Qi Huang

Xie Xuan patrolled the embankment for a long time, but there was really nothing to see around the embankment. It was a cold winter, and no one came out to do farm work, and everything as far as he could see was covered with snow.

He looked up, and there was a winding road not far away that spread into the distance, until the end of the sky, and then sank into the deep snow forest.

After watching for a while, Xie Xuan suddenly asked, "Do you know where you can go if you leave Yongzhou by this road?"

Gu Shiqing was a little inexplicable: "I don't know."

"Ten miles to the west is the outskirts of Quzhou City. That generation of bandits is rampant, and the court has repeatedly suppressed it for decades." Xie Xuan said slowly, "When you came, did you encounter bandits blocking the way?"

Gu Shiqing was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Xie Xuan wanted to say, so he could only follow Xie Xuan's words: "Never."

Xie Xuan smiled: "Recently there are bandits rampant in that area, and they went to the capital before, you should remember. You are lucky that no accident happened."

"I've heard people talking about it... Master Li Jingyang hasn't sent anyone to destroy it yet?" Gu Shiqing clapped his hands, "How can this be done? Bandits and bandits are rampant and affecting people's livelihood. If they are not restrained, it is very likely to endanger the country. !"

This is not wrong.

Many cases in history have proved that the beginning of the collapse of a great country came from these so-called bandits.It was too late until the bandits formed a group of rebels, they blossomed everywhere, and finally swarmed up.

What Gu Shiqing said was sincere, with a look of deep love and responsibility, and there was no trace of lying.

Xie Xuan withdrew his scrutiny and thought to himself: Then Du Yuzhi and Gu Shiqing should have come to Yongzhou only to pass on the decree.The reason why they didn't return was that they were trapped in the ice and snow. They were afraid that when the willow branches sprouted, they would set off to return to Bianliang to die.

Gu Shiqing was soft-spoken, but if he wanted to stay, Xie Xuan had to ask the Empress Dowager for an order. He could only be in charge of the canal excavation after there was a document to prove it.

Du Yuzhi was from Feng Jiuyuan, so Feng Jiuyuan didn't know that Xiao Ling left the capital, at least not much earlier than Xie Xuan.

None of them had anything to do with the fire in the palace or the old Xiao family.

Xie Xuan was worried at first that this matter had something to do with the Queen Mother.The place where the old Xiao clan was staying was infested with bandits, and Xie Xuan's side had been unsuccessful. The queen mother wanted to put an end to the troubles as soon as possible, so she sent Du Yuzhi to deal with the old Xiao clan and Xiao Ling who had left Beijing.

Now it seems that is not the case.

Thinking of Xiao Ling, Xie Xuan slightly lowered his eyebrows, and suppressed all blatant thoughts.

He grabbed the sides of the cloak and pulled it towards the neckline, and he didn't let go in the end, just hanging his hands on his chest like this, letting his thoughts drift away.

When he first heard the news of Xiao Ling's death, Xie Xuan believed it for a moment or two, plus the poison on his body was only suppressed rather than dispelled, he couldn't breathe for a while, and then passed out.

After he woke up, he understood that Xiao Ling would not die, nor could he die.

He has been imprisoned in the capital for many years, and even the Queen Mother has nothing to do with him, so how could a fire burn away all his past?

He must have come to Yongzhou.

What does he want to do?

Xie Xuan thought of a possibility.

Within the realm of the Great Zhou, if there is any change in the forces of the Quartet, the first person to know may not be the Queen Mother, but the warriors who have been dealing with soldiers all year round.

Wang Qiyuan was in the southwest, far away from Yongzhou. With such a long distance, he could not know everything so quickly.

Then there are only... two parties left.

Feng Jiuyuan, who sits on the northern border and supports his own self-respect.

Knowing the transfer of the world's military orders, dispatching the military department to issue documents...

Minister of the Ministry of War, Li Zheng.

Xie Xuan looked tired and lazy, which was the fatigue that showed on his body after being sick for a long time.But at this time, he opened a pair of green eyes, and under the reflection of the snow color, the pupil color looked extremely light, but it was shining brightly.

Xiao Ling was going to make a move.

Although I don't know how many forces are involved in it, but if it really happens, it will definitely be a sleepless night.

After getting the answer he wanted, Xie Xuan waved his hand and asked Gu Shiqing to act on his own.The embankment was on a high terrain, and it blew against the wind for several hours, walking all the way from south to north, and then circled back far away. Even if Xie Xuan didn't make a sound, her exposed cheeks and hands were extremely frozen and stiff.

He walked back to the post house in the cold wind, Qin Ting was not there, and Feng Jiuyuan did not see anyone.Xie Xuan was happy to be at leisure, without having to watch the two of them confront each other, so Cha Tanxia lit another fire to keep warm comfortably.

After the fire rose, Xie Xuan seemed to come alive.

The fire is like the bright sun, and the flames jump in Xie Xuan's eyes, like lighting a dark fire.

In the middle of the night, Xie Xuan was in trouble again.

He felt bad again.

The disease came violently, like a revolving autumn tiger, beating people by surprise in the tail of summer.In the dead of night, there was no sound, the servants all rested, but Xie Xuan was haunted in a dream.

After being reborn for more than two years, Xie Xuan almost stopped dreaming.It's just that this time, I don't know if it was affected by the residual poison, or it was because of the cold during the day, the body withstood the toss, but the spirit let go of the last barrier.

For a while, he dreamed that the people he had killed in the previous life turned into corpses, dangling in front of him with blood dripping, without any legs yet; It made him dizzy and dizzy.

He dreamed of many people, those he knew and those he didn't know, like a revolving lantern before death, one scene after another flashed quickly.

But he couldn't make a sound, and couldn't break free from it.

Amidst the noisy buzzing, Xie Xuan was unbearably disturbed and in great pain, but in this world, he just frowned very quietly and didn't even turn over.

So, he didn't alarm anyone.

It's like being abandoned in an empty dark room, waiting for the dawn that doesn't know when to come.

Suddenly, in the dark room, a ray of light penetrated from nowhere, it was very small, but almost instantly dispelled all the terrifying sounds.

The beam of light pulled Xie Xuan out of the darkness.

But he still couldn't open his eyes.

He knew that he must be hot all over now, because the heat on his side increased suddenly, sweat dripped from his forehead, and even the wind in the air was icy cold, sticking to his forehead like a substance.

But fortunately, the biting chill finally made him breathe easier.He slowly adjusted his breathing, and in a daze, he scratched randomly with his hand, which made him touch a piece of colder touch.

Those are hands.

Xie Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

After the bean-sized lights were extinguished, if one wanted to see things inside the house, one could only rely on the dim moonlight and the light reflected on the snow.

Xie Xuan narrowed his eyes in confusion, looked to the other side of the bed, and actually saw a familiar figure.

Xiao Ling.

He frowned and closed his eyes, thinking that he was sleepy, and wanted to lie back and continue to sleep, but the back of his neck was pinched.

"Open your eyes." The man's voice was always cold, and even when he spoke and breathed, he seemed to have the fragrance of ice lotus, "You are feverish, and the cold air has entered your body, and sleep alone cannot dispel it."

Xie Xuan swiped again and opened his eyes, and said stupidly: "Sir?"

Xiao Ling glanced at him coldly: "Huh?"

It wasn't until he heard the response that Xie Xuan realized that he was really not dreaming, and that the person in front of him was really Xiao Ling.

——Xiao Ling is really not dead.

This was Xie Xuan's first reaction.

Immediately afterwards, he unconsciously introspected again—it turned out that deep down in his heart, he was really afraid of Xiao Ling's death?

Xie Xuan grabbed the pulse-taking hand, Xiao Ling didn't take the initiative to break free, but raised his other hand to feel Xie Xuan's pulse.

As a result, this hand was also caught.

Xiao Ling raised his head and was about to speak when he was hit head-on by a stove on his chest.

The stove was burning all over his body, his long black hair was disheveled due to the pain in the dream, his forehead and temples were soaked with sweat, and his face was covered in embarrassment.

The Thirteenth Highness, who has always been arrogant, has a different style when he is weak.

Xie Xuan put his head on Xiao Ling's shoulder, and the hot air he exhaled continued to spray, driving the chill from Xiao Ling's body to a corner and curled up into a ball.One is cold and the other is scorching hot, in this night where even the moonlight is dim, they are closely related to each other.

Because of this hug, the last bit of fear in Xie Xuan's heart disappeared.

"Miss me?" Xie Xuan exhaled again, his voice weak due to Qi deficiency.

Xiao Ling moved his fingertips.

Xie Xuan was extremely weak, it took all his strength to get up, and it was even more difficult to maintain this sitting posture, and there was a faint tendency to slide down.

I saw Xiao Ling put one arm on his waist, and passed the other under his knees, and hugged him in this wheelchair posture.

He put Xie Xuan on his lap, and patiently put Xie Xuan's hands around his neck like a baby's arms.

It was cold and cold at night, after Xiao Ling wrapped him in a quilt, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the person in his arms.

Xie Xuan could no longer tell what Xi Xi was, and was about to fall asleep in the next moment. Xiao Ling waited for a while, and only let out a slight smile when the breathing sound of the person in his arms was completely lengthy: "Yes, that's why I fell asleep." Come to see you."