting on the couch beside him.

Almost as soon as she sat down, the young man ignored the soaked clothes on his body. His eyes were eager and he couldn't wait to ask the woman: "Aunt Qin, where is Aning?"

The woman slowly raised her eyes, a pair of eyes similar to those of a little girl filled with water color, with unconcealable sadness, "A Ning, my A Ning is gone."

The smile on Ning Zhiyan's face froze, and he seemed to be frozen. He stood dumbly, looking directly at the woman, like a puppet on strings, and moved his lips: "Who is missing?"

"My Aning, my Aning is gone."

The woman suppressed her screams, and her whole body seemed to be deflated. She cried out from her throat. The cry was so sad that it seemed to cut the human nerves inch by inch.

The words "My Aning is gone" kept echoing in his ears. At that moment, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and the feeling of severe pain spread from his heart to his whole body.

The atmosphere in the room was suffocating, and the sound of rain outside the window was like an invisible net, binding the dampness and depression.

The woman took him to see Aning's monument. When he walked up to it, his eyeballs were like rusty lock cylinders and could no longer move. He didn't believe that the smart and quiet little girl was gone like that.

Ning Zhiyan almost fled from the Duke's Mansion.

-

There are unanimous opinions regarding the death of the eldest daughter of the Duke's Mansion.

Everyone knew that Princess Yue Ning was infatuated with General Ning. When news of General Ning's death came from the front line, she also fell seriously ill. She probably became depressed and became ill, so she chose to burn herself to death.

Ning Zhiyan never believed that Aning would self-immolate. His little girl was most afraid of pain.

He has been looking for the old man he met at the Princess Mansion that day. In the past two days, he realized the strange behavior of the old man that day.

He must know something.

Until he knew one thing. Two months ago, a vicious sword appeared in the capital of Shu, killing many people in the city without anyone driving it. It was not until an old monk appeared that the murderous situation of the vicious sword changed. .

The old monk was the same person he met at the Princess Mansion. He had already found someone to verify this.

He had to find the old man and find out what the sin he said "I am guilty of" was, and then he could possibly know the truth about this matter.

He clenched his fists tightly, veins popped out on his neck, and an uncontrollable emotion was like a crazy beast about to break through the cage of reason.

An Ning, wait for me.