Rong Xuan

Cao Hui's words are indeed correct.

Even though they only chose places with a lot of people for safety reasons, when the frame of Jinglinghou drove to the outskirts of Changding City, an auxiliary city not far from the imperial capital Chang'an, a group of people finally sprang out from the forest on the side of the road. The shot is the killer of the ultimate move.

The visitor had a clear goal, held a knife and raised his sword, and came straight to Jinglinghou's carriage.

The well-trained cart horses stopped firmly in place amidst the sound of killing, and Cao Hui, who had no strength to restrain the chicken, sat in the carriage without fear.

A spring rain just fell, the sky cleared up after the rain, the evening wind blew gently, the curtains of the carriage swayed slightly, and the fragrance of soil, flowers and plants mixed with the sudden smell of blood leaked in.

The carriage sank suddenly, and the door was pushed open from the outside. Sima Xuan, holding a knife in one hand, stretched out his hand to Cao Hui, who was holding a silver hairpin in his hand to protect him: "Come out!"

The sound of a sharp knife breaking bones into flesh came clearly from the outside of the car door. Through the open car door, Cao Hui saw Liu Sheng picking out a killer who had entered the protection circle with a single knife - this situation seemed a bit unfavorable.

Cao Hui stretched out his hand, and was gently pulled by Sima Xuan before jumping off the carriage.

"Take this," Sima Xuan raised his knee, pulled out a dagger from the top of his boot, and handed it to Cao Hui, calling out to Liu Sheng from the carriage in the confusion.

As soon as Cao Hui took the dagger into his hand, Sima Xuan and Liu Sheng chopped off the ropes that bound the carriage with one blow.

"Go up quickly," Sima Xuan lifted the holster on the horse's back with one hand and spread the horse away. Holding the Wuhen knife instead, he easily carried Cao Hui onto his own horse waiting aside, and said calmly and hoarsely. After all, there was still an unspeakable fear in the voice: "Just hit the horse and run forward along the official road, Liu Sheng will follow you, don't look back—go!"

Before the words were finished, Sima Xuan slashed the horse carrying Cao Hui on its buttocks. The tall horse neighed and galloped wildly, creating a dusty path of life in the chaotic fight.

Seen from a distance, a woman in plain clothes was carried on a big black horse as she walked along the official road, slashing through the guards and killers who were fighting together like a knife.

……

Cao Hui can't ride a horse.

She leaned on the horse's back and hugged the horse's neck and didn't dare to let go. She didn't know how far she ran, until she saw the long pavilion outside Changding City, Liu Sheng chased her horse from behind, and he didn't dare to stop. Cautiously leading Sima Xuan's horse all the way, protecting Cao Hui, he trotted all the way into Changding City.

After taking the road into the city, he found that there were still people from there in the city. Liu Sheng, who had been dodging all the way, took Cao Hui and knocked on the door of a private house with familiarity.

A few women and servants came out to welcome Cao Hui in, and Liu Sheng gave the horse to the servant, and explained to Cao Hui as he walked in: "Changding is the jurisdiction of the eldest uncle's army and horse department. Madam, don't worry about it." Well, it's extremely safe here."

Liu Sheng brought Cao Hui to a clean room. He stopped at the door and bowed respectfully to Cao Hui: "Madam rest here for a while, master will be back soon."

"Where is Yuyan?" Cao Hui's breathing was still a little flustered, and his voice was trembling, "I have never seen Yuyan from the beginning to the end, how is she?"

Liu Sheng: "Yuyan is by the master's side, Madam can rest assured that she will come back safely."

Perhaps it was because Liu Sheng's answer was too eloquent, or maybe it was because the person behind Liu Sheng could easily be trusted and relied on, the heart in Cao Hui's chest hanging at the throat slowly fell back to the original place.

Liu Sheng retreated, and the maids and women came to wait for him. The furnishings in the room were simple, tea and cakes should be provided, and there was even a soothing incense burning in the censer.

Cao Hui just sat there blankly in this strange room. After an unknown period of time, when she came to her senses, she found that not only were her hands and feet cold, but her whole body was still shaking unceasingly.

Trembling is because of fear.

What is the reason for being afraid?

Because of fear of killers?Afraid of death?Still afraid of losing?

I do not know……

It was probably the effect of soothing incense, when a nanny opened the door and came in to light the lamp in the room, she found that the girl who was kept respecting like a mistress and covered her face with a plain veil fell asleep in a chair at some point.

Cao Hui didn't sleep well this time.

She had a dream. In the dream, for a while, she was chasing and playing behind her brother Cao Zheng when she was a child, and for a while, it was the scene of her brother fighting Sima Xuan with a red-tasseled tiger-head gun in his hand on the soldiers' point. Finally, the dream suddenly changed, and Cao Hui in the dream came to the new house on the night he married Jinglinghou.

The dragon, phoenix and red candles are auspicious, and the bridal chamber is full of people who come to join in the fun.

Several strong women said all kinds of auspicious words in their mouths, and threw a lot of fruits on the bed. There were various kinds of fruits, and all of them were thrown on the wedding bed, and some of the fruits hit the bed. On Cao Hui, those women were even more happy - Cao Hui knew that being hit by those red dates, longan, peanuts and other fruits was a very good omen.

Her earlobes were flushed into the rouge color of her cheeks.

Next came the wedding ceremony, until Sima Xuan, Marquis of Jingling, who I had glanced at from a distance outside the palace gate, picked up the phoenix dance on his head with a scale with red happy flowers hanging on it. Xiangruyi hijabs safely.

Amidst bursts of booing, 16-year-old Cao Huiyong did not dare to look up at the other party, but when the other party sat sideways beside her, she raised her eyes very quickly and caught a glimpse of the other side's face—this is The person is smiling, revealing a canine tooth, smiling with a gentle and pure side face.

But before the man was dragged out to drink by the bridal companions, Cao Hui saw an abyss of pain and struggle from the man's seemingly inadvertent peeking eyes.

That look was so fleeting that Cao Hui felt that it was just his own illusion.

Unexpectedly, just that quick glance was the only side the two of them saw for more than a year after that—bear smoke rose hundreds of miles from the northern border, the man took off his wedding robe and put on armor, and led his troops back to the northern border overnight Battlefield of life and death.

"--kill me!"

The lively and festive new house was engulfed by the sudden bloody black mist, and a raging fire ignited all around. A hoarse voice with a long and cold tone rang intermittently, and the voice entered Cao Hui's ears, which was extremely cold and terrifying .

Cao Hui's body was gradually engulfed by the fire, and his ears were filled with the crackling of burning fire and the sound of destruction of houses collapsing. The burning material splashed on his face so unexpectedly.

It's hot, it hurts—

She wanted to hide, wanted to call for help, she was obviously terrified, but she opened her mouth but couldn't make any sound, her feet seemed to be nailed in place, and she couldn't move at all.

The surrounding flames looked like a monster with teeth that had been hungry for thousands of years, and it rushed towards her with its teeth and claws.

The fire swallowed her in as she wished, and the tongue of flame wrapped around her throat with a coquettish and weird red light. She subconsciously clasped her neck with both hands, breathing with all her strength—breathing——she Can't breathe—really can't—

Just when she was about to suffocate, the sound of "choking" a sharp knife unsheathed came from nowhere, the sharp wind of the knife was wrapped in orange flames, and the boundless sea of ​​​​fire was unexpectedly cut by this three-foot-long black iron knife. It was split into two halves.

This knife cut was too fierce, the blade hit the ground, and severely split a big hole in the bluestone ground, the gravel splashed, and amidst the flames, a man in a black robe with wide sleeves appeared slowly in the flames. After appearing, he couldn't help but throw the knife in his hand towards Cao Hui.

That person stood ten steps away, with the soul-piercing coldness from Huangquan Road all over his body, like a bloodthirsty Shura returning from hell.

I saw this man idly put his hands in his wide sleeves, and with a posture of looking down on the world, he spoke slowly in the boundless flames, his voice was gentle and his tone was gentle, I don't know who fit the dream of some girl Zhong Qinglang looked like, "Cao Yuanrong, kill me, everything will be over..."

As soon as the man's words fell, a huge force fell heavily on Cao Hui's hand like a mountain capping the top - the long knife in her hand suddenly seemed to have a soul, leading her straight towards the Xuanpao Shura killed him.

At the very moment when the tip of the Xuantie knife sank into the belly of Xuanpao Shura, the surrounding fire dissipated instantly, and Cao Hui finally saw clearly the blurred face of the Xuanpao man - the thin forehead The scar, the long and narrow black eyes under the eyebrows, and those two playful and cute canine teeth...

"At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty!" Cao Hui woke up from the nightmare with a scream, and at the same time he opened the bed curtain and slid off the bed. In an unusually warm embrace.

"I'm here, Hui'er, it's okay, I'm here..." Sima Xuan accidentally caught the trembling person who suddenly fell from the bed, and she couldn't bear to let go of her hug for a moment because of her lust. The person in my arms - whenever I hold her so close, I can always steal a moment of peace in my heart.

It's really good to hug for a while, even... even just for a while.

But this time Cao Hui raised her arms and actively wrapped around Sima Xuan's waist, and she murmured in her ear, with the choked sobs left in her dream, intermittently and incoherently, "You can't die, it's not like this, isn't it?" Yes, I don't want you to die, it's not like you know, at the beginning I-you know, I would never choose, he, you...them, the fire...the fire burned the house...no No, it's not like this... At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty..."

Incoherent, terrified, fire, human life, the truth, hatred, struggle, contradiction, entanglement, persistence... Under the torment of all kinds of chaos, this person who woke up from the nightmare and had an embrace to hide from finally buried his face On the other side's shoulder, he burst into tears, like a child lost in a bustling temple fair, so helpless.

The robe at the shoulders and neck was soon wet with tears. Sima Xuan raised a hand and squeezed Cao Hui's fair and slender neck soothingly. She suddenly remembered, as if the beginning of that year was because of She was afraid that she would be shaken for the rest of her life and would not be able to get ashore.

……

I don't know how much time passed, Cao Hui was finally tired from crying, she had no strength from crying, and even the Lingtai was a little dazed, but she woke up.

She dodged Sima Xuan in a panic, and bowed her knees to him with full apology - she just had a nightmare, as for what happened in the dream, just forget it after waking up.

"It's really rude, I still hope that Junhou... I hope Junhou can be tolerant." She cried so hard that she hiccupped suddenly, her eyes were still foggy and blurred, Cao Hui turned her head She turned around to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes - the handkerchief she was holding still belonged to Sima Xuan.

"I'd rather...I would rather you tell me something in your heart." Sima Xuan clenched and loosened the hand hanging by his side, but in the end he didn't dare to go to help Cao Hui sit down.

She didn't know what to do for a while, so she had no choice but to keep a cold face, and while lightly raised her chin towards the low couch over there, she poured a glass of water and put it on the small table in the middle of the low couch: "You sit down first." Forget it, drink some water and take a rest, I will ask Mama Ping to bring someone in to wait for you to wash up, and then I will use some food pads to pad your stomach, because I scared you during the day, you can rest before dawn. "

Taking a sideways look at the clothes on her shoulders that were wet with tears, Sima Xuan's drooping eyes covered all the emotions in her pupils. She was quiet, as if she would never have the slightest influence on others.

"Your Majesty," Cao Hui held a water glass in her hand, calling Sima Xuan's footsteps with a strong nasal voice. She hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Things in the daytime are dangerous, is your lord injured?"

Sima Xuan blinked, yes, I was stabbed in the back of the waist... She turned her head and smiled warmly at the person who asked the question, showing two pointed canine teeth generously: "Fortunately, I was not injured. "