Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

At this time, Xie Yan said to Yu Wenying, "Yu Wengong, are you still there?"

Yu Wenying stood there without a surprise, and said lightly, "You want to see my grandpa?"

Xie Yan said, "I'm back to Central Plains this time to come back for my grandfather and see these-‘ Old Man. '”

When he said this, it was different from the usual calmness and restraint, and his words were somewhat sharp.

And I listened beside, and my heart trembled slightly.

These "old people".

He really came back to find someone, and he was looking for more than just Yuwen. As he just said, his enemies are not the Yuwen family.

Yu Wenying raised his head and looked at him, probably because the city has really gone so far that there is nothing to lose, and he has also fulfilled his duty of "guarding the enemy outside the city with one sword and one sword. After a while, slowly said, "If you want to see him, then come and see him."

"..."

"Actually, he is thinking of you, and it has been many days."

"..."

His words seemed to be showing something. Xie Yan listened with a wink, but Yu Wenying said nothing, turned and walked towards the other side of the road.

At this time, Xie Yan glanced at Pei Yuanxiu.

Obviously, he and Pei Yuanxiu are not the same way.

Pei Yuanxiu thought about it, and then ordered the team members: "Escort Miss Yan and follow Mr. Xie."

The team responded immediately: "Yes."

Xie Yi said: "That boy is--"

Pei Yuan Xiu said: "I'll go to Fuyu first to see. After that, I will come to Yuwenfu."

"it is good."

He glanced down at Han Zitong again. Obviously, Han Zitong had already prepared. At this time, he said without waiting for his question: "I will go with you."

"..."

Pei Yuanxiu hesitated, and finally said, "OK."

Immediately, someone brought a horse over to Han Zitong. After their party was dressed up, they were escorted by Cui Jiancheng and Song Xuan and walked towards the road on the side of the palace. Before leaving, Song Xuan looked back. I glanced at it and I nodded calmly at him.

Then the carriage followed Yu Wenying.

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Compared to Cangzhou, which was just passing by but hardly ever stopped, and the picturesque and poetic cities in the south of the river, Tianjin feels more like the winter in the north we experience at this moment.

Direct and sharp, with a stubborn needlessness.

The squares and streets here are clear and vertical, and the pattern is square and square, such as star-studded, so that people can see through at a glance, see clearly, and the white snow has plated everything here with a clear border. It's like a huge bonsai.

I just don't know what kind of scenery there will be.

It took me almost half an hour to walk from the gate to Yuwen Mansion. Although the wind stopped slowly, the snow was getting heavier, and the snow on the road was not cleaned. When I walked from the parked carriage As soon as I walked down, one foot stepped on the ground and fell into deep snow.

Chilled.

And I looked up and saw a quiet mansion in front of me. I do n’t know if it had been prepared for a long time or not. Even a plaque on the gate was invisible. Yu Wenying stepped forward and the **** one The hand pushed open the unlocked door, leaving a vague, blood-red fingerprint.

I do n’t know if it ’s because of the vague blood fingerprints or because the people who escorted us were cautious. At this time, a team of people came from behind us and walked to the gate, as if they were ready to resist coming out from it The attack was average.

However, after the door opened, only a gust of wind was blowing out of the snow.

Yu Wenying stood at the door, only turning her face to smile coldly at us.

With a smile, he took advantage of the cold snow around him to make the scorn and contempt more complete. The people around him were somewhat faintly angry, but in the face of such a strange mansion and such a superb person, there really wasn't. How many people can rest assured.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared inside the door.

Everyone was originally rumbling, all soldiers, no matter who appeared, they were immediately alert when they saw someone. The group of guards in the first row pulled out the long swords around their waists. There are some dark places inside.

It also illuminated the person who came over.

It turned out to be an old man in his seventies, with gray hair, and couldn't even straighten his back.

He was dressed in a white-washed blue cloth mule, his face was brown and wrinkled, and he was as old as bark. His eyes were turbid and loyal, and he was disdainful of the sword near the door. He only looked at Yu Wenying with concern: "Master is back."

Yu Wenying nodded slightly.

"Master is injured."

"It doesn't matter."

"I'll get medicine for the young master."

"Well, I'll take it to Grandpa's room later."

"Yes."

The old man didn't even look at us, and turned away tremblingly. At this time, I took a step slowly, and Huazhu was behind me. At this time, I came to me in a vigilant manner.

But the first to go is Xie Yan.

He stepped into the door in one step.

The guards around were still a little hesitant, and when he heard him say in a deep voice, "What you should do, don't worry about me."

As soon as the guards heard it, they walked in from both sides of the gate, and Yu Wenying did not block them at all. It seems that after the opening of the city gate of Tianjin, all the ordinary people ’s houses in it were not their own, and he also let it go. These people broke into their own homes, only a little more pain in the cold eyes.

Xie Yan came to him and said, "Take me to see Yuwen Gong."

Yu Wenying glanced at him, said nothing, turned around and walked inside.

We all followed them through the door.

As I walked in and looked around, I saw that the old man had just entered the house of the concierge, and it seemed that he was just an old man who kept the door, but everyone knows that people who have always done this work know their own owners very well. Trusted people, otherwise the door would not be handed over to such people.

I thought that the rushing of these guards would cause some confusion to Yuwenfu, but I found out that this mansion is just like the whole Tianjin city.

Except for Yu Wenying, except for the old man who just saw, the rest are gone.

Although this mansion is quite large—Since the Yuwen family has such power and such a background, it is difficult to think of wealth or wealth, but the large mansion is empty, there is no busy girl in the past, and there is no caretaker family member. I follow Xie Ye, Xie Ye followed Yu Wenying and walked in all the way, just like walking into a snowy deserted garden.

However, such a large house cannot really have only two or three people living there.

I walked and I understood.

Here, it should have been a lively mansion, just like the houses of every big family I've seen before, but this time Tianjin faces a war, and life and death are uncertain. The people in the city are almost gone. Naturally, they were also sent away. Since Yu Wenying already has a one-man sword to defend the enemy outside the city, he is determined to leave so many people, and it is meaningless.

And the old man who appeared at the door is probably like the people who are still in the city. Maybe he spent all his life in this place, or a lifetime, like a big tree. There is only one way to go to the place where you live. It is better to stay in this place.

Thinking of this, I could not help but sigh.

I can understand the state of mind of those who stay; how helpless and desolate are those who leave now, who knows?

While walking, we reached the backyard of this mansion, where we live.

A large house appeared before his eyes.

At a glance here, I know that the room where the host family lives is not too gorgeous, but comfortable and simple, with the most homely atmosphere, but here is also the quietest place in the whole mansion. Snow layer, only one or two rows of shallow footprints can be seen, probably left by Yu Wenying and the old man. The snow was so big that they soon wiped out those footprints.

When Yu Wenying stood at the gate of the garden, he paused.

We all heard his breath sinking slightly, standing at the door and calming down, and then began to walk inside.

Xie Yan also stopped for a while and then followed.

Just when I was going in, I realized that there was still a team behind me. After thinking about it, I said, "You don't need to follow up."

The leader said immediately: "No, Miss Yan, the son ordered, we must protect Miss Yan's safety. In this, I don't know what kind of people they ambush, in case of danger-"

"In case of danger, and Mr. Xie."

"but--"

"No need, but if there is any danger that even Mr. Xie can't hide, how many of us who come into this house can go out alive?"

I said that for a moment, but it was also true to think about it.

So he could only take a step back: "Then, the little people are waiting for Miss Yan. If there is anything wrong, Miss Yan just needs to shout loudly."

I nodded, then turned around and walked inside.

At this time, both Yu Wenying and Xie Yan had entered the room. Before I went in, I instructed Huazhu to guard it at the door. After all, I really did n’t know who was inside and what they would talk about. Less is better.

When I entered this room, I was shocked.

Although I also know that the financial and power of the Yuwen family is not small, I just saw their mansion's gorgeous and spacious, and it would not surprise me to have any exquisite and luxurious room in front of me, but this room is too large And besides a few windows on the wall, it is placed in the center of the house, which is almost like a huge screen with a wall, nothing.

And that huge screen was strange.

Ordinary people's screens are either landscapes, birds, or lady portraits. If they are martial arts, there may be portraits of war horses or generals on the screens at home.

But the screen was dark.

A little inattentive, you might even think that it is a dark wall.

I have walked many places and seen many gorgeous and exquisite screens, but such a dark screen has never been seen before. What's the point of making such a screen in the center of the room?

However, some people seem to find it meaningful.

When I walked in, Yu Wenying had already walked to the other side of the room, and he could be seen faintly through the dark screen, but Xie Yuan, who had been following him, stopped on this side, and he opened Looking at this huge screen with big eyes, his face was full of blank expression.

Is there anything wrong with this screen?

I walked slowly, and when I walked in, I just saw the light coming in from the window on the screen. Immediately, I found that the screen was not black, but in the dark, there were countless lights. Dots are shining.

How is this going?

I frowned for a while, faintly feeling like I saw it somewhere, but couldn't remember it, I was just turning my head to ask Xie Ye, but on the other side of the screen, there was a deep and old voice. Breathing slightly, he seemed to be suddenly pulled out of the vortex of memories, and the mist in his eyes was suddenly blown away by the wind. He immediately straightened his heart and turned away.

I stopped to glance at the screen again and followed it.

On this side of the screen, there is a large bed.

The bed was piled with quilts that were soft like clouds, and the burning stove next to the bed was warm at first glance. Yu Wenying leaned down and lifted a person from the bed.

It was this person who just whispered.

Because of the huge, dark screen, the light in the room was not very good. I took a bit of effort to see that person, an old man, and at least an old man who had passed his old age. The old man I saw at the door before, this one looked even older, his hair and beard were all white, and he was barely withered. His eyes were buried under the gray eyebrows, and he was almost invisible.

Yu Wenying helped him, the whole person was careful: "Grandpa."

The old man coughed a few times before burning his liver, and then said softly, "You- are you back?"

"Yes."

"They, have you entered the city?"

"Yes."

At this point, Yu Wenying seemed to hate herself, and said softly, "Grandchild is incompetent."

The old man dangled in his arms, almost unable to straighten his back, but when he saw his grandson holding his hand, covered with blood, he seemed to understand something, and said gently: " try your best."

Hearing this sentence, Yu Wenying closed her eyes more painfully.

At this time, he was standing aside without saying a word, but at this time Xie Yan who was slightly red in the corner of his eye stepped forward: "Yu Wengong ..."