The silver fox looked at the burning marks on the back of the hand and couldn't help but frown.
When he was a teenager, he was sold to the Central Plains as a slave. When he traveled through the desert, he was burned by the scorching light of the sun and the hot sand.
The pain of blisters molting is still fresh in my memory.
Although that adult was an extremely powerful figure, he was covered in fine skin and tender flesh. It hurt so much.
"Lao He, sir... are you okay?" he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
The middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties who had a white face and no beard turned to look at the silver fox. Which one is missing or father-in-law?
Lao He looked into the tent and sighed: "After going out and saying that, the lord fell asleep."
After saying that, he turned around and left the room, and the silver fox immediately followed.
After going down the small building, Lao He sat down in the small pavilion in the yard.
The man in black immediately brought fragrant tea and refreshments.
The silver fox glanced at the things on the table and couldn't help but shake his head: "Tao Yunju's snacks, the tribute tea in the building, you know that you are running away, and you don't know that you are afraid that you are taking a public holiday."
Lao He held the tea and blew the broken leaves on the tea noodles: "If you leave the palace, you will be as embarrassed as a rat crossing the street. Wouldn't we have been planning for the past twenty years?"
The silver fox also sat down: "What the hell is going on? The news I received is unclear."
Lao He sighed: "It's not a good thing to be too curious. Didn't my master have already sent you a message before and let you lurk on the spot? I sent you out just to keep you away from disputes and turmoil."
The silver fox sneered and hugged his chest: "Since he brought me out of the black market, I decided to 'promise him', so I naturally have to figure it out if I have something to do!"
At that time, he was ordered to transport a large number of weapons built by the Northeast Xinjiang to the border in the name of a merchant.
There were Cang Qiao and Dongchang's tokens, but no one dared to check his caravan.
As the task is completed, I suddenly receive the order—
After completing the mission, immediately lurk with the caravan and do not return to Beijing.
He guessed that there was a major change in the capital, so after completing the task quickly, he wanted to send the entire caravan out of the border.
Unexpectedly, the Zhou family suddenly blocked the border and sent troops to search and hunt him down.
When his whereabouts were exposed, he could only make a quick decision to take a few of his confidants all the way out to attract pursuers.
When he was sneaking all the way, he discovered that after the new emperor ascended the throne, all the provinces, the Dongchang and Jinyiwei were basically disbanded.
Even if the garage and offices that were not disbanded, the original people were either arrested and imprisoned or removed, and all the personnel were changed.
Most of the original information channels are no longer available.
He simply made up his mind and simply returned to the capital to figure it out clearly.
After finally chasing and fighting the chasing all the way, he realized that such a big change had occurred when he returned to the capital.
Everyone said that the adult was dead and died extremely tragically-
Together with the late emperor, he was destroyed in the most gorgeous Qingyun Hall, which symbolized the glory of the dynasty.
But he didn't believe it! How could that wise man die like a demon?!
Sure enough, he left a secret code and a mark, and soon, he contacted him with his father-in-law.
"You fox sometimes don't look like a fox, but like a wolf in the desert." Lao He shook his head, but his eyes looked at the silver fox with relief.
After saying that, he carefully explained the matter before and after the palace transformation.
"So that's it!" The silver fox thought.
He frowned: "But that lord clearly planned for so many years, why did he leave the palace in such a tragic and extremely dangerous way?"
Lao He was silent, his eyes a little vicissitudes and gloomy: "Probably... because he wanted to burn all the memories that could not be looked back on, so that he could survive and live a life of silence and pain were annihilated in the flames.
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For some people, they bear too many hopes and despair, and every day and night where light lives is like a storm.
Otherwise, how could the master get the Soul-Leaving Symptom?
The little lady once said that it is a disease caused by the unbearable pain of the mind. This chapter has been completed!