"Have you heard? The Prince of Beirong was defeated and was hung on the commander's flag. Not even his body was left intact!"
"Shh...he is the biological brother of the beauty inside. How dare you gossip here? Let's go..."
The chatter of the palace people, which was deliberately suppressed through a door, could not be heard clearly, but it was like a knife, disturbing Ahya's heart.
She closed her eyes hard, her lips were bitten until they were bloody, her eyes were red, but she couldn't cry anymore.
Her tears had already been shed when she heard the news.
Her brother, the little wolf on the prairie. She hadn't had time to see him again.
"Arthur..."
She almost cried, roaring silently, and the scenery in front of her became completely white.
She should have thought long ago, how could that person be cold-hearted and cold-hearted, how could he take action for her.
Ahaya clutched her chest, staggered to her feet, moved to the window, and stared at the sky in all directions, laughing at herself and sadly.
The oil lamp on the table fell to the ground at some point and suddenly ignited.
She didn't move, as if she was asleep, lying surrounded by fire, reflecting a corner of the snowy night.
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Feeling the pain of being licked by tongues of fire from her previous life, Ahaya suddenly opened her eyes and woke up from her dream, breathing violently, and the clothes on her back were soaked with cold sweat.
Here it comes again. She dreams again about the time when her brother died before she was reborn, and she died tragically afterwards.
She frowned, trying to calm her breathing, and slowly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she was only determined.
Arthurs, her little wolf.
In this life, the chaos in Beirong only lasted for more than a month. The prime minister rebelled, the regime suddenly changed, and the brothers and sisters were scattered and each went into exile.
She is just surviving now, and finding her blood relatives is a fantasy.
If Arthur was discovered and had to confront the Prime Minister, how could she keep him?
That thought became more and more determined. Ahaya sat up, looked at the bronze mirror, and gently stroked her beautiful face.
If you want to take advantage of the situation, who else in the world can be better than the king of Daxu?
"Thank you, Jie..."
Ahaya murmured and pursed her lips, thoughtfully.
She vaguely remembered that at this time in her previous life, the Shen family had mentioned that in November, the monarch would go to Jiyun Temple to worship the Buddha.
Today is the day to watch the sun.
Red clothes, white snow. The bell sounded far away. The beauty held an oil-paper umbrella and curiously broke off a branch of plum. The snow on the branch fell on the tip of the stubborn kitten's nose, driving away the coldness.
, giving off an innocent and natural joy.
Ahaya just thought that she was really here to enjoy the plum blossoms. She looked here and there, and the smile on her face never faded, which made the people behind the tree couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly and twist their fingertips back and forth on the red sandalwood rosary beads.
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"Your Majesty, do you need..."
Logically speaking, when the monarch goes to the mountain to worship the Buddha, he should seal up the entire Jiyun Temple. Although Xie Jie was not so high-profile, the personal guards he brought with him also surrounded the plum forest at the back of the mountain without leaking.
But Zhou Zhong thought about Xie Jie's special treatment of this girl yesterday, so he still made his own decision and let the person in. At this time, he couldn't help but feel a drum in his heart and tentatively spoke.
Xie Jie glanced at him with a half-smile, but did not rebuke him. Instead, he smiled with interest and made an unknown smile, his eyes dark and obscure: "The Shen family's in front?"
"Yes." Zhou Zhong replied quickly.
"The beauty is so beautiful, why should I be disturbed?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, saying that he was not to be disturbed, but there was an unmistakable meaning in his voice, "Shen Er, after being whipped for thirty times, he is still alive and kicking? Take him with you.
come on."
He didn't say what he was brought here for, but Zhou Zhong knew it.
Ahaya had no idea what he was doing.
Xie Jie was in the plum forest. He noticed it when she came in. At this time, he calmly located his position, found a stone not far away and sat down, holding the branch of red plum in his hand, looking at it dreamily. He looked up, his eyes wandering, as if he was looking at someone through it.
"Hey, why is there a beauty hidden in this temple?"
A frivolous voice sounded. Although it was pretentious, it could not hide the obscene meaning in it.
Ahaya raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. Her eyes flickered slightly. She immediately realized which one it was. She took advantage of the situation and quickly stood up. She took a step back pretending to be panicked and disgusted. Her voice was full of surprise. However.
"You, are you the second young master of the Shen family?"
She looked angry and disbelieving, getting straight to the point and deliberately irritating: "Didn't you get thirty lashes...what?"
"How did you know...you are the bitch who complained!" Shen Er was also stunned, and immediately reacted, gritting his teeth and walking towards her with a ferocious face.
"Wow! I really couldn't find any place to look for, but it came to my door by myself!" This chapter has been completed!