Return the Sword

Is she dying?

This sudden death came so fast that Xue Zhao only saw Shen Mu rushing towards her and was pulled back by that little girl. So much so that she could only close her eyes and just listen to the sound.

It might be a good thing to die like this, she thought.

But not long after, her body was lifted up and hung up. She opened her eyes, but saw Shen Mu holding a vine hanging down from the cliff with one hand, and pulling her with the other, gnashing his teeth. : "Hey, you're not dead yet, answer me if you're not dead."

"How can it be said that she is not dead, but it will be soon." Xue Zhao could see that it was extremely impossible for the vine to bear the weight of two people. She was stabbed with a sword, and it was a blessing that she did not die immediately. How could she drag the living people down again? I don't know how long Shen Mu has been holding her like this, not to mention, being rescued like this is not what she wanted to foresee. She let go of the hand that was pressing on her chest, Holding Shen Mu's hand holding her, pulling the other's fingers away from her hand one by one, the expression on her face seemed to be happy, sad, and a little dazed, she said: "Wei Wan handed me over to you, maybe it was you to restrain her, or she wanted to win your trust, the sword servant disappeared, I don't know where he went, but it must be her fault, but it has nothing to do with me what relationship……"

"But don't you want to know where your nephew is?" Shen Mu was anxious, but blurted out.

"I want to know, but it's been too long, I'm tired of searching, and I almost lose my life, and I'm afraid."

"afraid?"

There were already no more human voices, Shen Mu's last scoop only got a piece of fabric, and Xue Zhao was obviously no longer seen.

The tactile sensation of pain is also familiar.Xue Zhao just covered his face, but he didn't care about his head being bleeding.She still remembers that this place is on a hillside, how steep the terrain can be, it's just a breathtaking view from the top.

Fortunately, the guess was indeed good, and it didn't take long before the person rolled and landed on the ground.But what is much more serious than the consequences of falling is that she was stabbed by a sword. And action cannot.

After trying to stand up, Xue Zhao touched his chest with his right hand. The blood on his hand was very fresh. Under the pressure, a subtle pain was transmitted from the tailbone, and a mouthful of blood was blocked in the throat. Announcing the fact that she is still alive.

Although she doesn’t know what’s going on, but she’s still alive. Xue Zhao asked herself, she’s never a person who would sacrifice herself to save others. Such behavior is nothing more than to survive the Jedi... She still remembers what Zhao Ke told her If that is the case, as for Shen Mu and others, those are others, and it is not something she should consider.

Man proposes, God disposes.Fortunately, he finally got away.

Looking around, I can't clearly see where this place is. I can vaguely see a few earthen houses made of yellow mud, but they are dilapidated and old. It must be impossible for anyone to live there, but I always hold such a glimmer of hope. Zhao wandered around the ruins for a while, and after he was convinced that there would be no one, he let out a sigh of relief, which is also a good thing, if there are no people with ulterior motives, if he can rest for a while, then he will rest for a while.

He sat down on the spot, leaning his back against the side of a dry well, clasped his hands in front of his chest, bent his knees and buried his head. Such a big man fell asleep in such an extremely awkward position.

I was really sleepy, and when I woke up from sleep, the first thing Xue Zhao did was to take out the bone sheng from his bosom. The rites and music of the Zhou Dynasty, and the yu sheng are all famous, but since Gaozu wrote Jiaofang, he has only heard of it. Sheng, there is no Yu.Why is he good at Qin, but Yu doesn't have only Yu Qin.

"Sister, if you know, I will entrust you with what I will do next." Xue Zhao muttered a few times, then stood up, found a random direction and raised her feet.

It was almost ten days since we left Dunhuang.

Wei Wan has heard of Princess Donghua, but she is only a clan, and even after spending a lot of money to inquire about it, she only knows that she has been in poor health since she was a child, and she seldom appears in front of people, and later entered the family. After leaving the palace, he kept his duty, and always regarded him as a transparent person, and he was impartial in dealing with others, but with such a personality, no one said it was good or bad, but he could survive in the place where people cannibalized.

It's not always a good time.

The more you go to the Central Plains, the more peaceful the scenery, the brighter the sun, the beautiful scenery. The wedding party stopped in Zhangye, but Wei Wan was one step ahead. After all, it was the expected progress. Princess Hua's team hasn't come here yet.She can find out the truth first.

The name of the temple is Yunqi.

Roughly counting, it is also the end of winter now, and when spring begins, many people go out for outings, and there are also many people who go to temples to worship.But does Princess Donghua also believe in Buddhism?Wei Wan was very strange. He took his horse and wanted to go up the mountain, but the entrance at the foot of the mountain was restricted, and he was only allowed to walk. He should be able to guess his identity, and he is not afraid of being too ostentatious. Wei Wan smiled wryly, and had no choice but to find a food stall on the spot to watch over the horses, but after passing the gate control, it attracted more strange looks. After looking around, I realized that most of the visitors were female relatives, and it was strange that she was dressed as a man.

Heart skipping a beat, Wei Wan pretended to randomly pull a groom and asked, "I'm here for the first time, but I don't know what this Yunqi Temple is famous for."

The groom's description was rough, and he was also very talkative. Hearing Wei Wan's accent, he teased, "Since there are so many young ladies, they are naturally the most famous for seeing each other."

Wei Wan's face suddenly turned dark.

"My lord, your complexion seems to be bad, but it's not for nothing. Women often ask about marriage, but men's official career, although this temple is not effective, but you can draw a lot to ask for peace of mind, and... I didn't say it, The plum grove in the backyard of Yunqi Temple is also a scene here, many literati and inkmen come here not just for the fame, and the plum blossoms at the foot of the mountain are mostly withered, but the mountain is in full bloom.”

I don't know which family the coachman belongs to, and his speech is very methodical. Wei Wan got advice, thanked him, the haze on his face was swept away, and he climbed up the stairs, as if he had listened to someone's words, but there was no one. That said, she also wanted to go up that mountain.

In the main hall, after kowtowing three times, Donghua knelt on the futon, holding on to the stick, muttering something in his mouth, and finally threw a bamboo stick into the stick. The bamboo stick is different, the length of this bamboo stick is only half of that of ordinary bamboo sticks, and the place that should be painted with cinnabar is also stained black by ink.

Not to mention that Donghua's eyes turned cold when he saw the bamboo stick. The accompanying host was already sweating profusely. If Donghua hadn't spoken yet, he would have knelt down to apologize.

There are few people in the hall, except for Donghua and the host, there is only Donghua's nurse, a woman in her thirties and forties, Donghua has always called her Jinshu, Jinshu naturally understands Donghua's mind, Donghua Without speaking, the Jin Shu naturally spoke on his behalf: "Dare to ask the host, what is the explanation for this signed document?"

The host tremblingly said: "This is for the beheading..."

"Ok?"

"If it's a woman, it's Kefu. If it's a man, it's a wife. But this lottery, I have only seen it twice during the years that I have presided over it, and this time, but it just so happens that the benefactor throws it again."

Jin Shu realized the seriousness of the problem before he opened his mouth, but Donghua spoke first: "Yes, that's great. If my memory is correct, the last one should be my aunt's, and the son inherits from his father." Ye, I'm like my mother, what's the use of throwing again, Kefu is excellent, don't you wish I could kill a few people today?"

This seems to involve some kind of secret, there is sweat on the host's forehead, and he wants to retreat, but fortunately, the two don't care about him, but after he retreats, Jin Shu frowned: "Princess..."

Donghua smiled and said, "If you're not in the palace now, Jin Shu speaks carefully."

"Yes, ma'am."

Only then did Donghua feel a little more satisfied: "Needless to say that I don't care, so what if I care. I have already told him that I will get together and leave, but he still wants to entangle me. He is only the son of a concubine. Even if he is killed like this, then Prime Minister Xiao can still reason with me, and if he can find a place to shelter his bones, that is the grace bestowed on him by this palace, don't talk about it anymore."

As for the guillotine mentioned here, it’s because she can’t protect herself, and she doesn’t care about the Kefuke’s wife. Besides, the surnamed Xiao, she just said a few nice words, and she didn’t have the orders of her parents. There is no matchmaker's words, there is no status of husband and wife, and the one who should be restrained is also the Lord of Dunhuang, she can't wait for it.

Taking a long breath, Donghua said again: "I heard that the plum blossoms in this temple are very famous, you can go and appreciate them."

It's just that Jin Shu's expression is rather hesitant: "Miss, the maidservant is just a servant, how can I travel with the lady, the imperial court has also given many beautiful maidservants, the lady might as well take advantage of this to do more to win over, men in this world are so lustful..." But she was interrupted by Donghua's words before she finished speaking: "It's really boring. I have beautiful scenery, how can I allow others to covet the fragrance? Forget it, if you don't go, I will go by myself."

Donghua flung her sleeves and left, just sulking on her own. She knew the location of the temple, and she also told the abbot to seal off the back mountain. I can get the desertedness of myself.

How many good poems and wines are consumed by this situation, Donghua saw that the plum blossoms scattered like falling snow, he folded a branch in front of him, held it in his hand, and said to himself: "I can be regarded as carrying beauty." Swim together."

"There are beautiful scenery, but who is more beautiful than a beautiful person?" Its voice cuts through the ice and snow, but it is more sparse than the plum blossoms. Donghua threw the branch of the plum blossoms to the place where the sound was made, and said in a loud voice: " who?"

Wei Wan patted the thin snow under the eaves on her shoulders startled by Donghua's voice, took a step, and took the plum blossom branch in her hand, with the same voice: "The princess is asking me?"

The author has something to say:

I set the wrong time, so on Valentine's Day I still have to be so generous, um, I want to be strong and be a single dog.