MTL - Joy of Life-v7 Chapter 135 Cangshan has a snow sword and frost (4)

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The star-street building is about two or three miles away from the southeast of the palace. Such a long distance, under the cover of the wind and snow, no one noticed the movement in the distance. The white precious furry on the upper side of the star was slightly shocked, and a loud bang was heard at the muzzle, but the speed of the sound was much slower than the speed of the bullet.

At least this moment of the palace city head, the people in front of the turret, still quietly watching the strong soldiers in the snow in front of the palace, surrounded by the Qing army elite, no awareness of the death of the sickle has split the air They approached their emperor in a way that no one in the world could imagine.

From the star-picking building to the imperial city, the volatility that represents death will last for more than a second, enough for a person to lick his eyes several times. Then I calmly squinted at the majesty of the emperor under the city. This time I did not notice the flash of light that occasionally lit up in the snow in two or three.

Therefore, the time left for the big master’s reaction has become very rare. When he sensed that there was a deadly breath in the heavens and the earth, even when he could not resist the breath, he only had time to blink and change his face. It’s pale, the light in the eyes is condensed, and the body is rushing back like a smoke!

The emperor was injured and his temper was consumed a lot. However, at this moment of life and death, the energy that human beings could not have was erupted. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the distance, and they rushed into the field like a wandering soul. Inside the corner building! Hey! A muffled sound only sounded at this time, and the high-speed rotation, the bullet that did not have the opportunity to turn the ribs, rubbed the shoulder of the smudged yellow figure and shot it on the hard wall of the palace, a large hole about a foot square inch. . I don't know a few!

The brick briquettes are separated from the body at this moment, and are sprayed outwards in a ray, just like a flower.

Except for the emperor who rushed back like a light smoke, there was still no one reacting under the city. No one even found anything, because at that moment, the fierce flower on the blue brick wall was still On the way of the splash, sharp edges of the stone seem to remain stationary in the air. Mixed with the surrounding snowflakes, stabbed in one place!

The Emperor’s Majesty has escaped this shot. No. Regardless of the psychological reason for the assassin in the snow at the top of the star-studded building, he paused for a moment at the moment of gently pulling his finger, thus making this seemingly killing shot fall, but then The second shot will come. With the first shot, if the sky is thunderous, it’s coming.

The sound of the first shot will be transmitted to the square in front of the palace. The second shot has already arrived. Like a broken tofu, a fist-sized hole was broken on the wooden door of the corner floor and shot into the dark and quiet turret. in.

There have never been guns in the world, especially when the goal is an unfathomable master. The assassin in the snow at the top of the star building. Due to the banned relationship in Kyoto today, the location of the sniper chosen is somewhat remote. He can clearly calculate the time required for the bullet to fly in the air. He never expected such a shot to kill the emperor, but he knew that the emperor Hiding this gun. I will be shuddering. Reluctant to stay a little more than half, the physical and psychological shock, will definitely let the emperor to give up the whole body.

That is the speed. The assassin on the roof of the star clearly calculated the position of the emperor's escaping, the speed of avoidance, and the displacement between the moments. The finger swayed abruptly for the second time. He rushed out to the position where the emperor was dying, and he would have all hope. In fact, they are all placed on this second shot!

Being able to calculate so much content in such a short period of time, and affirmative conclusions about the choice of the emperor, it is obvious that the assassin knows the emperor's disposition and understands the emperor's gun for this...that is, the world Know the box and fear.

The most important thing is that the Assassin of the Stars Tower can actually know the speed at which a great master can display his life and death, so that he can accurately calculate the last falling point of the emperor, and it is difficult to drift again twice!

This cannot be calculated, and it cannot be verified. Because people in the world, except those among the great masters, no one can really push the great master to the road, let alone understand the speed of the master.

Unless... Once a great master had personally helped the assassin who was on the top of the star, he trained himself many times! In the time when the blink of an eye was too late to complete, the Emperor’s majesty was suddenly occupied by fear from the calm and cold emotions. The innumerable infuriating body in the body exploded in this moment, pale, and the eyes were slightly dilated. The whole force floated, disappeared from the place in the blink of an eye, and smashed into the turret that was always quiet.

At this moment, this life has never been more confident, powerful, never knows what the emperor of the horror is, and finally feels a trace of fear, a fear of death. Because although he couldn't see the breath that made him very moved, he knew that his most fearful box... finally appeared.

A screaming banged through the palace head, the second shot shot through the wooden door of the turret, along a straight invisible line, the murderous warhead, trembled toward the body, and wolfed to the emperor’s kneeling behind the quiet room of the turret. The chest is shot!

This gun is too great, and it will count any thoughts of the emperor, any move. The overbearing instinct of the emperor's body has been blown up into an invisible airflow in the palace city. At this time, there is nothing in the body, and it is possible to make a dodging action like a fairy charm again in the blink of an eye. What is even more terrifying is that the second gun has arrived, and there seems to be no gap in the middle. When the emperor perceives the soul-like soul that continues to flow, he has no way to react.

However, the assassin on the upstairs of the star counts all kinds of things, but it can't count to the Huangcheng turret. The quiet room behind the emperor's kneeling is actually not quiet. There are many people standing there, and a dozen silent places seem to have no breathing. A man who wears armor like a ghost and holds a thick steel shield.

These people seem to have stood in this secluded turret for countless years. Never changed the posture, sealed the possibility of shooting in all corners of this corner room. When the Kyoto rebellion three years ago, the city under the city was killed by blood. But neither Fan Fan nor the Great Emperor found anything different in this room. At that time, where were the ghosts of these shielded bodies?

Is it that these seemingly indifferent standing guards for countless years, is the final arrangement of the Emperor’s Majesty in order to heal the fear of the heart? These have stood up for countless years of shields. The only mission of this life is to block the deadly bullets that were shot out of the box.

However, these steel shields are produced from the inner library. How could it block the world's strongest gunpowder killer? This is the last dragon slaughter knife left by the hostess in the world. The last Son of the Sword, how can the other legacy she left behind resist?

No one can see what happened in that moment, but the shielded man standing on the left hand side of the emperor trembled, and the steel shield in his hands clenched with the dust on his face, followed by the shield. The emperor trembled a little.

The shielded man slammed down. There was a hole in the steel shield.

Just like the heavenly man who lowered the hammer of heaven, the emperor’s armpit was assaulted by the sledgehammer, slamming back, smashing the back wall of the corner room, piercing through the wall, and being knocked down in the cold. On the snow!

Blood flowed from the emperor's left chest. At the station of the Taiji Temple, the wound on his body was also torn apart by the violent action at this time. Wang Sanlang’s sword was cut on his right chest. Fan’s fingertips were cut at his neck. The wounds began to bleed again. Turn this powerful king into a poor blood man.

The emperor lay on the snow. Breathing in a hurry, the black eyes suddenly swelled and sag, the left chest slightly subsided, a piece of blood, can not see the real wound. The snow was in his head, and he stared at him. Look at the cold, snowy sky. The two hands outside the sleeves are trying to hold tight and not letting themselves fall into the dark.

Infinite fear and anger poured into his mind. The box and the box finally appeared. In this world, Emperor Majesty always thought that he was the person who knows the most about the box, and he still knows more than Chen Pingping, because the small leaves used this box to quietly kill the two princes and sent the king to the dragon. chair.

No one is not afraid of the existence of such things, but the king of the year or the Prince is not afraid, because this box belongs to her land, and if it belongs to her own. But...but...the emperor began to be afraid of it after the incident in Taiping, and he was afraid every night. He was afraid that he would not know when the box would appear, and from where it would suddenly come out. A spark, like a **** hand that hangs from the sky, takes away his life and avenges his master.

It is because of this fear that after the Taiping House, the Emperor’s Majesty rarely went out of the palace. No, as Fan’s first heard in Kyoto, the Emperor never had a palace since then!

Although he has not seen the box, he knows the horrible role of the box. He hides like a tortoise in the high Imperial City. There are palace walls around him. Nothing can be found in Kyoto. The construction of these walls.

The subjects of His Majesty thought that they were diligent in political affairs, so they would have been deeply locked in the palace. Who knows that he is afraid? I thought that my Majesty and my people would not be able to disturb the place, and would not be inspected. Who knows that he is still afraid?

This situation has been maintained for four years in Qingli. The child in Zhangzhou finally entered Beijing. The fifth child seems to have really forgotten a lot of things, and no one has linked himself to the Taiping House. The emperor has gradually relaxed. Some, occasionally will be served out of the palace. Even so, he still dared not leave Kyoto, because in those long country fields, who knows if there will be a fire of vengeance hidden in the dark waiting for himself? In the case of Dadongshan, the emperor had to leave Kyoto. However, in the first time, he recalled Fan Xu to Chenzhou and called him to his side. Because only this son was around, he seemed to feel that he was safe!

Speaking of this, how is this sad life, the emperor has innocent land, hundreds of thousands of subjects, but he can not see, can not feel, he seems to have everything in the second half of life, but in fact? It was just a prisoner who was imprisoned in the palace.

The emperor was not afraid of death. He was afraid that he would not see his grand vision become real before he died. There are not many people or things that can kill him in this world. In addition to the scorpion and the box, when Chen Pingping was extremely indifferent, and after returning from Dazhou in an unusually cold and cold blood, the Emperor’s sire was in anger and felt a bit of coolness.

Those sergeants who were covered in dust and shielded were hidden in the turret of the imperial city. When the emperor squatted slightly, he looked at the old dog of the autumn rain. Those people kept waiting behind him silently, but on that day, the box did not appear.

However, the box appeared today, and it appeared so awkward. His Majesty the Emperor found that he still underestimated the horror of the box, at least underestimated the ability of the man who used the box today. He did not expect that the breath of death could be sheltered under the turret. Accurately found his position, easily pierced the steel shield, and finally ruthlessly shot himself.

The white snow was reddened by the blood from the emperor. At this time, the people on the corner floor finally reacted. Although they still don't know what happened, at least they know that things have changed!

Yao’s **** was full of horror and stunned to the emperor’s side. The scorpion said hoarsely, and trembling, the palm of his hand consciously pulled the wound under his chest and abdomen, pulled out some broken pieces of metal, and pulled out some flesh and blood. Still can't find where the weapon is.

The emperor's body undulating with the rapid breathing. He looked at the Yao **** beside him: "Oh... dead... no!"

These words, the emperor's majesty is gnashing his teeth, but the words that are so devastating, how to sternly, are somewhat weak. The eyes of the emperor's gaze crossed the face of Yao's eunuch, and still stared at the snow falling in the sky. Screaming in the heart. He was ordered by the sky, who can kill! I am not dead today. It is God who is not allowed to die!

The Assassin on the top of the star-studded house counted everything, but after all, it did not calculate how powerful the Emperor’s majesty’s body was, or more accurately, he did not count the emperor’s majesty, which would be afraid of death. Such as, actually put a protective mirror on the atrium in the robe!

The smashing soul-sucking line crossed the distance of the Kyoto sky and penetrated the steel shield. In the end, although there was no offset, it accurately hit the emperor’s chest, but it was already the end of the strong, just the emperor. The chest bones shattered a large piece, but did not tear all the flesh and blood from the roots, and immediately destroyed the life of the king.

Previously in the waste garden, when Fan took out the steel plate on the chest, the emperor scolded him sarcastically. The small means was not to do anything big. However, who could have thought that the Emperor’s Majesty finally relied on this small means to escape his life.

But those who are serious, cautious, and how extreme caution is necessary, and life, how to be embarrassed and boring is necessary. In this respect, the emperor and Fan Xian and his son are actually two shameless people who are truly similar in the world.

"The star-raising building." The emperor's faint eyes stared at the gray sky. He knew that the person who used the box today is definitely not the fifth, because if the person is the fifth, I am afraid that I have already entered the palace. He gasped and said: "All killed."

The Emperor’s majesty suddenly spurred, and he was unconscious. He was ignorant of life and death. This was like a thunderous general. All the officials and generals above the imperial city felt numb, and no one knew what to do next. The strong men trapped by countless people in the imperial city are still not out of the trap. As long as this second arrow rains again, I am afraid that everyone will die, including the still unconscious.

The doctors are coming from the hospital to the side. The palace has already rushed to the side of the emperor's majesty, taking out the wound medicine that he carried with him, trying to stop bleeding, but the effect does not seem so good.

However, Yao’s **** still firmly remembered the last confession before his coma. He shuddered and walked around the turret, carefully approaching the side of the banned deputy commander, sanding his voice and reading the intention of his last kill. Yao’s **** was shrunk on the wall of the palace and looked very funny, but he was really scared because he knew how powerful his majesty was, but such a powerful king was seriously injured by an invisible assassin. Can not be afraid, he even worried that he would be invisible in the air in the next moment. Tearing into a piece of flesh.

Immediately after the scene, the eyes of Yao’s **** slammed and the whole person fell to the ground, confirming his fear again! Gongchengtou’s deputy commander of the banned army is preparing to send a flag to make the soldiers in the city go down again, but his shoulders are just a move, but the whole head is suddenly gone!

Yes, just like the ghost story in the sky. The head of the deputy commander of the banned army suddenly exploded like a ripe watermelon, and it was like a skin filled with water. It broke through and disappeared into a **** white pulp on the wall. Spread over the sky...

Even more terrifying. After the deputy commander’s head exploded, it seemed that the body did not know the fact that the skull had become a brainstorm. The right arm was still lifted, and then it was put down, it looked like a broken puppet, the whole People collapsed!

There was a screaming scream on the head of the palace. Such a creepy scene happened in front of countless officers and men, how can they not be afraid, not afraid, all people began to tremble, squinting desperately. On the Imperial City. In the city, in the team of companions, even in the empty space, only the snowy sky in the sky desperately searching!

Of course they couldn't find anything. They didn't know what happened. They only knew that the head of the deputy commander suddenly exploded! These elites of the Qing dynasty. Where would you think of the assassin being a few miles away. They shouted in vain and searched angrily.

There is no search. Gradually turned into fear, this invisible assassin, this kind of irresistible killing, how can mortals be able to compete?

Infinite panic began to pervade the head of the palace city. All the soldiers searched helplessly. Some people were crushed by this silent pressure. The bows and arrows aimed at everyone under the palace were loosely subconscious. some.

The Qingjun army is strictly strict, and it is impossible to become a group of loose sands because of the tragic death of the deputy commander of the banned army. On the battlefield, in the case of ordinary rebellion, the soldiers of the Qingguo area did not know how many strange shapes they had seen, and they died in horror. However, such a blow as a gods today is really a matter for the secular people to think in the strange direction.

The other general courageously roared a few times, trying to calm down the emotions of the banned subordinates, and at the same time developed a command to attack below, but his snoring only sustained a few sounds and stopped, because the officers and soldiers in the city were terrified. The killing was repeated, and the general's chest and abdomen was blasted with a great mouth, and the belly became a group of blood. He didn't scream and fell down.

At this point, the atmosphere of this panic can no longer be suppressed, and the chaos on the head of the Imperial City has become a piece.

The changes in the head of the Imperial City have naturally spread to the city, but the sergeants who are bound to block all directions do not know what happened. The archers who aim at the people in the snow feel their hands. It’s sour, but still can’t get the arrow. Those generals were even more frowning, and they were worried about what happened on the wall of the Imperial City. How could it be like that?

If it is a general leader, if today's palace is just a simple battlefield, then no one will be foolish to wait for his will to go to the arrow. However, today is not the same after all, the arrow is in the direction, the circle is the small fan.

What it means to kill Fan Xi, everyone knows well, the grievances between Xiao Fan and His Majesty, everyone knows very well, and if they don’t have a clear purpose, no one dares to rush. At this time, the generals under the city did not know that the emperor was seriously injured and fell into a coma, not knowing what to do.

This strange silence does not last long. It will be outside and facing a tense situation. It must have its own reaction. Even if it is just outside the palace, the Qingjun generals also have their own initiative, hidden in the history of the archers. Fei Damei frowned and stared at the middle of the snow. He found that the assassins who were besieged seemed to have noticed the changes on the palace wall and began to have the courage and thoughts of breaking through. However, after all, Shi Fei was able to conquer the powerful characters of Yan Beiyi’s North Camp in the same year. I don’t know where it’s from the **** movement, so that he did not directly issue an attacking military order, but sent it through the vice-person next to him. The aspect is that the unfamiliar fear made him make this choice. On the other hand, Shi Fei is like all the civil servants of the Qing Dynasty, forever and ever, and does not want to let Fan Xian die directly in his own hands.

This idea directly saved Shi Fei’s life, because the vice-president around him had just raised the flag in his hand and fell directly to the ground.

It’s not that there’s no horse riding, nor because of other reasons, because with the body of the deputy, the horse under him fell into the snow, and countless blood quickly became red and white.

Shi Fei’s eyes narrowed. Looking at the flesh and blood, looking at the flesh and blood, knowing that if he had made his own orders, then he was already dead. Who can block this invisible and inferior, can not predict the extraterrestrial strike!

Shi Fei also knows exactly what the change on the wall of the palace is because, is it still alive?

The imperial city was up and down after a slight disturbance. Then I replied to the quietness of the silence, in the silence of death, the army of the Qing army was really the best in the world. However, under the threat of terrorist attacks outside that day, who would dare to act? All the sergeants' faces were a little white or even blue, and they were waiting for their will. However, His Majesty never appeared on the Imperial City. Another shot was smashed through the calm of the square in front of the palace. A monk wearing a hat, trying to use his braveness to drive the silent sergeants, was accurately knocked down in the snow. There is not even a trace of convulsions. Directly turned into a dead body.

Dead silence.

Another shot was shot.

Another silence is dead.

Another shot was shot.

If the four times, there are four dead bodies on the snow, and the gunshots are silent, and it seems that they will never ring again. Everyone in the upper and lower imperial city understands that this superb assassin who can complete the extraterrestrial attack is to guard everyone in the Qing Dynasty court. Don't try to do anything. Anyone who dares to move on this white snow is the target he must kill.

A sound. One person died, a **** body lying in the snow, never an accident, this cold and silent announcement, frozen everyone's heart.

This is a person who is challenging a country.

The silence of the dead did not know how long it lasted. The horses began to kick their hooves with some uneasiness, splashing a little snow, and the strong people surrounded by the snow did not seem to want to touch the strong Qing army. There is no choice to forcibly break through at this moment.

No one knows what is going on in the skies of the clear skies in Kyoto, and how those people died.

The whole body armor was sitting in the air in a cold and indifferent manner. The elite cavalry he led was enough to ensure that the two back and forth rushed to kill the strong men in the snow, but he did not move. Although with the strong strength of his nine products, he can hear those muffled sounds from his rear, he vaguely felt that the assassin who hit the sky can not cover the audience, or the problem of arrows and dead ends, if the cavalry this time Rushing over, I think the assassin can't stop myself.

However, Ye Zhong is only sitting silently and steadily. At this time, his life and death are unknown. He is the highest in the field. He does not say a word, just like the image he has shown in the Qing Dynasty and the country. Never show the dew, but no one dares to despise him.

The reason why the leaves are not moving is very simple, not because the underarms are not deliberate, but because he knows what is taking life, just like what is stabbing in the sky, what are those muffled sounds.

It is a box, and the box is finally re-emerged. The leaves are slightly draped, and the burning eyes of the people are like asleep. In fact, his heart has already stirred up the storm.

When the Taiping House broke out, he was transferred to Dingzhou as a post-war by the emperor. It is obvious that the emperor did not believe that Ye Zhong’s position between himself and Ye Xiaomei. I still remember that when Ye Xiaomei first entered Kyoto, he was fighting with Ye, who was still younger. Ye said that he was too aware of the people of that year. Although he never gave any opinions, it does not mean that he did not know that. The things in the box, I don’t understand the things in the Taiping House, and why Chen Pingping has to betray his Majesty. Ye Zhong’s heart passed many pictures, many people in the past, and he felt that he was a little tired. His eyes finally became clear. He fell on the young man in the snow and remembered the young man. Mother, with that box. The young girl who refused to check herself at the gate of the city.

In this matter, Ye Zhong felt that his knees were wrong, so he was silently silent, and he did not move until he had no intentions.

How long can a dead silence last? How long will it take for this snow to stop? A young man wearing a pale yellow shirt, at this time, step by step onto the wall of the palace, stood on the edge of the city wall, calmly watching the leisure in the snow under the city.

At this time, the ban on the city has been a little chaotic. Most people subconsciously bow their heads and avoid the kind of death harvest that may come from outside the sky, so the teenager in a pale yellow dress stood at the wall and looked so tall and brave.

"According to the general rule of Qing, the coma can not be seen. I should automatically become the state of supervision?" Three emperors Li Hongcheng sleeves in the middle of the two hands tightly, asked.

The face around him was pale, and the Yao Supervisor, who was stalking around, trembled and said: "But his Majesty has just been in a coma, and it has not been more than seven days."

"At the moment, can this situation wait? You want to watch my Daqing's famous generals being killed by God!" Li Hongcheng looked back at Yao’s eunuch. Yao’s **** was in a cold heart and said: “His Royal Highness, this is a major event in the country. The slaves should not have a mouthful, but if they wake up, they are afraid...”

"Nothing to fear, everyone has been withdrawn..." The icy in Li Hongcheng’s eyes grew stronger and stronger, and the chill of Yao’s **** grew stronger. These years. Although the Three Emperors seem to have become a Wenren emperor under the leisure education, Yao’s **** knows what kind of vicious role the young prince was. Once he really forced the other party, remember this big grievance, the future. How do you live?

Not to mention the country's mountains and rivers. In the future, I will always pass it to His Highness. If you are really ruined this time, I am afraid that you will have to sit on the dragon chair under the third hall tomorrow.

"When they go out of the square. If they go after the chase, they can always give the father a confession. What is the meaning of dying here?" Li Hongcheng looked at him slightly, looking at the brother in the snow, sir, did not reveal Any emotions that should not be revealed.

In the snow on the top of the star-studded building, the metal tube under the pure white precious owls kept making loud noises, tearing the air and harvesting the life in the distant palace. These voices are extremely loud, although the reaction force has been reduced a lot, but the white snow on the top of the star-studded building is still swaying, and these sounds are far-reaching, disturbing the people in the streets and houses.

The Kyoto government has already discovered the strangeness of this place. It is just that the Star House is a forbidden place for the court. Although it has been abandoned for many years, no one can go in and check it if there is no formality. Plus this is still the first few, the annual festival is still going on, these servants are thinking that perhaps the urchin is putting spring thunder in it, but the sound of this spring thunder seems to be bigger.

After all, the inner court's reaction speed was faster. The emperor stunned the name of the star-studded building before he fell into a coma. The inner court masters sneaked out from the palace and followed the royal river on the left side of the palace. , came to Kyoto Dongcheng with the fastest speed.

Across the two streets, I also heard the loud noise from the Stars House. These inner masters have a strong spirit and forced to suppress the tension in their hearts. They have swept them in four directions. They believe that the terrible assassin Still picking up the stars upstairs, then you can't escape before these people get together.

However, when the master of the inner court bravely rushed into the garden of the star-studded building, until the roof was finally found, no one was found, but there was a very obvious mark in the thick white snow on the roof, except for this trace. Nothing is empty, just like no one has ever been there. Quiet and fascinating.

The snowflake is still falling, and the master of the inner court carefully looks at the traces left in the snow at the top of the building, but finds that the horrible assassin is not a clue, and the traces are obvious, but they have already been cleaned up. Even the figure of that person can't be seen.

An inner guard guarded an alley in the outskirts of the Star House. His face was white and he watched a few pedestrians with vigilance. Suddenly, he saw a small man who came over, his heart. Click.

This little sister is a teenager, and the insider’s guard is skeptical that this person’s body is covered with a thick layer of fur, although the fur looks very ruined, it’s worth a few dollars, but it’s inside. The cyan cloth was wrapped in it, but the knees turned over and revealed the other side of the fur.

The white side of the snow, this is a very expensive fur, who can buy such a valuable thing?

The inner court guards shrank, and in the first time they stopped in front of the little sister, they wanted to call their companions, but they felt a flower in front of them, and then they felt the jaws. The master of the inner court leaned against the wall of the alley, and immediately died, his body was stiff and he did not fall to the ground.

Xiao Yan’s fingertips wiped out the fine needle that was tied under the man’s jaw and wrapped the thick fur on his body. It seemed to be a bit chilly. He walked out of the lane and disappeared into the snow in Kyoto. Among them.

Today, the snow in Kyoto is big and dynamic, but not many people know what happened before the palace closed by martial law. The censors of Yushitai have been forcibly returned to their homes at night, and the adults of the various ministries have also been notified by the Superintendent, and they have been forced to stay in the government, that is, Hu University is not close to the Imperial City. .

This repressed tension and volatility did not take long to reach the street in the southern city of Kyoto. This street did not know how many powers, and everyone’s vigilant suspicion only focused on one family, that is, Fan .

Fanfu is as usual today, no panic, no sorrow, no tension, the boiling water, cooking cooking. The results of Fan’s negotiation into the palace and his Majesty’s negotiations clearly did not reflect in the government. The daughter of the government’s mother, Lin Biaoer, did not take the size of the family. Taking advantage of this short period of time, she left Jingzhou under the implied empire of the emperor. She is still quiet and some terrible to stay in the house, sitting in the flower hall, waiting for the man to come back, if he can't come back, what is the point of leaving Kyoto?

"If you haven't gotten up yet?" Lin Xiaoer smiled warmly, but there was some faint sadness in her smile. She looked at the thinking child who was feeding the child and said, "Is there no?"

Just saying, Miss Fan Jia, who was released from the palace last night, slowly came out from outside the hall. The body was as clean as usual. The eyebrows were as cold as ever, and the shoes under the feet were not stained with snow. She looked at the scorpion and smiled. She sat down at the table and picked up the chopsticks. Her hand holding the chopsticks was so stable and there was no tremor.

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