Who is Chu Qiao's biography?

Sleep rushed in.

"My lord, princess, something happened!"

48.

Yuan Chun hurriedly walked on the road, what Feng Mian said just now echoed in his mind.

"Your Majesty, I don't know where to get the news. Previously, Sanfang Yuwen was cooperating with Daliang in framing Marquis Dingbei, and not only Sanfang Yuwen was involved, but the entire Yuwen Mansion was involved. The Emperor sent someone to attack at night. Yuwen Mansion. Now Mr. Yu Wenyue has been deprived of the power of spy paper Tianyan, and Miss Xing'er and Yue Qi are all imprisoned. Yuwen Mansion has been killed, and no one is left alive. The loss was heavy. Fortunately, the emperor didn't know that the old man Yu Wenzhuo was still alive, and our people and Yue Jiu secretly transported him out and hid them in the secret room of the Prince's Mansion."

No, how could the father attack Yu Wenyue? No, it should be said, with Yu Wenyue's ability, how could he be attacked by the father.

It was so sudden, everything was unexpected, what should I do next?

Yuan Chun became more anxious as he thought about it, and started running on the road. Could it be that she and Yan Xun saved Yanbei but harmed Yuwen Mansion?Is someone destined to suffer all this pain?Will war still happen, or will countless innocent people be displaced?

Yuan Chun ran too fast, accidentally tripped on the road and broke his palm, Caiwei ran over, anxious to help Yuan Chun up, but saw big tears dripping on the green bricks.

"Princess……?"

Yuan Chun stood up with Caiwei's strength, ignored her question, but continued to stumble forward.

It's useless, it's really useless.

Yuan Chun, you are really useless.

His eyes were blurred, his feet were unsteady, and he was about to fall again, but he fell on a generous and warm chest.

Yuan Chun raised his head with tears in his eyes, and looked at the handsome face in front of him.

"What are you panicking about?"

Yan Xun's voice was rare and gentle, but Yuan Chun felt even more desolate.

"Already, many people have died, Yu Wenyue, Yu Wenyue will not let my father go, he, he, he will kill many people, he will kill Chang'an, he will destroy Chang'an, just like—"

Yuan Chun couldn't continue, Yan Xun's eyes became deeper and deeper, he silently let go of Yuan Chun, only said a word, then turned and left.

"Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

49.

The prison was dark and damp. Yu Wenyue sat on the grass with a tired expression. His white and clean clothes had become worn out from the fight just now. He closed his eyes, only thinking it was funny.

Unexpectedly, I also have such a day.

When the third prince led people to attack the mansion just now, he sensed that something was wrong, but he started fighting before he could think about it. Now that he thinks about it, he realizes that he was wasting his energy just now, so there is no grievance. It's just not the emperor's heart.

It was too cold, he was already suffering from a cold, and he didn't have thick clothes in this cold prison. The coldness of the mud spread to his body through the weeds, making him shiver unconsciously.

"Sir?"

Chu Qiao's voice came from the side of the wall, Yu Wenyue opened her eyes, and responded softly, but there was no sound from the other side.

Yu Wenyue waited patiently, and then found a hole in the wall bit by bit.

Yu Wenyue pulled out a smile, this girl is really omnipotent.

Chu Qiao stretched out a blood-soaked dress from the hole in her hand, it was her coat.

Yu Wenyue looked at the dress, her eyes were sore and sore.

He hasn't cried for a long time, it's really been a long time. The last time he cried was when he was six or seven years old. At that time, he cried because he missed his father and mother, and was scolded by his grandfather. If he can't afford the heavy responsibility, how can he safely hand over the spy paper Tianyan and Yuwen Mansion to him.

His grandfather punished him to kneel in front of his parents' cards all night, and he hasn't cried since then.

Can't cry, can't be weak.

He told himself so, and then passed thirteen years in the cold.

But now, looking at the girl's hand and the clothes in the girl's hand, he suddenly wanted to cry, so he leaned on the shoulder of that stubborn girl and cried.

Yu Wenyue stretched out her hand, didn't take the clothes, but held Chu Qiao's hand, Chu Qiao retracted subconsciously, but Yu Wenyue held it tighter, Chu Qiao stopped struggling when she saw this, and let Yu Wenyue do what she did. hold.

"Star."

"Ok?"

"sorry."

"..."

"I'm sorry I didn't keep your family."

Chu Qiao didn't speak on the other side of the wall, but she clenched her hands tightly. She leaned against the wall, blinked her eyes, and big drops of tears fell down.

When she saw Xiao Qi Xiao Ba died, those soldiers killed them with a knife, blood flowed all over the ground, her eyes were red, she grabbed the knife madly and started to kill, just like this, she went out all the way to Yu Wenyue around.

"Star."

Yu Wenyue called her, but she didn't make a sound, she bit her lip hard, tears kept streaming, she held Yu Wenyue's hand tightly and tightly until another cold hand gently covered her.

Chu Qiao finally couldn't help it, and began to cry intermittently.

"I, I thought, brought them home, I thought, I wanted to bring them home, Zhi Xiang died, Lin Xi died, now, now even they are dead, I, I..."

Yu Wenyue approached that hand, pressed her forehead against it, and listened to her quietly until her voice dropped and only her sobbing could be heard.

"Xing'er, I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry about Linxi..."

"But I, I don't want to... I can't help it... I really can't help it..."

Chu Qiao listened to Yu Wenyue's soft explanation, and the resentment towards him in her heart dissipated little by little, but she was sad after all. She closed her eyes and tried her best to calm down.

Yu Wenyue finally finished explaining, he exhaled, feeling very tired, he put Chu Qiao's hand on his face, wanting to get some warmth from her always warm hand.

"Xing'er, do you believe me?"

Chu Qiao opened her eyes, tears burst out unexpectedly, all the past reappeared in front of her eyes one by one, his face was cold and warm, his duplicity, his defense everywhere, his timely appearance, he occasionally flashed in his eyes sly smile...

Chu Qiao held Yu Wenyue's hand tightly.

"I believe."

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Month [-]: No one cares about my serious injuries.You say my master?Oh, he's busy with a relationship.

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50.

Concubine Wei looked at Yuan Chun who was kneeling in front of her, frowned, and asked again in doubt: "What did you say?"

Yuan Chun spoke with his eyes downcast, his tone choked with sobs, but his eyes were filled with indifference.

"Mother and concubine, Chun'er begs you to save Yu Wenyue."

"You to him..."

"Mother, please help Chun'er."

"Chun'er in this life," Yuan Chun spit out word by word as if reciting lines, but uncontrollably, little by little, the struggles of the previous life emerged in his mind, Yuan Chun squeezed his hands tightly, and his nails sank into his flesh Here, it makes people sober and numb, "I'm afraid there is no way to like someone the way I like him."

Concubine Wei fell silent, Yuan Chun saluted, got up and walked outside the hall, looked up at the sky, and exhaled slowly.

"Princess?" Caiwei looked at Yuan Chun who was staring at the sky in a daze, feeling a little uneasy.

"There is no wind and no cloud, it's really a good weather." Yuan Chun turned his head to look at Caiwei, and smiled slightly, "If something happens, don't be stupid for me."

51.

Yuan Chun stood on the high wall with a veil and watched Yu Wenyue and Chu Qiao walk out of the prison together with Yan Xun. Both of them were silent, and finally Yuan Chun couldn't help but speak.

"Yu Wenyue and the others put in a lot of effort in the last life, how about you? How did you and Yuan Che do it?"

"It's nothing," Yan Xun said with a relaxed look, "I can help you celebrate the ceremony."

"what?"

"I'm not going back to Yanbei."

"What did you say?"

"By the way, I asked my second brother to stop my mother back. Really, she is almost here. What a waste of time and energy."

"Yan Xun, are you stupid?" Yuan Chun couldn't believe it, "Even if you want to save Yu Wenyue, there is no need to exchange yourself."

"Don't worry, your father is now suspicious of the family. He copied Yuwen's family first to show the monkeys, and to take power. He needs my father, and he can only choose to trust my father. Yanbei will be fine."

"The emperor's heart is unpredictable, and none of us know what he thinks. Now Chang'an is troubled, you should not take risks."

Yan Xun ignored Yuan Chun's questioning, he looked at the figures of Yu Wenyue and Chu Qiao with far-reaching eyes, as if he was looking at something far away.

"I used to think that Yu Wenyue was amazing. He was very calm every day. He didn't smile much, didn't get angry very much, and never panicked. It was as if, in this world, he was not afraid of anything, and he didn't care about anything." Yan Xun's voice was very low, and if Yuan Chun wasn't close, he wouldn't have heard it at all, "I used to hate him for a long time, but when I sat in that position, I suddenly stopped hating him. He is more mature than me and far-reaching than me. Back then, he did his best. If I were him back then, I might not have done better than him."

Yuan Chun was silent for a while, and then replied sullenly: "You are no smarter than Yuan Song, you are a fool."

Yan Xun smiled, and turned to look at Yuan Chun: "Am I particularly handsome in this matter? Especially chivalrous? Does it seem that I am extraordinarily smart, witty, handsome and unrestrained?"

Yuan Chun looked at Yan Xun, who looked like the sunny boy with big white teeth, and suddenly felt a little sour, turned around and left, before leaving, he taunted him.

"It is indeed chivalrous, and the chivalrous brains are sent out