Shen Wangshu didn't hide anymore, "Do you still remember the day of the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet? That day, in a daze, I bumped into a little eunuch who secretly slipped a jade card to Meng Xiancheng. Tell me... could that be at the place where the crime happened? The lost jade token of King Jiyin?"

Tizhen turned her head sideways, and outside the porch was a pile of purple chrysanthemums blooming prosperously, which was especially scorching and mournful in the cold sky of early autumn.She had a sliver of contempt that was almost invisible, "Meng Xiancheng, Yuan Zhongguan... If they have nothing to do with the struggle for the heir apparent, why did they attack Wen Yu?"

Suddenly, a burst of cold sweat broke out from the palm of his hand, as if a hammer of ten thousand pounds had penetrated into his skull, "Could it be because of..."

Earlier, in order to make a fool of herself, she had designed "Qi Xiao" at that time to pretend to be Wen Yu to attract the firepower of Que's pursuit. Could it be that Meng Xiancheng took this revenge on the innocent Wen Yu?

Thinking of this, Tizhen couldn't help clenching her fists, and her bright and beautiful face instantly became hideous and terrifying, "I only hate that trash of the Que family who didn't kill him. Foreign races and the like are indeed scourges!"

But after thinking about it, if it was just for revenge on Wen Yu, it would be a loss anyway. Speaking of it... In the past six months, Xiangguo has been too peaceful.It is said that before the storm comes, the sea is always calm and waveless, but the more waveless it is, the more a depth bomb is planted.

His footsteps stopped with the touch in his heart, "Xiang Wang Qi Hao has been calm since he retired to Yanjing, and now there is a strange man named Meng Xiancheng who has no background and no past, is there any connection between this?"

"Brother Shixi... I am more afraid than the current personal enmity. There is a bigger disaster about to happen."

Shen Wangshu stared in thought, and slowly raised his bright eyes, "I still have some old friends in Yanjing, I can let them secretly inquire about this person, but before that..."

Tizhen nodded tacitly, "Don't act rashly."

Shen Wangshu smiled with satisfaction.When I was in the academy, Tizhen was a little different from other girls. Girls in the boudoir usually cared more about rouge and gouache, but she couldn't bear to let go of the strategists' tricks, and she always had a pair of clear and clear eyes. With unrivaled firmness and confidence.

This is probably what he likes about her. The world wishes for a woman to be as graceful and gentle as a bright moon, but she is as dazzling and hot as a scorching sun, which makes people fear and look up to her. If you don't have [-]% courage, you will be turned into ashes by that light .

However, he is also such a person, because he is too confident, so confident that time can be frozen forever, but he loses to someone braver than him.

He slowly took a breath, and suddenly felt a soreness in his heart, "Heroes see the same thing."

The wide plain sleeves lightly brushed against the vermilion lacquer carved railing, Tizhen slightly lowered her head, took out a string of beads from her sleeve pocket, and handed it to him with both hands, "It's a coincidence today, I also have something to give you."

Liuzhu was originally a magic weapon of Taoism. It is composed of [-] cinnabar beads, which represent the number of stars in the sky and the sum of heaven and earth.However, the more important thing is that in Pingyang Academy, what Shen Wangshu cultivated was Xiaoyao Dao.

He took it slowly, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said freely, it used to be the most obedient to the destiny, and ruled by doing nothing, but now his heart is full of hatred, everything is full of purpose and calculation, how can he still be carefree get up.

It's not that this thing is as cold as frost and snow, but that the heart of a cultivator is already frozen, even if he sees something he once loved, he has long lost his original enthusiasm.

Tizhen was still smiling, "It was supposed to be given to Brother Shixi a few days ago, but the cinnabar from Jingzhou was a bit late, and it only arrived in the past few days. Even if it was processed urgently, it was too late." Looking at him deeply, "However, I still wish you a happy birthday."

The desolate autumn wind picked up the strands of hair hanging from Shen Wangshu's ear, he was speechless for a long time, he just stretched out his hand and patted the man's shoulder, "Xuanji...thank you."

She raised her head, her eyes were full of wind and clouds, "I'm just a light who knows the world, if Zhou Yishui and the others know that you are still alive, they will definitely give you a grand birthday party."

She strode forward, "You don't know, on your birthday last month, Zhou Yishui and Nai Jin went to Pingyang to celebrate your birthday in front of the Shen family army's grave, and when they came back, their eyes were still red."

But Shen Wangshu asked himself how disappointed they should be when he appeared in their eyes with such an inhuman appearance... The world is embarrassing.

His hand trembled uncontrollably until it was held by a warm force, "Don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut until you want to say it. I just want to tell you that even without the Shen family, brother Shixi... you still have a lot Friends who are willing to help you, you will not be alone."

The deep and dense pain is like countless fine ice lines cracked on the surface of a frozen lake.

After all, I couldn't hold back anymore.

Those were a pair of hands that could hold a pen as well as a sword. If there hadn't been so many accidents, he would obviously be the most energetic son in Pingyang City, and the one most qualified to stand by her side.

His breathing became so long, he looked into her eyes, and there was a gentle sigh in his tone, "I know it's wrong to ask you this after a long time, but I'm really curious, if it wasn't because you thought I was dead, if I I have been living well, you treat my heart...is it still the same as before?"

These words pierced Tizhen's cochlea like a sword, spear, sword and halberd.

For a moment, she was at a loss for words...

Looking out of the corner of the eye, the ancient temple in Qingshan, the setting sun spreads inch by inch under the upturned eaves, and the whole body is bright, like a bright mask, covering the dark corner under the winter jujube tree.

The road down the mountain was still full of grandeur and ostentation. Nanyang Wang talked and laughed with Wen Yu. He would mention how precious this collection of poems he got and wanted to send him to read, and then he would talk about how complicated the affairs of the court were. I hope he can help to share the burden, the left and right are full of polite words.

Wen Yu was a very impatient person, he smiled and nodded, but he still refused to reveal his words, just when King Nanyang started talking again, Guan Tong's hurried footsteps disrupted everything.

"It's not good, Your Highness! Wang... Wangfei, she was punished by Concubine Shu's master to go to the bottom of the mountain to think about it."

Wen Yu raised his head, with a smile on his face, "What's going on?"

Seeing people panicked, King Nanyang explained with a smile, "Don't be too anxious, after all, it's the first time for younger siblings to participate in the royal sacrificial ceremony, and there are some rules that they don't understand. Just go back and teach them well. I can't do anything wrong with my mother and concubine. "

Guan Tong looked at him coldly, "It was when Princess Nanyang and Princess Shenjun had a dispute when they went up the mountain, and they fought so hard that..."

Originally, he was holding the attitude of watching a play, but he didn't expect a good show to be performed on his own family. Suddenly, a phantom green appeared on Nanyang Wang's pink face, and he bowed left and right.

King Shenjun raised the corner of his lower lip, "It seems that there is no need to comfort others not to be angry. My porridge is messed up too, isn't it...brother?"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and his heart was in a mess anyway. Wen Yu didn't have time to ask them about the ring, but just dragged Guan Tong to ask Tizhen how he was doing.

Guan Tong said in a low voice, don't worry, "Fortunately, I punished the wall. To be honest, the concubine's disaster was innocent this time. It's just that Concubine Chen Shu always has to worry about the face of her elders, so as not to get the name of favoritism. The daughter-in-law didn't let her go, if she really just bypassed our concubine, I'm afraid the two His Highnesses would be ashamed, and it would be difficult for you, Your Highness."

Wen Yu squinted at the white mist rippling the mountains, "It's such a cold day, how can I bear it for two hours..."

There was a storm in my mind, the more I thought about it, the more worried I became, and I couldn't even say goodbye to the two princes behind me, so I hurriedly asked Guan Tong to lead the way to the Poro Pavilion at the foot of the mountain, and finally walked to the wing, but when I opened the door, it was empty a room.

Then I asked the nurse who guarded the door, Wen Yu walked along the corridor to the winter jujube forest in the west, the cloak covered with snow and smoke was soft and cool on her arm, she grasped it tightly, and when she was about to enter, she saw There are two hazy figures in the forest, holding each other together.

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