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You can't use someone like that..." His voice was different from that of ordinary men, it was as thin as a mosquito's foot, but he didn't twitch at all.

"Bastard..." After the man was stunned, he soon fell into anger. He hesitated helplessly, as if he was swallowing a breath but couldn't swallow it anyway.He kept repeating the word "asshole" in his mouth, as if he still couldn't believe the facts in front of him.The domestic servants all stared at this scene with dumbstruck eyes, silent like a cicada.

"Master," the purple-clothed boy bit his lip and said palely, "You'd better go and see Madam..."

The man came back to his senses, and just about to take a step inside to take a last look at his beloved wife, but unexpectedly there was a burst of crying from the servants, the desperate and shrill voice reminded him of what had happened.

Outside the door, not only him, but everyone's faces faded, and the luxuriously decorated railings turned pale, as if they were commemorating the death of the fragrance and the immortality.

Only the crying of the baby remained, and he was at a loss as to what had happened.

The man was like a sculpture nailed to the ground, and after a long while, he slowly moved his lips: "Half a life...so..."

"Master, you..." The purple-clothed boy stood up, looking helplessly at his master's walking corpse.

The man's eyes were dull, he didn't look at him, but he said calmly, "Let's call him Jie'er."

"Master?" The other servants looked at him in shock, unable to believe that they would hear such calm words at this moment.

"The child's name is Jie, Zuoqiu Jie."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at the purple-clothed boy, his expression regained his usual calmness, and he was very different from just now: "Chang Guang, tell the people below to prepare the best coffin."

"Yes."

After saying that, the man finally took steps, step by step, into the delivery room where his most beloved woman passed away forever.His face was normal, but he couldn't hide the deep sorrow in his eyes, and the ensuing hatred, tied on his shoulders and feet, making him stagger slightly unstoppable.

Stepping into the abyss is beyond redemption.

In the winter of the 12th year of Zhenhua, Zuoqiu Mansion.

In the bitter cold winter, the windows in the mansion were closed tightly to block the cold wind, and only built a warm barrier in the house.The censer is lit in the mansion, and the fragrance spreads to the hair and skin.This spice is only produced in the Western Regions. It is made from Yili lavender, Tianshan snow lotus, kapok hibiscus and Jimusar rose, boiled with honey and brown sugar, and then solidified in ice for a few days before it can be burned. Aroma comes.

There is a poem that says that Wanyan came out of the barren fence, and the fragrance of autumn is cold, so this fragrance is called Lengxiang.

In the bustling mansion, in the most comfortable wing room, a child carved from powder and jade was sleeping on the Arhat bed.She has skin that can be broken by blowing a bullet, Shengxue, slender nose, deep eye sockets, thin lips like vermilion, and a bit of coquettishness in her immature face, which looks like a person from the Western Regions.His naturally curly black hair fluttered on the pillow, the long eyelashes under his eyelids trembled slightly with his breathing, and he slept soundly.

There was a knock at the door, and the servants shouted cautiously from outside: "Master, the master is coming back today."

Zuoqiujie woke up suddenly, sat up all of a sudden, and got out of bed in a daze to find clothes to wear.At this moment, the door opened, and Chang Guang, who was dressed in purple, walked in, skillfully brought a small blue hexagram jacket and began to wait for him to dress.

"Chang Guang, when will daddy get home?" Zuo Qiujie lowered his eyes, looking at the delicate clothes he was wearing and asked in a low voice.

"Go back to Young Master, I'll be there in a moment." Chang Guang buttoned him up, straightened his clothes, and dragged him to wash up.

Since Zuo Qiujie was born, Zuo Qiuhai had Chang Guang as his personal attendant, and they have been inseparable since childhood.Now he took Zuo Qiujie to wash up, and went to the living room to sit and wait for Zuo Qiuhai's triumphant return.

Although the world is peaceful and prosperous now, there will always be some vassals and small countries on the border making small troubles, so the imperial court will send generals to calm them down from time to time.The uprising of the Mengtuo Clan in the Western Regions this time can be regarded as the biggest disturbance in these years.During this trip, Zuo Qiuhai personally went to command as an expeditionary general, and he really lived up to everyone's expectations to settle Mengtuo, and in exchange for a lifetime of peace, it can be said that he has made outstanding military achievements.

When he heard the creaking sound of wheels grinding against the snow in the courtyard, Zuoqiujie showed a look of anticipation on his small face, but he didn't dare to laugh too happily.He stood on tiptoe and looked out the window, looking forward to his father's return.

"Young master, this time the master has made a great contribution." Chang Guang pulled his arm and whispered, "Remember to congratulate the master when we meet later."

"En." Zuo Qiujie nodded.

Zuo Qiuhai had just returned from the palace, and he was still wearing a military uniform. As soon as he entered the house, he felt like a general was coming. , bowed to his father, then raised his head and said, "Congratulations to daddy for his triumphant return."

"En." Seeing his son, Zuo Qiuhai didn't have much expression on his face, he just said: "How is your homework done when you come in?"

"Go back to Daddy, my son is studying on time." Zuoqiu Jie's face darkened when he heard that the other party asked about this matter.

"I'll check it then." Zuo Qiuhai put the sword aside, then took off the armor and said, "Follow me into the palace tomorrow to meet the prince."

"Yes." Zuo Qiujie agreed, and saw Zuo Qiuhai took off his armor and went straight to eat, so he trotted after him, but he didn't dare to get too close.

"I told you what to do when you meet the prince, do you remember?" Zuo Qiuhai asked lightly.

"The child will remember."

Zuo Qiuhai nodded when he heard this, and then started to eat in an orderly manner, without further words.But Zuoqiujie hesitated to speak, and finally ate his meal obediently without speaking.

It was night, and Zuo Qiujie tossed and turned on the couch, unable to sleep well.

Chang Guang, who was sleeping next door, heard the sound of turning the bed constantly, and knew that the young master had committed another old problem. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that at such a young age, he also had such symptoms of difficulty falling asleep. It can be seen that this little head is thinking a lot .So he got up and went to Zuo Qiujie's room, and the little man sat on the bed in a daze.

"Master, we are going to enter the palace tomorrow, so we have to rest well tonight." He stepped forward and said softly.

"Chang Guang, does daddy not like Jie'er?" Zuoqiu Jie didn't answer him, but asked.

"The young master is the only son of the master, how could the master not like it."

"But Daddy always ignores Jie'er."

"It's because the master is very busy, leading troops to fight, and doesn't have so much free time." Chang Guang explained patiently, pulling up the quilt, indicating that he should go to bed.

Zuo Qiujie stared at him with blank eyes, the doubt and panic in his eyes were clearly evident.He paused for a long time before slipping into the quilt silently, hiding his childish bitterness and grievance.

The next day.

The snow has stopped, Changling is clear and there is no time, and there are no traces of birds in the thousands of auspicious clouds.

The chariots and horses of General Zuoqiu's family passed the axis of the city and went straight to the Meridian Gate.The people along the way saw that it was the carriage of the general of the expedition. It was really majestic, well-guarded and well-trained. They were all ecstatic and clapped their hands in praise to make way for the general to enter the palace.

"General Zuoqiuhai, you are truly a hero of Yasukuni!"

"Beating the crap out of Mengtuo of the Western Regions, good job!"

"Shock my Yasukuni majesty, the general is mighty!"

Zuo Qiujie was sitting in the car, he kept glancing at the curtain from the corner of his eyes, but Zuo Qiuhai didn't dare to stretch out his hand in the way.He heard the commotion outside, they were all calling his father's name, he couldn't help but feel joyful and proud, his eyes were staring at the ground but also glowing with joy.

And Zuo Qiuhai sat beside him as motionless as a mountain, his usually indifferent and serious face didn't show any fluctuations.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped, and the commotion outside also stopped.Zuo Qiuhai in the sedan chair was alert for an instant, grabbed Zuo Qiu over with one hand, and held the sword end with the other hand to start his luck, as if an arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

A big opening was suddenly broken on the roof of the carriage, debris mixed with dust poured down with the cold wind, followed by a force like a giant bowl cover pressing down on the people in the carriage, and a frightening blue light.

"Master!" Chang Guang shouted in panic from outside the carriage, and the next second Zuo Qiuhai jumped out of the carriage with Zuo Qiujie in his arms, followed by a ghostly blue shadow.

Chang Guang immediately rushed to resist. He is only a teenager, and his martial arts experience is less than ten years. In terms of internal strength and palm style, every move and every move is no match for the attacker at the moment.He could see the blue figure clearly, he saw that the man was masked and couldn't see his face clearly, but he dragged him back with a few vain moves, and then went straight to Zuo Qiuhai.

Zuo Qiuhai also had a lot of accomplishments in martial arts, but unexpectedly, all the sword moves were skillfully deflected by the man in blue, and finally condensed into light smoke to surround him. Without any strength, it actually kills people invisible.

The man in blue narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was able to fight Zuo Qiuhai with just one palm without using a weapon.His other hand was to fight against the servants of Zuoqiu's family, but in an instant those guards fell to the ground, causing the people around him to scatter in fright.Then the man in blue turned around and hit Chang Guang's acupuncture points like lightning, his expression as calm as drinking tea.

It is cold winter now, but he is dressed in blue robes like wings, flying towards Zuoqiu and his son.This person seemed to be planning to try his skills, so he fought Zuo Qiuhai, like strolling in a court to explore the depth of a stream.

Zuo Qiuhai didn't dare to take it lightly, he hugged his trembling son in his arms tightly with one hand, and blocked the palm wind of the man in blue with the sword in the other hand, even after a long time of physical strength, sweat gradually oozes out.

With a flick of his fingers, he felt his arm was empty, and then Zuoqiujie's cry suddenly sounded, so harsh that it made him panic.

"Jie'er!"

His eyes were red, seeing Zuo Qiujie being captured by the blue-clothed man, tears welled up in his terrified eyes, he struggled desperately but unexpectedly he was strangled even tighter, his white and tender face flushed red.

"Father...help me...