Pour the glass
Chapter 132. Unintentional Prophecy
In Lin'an, the rain is pouring down, and it can't stop.
The sunny weather for many days suddenly changed, and the people of Lin'an never expected that even the cloudy sky would finally change.
The rebel army took down important checkpoints in Lin'an City with lightning speed, and all the passionate soldiers of the imperial guard camp who rose up to resist were also slaughtered. dangerous.
Shen Zhihuai held an umbrella and stood at the head of the west city of Lin'an, looking down at the relatives who resisted the officials, his eyes were cold and calm like a stone statue.
"Return to Major General, the inventory has been completed, and there are not many people!"
After listening to the deputy general's report, Shen Zhihuai waved his hands slightly, and said coldly, "Kill!"
"promise!"
All of a sudden, under the west city of Lin'an, wailing was everywhere, and a strong smell of blood rushed into the nostrils. Even the heavy rain couldn't wash away the bloody smell at the moment.
"Returning to the young general, the dragon-breaking stone in the abandoned emperor's underground palace has been blown up!"
Hearing the return from another general, Shen Zhihuai finally had a gleam of light in his eyes, "Did you catch someone?"
The general shook his head and said, "In addition to killing ten palace guards immediately, only two charred corpses were found in the underground palace. After the autopsy, it was confirmed that they were a man and a woman, both of whom were elderly. .”
Shen Zhihuai's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "The female should be Nanny Jin Nu, and the male... the male should be the Deposed Emperor Ye Chengtian."
The family general clasped his fists and nodded, "Wu Zuo also speculated in the same way. In addition, thousands of clusters of arrows were found in the stone path where the two scorched corpses were. Wu Zuo deduced that these two people should have died of random arrows and then burned. corpse."
"That is to say, Princess Chushan ran away?" Shen Zhihuai was most concerned about the result, "Can you find the exit of the underground palace?"
The general nodded again and said, "I found it! It turned out to be... a mass grave in the northern suburbs of Lin'an. There are usually many wild animals there, and the footprints on the ground are very messy, so the last generals lost their traces."
"Lin'an has fallen. If she wants to restore her country, the only person she can rely on is Han Xiguan Yanqian. You chase all the way to Shuangzhou, and you must capture Princess Chushan back!" Shen Zhihuai immediately ordered, thought for a while, and said, "There is also Qi Ziyuan, the captain of the imperial guards who escaped, and quickly issued a hunting order to the prefects of the prefectures and counties who surrendered. Once he sees this person, he will be killed!"
"promise!"
Seeing that his family was about to run away, Shen Zhihuai looked coldly at the corpses all over the ground below the city, turned around, and secretly said in his heart: "You must remember that it was Shen Yuan who ordered to kill you today. Don't tell the wrong person."
The night gradually thickened, and the crazy mountain rain gradually slowed down, pattering and turning into a little drizzle.
The mountain road was slippery and muddy, and it was hard to get out of the horrific mass graves. Now the three of them are hungry and tired, and they just want to find a place where they can temporarily shelter from the wind and rain, light a fire, and quickly burn their bodies. wet clothes to dry.
"There seems to be a ruined temple over there!" Zi Yuan pointed at the faint outline of the ruins ahead in the darkness, "Let's go over there to avoid the rain first!"
"Okay!" Ah Ling and Su Zhexue looked at each other and nodded.
In the drizzle, the dilapidated ancient temple stands on the ground, and the occasional cold wind blows, and the plaque of "Daxiong Palace" hanging obliquely on the lintel is crumbling.
Ziyuan first kicked open the dilapidated temple door, waved her hands, and scratched the messy cobwebs in the middle left and right, leaned over to pick up the dusty futon on the ground, patted it again and again, and after shaking off a lot of dust, she just Just put it on the small step under the stone Buddha, turned to A Ling and Su Zhexue and said, "Sit down first, and I will find a futon, and then light a fire for everyone to roast."
"En." Su Zhexue replied tremblingly, and it was only then that A Ling realized that her face was so pale.
A-Ling hurried forward to grab her hand, ready to feel her pulse, but was retracted by Su Zhexue, "Zhexue, you are suffering from Gu poison..."
"My lord, you can't let that idiot work alone. You sit down and rest first. I'll look for candles or something?" Su Zhexue hastily interrupted A Ling, then turned her head and smiled at the worried Zi Yuan. , "Idiot, sister is fine, don't stand still, hurry up and find some dry firewood."
"Okay." Ziyuan replied, leaning over to look for dry firewood and futons in the dark.
Ah Ling quietly looked at Su Zhexue's back, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, she sat on the futon, rubbed her hands together, took a deep breath, and felt a bloody smell coming from her fingertips .
With a chill in his heart, A-Ling's fingertips gently stroked the wetness of his fingertips. In the dark, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or blood.
"Sure enough, there are candles here..." Su Zhexue's voice was a little weaker than before, the words that sounded like joy, fell into A Ling's ears, but they were full of worry.
"Sister, I've cleaned up this futon. Come here and sit and rest." Ziyuan put the other futon she found beside Ah Ling, turned around and squatted down, gathered some dry firewood in the dark, and kept bumping into each other. Flintstones.
"hiss--"
The spark finally burst out, jumped onto the dry wood, and ignited the spark.
Ziyuan smiled and protected the small fire that was finally built with both hands, but saw a pair of blood-stained hands approaching a half-burned candle, and lit the wick.
"Sister..." Ziyuan called out hoarsely, and grabbed her hand tightly. The blood on it was still wet, and her heart ached, "How did you get hurt?"
Su Zhexue shook her head, broke free from Ziyuan's hand, and carefully placed the lit candle on the candlestick of the Buddhist hall, and the entire Buddhist hall finally had a ray of dim light.
"Zhexue, you..."
"Sister, tell the truth!"
Su Zhexue shook her head with a smile, and walked to Ziyuan's side, only then did Ziyuan realize that her sister, who was drenched all over, was pale at the moment, her lips were bruised and purple, without a trace of blood.
Su Zhexue stepped forward to hold Ziyuan's hand, and sat by the fire together, brushing away the messy hair on Ziyuan's cheek with a smile, "Do you still have the sweat towel that sister gave you?"
Ziyuan nodded heavily, and hurriedly took out the sweat towel from her arms with one hand, "It's always there!"
Su Zhexue smiled faintly, she took the sweat towel, put it on her knees, stretched out her hand again, took Ziyuan's hand pitifully, looked at the two bloodstains on it, and leaned over her face in distress , blowing gently, "In the future, I can't risk my life like this again."
"Sister..." Ziyuan's eyebrows and eyes softened, and a hot sour feeling surged in her heart. She felt her eye circles burning, and she couldn't help but burst into tears, "I know you are infected with Gu poison, but I have immortality. The cup is gone," Ziyuan hurriedly flipped through the longevity cup in her bosom, "With this, you won't die, sister, you'll be fine!"
"Don't move." Su Zhexue quickly pressed Ziyuan's hand, Ziyuan only felt that her slender hand was very weak, only to hear Su Zhexue continue to laugh, "The Longevity Cup is not in a hurry, your injury, my sister is in a hurry."
"Zhexue..." Ah Ling stared at her back with red eyes. With the faint light of the fire, she could clearly see two arrows that had been cut off at the same time. Along the way, in order not to distract them, and to keep them away from Lin'an, Zhexue endured the pain and let the blood flow quietly like this.
"My lord, Zhexue begs the lord to give me a chance to talk to this idiot, okay?" Su Zhexue turned around with a weak smile, "It's not easy for me to meet this idiot again. Once, I don't want... to live against my will again, I have a lot to say, and I want to talk to her about it."
"Okay..." Ah Ling choked with sobs and nodded heavily, then stood up suddenly, "I'll watch outside, no one will disturb you."
"Thank you..." Su Zhexue smiled gratefully, and watched A Ling walk out of the ruined temple.
Ziyuan held her shoulders with both hands, and said seriously: "Sister, let me see you, is there any injury..."
Su Zhexue raised her eyebrows slightly, and suddenly smiled charmingly, "Where do you want to see my sister?"
"I..." Ziyuan felt her face burning, and quickly apologized, "I didn't mean to belittle my sister, but...uh..."
Cold lips kissed Zi Yuan's lips suddenly, sealing what she wanted to say.
elder sister……
Ziyuan let out a low murmur in her heart, and Su Zhexue's lips and tongue moved, she didn't deliberately tease her, let alone ecstasy, there was only deep reluctance and shallow tremors.
Ziyuan's hand slid onto Su Zhexue's vest along her shoulders, and the stubble touched by her fingertips made her body shake violently, and she backed away in shock, exclaiming: "Sister! Why don't you... ..."
Su Zhexue tightly grasped her hand, pressed it against her face, shook her head lightly, and said, "Because I miss you alive...I always miss you alive..."
"Sister, don't move, let me heal your wounds!" Ziyuan wanted to draw an arrow to save Su Zhexue immediately, but Su Zhexue held her hand tightly.
"Ahem, idiot, don't panic, listen to me, okay?" Su Zhexue had a smile on her face, and her bright eyes were full of affection, "If you draw the arrow at this time, my sister will probably die immediately. I haven't finished my words yet, my sister doesn't want to leave yet."
"Sister...how should I save you...how should I save you..." Ziyuan felt her heart ache like twists, she held Su Zhexue's cheeks, the blood stains on her fingertips stained her face red, "I finally ...Finally..." His voice became more and more choked up, until he was sobbing, and he couldn't say a word anymore.
Su Zhexue smiled faintly, raised her hand to cover the back of Ziyuan's hand, put Ziyuan's hand in the palm, and picked up the sweat towel on her knees with the other hand, wrapped it around the wound on the back of her hand very gently, "Idiot , do you still remember how you answered the origin of your comrades' sweat scarves?"
There was a sudden pain in her heart, and Ziyuan felt a chill rushing out of her heart. She sobbed and shook her head violently, "No! No! Those things I said back then don't count! No!"
In the past, the joke between Ziyuan and Su Zhexue reappeared in my mind——
"This laundry matter, I'll leave it to my sister in the future, be careful who will see it..."
"I've been seen by others. Fortunately, I'm smart and thought of making up a story to cover it up. Sister, think about it. In Yunguo, men who are over [-] years old and unmarried are considered different. I have been questioned several times by those fellow men." No, I was caught for washing a sweat towel, so I can only make up a story, saying that this is a token of love from the girl I have been engaged to since childhood."
"What about the back?"
"Then, this girl's family was in trouble, and she ran into a bandit on the way to join me, and she died."
"Anymore?"
"..."
Those jokes, but I don't want it to become true today. If it is possible, Ziyuan would rather be born dumb and never say those words, then the sister in front of her will never leave her one day.
"How can it be counted?" Su Zhexue blinked weakly, took Ziyuan's hand, and pressed it to her heart, "Today, I don't need to ask you again, whether you treat me as a true love or a close relative Oh, huh, my sister is so happy, idiot..." Saying that, Su Zhexue slumped into Ziyuan's arms, smiling affectionately, and there was no trace of blood on her face, "Promise my sister... From now on... take good care of yourself... and take good... take care of the Lord..."
The sunny weather for many days suddenly changed, and the people of Lin'an never expected that even the cloudy sky would finally change.
The rebel army took down important checkpoints in Lin'an City with lightning speed, and all the passionate soldiers of the imperial guard camp who rose up to resist were also slaughtered. dangerous.
Shen Zhihuai held an umbrella and stood at the head of the west city of Lin'an, looking down at the relatives who resisted the officials, his eyes were cold and calm like a stone statue.
"Return to Major General, the inventory has been completed, and there are not many people!"
After listening to the deputy general's report, Shen Zhihuai waved his hands slightly, and said coldly, "Kill!"
"promise!"
All of a sudden, under the west city of Lin'an, wailing was everywhere, and a strong smell of blood rushed into the nostrils. Even the heavy rain couldn't wash away the bloody smell at the moment.
"Returning to the young general, the dragon-breaking stone in the abandoned emperor's underground palace has been blown up!"
Hearing the return from another general, Shen Zhihuai finally had a gleam of light in his eyes, "Did you catch someone?"
The general shook his head and said, "In addition to killing ten palace guards immediately, only two charred corpses were found in the underground palace. After the autopsy, it was confirmed that they were a man and a woman, both of whom were elderly. .”
Shen Zhihuai's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "The female should be Nanny Jin Nu, and the male... the male should be the Deposed Emperor Ye Chengtian."
The family general clasped his fists and nodded, "Wu Zuo also speculated in the same way. In addition, thousands of clusters of arrows were found in the stone path where the two scorched corpses were. Wu Zuo deduced that these two people should have died of random arrows and then burned. corpse."
"That is to say, Princess Chushan ran away?" Shen Zhihuai was most concerned about the result, "Can you find the exit of the underground palace?"
The general nodded again and said, "I found it! It turned out to be... a mass grave in the northern suburbs of Lin'an. There are usually many wild animals there, and the footprints on the ground are very messy, so the last generals lost their traces."
"Lin'an has fallen. If she wants to restore her country, the only person she can rely on is Han Xiguan Yanqian. You chase all the way to Shuangzhou, and you must capture Princess Chushan back!" Shen Zhihuai immediately ordered, thought for a while, and said, "There is also Qi Ziyuan, the captain of the imperial guards who escaped, and quickly issued a hunting order to the prefects of the prefectures and counties who surrendered. Once he sees this person, he will be killed!"
"promise!"
Seeing that his family was about to run away, Shen Zhihuai looked coldly at the corpses all over the ground below the city, turned around, and secretly said in his heart: "You must remember that it was Shen Yuan who ordered to kill you today. Don't tell the wrong person."
The night gradually thickened, and the crazy mountain rain gradually slowed down, pattering and turning into a little drizzle.
The mountain road was slippery and muddy, and it was hard to get out of the horrific mass graves. Now the three of them are hungry and tired, and they just want to find a place where they can temporarily shelter from the wind and rain, light a fire, and quickly burn their bodies. wet clothes to dry.
"There seems to be a ruined temple over there!" Zi Yuan pointed at the faint outline of the ruins ahead in the darkness, "Let's go over there to avoid the rain first!"
"Okay!" Ah Ling and Su Zhexue looked at each other and nodded.
In the drizzle, the dilapidated ancient temple stands on the ground, and the occasional cold wind blows, and the plaque of "Daxiong Palace" hanging obliquely on the lintel is crumbling.
Ziyuan first kicked open the dilapidated temple door, waved her hands, and scratched the messy cobwebs in the middle left and right, leaned over to pick up the dusty futon on the ground, patted it again and again, and after shaking off a lot of dust, she just Just put it on the small step under the stone Buddha, turned to A Ling and Su Zhexue and said, "Sit down first, and I will find a futon, and then light a fire for everyone to roast."
"En." Su Zhexue replied tremblingly, and it was only then that A Ling realized that her face was so pale.
A-Ling hurried forward to grab her hand, ready to feel her pulse, but was retracted by Su Zhexue, "Zhexue, you are suffering from Gu poison..."
"My lord, you can't let that idiot work alone. You sit down and rest first. I'll look for candles or something?" Su Zhexue hastily interrupted A Ling, then turned her head and smiled at the worried Zi Yuan. , "Idiot, sister is fine, don't stand still, hurry up and find some dry firewood."
"Okay." Ziyuan replied, leaning over to look for dry firewood and futons in the dark.
Ah Ling quietly looked at Su Zhexue's back, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, she sat on the futon, rubbed her hands together, took a deep breath, and felt a bloody smell coming from her fingertips .
With a chill in his heart, A-Ling's fingertips gently stroked the wetness of his fingertips. In the dark, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or blood.
"Sure enough, there are candles here..." Su Zhexue's voice was a little weaker than before, the words that sounded like joy, fell into A Ling's ears, but they were full of worry.
"Sister, I've cleaned up this futon. Come here and sit and rest." Ziyuan put the other futon she found beside Ah Ling, turned around and squatted down, gathered some dry firewood in the dark, and kept bumping into each other. Flintstones.
"hiss--"
The spark finally burst out, jumped onto the dry wood, and ignited the spark.
Ziyuan smiled and protected the small fire that was finally built with both hands, but saw a pair of blood-stained hands approaching a half-burned candle, and lit the wick.
"Sister..." Ziyuan called out hoarsely, and grabbed her hand tightly. The blood on it was still wet, and her heart ached, "How did you get hurt?"
Su Zhexue shook her head, broke free from Ziyuan's hand, and carefully placed the lit candle on the candlestick of the Buddhist hall, and the entire Buddhist hall finally had a ray of dim light.
"Zhexue, you..."
"Sister, tell the truth!"
Su Zhexue shook her head with a smile, and walked to Ziyuan's side, only then did Ziyuan realize that her sister, who was drenched all over, was pale at the moment, her lips were bruised and purple, without a trace of blood.
Su Zhexue stepped forward to hold Ziyuan's hand, and sat by the fire together, brushing away the messy hair on Ziyuan's cheek with a smile, "Do you still have the sweat towel that sister gave you?"
Ziyuan nodded heavily, and hurriedly took out the sweat towel from her arms with one hand, "It's always there!"
Su Zhexue smiled faintly, she took the sweat towel, put it on her knees, stretched out her hand again, took Ziyuan's hand pitifully, looked at the two bloodstains on it, and leaned over her face in distress , blowing gently, "In the future, I can't risk my life like this again."
"Sister..." Ziyuan's eyebrows and eyes softened, and a hot sour feeling surged in her heart. She felt her eye circles burning, and she couldn't help but burst into tears, "I know you are infected with Gu poison, but I have immortality. The cup is gone," Ziyuan hurriedly flipped through the longevity cup in her bosom, "With this, you won't die, sister, you'll be fine!"
"Don't move." Su Zhexue quickly pressed Ziyuan's hand, Ziyuan only felt that her slender hand was very weak, only to hear Su Zhexue continue to laugh, "The Longevity Cup is not in a hurry, your injury, my sister is in a hurry."
"Zhexue..." Ah Ling stared at her back with red eyes. With the faint light of the fire, she could clearly see two arrows that had been cut off at the same time. Along the way, in order not to distract them, and to keep them away from Lin'an, Zhexue endured the pain and let the blood flow quietly like this.
"My lord, Zhexue begs the lord to give me a chance to talk to this idiot, okay?" Su Zhexue turned around with a weak smile, "It's not easy for me to meet this idiot again. Once, I don't want... to live against my will again, I have a lot to say, and I want to talk to her about it."
"Okay..." Ah Ling choked with sobs and nodded heavily, then stood up suddenly, "I'll watch outside, no one will disturb you."
"Thank you..." Su Zhexue smiled gratefully, and watched A Ling walk out of the ruined temple.
Ziyuan held her shoulders with both hands, and said seriously: "Sister, let me see you, is there any injury..."
Su Zhexue raised her eyebrows slightly, and suddenly smiled charmingly, "Where do you want to see my sister?"
"I..." Ziyuan felt her face burning, and quickly apologized, "I didn't mean to belittle my sister, but...uh..."
Cold lips kissed Zi Yuan's lips suddenly, sealing what she wanted to say.
elder sister……
Ziyuan let out a low murmur in her heart, and Su Zhexue's lips and tongue moved, she didn't deliberately tease her, let alone ecstasy, there was only deep reluctance and shallow tremors.
Ziyuan's hand slid onto Su Zhexue's vest along her shoulders, and the stubble touched by her fingertips made her body shake violently, and she backed away in shock, exclaiming: "Sister! Why don't you... ..."
Su Zhexue tightly grasped her hand, pressed it against her face, shook her head lightly, and said, "Because I miss you alive...I always miss you alive..."
"Sister, don't move, let me heal your wounds!" Ziyuan wanted to draw an arrow to save Su Zhexue immediately, but Su Zhexue held her hand tightly.
"Ahem, idiot, don't panic, listen to me, okay?" Su Zhexue had a smile on her face, and her bright eyes were full of affection, "If you draw the arrow at this time, my sister will probably die immediately. I haven't finished my words yet, my sister doesn't want to leave yet."
"Sister...how should I save you...how should I save you..." Ziyuan felt her heart ache like twists, she held Su Zhexue's cheeks, the blood stains on her fingertips stained her face red, "I finally ...Finally..." His voice became more and more choked up, until he was sobbing, and he couldn't say a word anymore.
Su Zhexue smiled faintly, raised her hand to cover the back of Ziyuan's hand, put Ziyuan's hand in the palm, and picked up the sweat towel on her knees with the other hand, wrapped it around the wound on the back of her hand very gently, "Idiot , do you still remember how you answered the origin of your comrades' sweat scarves?"
There was a sudden pain in her heart, and Ziyuan felt a chill rushing out of her heart. She sobbed and shook her head violently, "No! No! Those things I said back then don't count! No!"
In the past, the joke between Ziyuan and Su Zhexue reappeared in my mind——
"This laundry matter, I'll leave it to my sister in the future, be careful who will see it..."
"I've been seen by others. Fortunately, I'm smart and thought of making up a story to cover it up. Sister, think about it. In Yunguo, men who are over [-] years old and unmarried are considered different. I have been questioned several times by those fellow men." No, I was caught for washing a sweat towel, so I can only make up a story, saying that this is a token of love from the girl I have been engaged to since childhood."
"What about the back?"
"Then, this girl's family was in trouble, and she ran into a bandit on the way to join me, and she died."
"Anymore?"
"..."
Those jokes, but I don't want it to become true today. If it is possible, Ziyuan would rather be born dumb and never say those words, then the sister in front of her will never leave her one day.
"How can it be counted?" Su Zhexue blinked weakly, took Ziyuan's hand, and pressed it to her heart, "Today, I don't need to ask you again, whether you treat me as a true love or a close relative Oh, huh, my sister is so happy, idiot..." Saying that, Su Zhexue slumped into Ziyuan's arms, smiling affectionately, and there was no trace of blood on her face, "Promise my sister... From now on... take good care of yourself... and take good... take care of the Lord..."
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