[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

When Atisa walked into Sha Yangren's tent with his long staff, the tent was already full of people. Those people Attisa knew were old nobles who didn't like him.Attisa had to rely on his long staff to move from the back of the crowd to the front with difficulty.

"Why did you faint?" Mo Pu, who managed to squeeze in front of the crowd, asked the King of the Northern Mo with a gloomy face standing beside the couch, out of breath.

Zighan slightly turned his head and glanced at the hale and hearty old man, remembering that not long ago in the Red Palace he had announced to all the nobles the shocking words that Attisa had told him the night before.Atisa's spirit is still very good, and his eyes are always shining with the light of wisdom. Zighan feels that even if he dies, this old man will continue to live in good health.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Zighan didn't answer himself, Attisa had to ask again.

"The doctor said it was palpitations, rest for a few days." Zighan said to Attisa, loosening his tense shoulders.

Atisa quickly sat down on the side of the couch. The young man on the couch frowned tightly, his forehead dripping with cold sweat, his hands were tightly clenched, and his knuckles turned white from the force.Yunluan closed his eyes tightly, his slender and bushy eyebrows kept trembling, and he kept repeating: "Impossible...Impossible..."

The old hand gently covered Yun Luan's hot forehead, Attisa couldn't help but let out a "huh".

"He's just pretending!" The old nobles around Yunluan's bed finally couldn't bear it anymore. In the Red Palace, this young man was not abnormal. Suddenly fainted with a loud roar, the old nobles looked at each other in blank dismay, but years of secret contact made them reach a consensus with each other in a moment.This inland son seemed to have guessed his own fate, so he took this opportunity to pretend to faint.

Atisa turned his head and glared at the old nobleman who suddenly spoke out. The old nobleman was not afraid of Atisa at all. He stared at him, shrank his neck quickly, and hid shyly in the crowd.Attisa turned back slowly, he looked up at Zighan, and Zighan understood what Attisa meant.These old nobles became more and more daring, and even dared to yell in front of Sieghan.Bei Mo's rules are almost unable to restrain these old guys.

"Is your son all right?" Zighan put away the hostility in his eyes, turned his back to those old nobles, and asked Attisa.

Atisa snorted, and pressed the corner of the quilt for Yunluan.Picking up the long staff he had thrown by the side of the couch, he straightened up tremblingly: "Your Majesty's body is already weak, and this winter is colder than usual. Just before coming to the Red Palace, I had a fight with the Seventh Prince in the snow. After a while, you will naturally faint." Atisa glanced at Sha Yangren who was standing not far from him, and there was not much reproach in his eyes.

"Sha Yangren! Did you take the prince out?" Zighan answered Attisa's words in a timely manner and asked Sha Yangren.

Sha Yangren nodded, knelt down on one knee, and confessed to Zighan: "My son is reckless, I forgot that my son is weak, so I shouldn't take him out to graze horses."

Half of the old nobles supported Sha Yangxu and Sha Yangren, so seeing Sha Yangren admitting his mistake, the old nobles who seemed to be divided into two factions once again tacitly advised Zighan not to blame Sha Yangren, son It's just a frolic between us, so don't worry too much about it.

Zighan coldly glanced at the old nobles in front of him, and put his eyes on Sha Yangren, Zighan said: "Since you caused the trouble, you will take good care of the prince these few days until he until you wake up."

Shayang Ren knelt on the ground and saluted Sieghan.Zighan nodded, and led the old nobles with different expressions out of the tent.Sha Yanglie glanced resentfully at Sha Yangren who stood up from the ground, and snorted.Sha Yang sharpened his blade and took a look at Sha Yanglie, then averted his eyes lightly.

When everyone retreated, only Atisa, Sha Yangren, and Yun Luan, who was lying on the couch and still trapped in a nightmare, were left in the tent.

Sha Yangren stood in front of the couch, looked down at the young Ruyu on the couch, his brows knotted unconsciously. "Mo servant, father said that there will be no more heavenly attendants in Beimo, right?"

Atisa nodded, he guessed that Sieghann would make this matter public in the Red Palace today. "Not only will there be no Beimo, but the entire Zuzhou will no longer have us peepers of the oracle."

Sha Yangren was startled, and continued to ask: "Attisa, what did you see?"

This time it was Atisa's turn to be stunned. The blue eyes of the young Northern Desert Prince in front of him shone with a scorching light. For a moment, Atisa thought he saw the person from thousands of years ago.Zihuang... that ordinary person who followed the Emperor Yaoshun also had such a pair of deep blue eyes.Who would have thought that it would be such an inconspicuous person who finally cut off Yaoshun's head, ending the hundreds of years of anxiety in Shile, and it was also because of his imperial edict that split Zuzhou into a chaotic world.Zihuang, when Emperor Yuanshi ruled Zuzhou and rebuilt the "Honghuangzhi", Shile historians only had eight words for his evaluation: Zuzhou was chaotic, and it started from here.

"Atisa..." Atisa was stunned, and suddenly heard a low calling sound, and the old man who was distracted instantly regained his sanity. He looked down at the young man lying on the couch, whose face was still pale, He tightly held Yun Luan's cold hand. "I'm here, my lord."

Yun Luan's pupils were frighteningly black, Attisa gently pressed his hand on Yun Luan's forehead, Yun Luan felt a gentle warmth flowing in, and the deep black pupils gradually returned to the old look.When Yunluan's expression softened, Attisa helped Yunluan up.Yun Luan thanked Attisa softly. Although she had woken up from the nightmare, her complexion was still not good.

"I saw it..." Yun Luan raised his eyes to look at Sha Yangren who was standing beside him, his lips trembled slightly, as if the nightmare was still lingering in his mind.

"What did you see?" Attisa felt the hand trembling.

Yun Luan looked directly at Sha Yangren, his eyes were wide open, his voice was soft, but every word he said could directly hit the hearts of Atisa and Sha Yangren, and never failed: "Zi Huang... It's... Yaoshun."

Atisa felt something explode in his head, blowing up all his sanity over the years.He held Yunluan's hand tightly, and he didn't even hear Yunluan's low cry of pain.

"Attisa, let go...let go..."

"Mo servant!" Sha Yangren was the first to react, and flicked his fingers twice on Atisa's skinny wrist, and Attisa's hand like a dead branch immediately let go.

"I..." Atisa stared blankly at Yun Luan's hands, which had been pinched red by him, with an apologetic expression on his face.

Yunluan shook her head lightly, glanced gratefully at Sha Yangren, then looked at Atissa, and continued: "Also...I saw...a lot of dead people, many, many, they were wearing silver-white armor, There are black armors, I know, those are Shile's Tianyu Army, and Yankong's..."

"Moqi!" Sha Yangren intercepted what Yunluan was about to say.

Yun Luan nodded, Yankong's ink cavalry is second only to Beimo Gaoqi's cavalry, their reputation resounds throughout Zuzhou, Sha Yangren naturally knows it.

"Half a month ago, Yankong and Shile had a small-scale battle by the clear water." The Sirius Blade held by Sha Yangren gave off a dazzling cold light in the candlelight, and Sha Yangren continued, "Just Just now, there was another news." He and Yun Luan looked at each other, trying to gauge the expression of the son of Shi Le.

Yunluan saw Sha Yangren's purpose, took a deep breath, and said: "I saw that the city wall originally guarded by black-clothed archers was instantly filled with silver-white armored soldiers, and their leaders held A long sword with a cold light, dripping with blood, and his other hand is holding a human head..." Yun Luan lowered his head slowly again, and asked, "Has Yan Kong been defeated?"

"I don't know." Sha Yangren's frowning brows were quickly twisted into a knot. The news from Beimo didn't spread as fast as Zuzhoushang. The news he just received was only the news from the scouts hidden in Beiyang County three days ago. ——Five thousand soldiers of Marquis Jinglie of Yankong arrived in Beiyang County.Sha Yangren speculates that the real battle between Yankong and Shile should be in Beiyang, not Chilong.

Not surprisingly, Beiyang County fell.On Mo Jingzhi's ink-colored toga, blood dripped down the sleeves on the ground. He touched the ground with a long sword alone, and looked at the open city gate. Behind him was the corpse of five thousand Jingliehou's personal guards. On Cheng Muyang's upright body Covered with a thin layer of snow, he opened his eyes, his vision had long been lost, standing beside Mo Jingzhi, looking at the opened city gate together with his general.

"Fuyu, bury him well for me." A hoarse voice came, and the woman hidden in the dark nodded lightly, and quickly came to Mo Jingzhi's side, and set up Cheng Muyang, who was a head taller than her, who was already cold, Fuyu Looking at the lazily smiling man, his heart seemed to be tightened: "Master Hou, let's go together."

"I have to delay for you." Mo Jingzhi's dark brown eyes showed a gentle gaze, just like the summer day when red pomegranate flowers bloomed all over Licheng more than ten years ago, he also looked at Fuyu like this, His eyes were full of tenderness, without a trace of love mixed in.

Fuyu knew that she would never win this man's heart, even when he was dying.

"Master Hou... Take care." Fuyu helped Cheng Muyang's body up, and said goodbye to Mo Jingzhi.Between the two of them, there is no longer any debt.Whether she deliberately appeared in front of him ten years ago to win his attention, or ten years later she let her go when she knew the other party knew her identity, or now she doesn't know whether it is to repay his kindness or to repay what she owes him. He took Cheng Muyang's body and left according to his will, and they no longer had anything to do with each other because of this turning around.

"Fuyu, forget about me." Mo Jingzhi said as he heard the footsteps getting farther and farther behind him.

Tonight's snow has been falling, covering the Shura field in an instant.Under the white city wall, a group of silver-white troops surrounded by men in plain clothes walked neatly into the Beiyang City Gate.

Gu Minglan saw the familiar figure in the snow curtain from a distance.His black toga was covered with snow, and his hair was disheveled over his shoulders. What he held in his hand was not the dagger that he carried with him, but an ordinary long sword, and the cold light disappeared. Like the moonlight covered by heavy clouds above the head, it dissipated in this cold snowy night.

"Jingliehou, it's been a long time." Gu Minglan walked to Mo Jingzhi's side, and reached out to wipe off the snow that had accumulated on Mo Jingzhi's shoulders.

Mo Jingzhi grinned and exhaled hot air from his mouth. He looked back at Minglan with a smile: "It's not too long."

Gu Minglan shook her head: "I haven't seen that Marquis Jinglie who led the army in battle for a long time."

Mo Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, with the smile still on the corner of his mouth: "Oh, so it was him." Then, he closed his eyes, knelt down in the snow, dropped his long sword, and fell into the snow, only letting out a low moan. Muffled.

Gu Minglan just looked down at the man who had lost all defenses, stretched out his hand from the thin sleeve, and reached out to the man with his head bowed, whose face was invisible.

"Let's go." Gu Minglan said to Mo Jingzhi.