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Xie Zhao was dreaming again.

His mind was groggy, he didn't sleep soundly this time, he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, he was clearly struggling to wake up, but his consciousness was thrown high, and he looked on coldly.

In the dream, the light and shadow were chaotic, and the fire light stained the fundus of the eyes, reflecting the burned palace beyond recognition.He stood in front of the Hall of Martial Heroes, watching the flames engulfing the majestic hall, his body was unstable.

The Holy One is still inside——!

Xie Zhao's eyes were about to burst, he clenched his teeth, and was about to rush into the hall, but when the screen changed, another scene appeared before him.

In front of me is the grass grower in the south of the Yangtze River.But the five or six-year-old Fen Tuanzi lay on the lap of the old man in blue, sleeping peacefully.

Xie Zhao stood quietly aside, somewhat understanding why he always prefers blue in his clothes.Because his grandfather, Xie Hui, the Grand Tutor, always wore blue long gowns.

The cyan color is the uniform color of court uniforms of Dayu civil officials.

Spring in Jiangnan is the most beautiful spring.The tender willows by the lake sprouted buds, and the spring breeze caused ripples on the lake surface. In the beautiful spring scenery, Xie Hui, who had slightly white temples, looked fresh and handsome. Even though there were a few marks on the corners of his eyes, his eyes were still clear and his lips were smiling. The meaning is shallow, gentle and elegant.

A naughty butterfly landed on the boy's hair and flapped its wings lightly, but the boy didn't realize it, his mouth was slightly open, and he was sleeping soundly. cute.

"Azhao is probably the reincarnation of flowers, so the butterflies should also stay in his hair."

The corners of Xie Hui's eyes were slightly bent, and he looked down at the boy on his lap, murmuring in a low voice.He stretched out his thin fingertips, carefully touched Aisun Bai's tender and soft cheek, and sighed with a smile: "My little Azhao, it will be fine if I don't grow up."

Even living under his wings for a lifetime would be wonderful.

But how is this possible?

As spring went and spring came, Ah Zhao grew taller day by day, and his temples became more and more frosty.Ah Zhao is growing up day by day, and he is also getting old day by day.

Time is ruthless and does not stay for anyone.One day he will leave, leaving Ah Zhao alone in the world.Without the company of his grandfather and father, his Ah Zhao is stronger than anyone else.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, Ah Zhao, we can't make the decision. In this vast world, people are like flies, and in just a few dozen years, it seems like a flash of light, fleeting in the blink of an eye."

Gently stroking the boy's cheek, Xie Hui raised his head, and looked at the handsome young man in green shirt standing under the willow tree not far away.

He said slowly: "So Ah Zhao, don't regret it. You must not regret it. Our Xie family members have never regretted it—I am like this, and so is your father."

When the wind picked up, the willow branches moved slightly, and they were blown up together with the hem of his clothes and skirts, moving gracefully.

Standing under the willow tree, Xie Zhao felt that he could smell the faint fragrance of the grass in the south of the Yangtze River brought by the wind.

There were tears in his eyes, but the corners of his lips were raised, and across time and space, in this broken illusion, he looked at his grandfather whom he hadn't seen for a long time.Whether this exhortation, which has been late for many years, is what my grandfather really said, or whether it is his own delusion, I don't know whether it is true or not, but it doesn't mean it is true or false.

Xie Zhao stared intently at the scene in front of him, seeing his young self lying on his grandfather's lap and sleeping soundly, his sight was right.

This is Jiangnan, this is the Jiangnan that Xie Zhao misses the most, and wants to go back but can't.

The flames started again, burning inch by inch.

So in just a short while, Jiangnan, who Xie Zhao liked so much and missed so much, was burnt to the ground, leaving no trace of dust behind.

Waking up from a big dream, the world is turned upside down.

Xie Zhao opened his eyes, his brain was not fully awake yet, he had already sat up straight on the bed.

He threw off the quilt with a cold face, didn't even put on his outer robe, put on his black boots and wanted to stride out.But just as he stood up, Bingwen, who hadn't slept all night, grabbed his wrist.

Xie Zhao looked down at him expressionlessly: "Let go."

His eyes were sharp like blades, cold and sharp, which made Bingwen shiver.

Bingwen had never seen Xie Zhao like this.

Years of habit made him subconsciously follow Xie Zhao's words after hearing Xie Zhao's words, but the next moment he recalled the drastic changes that happened that night, he quickly realized that the hand that was about to let go took Xie Zhao's again. wrist.

"...It's too late. Young master, everything is too late now."

Bingwen held back his tears, and the hand holding Xie Zhao's wrist became more and more forceful.He didn't sleep all night, his eyes were blue and black, his eyes were red, and he looked haggard. He begged: "Young master, let's not get involved? What does these things have to do with you? You are just a sixth-rank servant. You can't participate in the fixed morning court every day...My lord, don't try to be brave, okay?"

Don't be brave?

Xie Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to laugh, but found that he couldn't even laugh.

This is not bragging.He understands this better than anyone.

Xie Zhao closed his eyes, feeling his eye sockets a little sour.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to calm.

Xie Zhao stretched out his other hand, and bit by bit forcefully opened Bingwen's fingers on his wrist.He looked into Bingwen's eyes, his voice hoarse.

"Bingwen, I'm sober, I know what I'm doing," he said.

He had never been so lucid.

The fingers were torn apart one by one, and despair gradually appeared in Bingwen's eyes.Master and servant for many years, no one knows better than him what Xie Zhao wants to do, but it is precisely because he knows too well that he has to stop him.

A qualified servant will not question any decision of his master.But Bingwen is not just Xie Zhao's attendant, he grew up with Xie Zhao, he understands how stubborn Xie Zhao is, and hopes that Xie Zhao can live a better life than anyone else.

"You're not awake at all."

Just when Xie Zhao was about to break off the last finger, Bingwen stretched out his hands and held Xie Zhao's forearm tightly again.Facing Xie Zhao's turbulent eyes, he finally couldn't help but shed tears.

For the first time in so many years, Bingwen disobeyed Xie Zhao.

Tears filled his eyes, and he grabbed Xie Zhao's arm with such force that he seemed to be trying his best to drag a drowning person to the shore: "Young master, you are the only one in the Xie family...don't forget, Xie family , only you..."

He promised the master that he would take good care of the young master...

"Bingwen."

Xie Zhao just said, "I must go."

Bingwen lowered his head and remained silent.

Xie Zhao touched his head, feeling a little sour in his heart.He deliberately joked: "Don't forget how powerful your son is, I am the youngest Wen champion in the dynasty. Bingwen, you should have more confidence in me."

Bingwen finally let go of his hand.

He controlled his emotions well, and then raised his head. Although his eyes were still a little red, his face had calmed down.He glanced at Xie Zhao and tried to smile: "Since the young master insists on leaving, let's go."

His throat moved, and he finally swallowed what he wanted to say the most.

No matter how bad it is, no matter where you go, he will accompany you, Young Master.

After all, I will not let the young master be alone.

Xie Zhao took a deep look at him, turned around and wanted to leave, but found that his wrist was held by Bingwen again.

He looked at Bingwen and asked silently.

Bingwen didn't stop him this time.He let go of Xie Zhao's hand, picked up the official uniform that had been prepared earlier and put it on for Xie Zhao.Looking at Xie Zhao, who was neatly dressed, he forced a smile and said, "Master, put on the official uniform before going."

Xie Zhao has never felt that the official uniform is as heavy as Mount Tai like this moment, it is overwhelming and his heart is heavy.

But he still wore it.

Xie Zhao stood where he was, and finally stretched his brows and eyes, and said softly to Bingwen, "I'll be right back."

After saying this, he stopped staying and strode out of the house.

The moment he turned around, the tears that had stayed in Bingwen's eyes suddenly fell.

He covered his mouth, resisting the urge to keep him from breaking his throat.

The sky outside was bright, and it was actually a sunny day.

Xie Zhao didn't hesitate, and after stepping out of the house, he went straight to the door.He knew where he was going.He also knows what to do.

It was rare for the servants in the mansion to see Xie Zhao with such a cold face and full of momentum, they were speechless in shock, and greeted him tremblingly, but Xie Zhao seemed to have never heard of it, pursed his lips and did not say a word, and did not stop for anyone.

Until Xie Zhao came to the gate of the mansion and was stopped by a person.

This is the second person who blocked Xie Zhao today.

And at this time, only Pei Shaonan will appear in front of Xie Zhao's door.

Xie Zhao's eyes flicked over his calm and calm face as always, and there was a mocking smile on his lips.He was too lazy to say anything more to the other party, and he didn't even want to look at him again, but just looked away with a cold tone.

"Step aside."

Xie Zhao said this to Pei Shaonan.

Pei Shaonan is not Bingwen, so he did not move, still standing in front of Xie Zhao like a rock.

"It's pointless, Xie Zhao, it's pointless for you to do this at all." He said lightly, with tiredness on his face: "It's too late, everything is a foregone conclusion, even if you are Xie Zhao, you can't change anything .”

Xie Zhao couldn't listen to these words, and he rushed to the palace to do what he wanted to do.

Seeing that Pei Shaonan not only didn't move his body away, but instead said something nice to him self-righteously, Xie Zhao's patience slowly disappeared.He was a little impatient, and said again: "I said, Pei Shaonan, get out of the way!"

Pei Shaonan pursed his lips, and a look of injury flashed through his eyes.

The two had been friends for more than ten years, and this was the first time Xie Zhao spoke to him in this tone.

Even though he was not feeling well, he still took a deep breath, stood in front of Xie Zhao, tried his best to calmly say to Xie Zhao, "Do you know what happened last night? If you want to go to the palace to find someone to explain, at least you have to understand it first." Find out what happened after you passed out."

The reason why Xie Zhao fell into a coma was not thanks to the person in front of him.

He snorted, and finally raised his eyes to meet Pei Shaonan's, pretending to be listening.

"What happened in Quzhou is still a hidden danger. Before last night, no one would have thought that King Cheng's private weapons would be used for this purpose." Combined with the captains and led troops to attack the palace, the Jinwu Guards fought back brazenly, and blood flowed everywhere they went."

His eyes were lowered, as if he recalled that bloody night that was too bloody to recall for a moment, and then he continued slowly: "Later, King Cheng attacked the Hall of Martial Arts all the way, and the two sides met with swords... Both the Holy One and the Crown Prince were there ,All……"

"The reinforcements... are still a step late."

It's a step late.

Xie Zhao stood where he was, feeling a gust of cold air rushing up from the bottom of his feet, and the blood all over his body froze into ice in an instant.

His lips trembled, his eyes closed, and he almost couldn't stand still.

Your Majesty...the Majesty who loves him so much...

Clues that were not clear in the past flashed through his mind one by one.Xie Zhao had a splitting headache, but his thinking was unprecedentedly clear. Those things that he had ignored and couldn't figure out were all connected in series.

——Brilliant good round, undeniably wonderful good round.It is an extremely good game that can only be played out with extreme courage and cruelty.

Xie Zhao finally reacted.

The fingernails sank into the palm of his hand, and it seemed that he was bleeding, but he didn't realize it, and the knuckles turned white.

Unforgivable.

Xie Zhao gritted his teeth: How dare Xu Yixin!how dare he

Sensing that something was wrong with Xie Zhao, Pei Shaonan held his forearm: "Calm down. Xie Zhao, don't be arrogant." He persuaded in a low voice: "Even if you want to do something, keep a low profile and wait for the opportunity."

Xie Zhao slammed his arm away.

"This is what you do, but not what I do." He sneered coldly: "Who says it's too late? I want to let him know now that there are some things that cannot be done in this world!"

Staring at Pei Shaonan's face, he paused every word: "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it."

Pei Shaonan's face turned pale.

Xie Zhao looked at him and smiled: "Last night, you said you had something to tell me, do you still want to talk about it now?"

Pei Shaonan's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

It's too late now for what he wants to say.

Xie Zhao looked at him with hatred in his eyes.

He asked, "Who did Xu Yixin send to tell you?"

Pei Shaonan's voice was a little hoarse, he lowered his head: "...it's Wan Xu."

"really."

Xie Zhao smiled bitterly: "Pei Shaonan, it would be great if you said it earlier."

He looked at Pei Shaonan quietly: "You made me a step late."

It's not like this, Ah Zhao, it's not like this!

Pei Shaonan wanted to tell him, Ah Zhao, I didn't know he would strike so fast and so ruthlessly.He also wanted to say, Ah Zhao, there are many things you don't know, no one is black and white, even if it is the Holy One you trust so much, he may not trust you so much.

He also wanted to say, Ah Zhao, this matter is still related to your father...

But so many words were all forgotten by Pei Shaonan when they touched Xie Zhao's teary eyes.

He withdrew his hand and struggled dejectedly, "Azhao, you shouldn't do this..."

"Then who should do it?"

Xie Zhao retorted: "Is it the Taibao who has served as an official for many years? Is it Mr. Dou who is getting older and has a wife and son? Or is it you who have been officials in your family for generations and your father is in the court?"

He pretended to be indifferent and smiled: "Pei Shaonan, I am the most suitable person. Anyway, I am the only one in the Xie family, and I am not afraid of anything."

Xie Zhao put his hand on Pei Shaonan's shoulder, and the movement of pushing away was light but firm.

Facing Pei Shaonan's dazed face, he whispered softly: "What's more, things may not necessarily come to that point." He smiled, his brows brightened, "Have some confidence in me, Pei Xiaoyi, I'm Yushi Taizhan The invincible little Xie lord."

Xie Zhao finally went.

Pei Shaonan could only watch him leave.

It wasn't until Xie Zhao's figure completely disappeared in front of his eyes that he came back to his senses, and said in a daze as if he had finally come to his senses: "But Ah Zhao, you are not alone..."

You are not... indestructible.

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