"Your Highness?"
After a brief silence, the human voices became noisy.
"When did she come back?"
"Where does this know? There was not even a hint of news. ”
"She... He's still alive. ”
Song Bian sighed, his hand in his sleeve trembling unnaturally, making it difficult to hide his fear and uneasiness.
Ning Xiaoling signed for a while, and suddenly said in a trance, "Is it her?" ”
Ning Changchang asked, "Who?" ”
Ning Xiaoling immediately explained, "Legend has it that in the imperial palace, it is only said that His Highness knows his person, not the crown prince, nor a certain princess, but... The adopted daughter of a bridesmaid. ”
Ning Changchang became more and more puzzled: "Adopted daughter? ”
Ning Xiaoling nodded, "Legend has it that more than ten years ago, when Emperor Xian returned from his conquest, he met a fairy-like woman in the city, and he took this woman back to the palace, cast a great hall for her, and enshrined her as the son of god, and this woman was said to be followed by a four- or five-year-old little girl, some people said that this was her and the emperor's illegitimate daughter, some people said that she adopted an orphan girl, in short, she was raised in the deep palace, and more than ten years ago..."
Ning Xiaoling's voice was even lower: "More than ten years ago, the Great Hall was just completed, but the former emperor who was in his prime was seriously ill and eventually died." ”
Surrounded by noisy people, Ning Xiaoling carefully looked around during the conversation, making sure that no one was paying attention to himself before he was relieved.
Ning Changchang thought through many joints: "It turns out that more than twenty days ago, it was the lady who died." ”
Ning Xiaoling's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a moment before he understood his words.
There are many speculations about the lady who has lived in the deep palace for a long time, although many people say that she is a demon girl who harmed the Zhao Kingdom, and the violent death of the former emperor must be inseparable from her, but for more than ten years, who really moved her?
Although this lady never appeared, she left many stories in the Zhao Kingdom, such as Qian = Jade Palace Wanli Flying Sword Slaying Demon, Nine Heavens Outside the Dragon Coming...
In the Zhao Kingdom, whether it was a god or a demon, that lady was a legendary person.
So she didn't think in either direction.
At this moment, Ning Chang's words woke up, and she was suddenly enlightened, and her heart was like the real lady who died, then as her daughter, would His Highness be good enough to give up? And the people in this temple were all different in spirit, most of them were frightened and afraid, and the death of Niangniang had always been inseparable from them.
No wonder I was so scared...
Ning Chang said, "Even so, why are they afraid, since they dare to kill the lady, why don't they kill the daughter at the same time?" ”
Ning Xiaoling quickly pulled on his sleeve and signaled him not to say anything.
No one noticed him, because there was a tall figure looming outside through the rain curtain, and the voice gradually became quiet.
Ning Chang stood in the shadow behind the door and looked over.
The autumn rain is slightly cool, the leaves are depressed, and in the courtyard of green and yellow, the girl with the snow white dress and the thin waist belt slowly comes.
She walked over the stone steps and collected the umbrella under the eaves, the girl held the umbrella like a sword, and the water droplets dripped from the tip of the umbrella, and a sound was clearly visible.
She looked around at the people around her, and finally landed on Song Bian, and the girl pursed her lips and smiled slightly:
"Guys... Don't come unscathed? ”
Between the words, it was as if the clouds were cracking, and a beam of sky light fell over the vast drizzle and shone on her.
Only then did the crowd react, salute one after another, and respectfully say that they would see Your Highness.
In fact, except for that day three years ago, few people had seen her since, and when I saw her today, I realized that the girl who had been stained with blood in front of The Stairs of Her Highness three years ago had now grown into such a look.
Ning Xiaoling looked at her sheepishly for a moment, quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and his heart was pounding.
Ning Chang looked at him for a long time, and did not show any look.
The girl was born extremely beautiful, but her eyebrows were picturesque without powder, and her plain white dress was moving.
Ning Long looked at her, as if looking at a black and white ink flower, slender into a cliff face, losing color to everything.
The girl's gaze was on Shangning's long gaze.
Ning Chang looked at her calmly for a long time, and his gaze did not dodge or back down in the slightest.
The girl looked at him so faintly that she seemed to be able to see the eyes deep under her eyes, slightly out of her mind.
Autumn rains and cold winds entered the temple, the officials still bowed their heads, the charred corpse in front of the statue mixed with the unpleasant smell of decay and burning, and their eyes were intertwined in an eerie environment.
Ning Chang felt that she was a little familiar, looking back at the memory, but he couldn't remember anything.
Maybe it was just the beauty of the girl's birth, which splashed ripples on his Daoist heart, he was just the body of an ordinary man, and naturally could not hide from the seven passions and six desires of the world.
Ning Xiaoling looked at them uneasily, plucked up the courage to take a step forward, and saluted: "See Your Highness, I came with Master to cast down demons with Master, Master unfortunately died, Master Brother has been thinking a little strangely lately, and I hope That Your Highness will not blame him." ”
Ning Chang was helpless, remembering some worldly dynastic etiquette, and some clumsily performed a ritual: "I have seen Your Highness." ”
The young girl replied, smiling slightly, and her cold voice was a little childish: "Since I came to the palace to remove the demons, I am a guest, I don't like red tape, where is the blame?" ”
Ning Xiaoling retreated to Ning Chang's side and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"You see me..." The young girl narrowed her eyes and laughed softly, "Why do you look so sad?" ”
The crowd turned back to God, and they all fell to their knees one after another, shouting out that they did not dare.
The girl raised her hand and motioned for them to get up, "As I said just now, I don't like all this red tape. ”
Some stood up, but found that others were still kneeling, so they knelt down again.
The girl's gaze eased around, she sighed, and her voice became more and more cold: "You don't want to get up." But there is a ghost in the heart? ”
The eyes of the crowd were secretly staggered, and no one answered.
Among these people, Song Bian held the largest official position, and the investigation of the finches and ghosts was mainly investigated by him.
He sighed lightly, first got up, looked at the girl in the white dress in front of him, the ink-haired shawl, and said: "Your Highness's safe return, it is a good thing, I wait... Overjoyed. ”
"Huh..."
The girl laughed, his lips were extremely bloody, and at this moment he gently cocked, and his eyebrows were vivid, and he took two steps forward and came to the crowd.
"More than twenty days ago, when the Iron Horse encircled the palace, Lord Song, who had sworn allegiance to his mother in front of the palace, was there at that time?"
Song Side sweated coldly: "That day... That day was too chaotic, the city was full of fire and blood, and I didn't know what to do under it. ”
"Don't know how to be good?" The girl's face was soft, but her look was getting colder and fiercer.
Song Bian closed his eyes, not daring to answer.
The girl stared at him, and her tone suddenly revealed a sharp edge: "Siege the palace, set fires, kill people, iron riding on the temple... Planning for so long, it has become a game of sentences I don't know how to be good? You guys really are... Be bold. ”
Song Bian said sadly, "The general situation is like this, what can Song Mou's thin strength do?" ”
The girl looked at him coldly, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Why?" ”
Song performed a ritual on the side, and then straightened up a little bit, tried her best to look into her eyes, and said, "If Niangniang has not been living in the deep palace for a long time, if she can see the sufferings of the world twice and listen to the petitions of the people, how can all this be so?" ”
The young girl said, "The mother-in-law has always been watching Zhao Guo." ”
Song Bian said sadly, "But Cangsheng doesn't know, I don't know..."
The young girl said, "Do you know, your mother doesn't care." ”
Song Bian stared at the beautiful face of the young girl and asked, "What about Your Highness?" Does Your Highness care? ”
The maiden did not answer, and looked at him calmly, waiting for him to continue speaking.
Song Bian sighed, and his eyes became more and more determined: "Zhao Guo's national fortunes have withered to this point, before there was the Jin state war, the army was gradually defeated and retreated, and then there was rong guo' tiger looking at it, ceding the land without calculation, and now the sign of the fall of the country has appeared in its form, and the Jin state has repeatedly released those words, His Highness has lived in the deep palace for a long time, I don't know what kind of suffering I am suffering day and night!" Now that the matter has come to this point, Song Mou has no regrets, only wants to die, and hopes that His Highness can take over..."
"Take it away?" The young girl frowned, quickly pointed to the corpse on the ground, and smiled: "You think that they were killed by me?" ”
Song Bian bowed his head and said nothing.
The young girl said calmly, "When I will return to the palace, and where I am at night, it is not difficult to know with the eyes and ears of Lord Song." ”
This is something that many people know, but who else can the murderer be besides him = her? Could it really be the ethereal sparrow? It was just that she had knelt in front of the Qianyu Hall all night, how could she kill people?
The young girl didn't say much more and said directly, "What about my mother's body?" ”
Song Bian replied, "I haven't found it." ”
"Huh?" The girl raised an eyebrow slightly.
Song Bian sighed, "But I'm sure that no one in the Qianyu Palace escaped that day." ”
The Fire Iron Horse Bow and Arrow Formation, coupled with the shot of the god, could not escape with its wings.
The girl did not speak, and slowly raised her hand, and the slender and snow-white fingers protruded from between the wide sleeves, appearing more and more slender.
Those hands rested on Song's shoulders.
Song's side was stiff, cold sweat but did not dare to move.
When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but think of the petite little girl who was covered in blood but did not change color three years ago in front of the Qianyu Hall.
Song Bian closed his eyes, already determined to die.
The young girl did smile lightly, straightened his clothes for him, and smiled: "Lord Song should cherish this hard-won official dress." ”
Song Bian was stunned, he had not yet reacted that he had walked away from the ghost door, and his body was still tightly stretched.
The young girl was no longer looking at him, her eyes were looking at the rest of the people, she smiled, and said, "I am in the Guoshi Mansion, if you have something to discuss, just come and look for it." ”
"Guoshifu?" Song's side gaze was slightly different.
The girl had turned and walked outside.
The eaves did not stop falling, she re-raised her umbrella, and the sound came through the rain curtain:
"Sir is seriously ill and dying, and as a student, he should serve with all his heart."
......
"Guoshifu? How could she go to the Guoshi Mansion? ”
"Guoshi is her husband, and now she is her only relative, but in the siege more than twenty days ago, Guoshi chose to stand by and watch..."
"Wouldn't she know that her teacher was standing across from her?"
"It's possible."
"By the way, what about the assassins?" What about jinguo sending assassins to intercept her? Why did she still come back? ”
"Did you miss it... How come, it is said that the top three assassins in the Jin Kingdom have all shot, which will be fruitless? ”
"It seems that you can only look at the Guoshi and the Witch Lord, these two people with different water and fire are rare to have one heart, and unless the little girl has the ability to reach the heavens, she will definitely have a fate with her mother."
Everyone was talking about it, mostly bananas on the bright side, but a voice suddenly sounded.
"You really don't understand?" Didn't the girl's words show that she had already kidnapped the Guoshi? ”
The crowd followed the prestige, only to see a young man in a Taoist robe looking at them doubtfully, as if he were looking at a group of fools.
Many people recalled the words of the young girl, and their hearts were in a trance, but their hearts were already extraordinary, and now they were broken by a teenager, and their faces were full of anger.
Song Bian couldn't bear it and shouted, "What do you really want to do?" I don't need you here, get me out, if you dare to talk too much, you will not give a single cent of your master's burial expenses.
Ning Long looked at him helplessly, he thought to himself that he was kind enough to remind him, why is this person so unsympathetic?
Is this the secular world under the mountain?
Ning Xiaoling tugged at his sleeve, almost begging, "Brother Master, let's go..."
Song Bian was in a very bad mood at this time, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense, and waved his hand, signaling the guards to escort them out.
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly someone in the crowd came out.
Song Bian glanced at the man and said disapprovingly, "Zhao Shisong, what mess have you come to add?" ”
The man named Zhao Shisong arched his hand like a beggar, then looked at the pair of young girls and tentatively asked, "I don't know how the Xiaodao Long Dao Fa is?" ”
"Decent." Ning Changchang replied.
Zhao Shisong thought about it and said, "I really don't want to hide it, recently the lady in the family has been infected with anger, and the famous doctor has asked the Taoist priest to call, but they are helpless, I don't know if you are willing to try?" ”
Apparently he was going to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Song Bian just wanted to reprimand, but Ning Changchang had already preemptively said, "Yes." ”
Ning Xiaoling was forced to be helpless, so he had to pretend to nod his head confidently.
Song Bian looked at them, no longer dissuaded, flicked his sleeves away, and his eyes became more and more indifferent.